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"I want to fuck you, Jodi," he groaned and watched her for a little while as she rolled
over onto her back with her legs sprawled wide open. He knew that she wanted him
to take the initiative, for him to be forceful and tough and even to hold her down and
maybe tie her outstretched legs to the bedposts and **** her. He realized all this in
a split second as her thoughts reached out to him desperately. Propping himself up
on one elbow, he fixed his eyes on her shaven cunt, thinking she probably shaved it
once a day to keep it so smooth. He could almost see her clit poking through her
twitching cunt lips.
"Take me, Shawn. Ravish me." Her body arched and her small bottom lifted a few
inches off the bed as she thrust her body toward him as an offering. "**** me,
Shawn. I need it."
"But I don't want to hurt you, Jodi."
"You won't. You can't." She forced herself to quiet down. "Not here, though. I want
you to fuck me in mommy's room, on her bed."
"Why? I can give it to you here just as easily."
"No, do what I ask. I did what you asked. Anyway, there are some things in her room
I want you to see; they're called sex aids. I think daddy uses them on mommy."
"I don't know. I don't think we ought to," he said, thinking about the last time he had
been in the room when his father had caught him and thrashed him for being in
there.
"They'll never know," she pressed excitedly and jumped up from the bed catching
sight of herself in the wardrobe mirror. There was a long mirror in their parents' room
and it would be nice to watch Shawn's cock plunging in and out of her with her legs
held up high and wide apart, she thought, as she skipped from the room.
"No, Jodi, come back," he called after her.
"I won't. If you want me you're going to have to come in here," she called back.
"Oooh, Shawn, come and have a look at these magazines and movies. And there's
an enormous wooden cock in the wardrobe. Surely daddy doesn't make mommy
take that."
Curiosity got the better of him and he dawdled out and stood in the hall looking at her
through the open door.
"Look, Shawn," she held up the wooden cock. "And this," she showed him a large
vibrator. "There's a plastic doll that you blow up and it got a cunt with hair around it,
see!"
He watched her inflating the rubber doll not believing his eyes.
"I think daddy fucks it," cried Jodi. "Doesn't it look real!"
She sat on the floor surrounded by things she had pulled from the wardrobe. There
were condoms and sexy cutaway underwear and a pack of cards spread everywhere
depicting couples having sex.
"Shit, Jodi," he gasped and went into the room.
"You know, Shawn. I think our parents are as bad as we are," she grinned.
"What are duo balls?" he squatted down next to her. "And ticklers. Here's a box
marked dildos ... "
"Take a look at these horny cassettes," she exploded and burst out laughing. Dial-a-
Dick and Nympho Housewife. Wow!"
"Boobs and Bums. l****a Stories," he mumbled, picking up two books."
"And I thought mom and dad were squares," she laughed. "We're going to have a
ball with this gear, darling brother."
"Do you think we should? I mean, they might find out and we'll be in awful trouble.
It's too risky. Let's go back to your room, Jodi."
"Risky! Are you crazy? You and me naked-that's risky. Us fucking each other-that's
i****t, and you can go to jail for it. So what's the harm in playing with a few silly old
sex aids?"
"I dunno," he shrugged, at a loss for an answer. She was right; they could go to jail
for screwing each other. It started to scare him. Maybe after she would tell someone
and all hell would break loose.
"Come on, Shawn. Be a man and lets have some fun." She fell back on the floor with
her legs sprawled wide open.
i****t, the word kept ringing in his ears as he stared at her red cunt hole hanging
wide open.
"Be a man," her lips mouthed at him.
"I am a man," he shouted at her.
"Then prove it. Here I am, waiting for you."
He shot a glance around the room at the double bed with the Spanish counterpane,
the dressing table littered with creams and lotions, and the heavy d****s hanging so
still at the bay window.
"Well," she whispered. "Are you going to fuck me?"
"Yes, you bitch, you fucking well know I am," he cursed and flung himself on top of
her with his hand diving down to pull open her slit.
"It's about time," she grunted. "Now I'll see how much of a man you are. I can take all
you've got."
"You cow," he snorted and covered her body, driving down hard between her
thrashing legs, his glistening prick expertly impaling her and sinking between her red,
sucking cunt lips right up to his heaving balls.
"Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhh!" she screamed wildly and her eyes rolled from side
to side opening wide as his fuck stick drove deep into her lower belly like a red-hot
poker, scything without mercy.
"I am a man," he shouted in her face as he dragged his prick all the way out and
looked down at his cum-drenched cock head.
"Yes, oh yes, my man," she cooed. "Don't stop now, though. Take me hard," she
begged in a frenzy. "You b**st, you're only playing with me," she moaned and
shuddered.
He chuckled and grasped his prick in his hand and shook the beads of her cum off it
on to her creamy thigh, knowing her body was aching to have it inside of her. He
stood up over her with his meaty fuck pole swinging between his legs and he looked
over at the mess of sex aids thoughtfully.
"You pig," she spat, sitting up and glaring at him. "I'll make you pay for that. You
know how badly I wanted it. She pushed herself up from the floor and rubbed her
inflamed cunt, trying not to look at his heaving fuck stick. She casually bent and
picked up the wooden cock and held it in her hand. It was fully eighteen inches long
and ornately carved. It was nearly as thick as her wrist and she smiled wickedly to
herself.
"Just look at these magazines Jodi," Shawn cried as he picked one up. "Here's one
about a gang bang, four guys and one chick ... "
Jodi caught her breath as she saw Shawn's buttocks open up as he bent down in
front of her. His little brown shit hole was like a target only inches in front of her. So
he liked having her soft pink tongue up it did he? Impulsively, she drew back her
hand holding the wooden penis. He'd wish he had stayed on top of her. She stabbed
the weapon accurately between his bum cheeks with all her force and the wooden
prick head drove deeply into his asshole.
"Yeeeeeeoooooow!" he bellowed, not expecting it, and his face twisted in pain.
"No you don't," she snarled and leaped up on his back, forcing him down on his
knees and still driving the wooden cock up his shit hole.
"Aaaaaaggggghhhhh, ooooohhhhh, noooooooo, Jodi, don't. You crazy slut." His
hands whipped around to try and pull the wooden cock out of his hole that was
stretched to the splitting point.
She laughed insanely and screwed the wooden cock in further, with all her strength,
and jumped back off him to look at the cruel weapon sticking out from his strained
shit hole. She had put fully six inches up him and he writhed and bucked to get it out
but she tore his fingers away and threw herself at him worming the wooden cock
deeper with her belly, all the way into his unfucked asshole.
"Nooooooo, eeeooowwww," he wept, his fingers spreading his ass cheeks to ease
the agonizing pain.
"You look fantastic, Shawn, with a prick up your ass. How does it feel, baby
brother?" she squealed with glee as he crawled around the room moaning and
sobbing.
"Y-you sadistic slut, Jodi. Pull it out of me. I-I hate you," he stuttered and wrapped
both hands around the wooden cock and tore it out of his shit hole and staggered to
his feet holding it. He fixed her with a malevolent look and without warning jumped
across the room and shoved her down on to the floor.
"What are you going to do? Oh my God, noooooooo ... " she screamed as he stuffed
the wooden cock into her mouth.
"Suck it," he hissed.
"Uuuugggghhhh," she spluttered as its sticky length went in to her mouth.
He gritted his teeth and pulled it from her mouth and held her spreadeagled on the
floor and forced her legs open. She was no longer so willing to show him her cunt
hole.
"No, Shawn, you mustn't. You don't know what you're doing," she howled in vain.
"I'll teach you," he snapped, thinking how good it'd look rammed into her asshole, but
instead he held open her cunt lips with two fingers and swept the wooden cock
between them.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh-no, Shawn, no. It's too big and. I can't take it," she wailed as
it savagely bore in to her, deeper and deeper until she felt she'd pass out with the
pain.
"No one will mistake you for a virgin," he laughed at her and stood up looking at the
wooden cock stuffed between her flaying legs with her red cunt lips wrapped around
it. It was a shame, he told himself, because now her cunt would be big and slack like
an old whore's when he took her, but she had asked for it.
"Sonofabitch," she whimpered as she drew the tool out of her and flung it across the
room. Tears spilled down her face as she soothed her stretched cunt lips with her
fingertips, feeling her slit would never be the same again.
"Now we are even," he scoffed, "but I'm warning you, don't try anything like that
again or you'll be sorry." He knelt and kissed her gently.
"That was cruel, Shawn."
"I know." He kissed her neck and her breasts and, pushing her back, he trailed his
tongue right down to her cunt and licked and sucked it softly.
"Mmmmmmm-I still hate you, you b**st," she moaned and sniffed and then smiled.
His long probing tongue felt delicious sucking and sliding in and out of her raw slit. If
she stayed angry at him he would stop and she didn't want that.
His tongue circled her pink clit and he closed his lips around it and sucked it into his
mouth, and it was like sucking a tiny nipple.
"Ooohhh! that feels much better," she sniffed and brushed her tears away with her
hand and looked down at him kneeling between her legs.
He lifted his head, feeling her eyes on him, and he straightened up and dropped his
hand to his cock and started to rub it up. It sent delicious shivers through him, doing
it in front of her just like he had done it in front of Celia Rhodes. She had made him
do it, made him strip off his clothes and pull himself until he came, and then she'd tell
him to get hard again. and keep on pulling himself. It excited him thinking about it.
Jodi sighed and slid two fingers down to her twat and worked them around her clit
but it just didn't feel the same as Shawn sucking her. She watched his huge cock
head pistoning through his fingers and wished she was a man with a tool like that to
play with and to piss through like a hose.
"Watch me, Jodi," he groaned, falling on his back and spreading his legs so she
could see his balls and asshole.
"I don't want to watch you wanking yourself off; its a waste," she cried.
"It isn't; look at me, Jodi."
"All right, if you want me to," she gave in. "Wank yourself looking at my wet pussy."
She stretched out in front of him with her legs open and pulled apart her cuntlips and
stuck her fingers inside.
"It's beautiful," he cried.
"Then shoot your spunk up in the air so I can see it splash all over you," she urged.
"Oh, yes, Jodi, yes." He flogged his meaty fuck stick with his eyes fixed on her cunt,
drawing his fingers down to his stem so his prick stood up long and hard with
irregular purple veins standing up along it.
"Tell me what's going through your mind as you're pulling yourself off, Shawn," she
gasped, spreading open her legs as wide as she could.
"I'm thinking of you, how you were when you were just a k**," he gurgled. "If I had
fucked you then I'd have split your little cunt wide open with my prick and you'd have
screamed and begged me to stop." His hand moved faster, rising up to his prick
head so it topped his fist like a big mushroom.
"I was tight and I would have screamed if you had fucked me when I was ten," she
drawled as her fingers crept in and out of her twat.
"You fucking bitch," he hissed and the blood pounded at his temples as he thought of
her as she was when she was only a c***d with tight shorts cutting into her ass
cheeks. He imagined how good it would have been to have her alone, dragging
down her panties and pulling open her pink crack to stab his prick into her little cunt
as she writhed and howled ...
"You're about to come, Shawn," warned Jodi, recognizing all the signs. She chortled
as the first creamy blob of cream spat from his prick head followed by a gusher of
spunk shooting upward to splash down all over his belly. He pushed himself to his
feet with his prick still firing and the hot spunk running down the insides of his legs.
"Silly little boy that pulls himself off," laughed Jodi feeling smug. She pulled her
fingers from her cunt as he walked around her.
"Shit! But that felt good," he drawled and for no accountable reason he felt a little
ashamed of himself.
"Well, it did nothing for me, again," grunted Jodi "and it's as hot as hell in the house.
I'm going outside into the back garden. Are you coming?"
"No-I don't feel like getting dressed," he yawned and stretched himself. "Don't go,
stay here with me."
"I didn't say anything about getting dressed. No one will see us because the fences
are high. It'll be fun. Haven't you ever wanted to run wild with nothing on out in the
open?"
"I don't know. Maybe I have, but there's always been people around."
"There's no one around today, Shawn. We can get a great suntan. Come on."
They skipped through the house and into the back garden and felt the burning sun
soaking into their lithe bodies as they ran across the apron of lawn heading for the
trees and bushes down the back.
"We can swim and play tennis, with nothing on," chirped Jodi.
"Climb trees and wrestle with each other," laughed Shawn as she danced around
him with her breasts bouncing up and down and her buttocks quivering like jelly.
"Doesn't the sun feel fantastic, Shawn?"
"Yes." He picked up a. stick and waved it at her.
"No, don't," she cried and laughed.
He chased her the rest of the way to the trees with his limp cock swinging between
his legs.
"Don't you dare hit me with that stick, Shawn." She ran over to a swing and got on it.
"Give me a push to get me started," she begged.
"I don't want to." He went over to the swimming pool and stood looking at the blue
water. It was calm with hardly a ripple and he sat down on the grass and watched
Jodi on the swing.
"I can see over the fences," she cried as she went higher and higher.
"Get off before someone sees you," he shouted, thinking how lovely she was.
"I don't care if anyone does see me," she yelled back, but she stopped swinging and
came down and jumped off to join him. She fell down on the grass a few feet away
from him and squinted as the sun flashed into her eyes.
"It's the best birthday I've ever had, Jodi," he smiled at her. "Doing all the things I've
ever wanted to."
"I'm glad, Shawn. But we've only just started and we've got all night as well," she
reminded him.
"I was thinking, watching you on the swing. One day you'll meet some guy and get
married and have k**s, and I'll miss you a lot."
"Maybe I'll never get married," she said shading her eyes to look at him. "Have you
thought of that? Maybe there'll be the two of us for ever and ever and you'll make
love to me and I'll make love to you and we'll satisfy each other." She made a face at
him.
"I don't think so," he said glumly. "I wish it could be that way but it won't be. You're
too pretty and some guy will snap you up and I'll lose you." He frowned and listened
intently thinking he could hear the telephone or the front doorbell ringing.
"What's the matter?"
"I thought I heard something," he muttered.
"You're imagining it. Relax. There's no one else here."
"I thought I heard a bell ringing."
"Well, even if it did, we're not home," she grunted and wriggled around near him
behind a bush to get out of the sun.
"You're right." He took her head in his lap and played with her hair, feeling as if he
could drop off to sleep. It was a wonderful, lazy feeling.
She stared upward at the azure sky. Like he said, it wouldn't always be like this.
Already many things had changed. Only a year ago her father used to tuck her into
bed and while he tucked her in, his hands had roamed lightly over her body, touching
her forming breasts and stroking the mound of Venus between her legs. She liked
him touching her but for no reason at all he had stopped. Maybe he had thought she
was growing up and getting too knowing and might tell someone, quite innocently,
that he played with her.
"What are you thinking about, Jodi?"
"Nothing special," she lied, for she was thinking of the time she had burst into the
bathroom only a year ago and her father had come out of the shower naked. As they
faced each other his cock grew hard and his hand moved toward it and stopped, and
he shouted at her for barging in on him. Even then she had realized that she excited
him and that he thought sexually about her. But that was as far as it went.
"Jodi, don't tell me I'm imaging it. There is someone at the house. I can hear them
coming down the drive." He sat up and pushed her head from his lap.
"Oh, and I was nice and comfortable," she complained.
He lay on his stomach, pulling her down next to him so they could peer through the
bushes.
"You're too nervous, Shawn," she started.
"Shhhhhh! Look. It's a man coming down the side of the house carrying a bag. He
looks like a workman," he gasped. "Now he's knocking on the back door. Don't make
a sound and he might go away," he gulped.
"I can see him," she whispered, then giggled noisily.
"Quiet," he hissed. "For God's sake, what are you doing? Are you mad? Get down,
Jodi, he'll see you."
"I don't care," she said rising to her feet. "It could be very interesting. You stay and
watch."
"But, Jodi. You're naked ... "
With a toss of her head Jodi strolled out from behind the bushes.
"Jodi, come back here," he cried, but it was too late. She was striding brazenly
toward the house and the man could not help but see her and he was standing at the
back door with his mouth gaping wide open as she came toward him.
"Stupid little slut," snarled Shawn. She'd get them both into trouble. What the hell
was she up to?
Jodi swung across the lawn and waved at the man who was standing rooted to the
spot. As she reached him, she recognized him as the same plumber who had been
to the house before. Vaguely she remembered his name was Edward or Edwin or
something like that. He was beaming all over his silly face like he had never seen a
young naked girl before."
"Come to look at your pipes, he said as a way of introduction and his eyes shot all
over her.
"Edward, isn't it?" she smiled warmly and stopped a few feet from him.
"Yes, that's right," he mumbled.
"I'm Jodi. I'm afraid mummy and daddy are away and won't be back for a few days,
but you can still do whatever it was that you came to do," she finished, her eyes
laughing at him.
"Good. I haven't much to do," he swallowed not taking his eyes from her young,
swelling tits.
"Do you need to go into the house, Edward?"
"Yes, the bathroom. I could come back later, though."
"No. It's all right, really it is."
He followed her into the house, staring at her quivering buttocks bouncing in front of
him.
"I might even be able to give you a hand," she called over her shoulder. Turning in to
the bathroom, she faced him and looked him straight into his eyes as she leaned up
against the wall, her eyelashes fluttering innocently.
Shawn crouched behind the bushes waiting for her to come back. She didn't know
what she was doing. What on earth was keeping her? Didn't she realize what could
happen, or didn't she care?
"Been doing a little of sun bathing," mumbled Edward, as he dropped his bag of tools
on the floor and pretended to inspect the hot water tank.
"Yes. I can put some clothes on, though, if I'm distracting you!" she said gently.
"No, you're not distracting me," he gulped as she squatted down next to him and her
red twat gaped open. His eyes fixed on a dribble of cum oozing down the inside of
her leg. He started to sweat. She had made it quite clear that her parents were away
and she was probably on her own. It looked to him like she was just begging to be
fucked. He found a wrench in his bag and tightened a large nut on a pipe leading to
the sink. But it was dangerous to touch her till she made her intentions absolutely
clear. He flung the wrench back in to the bag and smiled at her.
"You slut, Jodi," snarled Shawn grinding his teeth. He'd have to go after her to see
what she was up to. He bent double and crept around the bushes. Now he was out
in the open and he raced across the lawn, expecting that at any moment the man
would come out of the house. He reached the back door out of breath but he didn't
go in. Instead he moved around the side of the house looking through the windows.
Now he heard voices and he stood on his toes and managed to look through the
bathroom window. He saw Jodi sitting on her haunches talking to the man squatting
opposite her, and they were both chatting like they were old friends. The man's eyes
were eating Jodi up and she appeared to be enjoying it.
"You're married and you say you have two c***dren, a girl and a boy, Edward," said
Jodi. "But you don't look old enough."
"I'm twenty-seven. How old are you, Jodi?"
"Eighteen, hot and bored," she said boldly, and her red lips pouted.
"Bored! A pretty thing like you."
"There's just nothing to do," she said blinking her big eyes. "I'm so glad you came,
for company, Edward. Can you stay a little while?"
"Yes," he choked. "I'm my own boss," he said proudly, "I can stay for as long as you
want." He dropped his hand on her knee.
"I'm so glad, Edward."
His hand slid along and dropped between her parted legs and touched her moist
twat.
"It's awful being alone," she sighed.
He nodded and slid his index finger up into her cunt and twirled it around.
"Shall we go into the lounge, Edward, where it's more comfortable and we can relax.
I could get you a drink!" She rose to her feet and moved away from him and his
finger slid from her slit reluctantly.
Shawn heard every word and he couldn't believe his ears. He was livid and at the
same time he was panic-stricken. She had made it perfectly clear that she was going
to give herself to the stranger to do with what he liked. He moved away from the
window and gingerly hobbled over the rough ground to the lounge room, not wanting
to let her out of his sight.
over onto her back with her legs sprawled wide open. He knew that she wanted him
to take the initiative, for him to be forceful and tough and even to hold her down and
maybe tie her outstretched legs to the bedposts and **** her. He realized all this in
a split second as her thoughts reached out to him desperately. Propping himself up
on one elbow, he fixed his eyes on her shaven cunt, thinking she probably shaved it
once a day to keep it so smooth. He could almost see her clit poking through her
twitching cunt lips.
"Take me, Shawn. Ravish me." Her body arched and her small bottom lifted a few
inches off the bed as she thrust her body toward him as an offering. "**** me,
Shawn. I need it."
"But I don't want to hurt you, Jodi."
"You won't. You can't." She forced herself to quiet down. "Not here, though. I want
you to fuck me in mommy's room, on her bed."
"Why? I can give it to you here just as easily."
"No, do what I ask. I did what you asked. Anyway, there are some things in her room
I want you to see; they're called sex aids. I think daddy uses them on mommy."
"I don't know. I don't think we ought to," he said, thinking about the last time he had
been in the room when his father had caught him and thrashed him for being in
there.
"They'll never know," she pressed excitedly and jumped up from the bed catching
sight of herself in the wardrobe mirror. There was a long mirror in their parents' room
and it would be nice to watch Shawn's cock plunging in and out of her with her legs
held up high and wide apart, she thought, as she skipped from the room.
"No, Jodi, come back," he called after her.
"I won't. If you want me you're going to have to come in here," she called back.
"Oooh, Shawn, come and have a look at these magazines and movies. And there's
an enormous wooden cock in the wardrobe. Surely daddy doesn't make mommy
take that."
Curiosity got the better of him and he dawdled out and stood in the hall looking at her
through the open door.
"Look, Shawn," she held up the wooden cock. "And this," she showed him a large
vibrator. "There's a plastic doll that you blow up and it got a cunt with hair around it,
see!"
He watched her inflating the rubber doll not believing his eyes.
"I think daddy fucks it," cried Jodi. "Doesn't it look real!"
She sat on the floor surrounded by things she had pulled from the wardrobe. There
were condoms and sexy cutaway underwear and a pack of cards spread everywhere
depicting couples having sex.
"Shit, Jodi," he gasped and went into the room.
"You know, Shawn. I think our parents are as bad as we are," she grinned.
"What are duo balls?" he squatted down next to her. "And ticklers. Here's a box
marked dildos ... "
"Take a look at these horny cassettes," she exploded and burst out laughing. Dial-a-
Dick and Nympho Housewife. Wow!"
"Boobs and Bums. l****a Stories," he mumbled, picking up two books."
"And I thought mom and dad were squares," she laughed. "We're going to have a
ball with this gear, darling brother."
"Do you think we should? I mean, they might find out and we'll be in awful trouble.
It's too risky. Let's go back to your room, Jodi."
"Risky! Are you crazy? You and me naked-that's risky. Us fucking each other-that's
i****t, and you can go to jail for it. So what's the harm in playing with a few silly old
sex aids?"
"I dunno," he shrugged, at a loss for an answer. She was right; they could go to jail
for screwing each other. It started to scare him. Maybe after she would tell someone
and all hell would break loose.
"Come on, Shawn. Be a man and lets have some fun." She fell back on the floor with
her legs sprawled wide open.
i****t, the word kept ringing in his ears as he stared at her red cunt hole hanging
wide open.
"Be a man," her lips mouthed at him.
"I am a man," he shouted at her.
"Then prove it. Here I am, waiting for you."
He shot a glance around the room at the double bed with the Spanish counterpane,
the dressing table littered with creams and lotions, and the heavy d****s hanging so
still at the bay window.
"Well," she whispered. "Are you going to fuck me?"
"Yes, you bitch, you fucking well know I am," he cursed and flung himself on top of
her with his hand diving down to pull open her slit.
"It's about time," she grunted. "Now I'll see how much of a man you are. I can take all
you've got."
"You cow," he snorted and covered her body, driving down hard between her
thrashing legs, his glistening prick expertly impaling her and sinking between her red,
sucking cunt lips right up to his heaving balls.
"Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhh!" she screamed wildly and her eyes rolled from side
to side opening wide as his fuck stick drove deep into her lower belly like a red-hot
poker, scything without mercy.
"I am a man," he shouted in her face as he dragged his prick all the way out and
looked down at his cum-drenched cock head.
"Yes, oh yes, my man," she cooed. "Don't stop now, though. Take me hard," she
begged in a frenzy. "You b**st, you're only playing with me," she moaned and
shuddered.
He chuckled and grasped his prick in his hand and shook the beads of her cum off it
on to her creamy thigh, knowing her body was aching to have it inside of her. He
stood up over her with his meaty fuck pole swinging between his legs and he looked
over at the mess of sex aids thoughtfully.
"You pig," she spat, sitting up and glaring at him. "I'll make you pay for that. You
know how badly I wanted it. She pushed herself up from the floor and rubbed her
inflamed cunt, trying not to look at his heaving fuck stick. She casually bent and
picked up the wooden cock and held it in her hand. It was fully eighteen inches long
and ornately carved. It was nearly as thick as her wrist and she smiled wickedly to
herself.
"Just look at these magazines Jodi," Shawn cried as he picked one up. "Here's one
about a gang bang, four guys and one chick ... "
Jodi caught her breath as she saw Shawn's buttocks open up as he bent down in
front of her. His little brown shit hole was like a target only inches in front of her. So
he liked having her soft pink tongue up it did he? Impulsively, she drew back her
hand holding the wooden penis. He'd wish he had stayed on top of her. She stabbed
the weapon accurately between his bum cheeks with all her force and the wooden
prick head drove deeply into his asshole.
"Yeeeeeeoooooow!" he bellowed, not expecting it, and his face twisted in pain.
"No you don't," she snarled and leaped up on his back, forcing him down on his
knees and still driving the wooden cock up his shit hole.
"Aaaaaaggggghhhhh, ooooohhhhh, noooooooo, Jodi, don't. You crazy slut." His
hands whipped around to try and pull the wooden cock out of his hole that was
stretched to the splitting point.
She laughed insanely and screwed the wooden cock in further, with all her strength,
and jumped back off him to look at the cruel weapon sticking out from his strained
shit hole. She had put fully six inches up him and he writhed and bucked to get it out
but she tore his fingers away and threw herself at him worming the wooden cock
deeper with her belly, all the way into his unfucked asshole.
"Nooooooo, eeeooowwww," he wept, his fingers spreading his ass cheeks to ease
the agonizing pain.
"You look fantastic, Shawn, with a prick up your ass. How does it feel, baby
brother?" she squealed with glee as he crawled around the room moaning and
sobbing.
"Y-you sadistic slut, Jodi. Pull it out of me. I-I hate you," he stuttered and wrapped
both hands around the wooden cock and tore it out of his shit hole and staggered to
his feet holding it. He fixed her with a malevolent look and without warning jumped
across the room and shoved her down on to the floor.
"What are you going to do? Oh my God, noooooooo ... " she screamed as he stuffed
the wooden cock into her mouth.
"Suck it," he hissed.
"Uuuugggghhhh," she spluttered as its sticky length went in to her mouth.
He gritted his teeth and pulled it from her mouth and held her spreadeagled on the
floor and forced her legs open. She was no longer so willing to show him her cunt
hole.
"No, Shawn, you mustn't. You don't know what you're doing," she howled in vain.
"I'll teach you," he snapped, thinking how good it'd look rammed into her asshole, but
instead he held open her cunt lips with two fingers and swept the wooden cock
between them.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh-no, Shawn, no. It's too big and. I can't take it," she wailed as
it savagely bore in to her, deeper and deeper until she felt she'd pass out with the
pain.
"No one will mistake you for a virgin," he laughed at her and stood up looking at the
wooden cock stuffed between her flaying legs with her red cunt lips wrapped around
it. It was a shame, he told himself, because now her cunt would be big and slack like
an old whore's when he took her, but she had asked for it.
"Sonofabitch," she whimpered as she drew the tool out of her and flung it across the
room. Tears spilled down her face as she soothed her stretched cunt lips with her
fingertips, feeling her slit would never be the same again.
"Now we are even," he scoffed, "but I'm warning you, don't try anything like that
again or you'll be sorry." He knelt and kissed her gently.
"That was cruel, Shawn."
"I know." He kissed her neck and her breasts and, pushing her back, he trailed his
tongue right down to her cunt and licked and sucked it softly.
"Mmmmmmm-I still hate you, you b**st," she moaned and sniffed and then smiled.
His long probing tongue felt delicious sucking and sliding in and out of her raw slit. If
she stayed angry at him he would stop and she didn't want that.
His tongue circled her pink clit and he closed his lips around it and sucked it into his
mouth, and it was like sucking a tiny nipple.
"Ooohhh! that feels much better," she sniffed and brushed her tears away with her
hand and looked down at him kneeling between her legs.
He lifted his head, feeling her eyes on him, and he straightened up and dropped his
hand to his cock and started to rub it up. It sent delicious shivers through him, doing
it in front of her just like he had done it in front of Celia Rhodes. She had made him
do it, made him strip off his clothes and pull himself until he came, and then she'd tell
him to get hard again. and keep on pulling himself. It excited him thinking about it.
Jodi sighed and slid two fingers down to her twat and worked them around her clit
but it just didn't feel the same as Shawn sucking her. She watched his huge cock
head pistoning through his fingers and wished she was a man with a tool like that to
play with and to piss through like a hose.
"Watch me, Jodi," he groaned, falling on his back and spreading his legs so she
could see his balls and asshole.
"I don't want to watch you wanking yourself off; its a waste," she cried.
"It isn't; look at me, Jodi."
"All right, if you want me to," she gave in. "Wank yourself looking at my wet pussy."
She stretched out in front of him with her legs open and pulled apart her cuntlips and
stuck her fingers inside.
"It's beautiful," he cried.
"Then shoot your spunk up in the air so I can see it splash all over you," she urged.
"Oh, yes, Jodi, yes." He flogged his meaty fuck stick with his eyes fixed on her cunt,
drawing his fingers down to his stem so his prick stood up long and hard with
irregular purple veins standing up along it.
"Tell me what's going through your mind as you're pulling yourself off, Shawn," she
gasped, spreading open her legs as wide as she could.
"I'm thinking of you, how you were when you were just a k**," he gurgled. "If I had
fucked you then I'd have split your little cunt wide open with my prick and you'd have
screamed and begged me to stop." His hand moved faster, rising up to his prick
head so it topped his fist like a big mushroom.
"I was tight and I would have screamed if you had fucked me when I was ten," she
drawled as her fingers crept in and out of her twat.
"You fucking bitch," he hissed and the blood pounded at his temples as he thought of
her as she was when she was only a c***d with tight shorts cutting into her ass
cheeks. He imagined how good it would have been to have her alone, dragging
down her panties and pulling open her pink crack to stab his prick into her little cunt
as she writhed and howled ...
"You're about to come, Shawn," warned Jodi, recognizing all the signs. She chortled
as the first creamy blob of cream spat from his prick head followed by a gusher of
spunk shooting upward to splash down all over his belly. He pushed himself to his
feet with his prick still firing and the hot spunk running down the insides of his legs.
"Silly little boy that pulls himself off," laughed Jodi feeling smug. She pulled her
fingers from her cunt as he walked around her.
"Shit! But that felt good," he drawled and for no accountable reason he felt a little
ashamed of himself.
"Well, it did nothing for me, again," grunted Jodi "and it's as hot as hell in the house.
I'm going outside into the back garden. Are you coming?"
"No-I don't feel like getting dressed," he yawned and stretched himself. "Don't go,
stay here with me."
"I didn't say anything about getting dressed. No one will see us because the fences
are high. It'll be fun. Haven't you ever wanted to run wild with nothing on out in the
open?"
"I don't know. Maybe I have, but there's always been people around."
"There's no one around today, Shawn. We can get a great suntan. Come on."
They skipped through the house and into the back garden and felt the burning sun
soaking into their lithe bodies as they ran across the apron of lawn heading for the
trees and bushes down the back.
"We can swim and play tennis, with nothing on," chirped Jodi.
"Climb trees and wrestle with each other," laughed Shawn as she danced around
him with her breasts bouncing up and down and her buttocks quivering like jelly.
"Doesn't the sun feel fantastic, Shawn?"
"Yes." He picked up a. stick and waved it at her.
"No, don't," she cried and laughed.
He chased her the rest of the way to the trees with his limp cock swinging between
his legs.
"Don't you dare hit me with that stick, Shawn." She ran over to a swing and got on it.
"Give me a push to get me started," she begged.
"I don't want to." He went over to the swimming pool and stood looking at the blue
water. It was calm with hardly a ripple and he sat down on the grass and watched
Jodi on the swing.
"I can see over the fences," she cried as she went higher and higher.
"Get off before someone sees you," he shouted, thinking how lovely she was.
"I don't care if anyone does see me," she yelled back, but she stopped swinging and
came down and jumped off to join him. She fell down on the grass a few feet away
from him and squinted as the sun flashed into her eyes.
"It's the best birthday I've ever had, Jodi," he smiled at her. "Doing all the things I've
ever wanted to."
"I'm glad, Shawn. But we've only just started and we've got all night as well," she
reminded him.
"I was thinking, watching you on the swing. One day you'll meet some guy and get
married and have k**s, and I'll miss you a lot."
"Maybe I'll never get married," she said shading her eyes to look at him. "Have you
thought of that? Maybe there'll be the two of us for ever and ever and you'll make
love to me and I'll make love to you and we'll satisfy each other." She made a face at
him.
"I don't think so," he said glumly. "I wish it could be that way but it won't be. You're
too pretty and some guy will snap you up and I'll lose you." He frowned and listened
intently thinking he could hear the telephone or the front doorbell ringing.
"What's the matter?"
"I thought I heard something," he muttered.
"You're imagining it. Relax. There's no one else here."
"I thought I heard a bell ringing."
"Well, even if it did, we're not home," she grunted and wriggled around near him
behind a bush to get out of the sun.
"You're right." He took her head in his lap and played with her hair, feeling as if he
could drop off to sleep. It was a wonderful, lazy feeling.
She stared upward at the azure sky. Like he said, it wouldn't always be like this.
Already many things had changed. Only a year ago her father used to tuck her into
bed and while he tucked her in, his hands had roamed lightly over her body, touching
her forming breasts and stroking the mound of Venus between her legs. She liked
him touching her but for no reason at all he had stopped. Maybe he had thought she
was growing up and getting too knowing and might tell someone, quite innocently,
that he played with her.
"What are you thinking about, Jodi?"
"Nothing special," she lied, for she was thinking of the time she had burst into the
bathroom only a year ago and her father had come out of the shower naked. As they
faced each other his cock grew hard and his hand moved toward it and stopped, and
he shouted at her for barging in on him. Even then she had realized that she excited
him and that he thought sexually about her. But that was as far as it went.
"Jodi, don't tell me I'm imaging it. There is someone at the house. I can hear them
coming down the drive." He sat up and pushed her head from his lap.
"Oh, and I was nice and comfortable," she complained.
He lay on his stomach, pulling her down next to him so they could peer through the
bushes.
"You're too nervous, Shawn," she started.
"Shhhhhh! Look. It's a man coming down the side of the house carrying a bag. He
looks like a workman," he gasped. "Now he's knocking on the back door. Don't make
a sound and he might go away," he gulped.
"I can see him," she whispered, then giggled noisily.
"Quiet," he hissed. "For God's sake, what are you doing? Are you mad? Get down,
Jodi, he'll see you."
"I don't care," she said rising to her feet. "It could be very interesting. You stay and
watch."
"But, Jodi. You're naked ... "
With a toss of her head Jodi strolled out from behind the bushes.
"Jodi, come back here," he cried, but it was too late. She was striding brazenly
toward the house and the man could not help but see her and he was standing at the
back door with his mouth gaping wide open as she came toward him.
"Stupid little slut," snarled Shawn. She'd get them both into trouble. What the hell
was she up to?
Jodi swung across the lawn and waved at the man who was standing rooted to the
spot. As she reached him, she recognized him as the same plumber who had been
to the house before. Vaguely she remembered his name was Edward or Edwin or
something like that. He was beaming all over his silly face like he had never seen a
young naked girl before."
"Come to look at your pipes, he said as a way of introduction and his eyes shot all
over her.
"Edward, isn't it?" she smiled warmly and stopped a few feet from him.
"Yes, that's right," he mumbled.
"I'm Jodi. I'm afraid mummy and daddy are away and won't be back for a few days,
but you can still do whatever it was that you came to do," she finished, her eyes
laughing at him.
"Good. I haven't much to do," he swallowed not taking his eyes from her young,
swelling tits.
"Do you need to go into the house, Edward?"
"Yes, the bathroom. I could come back later, though."
"No. It's all right, really it is."
He followed her into the house, staring at her quivering buttocks bouncing in front of
him.
"I might even be able to give you a hand," she called over her shoulder. Turning in to
the bathroom, she faced him and looked him straight into his eyes as she leaned up
against the wall, her eyelashes fluttering innocently.
Shawn crouched behind the bushes waiting for her to come back. She didn't know
what she was doing. What on earth was keeping her? Didn't she realize what could
happen, or didn't she care?
"Been doing a little of sun bathing," mumbled Edward, as he dropped his bag of tools
on the floor and pretended to inspect the hot water tank.
"Yes. I can put some clothes on, though, if I'm distracting you!" she said gently.
"No, you're not distracting me," he gulped as she squatted down next to him and her
red twat gaped open. His eyes fixed on a dribble of cum oozing down the inside of
her leg. He started to sweat. She had made it quite clear that her parents were away
and she was probably on her own. It looked to him like she was just begging to be
fucked. He found a wrench in his bag and tightened a large nut on a pipe leading to
the sink. But it was dangerous to touch her till she made her intentions absolutely
clear. He flung the wrench back in to the bag and smiled at her.
"You slut, Jodi," snarled Shawn grinding his teeth. He'd have to go after her to see
what she was up to. He bent double and crept around the bushes. Now he was out
in the open and he raced across the lawn, expecting that at any moment the man
would come out of the house. He reached the back door out of breath but he didn't
go in. Instead he moved around the side of the house looking through the windows.
Now he heard voices and he stood on his toes and managed to look through the
bathroom window. He saw Jodi sitting on her haunches talking to the man squatting
opposite her, and they were both chatting like they were old friends. The man's eyes
were eating Jodi up and she appeared to be enjoying it.
"You're married and you say you have two c***dren, a girl and a boy, Edward," said
Jodi. "But you don't look old enough."
"I'm twenty-seven. How old are you, Jodi?"
"Eighteen, hot and bored," she said boldly, and her red lips pouted.
"Bored! A pretty thing like you."
"There's just nothing to do," she said blinking her big eyes. "I'm so glad you came,
for company, Edward. Can you stay a little while?"
"Yes," he choked. "I'm my own boss," he said proudly, "I can stay for as long as you
want." He dropped his hand on her knee.
"I'm so glad, Edward."
His hand slid along and dropped between her parted legs and touched her moist
twat.
"It's awful being alone," she sighed.
He nodded and slid his index finger up into her cunt and twirled it around.
"Shall we go into the lounge, Edward, where it's more comfortable and we can relax.
I could get you a drink!" She rose to her feet and moved away from him and his
finger slid from her slit reluctantly.
Shawn heard every word and he couldn't believe his ears. He was livid and at the
same time he was panic-stricken. She had made it perfectly clear that she was going
to give herself to the stranger to do with what he liked. He moved away from the
window and gingerly hobbled over the rough ground to the lounge room, not wanting
to let her out of his sight.
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