"We won't," he lied. "She's just a kid… we don't want to hurt a kid."
"Thank you,… oh my God thank you…" Beth cried.
Chapter 4
Jane quietly watched as Jerry finished his food and pushed the plate away. Abe sat on the couch across the room; he was half asleep, glutted on food and sex for the time being. His deep breathing made a grinding wheeze with each exhale. Jane picked up the discarded plate and took it to the sink.
"How old are you?" Jerry asked. His eyes traced down the well-developed lines of her back, rump, and legs. "Old enough," she answered.
Jerry grinned over her obvious attempt at toughness and asked, "Old enough for what?"
She didn't answer. Silently she washed the dishes, then turned to him. "I'd like to change out of this swimsuit. Can I go into the bedroom now?"
Jerry remembered the completely nude and resting body of her mother. He had left her tied, but not as thoroughly as Abe had. Her wrists were bound to the bed frame but still he figured, it wouldn't be smart to let them get together. "What do you want to change into?" he asked.
"My jeans and a shirt."
He looked over at Abe. The big man was dozing contentedly but Jerry called out, "Abe! Wake up!"
Abe jerked up with a start. "Huh? What's the matter?"
"Nothing," Jerry answered. "Just keep an eye on her while I go in and get her jeans."
"Whaaaa?"
"Just watch her until I get back." Jerry went into the bedroom and closed the door. Abe eyed Jane and finally mumbled "Who said you could change? I like what you got on."
"It's getting cold. My swimsuit was wet and I feel a chill," she answered.
"Humph. Come over here and I'll heat you up. I'll get your cunt so hot the fucking swimsuit will shrink."
Jane stood her ground until Jerry returned with her jeans and a white teeshirt. He handed them to her and said, "Use the bathroom to change."
"Oh no!" Abe called out. "No way! She'll climb out the window and get away."
"Well, she can't change in there with her mother," Jerry said. "She'll untie her and they'll both get out."
"Right. Now if tough little Jane here wants to change so bad she can do it right here. Right here in front of the couch where I can keep a good eye on her."
"Aw, shit… " Jerry moaned.
Abe raised his hands in the air. "I'm not gonna touch her sweet body… " he grinned. "I'll just watch."
"Forget it," Jane said. "I won't change."
"Bullshit!" Abe bellowed. "Get your ass out here and strip down!"
She turned to Jerry for help. "Better do as he says," Jerry softly said. "He won't touch you."
"But… "
"Dammit!' Abe roared. "When I tell you to do something you better start hopping! How about if I rip your swimsuit off and let you run around bare-assed?"
Jane hesitantly walked to the center of the room with the jeans and shirt over her arm. "That's the girl," Abe cooed. "Now give me the jeans and shirt, I'll hand them to you."
She handed them over and stood motionless before him. Jerry sat in a chair directly behind her, there was no way to face without one of them seeing her. The silence was heavy, Abe licked his lips and Jerry slowly inhaled. Jane shivered, then reached back to the button holding the bikini top. Her fingers trembled; it took her three tries to undo it.
As the brief red top lowered away and the magnificent mounds of Jane's lush, ripe breasts met their eyes the two men swallowed with desire. The breasts lifted out from her chest with upward-tilting nipples of the mellowest skin either man had ever seen. The rounded meat of each base hung out with such suspended firmness that no crease was visible under each breathtaking tit.
She closed her eyes in humiliation and let the top drop to the floor by her bare foot. Abe's hand moved into his crotch to adjust the stiffening spike. He blinked and couldn't speak. He'd seen photographs of girls with big tits like these, tits that didn't sag, tits like some sculptor had created them, tits so perfect that they were hard to believe.
Jerry was aware of the increased saliva in his mouth. He wanted to feel her bristling nipples with his tongue, wanted to lick every tasty bit of the creamy flesh, wanted to suck the mellow mounds deep inside his wet mouth. He knew then and there that the promise to Jane's mother would not be kept; willing or not, Jane was going to share her limber full body with him.
The front third of each splendid tit was pure white except for the pinkness of the nipples. It was a triangular-shaped patch where the sun had failed to penetrate her swimsuit. From there on back to her chest there was bronze well-tanned flesh glowing with frequently applied suntan lotion.
As Jane slid her thumbs into the waist of the bikini bottoms, the massive breasts swayed back and forth. The jostling flesh vibrated before the attentive eyes of the men to make their internal temperatures rise even more. She worked the suit down one side of her hip first, then the other. This required her to twist and squirm to keep the tits constantly moving.
Jane suddenly realized the position she had these men in. It was obvious by their rapt stares that they wanted her very badly, that she possessed something very appealing to them. On an impulse, she struggled a little more than necessary, the breasts plopped up and down with meaty abandon. She could feel the electricity of their charged bodies.
Jane stopped lowering the suit just as the first hairs of her crotch became visible. She knew a large portion of her rump was bared, at least half the crack and lots of white skin.
"If I do it with you guys will you go away?" she asked. She tried to make it matter-of-fact, cold, like an offer of more fried eggs and sausage.
"You'll do it with us, all right," Abe murmured. "But you'll do it on our terms. No deals… I may want seconds… "
"But if I cooperate…!"
Abe guffawed. "Shit, we already got one cooperating! I could go for a little fight now and then. But your old lady is so horny she only fights to get to it!"
Jane's tender cheeks turned red. He was refusing her. Turning her down cold and laughing at her offer. She looked at Jerry who only nodded; he could care less. He was going to have her either way.
She lowered the bikini bottoms down to her ankles and stepped free. Jane stood totally nude in front of them and felt more vulnerable than ever before. She reached out to Abe, and asked, "Can I have my things now?"
He looked at Jerry before saying, "First I want you to spread your legs open and show me your cunt. Show it to me real good so I know what it's like."
Jane's eyes went soft; she forced back her tears and repeated, "I'd like my clothes now!"
"Spread your legs!" Abe snapped.
"Do as he says… " Jerry calmly said.
A whimpering shudder overtook Jane before she moved her feet far enough apart to allow Abe the view of her crotch. Abe let his eyes follow the curving slimness of each leg right up into the wispy patch of gold pubic hair. Ever since he had slid the sausage inside the heavy-skinned hole, he had been unable to get it out of his mind.
"Squat! Spread your legs and squat. Get that snatch out front where I can see!"
Jane was lost. She was deathly afraid they were going to rape her on the spot, and she knew it would be foolish to antagonize this vicious monster. Slowly she lowered down to a squat with her knees turned out. The mounded flesh of her bared cunt lifted up and out between her thighs, and Abe smiled.
"Now open it up with your fingers. Let old Abe see inside your box."
She felt foul, disgusting, but her hands reached down and somehow managed to separate her cunt lips until the flushed pink of her interior cunt was exposed. Abe squeezed at the hard shaft in his pants and wondered how good it would feel lodged inside the open pussy, or forced up inside her cute tiny asshole peeking at him from underneath.