Cousin in bondage

CHAPTER ONE

"Stop it! Take that thing away from me!"

Patty backed away from her cousin Jack, her eyes wide with terror. He was holding his stiff eight-inch cock in one hand. Black cock hairs bristled around the opened fly while his balls rested on the faded blue material of his halved Levi's. He was smiling savagely at her, his white teeth contrasting sharply against his black moustache. The teenaged blonde was trembling as she watched his fingers work slowly back and forth over the thickly-veined outer skin of his cock. He was lubing his cock down with the clear fluid oozing from his piss-slit.

"Come on, Patty, you need a good hot fuck with this mother," Jack snarled, his face contorted with lust.

"Ohhh, no…"

Her voice sounded so small, lost in the barn that the two of them were in. Patty backed up a little more, her sandals slipping on the loose straw covering the dirt floor. The smell of stale piss hung in the thick, hot air like perfume. Her eyes darted about, searching for an escape. But the only way out was the big double door that was now locked shut behind her cousin.

"You came in here hopin' to find me, right, Patty? You didn't want to talk. You wanted to fuck. Well, you're gonna get it now," Jack said, his voice growing thick and raspy.

"No. It's a mistake!"

Patty felt her flesh crawl while at the same time her chest tightened. What she was feeling wasn't all unpleasurable. In fact, if the girl were completely honest with herself, there was a lot of pleasure in her sensations. For the past two weeks since she'd come to visit with her aunt and uncle out here in Oberlin, Ohio, Patty had been eyeing Jack, hoping he'd notice and at the same time praying that he wouldn't. Oh, he was so different from the guys at school who were always trying to get into her pants. So big, so muscular, so silent, and yet how his body radiated vitality, masculinity at every turn! It made her cunt grow all hot and mushy and swollen just to watch him working with his shirt off, his tanned flesh rippling with muscles as he drove the tractor. She watched as he got off and winked playfully at her.

"Come on, baby. Come on and take that fuckin' dress off. It's too hot to wear clothes in here," Jack said, his lips curling up in a sardonic smile.

It was hot. Patty felt sweat trickling down her back, making her clothes stick uncomfortably to her flesh. Still backing away, Patty crossed her arms protectively over her tits, digging her finger tips into her skin as Jack advanced. He wasn't going to touch her… he wasn't. No! She had to protect her cherry, to save her virginity for her husband. That's what her mother and father had always told her. Time and time again her parents insisted that only "bad" girls let men take advantage of them. Once they were "ruined", men would never take them seriously. In the days of the so-called sexual revolution, Patty Weatherford's parents could still convince their daughter that this was gospel truth no matter what her friends at school said. Protected, sheltered all her life, the pretty slim-hipped blonde believed her parents.

But then she met Jack and all her thoughts changed. When she went to bed at night, how she tried not to think of him! How she tried to keep her hands from edging down her flat belly, pushing through the thicket of her blonde cunt hairs, searching for her swelling cuntlips. And then, oh, when she touched her cuntlips, she arched her back, whispering Jack's name, pretending he was touching her or doing something much worse with his… cock! How her body trembled when she whispered the word "cock". Her buttocks slapped against the mattress while her fingers plowed in and out of her virgin pussy.

While wanting him to touch her, Patty at the same time despised herself for thinking that. So she struggled, wanting to flirt, feeling guilty when she did, and finally doing nothing. Until today.

"Leave me alone or I'll scream," Patty threatened, backing up against the stall wall.

Jack laughed softly, his head shaking from side to side. "Nobody's home. Mom's out shoppin' in town while dad's checkin' fences on the south forty. Guess that just leaves you and me."

Patty felt panic rush through her. Of course she'd known no one was at home. She had sat in her upstairs bedroom watching Jack walk into the barn. She sat there, listening to the creepy silence of the big house that seemed to be deafening, sat there, listening to her heart beating like a drum while her pussylips curled because of he growing sexual heat. Finally she couldn't stead it. She had to find him, talk to him, do something to relieve the tension building in her cunt. Would she let him… touch her? No, of course not! Or so she told herself over and over again as she crossed the deserted farmyard and slowly opened the double doors.

What she found inside surprised her a little. There was Jack, bare-backed as usual, bent over while rolling something in a thin white sheet of paper. It didn't take her long to realize the young farm boy was getting some grass ready to smoke. Her little cry of surprise startled him at first. One thing led to another, however, and soon Patty found herself on the defensive.

"Go on, baby, go on and stare at it. It's what you've been wantin' to do for a long time. This thing's gonna be shovin' inside you pretty fuckin' soon, so take a good look at it."

Patty swallowed hard. She'd seen pictures of a man's erection in various books, and some of her girlfriends had told her what a boy's cock looked like when aroused. Once or twice, or dates, she'd felt a boy's dick through his pants. But always she jerked her hand away, slapping the offender hard and swearing never to date him again.

"Nice, eh?"

Jack was rocking back and forth on his heels, still sliding his fingers back and forth on his prick. Yes, his cock looked nice. She wet her dry lips, trying to tear her eyes off the big prick and finding herself unable to do so. His cock was so huge, so thick, so meaty! How could something that big go inside her?

"Now, Patty, now."

She closed her eyes. Her heart seemed to stop. She clenched and unclenched her fists as she felt more sweat trickling down her back and over her thunderous thirty-six-inch tits. Her knees were shaking.

"No!"

Her scream echoed in the barn as Jack grabbed her hard around the wrists and drew her violently against him. She could feel his cock pressing against her thighs through the thin cotton material of her dress. Groaning, Patty twisted in his tight grip, feeling his fingertips bruising her flesh.

"Gonna fuck you 'til you can't piss for a fuckin' week," he growled.

"Let me go. I'll tell your father. Oh, I swear I will, I'll…"

Jack snorted out a laugh, then shut her up by cementing his lips to hers roughly. Patty's eyes stayed wide open for several more seconds while her struggles became more violent. The force of his kiss was tremendous, making her lips flatten back against her teeth while his tongue tried to slide into her mouth. She twisted around, bringing up one knee to his groin. Jack was ready. Turning slightly and avoiding the knee jab, he forced his tongue against her teeth. Slowly, reluctantly, the girl gave way.

"Ohhhhh!"

He was brutal, violent, overpowering, exactly what Patty secretly wanted. She found herself giving in, opening her mouth, letting his tongue slide in. His hands worked over her flesh, moving around her waist and down to her ass. He was touching her in places she had never let anyone touch before! It was all so new, so exciting. The blonde teen didn't have the nerve or strength to stop him. Patty hunched back, groaning into his mouth when she felt him gathering up the material of her dress – until he was fingering the naked rounded bottoms of her asscheeks.

"Ohhhhh, yeahhhh…" Jack groaned, pulling away and licking the spit off his chin.

Patty felt so wobbly, so unsteady. The girl was still more than just a little afraid. But she was also excited. Strange sensations raced through both her mind and body, making it impossible for her to think rationally. All she could say was that she wanted Jack badly. She wanted him to do all the things her parents said only bad boys did.

"I'm gonna have one hell of a time with you, baby. Yeah, it's gonna be better 'n all them times in the stacks with half these cunts around here," he muttered, smoothing his hands over her asscheeks.

His hands moved up and down her body, tracking every sexy curve. Patty was panting, growing weaker by the second.

"No, no, I mustn't… I can't."

Her cunt was swollen open, the lips curled back while juice trickled freely from her slot, wetting down the crotch panel of her panties. Jack had slipped his hand down, down into her butt crack, working the nylon material back and forth over that sensitive band of flesh separating her asshole from her cunt. It was such a wild feeling, feeling the silky material slipping back and forth over her pussymeat! She leaned heavily against her cousin, gasping for breath, thinking her heart was about to tear through her ribcage.

"Come on over here," Jack said thickly, dragging the half-conscious teenager behind the stall wall.

Patty hardly noticed what was happening around her. There were all sorts of smells assailing her nostrils, smells of an old, abandoned barn, odors that somehow triggered her into heat. She felt her cuntal walls knotting up, buckling under the wild sexual heat burning up her cunt. He was guiding her somewhere, moving her behind the wall.

"Down, baby, down."

Jack's strong arms were wrapped around her waist. She felt herself bend backward, her legs slipping out from under her, her feet pressed against his ankles. Staring up heavy-lidded at her cousin, Patty wanted to say something, wanted to tell him she wasn't the kind of girl who did this sort of thing all the time. But her vocal cords were paralyzed. Soon she was on the ground, particles of hay prickling the backs of her legs and arms, working under her wrinkled dress while Jack pushed his Levi's down to his ankles and stepped out of them.

"I… I never did anything… anything like this before," Patty stammered, staring at him with frightened, doe-like eyes.

"A fuckin virgin," he muttered, half-believing his cousin as he reached down and scratched his low-hanging balls.

Patty watched as he climbed over her, his fat cock hitting his muscular thighs.

"Gotta get this thing off you," he muttered, reaching behind her and starting to undo the buttons of her dress. Muttering, Jack grabbed the dress and ripped it in two, sending a shower of buttons into the air.

"Oh!"

Patty felt her dress rip apart, then slide off her body. Jack was pinning her to the floor, his knees pressed hard against her thighs, holding her down while he proceeded to strip her. Patty clenched her teeth tightly together as she felt his fingers slip under the elastic band of her bra. He tugged sharply up, pulling at the halter until the cups were cutting into her tits. With a yank the young stud tore the bra off, leaving her big high-riding tits naked, jiggling on her chest.

"Oh God! GOD!" she cried, throwing her arms over her tits.

Jack knocked them away, then his hands were on her tits, kneading the soft, resilient flesh. He pinched her nipples, smiling as the girl yelped and squealed. Her knees jerked up. Pieces of straw began working their way into her panties as Patty continued to struggle.

Jack pinched both nipples now, watching the tiny nubs turn dark red and stiffen under his manipulation.

"You're hurting me!" Patty squealed, throwing her head back.

Jack ignored his cousin. He grabbed the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled down. He grunted, noticing Patty had panicked. She shoved her ass down, stopping Jack from stripping the last shred of clothing left on her body.

"Stupid bitch," he muttered.

Patty cried out, curling her fingers into two fists and hitting them against Jack's hands.

Jack tugged down hard at her panties, tearing them on either side. With several more tugs he shredded the thin pink nylon material, finally ripping the elastic band in half. In a second the blonde teen found herself completely naked. A cold blast of air against her cunt made her shiver with growing terror and excitement.

"Oh man, what a body… shit what a fuckin' body," Jack muttered, his eyes studying Patty's slender figure with obvious delight.

The girl felt a flush of pride while she waited for Jack to do something. The young man didn't waste much time. He could smell the odor of hot lust rising from between her white, shivering thighs. His prick ached for some hot pussymeat. Peering down, he saw her moist cunt moving. Smacking his lips like a wolf, he moved one hand down to her snatch, lightly touching the curled tips of her cunthairs.

"Oh!"

Patty arched her back, her shoulders writhing against the floor at that light touch. The slight pressure of his hand against her hairs was enough to make the girl groan and twist her body with delight. He was touching her now, spreading the fat outer labes of her cunt. It was maddening to feel Jack's fingers probing her cuntlips and peeling them back. His thumb tickled the flesh between her inner and outer labes. Patty let out another groan, the cords sticking out in her neck. Her pussy and thighs were so wet, tingling. She was beside herself. Her cousin was actually jacking her off with those subtle, wonderful movements of his fingers against her pussy.

"Oh yeah, good hot cuntmeat. Man, I ain't had a pussy this hot for a long time," the young man said, pulling his fingers out of her slot for a second and sniffing them.

Her brain spun around and around as Jack went back to fingering her pussy. He was pushing on her clit gently, steadily, exerting enough pressure for her to start feeling an oncoming orgasm. A chilly beat rose quickly in her cunt. Her ass kept moving back and forth. Her pussy quivered in wild anticipation of… of what? Only in her wildest fantasies had men actually fucked her. And now it was going to happen – with her cousin driving his dick in her!

"Yeah, yeah," Jack said, settling down on top of her.

Oh, it was so wonderful feeling a man touching her all over! His cock dry-fucked her, sliding back and forth on her belly while his legs pinned hers to the ground. Jack was kissing her throat now, his hands sliding up to her tits. Soon they were pinching her nipples again. His palms rubbed constantly against her aroused areolas. Patty rubbed the backs of her legs against the rough material of some blanket that had been laid down on the uneven ground earlier. Every square inch of her body seemed alive, vibrating with excitement.

"Ohhhh!"

Patty sighed with delight. She felt the velvety heat of his rigid cock spreading over her belly as he slipped and slid over her body. A smear of pre-cum dribbled against her flesh. She slid her hand around his thick neck, her fingers combing through his black curly hair. Yes, yes, she was encouraging him now, wanting him to rape her savagely. He could do what be wanted to her now. Anything as long as he took care of that awful pulsing itch between her legs.