Winston McElroy - The brother-in-law

"Oh, no… not now… Don't stop now, please! Just a little more! I'm almost there! Please!"

But it was no use, Arnie's cock slipped uselessly, limp and deflated, from her still-hungry sheath, leaving her writhing helplessly on the furry rug. "Oh, God, please… help me somebody… please!"

Ginny opened her eyes for the first time since Arnie had entered her, and found the towering Swede standing over her with Florence at his side. In her state, not even her nakedness mattered, only the insatiable thirst between her thighs.

"Don't worry about a thing," said Gus, picking her up like she was a bag of flour and dropping her on the bed before she realized what was happening.

She opened her mouth to protest, but Gus' long, hard cock answered her every request, rippling down deep into her agonizingly hot belly, quenching the flames that had ravaged her.

"Oh God, yes… yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she begged, her body a writhing, teeming mass of quivering nerves.

Flo and Arnie had knelt on the edge of the bed, eagerly watching as the big Swede answered her burning needs. "That's it, Gus! Fuck her! Split her tight little ass open!" shouted Flo. "Fuck the snooty little number real good for me, baby!"

The door to the bedroom was tightly closed, and Arnie, Gus and Flo had helped themselves to another round of doubles, still wound-up from the excitement of what had taken place in the bedroom.

"You sure threw the meat to her, Gus," said Flo, a drink in her hand. "I thought you'd come out her mouth."

"Yeah," he laughed. "She was quite a little number. I hope she's planning to stay a long time. I could get used to having her around."

Flo slugged him playfully on the shoulder. "Let's not have any more talk like that. You've got more than you can handle right here… and so do you, Arnie." He didn't answer, but sat staring into space. "What's up, Arnie honey? You've got something on that evil mind of yours. I can always tell."

Still no sign of recognition from Arnie.

"What is it, Arnie? Come on, you can tell us," she persisted.

Slowly, Arnie looked up from his drink, a smile of anticipation easing across his face. "I think I've got an idea," he said, "One that'll teach little Miss Ginny a real lesson or two. We'll have no more problems with her if this works."

Flo and Gus were all ears. "Well, come on and tell us before we burst from curiosity," implored Flo.

Arnie shook his head inscrutably. "Just wait and see… wait and see."

Ginny was just beginning to stir when the door opened, her mind still bruised from the tremendous psychic beating she had endured, and her tender passage throbbing with pain from the two men. She staggered uneasily to her feet as Arnie entered the room.

She opened her mouth to speak, but his hand rammed roughly between her thighs quieted her instantly.

Oh, my God, what more could he want of me? What more?

Arnie pushed her back onto the fur skins without a word of explanation.

"What is it… what do you want now?" she asked tearfully.

He handed her the stiff drink he'd carried in his other hand, "Here… you'll feel a lot better."

Ginny gulped it down like it was lemonade, oblivious of the burning flow as it coursed down her throat, mindful only of the soothing, mind-blotting escape it would bring. It didn't take long, coupled with the others she'd consumed already tonight, and within minutes, Ginny's head was pleasantly spinning, taking her miles and miles away from the frightening reality confronting her.

This time she offered no objections at all as Arnie's lips met hers, his hand caressing the softness of her inner thigh. Her legs parted obediently, and she felt his manhood stiffen and slip between the stretched fleshy lips of her quivering pussy. Strangely, the smoldering coals of desire were quickly fanned, and as his thick, rutting cock burrowed deep in her moist, clasping sheath, she found herself grinding back at his loins with slowly increasing rhythm.

"Ummmmmm," she moaned as his hips began to rock back and forth, sawing his huge cock in and out of her tender, soft tunnel.

Had her eyes been open, she might have seen two pairs of eyes peering down at her nakedness from the loft above. Quietly, Flo and Gus had taken their positions perched like birds high over the delightfully enticing spectacle below. Both of them were still nude, and it didn't take long for Gus' stiffening rod to catch Flo's ever-eager eye. She was on it in a flash, caressing the long, hard spear delicately, her fingers fondling his leathery testicles as they dangled between his open legs. They were sitting on a pile of deerskin and empty luggage Arnie had long ago stored in the tiny loft that extended over both the bedrooms. It had proven to be the ideal place for storing odds and ends, and now, the perfect vantage point for anything going on in the bedroom below.

Arnie's throbbing, lust-inflated cock was slithering wetly in and out of Ginny's clasping, fleshy sheath faster and faster, every deep thrust taking him right up to the hilt.

"Ooooooh… yes, yes… oooooooohhhh," she moaned, grinding her naked crotch up to meet his deep, satisfying thrusts, her buttocks grinding slowly in tight, concentric circles.

Suddenly, Arnie gripped her tightly around the small of her bare back, and flipped her over on top of him, rolling over so that he was on the bottom with her naked thighs straddling his hips. It surprised her for a moment, but she quickly regained the delicious, lustful tempo from her new position, his cock now ramming straight up into her belly as she squatted over him. Her buttocks ground upward, squirming unguardedly in the chill air, when Arnie made a whistling sound with his pursed lips, and Ginny heard the door creak open behind her. She turned over one shoulder to see if Flo or Gus had come to watch her final debasement…

Oh, my God, no! No!

The shattering realization of what Arnie had planned for her tore into her like a hundred pounds of dynamite, and she screamed helplessly, pounding Arnie's face and chest with her tiny clenched fists. "Let me go! Let me go you animal! I'll scream!"

"Go ahead and scream, bitch," he sneered, "see what it gets you. Novlik has his sights on something he wants, and if I were you, I wouldn't make any sudden moves."

She was trembling with fear, beads of cold sweat streaming down her back.

Oh, no, this can't be happening… This can't be real!

Her trembling buttocks were completely exposed and vulnerable, waving like a red flag before a bull as she squirmed to get away from Arnie's tight grip on her wrists.

The huge dog walked over to his prey, and sniffed her upturned buttocks knowingly, licking the familiar crevice he'd already lapped to orgasm once already.

"See, he likes you. Why don't you be a nice girl and give the dog what he wants." Arnie punctuated his request with a sharp upward thrust of his pelvis, pounding his stiff, thick cock into her belly brutally. She grimaced from the sudden pain.

"No! I won't! I won't!" she screamed as Flo and Gus peered down in wide-eyed and excited disbelief from their perch above.

Suddenly, Novlik growled viciously, his cold, wet nose touched lewdly to Ginny's quivering buttocks. She froze instantly, petrified at the prospect of what the enormous dog could do to her if he wanted to.

"Looks like Novlik just wants a taste of that tight little pussy of yours," said Arnie with a sinister grin.

He pulled the hapless young girl forward, crushing her breasts against his bare chest, shoving her naked buttocks up even higher, more vulnerable, more exposed to the vicious animal's nose and tongue.

His own cock hardened painfully inside her tight elastic vaginal sheath as he watched the animal mounting the spread half-moons of Ginny's soft buttocks, paws strongly around her waist as if she were just another dog. He could see the glistening, crimson penis slipping from its furry sheath, dripping wetly while the tapered point snapped and jerked in the warm moist slit of her buttocks. The massive beast quivered and adjusted his hindquarters, positioning himself to bury the pink, lean tip and the thickened shaft in her trembling body.