Jasper · Part 2

Jasper · Part 2 (2/2)
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er, keeping her legs pulled out straight and as far apart as they would go. The boys, all but Frank, who was holding the dog and looking away, watched her and laughed. With her legs spread like that, her most private place was fully exposed.

Jenny lay there, her lips parted, looking at Carly's huge, towering prick. Slowly, she licked her lips. She was breathing heavily, and every time her ribs rose, inhaling, her tits jiggled and slid toward her shoulders, then settled back when she breathed out. With each breath, her tummy would sink down, hanging from her protruding hip bones like the fabric of a tent. Then, when she exhaled, her tum would mound up slightly, and her pubic bush would shift slightly. The sun beat down on skin which had never been exposed to sunlight.

Jenny looked at each of the boys, who looked at her as if she was a million dollars, piled on the grass. They all looked, except her brother, Frank, who had turned away, wouldn't look, when he saw Jenny looking at him. They all had stiff pricks, even Frank. For all that she was helpless, at their mercy, she couldn't help feeling a sense of power, knowing that she could turn them on like that.

"Look at that cunt. I got to touch it." said Jimboy.

"Hey, guys, she's my sister."

"Shut up, Frank." said Marion, "You can see she wants it, don't she, Carly?"

Carly looked deep into Jenny's eyes, as if they were reading each other's thoughts. "Don't touch her, Marion. You neither, Jimboy. You can look, but don't hurt her." said Carly firmly. His prick stood up firmly, too, but he didn't seem self-conscious about it. Jenny's eyes kept flicking from Carly's face to Carly's crotch.

Jimboy said, "There's milk and flour and ketchup and dog food and mayonnaise and lots of stuff in a grocery bags she left her car. What say we rub her all over with mayonnaise, and then dust her with flour?"

"That would be fun." added Marion.

"Guys, she's my sister, for Chrissake. Besides, how's she goin' to explain to Ma about the groceries?"

"Get the bags, anyway." said Carly. "Frank's right. We can't fuck her, and we can't really hurt her, and it would be a waste of food to dump it over her, wouldn't it? We can look, though. Lookit her watching us. I'll bet it turns her on, to have all us lookin' at her naked body, talking about smearing her with mayonnaise."

Galen Lucifer shamelessly started to masturbate, stroking his dong with is right hand while he peered at Jenny's heaving tits, and Jenny, as if watching a cobra, stared back. About three strokes and he shot his semen all over her chest. Jenny gasped and tried to look down at it. Marion started to imitate Galen Lucifer, and then Brady and Jimboy joined in, imitating the older boys by pulling on their pricks. Carly sneered at them, just stood by, even looked in the grocery bags, as if shooting his cum on Jenny was just kid stuff.

Jenny seemed fascinated, watching Marion bucking and grunting and then spewing creamy fluid across her belly. Brady missed and spilled his jism in the grass. Jimboy got his mostly on his hand. Jenny put up with all of this without protesting, until Carly knelt down between her knees. "Carly, what are you doin'?" she asked, softly.

Carly peered intently at her most private cleft. Gently, he took hold of her pubic hair and pulled the outer lips apart, to get a better look. "Carly Breton, you leave me alone." she yelled, but Carly just smiled.

"Carly, no one has ever touched me there, and I'll thank you not to. Enough's enough."

"You're not a virgin, are you, Jenny?"

"With God as my witness, I am!"

He looked closer, spreading her lower lips, fingering her slick inner lips, causing Jenny to squirm as much as she could, tied as she was. "Huh. I think she is." said Carly. He went to tighten the ropes some more; she was spread so much her cunt gaped open on its own. The boys all stared with wonderment.

"Lookit how pink she is in there."

"And wet."

"I think she likes it. Women get wet there when they like it."

"Jimboy, give me the pliers." said Carly.

Jimboy did.

Carly took a twenty-five pound bag of Gravy Train and forced it under her taut legs, pushing it up under her buttocks, so that her pelvis was raised and tipped back, her mount of venus uppermost. With the pliers, Carly took hold of a few curly pubic hairs and pulled, gently at first.

"Ow, that hurts." said Jenny. It didn't, really, any more than plucking her eyebrows did, but she had to protest the indignity of it all. Carly yanked, and the hairs came out. Jenny could only gasp. The thought of these boys pulling out her private hairs, it was almost worse than if they had raped her the usual way. Carly passed the pliers to Jimboy, who amused himself for a while, but finally relinquished them to Marion. Brady and Galen took turns, too. Then Carly started again, and the others kept taking turns, until it seemed to Jenny there couldn't be many hairs left to pull.

Jenny bore the indignity, trying not to cry out, not to give them the satisfaction of thinking they were hurting her. Actually, it was kind of exciting, like the time she dreamed she was naked in the choir loft at church. It wasn't so bad she couldn't stand it, and she hoped no one else would find out. She couldn't explain it, how she came to be naked down there, hairless, but no one need know. It would grow back.

"Ok, guys, back off. She's had almost enough, I think. Just one more punishment." said Carly. Jenny wondered what that might be. Carly was the only boy, except her brother, who still had a hard-on. She had heard of boys doing terrible things, like making a girl suck it. She hoped Carly wouldn't do that, not in front of all these boys, anyway.

Carly took the needlenose pliers and stabbed into the dog food bag under Jenny's ass. She strained to lift her head and see what he was doing. He was touching her, down there, again. Jenny didn't know what to think. She felt Carly doing something to her, thought she could feel something in there, but it was all too strange.

"Jesus, he's stickin' dog food up her cunt!"

"Carly! She's my sister."

"It's that Gravy Train stuff. Lookit, gravy's drippin' out of her."

Jenny saw Carly get to his feet and walk over to Frank. Carly's erect prong seemed the size of Frank's arm. "OK. Let Jasper loose."

Frank hesitated. In a flash, Carly pulled Frank's hands off the collar and pushed Frank over into the grass. Jasper was off like a shot. Jenny screamed, when she realized what was going to happen. And then it happened. She saw the terrified look on Frank's face, saw him run away, into the trees.

"Jesus, look at him go."

"What a tongue that dog has."

Jenny closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She tried not to think of the boys, watching her. She tried not to think of the beast, slobbering over her. She tried to think of hymns. It was no use. Jasper's rough tongue moved quickly over Jenny's now hairless outer lips. She shivered. Jasper slid his tongue between her outer lips, licking hard to get the juices which flowed from within her. His cold nose and warm upper lip pushed against her, just under her pubic bone, causing strange feelings to radiate though her belly. The touch of the dog's tongue, on her most sensitive places, was more than she could take. It was too much, too new. She writhed and tried to move her hips, but she couldn't. Though her eyes were tight closed, she could hear the boys laughing. "She likes it. See how she's squirmin.' See how her nipples are stickin' up like that? She likes it."

"Look how that dog licks it up."

"See that blush on her chest, Jimboy? That means she comin'. What they call an orgasm."

Is that what it is, thought Jenny, as she gasped and felt the strangest, most compelling sensations, as if her heart was beating in her belly, as if a small animal was inside her, struggling to get out, as if electricity was short-circuiting her brain. At last, Jasper stopped licking her down there and began to lick the sticky seminal fluid that the boys had shot onto her belly and breasts. It felt….good. Jenny tried to relax, coming down off that, whatever it was, an orgasm? When Jasper had licked up all he could find, he went panting off into the woods.

Jenny let her eyelids open a little, tried to see what was happening. Galen Lucifer walked by, tucking his shirt in his pants.

Carly was squatting, right beside her. He put one hand on her nude cleft, the other on her breast. Jenny turned her head toward him, and found she was staring at his huge, erect, prick, just inches from her face. "Well." said Carly, "I guess we don't have any secrets from each other, do we?"

It took Jenny seconds to focus her mind. "You barbarian!" she said.

"Yeh. See you around, Jenny. Maybe next time…" He got up and walked toward the clothes. Jenny wondered what, next time. Was that a threat? Was it a hope? She'd have to think about that.

She saw Marion, Brady, and Jimboy getting dressed and going toward the truck. Carly didn't walk by until the others started beeping the truck horn. "Chissake!" he yelled, "Can't you twerps wait a second?"

Only then did Jenny see Frank come out of the woods. His prick was limp. He hurried over to get his pants and put them on quickly. Only then did he approach Jenny. He stood right between her outstretched feet. He could see right up inside her! "I'm sorry, Jenny." he said, awkwardly."I'm sorry that happened, Jenny. Still, you shouldn't ha' taken our clothes."

With a tremendous effort, straining her abdominal muscles, Jenny managed to sit up, so she was balanced with her bottom on the sack of dog food. "Don't stand there staring at me, you ninny. Untie my hands."

Frank stepped over his sister's bare leg and went around behind, to untie the knotted bra. As soon as Jenny's hands were free, she covered her crotch with her right hand and her breasts with her left forearm. Her feet were still tied, but she felt she could reach the knots. "Little brother."she said, "it's a little embarrassing to have you there staring at me. Grab the rest of your clothes and get out of here, now. Go on. Walk home. Run home. I'll be all right. I want to wash off in the river, and I don't want you watching, understand?"

It seemed to her that Frank was reluctant to go. He gathered up his clothes, but he kept looking toward her. Jenny didn't move, just kept herself covered as best she could. "Frank, if you ever mention this, or ever try to see me naked again, I'll cut your prick off." growled Jenny. Frank seemed to hurry a bit more then. He walked off into the woods, and Jasper bounded after him for a few feet. Then the dog turned and came toward Jenny and paced in circles around her.

With Frank gone, Jenny looked down at herself. She still had a lot of pubic hair; they had mostly plucked her outer lips. She ran a finger over the sensitive, hairless skin. She gently spread herself with her fingers and bent over, trying to see, for the first time, what, until all this happened, was forbidden territory. She would need a mirror to see inside. Tentatively she moved a finger tip in the forbidden zone, exploring herself. Why shouldn't she? The boys had all seen more of her than she had ever dared look at. For half a minute, she wondered what it all meant.

Then Jenny reached into the torn sack and took half a handful of dog food. Slowly, experimentally, she pushed the lumpy pieces into herself. "Jasper." she called, "Here, doggie."

Jasper · Part 2 (2/2)
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