WARNING:  This story contains scenes of graphic sex.   If subject matter 
of this nature does not interest you, do not read any farther.  

All events in this story are fictional.  All the characters in this 
story are fictional.  This is a fantasy. In other words, this is a tale 
in which physical acts and human responses are not limited to, nor 
necessarily based in, reality.  Some acts and responses in the story may 
be physically or physiologically improbable.  But I like to think 
believable...

This story is intended for the salacious entertainment of consenting 
adults.  Do not try to do any of the things described in this story.  
You will injure yourself or your partner.  Or be arrested, or shot by 
her father...

If you are under 18 years of age, go away.  This story will burn your 
eyeballs and fry your brain. 

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away.

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revulsion, jail sentences, or pleasure that result from reading this 
story.  

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Fair's fair, no?

That said, enjoy!...:) 

NightShade

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Jill and Ted

By NightShade

First posted 1/97,  rev. 12/98

Jill looked down at the pictures spread out on the bed in front of her.  
A shiver ran through her trim teen-aged frame.  It just hadn't seemed 
possible to do what those people were doing in those photos.  A week ago 
she would have never thought that something big, that long or that fat 
could fit all the way up inside her without splitting her wide open.  
Then she had discovered the pictures at her friend's house.  She had 
stared in horrified fascination at the acts that were beyond her 
imagination.  Just a week ago.  She had seen that the woman in the 
pictures could do it.  And now she knew she could, too.  At least, she 
knew she could do some of the things she had seen in the pictures.

She remembered back to last week.  She had been staring at the pictures, 
just like she was now.  She couldn't imagine any woman wanting anything 
that big, like the man's thing, stuffed, or rammed up inside her.  But 
the pictures clearly showed it going in all the way into her slit, and 
some showed it going all the way up into her back hole and down her 
throat, too.  The woman in the photos looked like she liked it.  No, she 
loved it.  

Jill had thought that the pictures of that lady sucking on that fat cock 
were yucky.  But the more she stared at them, the more it tingled down 
there between her legs.  She had started to get damp.  There was 
something about just thinking about holding an excited cock in her 
hands, kissing it softly, feeling his strong hands behind her head, 
pushing, pushing, pushing until she was forced to accept it into her 
mouth.  With his hands still pushing, it would go deeper and deeper into 
her mouth.  Maybe even down her throat.

Jill jerked as she came back from her daydream.  God!  Now she was 
really wet!  She back looked back down at the picture of the lady 
sucking on the man's cock.  She looked like she especially liked sucking 
on it, and you could see it going all the way down her throat!  Just 
like in her daydream.

Jill knew that pictures like these could be posed.  She had caught 
glimpses of the adult magazines at the store and those awful ones under 
her brother's bed.  But these were different.  These were pictures her 
friend April had given her, and they were pictures of April's Mom and 
Dad.  She and April had found them in a box in April's parent's closet 
and they had taken a bunch of them.  So if April's Mom looked like she 
was enjoying what she was doing, then she probably was.

Jill and April had been inseparable their whole first year of Junior 
High School.  At 13 years of age, they felt they were grown women, even 
though their bodies weren't quite fully developed.  April was showing 
signs of getting big boobs, and the boys were always hanging around her.  
Jill's development was less pronounced.  She still had the figure of a 
young girl, with just the slightest broadening hint of her hips that 
would someday flare in womanly splendor.  Her ass was high and rubbery.  
It didn't wiggle all over the place like April's did, but several of the 
boys had pinched it, trying to feel it.  She didn't know how she felt 
about that.  She liked it that they wanted to touch it, but the pinches 
hurt.

Jill's chest was her biggest concern.  Or should she say, her smallest.  
At 13, she had hoped she would have had more to show for her life's 
work.  There was barely any swelling there at all.  The only things that 
broke the plane of her chest were two nipples, which right now were 
quite aroused.  

Jill remembered she had pulled the neck of her tee shirt out and looked 
down at them as she sat on the bed.  The dark red nipples really stuck 
out when she felt tingly like this.  She had rubbed her finger over one 
and pulled it away quickly.  It hurt.  Kind of.  But it kind of felt 
good at the same time, too.  

The next time Jill gently caressed the nubs using just her fingertips, 
and tingles filled her chest.  They traveled down to her slit, making 
her shudder with delight.  She leaned back against the headboard, still 
looking at the pictures.  A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she continued 
to touch her erect nipples until suddenly she had a tiny spasm that 
shook her tummy in little ripples.  She felt wet between her legs, and a 
big spot grew on her shorts like she had peed herself.

Jill had had to go downstairs and get some clean panties and another 
pair of shorts.  She remembered she got off the bed, had put the 
pictures in the nightstand drawer, and had gone down to the basement.  
She and her older brother, Ted, lived with their Mom in an old two-story 
house way out in the country.  The two siblings split the chores because 
their mother worked two jobs, one at the local diner and the other at a 
club about 15 miles outside of town.  She didn't get home until real 
late, so, if the two kids wanted clean clothes, they had to do laundry.  
It had been Ted's turn to do the laundry last week.  Jill didn't like it 
when it was his turn to do the laundry because Ted always did it at the 
last minute and saved the folding till nobody had anything to wear.  
Like then, when her panty drawer was empty.  Again.

So Jill had gone down the stairs.  She was not trying to be quiet, but 
she had taken her shoes off when she was on her bed.  She turned to go 
into the laundry room, and stopped abruptly.  She saw Ted standing 
there, and it was obvious he had not heard her coming.  Jill had given a 
small gasp, quieted by her hand, which she put over her mouth.  It was 
obvious Ted wasn't doing the laundry, either.  At least, not the way 
their Mom had told them to.  

Ted had been standing there with his pants and underwear down around his 
ankles, moving his hand slowly up and down his thing, like he was making 
love to it.  His eyes were closed and his head was tilted slightly back.  
His mouth hung loosely open and he was breathing hard, like he had just 
worked out.  He had a pair of her new panties in his hand, wrapped 
around his long, hard organ.  He had her new sexy red ones that Mom 
didn't know about!

His cock mesmerized Jill.  She wasn't even upset about him using her 
panties to rub on his cock.  She couldn't stop staring at it.  It was 
even bigger that April's Dad's.  It seemed to draw her over to it, and 
she had move mindlessly into the laundry room.

Ted didn't hear her coming until she had almost reached him.  He started 
to yell at her until he saw she was staring at his cock, and that she 
wasn't mad.  She had a glazed look in her eyes that excited him.  He was 
kind of proud of his prick.  It was the biggest one in the school, but 
he didn't know it would have this kind of power over girls.  Shit!  Even 
his own sister!

Jill didn't realize what she was doing until she found herself on her 
knees in front of her brother, holding his penis.  It was so long and 
hard.  And hot.  It felt like it was burning her hands.  She looked down 
at herself, and recognized that she was in the same position as the 
April's Mom was in the pictures.  She giggled to herself.  Looking up at 
her brother, she brushed a stray lock of her auburn hair off her 
forehead.  Ted looked like he was holding his breath, waiting for 
something to happen.

"Can I suck on it, Ted?"

His mouth dropped open.  He stuttered and stammered, but eventually 
said, "Yeah, sure.  Be my guest!"

He leaned back against the washing machine, propping himself on his 
elbows.  Jill pulled on the stiff organ until it was aiming right at her 
face.  She put out her tongue and touched it to the tip of the large 
head.  Ted let out all his breath in one big whoosh at that light 
contact.  

"Did that hurt?" she asked quickly, afraid she had done something wrong.

"N-nnno.  Keep going.  I'm all right.  Just fine."

The angry red head staring at her with its single eye was huge.  Jill 
opened her mouth as wide as she could and it just barely fit in.  Her 
lips were stretched tightly around the shaft as she pushed her head down 
until the bulbous head hit her tonsils.  She opened her eyes wide.  
There were still six more inches below her nose, still outside of her 
mouth.  She pulled back up a bit and then down, trying to get more in.

Ted groaned.  She tried to pull off and see if he was OK, but he had 
tangled his hands in her shoulder length hair and was holding her tight. 
At first she resisted his controlling her, but then she let him move her 
head at will.  It was just like in her daydream and she started creaming 
again in her shorts.  She was glad she hadn't changed to a fresh pair.

With each firm stroke he moved her head closer to his body, the head 
nudging deeper and deeper.  It met resistance when it had no place to go 
but down her tight throat.  Ted kept pumping her head up and down, each 
time pushing a little harder on the down stroke.  Finally, as the head 
nudged in for the fifth time, she swallowed and the shaft went all the 
way down.  She had done it!  She had the whole thing in!  And from the 
sounds Ted was making, he seemed pleased, too.  She knew it turned her 
on as she could feel something running down her inner thigh.

Ted continued to move her head up and down, now forcing her lips over 
the entire length of his shaft for several minutes.  The longer he used 
her, the easier the fat head went down her throat.  Finally, he let go 
of her hair and she continued to do move her head up and down on her 
own.  

Ted continued to grunt and groan, between giving her instructions, such 
as to go faster, or slower, suck harder, how to move her tongue and so 
on.  As she was speeding up her mouth actions, she felt the head 
swelling.  Ted grasped her head tight again and grunted really loud.  A 
salty, sticky substance filled her mouth, and she had to swallow to keep 
from having it leak down her chin.  She wasn't sure what had happened, 
but the stiffness was going out of Ted's cock and she had to suck real 
hard to get it stiff again.

Finally, when it was as stiff as when she had started Ted let her head 
go and pulled her off his cock.  She looked up at him, a dribble of cum 
and saliva running down her chin.

"Not bad, Twerp.  Where did you learn how to do that?  And what are you 
doing down here?"

Suddenly, Jill remembered her stained shorts and blushed.  

"I needed a pair of panties, Duffus, but I can see you're wearing them."

It was Ted's turn to blush.  

"Yeah, well, what did you do, wet your pants?  Let's see, shall we?"

With that, he grabbed her under her armpits and spun around, lifting her 
up, so she was sitting on the edge of the washing machine.  He grabbed 
her knees and spread them apart.  

He looked her in the eye, and then let his eye travel to her crotch.  It 
was still wet, wetter now than it had been before she came down into the 
basement and sucked him off.  Jill turned a bright red.  She was 
embarrassed, but strangely excited.  Her breath was still rapid and 
shallow.

Ted slowly ran a finger over the damp spot in her crotch, pressing the 
fabric into the crease underneath.  He could tell the lips were swollen 
from their normal state and let his finger linger over them as he traced 
their outline in the damp cloth.  He had seen their normal state almost 
every night for the last two years when she took her bath.  A tiny hole 
in his closet wall looked right into the bathroom.  He had been spying 
on her since he had first found the peephole, jacking off each time.  

So he knew the lips were puffy now.  And that turned him on.  He reached 
up and grabbed the waistband of her shorts with both hands and pulled 
them down.  He didn't even have to tell her to lift.  She automatically 
lifted her hips to help him.  Her white panties came down at the same 
time and suddenly he found himself with a close up view of her hairless 
pussy for the first time.  

He explored the dripping slit with his finger, roughly jabbing it in.

"Owww.  That hurts.  Do it easier, OK?"

Ted grinned, a little embarrassed.  He didn't want her to think he was a 
virgin, but this was his first time.  He didn't even mind it was his 
little sister.  

He pulled his finger out and began again, this time using his thumbs to 
gently spread the outer lips to expose the tender pink flesh underneath.  
Now it was his turn to be mesmerized.  Without knowing what he was 
doing, he sank to his knees, pulled her legs over his shoulders and dove 
in to the virgin twat laid out in front of him.  He didn't hear the high 
pitched squeals of delight that filled the basement because her soft 
inner thighs hugged his head, covering his ears.  He was in a sightless, 
soundless aromatic wonderland that, until this moment, he had only 
dreamed about.

His tongue went wild, poking and stroking, licking and flicking the 
steaming, musky-smelling cavern spread out before him.  He traced the 
inner folds down, following their soft contours until they merged with 
the puffy labia.  His tongue traveled quickly over her pudendum and 
teased her cherry little asshole.  He felt her reaction to this move, as 
she stiffened her whole body for a moment.  Then she ground her girlish 
ass back against his probing tongue.  Ted just about lost his load right 
then.

Instead, he pulled his tongue back upwards and traced her slit to the 
apex of her sex, her clit.  For a young girl, Jill had a well-developed 
nub hidden down inside the folds of skin.  With all of her recent sexual 
discoveries, this was one she hadn't gotten around to fully exploring as 
yet, so this feeling of having that part excited was entirely new to 
her.  She knew it felt good when she rubbed herself down there, but 
hadn't bothered yet to find out why.  She was just about to find out.

Ted circled the tiny bump of skin with his tongue.  He could feel 
something hidden down under it, and with the persistency of youth he 
went after it relentlessly.  Jill was going crazy with his efforts.  Her 
small heels pounded relentlessly down on his back, beating a rhythm of 
sexual ecstasy against his vertebrae.  An added benefit was that the 
vibrations of her kicks were directly translated to her cunt via his 
jaw.  It felt great.  She had her own personal vibrator, complete with a 
skillful tongue.  

Jill screamed and shook all over when Ted's teeth gnawed at her now 
exposed clit.  The sudden gush of slick fluid that spurted out from her 
cunt surprised them both as it squirted into his open, sucking mouth.  
Ted moved away from her clit while she was still clenching and releasing 
her legs spasmodically and stuck his tongue up her cunt like a tiny 
penis.  Because of her spread legs, he was able to penetrate quite 
deeply, and his tongue ran into her vestigial barrier.  He jerked back, 
as he realized his sister was a virgin.

For the record, Ted, although he was her brother and all, and generally 
felt pretty protective of Jill, was also a jerk.  He had heard about how 
tight virgins were supposed to be.  Now he had one in his hands.  
Literally.

Jill was still a little incoherent from her orgasm and didn't notice 
when Ted stood up.  He lifted her slightly and slid her hips to the very 
edge of the washing machine.  He moved in closer to her and touched the 
tip of his stiff prick to her pussy.  She didn't seem to notice it.  He 
nudged it in a little further.  

She noticed that.  She caught her breath and held it.  With fearful eyes 
she looked down her body to the juncture of their two bodies.  Her eyes 
widened as she saw how big he was.  She looked back up at him, her fear 
evident in her eyes.  So was the lust.  She didn't stop him.

He pushed the fat head in a little deeper, until it met up with her 
hymen.  He looked down at her.  His heart was racing almost as fast as 
hers.  He knew it would hurt her, but that wasn't going to stop him from 
tearing off his first piece of pussy.  

"This may hurt a little since this is your first time.  Here.  Bite on 
this."

Ted stuffed a roll of socks into her mouth.  Then, without giving her 
any time to say anything or think about it, he lunged up inside her, 
tearing through the barrier with only a slight hesitation.  

To Jill, it felt like a baseball bat was suddenly being shoved up inside 
her.  She screamed in pain, but only a slight muffled sound came out of 
her sock-filled mouth.  She tried to climb off the intruding shaft but 
his grip on her hips was like iron.  There was no way for her to escape 
the painful spearing that he was giving her.  

Tears of pain leaked from the corners of her cornflower blue eyes, 
trickling down her cheeks.  Ted ignored her screams and her tears, deaf 
blind and uncaring about her pain.  He did stop moving after he was 
completely buried in her cunt.  Not for her benefit, however.  The 
tightness on his cock was unbelievable.  It was true what they said.  
Every fuckin' last word.  There was nothing like a virgin.

The pain in Jill's stretched and torn cunt slowly lessened and other 
feelings began to overwhelm the skewered girl.  Sensitive nerves that 
had never been touched before were now sending strong `fuck-me' signals 
to her brain.  She might have been able to override a few of them, but 
after staring at all those pictures, lusting for just this very thing, 
the prick inside her was too big and touched too many for her to put up 
any kind of a fight.  Even if she had wanted to.  She succumbed to the 
urgent erotic messages and began to move her hips back and forth on the 
iron pole.  Each hip movement made the shaft touch a different area.  
She found the areas she like best and did those a lot.  Her legs wrapped 
around his hips and she locked her ankles, pulling him all the way 
inside.

Ted began to fuck in and out, the tightness of her cunt and her 
tentative motions getting to him.  He knew it wouldn't be long until he 
shot with all this stimulation.  Her tight twat was milking his cock 
like no other had before.  Not that he'd had any before.  But he 
instinctively knew this one was special.

Jill plunged over the edge just before Ted did.  She was still screaming 
into the socks as he filled her love box to overflowing with sticky 
white semen.  They hung on each other for a couple of minutes catching a 
second wind.

"Not bad, Twerp.  Not bad at all."  Then he had pulled out and gone 
upstairs, the laundry and his sister forgotten.  He just left her 
sitting on the washer naked from the waist down.

That had been a week ago.  They had fucked every day the past week at 
least once a day, sometimes as many as four.  Both of them were young 
and virile and insatiable.  Ted had never taken any more consideration 
of her than he had the first time.  He would cum, and go.  Fortunately, 
Jill was usually so horny it didn't take much to get her off.  She spent 
most of those days in her room, staring at the photos, then, when she 
heard Ted, or he called for her, she would run to his room and they 
would suck and fuck.  It was really a kind of masturbation.

That had been the way it had gone, until today.  Today was going to be 
different.  Ted, the jerk, couldn't keep his mouth shut.  So today, Mark 
was coming over.  He was supposed to be Ted's best friend and was, as 
Ted put it, an `ass man.'  That sounded so vulgar, but it excited her.  
She looked down at her small chest.  Good thing he wasn't a `tit man.'

Jill put the pictures on the bed away and dressed quickly.  She pulled a 
pink tank top over her head and a matching pleated skirt.  She left off 
her panties on a wicked impulse.  She brushed her dark hair until it 
shown.  She borrowed a little of her Mom's lipstick and eye shadow.  It 
made her look a little older, she thought.  Finally ready, she took a 
last look at herself in the mirror.  She knew she looked hot.

Just as she was coming downstairs, Ted and Mark walked in.  The three of 
them just stood there and stared at each other.  Jill was in awe of 
Mark.  He was older than she was and he was on the football team, too.  
She had had a crush on him for as long as she could remember.  But then, 
all the girls did.  He was just that kind of a guy.  Tall, dark, and 
rich.  And now he was here to fuck her.  Or so she hoped.

Finally, to break the ice, she smiled at him.  Going over to him, she 
put both her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth.  It was a 
long, hot kiss.  His inexperienced hands, having no particular place to 
go, gravitated towards her rubbery cheeks.  He fondled them through the 
wool of her skirt, and then slipped underneath.  The enlargement in the 
front of his pants between their bodies evidenced his surprise at 
finding bare skin.  She finally broke the kiss after several minutes.

"Ooohhh, is that for me?" she teased him, rubbing her tummy on his 
prick.

She let loose of his neck and went down on her knees in front of him.  
She had learned a lot the last week, one of them was how to undo men's 
belts and pants quickly and efficiently.  Mark's pants and shorts were 
down around his knees before he knew what was happening.  Not that he 
would have stopped her.

Jill massaged his swollen cock with her soft hands until it was sticking 
straight up in the air.  She then tugged it down to point at her mouth 
and promptly swallowed his prick to the hilt.  Mark, surprised by the 
sudden sensation of total warm wetness surrounding him, lost his balance 
and fell backwards on his butt on the floor.  Jill didn't even break 
stroke and didn't let loose of him, but followed him down.  She did 
giggle afterwards with him deep in her mouth, causing Mark even more 
thrilling sensations.  He had been so keyed up for this hot piece of ass 
that he came in about two minutes of Jill's hard sucking.  Jill noticed 
that Mark's sperm tasted a bit different, but she liked them both.

She turned to Ted, and lifted her eyebrow in a question, licking her 
lips slowly in a lewd invitation.  He had his pants down in a flash and 
she sucked him to climax in about three minutes.  Smacking her lips, she 
turned back to Mark.

"Let me get you hard again, and you can fuck me, OK?" she said to him.

He just nodded dumbly.  This was too easy.  God, how did this dumb shit 
get his sister to act like this.  Yeah, his cock is big, but so what?  
He'd always heard size didn't matter to a woman.  Maybe that wasn't 
true?

Jill bent to her chosen task and soon he was hard again.  Not letting 
him get up, she straddled his body and eased his prick into her twat.  
He was shorter than Ted, but a little thicker around the base.  She had 
to rut back and forth a couple of times before she could get all the way 
down the thick shaft.  But once she was seated, she found that his extra 
thickness stretched her tight and let his prick rub right on her clit 
whenever she twisted just right.  The electric shocks when she did that 
traveled from her clit to every part of her body.  She was getting more 
and more aroused and rode him like a wild man.

Ted, for his part, just stared at the rutting couple.  It was exciting 
as all hell to fuck his sister, but it was even more exciting to watch 
someone else fuck her.  He started running through all the guys he knew, 
especially the ones with big dicks that he thought he might like to pal 
around with.  He didn't stop to think about what Jill might think of him 
pimping her out for his social benefit.  Ted was just that kind of 
asshole, a real nice guy.

As he watched his sister fuck herself on Mark's hard cock, he stroked 
his own huge dick.  It was still wet with her spit, and he liked the 
sounds it made as it squished up and down in his tight fingertunnel.

Mark finally caught his breath.  He hadn't been in the house 15 minutes 
and already he had had a great blowjob and was now getting the fuck of 
his life.  This little cunt was serious meat!  Better than either of the 
other two bitches he had fucked.  He began to buck his hips up, trying 
to drive his prick out of the top of her head.

The first lunge of his hips caught her by surprise and it knocked her 
over forwards.  She landed on his solid chest.  He instinctively reached 
up around her to catch her, not wanting her to fall off his prick.  As 
soon as she was stable again, his hands moved down to her ass.  He 
already knew she was naked under her skirt, so he hiked it up and tucked 
it under her waistband to get it out of the way.  

His hands covered and squeezed the firm globes, kneading the soft flesh.  
Jill closed her eyes and rested her cheek on his chest.  He felt more 
than heard her contented moans as he continued to manipulate her ass 
cheeks.  She didn't even move when he pulled them apart and brushed up 
and down the exposed crack with his fingertips.

She did hold her breath when the first finger slipped in up to the first 
knuckle.  Skewered in both orifices, she began to do a rapid little 
dance on the end of his finger.  She wasn't trying it dislodge it.  
Every time he would pull back a little, she would follow as far as she 
could, then give a little whimper when it pulled out.  

Finally, he jammed his finger in all the way to the palm.  She arched 
her back up, lifting off his chest and screamed.  Then she went wild on 
his cock. After about three minutes of her frenzied actions, he lunged 
up with his hips and shot his second load in 20 minutes into this 
amazing 13-year-old cunt.  He collapsed onto his back; convinced he was 
done for the day.

Jill rolled off her idol.  She was satisfied she had made him cum.  His 
finger had hurt her when he shoved it in so hard, but if April's Mom 
could take a whole big cock up there, she was sure she could, too.  So 
she had not pulled away from his finger, and soon enough it felt good.  
Really good.

She looked over at her brother as he stood there, making love to 
himself.  She grinned.  He really seemed to like doing that.  Maybe that 
was why it was so big.  She would have to ask other guys how often they 
stroked themselves and then see how big they were.  

She spread her legs in invitation, the creamy white cum from her first 
encounter with Mark dribbling down her ass crack onto the carpet.  She 
didn't care.  Running her fingers up and down her sparsely covered cunt, 
she used two to spread the lips and then stuck the middle one into her 
steaming cauldron.  

Ted grinned down at his sister.  She was hot and he had just the hose to 
put out her fire.  He fell on her, not even giving her time to move her 
hand.  Her breath rushed out of her lungs as he landed on her.  With a 
swift, now practiced move, he shoved his prick into her open vagina.  

Without a pause to see if she was OK, he pulled all the way out again, 
and shoved it back in.  He did it again and again, harder each time.  It 
was like he was punishing her for enjoying herself with Mark.  This went 
on for some time until he heard Mark talking to him.

"Hey, roll over, Ted."

Ted just shook his head `No' and kept plowing into his sister.  He 
figured he'd finish, then Mark could do her again.  He was just on the 
backstroke when he felt something.  He froze.

Mark had kneeled over his thighs and nudged his prick against Ted's 
buttcrack.  

"Doesn't make a bit of difference to me which of your asshole I fuck, 
but I'll bet it makes a difference to you, doesn't it?" he heard 
whispered in his ear.

He nodded quickly in agreement.

"So roll over nice and slow, asshole, and hold on to her tight.  If 
you're lucky, you just might enjoy this, too."

Ted looked down at Jill, who had apparently not heard the whispering.  
Her eyes were closed and she was grunting with each fierce lunge he 
made.  With an unpracticed move, he held on to her and slowly rolled 
over onto his back, leaving her lying on top of him.  He managed the 
move without dislodging her.

Mark grabbed onto the slim hips that were now presented to him.  He 
lifted them up, bending the cock in Jill's cunt at an awkward, but not 
terribly painful angle.  A shorter prick would have slipped out.  Mark 
then urged Jill to pull her knees up under her, which she did.  Then, 
with no warning and very little preparation, Mark grabbed the thick 
shaft of his prick, pointed and lunged like a tackle coming off the line 
at the snap of the ball.

Jill's eyes just about bugged out of her head.  Chords stood out in her 
neck and the veins in her forehead and temples stood out in bas-relief.  
Her breath had been forced from her lungs and with the grip Ted had on 
her, she couldn't seem to catch her breath.  Her face went from panic-
white to red to cyanotic as she fought for, and finally caught some air.  

She had known this was going to happen.  She had even looked forward to 
it.  But not like this.  Not this pain.  Not so brutal.  She tried to 
rear back, but Ted was holding her tight.  She looked down at him to try 
to plead with him.  She didn't even try.  The bloodlust was in his eyes.  
He was getting off on her pain.  Her own brother.  She tried to stand 
up, but Mark was lying on her back.  His legs blocked hers, so she 
couldn't straighten them out.  

And the pain.  The pain was excruciating.  A hot fat poker from the fire 
was branding her asshole, tearing her apart.  Never, never had she felt 
anything that hurt this bad.  She clenched all her muscles and once more 
she tried to buck of the invader, but he was in too deep.  They were 
both too strong for her.  So she did the only thing she could do.  

She screamed.  She knew there was no one to hear.  She screamed anyway.  
Then again, redoubled as Mark buried the last of his shaft deep into her 
bowels.  This just fucking hurt.  Bad.  When her voice gave out, she 
just lay there, grunting.  And swore this would never happen to her 
again.

It didn't get better when Mark pulled back and lunged back in again.  It 
wasn't better the next time either.  It didn't help when Ted picked up 
the rhythm and bucked up underneath her, driving his prick home into her 
cunt.  That didn't hurt, but it didn't help the pain, not one bit.

The two older boys went at it for some time, alternately plunging into 
her ass or her cunt.  They went slow, but rammed their cocks home each 
time with all of their considerable strength.  The pain reduced her 
normal vaginal secretions, making the going tougher for Ted.  That 
increased the friction on the sensitive tissues of his cock, making him 
cum faster than he normally would have.

The extreme tightness of her ass had the same effect on the bigger jerk.  
With a tremendous lunge, he lifted the unresisting girl completely off 
the cock in her cunt and up into the air.  With a guttural grunt, he 
dribbled two meager squirts of cum into her rectum, not nearly enough to 
sooth the ravaged tissues he left there as he limply withdrew.

Jill lay under the panting lineman.  She was still in shock.  She 
couldn't bring herself to focus on the brutality of what had just 
happened.  All she could think of was that April's Mom was smiling in 
the pictures.  She knew she was.  But this just hurt.  Bad.  How come?

She finally managed to wiggle out from under the semi-conscious youth 
and got to her knees.  She looked over and saw that her brother had 
rolled over on his side and was curled up into a fetal position.  He was 
asleep, dead to the world.  He was always like that after he fucked her.

She looked over at Mark, then at her brother.  Fuck them, she thought.  
There were other cocks out there that wouldn't hurt her like that.  She 
suddenly realized she didn't need these two, no matter how big.  She 
hesitated a bit when she remembered just how big, but the pain in her 
ass drove her on.  She knew just what she needed to make these two leave 
her alone.

She moved over to her brother and dragged his sleeping form over next to 
Mark.  She then leaned over Mark and cajoled him onto his side into a 
spoon with her bother.  He was still in a post-orgasmic stupor and 
thought he was spooning with her.

Reaching down between the two male bodies, she found the blood and shit 
covered prick that had just been buried in her ass and took in her hand.  
With her tongue in his ear, whispering dirty words and working on his 
reviving member, she quickly had Mark hard again.

"Ooohhh, do me again, Mark, honey.  Do me again, only harder.  Ram it in 
my ass all at once, OK?  I like it when it hurts like that.  Make me 
scream, real loud.  You like that, too, don't you, baby.  Come on, you 
can do it.  Here, I'll reach back and hold it for you.  All you have to 
do is ram it home.  Deep in my tight, tight asshole.  Oooohhhh, Assman, 
come on.  That's going to hurt me so good.  Ready?  OK..."

She held his bloody cock in her tiny hand.  She aimed it at the relaxed 
rosebud of her brother's anus.  Her aim never wavered.  They were both 
shit heads.

"...NOW!"

The football player's arms automatically wrapped themselves around the 
sleeping form as he charged off the mark for the second time that day, 
making escape impossible.  His well-aimed prick disappeared into the 
depths of the unsuspecting rectum in front of him.  Jill just managed to 
extricate herself from the homosexual bonding.  She needed to carry out 
the second part of her extemporaneous plan.

Ignoring the pain in her ass, Jill dashed up the stairs to her room.  
She grabbed the Polaroid camera she had borrowed from April.  These 
weren't the kind of pictures she had been hoping for this afternoon.  
However, after what she had just experienced, she instinctively knew she 
was going to need something to keep those two buttheads from doing it to 
her again whenever they felt like it or keep them from telling everybody 
else about it.  She would find her own hard cocks, thank you very much.

Her brother finally caught on to what was happening to him just as she 
was coming back down the stairs.  The angle was perfect, the lighting 
just right, the camera loaded with color film.  It was a great shot.  
Both of the boy's faces were in focus, Ted's asshole was clearly 
swallowing about half of Mark's cock, and his look of surprised pain as 
it did looked very much like ecstasy at that captured moment.  Ted's 
huge swollen cock firmly in the grasp of Mark's hand made the photo look 
like something else was going on, indeed.

Ted continued to fight like a tiger, bucking and kicking, trying to 
dislodge the other boy from his ass.  Mark just held on, inflamed by his 
victim's resistance.  He was in too deep and had too good a hold on the 
frantic teenager to be unseated.  He was in for the duration and, as he 
had already come three times in the last hour, it was going to be a 
long, bumpy ride.  He was also stroking Ted's throbbing cock all the 
while, and he was strangely excited by the feel of it.

Jill continued to snap photos from every angle, her pain pushed aside.  
Her brother became more frenzied, then froze.  A look of horror crossed 
his face as he looked down and watched himself cum in huge spurts of 
white sticky cum with another man's hand wrapped around his pulsating 
meat.  Mark's satisfied groans as he emptied his own load into Ted 
started the tears running down Ted's face.  

Neither boy noticed Jill taking her incriminating photos.  When she was 
finished, she went up to her room quietly, leaving the two `lovers' on 
the floor of the family room.

Jill picked up the telephone and dialed a number.  As she waited, she 
pulled out a series of photos she had found that day that she didn't 
think April had seen.  The pictures showed her Mom with a cock up her 
ass, in her cunt and mouth, and with a mouth in her cunt.  She was 
definitely loving it.  Even more than in the other shots they had seen.  
But it wasn't April's Dad in the pictures with her.  Jill shivered as 
she lightly touched the arousing photos.  She was still determined to 
enjoy sex any and every way.

"Hello, April?  Hi, this is Jill.  Uh, no.  No pictures.  No, Mark 
didn't show up.  Yeah, bummer.  Oh, well, his loss, huh?  Oh, by the 
way, I asked my Mom.  She said it would be OK for you to leave your dog, 
Wolf, with us when you go on your trip next week.  Yeah.  Two weeks.  
I'll take care of him myself..."  

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End of story

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