Matt Daniels - Honeymoon Orgy

For a long, fearful moment, her brother lay quiet and heavy upon her, his breath rasping in this throat… then, he flexed the shaft of his cock, making it swell deeply in the confines of her sheathing silkiness.

"Auuuugggghhh!" she groaned, and he flexed again, and again, and again, each time extracting a moaned protest from her fevered, blood-drained lips. Then, very slowly, her painfully throbbing vagina began to accustom itself to the mammoth invader that had stretched it to capacity. Her whimpers of pain grew less ardent as pain became mere discomfort. Gradually, the pain ceased altogether and began to be replaced by the tiny twitterings of unmistakable delight.

Sensing her beginning acceptance of his cock, Jim began to rotate his buttocks in a tensing, grinding motion as he sought to bury every possible fraction of an inch of his member into her already-stuffed pussy, With increasing vigor, Jo responded to the fucking she was receiving, Jim leered down at her evilly, his face twisted into a mask of diabolic lust, "Now, my sweet innocent little sister, you can beg me for it!" he commanded thickly.

Jo stared at him, dumbfounded, Even as her eyes glazed over in ecstasy from the screwing he was throwing to her with such inordinate power, she looked up at him for mercy, a sign of tenderness… she didn't want to be humiliated, she just wanted, plain-and-simple, to be fucked to within an inch of her life by her big-dicked brother!

"Oooooohhh, Jim, please don't make me say it… I-I don't understand why…!"

"Beg, you little bitch! If you want a fucking, let's hear the words!"

The thrills that had begun to course again through her body from her pubic area rendered further protest impossible.

"Oh, yesss! Fuckme, Puck me!" she spewed through tightly clenched teeth, loathing the words even as she said them despising her own lack of will power. Everything had been stripped from her. There was no pride left… no morals, no scruples, and certainly no virginity.

I-I'm nothing but a loose-assed whore 'to him! she thought. I'm a lesbian to his wife and a whore to him! Then, her attention once again centered, unavoidably, on the huge cock in her stomach. It was what she needed and pride be damned.

"Oh God, yes! Fuck me, Jim… Fuck me like the bitch I am!"

The lascivious brother could hardly believe the rapid transition taking place in his beautiful young sister. Not only was she no longer resisting, she was actually beginning to fuck back! A thrill of consummate evil rippled through his muscular body as he bore down into her, using short, deliberately spiking strokes that sent only about half of his length into her, and her aroused vagina began to cling to it sweetly, trying to worm itself further around its unbelievable girth.

There was no fight left in her now. All she could do was surrender herself to the obscene thrills that tormented her body… and her mind. Little tremors of obscene excitement tingled along her spine as she felt the fluid rhythm of her brother's cock thrusting ever deeper into her moistly pulsating pussy, the bulk of her frenzied sensations centering there. Her whole body felt like one big cunt, begging to be fucked and fucked and fucked and…

As Jim began, cautiously, to increase the tempo and depth of his strokes into her, Jo felt her entire body responding to him, and she writhed and squirmed beneath his weight, her trim hips grinding up to receive his full length. He sought her mouth, captured it, and she thrust her tongue up into his mouth to be nibbled and sucked, her moans of passionate acceptance coming, unceasingly now, from deep in her throat. She was ready to endure anything he might want to do with her… or to her, and she began to raise her feverishly sucking pussy up to him in countering rhythm to his every thrust.

Her lovely face was contorted with passion… with a desire to experience what she had never known before. Her nostrils flared, her breath came in short gasps, as she gave her body over completely to lust. Her trembling body was engulfed in sensations of voluptuous pleasure now, and she bucked and writhed under her lewd brother, her swollen little clitoris pulsing like a tiny heart against his naked, hard shaft.

Suddenly she felt totally free of all moral restraints and restrictions, and she was able to drift with the overwhelming tide or-passion that carried her along. She was enveloped in a swirling miasma of sensual bliss unlike anything she had ever experienced before in her life.

Jim could see the tiny droplets of perspiration forming on her brow and in the furrow between her luscious, pointed, firm titties, signaling her complete arousal. Her hair was tangled in disarray. He let his hands slide over the smooth contours of her rib cage, over her hips, and slipped them beneath the half-moon orbs of her satin smooth buttocks, grasping them brutally in his strong hands. He wadded and twisted the softness of the flesh he found there until Jo felt sure that she would be bruised for life, yet oddly, another dimension of excitement seemed to be added by the abuse.

She groaned aloud, and her breath caught in her throat as he hauled her loins up tight against his own and he felt her pull her thighs back even further to accept his plunging cock. "Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me… " she chanted in time to her lewd brother's endless humping. "Oh God, fuck me till I die!"

Jo had never been so carried away as she was now in her efforts to obtain the last ounce of satisfaction from her "rape." Her mind became a kaleidoscope of bizarre delights: she was a whore… a concubine… a lowly slave girl bent humbly before her cruel and relentless master.

Jo flailed her head and her walnut-reddish brown hair back and forth in unprecedented rapture. Her slender legs, on either side of his thickly impaling prick, quivered spasmodically with the strength of her passion. Her tongue slithered in and out of his mouth in a lewd parody of what was taking place between their legs. She emitted little velvet moans of lustful rapture from deep in her innermost being.

Jim had begun to piston into her with all of his massive energy, lengthening his strokes and stepping up the tempo of their fucking. Withdrawing his heavy penis until only the very tip remained inside of her, he drove forward like a man possessed by a demon, until his balls rested in the crevice of her ass at the end of each jolting thrust. He felt the throbbing ache in his balls as the pressure began to build, painfully. Dammit! I've been messing around too long!

Sliding his hand down over the smooth, taut skin of her gyrating buttocks, his finger searched for the small puckered opening of her asshole. Tauntingly, he dipped the tip of his finger into the viscid opening of her twat long enough to wet it before poking it gently into her anus up to the first knuckle of his finger.

"Now, you're going to get something else you've never had before!" he rasped in her ear as she flinched slightly at the all but imperceptible penetration. "I'm going to finger-fuck that sweet little bung-hole of yours… your asshole!"

Jo's breath almost stopped, her heart skipped a beat as vibrant, erotic sensations slashed through her. His words, his lewd actions, completely subjugating her body and mind to his every perverted whim, caused her even further masochistic raptures of expectation. She knew she was ready to accept anything her lewd brother proposed!

"Oooooooohhhhh! Y-yessss!" she hissed passionately. "Shove your finger in my ass! I-I want you to!"

Jim Davis's brain, as he slammed his big cock into his young curvaceous sister's upturned loins, screamed with lustful exhilaration. Damn! he thought. She really wants it! His turgid pecker felt as though it would burst. His middle finger fumbled at the round, tight little anal opening, forcing inward to the second knuckle with a brutal thrust.