Joseph Addison - Held For Lust

Becky recalled those moans and sighs that she heard her mother make late at night. The lovely little blond groaned too, her slim body shook and she waggled her trim bottom against the minister's surging, throbbing cock.

Mama lied to me! Becky told herself angrily. She does it with daddy all the time and then turns around and tells me lies about how nasty it is!

A new and delicious pressure was building inside of her and the excited girl worked even harder on the rigid post that had entered her. Becky's stretched little cunt was still burning and stinging as Don's fat cock continued to saw in and out of it. But the pain was nothing to the lovely little blond when she compared it to the long, fluid waves of pleasure that were spreading out from the glowing tip of her love bud.

The hard gristle of Uncle Don's wedge shaped prick pressed firmly against Becky's baby cut each time that he shoved it into her. Becky groaned and shuddered when the handsome man filled her flat little belly with his heavy meat, the glistening walls of her cunt clung to Don's swollen, corded shaft as it pulled back until nothing but the thick cork of its crown stayed socketed in her.

"Huuuugggghhhh, it feels goood," Becky mumbled over and over as she worked herself on her captor's cock. "Do it harder! Put it all inside of me!" In a frenzy of excitement Becky reached behind her and tried to use her slim fingers to help the minister cram even more of his thrilling pole into her. The surprised thirteen year old found that the man was already in her-to the balls! She had taken all of him in her slick, elastic pussy!

Becky's searching finger tips found the sac that held Don's heavy balls and she boldly cupped them while she jogged and bounced up and down on him. The handsome man groaned and shuddered. Becky was amazed to feel his testicles pull up tight against the shaft and then gasped with pleasure when he pulled her tight against his belly and sent thick, boiling jets of cum into her stuffed little nest!

"Aggghhhh, here it is, honey," Don panted as he bucked and shook under her. Becky moaned and wiggled as the lovely, slick goo of her captor's cum greased her and helped his fat cock smoothly piston in and out of her. "Take it all, slut! Make that tight little cunt suck it dry!!"

"Oooooo… aaaannnngggg," Becky groaned, the cum was seeping out of her and had oiled the stiff nib of her love knot and the delighted child's eyes popped wide and a smile wreathed her lovely face as her own hard-won climax exploded inside of her. "Aaaaaaaiiiiieeee… do it!" Becky panted. "Do it to me again!! Please, Uncle Don, don't stop. Do it to me again and again… aaaaaagggghhhhhh!!!"

Anne's mocking giggle burned in Becky's ear.

Embarrassed, the slim captive clenched the large towel that she wore tighter and pressed her ear against the motel door. Don Harper had been gone for what seemed like hours.

Becky couldn't decide which was worse, being alone with her cousin and her questions or having him here, touching and tormenting her again.

"Come on, Becky," Anne coaxed. "What's the use of listening? Uncle Don took our clothes with him. We couldn't run away naked, even if we were sure that there wasn't someone out there."

She was right and Becky knew it, but she didn't want to turn away from the door, if she did she would have to talk to Anne. She would have to answer all those nasty questions the ten-year-old had been peppering her with since Don left them alone.

"What was it like? I could tell that you liked it but what did it feel like when he put it in you?" Becky shuddered and pressed her hands over her ears so that she wouldn't have to listen anymore.

A warm hand caught her by the elbow and Becky allowed herself to be led back to the rumpled bed. Moving like a sleep walker the shaken teenager lay on her back, she felt the bed sag beside her and then Anne's smooth thighs brushed against her knee.

"Please, Becky, tell me," Anne implored. "I'm dying to know. I have to know what it feels like to be fucked!!"

Despite all that had happened to her Anne's use of that nasty word shocked Becky. She opened her wide blue eyes and darted a disapproving glance at her cousin.

Anne hadn't bothered to cover herself with a towel and the sight of her small cousin's nakedness disturbed Becky for some reason. Anne giggled again and lay flat on her back beside an embarrassed Becky. The pretty little brunette smiled dreamily and ran her palms along the smooth flesh of her inner thighs, moving from her dimpled knees almost to the plump, pink-tan folds of her hairless nest.

"Ummmmmm! You should have made me wake up before you started," Anne complained in a lazy voice. "When I woke up he already had his big suck-stick all the way in your' Becky felt herself blush and wanted to cry! It was bad enough for her to do what she did with Don Harper, but knowing that Anne had watched them made it worse!

The naked ten-year-old sighed and lifted her legs, spreading them wide as she did. Anne's dark eyes were closed and an impish smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. The little girl's pointed tongue darted out and wet her lips, making them gleam as she rolled her head from side to side.

"It was fun to watch, even better than with my sister! I could see and hear everything. It made me feel so funny inside that I couldn't stop doing this."

A violent shudder worked through Becky as the startled girl watched Anne press a small index finger into her tight slit and jiggle it up and down. Anne sighed again and arched her back slightly. "I made myself cum three times while I watched. It was great!"

A terrible, nasty thing was happening inside of her. Becky watched in sick amazement as her pretty cousin boldly masturbated in front of her and as she did her own bruised, stretched little love pot began to grow hot and puffy under her loosened towel.

"You shouldn't do that, especially not when I'm… watching," Becky stammered. "It's dirty, Anne and you know you shouldn't do it."

Anne grinned at her and gave Becky a sly glance. The naked little imp spread her thighs even wider and continued to work her finger up and down the coral and pink flesh of her inner pussy folds.

"Don't be such a nicy-nice girl," Anne giggled. "You and I both know that it's fun! There's nothing wrong with fun."

Anne's naked thigh rubbed and vibrated against her own and Becky didn't know what to do. The embarrassed girl licked her suddenly dry lips and shut her eyes tight so that she wouldn't have to see Anne's wet, slippery finger and the nasty thing it was doing in her tight pussy.

"Well? What else is there to do? We can't go out. There isn't even a television in here and I'm bored!" Anne had jumped to her feet and was pacing around the room. The pretty little brunette picked up a pillow that had been tossed on the dressing table that stood by the door and Becky's eyes opened wide with sudden excitement.

"A phone! Look at it, Anne, a phone!"

Becky jumped to her feet and scurried to the table. "We could call Toni and tell her what's happened. Here's the address of the motel on these matches. She could come get us!"

Anne frowned at her and for a moment Becky thought that she would protest. Then the smaller girl made a petulant face and stepped aside so that Becky could pick up the phone.

"Hello… is this the operator?… Please, I want the operator. I have to make a call!… What?… Who is this?" The look of anticipation drained away from her and Becky looked glum as she nodded. "All right, ma'm. No, I won't try to call out any more…

She couldn't bring herself to speak to Anne or even to look at her. Becky's sense of hoplessness was so overpowering that it almost crushed her. The pretty blond walked back to the bed and sat on the edge before she could bring herself to answer the question in Anne's eyes.