Chapter 5

At that moment, Jody was just finishing up work on a clogged fuel line on one of the cars in the garage. Unlike Keri, she'd learned quite a bit about cars from her father and brothers, and liked to think she knew as much as they did.

Mark was walking through on his way to his car when he saw her form bent over the front of the engine. He stopped and then swerved over to her, his eyes ravishing her round little ass while he approached.

Since she was staying home today, just screwing around, she was dressed comfortably in short shorts and a tank top cut off below the chest. The pants were getting to be too tight, Mark noted as he saw her white ass cheeks pushing out the sides.

He walked up right behind her, staring into the little crotch and imagined he saw some loose pussy hair peeking out.

"What'cha doin'?" he asked.

"What's it look like I'm doin'?" she called over her shoulder.

"Why don't you leave stuff like that to us. You girls should just worry about cooking and cleaning and keeping yourself pretty."

She rose up and turned to stare at him balefully. She didn't say anything, then turned back to the engine.

Mark grinned down at her. "No husband is gonna care about you fixing his car, shrimp. He's only gonna care about you keeping house and being good in bed."

"Up yours!" she called back.

"It's the God's honest truth," he taunted. "You want to hook a man, it ain't your repair work that's gonna do it, it's this!" He goosed her, and she yelped, jumping backwards.

"Fuck off!" she cursed.

"Touchie, touchie," he snickered.

She punched at him but he held his hand up and pushed her fist away. She tried several times and then angrily tried to kick him. He laughed at her and grabbed her ankle, holding it high in the air as she hopped around on the other one, cursing at him.

"You sure do fight like a girl," he taunted, knowing it would just make her even madder.

"Let go of my foot, you scum-sucking bastard!" she screamed.

"Say pretty please."

"Fuck you!"

"Say, I'm a silly little girl who should be on her hands and knees scrubbing floors."

"Eat shit!"

He let go of her foot and she fell backwards against the car.

She jumped up again and swung her fist but he caught it and swung her around, hugging her tightly against him, her ass pressed into his legs. He held both her arms tightly as she struggled furiously.

"Why don't you stop acting like a tom-boy?" he said, his voice getting ragged. "Why not act like the hot little slut you really are?"

"I'm gonna cut your cock off!" she hissed, trying to twist away.

"Really? You sure you don't want to suck it instead?"

She blinked in surprise at his words and tone both.

He pressed his face down next to her ear. "Sure you don't want to fuck me like you do the old man?"

Her heart gave a lurch and she went white. "Wha... what are you talking about?"

"I saw you last night, baby. I saw the old man puttin' it to you, saw you screamin' and yowling for more. I never would have guessed you were such a hot little fuck."

He twisted her around then, so she faced him and backed her against the car. His face was inches from hers as he looked into her eyes. "Why don't you show me what you showed the old man last night?" he breathed, his eyes sliding down her body.

"You... you're crazy. I never did anything. Let me go right now or... "

"Or what? You'll tell the old man? What are you gonna tell him, huh?"

He pressed against her with his groin, which sported a tremendous hard-on. He ground it into her crotch as he held her hands tightly.

"Let me go!" she gasped, her mind reeling, her skin bright crimson with embarrassment at his revelation.

"Not till I get what Dad got!" he panted. He grabbed her arm and steered her into the back seat of the car, pushing her down on her back and jumping on top of her.

She struggled against him, but he weighed almost twice as much as her and she was hopelessly overpowered.

He held her hands above her head in a single fist and just kind of looked down at her for a long minute as she squirmed. He was unaccountably nervous as he approached the point of no return.

"You want it. You know you want it," he gasped. His hand was on her belly. He started to caress her slowly, then worked it upward until it slid under her little t-shirt and he felt the upward swelling of her left breast.

"Mark! Stop it! Let me go! Don't!" she begged.

He couldn't stop though. His mind was full of the images he'd witnessed that morning, of her and his father. He slid his hand up onto her breasts, fondling them, squeezing down on the fleecy skin.

He pushed her t-shirt up around her neck and gazed down hungrily at her twin mounds, then lowered his mouth to her left breast and kissed her nipple. He suckled on it, sucking it into his mouth and chewing the little pink nub.

"Bastard!" she cried.

"Hot little whore!" he hissed.

He squeezed her tit and his face came down against hers. She twisted her head from side to side, trying to keep his lips from hers. He kissed her cheeks, her lips, her ears, her throat. His mouth darted from side to side, nuzzling into the nape of her neck as she struggled haplessly against him.

"Stop! Stop it!" she begged.

His free hand slid down her smooth, flat belly and into her shorts, sliding under her panties and into her warm, tangled nest of downy pubic hair. His fingers slid right down over her cunt, going right down between her legs to cup and squeeze her crotch.

She tried to twist herself away, to close her legs, but his hand was in there too tightly. He thrust a knee between hers, shoving them back apart. He felt her heat with his hand and groaned into her throat as he rubbed her.

"M... Mark! Pleeease! Noooo!" she pleaded.

He slid his hand back up and then grabbed her shorts and jerked them downward, sliding them down to her knees with her panties. He rubbed his hand over her sweating cuntmound, his head coming up so he could gaze down at her crotch.

He tore her shorts and panties down the rest of the way, despite her struggles and then rolled fully atop her, his crotch pressed against hers, his legs and hips jamming hers apart.

He grabbed the a seatbelt and twisted it around Jody's wrists, tying them in place above her head so both his hands would be free. Then he grabbed her hair in his left hand and jerked her face up against his. His lips pressed firmly against hers and rolled from side to side. His tongue pressed against her oral opening but she kept her lips tightly locked. His right hand was roving across her lithe young body, rising over the curving outline of her chest and up over the swells of her breasts, down through the slight depression of her lower belly and onto her crotch. His fingers worked at her fuck-hole and he pressed a finger into her.

She grunted, her lips opening slightly, and his tongue jammed into her mouth. She bit down on it and he jerked back with a curse. He slapped her with his open hand, knocking her head to one side.

"Little slut!" he panted. "I know how to tame a hot little bitch like you!" He grabbed his belt and almost tore it open, then unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his knees. He wasn't wearing any shorts and his hard, pulsing cock came free and pressed against Jody's belly.

"This is what you need, girl!" he gasped. He held his cock in his right hand and positioned it at her tight little cunt opening, then rubbed it up and down her slit, groaning slightly at the feeling of her wet, pink flesh against his sensitive cock-head. He pressed down harder then, shoving his cock against the entrance of her fuck-tunnel.

Jody groaned and arched her back, trying to dislodge him.

He pushed harder, twisting his ass from side to side to drill his prong into her. His cock-head slipped inside and he sighed with relief as he felt her hot, tight box squeezing down on it. He pushed his hips down and forward and felt another inch or so of cock slide into Jody's box.

He let go of his prick and slowly lowered his hips, forcing inch after inch of steaming red cock-meat into his sister's tight, squeezing, fuck-box.

Jody gasped as she felt the inexorable movement of his cock. She gave a final furious strain against the seatbelt and then went limp as her brother's fat prick slid up into her pussy tunnel.

She lay there, hardly moving as his hands resumed their desperate stroking and fondling of her body. They squeezed and twisted her breasts, rubbed her sides, her hair, her arms, and slid under her to cup and knead her buttocks.

His cock buried itself in her fuck-hole, his balls flattened against her splayed buttocks. He held it still inside her as his mouth roved over her face. He mashed his lips against hers, shoving his tongue into her mouth. She didn't respond, lying sullen and unmoving as he made use of her body.

His tongue flickered about in her oral opening and his cock throbbed in her belly. She tried to ignore him and them completely.

Mark wasn't used to being ignored by the girls he fucked. With the first desperate rush of his lust behind him now and his cock stuffed high in Jody's belly, he began to regain control of himself. He bent to her breasts and began to carefully work on them. His tongue slid lightly back an forth across her nipples, moving in slow circles around each little pink bud before flicking across it. His lips were wet and soft as they enclosed the little buds and his breath was like a whispering feather as he suckled on them. His hands stroked lightly, his fingers sliding over her flesh.

He ground himself into her open crotch, his cock pressing against the deepest part of her small fuck-tunnel. He swivelled his ass in circles against her, mashing down on her pussy mound, crushing her ass with his hips. He worked his cock in and out of her in very slow short strokes as his skin rubbed against hers. His mouth roved across her throat, nibbling at her earlobes and against her lovely curving throat. He held her nipples, stiffening rapidly, between his fingers and twisted them slowly.

Jody moaned involuntarily, gritting her teeth against the slow waves of erotic sensations rolling through her body.

'Oh, God, No!' she cried in her mind, trying to clamp down against her body's betrayal. 'Not again, not now, not with Mark!'

Still, her body heated more and more. She felt herself glowing with warmth. Mark's hands moved everywhere, leaving a trail of twitching nerve endings behind. His lips ravished her face and neck and breasts, making her flesh burn with lust.

She was dismayed by the responses of her body. It was obvious now, that it wasn't merely her father, it was Mark too, probably everyone. She was a slut! She was a useless, weak- willed, rubber-legged female. She almost cried as she felt a bolt of fiery sexual excitement shoot into her belly from her stuffed cunt-box.

Mark was moving his cock more fully now, sliding it up and down the full length of her fuck-tunnel, letting his bloated cockpole caress her pink, wet, silky insides as it moved back and forth.

"Uuunnnggghhh!" she groaned, helplessly.

"Yeah! You like that, don't you, baby?" Mark breathed.

His teeth closed around her right nipple and chewed on it as his lips enveloped the little bud and his breath sucked in. He started to pump into her, his ass rising and falling energetically. His cock was wet with Jody's cunt juices. It pounded relentlessly in her narrow cunt-slit, making little wet noises as it moved in and out. He slammed it balls-deep in her cunt and rolled his groin around in slow circles against her crotch, pressing down hard.

"Nooooooo!" Jody sobbed, her cunt screaming in delight. "Nooo! No! No! No! No! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!" her body shuddered and she arched her back, taking his cock deep into her. Her legs splayed wide and slid around her brother's body, trying to pull him in tighter. Her cunt was a steaming volcanic black hole that sought to pull in the world.