Sandy Bennett - Jackie_s family lessons!

Harry immediately made himself more comfortable and let out a groan of happiness as our tongues continued to twist and spiral around his sensitive knob. When the tip of my tongue pushed down into the tiny slit on top he began to sigh deeply; but that may have been due to Veronica taking his balls into her mouth. No matter! We worked as a team, licking and sucking that big cock until it gleamed wetly from his scrotum to the tip of his glans. His pants were around his ankles, our tits pressed into his knees, hands stroked over his hard, hairy flesh, fondled his heavy balls, and Harry lapped it up like a sultan.

Once we were a little jaded with the cock's novelty, my cousin and I began to pay more attention to each other. Both of us opened our mouths wide and brushed our lips along the sides of his dick in such a way that our lips made contact, a shivering, sensual contact that made us eager for more. But the fact that his cock towered between us only intensified our double-barreled passion. We had to kiss around it and we had to fondle each other's tits and ass without alarming the master. He didn't know what was happening, so that wasn't much of a problem. His eyes were closed, his mouth was slack, and deep, heartfelt sighs was all we heard from him. We grew bolder, kissing each other passionately and regaling his cock only with our cheeks and hands. Much as I liked his stud body, there was something about Veronica's soft sensuality that appealed to me more, and she seemed to feel the same way.

"Hey, what's going on here!" Harry woke up to us all of a sudden. "Are you playing at being lezzies!?"

"Oh no, just filling in time," Veronica said with ballbusting acidity.

"What do you mean?" His offensive had been turned back on him and he sat back to figure his confusion out in comfort.

"What I mean, dear heart, is that you're not doing your job. When women start to make love to each other that means the man isn't holding up his part of the bargain. Is that clear enough for you?"

"Oh… yeah, I see." He looked at us for a moment, taking in our naked bodies, our entwined hands, our closeness, and as he looked a change of expression came over his face. A small light began to burn in his eyes, a pinpoint of light that gave him a terrible appearance. I started to draw away from him, terrified suddenly. "Yeah, I get the picture," he said hoarsely. "You two bitches are trying to make a fool out of me. You want to tease me and then you want to throw me out. Well, I don't play games like that!"

"No, no, we didn't intend anything of the sort!" I said, but Veronica nudged me to shut up. Harry grabbed hold of the armrests and hoisted himself onto his feet. Every muscle was taut, especially those in his jaws. His cock was no longer the nice toy; it was a weapon, rock-hard, throbbing ominously above us, a jousting lance and a pig sticker. I wanted to get the hell out of there but it was too late. He grabbed hold of my hair with one hand and dragged me across the room. Rough carpet chafed against my skin, mad panic put all my senses out of action as I reached for my cousin to rescue me. She jumped up and followed us but Harry turned and pushed her face in. She tumbled back and tried again. Harry picked me up in his powerful arms and took me into the nearest bedroom, which happened to be the one belonging to Veronica's parents. He threw me on the huge double bed so I bounced about crazily, and when I came to rest he flung himself upon me.

"Get out of this room!" I heard Veronica yell. "You can use mine but don't mess up this bed!" The next sound was that of a sharp slap, and now everything fell silent. Only his heavy breathing reached my ears. I felt faint and distant. His heavy body crushed mine into the soft bed, and there was something hammering against my pussy. He felt so rough, so hard, like a bull trying to mount me, but he had me pinned down and all I could do was submit.

That battering seemed to be having the desired effect. I felt my cunt muscles yielding painfully, a thick foreign body entered my cunt; it bashed and pushed at my tender flesh, which had gone dry with the panic, and all I could do was gasp. There was no air left in my body. His dead weight had pressed it out of my lungs and that battering down below kept me from taking a breather. The desperation made me straggle in earnest. This wasn't a game anymore!

"Get offffff!!" I gasped, twisting my body under his and freeing my arms from his grasp. Harry must have been too distracted by his efforts to get into my pussy because I succeeded in sliding out from under him. But in a flash he was on top of me again and now his loins smashed his cock into me mercilessly.

"Fucking bitch!" he hissed. "You wanna play, right! Well, I'm playing, and how do you like it!" Bang, bang, bang! His cock brutalized me, bullied my cunt into opening up a little wider, and used that concession to drive his wedge ever deeper into me. This was nothing like the gentle fucking of Uncle Eddie, let stand Tim's passionate lovemaking. Harry was an out-and-out brute, a latter-day King Kong! I started to scream but no sound emerged. Nothing could stop him. I clung to his arms in despair and felt the thick, bunched muscles ripple to deliver each stroke with all his might. Half his weapon was up me now and my cunt was still as dry as the desert. Tears rolled from my eyes and I looked over at Veronica to see if there wasn't anything she could do. But she was in a chair next to the bed, nursing half of her face and looking fearful. We had invited a monster!

"Now I've got you!" he panted. His whole cock was up me and I felt like choking. It felt like a broom handle and he kept moving it about inside me until the pain was unbearable. I tried to exclude him from my mind, to pretend that nothing was happening. I closed my eyes, set my teeth, and thought of pastoral scenes and childhood. Harry continued his rampage on top of me but I was temporarily oblivious to it. The pain remained where it was caused, the world faded from my consciousness. And then, just as I thought I'd switched him off, a new sensation crept through my defenses and disarmed me completely.

His cock slid along my cunt flesh more easily for some reason, and his weight on me seemed to be stimulating my tits and other secret parts of me. Pleasure, pure pleasure, snuck by my mental block and infiltrated me until I had been completely subverted. My hands didn't cling to him like those of a drowning woman anymore, they started to explore and caress him! I hated myself for it but what could I do? That brutal, pumping penis was making me feel hot and alive all over! Now the juices poured out of me and lubricated my cunt so much that every back stroke sounded like a boot pulling out of the mud. Harry noticed the difference, and how could he not with my loins banging up against his so ardently, my nails raking the skin of his back and my teeth in his ear lobe? And as a result he started to throw his full body weight into every stroke. "Yeah, you like it now, huh?" he panted. "Fucking slut! Go on, spread 'em, open your cunt right up, I'll fill it full of hot meat, bitch!" And I obeyed him! My legs flailed through the air to wrap themselves about his waist, opening my cunt up so far that he had room to move about in me. His cock stirred and thrust, changed angles, idled, flurried, and sent me around and around the bend.

I happened to glance in Veronica's direction, and she'd had a change of attitude too. Now she sat with her legs drawn up on the chair, well-parted, and both hands at her crotch, masturbating in time to the pounding fuck Harry dealt out to me. Knowing that she was with me gave me a terrific boost. I sailed headfirst into a wild orgasm and then Harry made me pull my legs back until my knees were against my shoulders, just so he could hunch over me and give me more loving. That did it! When his cock plunged into my slurping, distended pussy from above I let go of the last of my reservations and just let him shove me from one realm of ecstasy into the next. There was no resistance. It was as though there was no return either. The orgasms ricocheted through my body until it was almost painful, and still his cock drove home every long stroke. His sweat rained down on me, his grunt and pants were music to my ears, and the uncomfortable position in which he kept me cramped only added to my bliss. My whole body felt like a face that's laughed too much and still can't stop.