"I'm not," she said. "I'm not. I don't care what you do to me. I'm not what you say I am."
"Sure ya ain't." Ronny pried apart her cuntlips letting cold air nibble between them. Suddenly he pressed his burning cockhead between them.
Sister Bernice recoiled, shocked at the heat given off by his cock. She braced herself, though, knowing full well what was coming, and knowing that she could do nothing to prevent it. She hoped he would be quick about it, would get it over with.
Ronny rubbed his cock up and down between her swollen cuntlips, coating his knob with her pussycream. His sizzling cockhead stroked up and down slowly, rubbing every inch of the raw meat between her hairy cuntlips. He concentrated for awhile on her clit, flipping her hard fuck-bud back and forth with the searing head of his cock.
"Ever feel your clit inside a prick?" he asked, breathing like an obscene phone-caller. "I'm gonna shove my knob right over your clit, gonna get it right up my pisshole."
Sister Bernice shivered as her clit was sucked into the teen's pisshole. Juice ran out of her cunt and her ass wiggled slightly, moving independently of her will. Her clit twitched, hot tingles screwing through her crotch. She bit her lips, sang a nursery rhyme in her head, tried to imagine she was someplace else – anyplace else – and that what was happening was not really happening at all.
"A clit's just like a little bitty cock," Ronny said. "Probably feels the same way as a cock when it gets hard. All it wants to do is fuck, to rub fuckmeat with fuckmeat." He began rubbing his prickhead up and down her pussy furrow again, and the juice ran out of her now, dripping off his cock, running down her legs.
"Stop," she whispered. "Don't do that anymore." Anything but that, she thought. Beat me, bite me, do anything but that.
Her ass slowly moved up and down and from side to side in response to his rubbing cock. She couldn't control it.
"Getting itchy, ain't ya, Sister? Getting crazy for a fuck."
"No," she whispered, her cunt throbbing with need.
Ronny chuckled. "All ya gotta do is say so, and I'll plug it in." He worked his enormous prickhead halfway into her cunt, then let it throb there.
The stretch was almost more than she could stand, but it wasn't at all unpleasant, and her cunt ached for more, more hot fuckmeat to stuff it. She salivated, some of her spit leaking from the right corner of her mouth before she could swallow it. The taste of her brother's cock, of his jism, still lingered on her lips, in her throat.
"Do it," she whispered, the words dripping out of her mouth like her spit.
"You say something, Sister? I can't hear you."
"Do it."
"Do what? Do what, Sister?" He wiggled his cock, then eased it slightly back.
She panicked, backing her ass toward him. "Put it in."
"Put what in?"
"Your thing. Put it in."
"My thing? What thing're you talking about?"
"Your penis."
"My what?"
"Your prick!" You bastard, she added silently, your big ugly prick!
Ronny laughed. "You don't deserve this, bitch, but…" He drove his cock into her to the hilt.
"Uhhh!" She grimaced from the stretch, felt as if her pelvis was going to explode. "Easy. Oh, oh!" She reached back and lay her hand on his right hip in an effort to control his movements.
He wouldn't be controlled. He reared back and slammed forward, using his arm-sized cock like a piledriver, nearly knocking her head into the stone wall in front of her with the force of his thrusts.
"Ahhh!" he growled. "Ahhh, fuck!" His huge raw cock plunged in and out, grinding the guts out of her.
Sister Bernice gritted her teeth, clutched at the dirty yellow straw, using all her strength to brace herself. Her cunt flamed inside with an intensity of sensation that was part pleasure and part pain. She grunted with each of his savage thrusts, her skull jolted, the wind partially knocked out of her. He was fucking her harder than when he'd raped her, and his cock was bigger now.
He gripped her hips, jerking them back against his loins as he pounded his cock into her. His hard belly smacked her ass again and again, and she bit her tongue, bit her lips. Her head snapped up and down, up and down, and she feared a whiplash.
"Arghhhhh!" he bellowed like an animal. "Ahhhhh!" He fucked her relentlessly, viciously, his prick knifing into her cunt.
Hot juice ran out of her, and she wondered how much blood was mixed with the pussyjuice this time. It had been three years since he had exploded her cherry, but now his cock had grown and was likely still tearing her up inside. The stretch was incredible. She felt a searing ache throughout her loins and all the way down the insides of her thighs. As he fucked her, her tits swung like water balloons, her nipples swollen and smarting from the vicious gnawing he'd given them earlier.
She was thankful for the straw under her knees and hands. She was exerting so much energy, was panting so hard, that the damp drafts prowling through the cellblock no longer chilled her. In fact, she was beginning to sweat.
"Uh, uh, ugh!" her brother grunted, his gigantic prick grinding in her cunt, plooshing in her seething fuckhole. He reached under her and juggled her tits, pinched them, scratched and slapped them.
She ground her teeth together, knowing it would do no good to protest or to fight him. The more she resisted, the more savagely he would abuse her.
Why does he have to be so mean? she wondered. Why does he have to torture me to take his pleasure? Why is he such an animal, such a barbarian?
The teen was slicing her up inside, she was whimpering, and yet she was half enjoying the savage assault. No I'm not, she tried to tell herself. I hate it. I wish I were dead. And yet, she couldn't help wiggling her ass for more as her brother fucked her. Suddenly her entire body was tingling as if an electric rain were drenching her. Her loins swelled with heat, with tightness, with pleasurable sensations that she could hardly stand.
"Tighten, yeah squeeze me, oh, Christ, shit!" Ronny rotated his loins, churned his hard belly against her ass. The tip of his cockhead kissed the backside of her navel like a set of burning lips. He hauled out and rammed in, hauled out and fucked in, grinding her out deep and hard, reaming her with everything he had.
"Oh, please!" Sister Bernice gasped, not knowing anymore whether she was begging him to stop or begging him to fuck her harder. Her entire fuckhole was melting, was cramping, was aching with pleasure, or pain, she couldn't tell which anymore.
"Uh, ugh, uh!" Ronny grunted like a football lineman slamming into a blocking sled, his rock-muscled abdomen pounding her ass again and again and again. "Skin it, bitch! Oh, Christ!"
Sister Bernice blubbered, tears rolling down her cheeks, spit leaking and spraying from her slack mouth. She panted like a woman in labor, her body jolted as if she were being slammed across the ass with a baseball bat. Her cunt was tightening unbearably, clutching her brother's cock with every ounce of strength in her loins. Her pain, her pleasure, strained toward a peak.
"Fuck!" she growled, her voice deep and throaty. "Fuck!"
"Yeah!" Ronny moaned. "Fuck you!"
"Fuck me! Fuck meeee!"
"Goddamn bitch! Slut, whore, cocksucker! Fuck youuuu!"
She felt absolutely filthy, and the names her brother called her added to that feeling. Her sense of being filthy increased her pleasure, increased her needed to fuck and to come. She churned her ass faster and faster, screwing her cunt on her brother's cock, driving her ass back against his wonderfully hard belly. She loved the feeling of his abdomen smacking her ass, the feeling of his cock fucking the guts out of her.
"Harder!" she gasped. "Deeper! Harder!" Her brother clutched her tits so hard that her nipples almost exploded. He rammed into her in a frenzy, collapsed on her back, biting her neck, ripping at the flesh on her shoulders. He pumped, pumped, pumped, his arm-sized, ivory smooth cock slicing, fucking, grinding her out. She was aware of his cock hardening even more, of it swelling even larger.