Chapter 4

Blonde Suzie Halford walked slowly through the forest, her gaze wandering from Jim by her side to the jumble of ridges marching off in the distance in their various shades of green and gray. She'd been a little sorry that Carl and Verna hadn't been at their cottage when they'd stopped by a few moments ago, for she loved her brother and liked his bride, and it would've been nice to see them again after last night. But then again, she wasn't too sorry, for when Jim had returned from his extended breakfast with a carton of groceries and assorted liquor, he'd told her about the plans for a party that evening, and so she knew everybody would get together then. Besides, it was extremely pleasant just being alone with Jim, hiking through the wooded and rock-strewn wilderness. It seemed strange to her that Jim acted intent on following a particular route, one without a defined path but which meandered through the shrubs and trees. One that required him to pause occasionally and look around, listening closely, as if he were on the track of some stealthy forest animal. But this was only a fleeting thought to her, for her young heart was beating rapidly with other more important matters.

The sordid and painful events of her wedding night still preyed heavily on her mind. The more she considered them and her prissy behavior with Jim this morning, the more she became flushed and angry with herself. Jim had conquered her out of passion and lust, not love and tenderness, but she could not blame him, not really. Perhaps she had made a mistake by abiding by her mother's puritan lessons when Jim had been overtly persistent about having her before their marriage. She had been too prudish in their sexual relationship, she now realized, and his brutal attack on her had been brought about by her lack of understanding of his frustration. But it was going to be different from now on, she pledged. She was still too inexperienced to know exactly how to do it, but she was firmly resolved to try and become the lover he desired and needed. Good Lord! She was a grown-up married woman now, and it was high time she discarded at least some of her Victorian hang-ups! Possibly if she had done so a long time ago, as Jim had urged, none of last night would have happened... and at this very moment they would be in each other's arms making beautiful love...

She trod softly over the thickly grassed earth, smiling slightly with the dream of her new resolutions, plucking off an occasional burr that stuck to her thin blouse and short, pleated skirt, glad she'd decided not to wear stockings or panty-hose on the walk. Jim, a step ahead of her, spread a tree branch aside that was in their way, and then, waiting for her to pass, said, "I... I wanted to apologize for last night, Suzie. It must've been pretty rough on you."

She smiled at him wistfully, shaking her head. She couldn't seem to find the proper words to answer him, so she remained silent for a moment, and Jim, evidently taking this as a rebuff, tried to comfort her some more.

"You were so breathtakingly beautiful, standing there, nude," he said contritely, feeling his penis throbbing between his legs. God! How he wanted to fuck her again! But he knew his chances of hauling her down on the ground where they were and ramming it to her was out of the question. Mental victory would have to come before physical victory, and the time was not yet ripe for that. He continued to look sad-faced at his bride, his true emotions so lacking remorsefulness that he feared she'd see right through him. "I... I don't know what got into me," he added lamely, "maybe the devil. The devil made me do it."

"No, darling," Suzie whispered, awkward with her own feelings of guilt and embarrassment. "It was me. I'm more to blame than you are, and what you told me this morning is right. You're a man, while I..." she ended the sentence in a woeful sigh.

"And you're a woman," Jim murmured softly. "One hell of a woman."

"Am I?" she questioned despondently. "I wasn't... I wasn't when you needed one, Jim, but I promise you this. From now on, I'm going to do everything I can to be a woman. All the woman you can handle!"

"You will be," he promised her. "You'll see, you will be!"

I hope so... for the sake of our marriage and love, I hope so! She turned away from him to hide the sudden surge of tears that were blurring her eyes. "L-Let's rest here a moment and then go back to the cabin, darling."

Jim hesitated, looking around as if earnestly seeking something, frowning slightly. "No... not just yet, if you don't mind, Suzie. I... I feel sort of fidgety today, and you know how much I like to hike in the country. Let's go on a bit further."

Suzie nodded mutely, a small twinge of despondency coming over her. He doesn't want me again yet, she thought miserably. He's afraid to take me back to bed and fail, and that's why we're wandering through the hills this way... She walked after him without question, figuring that it was she who would now have to show patience and understanding, and again promising she'd try harder when the next chance arose. She caught up with him as they strolled through the thickly aromatic pines, and, pressing her hand into his, she brushed her nubile body against his often in the cool, dim woods. The gentle caress of knee-high grass and wildflowers against her bare legs felt comforting to her, though, and the bright songs of the birds clustered in the trees overhead added to her naturally buoyant spirits. Every few minutes, she would catch the rustle of some darting small animal, or the scratchings of a chipmunk as it clawed up the bark of a fir. It was as if she were entirely alone with Jim in a world of peace and tranquillity, and, as she continued walking, the distraught young bride began feeling a little more relaxed and calm...

Soon they neared a small, secluded glade, sheltered by tall trees and thick, lush foliage. The ground was covered with spongy moss, and she could hear the trickling of a stream off to one side. They worked their way a little closer through the shadows of the trees, and, just before they were going to step out into the clearing, they heard another sound. With Jim's hand holding her back, Suzie leaned forward, puzzled...

They were the oddest noises she'd ever heard in her life! They didn't sound like they were from a large, wild beast, for they were sighs and groans that seemed more human than animal!

Then - "Oooohhh shit! You suck like Aphrodite!"

Suzie froze, her mind, so full of happiness, torn asunder by the crude obscenities she'd just heard. Her face contorted with confusion, and she turned to her husband, her breath choking in her throat as she asked him, "Wha-What was that?"

"I don't know!" Jim lied, knowing full well what it was. He hadn't tracked Verna and Carl halfway to Nevada for nothing! "It sounded like a man," he continued, trying to act perplexed. "It sounded almost like... like Carl!"

"My brother? No, it can't be!"

Her protests were cut short by the sounds of more lewd words, this time muffled and from a woman's lips. Suzie couldn't believe it, but the voice sounded exactly like Verna's!

"I love it! Yes, yes, I love the taste of your prick! Mmmmm!"

Suzie was almost pulled off her feet by the prodding Jim Halford. She wanted to run, to flee from what her senses told her was an impossibility - but yet an all too real reality. She felt like the heroine in a cheap Hollywood horror movie, about to open the squeaky attic door and let the monster loose. She tried to stall, to dig her heels into the ground, but the earth was too soft and her husband's strength too much. They rounded a few more trees and slipped quietly through a growth of tall brush, the moans of passion becoming more distinct.

"You like having a blow job, don't you, Carl?"

"God Almighty, yes! I love it! So sweet, so sweet... !"

There was silence for a moment, and Suzie heard the rustlings of bodies upon a sheet or blanket as the man - no longer just a man, but her brother Carl! - moaned and sighed with his burgeoning delight.

"Look!" Jim suddenly hissed in her shocked ear. "Look over there, by the creek!"

Suzie took one quick glimpse, and abruptly she felt as if she would scream. Instead, she raised the back of her hand to her lips in convulsive horror and swallowed heavily. "Oh... no!" she gasped behind her covering hand. "I don't believe it!"

What she had seen was her twin brother Carl lying spread- eagled on a large blanket, completely naked, rolling his blond head in ecstasy while Verna knelt between his legs. The curvaceous black-haired bride was as unclothed as he, and she was moistly running her ovalled mouth up and down over Carl's thick, jutting penis, her expression that of a woman possessed.

Suzie leaned against a tree trunk, unable to move. "I... I simply can't believe it!" she gasped again.

Jim chuckled quietly and folded his arms across his chest. "Christ, Suzie, it's plain to see. They're making love!"

The young girl tried to blot out the perverted scene in front of her. Dear Lord! That wasn't making love - what they were doing was unnatural - a sinful and depraved act! Carl knew that, he'd been raised properly... but there he was... how could he be... how could her twin brother be... be... ? She couldn't even find the words to express the horrid view! Then Suzie realized that Jim was speaking again. She wrenched her mind to what he was saying, asking, "What? What was that?"

"I said, isn't it a wild thing to watch?"

She twisted her head to stare at her husband, not sure she could believe what she'd heard him utter, or the grinning, hot- eyed expression she now saw on his face. "You don't mean that you... approve of what Carl and Verna are doing, do you?" she blurted out incredulously. "They're... like animals!"

"Don't be too sure about that, rosebud!"

"It's awful! They've gone crazy!"

"Who can tell what should or shouldn't be done in passion? It's a very strong emotion. Everybody needs passion to make themselves happy, don't they? Isn't that what you've been telling me today? To make the person you love happy?"

"Y-Yes," she agreed hesitantly. "But doing... doing such a wicked act can't be a part of such happiness!"

"No? Take a good look at my sister and your brother. I think our twins are making each other very happy!"

Suzie felt confused and bewildered, and, even though she felt that she was right, she wasn't in any condition to be arguing morality. She blinked heavily, trying to clear her mind of blurred thoughts, thoughts of the previous night and her unwilling initiation into sexual practices, and of her promises today that she'd learn how to be a woman. Did it take such evil acts to please a man? No, it couldn't! It was sinful just to consider such perversions, much besides lower oneself to perform them. Or... was it? Suzie seriously began questioning her frozen values, wondering if she was incapable of ever knowing what a man wanted or required.

What was sex? Jim had taken her in the normal way last night, but it had left her cold and frightened. Where was the fire she assumed should come! Was it really the brutal coupling she'd experienced and it would never get better for her - or was it this untamed lust that drove people mad like she was witnessing now? The thought raced through her shattered mind - what would it feel like to be so passionate - what should it be like?

"We can make love that way," Jim said softly, dropping his hand gently on her quivering shoulder. "I can teach you..."

"No... no, never!" she moaned, squirming from the touch of his brushing fingers. "I won't, I can't! It's wrong!"

She could sense a strange, light-fingered tingling beginning between her thighs, one which she could not understand and instinctively felt guilty about feeling now. They were lewd stirrings like she'd never felt before, and they scared her as they grew stronger and more persistent. She involuntarily pressed her buttocks together, squeezing her thighs tight in an effort to quiet the mysterious sensations.

"Look at them," Jim said, pulling her closer to him. "Verna's enjoying it, and so is your brother. Aren't they?"

"Yes, yes they are," she breathed, her eyes locking against her will on Carl with his legs wide apart and his enormous cock sunk all the way up into Jim's sister's clasping mouth. She could see clearly his glistening thick shaft disappearing into the softly rounded lips of Verna's face. It was almost swallowed to the hilt, only a tiny stretch of it left showing, wet and quivering. His bride's expression was contorted into the most depraved portrait of ecstasy Suzie could ever have imagined. God, how Verna must feel, she thought. And I've never felt that way... And the spontaneous thought made her squirm slightly as she stood staring at the couple on the blanket, her mind still unable to fathom the weird fire that was mounting unwantedly deep in her loins.

"Jim," she whispered almost hysterically. "We must go! We have to... right now! I can't stand it!" she quavered, tears filling her eyes.

"We'll stay until they're finished, rosebud," he said firmly, almost severely, "If they heard us now, they'd be very hurt and angry!"

"But... but we can't just stand here spying on them!" she gasped. "Th-That's not right to do!"

"Well, maybe it is and maybe it isn't," he laughed softly, "but they won't know, so it can't hurt them, right? Besides, you might just learn something!"

Suzie's heart skipped a beat at the obscene suggestion. Voyeurism! How sordid! It was far worse than going to one of those X-rated movies, for this was like peeking into a window into the privacy of someone's home! Yet, in spite of her revulsion to the idea, she could not seem to pull away from Jim or even shut her eyes to blot out the shocking tableau. She had to look - the obscene spectacle was mesmerizing her. Her mind rebelled - to watch her beautiful sister-in-law toying with the nakedly squirming body of her own twin brother was depraved and lewd! She knew she should demand that Jim take her back to the cabin, but now even her voice seemed to have deserted her.

She stared mindlessly as she heard the deep gurgling from Verna's throat only a few feet from her. Carl, the delirious grin on his face widening, was taking her hair more brutally in his hands and swinging her head up and down while he thrust upward to ram his lust-thickened penis deep into her eagerly sucking mouth. Suzie held her breath. She was certain Verna was going to choke from the sheer brute size of his erection... but she did not. She milked it hungrily as if she'd waited all her life for something this delicious and filling. Suzie couldn't help watching in horrified fascination as Verna's elastic lips puckered with all their might on the virile penis fucking her in the mouth, her cheeks hollowing on the outstroke and expanding obscenely on the instroke. Her eyes were glazed with a wild, ecstatic film of raw lust that made Suzie wince, its very urgency bringing a moan to the younger girl's lips. Suzie found her tongue nervously curling her lips, and an odd sensation of tickling wetness spreading from the swelling lips of her tender vagina to drench the front of her thin white panties.

Jim had dropped his other hand to her shoulders and was moving behind her now, but she hardly noticed it as she concentrated on the despicable position of the couple in the clearing. The unfamiliar aching inside her belly was beginning to grow hotter now and spread upwards to the nipples of her defensively hardening breasts. She shuddered as her husband leaned forward and teasingly described in lust-inciting terms, the actions she was viewing. His lips dropped to her ear and he was whispering moist obscenities into it - using words she had always considered vile but which now seemed suddenly strangely exciting. Again she pressed her thighs firmly together, determined to resist the strange emotions which were building curiously inside her loins.

"It's exciting, isn't it, rosebud?" he whispered to her. "The guy out there is your brother, and he's naked so you can see his cock, his nice hard cock that my sister is sucking the living hell out of..."

"You don't have to be so... so graphic!"

"Why not? Why not call it as you see it? It's exciting! I want you to do that to me, too!"

Suzie felt her stomach lurch and a clamminess crept across her body. She stiffened, moaning, "Don't ask me to do that. Don't... don't ever! What do you think I am? A whore?"

"Is Verna a whore?" Jim placed his hand up inside her open- tailed blouse and rested it on her bare stomach. Suzie couldn't deny that his touch sent a thrill through her. Already being aroused unconsciously from the obscene display on the blanket, but that didn't change the fact that her entire upbringing had prepared her to be repulsed by this... this filth!

"Stop, Jim," she mewled. "Please don't make things worse than they are!" She tried to pull away from his caressing hand, but then there came a different sound from the clearing, and her eyes once more feasted upon the carnally locked couple.

"Verna... !" Suzie heard her brother panting. "Verna, I want to... fuck you now! Got to fuck you now... come on, come on, baby, let me fuck you now..."