Ray Todd: The preacher_s family

"You bitch!" he roared. "If you ever try anything like that again I'll knock the shit out of you!"

Jill stared at him in disbelief.

Slowly standing up and walking across the room, he picked up the car keys and slammed out, the door, leaving Jill sobbing hysterically on the floor.

Jack picked up Linda Lewis about eight o'clock, and they drove out on the highway to the drive-in theater. It was a Western that didn't seem to get Jack's attention. His mind was too filled with the memories of the wild experience he had been through earlier in the evening with his kid sister. The whole thing seemed so unreal, yet he couldn't get it out of his mind. As disgusted as he was with both his sister and himself, he got a hard-an when he thought about it. The whole experience had really left him empty, but horny.

As the good guys and bad guys moved across the screen, Jack watched Linda munching popcorn with her eyes riveted on the movie. Linda was a beautiful girl with a soft pink complexion and long blonde hair. She had large firm tits, and Jack loved to fondle her firm nipples when she was in the mood, and sometimes when she was really worked up she would go into a frenzy when she allowed him to finger her cunt to a climax. Although Linda was basically a sensual person, she was still a technical virgin. Being Reverend Lewis' daughter, she had received an extremely moral upbringing, and intended to enter her bridal bed as a virgin.

Bored with the movie, and his cock pounding furiously, Jack put his arms around her, drawing her parted lips to his. She responded deliciously, swirling her tantalizing tongue around his. She gurgled softly as he slipped his hand under her blouse, grasping her big firm tits.

Linda sighed and moaned as he gently worked his fingers around and over her erect nipples.

"Gosh, that feels good," she whispered as he bent down and sucked a tit into his mouth.

"Oh God, Linda, must we wait until we can get married?" he murmured, his throbbing cock thrusting against his pants.

"Yes, darling, we must," she sighed, holding his face tightly against her tit. Linda was now visibly excited as she unconsciously rotated her pelvis against his knee. Slowly Jack ran his hands up the inside of her hot, trembling thigh, beneath her panties and thrust his finger up into the steaming opening of her lust-swollen cunt.

"Oh, honey," she sobbed, squirming deliciously against his lewdly probing finger.

Passionately stroking his finger in and out of her hat, juice-slickened cunt, his cock was straining frantically in the confines of his pants. When he could stand it no longer, he quickly pulled down his zipper and released his stiff prick, guiding it toward her gyrating cunt. With one quick motion he tore her pants off and rammed his blood engorged cock between her thighs.

"No, Jack, no!" she gasped, closing her knees.

"Please, Linda," he panted, trying to force her legs apart. "I can't stand this any longer. I just can't stand it!"

"Damn it, Jack, I'll scream if you don't let me alone," she muttered between clenched teeth.

"Linda, this can't go on forever," he said. "I can't stand it."

"Then take me home and go take a cold shower!" she snapped, pushing him away.

Linda quietly straightened her clothes while Jack stared unseeing at the scenes flashing across the screen. His entire body was trembling with frustration.

"Come on, honey," she said, combing her long blonde hair. "You better take me home. We can talk about it tomorrow when we've both cooled off."

Jack continued staring into space, his massive hard-on still pounding in his pants.

"Please, dear," she whispered, "let's go home."

"God, Linda, I can't take this any more," he sighed as they pulled out of the drive-in.

"Oh, Jack, darling, we'll enjoy it so much more when were married. Believe me, it's worth waiting for."

When they drove up in front of her house she kissed him lightly on the cheek and, jumping out, ran up to her door.

Jack slowly drove toward home, his iron-hard cock still throbbing madly in his pants. He parked the car and entered the dark house. Walking down the hall he noticed a light under his sister's door, but he continued an to his own room.

Throwing his clothes across a chair, he flopped out on the bed with his copy of Sports Illustrated, but thoughts of the last few hours made it impossible for him to concentrate on the magazine. He felt badly about slapping his sister. After all, he had allowed her to jack him off. It was wrong for her to have wanted to touch him, but he had allowed it. He thought of Linda and the unbelievably high price she put on her virginity, but he loved her even if she drove him out of his mind.

As these thoughts raced through his spinning mind, his throbbing cock was pointing angrily at the ceiling. He turned off the lights and tried to go to sleep, but his pulsating prick left him no peace of mind. Absently, he reached down and began stroking his big cock. Each stoke sent a charge of ecstasy racing through his body. When he became consciously aware that he was jacking off, he released his cock and got off the bed. Slipping into his pants, he went down to the kitchen for a glass of milk, hoping this might help him sleep.

He had noted the light still flooding out from under the door when he passed Jill's room. Sipping the milk he absently stroked his cock through the denim of his slacks. He thought about the way he had struck Jill earlier in the evening, and wondered if he might feel better if he told her how sorry he was.

Jack slowly walked down the hall and knocked lightly on his sister's door.

"Is that you, Jack?" came her nervous voice.

"Yes, Jill," he replied. "May I come in for a minute?"

"Okay, but just for a minute, and don't hit me again."

When he entered, Jill was lying on her back in bed with the coven pulled up tightly under her chin. Jack noticed her tear-stained cheeks and red-rimmed eyes.

"Jill," he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "I'm awfully sorry that I slapped you this evening."

"That's all right, Jack," she whispered.

"I really mean it," he continued. "I love you, Sis."

"Oh, Jack!" she squealed, tossing back the covers and throwing her arms around his neck. It was only when she felt her bare tits against his smooth chest that she remembered she was naked. Jack gasped, feeling her firm nipples burning against his flesh. Instinctively he held her tighter against him as his cock once again throbbed with life.

With her cunt aflame, Jill rubbed her tits and erect nipples violently against her brother's chest.

"Jill," he gaped, "do you want to play with my cock again?"

"Not if you're going to slap me," she teased.

"Don't worry, Sis, I won't"

"Then get up and take your dumb pants off," she giggled, throwing the coven back, exposing her completely nude body to her brother.

Jack stared numbly at her firm tits with the bare pink nipples saucily from their tips. Her body tapered down to her slim waist and then flared out at her rounded hip. Her legs were slightly spread, exposing her delicate inner thighs that led up to her delicious cunt, surrounded by downy-soft pubic hairs.

"Hurry up and take those damned pants off," she giggled up to her brother.

Jill was hardly prepared for the pleasant surprise when he dropped his slacks. Earlier in the evening she had only seen and touched his cock through the opening of his fly, but now it was fully exposed, balls and all. Her eyes were riveted on the hairy sac that swung so lewdly between his muscular legs. Her unbelieving eyes moved up to the ions hard shaft that thrust upward from the mass of black, curly pubic hairs. She felt her hot cunt juices dripping out of her lust-swollen cuntlips.

Quickly, he flopped onto the bed and drew his sister's warm body against his. Locked in a wild embrace, they slowly rubbed their groins against each other.