"Do it, Char!" Don snarled. "Put your hand around my cock and guide it in!"
"Oh, my God…" she groaned, once more, as she hastened to obey him, her small hand encircling his thick, throbbing rod of male-flesh. Somehow, she was ready, now. She had leaped up from the quiescent plateau of her arousal to full-blown sensuous sexuality in the space of but a few moments, and the sex words, cock, cunt, fuck, dinning in her ears, her forced use of them, added to the eroticism, building the searing flame of her passion even higher.
Then, as she held her brother's rock-hard, more-than-ready penis in her tiny hand, she truly perceived, for the first time, the enormity of it. A sudden expression of fear flashed across her face. Oh, God, no! It's t-too big? I–It'll tear me in two… rip me! It's a monster!
"Hurry up… damn it! Put it in! I'm just about ready to cream all over your cunt, now!" It was an order. His voice was steel-hard.
He lowered his hips, while Charity spread her smooth, white young thighs even wider and guided his thick, heavy prick down toward the tiny, moist opening of her vagina, using its bulbous head to part the cringing fleshy lips of her cunt, her mind reeling with both fear and anticipation. It would be the first time in her life that a boy's penis had touched her there. Momentarily, she remembered that the particular boy whose cock would make its first stiffened entry into her virginal cunt was that of her own brother. Oh, God! Dear God! It was really incest!
But, her hesitant thoughts came a moment too late!
She gasped aloud and flailed her head, a shudder passing through her body, deliciously, at the first, hot, electrifying contact with the soft, rubbery head, moistened by its own lubricants, against the dewy, sensitive flesh of her cunt mouth, and she dared not breathe, even, as she lay frozen, immobile beneath him, a mixture of fear and anticipation flowing chillingly in her veins. Then, he flicked his hips forward, slightly, eliciting a sharp, little pain from the stretching pressure of his hardened lance of flesh at the snugly tight entrance to her cuntal passage. Oh, God… please don't let it hurt me anymore!
"Oooooooooooh!" she cried. He had pushed into her a fraction of an inch more, forcing it with inexorable pressure ever deeper.
"Aaaauuughhh!" she choked as the ponderous crest pushed into her a little stretch more, wedging itself into the tight, elastic opening, brutally stretching the as yet untried flesh of her pussy until Charity was sure that she must be tearing from the almost unbearable, outward pressing strain of his slow entrance into her.
"Stop… Don! Oh, God… you're splitting me! It hurts too much! P-Please… stop?!" she wailed. Then, as she looked up pleadingly into her brother's face, she knew that he would not, indeed, could not stop. His face was contorted with lust, a driving need in him, lashing him to sexual fury. The thought crossed her mind that his face looked almost savage… sadistic.
"Crap!" he spat. "It'll be all right! A cunt'll stretch as much as it needs to… take any size cock!"
She gaped up at him, her tormented eyes begging him for relief, but there was now no mercy in him. He shoved, again, harder, and it popped just inside the warm elastic mouth of her cunt, the smooth, rubbery head, buried throbbingly now in her forever-stretched cunt. She was sure, now, as she pleaded with him, that he was thoroughly enjoying her suffering, while he cruelly continued his agonizing impalement of her virginal vagina.
"OOhhhh! Dear God… My God!" she groaned, as he pressed his hard tube of hardened maleness into her inch by inch, torturing her with the inexorable slowness of his entry, until suddenly, she was aware that his facial expression had changed. It was a grotesque mask of pure animal lust. It was almost as though he had reached the limits of his waiting game, his body demanding its due, needing fulfillment and release of the terrible built-up pressure in his balls. With a glance down at her widespread and roundly stretched pussy lips where his thick hard cock strained into the tight mouth of her cuntal passage, he thrust, hard and cruel, sending his long, iron shod cock racing up into her cringing vaginal vault with the energy of a rutting elephant. A heavy, guttural grunt of feral, animal-like satisfaction issued from his throat, "AAuugh!"
"Ooooohhhhhh!" she screamed as her brother's massive, lust-inflated cock-head pressed the tight, momentarily resisting walls of her moist vagina in wavelets of warm virginal flesh before it, the full length and breadth of his rod racing up into her belly, the rubbery head flicking the neck of her cervix in its headlong course, until finally, it stopped as it nudged hard against the back wall of her defensively clenching passage. She felt his heavy, sperm-laden balls smack up hard against the upturned cheeks of her smoothly sculpted buttocks. His great cock was buried to the hilt in her cringing cunt… and suddenly Charity Scott was no longer a virgin. She would never be the same, again!
"God! My Goddddd!" she moaned piteously.
"It's like a log… up inside me!" She lay unmoving beneath him, not daring to move, lest she would fall apart… split asunder… right down the middle of her body!
His huge cock had stuffed her belly full, and her vagina felt raw and irritated from his brutally cruel entry into her, his virile young rod's every wrinkle and corrugation plainly felt as it lay snug and tight in her passage, sunk deep up into her forever stretched cunt.
For a long moment, Don lay unmoving and heavy upon her his breath raspy in his throat, then he flexed his cock deep inside the tight, soft confines of her moist, coral-lined sheath, expanding it and forcing another fraction of an inch of it deeper up into her.
Groaning in helpless subjugation, now, she felt each stretching, lurching motion as he repeated it again and again, each time raising tearful grunts of agony from deep in her throat; however, after only a few moments, she began to feel the erotic arousal of it in her nerve endings, as her tortured passage became accustomed to the truncheon he had thrust into her; her whimpers of pain and discomfort lessened, and her brother began to grind his cock tightly into her naked crotch, revolving his pelvis around and around, churning it, expanding the still clinging, cringing walls of her vagina, until finally, her whimpers became whining, little mewls of pleasure-pain she could not contain. They escaped her, involuntarily. She knew, then, that her body had responded for the second time, and that she was on the shoulder of another figurative orgasmic mountain, scaling its heights to yet another pinnacle of wild delight. Oh, God! She hadn't known it was possible!
Slowly, her brother levered himself, raising up to support his weight on his arms, again, as his sister purled helplessly beneath him, and he said, "Now Char, we come to the begging part! Ask me for it! Beg me to fuck you!"
Charity stared up at him, unbelievingly, her hips already undulant beneath him, a motion she couldn't control, her drug glazed eyes mirroring her passion mixed with a plea for gentleness and mercy. She couldn't understand why he was putting her through the paces, again.
"Ooooh… Please… Don…?"
"Beg me, Char!" he grunted. "Say it… damn it!"
"Why… Don? Haven't I already done… everything you wanted…?"
"Beg!" He commanded. "I like it that way!"
She obeyed. There was nothing else to do. "Oooh, yes… Don… d-darling… I want it…! I w-want you t-to fuck me! Fuck me with that big c-cock of yours. Fuck me half to d-death with it!" she breathed, the obscene words rolling from her mouth easier, now. She found it a small price to pay, for there was nothing in the world she really wanted more than his thick, pulsating cock racing in and out of her needful cuntal passage. Oh, God! She felt as though she were all cunt. All of her drugged senses were concentrated there in her keening vagina.