J. Watson: Gang-raped sisters

"Then you must need a little encouragement," Beverly said softly.

She brushed her dark hair back from her face and her lips were on his cock. She kissed his prick softly and felt his cock tremble.

"I think you're beginning to feel it," she said.

Tommy stepped back and quickly stripped off his clothes. His body didn't excite her as much as Wayne's body had excited her, but she still felt a little warm between her legs.

Tommy came back to her and pushed his cock against her mouth. She opened her lips and took in his limp flesh. His prick tasted differently than Wayne's. She wondered if all cocks tasted differently.

"Oh!" Tommy said. "Oh, oh, oh!"

His cock was beginning to grow hard in her mouth. She made a little sucking sound as she drew his prick deep in her throat. She could feel his prick pushing against the back of her throat.

"Oh shit, Sissy!" Tommy said. "That feels so good. Oh shit, that feels good!"

Beverly remembered that Wayne had liked his balls to be fondled. She reached up and began to squeeze his balls gently. Tommy seemed to grow crazy. He grabbed her head and began to pull her mouth up and down on his cock.

"Oh shit!" he groaned. "I'm fucking you. I'm fucking you in the mouth! Oh shit, I'm mouth-fucking you!"

She allowed him to drive his cock in and out of her mouth until she tasted the first of his jism. She drew her mouth away quickly. She wasn't sure she wanted to take a load of cum in her mouth.

"Come on," she said. "Now fuck me! That's what you wanted. Now put it in me."

Beverly wouldn't have admitted it to Tommy, but she was too excited. She could feel the itch deep in her pussy and she wanted his cock in there.

She fell back on her back and Tommy pushed apart her thighs.

She felt his cock at her cunt entrance and she pushed her pussy at him to give him easier entry.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Tommy moaned as his prick drove deep inside of where Beverly needed it.

"Oh, that's it!" Beverly groaned. "That's it, Tommy! Now fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

He wasn't as expert with his cock as Wayne had been, but Beverly was hot and ready. She felt the friction of his cock sliding into her and she moaned in pleasure.

"Fuck me!" she said. "Fuck me harder!"

His hips began to move rapidly as he gave her deep fuck-strokes and soft moans were escaping from her throat. He pressed his lips against hers and his tongue slipped into her mouth. He began to drive his tongue in and out of her mouth.

She loved it. She felt both pleasure and pain as her ass scraped the pound and his prick filled her cunt. She could feel her hot juices flooding over his prick.

"God!" Beverly cried. "I'm coming! Oh shit, I'm coming! Oh fuck! Oh, fuck me hard, Tommy."

Tommy was fucking her harder and suddenly she felt him growing inside her. She heard his soft roan and he fell on top of her as his prick released its hot load of semen deep into her hungry cunt.

She moved her ass and urged him to drain every drop into her cunt.

"Oh Tommy," she moaned. "Oh Tommy, that was good. That was so good."

Tommy stood up and dressed quickly. Now his face was angry and shameful.

"You're a whore," he said. "That's all you ever were. And I used to think you were so nice."

She watched him walk away. She shrugged and stood up. She dressed and picked up her books. She knew that Tommy was right. Now there was no turning back. Her only friends would be boys who wanted her and girls who were like she was.

She resigned herself to live with it, if that was how it had to be.

Beverly's mother was waiting for her when she got home.

"Where have you been?" she asked. "Out with some boy?"

"I'm tired," Beverly said. "I'm going to my room."

"Of course, you're tired," Beverly's mother said. "Out fucking with every boy in sight. I heard about it. You and that vulgar Brown boy. How could you?"

Beverly went upstairs, paying no heed to her mother's angry voice. Beverly's sister was sitting on her bed.

Connie Parham was the image of Beverly in the face but there the resemblance ended. Connie was a heftier girl, a little heavier than Beverly and she had dirty-brown hair.

"You've been busy," Connie said.

"What business is it of yours?"

"I don't know," Connie shrugged. "I just thought you might need someone to talk to."

Suddenly Beverly felt the tears rushing to her eyes. She had never been really close to Connie. They had always competed in everything they did, but now she did need someone to talk to and Connie was there.

"Oh, Connie!" Beverly moaned. "I'm so unhappy."

Connie smiled and spread her arms and Beverly fell into them. She sobbed for a long time against Connie's shoulders.

"It's all right," Connie said. "It's all right, little sister. Just cry it out."

Beverly sobbed until her tears were gone, and Connie gave her some tissues to wipe her eyes.

"Now tell me about it," Connie said.

"Oh, Connie," Beverly moaned. "I'm so ashamed."

"Ashamed of what?"

"Of myself."

"Why? What did you do?"

"I'm…" Beverly dabbed at her eyes… "I'm not a virgin any longer."

"Oh," Connie said. "Is that all?"

Beverly looked with shock at her older sister. Connie brushed back her hair from her forehead.

"Don't you worry about that," Connie said. "Virginity is not all that big a deal. Your problem is that you lost it to the wrong guy and he spread it all over. Now, you're a bad girl and I'm afraid there's not much you can do about it."

"Nothing?" Beverly said.

Connie drew Beverly back into her arms.

"I'm afraid not, poor Sissy," Connie said. "You're just going to have to jive with it until you graduate. Now, tell me something else."

"Anything," Beverly said. "How was it?"

"How was what?"

Connie laughed. "The sex, silly. How was the sex?"

"It was pretty nice," Beverly admitted.

"Good. I wouldn't want my little sister to be turned against it. I like it."

Beverly looked at her sister with a curious expression. "You're not a virgin?"

"Of course not. I'm in college, remember?"

"And you like it?" Beverly asked.

Connie closed her legs together and gave a warm sigh. "Sissy, when a boy sticks his cock into me I get tingly all over. And when a boy eats my pussy…"

"Eats your pussy!" Beverly said, shocked.

"Of course," Connie smiled. "Maybe I'll set you up with a few of my college friends. They like young stuff and there's a boy with a tongue like a cock. You'd love it."

Despite herself, Beverly was pawing a little excited. She wanted her older sister to tell her about the boys in college, but she heard the sound of her father's car pulling into the driveway.

"Oh hell," Connie said. "Well, get yourself prepared. Your mother is going to send him up here and he's going to raise holy belt with you for a little while, just to make her happy."

"I wander why he lets her run over him," Beverly said.

"Hell," Connie answered, "how does any woman run over her husband? She threatens to close her legs if he doesn't do what she wants. I'm getting out of here. I don't want to hear the lecture."

Connie left her.

Beverly went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. She picked out shorts and a halter to wear. She had just finished dressing when she heard her father coming up. She quickly opened a bock and pretended to be deep in study.

"Honey?" He knocked at her door. His voice was distant, polite.

"Come in."

Her father came inside and closed the door behind him. She had always thought her father a handsome man. He had blonde hair and deep blue eyes.

"Honey," her father said. "Your mother has been telling me some disturbing things."

"Like what?" Beverly asked bitterly.

"Uh… that you've been getting involved with the wrong sort of people?"