Chapter 8
Amy squealed as Roy pounded away at her from behind.
It was Saturday afternoon and the third time that he'd fucked her that day.
She'd woken up to find him spreading her legs, and although she'd pleaded that her pussy was too sore, he'd just laughed and started working his dick in anyway.
He seemed to enjoy her squeals and pleadings as she struggled beneath him, her pussy slowly wetting under his assault.
She hadn't come that time, or after breakfast when he'd had her ride up and down on him while he sat at the kitchen table; but now, bent over the table after lunch, she knew that this time she was going to orgasm.
It was building up inside her, the slow fire that had been teased all morning, that had tried to push its way through the discomfort of having her poor pussy stretched all over again.
His body rubbed against her splayed lips, his hands firmly gripping her hanging breasts as he shoved himself deep inside her.
Roy pinched her hardened nipples and she squealed, her inner muscles ripping over his dick as he groaned and fucked her harder, banging her hips against the table.
Amy struggled to keep her balance as her knees weakened, squealing as she started to come while her stepbrother fucked her from behind.
Roy felt her tightness ripping over him and he gasped as he slammed home, pumping her full of his cum.
With a gasp, Amy collapsed on the table, moaning as she felt another load of her stepbrother's cum filling up her sore pussy, his dick hard and uncomfortable inside her.
The fact that she'd orgasmed just made her feel even more sore.
Roy stabbed inside her with a few last quick strokes, making her whimper and shudder beneath him, her soft breasts flattened against the hard wood of the table.
When he pulled out of her, she immediately turned around and got on her knees, licking their sticky juices off of his crotch while Roy caressed her hair and smiled down at her. She could feel his cum dripping down her thighs, her pussy feeling unbearably chafed and raw.
Later that afternoon when he tried to pull her onto his lap again, Amy resisted, struggling and sobbing, pleading with him that she just couldn't take it anymore.
Her poor pussy was so overused. Yesterday she'd been a virgin, and now she'd had more sex than she could bear in just two days.
Roy, however, was very angry at her defiance.
Slapping her ass, he grabbed her and twisted her arms behind her, marching her up the stairs while she begged.
In her room he pushed her onto the bed. When he grabbed some rope that had been left lying there, she realized his intentions and started screaming, kicking out at him.
A quick twist of her nipple left her gasping, and then he shoved panties into her mouth, effectively gagging her as he tied her arms above her head and the one kicking ankle to each bedpost. Amy shuddered as she was left completely vulnerable to him, her pink pussy spread and helpless, already so sore from all the fucking.
"I think you need to be taught a lesson," said Roy, his eyes narrowed as he glared down at her, "This is my pussy." He gave it a short sharp slap and she gasped, her hips lifting as the pain jolted through her as he continued, "And I do what I want with it."
He spanked her pussy again and it hurt, but it also turned her on. Unlike the rubbing of sex, this was staccato pain, it both burned and felt good. She could feel herself start to get wet. Roy's eyes widened as he noticed it too.
"You like that, huh?" he asked, slapping her pussy harder and making her cry out behind the gag. "You like having your pussy spanked? Does it turn you on, you little slut?"
Amy cried out as her stepbrother continued to spank her pussy, his hand getting harder and harder on her tender flesh.
But she was getting wetter and wetter, and he was already fisting his dick with his other hand.
She knew that as soon as he was done spanking her pussy that he was going to fuck her, and that it was going to hurt.
Now she wanted it too, she wanted to feel him big and raw inside her, hurting her sore pussy.
Grabbing some lube from the nightstand, Roy spread it liberally on his aching dick, which was also starting to feel rather sore and chafed, then got between her legs and plunged straight in.
Amy screeched as he spread her open, his hips pressing against the tender flesh that he had just been spanking. Oh that hurt so good... it helped a lot that he'd put the lube on, it wasn't so raw-feeling and she could just enjoy how deep he was inside of her, how big he felt.
She was so used to being able to touch him, to try and hold him off a little or encourage him.
.. now all she could do was lay there and accept the fucking that he was giving her.
Moaning, she moved her hips up and down—the only movement that she could really make—and enjoyed the erotic feeling of being totally helpless underneath him.
Again she felt that release of guilt that made it easier for her to enjoy herself.
Riding him this morning had been the worst because she'd been the one doing all the work.
She'd been fucking her stepbrother of her own free will, moving up and down on top of his dick.
.. now it was all Roy fucking her, shoving his dick into her, and she was tied up and helpless.
Why did it make her so hot to feel helpless?
Her moans got louder behind the gag as she writhed, her pussy burning with sensual fire that was growing.
Roy's dick moved slickly in and out of her, the lube making it so easy for him to fuck her hard and relentlessly, slamming against her clit with every stroke.
Bending his head and scrunching his body a little, he managed to catch one of her nipples in his mouth, biting down on the tender bud and making her body ache with desire.
Then he was just moving hard on top of her, fucking her with everything he had. Amy screamed as she started to come, her orgasm burning and making her pussy tighten. Harder and harder his dick thrust, making her orgasm soar higher and more intensely, her body shaking as tears sparked in her eyes.
With a final thrust he went rigid on top of her, clutching her vulnerable body to his as cum began to spurt deep inside her. Amy shook beneath him, only able to relax when he did, his body slowly loosening its grip on her.
Sighing, Roy leaned back and pulled the gag from her mouth, kissing her swollen lips.
"I think I like it when you're tied up..." he said, kissing her deeply, his tongue teasing inside her mouth.
"I do too," she confessed. "But Roy... I really am so sore... please, I'll give you however many blow jobs you want but I don't think I can take having sex again."
"It's okay," he said. "I'm pretty sore too. That tight pussy of yours is going to rub all the skin off my dick if I keep fucking you all the time. One more time tomorrow morning before Mom and Dad get home, but no more today. Okay?"
"Okay." Amy sighed with relief and Roy snuggled down on top of her.
The next morning Amy willingly climbed on top of her stepbrother, sliding her tender pussy over his dick and riding him until they both came. They were scrambling for clothes when they heard the front door open.
"Hey kids, where are you?" Amy’s mother called.
"Upstairs," yelled Roy. "We'll be down in a second."
"Hurry up," said Roy’s father. "We brought home KFC!"
There was a note in his father's voice that made Roy wonder, yet again, just how much he suspected.