Mark Jacobs - The horniest family

"Yeah? Jeremy? Hell, Rena, I didn't even know you had a brother Jeremy. Of course you've got so many brothers and sisters that it's hard to keep track of them." He smiled warmly at her.

"That's true!" she laughed. "They believe in big families where I come from. I have eight brother and three sisters. But Jeremy was more than a brother, Bill. He was a lover, too. I don't talk about Jeremy because he used to fuck me, Bill! Now you know! That's right, my own brother used to fuck me just like you do! And I have to admit that I enjoyed every minute of it, after the first time anyway."

"I can still remember the first time he fucked me. How could I forget it? Until you came along, it was the greatest fuck I had ever had, darling, and I've had more than my share of fuckers. The memory of that day sticks in my mind like a strange dream. Every time I think about Doug and Chastity last summer at the lake, I think about Jeremy. Every time I think about what Doug and Chastity might have done if I hadn't interrupted them, I think about how it was with Jeremy and me. I hate to say it, Bill, but I almost regret having put a stop to their lovemaking. I guess you couldn't understand that… Are you sure you want to hear the rest of this, Bill?" she asked.

"Go ahead, tell me everything. I think I might understand how you feel about Doug and Chastity. I might even feel the say way myself. I won't think any less of you no matter what you and your brother did. I love you. Don't you know that?" Bill said soothingly.

"Yes, Bill. I know you love me, darling. I knew," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "It all started one morning in late July. It was terribly hot that morning, so hot that I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed until long after I should have started my chores. When I finally did drag myseif out of bed, I did my work in a hurry so that I could run down to the pond far a quick swim."

"We had a farm pond that was a lifesaver on hot days like that. Our farm was so isolated that we were never bothered by intruders. And the pond was so far from the house that it might as well have been in the next county. Anyway, our pond was so private and so far from the nearest neighbor that I always felt free to shed my clothes long before I reached the pond itself. I can still feel the breeze blowing over my naked body when I stripped. I loved to drop my clothes piece by piece as I walked through the fields on my way to the swimming hole. I always picked them up on the way back to the house after my swim. I loved to feel the warm earth under my feet as I walked, Bill."

Bill was listening intently to Rena's story. This was an episode in her sex life that she had kept to herself all these years. She often told him about the men she had fucked and the experiences she had had in her wild youth in the hills. Often she used these stories as a surefire means of exciting him. He couldn't help feeling that she was trying to excite him even now, although her story was disguised as a serious confession of some dark and mysterious sexual excess.

If she intended to excite him, she was succeeding admirably. Bill's dick was beginning to stiffen up under the sheets. He was glad that Dawn hadn't coaxed all the tension out of his big prick.

"I stood there playing with my pussy for quite some time, Bill," she continued. "As I diddled myself, I slowly walked farther and farther out into the water. By the time the water came up to my crotch, my cunt was wet with its own hot juices. I kept working the lips of my cunt after the water had covered my pussy. I think I was near coming when I heard rustling in the bushes at the edge of the pond. I was obviously scared to death. After all, I didn't make it a habit to play with my pussy in the presence of sightseers. I looked around and could see only one of our hop rooting around in the bushes. Relieved, I kept on diddling my cunnie, bringing myself once again to the brink of a climax."

"I could just barely feel my cunt beginning to flash with an orgasm when hooked up and saw three boys standing at the edge of the pond. You can imagine how terrified I was, I didn't much want to be discovered masturbating like that, especially by three boys I didn't even know. I thought I knew all the boys for miles around, having had their pricks inside my cunt at least once. I had never laid eyes on them. I covered my tits with my hands and ducked down until I was covered with water up to my neck. As clear as the water was, I knew that they could still see me as clearly as ever."

"They started laughing and calling out dirty remarks. One of them said I needed a hot cock up my cunt. One of the tree, the tallest of them, had a scar on his cheek and a mean look in his eyes. He said I was wasting my time playing with myself like an innocent virgin. He said he was going to fuck me till I fell apart!"

"Jesus Christ, Rena! Go on! You're makin' me hotter than hell!" Bill gasped.

Rena slipped her warm hand under the bedsheet and found her husband's huge cock, squeezing it and moving his foreskin up and down while she continued her tale. Her hand was soon sopping wet with her husband's preseminal oozing.

"I didn't know what to do, Bill. I stared at the three boys and cried out loud for help. I had never been raped, Bill, never raped. It was one thing to give myself to a boy but to have three dirty-minded and potentially dangerous men fuck me was something else again. I screamed and screamed for help, even though I knew that no one would hear me. I began to notice that the boys' crotches had started swelling. Their hard cocks stuck down their legs inside their pants. I knew perfectly well that they weren't about to let me get away from them."

"I tried to swim away but they ran around the pond and surrounded me. No matter where I tried to get out of the water, one of them was always standing on the bank with his hands on his hips and his legs spread wide, just daring me to get out. They must have followed me to the pond because they had all my clothes in their hands. I watched them tear my clothes to pieces and knew that I was trapped."

"It wasn't long before they had decided not to wait any longer for their dirty fun. One of the boys, a short stocky one with a dirty look in his eye, tore his clothes off and stood naked on the bank for a few minutes. He had a huge cock, Bill. It wasn't very long but it was as thick as my wrist. He jerked himself off for a while before he walked into the water and came after me. I tried to swim away but he was a stronger swimmer than I was. He grabbed my ankles and tried to hold me under the water. It wasn't long before I was exhausted. I knew that he would half-drown me if I resisted his attack, so I had to let him carry me to shore."

"I kicked and fought as hard as I could under the circumstances, Bill. But they were much stronger than I was. I was on my back in the sand in no time at all. The mean boy with the scar on his face stood over me and took a long shiny knife out of his heavy leather boot. He turned it in the sun, making it shine. I was scared to death. He fell suddenly to his knees beside me and touched the blade to my cheek. I couldn't move a muscle for fear he'd kill me, Bill. I thought he was insane! He started laughing wickedly and called me all kinds of filthy things. He started running the cold knife up and down my naked throat. He trailed it down between my tits, all the while moving closer and closer to me. I could feel the material of his tight Levi's brushing against my naked wet skin."

"He gave out an order to the short boy with the thick cock. He told him to take the knife and cut a whip from a flow that grew by the pond. The third boy, who had a beard and long hair, fell to his knees and grabbed my ankle. He stared at my cunt as if he wanted to eat it, Bill. The boy with the scar on his face began squeezing my tits and running him hands over my naked body. I kept struggling with all my strength but it was no use! I watched the short stocky boy out of the corner of my eye as he stood over me spread-legged with a hard boner jutting out in front of him. He whittled a whip. When he was finished with the cruel-looking thing, he handed it to the tail boy and said something about making me squirm a little first."