Cousin in bondage

CHAPTER THREE

What happened next to Patty burned into her memory and was to stay there for years to come.

Jack was shoving her hard against the floor. Patty could feel the hay scratching her ass while the coarse wool blanket made her flesh itch. She screamed again as his thumb screwed deeper into her hole. He was stretching her pussy open with his fingers, pulling her slick labes far apart while his thumb sank lower and lower.

"Aiiieeee!"

The pain hitting her cunt was nearly overwhelming. The young woman arched her back even more, her body resting only on her shoulders and heels. Her face was drained of blood while the flesh drew tightly over her face. Jack had ripped her cherry with his thumb, tearing the thin membrane brutally.

"No! Oh, nooo."

Gradually Patty sank back to the blanket, her mind whirling with thoughts of shame. Her screams died down to a steady moan. Turning her face away, she stared at the wooden stall wall, tears rolling down her cheeks. The death of innocence! How different she thought it would be. No husband now would pop her cherry, hold her carefully and whisper encouragement to her while he drilled his cock lovingly into her cunt. No, none of that would be hers now. Instead she was to be raped brutally by her own cousin!

"Wow, you really were a virgin," Jack said, pulling his thumb out and wiping it briskly on his thighs. He had half-believed Patty when she voiced her innocence. Lots of girls had told him they'd never fucked before. He'd found out differently soon enough. Although this wasn't the first time he'd popped a cherry, it certainly was something of a rarity.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh…"

Patty wanted to run away, wanted to scramble out from under Jack's body and hide in a corner. She had to think about what had just happened to her, examine the possible consequences.

"Hey, lay still damnit!" Jack muttered, slapping her across the face with an open palm.

The blow knocked her head to one side, stunning her long enough for him to fuck her.

"Yeah, oh yeahhhh!" Jack moaned, holding her arms down while he shoved his knees hard up against her butt crack.

Patty felt his dickhead pushing against her swollen cunt lips. Oh, he was going to fuck her, actually going to stick that thing in her pussy! It was useless trying to move her legs down.

"Ohhhhh! Ughhhh!"

She felt his cockhead working into her cunt. It felt so strange, so odd having something foreign inside her pussy! She screwed up her eyes, her face expressing pain as Jack pushed forward. His thick cockhead worked inside, gurgling through the thick flow of her juices. Patty shivered, feeling her cunt lips slip together, closing tightly over Jack's cockknob. His big long shaft was outside, waiting to be shoved into her snatch.

"Shit, baby, shit!" Jack grunted.

Patty rolled her head slowly from side to side, strands of her long blonde hair clinging to her cheeks. Stars popped in front of her eyes while she moved her legs sexily back and forth over the wool blanket. Somewhere in the distance, she heard dogs barking. Dust drifted in the foul-smelling air while the two of them rolled back and forth on the barn floor.

"Like my dick in your pussy? Dig it, baby? You like gettin' fucked by me?" Jack growled, biting her earlobe while flicking his tongue into her ear.

"Oh, yes, yes!" she babbled, hardly aware of what she was saying.

Jack twisted his body around now. Patty could feel his dick working, the spongy head reaming out her tight pink virginal passage. It was weird to feel his cock pushing farther and deeper into her cunt. His cockshaft disappeared inch by thick, meaty inch. When he raised his body slightly and angled it downward, Patty felt his prick touching her clit steadily. That continual pressure and rubbing sensation drove her wild. Rocking her ass from side to side, she snapped her legs together, rubbing the insides of her knees against Jack's hard-muscled body. Oh, getting fucked was so much fun!

"Bitch, fuckin' bitch!" Jack whispered in a tight-sounding voice.

"Oh, fuck me, fuck me!"

Slowly, steadily, Jack's cock fucked into her hole, fucking into her cunt until Patty could feel his wiry cock hairs tickling her pussylips. She felt his balls resting against her. His balls were filled with cum, with jizz ready to scald her snatch at any second. Oh yes, yes, she wanted to feel that pulsing stream of cum shooting out of his dickhead and filling her up.

"You bet, you little slut. I'll fuck the shit outta you," Jack said, sliding his hands down until they cupped her buttocks. Pressing his fingertips hard into her soft flesh, he started fucking her hard now. Patty's body shivered each time he slid his eight cunt-splitting inches of cock into her body, his balls swinging forward and slapping against her asscheeks. In and out, in and out, faster wid faster he fucked until the girl's pussy burned with the slick friction.

"Ungh! Ungh!" she cried with each forward fucking thrust.

Her tits seemed to burn, the nipples and areolas turning a dark purple. Sweat trickled down her chest, collecting in a pool in her navel. The balls of her feet struck Jack's bumping ass. Dust and hay coated her wet flesh.

Patty's eyes were shut tightly now, tears of shame and delight oozing from beneath the closed lids. Her mouth was a tight scar. Her jaw tightened. She bit her lower lip until she could taste blood. Oh, fucking was so good, so awfully, shamefully good. Her mother's condemning words drifted through her mind once more. But it was far too late to do anything about her, situation now. She was pinned to the floor, skewered by her cousin's hammering cock. No, she didn't want to escape from him, or run away from his huge dickshaft. The rushing, slick friction his, cock created as it rubbed against her clit was the best feeling she'd ever had in her life! Yes, yes, she wanted more and more cockmeat, more excitement to blow her overloaded brain to pieces!

"Fuck! Fuck!" she cried.

Patty scissored her, legs tightly around Jack's body, drawing him closer to her. He slammed hard into her, the force of his blows sending shock waves through, her body. The sensations corkscrewed through her brain as he fucked her faster. Jack started wheezing, a sure sign he was close.

"No! Noooo!" she, cried.

They collided over and over. The cry coming from Patty was now one of greed. She held Jack desperately, pulling at his hairy chest, gasping with delight when she felt his flesh rubbing over her stiff nipples. A strange rushing, chilly kind of heat was shooting through her pussy now, intensifying the itchy ache already there. Cumming! Yes, she was cumming, feeling that overwhelming sensation so many lived for and so few achieved.

"Shit, baby, work it out. Man, I'm gonna dump it now, bitch. Yeah, gonna… ugnhhhh!"

Jack shut his eyes tightly and threw back his head. It looked as if someone had stabbed him or something as he trembled on top of her. Patty could feel his cock twitching inside her. Then it happened! Something sticky, incredibly hot and rushing started spurting into her.

"Noooo!" Patty cried out, pounding his kidneys with her heels.

She held on for dear life as he thrust forward, driving his cock up her cunt, spilling all his spunk. She kept groaning and crying out as she felt his weight coming to rest on her clit. His hard cock rubbed over her pussy until every square inch of her cunt was aroused.

"Ohhhh… more! I… I want… more!"

Patty begged desperately as she felt his cock throbbing and spraying inside her. Those hot jets of cum burned into her cuntal walls. She lost all control. Arching her body under his heavy weight, she cut loose with her orgasm. "Wawwwwaaaahhhh!"

Jack dumped more and more of his heavy load into her clenching, wet cunt.

"Shit, shit!"

For Patty it was as if the world had ended then and there. Her cuntal walls spasmed, collapsing and holding tightly onto Jack's cock as his prick kept spraying more and more jizz into her hole. The girl could feel cum oozing from her slit, dripping down and oozing into her asscrack. Oh, how strangely good it felt. Her pussy held tightly onto his squirming, shooting hunk of meat.

"Cum, baby, work it on out! Shoot it!" Jack whispered in her ear.

"Cummmmmm!" Patty cried out, holding onto him while raising her plump ass.

Hours seemed to have passed after the final spasms rippled through her pussy. Patty lay there, one hand draped over her eyes, feeling totally drained, violated. She had done little if anything to keep him away from her. She'd actually encouraged him to fuck her hard and fast at the end. Oh, was she turning into one of those whores her mother had always warned her about?

Jack was still on top of her, his cock buried in her juicy slit. At times she felt him touching her, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips. He was chuckling, biting her earlobes, shifting his thick muscled hips from side to side, enjoying the last bit of pleasure from his fucking spree.

Finally he pulled his cock out, wiping his cum smeared trick over her cuntal hairs. Pushing away, grunting, the young man stood up shakily and looked around in the semi-darkness for his clothes.

"You're one hell of a fuck. It's gonna be good havin' you around here."

Patty lay still, watching him dress, not daring to say a word. She wanted to beat him with her fists, kick him in the crotch where his awful, wonderful cock hung limply. He had made her feel terrible things, things her family had told her were wrong.

"And don't get any ideas about tellin' my old man or lady," Jack said, stepping into his Levi's and zipping up. "I'll find out, you can bet that. And, baby, things will go rough on you."

Biting her lip again, Patty shook her head violently back and forth to indicate she wasn't about to confess anything to her aunt and uncle. No, they probably wouldn't believe her anyway. Silently she watched Jack finish dressing, then walk to the bolted door. He unlocked it and slipped outside.

Patty wondered why she'd reacted as she had.

Surely her mother's training had worked before. It worked on her dates with boys back at school. The moment someone got fresh with her, her mother's words rang clearly in her ears, giving her the courage and strength to fend off an advance. But now, she lay there violated, her pussy overflowing with cum, her arms and legs black and blue from Jack's brutal treatment. And she liked it! Instead of running into the house screaming for justice, Patty found herself lying there dreamily, thinking about what had just happened to her in a glowing, pleasant light! What on earth was the matter with her?

And she had several more weeks to spend here. Could she withstand the onslaught that was sure to come later on?

These and other similar questions whirled about in her mind as she got to her feet and gathered the remnants of her dress around her body. The world still whirled around in front of her eyes. Unsteadily she stumbled toward the opened door. Leaning heavily against the framework, Patty stared out into the late afternoon. How peaceful it was! The cool air felt good against her flesh. Closing her eyes, Patty inhaled the fresh, sweet-smelling air. It was going to be a clear summer night. Already she could make out a star or two twinkling in the darkening blue sty. Oh, it was a wonderful time of day!

Suddenly Patty buried her face in the torn remnants of her dress and rushed across the yard to the bow, praying she wouldn't meet her cousin Jack on the way. She felt her thighs and buttocks jiggling as she bolted up the stairs, rushed down the hall and stumbled into her bedroom. Only when she bolted the door did she feel safe.

"Oh mama, mama…"

Throwing herself across the bed, Patty sobbed and wailed, flailing the mattress with her clenched fists, wetting down the pillows with her tears until sleep gradually comforted the young woman.

That night she tossed and turned in her sleep, tortured by dreams of Jack and what he'd done to her. She kept seeing herself spread out on that filthy horse blanket, her white body contrasting against the dirty black of that woolen coverlet while Jack crawled on top of her, mounting her, sticking that wonderful cock into her virgin pussy. Oh, how ninny times she came that night while towing unconsciously at the wrinkled sheets!

The next morning Patty woke up exhausted. It was several hours more before she rose, nabbed the sleep from her eyes and slid off the bed. And through her shower the girl wondered how she could possibly look at Jack across the dining room table without giving away what had taken place between them. Surely her aunt and uncle would see something, notice a twitch, a look, a gesture that would tell them the two of them had been fucking.

Slipping on the most modest dress she could find, Patty opened the door and peered nervously down the hall. No, Jack wasn't waiting for her, ready to pounce and fuck. Down the corridor she could hear sounds from the kitchen. It was nearly nine o'clock, hours past the time when a farm family rose. Brushing her hair back, Patty walked down the hall, feeling her heart pounding wildly as she reached the top of the stairs. She heard her aunt talking to someone.

"Well, there she is," Aunt Martha said, putting both hands on her hips and smiling broadly.

The kitchen table was spread with the remnants of a heavy breakfast. One dish lay clean at one end. The scene looked so bright and cheery and innocent. Patty nearly cried as she slid into her chair.

"Sorry I'm late," the girl said in a bright voice, desperately wondering if anyone could tell that she'd been fucked the night before.

"That's okay, honey. You're here on vacation, although I hope you can help me out now and then," her aunt said, turning on the griddle and pouring out more pancake batter.

Patty twisted around in her chair, resting her head in her hands. It was always so good watching her aunt bustling around in the kitchen. Martha was one of those women who seemed destined to work behind a stove, a perpetual cook.

"Jack was asking about you this morning," Martha said, her back still to Patty.

Patty felt the blood drain from her face. "Oh?"

"You've certainly turned my son's head," the older woman chuckled, scraping the pancakes from the griddle onto Patty's plate.

The girl tried to ignore the hot, mushy feeling between her shivering legs. The mention of her cousin's name was enough to set her off. Picking up her fork with icy fingers, Patty pushed her food around. Ohhhh, would it always be this way? Would her cunt always be dripping with juice? Her cuntlips curled back from the rising heat, quivering with anticipation… anticipation of what? The thought of what she wanted, of what she needed, made her tremble. She had to set her fork down and regain control of herself.

"Something wrong, honey?"

Patty couldn't look at her aunt. She shook her head, then managed a smile as she picked up her fork and forced herself to eat. Oh, what would become of her? How successfully would she be able to hide her guilty feelings when they bubbled to the surface so easily?