Unknown - The junkyard family

She imagined Tommy doing that now, jerking off his hard cock while he thought about her. She guessed she was down on her hands and knees, him behind her, his cock ramming into her cunt from the rear.

She closed her eyes as the image rolled through her.

Her finger pushed into the knuckle in her cunt as she rubbed her other fingers over her clitty and mound. She squeezed her greasy breasts, mashing them from side to side. Her hips started to slowly hump upward against her finger, which as deep inside her and wriggling around like a snake.

She started pumping the finger in and out of her twat, moving it easily as the suntan lotion on her cunt was pushed inside her by her deep-dipping finger. She slid a second finger into her cunt, humping harder against them as she imagined all the boys in class jerking off while fantasizing about her.

She gripped her left nipple between her thumb and finger and rolled it around. It was long and hard, pointed towards the sky as her aroused body made her breasts expand and harden.

All the boys in class were with her then, forming a huge ring around her naked body, fighting to possess her. Cocks touched her all over, hard erections that rubbed against her arms and face and breasts and belly an back and thighs and legs as the boys crowded around.

Then there was a cock in her mouth and another in her cunt, both pumping madly away. Hands caressed her body, squeezing and fondling her all over as the excited boys crowded around. One after another stuck their hard organs into her body and pumped her, then spewed forth a long gushing fountain of sperm.

She was fucked continuously, her belly filling with sperm, her body cumming and cumming as the boys gang banged her without relief.

Mark swung the hammer again, cursing as the joint refused to give.

"Try it from your side," he said.

Joe clambered up the far side of the long crane and pounded with the long hammer he held. Still it refused to give. They needed this crane to lift the cars up and drop them onto the pile. If they couldn't fix it themselves, they'd have to call in a repair guy from the company, which would cost a fortune.

Mark wiped his dirty hand across his sweating forehead, shaking his head tiredly. He looked around the yard as Joe hammered on the other side again. The view from up there was terrific, not that there was much to see. It certainly wasn't worth climbing up the long length of the crane's arm for a look.

He glanced out near the back, where his dad was busy working with the crusher. He'd be awfully pissed off if they couldn't fix this fuckin' thing.

"Hey, Mark! Take a look over there!" Joe's voice was amused.

Mark looked around the crane at him, then back to the garage where he was pointing. At first, he didn't know what he was talking about, then he looked upward onto the roof. They were slightly higher than the roof here, and he could see that someone was on it, a girl, a naked girl.

He whistled under his breath and laughed. It was Keri, sunbathing in the nude from the look of things.

"Think she can hear us from here?" he chortled.

"She might jump off the roof!" Joe snickered.

Mark watched for another few seconds, before turning back to the crane's arm. Goddamn, his sister had some fucking body, he thought.

"Hey, look at that!" Joe sounded startled and a little excited.

"Would you stop peeping at your little sister?" Mark growled.

"She's jerkin' off!"

"What?" He turned around and looked. Keri was lying flat on a lawnchair. He could see her legs were pulled apart, her feet off the sides of the chair. Her hands were in her crotch and… on her big tits! He swallowed in surprise as he saw her ass humping up and down, doing slow circles on the chair. Oh, God! It was almost too much to watch!

As the two of them watched, spellbound, Keri's back arched, rising high, her body bowing and holding still for an agonizing long moment. Then she dropped flat and lay still as death.

They continued to watch for almost a full minute, as if turned to stone. Then Mark cleared his throat and tore his eyes away.

"Get back to work, Joe," he growled.

"Shit! Did you see her…"

"I said, get the fuck back to work!" Mark snapped. He hammered at the joint with his mallet, trying to ignore the immense boner in his pants, and trying not to think of his little sister.

Keri lay there in the sun for most of an hour before finally picking up her things and going back downstairs. She never saw her brothers. She put her robe on. It was a cheap one, and she'd wash it later, then went downstairs again.

She got a towel and went to the bathroom to shower off. It was locked. She sighed and leaned against the wall. There was a thump off to her left, and a few seconds later Jody rushed past, flung her bag into the living room and went into the kitchen.

Jody was almost as bad as the others, Keri thought. The jerks at school were wrong to think she was a lesbian. She didn't know how she knew that, but she was certain of it.

Jody was a tomboy all right, there was no doubt about that. Keri was sure she wasn't hot for girls, though. But she didn't think Jody was hot for boys, either. She didn't think Jody cared about anything but sports. The little twerp was on every freaking sports team the school had!

Jody came out of the kitchen, holding a sandwich. She waved at Keri, her mouth full of food, and went into her room, banging the door shut. Keri shook her head. When she'd been Jody's age, she'd already been out dating seniors. Jody didn't date at all.

Maybe, she thought, if the little jerk would wear decent clothes, instead of those sweatpants, sweatshirts, and jeans an sneakers she always wore. The jeans weren't even tight or designer jeans. The ones she wore would have fit a boy as well as a girl.

The shame of it was that Jody was cute, not sexy, drop dead, glamour girl hot, but cute nevertheless. A small pert nose, lightly freckled at the top, big blue eyes, and short, but really nice golden blonde hair. She had a pretty decent body too, if Keri was any judge of things, and she was. It wasn't as good as hers of course, but it was plenty good enough to attract the boys, if the kid would only wear the kind of clothes that would let them notice, and not those dull baggy things.

Last week, the two of them had had to help their brothers around the yard. Donald Morgan had dropped by then, his eyes had passed over Jody quickly, like all her boyfriends, then had shot back so fast it was a wonder he hadn't given himself whiplash.

It had been hot, and the work heavy. Jody had been wearing a pair of shorts and a thin sleeveless t-shirt tied under her breasts like a halter. There had been absolutely no disguising the fact that she was female on that day. Her smaller, but round breasts stuck out against the thin cotton, her nipples little points against the yellow material. Her figure was thin, but hourglass shaped, designed to catch the boys' eyes.

Don had been astonished.

Jody had ignored him, answering his attempts to strike up a conversation with casual indifference and moving off with a load of garbage. It was as if the stupid girl hadn't even noticed the way he'd been looking at her. Don had watched her round little ass until she turned a corner, then moved over to where Keri'd been pretending not to have seen him.

The bathroom door finally opened, jerking her out of her reverie.

Mark came out. He looked startled as he saw her, his eyes widening in a double-take.

Keri looked down at herself to see if her robe had come open or something.

"What?" she demanded.

"Nothing," he said, looking away. He walked past her and down to the kitchen.

Weird, she thought to herself. She went into the bathroom and closed the door, then tossed her robe in the far corner and turned on the shower. It only took a few minutes to wash the suntan oil off herself.