Identically Different - Closed for Wickedpen

[Homerun2611]

Billy O’Brien was up early, 3:30 AM, the 22 year old ginger, at six foot four, 235 pounds of chiseled muscle, was a modern day Paul Bunyan. Of fairest and freckled complexion with a mop like mane of brilliant red hair, and emerald green eyes, he slayed women with his simple country charm, only to later delight and thrill them with the telephone pole that swung between his legs. He felt her squirm on top of him, her dirty blonde hair tickled his impossibly broad chest, and her long model leg was draped across his thighs. His cum, from the bareback sex she had insisted on, still oozed out of her perfectly manicured pussy. “Fuck Darlin, I gotta get up and get going, and I’m gonna have to send you on your way. It sure was nice though, I hope you call me if you’re ever back here in Vail”. That would be the end of them, it was the end to all of them, he was a one, couple of night fantasy at best, maybe he wanted more some day, who knows, but right now he enjoyed being "their story" and he gave them what they craved.

While not the brightest bulb in the factory, he knew his role, and he was shockingly adept at reading women. Bonnie or Bunnie, or whatever her name was got up, and patted him on the head, and kissed him, like the sweet, big, gorgeous puppy dog she would tell her upper crust sorority sisters about back at Boston College when she flew back later today. Yep, with his log cabin, he had forgone the football scholarship in Boulder to stay at home, work at Daddy’s service station on US 70 during the day, and tend bar at the trendy but authentic O’Malley’s pub up in Breckenridge at night. In his waffled long underwear shirt, which appeared to be plastered on, perfectly covering but highlighting his muscles, baggy jeans that hinted at the muscular ass underneath, an untucked, unbuttoned flannel shirt, and a john deere baseball cap, generally turned backwards covering his man bun, the young specimen was the wet dream personification of the ski trip experience, all the rich, spoiled, but amazingly beautiful and horny rich girls wanted to tell their snobby friends about back home.

Unfortunately, part of working for Daddy was these early morning calls, to get the plow out there and help clear the roads. He sent the hot young thing on her way, poured a big thermos of hot black coffee and hopped in his old Ford pick up, with the plow attached and hit the road. This was a bad storm, it might be a long day...

 

[wickedpen]

"Damn it" Gina hissed as the Mini slid on the snowy road.
"I told we shouldn't have left Vale. Weather shmether I think you said" Holly chimes in as she grips the hand hold on the convertible top to either keep the top from flying off in the wind or to keep her 5'6" waif like frame from slamming into the door. Her other hand was on the dashboard as her identical twin sister drove.
"Fuck you Holly! If you had not fucked it up at the lodge we would be warm as toast next to a fire, but no, you had to slap the Maitre D." Gina hissed back as the cherry red mini cooper fish tailed with every nudge of the wheel.
"He fucking grabbed my ass!" Holly protested.
"Big fucking deal, your date grabbed mine, I didn't say boo" Gina says struggling to keep the car on the nearly invisible road.
"I didn't tell you to steal this car!" Holly said like some defense.
"and so what, you were gonna pay the $10 grand for the week we had accrued and then use your gold card at the Holiday Inn?" Gina shot back. "We had to skip and this was the best idea. How was I supposed to know there was a fucking blizzard, in April!"
Right then the car stopped having landed in a ditch without warning and the air bags deployed stopping all conversation to say the least.
They sat in silence as the air bags slowly deflated. Still in the slinky black dresses they wore to dinner with Greg, and flats that were barely fit for a beach they were stuck. The wind howled and the snow fell almost silently in the early hours.
"Great" Holly sighed.
"Don't!" Gina challenged her. "Let me think."
"That has been working so far" Holly said not expecting Gina's hand to slap her face but it did.
Just then the world began blinking orange as the sound of a locomotive or an airplane or... a snow plow grew louder.
Gina flipped on the hazards hoping they were close enough to the road and and not completely buried in snow.
Gina, the older by ten seconds pushed her door open enough to slide her rail thin hips through. It was fucking cold but being raised in the back country of Idaho made this just another day. She managed to get out just as the plow was about to crush her, the car and her sister. Amazingly the plow stopped as her bare thin arms waved wildly. She ran to the passenger side of the truck and pulled the door open. Not something you expect a beautiful blonde twenty something in an evening dress to do.
"Hey" her angelic face beamed up at the man in the drivers seat. Her make up was still somehow fresh as she climbed into the warm cab. "Who knew there was gonna be a storm?" she said only partially able to disguise her country accent. It was seen and cute and unique in the rich skiing circles but here, with a local, it was a tell.

 

[Homerun2611]

Fourteen hours, fourteen fucking hours he had worked these roads. Yes, he was young, strong, and so jacked up on caffeine, he wouldn't sleep for hours, but fourteen hours was a long fucking time. The snow was relentless, it wouldn't stop for hours, hell, maybe days, but thank god, his shift was almost over. He wouldn't be tending bar tonight, he had called in two hours ago. They understood, this area was all about making money on tourists, if US 70 was shut, no new money drove in from Denver.

He was rolling his neck, releasing the tension and almost didn't see them. It is amazing what the eyes of a young man pick up, and it was the legs, not the hazard lights, it was the legs. He saw them slide out, and the barely there slinky dress slid up, giving him a delicious view. Hard to believe, but what popped out was even better. He laughed, another rich girl driving Daddy's gift off the roads that it was never equipped to handle. He could only imagine the tizzy the stuck up little bitch would be in. He was half tempted not to stop, avoid the aggravation, but...but, look at her. She was not dressed for this...but damn she was dressed how he liked them.

He signaled and pulled over the truck, letting his eyes scan up and down, enjoying the view, immensely, wondering what she might offer in gratitude for his good service. The hot little blonde, opened the door and popped right in. "Who knew there was gonna be a storm?" Billy raised his brow and laughed, "Well, I guess anyone who bothered listening to the news or checking a weather app, but I'm guessing that really isn't your strong suit? You are more the incredibly hot girl who generally has people doing stuff for her. That is a great gig, if you can get it." He was trying to tease with her a bit, he didn't really give a shit. She was hot, he was basically a good guy, so he had stopped. "So is there anyone else in that car we need to rescue, it isn't going anywhere anytime soon, and no tow truck is going to be able to get it out. I will help you get your things if you just want to stay here, I am far more dressed for this than you...however, I do appreciate your getting dressed up for me?" He smiled a killer smile and winked and began to get out, but suddenly he looked closer into the car, "Hey, is there someone else in there, are they all right?!?!"

 

[wickedpen]

Gina was not thrilled with the driver but he was good looking. A little too cute for a knuckle dragging plow boy. She got up in the warm truck. She let him take her in like sizing her up. She was accustom to this.
"Is anybody else in the car?" he asked and she thought longer than she should before saying, "yeah my sister."
She watched eyebrow raise in that way a badger lifts it's nose to the scent of prey.
The truck was nothing Gina had not seen from every angle back in Idaho. A little cleaner and no beer cans or bottles, so that was a plus. She thought about what to tell him when they got back.
He opened the passenger door with Holly in his arms. He put her on the seat and closed the door.
"What now genius?" Holly said quickly.
"I'm thinking" Gina said as the driver worked his way back around the truck.
The two girls looked ridiculous shivering in LBDs (little black dresses) and not much else. What they lacked in proper clothing the made up for in looks. They were the Olsen twins, Idaho style.
They looked at him as he got in the cab like lost little girls, which they were, well if twenty one year olds can be called girls. Their long blonde hair as down and they looked more nervous than cold which was odd for rich college girls.
"So what's your name?" Holly said breaking the awkward silence.

 

[Homerun2611]

He saw the indifference in the one girl (Gina's) face. 'She thinks I'm scum because I drive a tow truck. A tow truck that is saving her little stuck up, spoiled, rich girl's ass.' Who the fuck dresses in only that, in this weather? He wasn't really complaining as the visual, despite the attitude, was tremendous, and he found himself aroused despite himself.

He's asked a simple question, but was still surprised at the casualness of the response. "yeah my sister." "Jesus Fuck, were you going to tell me? Let me guess she is dressed similar to you and freezing?" What a stupid narcissistic bitch! God knows he had met many these last two year since he started tending bar, but this one, she might be the worst of all. "Just so you know, frostbite doesn't really give a shit how much money you have!". But then something occurred to him, the accent. It was southern, not dallas southern, plain old southern, like the local girls around here.

No time to think about that, he went and rescued the other one (Holly). He wrestled the door open and picked up the second half of this ditzy twosome. She weighed half of nothing, and he tried to ignore how good she smelled or how her breath felt on his neck, as he took her and deposited her in the car too.

Walking back around the cab, he decided he was going to understand what was going on. He got back in a little pissed off, but then he looked into those two gorgeous faces and two sets of scared, but scorching eyes, and he took a deep breath. He revved the engine to push up the heat, and heard her ice breaker. "I'm Billy O'Brien, I live around here and run a service station during the day, and tend bar up in the mountains at night..." He glared at Gina "I'm not just a stupid snow plow driver, however there is nothing wrong with those guys either. I think the bigger question, is who are you...not who you're acting like, who are you, and is there anything I should know about that car...yes, the one in the snowbank with Nevada plates?"

 

[wickedpen]

Gina looked at him and realized this was not what she had expected.
"Just once, can things work the way I want?" she thought to herself.
She turned her head to him. "You are right, Billy" she started using his name. "We aren't what we appear to be." she continued and shifted over closer to him. She put her hand on his thigh and said "if you can see fit to give us shelter, we can work something out." and with this she grabbed the shifter and put the truck into drive and shoved his knee down into the accelerator. The truck lurched forward crushing the tiny car with the plow deeper into the ditch.

She then sat back and said "they won't find that till spring."

Billy looked at her horrified. "You could have killed us? or worse fucked up the truck!"

She batted her long black eyelashes up at him. "Relax Billy, Unless you are gay, you have two gorgeous girls in your truck in a snow storm you pulled from a car that is no longer with us. Do you really want to stay angry?" She had played this scene before. Different people, different crimes but the same deal. Her hand slid onto his thigh as Holly leaned over her shoulder so they were both looking at him.

"How far do you live from here?" Holly asked sweetly, having miraculously recovered from acting unconscious.

Gina sensed a last bit of resistance in his look down at her hand. She slid her small spindly fingers up over the growing bulge in his jeans, under his coat.

"Is it... far?" Gina breathed making his cock just against her hand and seal the deal.

 

[Homerun2611]

"You could have killed us? or worse fucked up the truck!" Jesus Christ, and then he realized, "I'm taking it, you two princesses, borrowed that car, without the consent of its owner." It wasn't a question, he knew the answer, most people would have been horrified, he just threw his head back and laughed, a good, long incredibly satisfying laugh. He had "borrowed" a few cars in his life as well, he wasn't going to let on to them, let them think he was a simple country boy. In some ways it was true, but in some others, very significant others, it wasn't. He turned to look at them, let them think he was considering turning them in, but he knew he was with kindred spirits, three, gorgeous hellcats, so let's go raise some hell.

He waited, expected it to come, and sure enough, "Relax Billy, Unless you are gay, you have two gorgeous girls in your truck in a snow storm you pulled from a car that is no longer with us. Do you really want to stay angry?" He knew his role, "Why the fuck shouldn't I be, turn you in, why do I need this shit...yess, you are really fucking hot, and two of you...well, better...but I have no problems with girls, why the fuck do I need the baggage you are about to bring to my life, the last thing I want is cops sniffing around.' He stopped, worried a bit he had overplayed hid hand, he very much wanted to scale the sets of twin peaks now riding in his truck, slip off the LBD's and see what was underneath. He had a feeling, they were good, had played this game before, maybe many times, and possessed mad skills. Well sugar, or sugars, they would come to find, so did he!

They didn't hesitate, "How far do you live from here?" She asked sweetly from the back, "Hmm, that was a quick recovery? Welcome to our little conversation about why I am not headed straight to the cops, or bus station to drop you off. " Gina knew better, and even he couldn't keep up the act as her fingers danced over his substantial and quickly hardening prick. "You don't really want to do that do you Billy, I can...feel you don't" she purred, she was good, exactly what he hoped. "How far is it?" They probably didn't know the area or they would have known he was full of shit, he had long since turned away from town or the police, and was making a beeline to his isolated retreat. "We're almost there, its nothing fancy, a living room with a couch, one bedroom with a king sized bed and a loft, which better be agreeable to all, and a hot tub in the back." He pulled off the road, and used the plow to clear the quarter mile from the old road to his cabin. H pulled up to his cabin, and stopped the truck which rumbled to a stop. The snow was already a foot and a half if not two feed deep, and he looked at the girls in their dresses and heels. "One night, a bed, food, some whiskey or beer, your choice, and shelter, make me glad I brought you home and we can possibly arrange something more, if not, we will go to the general store tomorrow and get you some jeans, boots and a t-shirt and I will drop you anywhere in town you want to go, and I'm done with you. Now, before we go on, what are your names, or at least what should I call you while you're here, and ...." he pulled the steering wheel lock from under his seat and locke it in, "...just in case anyone had any ideas during the night...and which one of you should I carry into the house first?"

 

[wickedpen]

Holly was relieved as Gina was still working the situation but was warming to Billy. "Take her" Gina said, but don't get too distracted and forget about me." Her grin was something that had brought her into penthouses and limos and even this lumber jack could appreciate her willingness and understanding of what she brought to the table.

Gina kept her eyes on Billy like a predator watches any potential threat. He lifted Holly who was like a doll in his hands. He took liberties to get a good feel of the merchandise as he set her town on the porch and opened the door. She went in and he turned to come back for Gina.

Gina was not sure where exactly they were and knew in an hour or two the tracks would be covered and nobody would know they were here. If Billy wanted to he could have his fun, slit their throats and burn them in a bon fire. He studied the young man. She knew the locals and they were mostly good people. There were occasional crazies but they were dealt with. This was pretty much a perfect situation, if Billy was cool they could be his roommates or bedmates until the heat of their escapade blew over. Hell she might even get him to tow the Mini and strip it for parts or who knows.

He opened the door and she moved into his as he reached in for her skinny waist. She breathed in his ear, "you won't be sorry." She wrapped her bare legs around his waist as his hands took her by her ass and turned. She was weightless in his brutally strong arms. He shut the door walking her up to the porch with his gloves on her bare ass. He set her down and noticed her dress was up to her hips showing her clean shaven bare essentials below.

She made eye contact and smiled before slipping her dress back down and opening the door.

Inside the lights were on and Holly already had a fire going. Country girls in these parts too care of things. These were not his usual bar scores from colleges far away. She knelt on the bear skin run in front of the stone fireplace as she bent over and shifted the logs into the flames.

"You are good for something" Gina said as Billy closed the raging blizzard outside.

"Better than your driving" Holly shot back at her sister then smiled at Billy.

 

[Homerun2611]

The girls had introduced themselves, Holly seemed to be the sweeter of the two, but their was a sexy, street smart alpha quality to Gina, that Billy liked...she would be a handful, in both good and bad ways.

"Okay Holly, your sister's says it's you first...apparently she prefers seconds" he winked at Gina and picked Holly up. She gladly wrapped her arms around his neck and he could smell the softest whiff of perfume, which made inhale deeply, enjoying having something so delicious in his arms. He played with her a bit, pretending he might drop her in the snow, only to let her grab him tighter around the neck, and him pull her back closer to him. She had a sexy, playful quality, she was both hard and soft in perfect proportion, both girls were, and he was having so much fun, he almost forget about the other little sex kitten in the truck.

That would have been a mistake. He opened the passenger door, and he had barely reached in before he felt her warm breath on his ear, "you won't be sorry." It had been a long, tiring day, but it shot through him like a shot of pure adrenaline, and then when she followed by wrapping her legs around him and the way he cupped her ass...he was ready to go right then. The way they were positioned, from afar, it looked like they were fucking as she bobbed up and down with every stride he took going up and into the house.

All of them inside, he laughed..."are you sure you want to stay, this isn't exactly like the five star resorts up the mountains is it?" Holly had already started a fire, and he walked over to it, letting the warm heat thaw him. She was a country girl, he loved country girls. Sure he fucked the bluebloods who came in, but for old fashioned rolling in the hay, god damn give him a girl in daisy dukes, cowboy boots and a shirt tied halfway up her hard little tummy.

He peeled off his long underwear shirt, still sweaty, and cold, and saw the girls eye him up and down hungrily, admiring his sculpted, abs, pecs and six pack like he was prime steak. He laughed, "In case anyone is interested here, or there is any doubt...I can be had." He smiled at each of them...okay, let's get you out of those dresses...I don't have a lot of options, but I am pretty big...I mean I think one of my shirts, or sweatshirts would give you something to change into...or I could just bring in a blanket and we could get cozy in front of the fire?"

 

[wickedpen]

Holly said "oh we are used to old cabins like this." Gina's glare shut Holly's mouth.

"My sister means we stayed in one before our parents made their fortune" Gina said trying to play the rich out of towner.

"Yeah that's what I mean" Holly said. We had a lake house up in Crystal Falls. Again Holly was not the smartest as Crystal Falls was a lake where locals went.

"Holly why don't you take off that dress and do what your best at," Gina said unable to hide her annoyance at her sisters comfort with being country.

Holly looked at Billy smiling at them going back and forth. She then simply pulled the dress up and off her perfect body. The fire light danced on her soft flat abs and perfectly curved breasts. Her brown nipples stood tall in the cool cabin or cause she was always horny. She turned and modeled herself for their benefactor.

"So, can I offer you anything for your hospitality?" Holly said with a nervous laugh.

Gina walked over to the fire and fire and stood next to Gina. She turned slowly and bent over warming herself with the fire and letting her dress hem slid up her bare ass, Billy had just been holding.

Gina looked back at him and said "we do owe you."

 

[Homerun2611]

Shirtless, Billy grabbed the remote, and suddenly turned on the, shockingly out of place, world class sound system the began to play. It was a gift from a “patron” in appreciation of their time together, something the girls would understand was a much a part of his life as it was likely theirs.

Billy liked country music, not the old Tammy Wynette shit, but Luke Bryan, Carrie Underwood, Brad Paisley, Keith Urban and their ilk. Ironically, Pandora began to play a Keith Urban tune that given the players here, could be frighteningly foreshadowing.

The two girls, despite being identical, visually, were distinctive, but equally appealing, sweet and savory, sugar and spice, Billy wanted to indulge heartily of each of their flavors.

In one deft motion, he closed on them both, closer to Holly, but with Gina easily within arms reach. Left palm facing her, Billy cupped Holly’s sex in his strong hand, giving her a little squeeze as he heard her gasp. He pressed his lips to hers, and slid his tongue into her already opening mouth, tongues instantly engaged, in the most obscene wrestle. His right hand available, he moved he placed his fingers across Gina’s ass, and slid his thumb up and down her glistening slit before driving it deep inside her exposed and clearly wanting cunt. Both girls were gasping, moaning and wiggling…the music, as if it was a voyeur, transitioning to a Luke Bryan favorite.

Billy, broke the initial kiss, “yes you do owe me…but I do have a question…which of you two incredible filly’s is the better ride?”

 

[wickedpen]

A little taken aback by Billy's aggressiveness they collected themselves. Their hearts pounded in unison, as they did when they masturbated together. One hand between their legs and the other on the other's heart. It was something they did from way back.

"Well if you mean who is a better rider? Than me" Holly said with a sneer at Gina. "I can ride anything, from a unbroke stallion to a 400cc dirt bike" Holly continued, so comfortable in her skin, Billy only took partial note of the fact she was naked.

"But if you are talking about fucking, you may want to run that mustang of yours into these hills" Gina said pulling her LBD up over her ass.

Holly reached over and slapped her hard as Gina started to go for Holly, as they would back in the day of living in Idaho. She stopped and rubbed the red hand print on her perfect ass as Billy watched and unconsciously licked his lips.

Gina turned and stripped her LBD over her head slowly revealing her clone of her sister's body. Now the two standing in the warm amber light of the fire and Billy smiling like a kid with more cake than he can ever eat but is going to try.

Gina looked at Holly and smiled and then reached out for Billy's belt.

 

[Homerun2611]

Billy realized he may have hit the accelerator a bit fast, but with Holly standing there, and Gina leaning over, exposing herself like the bitch dogs or fillies used to do on his grand daddy's ranch when they were in heat, his engine had overheated, and he had damn near blown a gasket.

He was charmed by Holly, and smoking red hot from Gina. Looking at Holly and smiling, "Well, if you stay here a piece, come the first spring thaw, we will head over to the grandpa's ranch and we can ride all the dirt bikes and run the horses all you want, but as for today..." He turned to Gina..."that was the question I was asking." Moaning as she pulled her dress up, finding it increasingly painful to keep his log chained in the confines of his levis.

SLAP, he laughed, the sexual tension momentarily, very momentarily relieved by Holly's slap. He made note, they were competitive, he liked competitors and he wanted to stoke those fires. But then as Gina rubbed her perfect ass, the sexual tension was back, brighter and more electric than ever.

"You two are trying to kill me aren't you...just tease me, until I explode and you can take the truck and go? You may just succeed, but I think you'll regret it..." Looking at Gina..."I'm a pretty damn good fuck myself" and then at Holly..."and more than one woman has called me a stallion and well, I'm hung like...well why don't you ladies go ahead and judge for yourselves."

That was all Gina needed, and she turned and the LBD was history, and there in the light of the fire were two of the most stunning women he had ever seen.

Billy extended his arms in mock surrender, Gina was first, but the two, obviously traveling a path they had enjoyed together before, had his belt undone, and pants and boxer briefs down and around his ankles in nanoseconds. Holly was first, smailing like a child who just got exactly what she had begged for from Santa, "Shit Gina, look at that, he wasn't lying...that is the danged biggest...Oh my..." Gina was more crude..."I am not even sure how that is going to fit in me...but I am willing to die trying!" This was way more than what the girls had expected, what the fuck were the odds of being rescued by some cute guy hung like a porn star...yes, roommates sounded good, so much cock. so many gorgeous holes to choose from...

Holly giggled and jumped up in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, he felt her warm wet sex press into his six pack as this time it was her passionately kissing him, her tongue driving into his receptive mouth. Gina smirked, "enjoy the kisses sister..." hitting her knees, she was almost hypnotized as her hands took hold of his near 10 inch hose, "...I've got bigger plans", and her jaw opened, she stretched it, preparing, while twisting his cock in her hands.

He was kissing Holly, kneading her ass tight ass cheeks in his hands, pulling her hot little body closer, when he felt Gina's lips latch around him, her tongue work his tip, teasing his eye until she tasted his precum. He just gripped Holly tighter as he thrusted to Gina's skills...he didn't know where any of this would end up...but they were less than an hour into it...and it was already one hell of a ride!

 

[wickedpen]

Gina licked and wet his cock head as Gina hung on him only inches above her. She knew it would not really even be necessary if she knew her sister. Gina stopped and moved back still holding his cock then she let it rise under her sister until Holly moaned. Over the years they had shared many men and knew each other very well. That moan let Gina know she had found the spot.

"Fuck me" Holy hissed in Billy's ear as his cock head pressed unto her molten lips. "I can take it" she thought perhaps his hesitation was fear of hurting her. But it was just before she managed to say "it" that he lowered her onto himself. Her waif like body was barely enough weight to force them together as his hands brought her ass down as well.

The primal cry, release she made as he moved into her was so intense, so passionate, so erotic Billy paused,. She grabbed his throat and hissed "fuck me."

"Me thinks she likes it "Gina said now standing looking at Billy. He made eye contact with her as he forced himself into Holly.

"Oh.... Fuckkin... Jesussss....." Holly bellowed as she was impaled on this hunk of manhood. Gina ran her hand up Holly's spine as she moved next to them. Billy standing with Holly mounted on him like some strange create attacking him. Gina looked at Holly who was somewhere between tortured and blissful.

Gina watched and ran her hands over both of them. She liked Billy's muscles and his chiseled ass tight as he thrust into her sister clutching onto him for dear life.

"So Billy O'Brien how do you like fucking Holly O'Brien?" Gina said. She did not want to let on until they had a warm place to stay that there was a distinct possibility that they were possibly first cousins. BIlly's face looked at her in horror but his body continued to pleasure itself with Holly's body, tight and wet around his fully engaged member. Gina smiled at Billy who did not know what to think at this point. Gina ran her hand up his knotted shoulder to his neck and short hair and said "don't worry, we hillbilly girls fuck everybody." letting her true country twang reverberate through his head and the cabin.

"i'm gonna cum" Holly moaned her face buried in Billy's other muscle knotted shoulder. "oh fuck yeah I am so close" the blonde angel begged somehow pounding hard down into Billy's thrusts.

"Give her that familiar seed Billy. Don't worry we're fixed" Gina said with a devilish grin using the turn for livestock referring to her fertility.

 

[Homerun2611]

Gina's oral skills were...well...experienced! Billy moaned in delight while he enjoyed kissing her beautiful and identical sister, and when she stopped, way too soon, disappointment echoed throughout his body. But her hand stayed on his cock, his body so extremely aware and attuned to her every movement as she handled his manhood. Suddenly it was straight up, and he felt the caress and tickle of Holly's lips, open and awaiting his arrival. He heard the moan, as his pulsating, wet, swollen head was perched at her entrance.

He knew what to do, and he spread her even wider and slowly let her down, letting his massive cock take her, enter and then, impale her. "Fuck me" Such a magnificent but unnecessary command from the tiny girl, as he thrust up inside of her, exerting his own primal scream at her incredible, warm, wet, tightness. Bouncing her up and down, with his hands, fring up from his legs and pelvis, he took her balls deep, over and over. "Oh.... Fuckkin... Jesussss....." Words that drove him to push harder than ever as he enjoyed nothing more than the confirmation of how much a woman was enjoying his magnificent cock!

Veins bulging from everywhere on his body, as he put every ounce of his energy into the FUCK. Gina ran her hands across both of them, teasing, encouraging...waiting in line? He hoped she didn't worry...Billy was young, virile and could fuck and cum and fuck again for hours...it wasn't just his looks and size that got him the accolades and presents he did from his patrons, it was his remarkable endurance and staying power..he had been born and somehow groomed into the perfect fucking machine.

They were in high gear and Billy was about to walk them over against the wall, just a bit more leverage and a primal need to nail her young body into it. "So Billy O'Brien how do you like fucking Holly O'Brien?" He shot a look at her, but it wasn't horror it was shock, shock mixed with a strong element of taboo delight. Billy was a hillbilly through and through, and if she thought that the idea of incest did anything but fuel his fires from raging to inferno like, she was badly mistaken.

He had been born an only child, shortly after his birth, his mother had complications so had to have her tubes tied. He had always wanted a sister, a couple of them and was so envious of his friends, who, although he got to fuck their sisters too, got to enjoy that family loving he had largely missed. Billy had enjoyed his mother, on nights Daddy had been too drunk or been down at the VFW playing gin or poker, Momma would come in, and straddle her strapping son, or crawl between his knees, talking the nastiest kind of dirty until she took his massive prick and damn near swallowed it whole. Until tonight, momma had been the best fuck of his life, and nothing had gotten his cock harder than seeing her outline in his bedroom door.

Holly felt his prick get even harder, bigger, how the fuck was that possible, at her sister's big reveal. She had been scared when she heard Gina say it, but no more, Billy was one of them, ying to their ultra kinky yang, and the thought of this winter just got a whole lot warmer.

"i'm gonna cum" Holly moaned. And now he did move quickly, powerfully and she felt her young body slam against the wall, and then his power drive inside her, pounding, BANG, BANG, BANG she hit the wall, being taken by the mountain of a man...taken the way shel liked but so rarely had experienced. Her orgasm shuddered through her body...'FUUUCCKKK...YESSSSS" He felt her juices explode around his cock and her quiver and the spasms of her tight walls, milked him over the edge! BANG, BANG she was driven back to more times as she felt him tense, and felt his cum fire into her, panting her insides in is delicious cream. Over and over he release his massive load into her...giving her the familiar seed her sister had requested.

The two of them were so hot, that Gna had one hand pinching her nipple and the other between her crossed legs, her thighs already slick with her desire. Billy drove 2, 3, 4 more times depositing his last few drops of his seed. And then he gently set her down on the sofa, watching her curl up so cutely in sated bliss.

Billy turned now to Gina, his sword wet and dripping with the juices of his conquest, but a sword nonetheless, that was eager to engage again. She watched his cock twitch, and remarkably look like it was already coming back to life. His body glistened with the sweet, sweat of sex, but he looked into her smouldering eyes and only smiled..."Okay cuz, are you ready for your ride now?"

 

[wickedpen]

Gina let smile cross her gorgeous face as she tilted her head and looked at Billy. He was a good looking man and now sweaty and his cock glistening from his first round, and quick for a second Gina was excited, inside. She played it cool as she always did. She looked at Holly in a cum induced coma smiling on the couch.

"So you want me like a fuck toy or would you like to feel what it's like to really get fucked?" she said with a confidence that would make old men nervous.

She stood and stretched her long slender body, giving Billy a few seconds to ponder his decision. Was he intelligent to put off instant gratification for greater pleasure or was he the animal he had shown himself to be already. Gina walked over to the bear skin rug in front of the fire and got on her knees.

"What's it gonna be cousin?" she said softly.

She smirked as he walked over and knelt in front of her as they looked at each other. It was a porn filmmakers dream. Two incredibly fit, incredibly blessed young people with a primal charge for sex and nothing to stop them.

Gina reached out and stroked his arm as she crawled closer and kissed his chest. She tasted his sweat and licked his nipples slowly She slowly worked her way up.

"So sexy" she breathed out as she kissed and licked him. His cock rock hard between them went untended. She finally reached his mouth and after playing her fingers along his lips and letting him suck them for a moment she brought her hot wet thin tongue to him and gave it. He suckled her tongue and she darted in and out. She broke the kiss and moved to his ear.

"How did you like fucking my sister?" she breathed into his ear as her hand wrapped around his cock. She squeezed it tight, feeling the juices it had bathed in. "She is beautiful but no brains" she continued. "I know how to make a man lose his mind" she sighed as her hand began stroking his cock with a light touch. She let the slick skin slip under her fingers and palm then taking the head in her palm before returning.

"Do you want to lose your mind Billy?" she asked leaning back on her feet tucked under her.

 

[Homerun2611]

Billy had caught his breath, refractory over, he was once again a stallion ready to stud. Jesus Christ there was something about Gina that screamed sex. Not garden variety, but the sex men wage war for.

“So you want me like a fuck toy or would you like to feel what It’s like to really get fucked?”

God damn she was confident, and adrenaline rushed through his body. Billy’s parents had taken him on one nice vacation his whole life. Disney World in Orlando, he was 10 years old. They went in the park and while all these little kids rode all the rides they could, some stupid tea cups, dumbo, some cars that putt putted around…Billy stood in line and rode three rides, waiting for an hour or more each time, but he rode only the three fastest, best most daring rides in the park 4 times each. He was a man who could take his time, but he wanted the experience, holding is hands up as the roller coaster blazed through the dark passage…waited an hour…and go back in line to ride again. There was no doubt, no instant gratification, he wanted to feel chills, hear pound, he wanted her very best fuck.

She moved like a big cat, a panther, a tigress or a lioness…the confidence of a stone cold killer, Mmmmm, he wanted her to purr for him! As she knelt down on the bear skin, a rug he had hunted and skinned himself. He shot the mighty grizzly through the eye with his bow and arrow, and then cut its jugular with his knife. Now,he knelt down in front of her to bag his next big game.

“What’s it gonna be cousin?” she whispered, and he looked her in the eyes, “you already have me on my knees…make me beg!” He loved being teased, edged, he wanted it slow a salacious, he wanted to remember this forever, yet let it be the first of many, he wanted to be tormented, and he wanted it to hurt so fucking good!

Her tongue on his nipples, goose bumps dotted his body. “So sexy.” His fingers played up her six pack abs, to her perfect breasts and tweaked her hardened nipples, rolling and teasing in his fingers until the pinch was quite firm and she let out a little squeal. Then her tongue slipped inside his mouth, him suckling, pursuing her, giving then denying and the rhythm was set, the dance commenced. Perfect pace, and misdirection, his body tingling, building with each sexy tactic she deployed. If Holly was youth and excitement, a shot of tequila or sex on the beach, Gina was great scotch, buttery and smoky in your mouth, a perfect burn going down, sipped not gulped, but absolutely could knock you on your ass!

“How did you like fucking my sister?...She is beautiful but no brains….I know how to make a man lose his mind.” It wasn’t bragging, it wasn’t a boast, it was a promise. She stroked his cock and he moaned, deep guttural moans, she aroused to the core, stoking the fire and he enjoyed every second, in no hurry, he wanted the full ride. He looked over at Holly who had brought her knees up to her chest, smiling at him and she was now watching their artsy, yet pornographic show intently. He smiled,”don’t worry darlin…I’ll be back and we will go again…but your sister here has promised to teach me things…” He looked at Gina now leaning back on her heels watching him intently as well, smiling, “…and believe it or not, I do think she will!”

“Do you want to lose your mind Billy?...” she purred, as he was now on all fours, a dog salivating for a bone. Her eye now raised as she tweaked her own nipples, “…do you?” She leaned back farther, and he crawled closer, sniffing up her chest, a lick to each nipple, a sniff and lick of her neck….his lips found her ear…almost panting he whispered into her ear…”yesss…yesss…please God….yessss!”

 

[wickedpen]

"Kneel" Gina commanded, not harshly but there was no asking. Billy obeyed folding his legs under him as his big thighs were surprisingly flexible.

"Hand behind your back and they better not move or I will tie them, would you prefer that?" Gina asked with total confidence.

"I'm good" Billy said with his own brand of confidence. Had he a few more years of wisdom he might had realized keeping his hands off his playmate might be harder than imagined.

Gina crawled around him on her hands and knees smelling him. Like a bitch in heat she ended up at his cock and began lapping at it. She was cleaning him or getting as much of the flavor of her sister as she could. She licked his cock and balls for nearly five minutes then sniffed up his perfect abs and chest stopping to lick then nibble his nipples.

"Good boy" she purred as she stood on her knees facing him. She stared into his eyes as he smiled confidently. Any man with a woman like this doing what she was doing to him should be smiling. She brought herself against him above his cock now pointed straight up. She lowered herself taking him inside her well lubricated folds. She moved down his entire length until she was sitting in his lap. She somehow managed to do this in silence and without the usual grunts and cries a woman would need to release the pressure of such a man. She was now one with him as her legs wrapped around him and her arms closed around his neck.

"Are you ok?" she asked calmly as though he were going through a medical procedure.

"yes" was all he could say verbally as his cock throbbed inside her.

"Good, I find fore play is directly proportional to intensity of climax" she said. "In some cultures a man and woman will sit like this for hours before seeking release. I have always found it arousing."

"We are so different" Holly chimed in, "I just fuck."

Gina turned and hissed "and that is why I am the one they want afterwards." Her dismissal of Billy as though her were not there was off putting and intriguing.

She ran her thin fingers through his hair as her breasts lightly pressed against his chest. Adrenalin did not begin to cover what their nervous systems were engaged in.

"Do you like this?" she asked with a small smile, almost as if asking "do you like me."

 

[Homerun2611]

First she had him play the Stud, and then she reciprocated as the Bitch. He was not a man to play the submissive, but he had no problem letting a woman he desired, and he frankly couldn't ever remember a girl that he desired as much as Gina in this very moment. She was sex on stick, desire personified, and he was craving, begging, panting for more. If he were a dog, he would have been following her around the room, sniffing every naught spot he could proximate his nose, and bath her with his tongue before pinning her and and burying his cock into her swollen, clearly in heat, cunt

They were actually quite the perfect match, these O'Brien's produced quite the sexual machines. Holly up there was a dragster, built to go fast, and burn quick, the ride over quickly but what a fucking kick. But Gina, Gina down here, was pure Formula One. She was built to go fast, but handle into the turns, and the harder you accelerated into the turns, the more she sat down and whipped your ass around the curve, ready to go even faster in the straight away, a 500 mile, three hour orgasm, leaving you exhausted and completely depleted of all bodily fluids.

Finally, mercifully, she descended on his aching, erect, missile, securely in the launching pad, standing straight up ready to fire into the sky. Billy was big, huge in fact, even older women, loose from serial child bearing would have to adjust and move before they could enjoy his magnificent cock. Not Gna, down she slit like bat girl on the pole, not a whimper, nor even a grunt of satisfaction she just took him perfectly, lock and key, an air tight fit.

But once there, to anyone outside it would have looked like they were resting, but, well...the gril had done her kegels and once in place her talented pussy went to work. Squeezing him up and down, she performed the most rhythmic and satisfactory milking he had ever known. A perfect rippling of squeezes, she just looked into his eyes with an all knowing smile. "Are you ok?" His eyes blazed, "yes", you know fucking well I am in heaven, you have secured me into the cavern of a goddess, and I am delighting as I am not sure I have ever delighted before, but yes, sufficed so as not to hurt Holly's feelings.

The succubus on his lap continued, "Good, I find fore play is directly proportional to intensity of climax...In some cultures a man and woman will sit like this for hours before seeking release. I have always found it arousing." OMG was she going to continue this for hours, could he, he thought he could but those were the silly, delusional boastings of youth, but could he really, oh sweet Jesus, he wanted to find out!

"We are so different" Holly chimed in, "I just fuck." and then the two sisters went at it, petty jealousies taking attentions away from where they were needed most, Billy's cock.

He interceded, restoring calm and refocusing his temptress. "And you do it incredibly well, you are a fuck toy destined for the hall of fame, a zenith that lights the nignt's sky for only a moment, but unforgettable in it brilliance". Holly was happy and stuck her delicious little tongue out at her sister. "You wax pretty poetic for a country boy," Gina smirked. Chris was actually smart as hell, he had tested high enough to attend any Ivy League school, but he had no desire, he like a simple life, he lived and did exactly what he wanted, and had not seen what college did except waste for years studying a bunch of shit he wasn't interested in.

He returned his focus to Gina, she deserved all of his attention, he wanted to get lost in those eyes, and kiss that mouth while her pussy gave him the massage of a lifetime! He felt her fingers in his hair, and her perfect nipples press into his muscular chest and she had to feel the goosebumps that it rose, only a minor indication of the true pleasure consuming his body.

"Do you like this?" He couldn't stop the smile if he wanted to, but always the gentlemen in his own way, he didn't want to hurt Holly. He leaned in and whispered, "I've never met a woman like you, nor have I ever been so entirely aroused".

Holly frowned, "What did you tell her...what did he tell you!?!?" Billy broke his gaze from Gina, but only for a minute, he had to get back there. "That was for your sister only, I wil have secrets with each of you, as I'm sure you will have secrets from me...after all we are family, and family has secrets...but still loves one another, right?"

 

[wickedpen]

Gina ignored Holly although Billy for some reason felt obliged to appease her. She knew men tended to keep all the pussy they could around, no matter if she would drain him like a vampire would making a repeat performance for the ditz highly unlikely.

Gina moved her feet t to the rug and began lifting herself up the pillar of Bill. Then down. Her body was lean and tight and capable of amazing control.

"You have a nice cock cousin" Gina purred with her hands on his massive shoulders. "Don't let me get you too close, I do want an hour or two with this, I mean you" she corrected herself with a little wicked smile of how much she was enjoying this as well.

"Have you ever had an orgasm while completely restrained?" Gina asked as though quizzing a potential date. "I have been told, not being a man, that it is the hottest orgasm possible. I have been restrained multiple times, multiple ways and had orgasms and have enjoyed it but when I am under a 220 pound man drunk and horny I am fairly restrained. I am talking about immobilized yet brought to climax. Ever thought about it? I doubt you have every been with anything more interesting in bed than that one," she said glancing at her sister who was ready to attack.

"Fuck you Gina, I could do all that east shit too, I choose not to. I like it hot and hard and fast!" she said getting up and going to the kitchen.

Gina lifted her full body all the way up so her mound was a couple inches from Billy's face. She paused and watched. Then she said "good boy, you are learning. So got any rope?" she said stepping back from him, his cock glistening in the fire as Gina threw another log on giving Billy a nice view of her bent over. Surprisingly he got up and went to the back of the house.

Holly returned with a bottle of beer and a bag of pretzels. "Show over?" she asked with a snarky attitude as she curled back on the couch. These women were so comfortable naked it was almost off putting. Gina walked over and took a pretzel then a swig of the beer.

She cupped Holly's angular chin in her hand and said "I don't think so sis." The pushed her back.

"Cunt" Holly hissed under her breath as Gina was clearly the dominant one.

"Billy boy, got that rope yet or you chicken out. Holly will probably let you cum in her again if that is what you are after," Gina called towards the back of the house.

 

[Homerun2611]

"You have a nice cock cousin...Don't let me get you too close, I do want an hour or two with this, I mean you" He smiled, was that a compliment? He took it as one. This much chemistry, high voltage electricity, required a closed circuit, as cool as she wanted to play it there was no way this was a one way street. This was magic, maybe purely sexual magic, but magic nonetheless. He had been with many women, some incredibly experienced, and they had taught him things, how to delay orgasm, how to begin orgasm and then clench his PC and not ejaculate so he could keep going, and when he finally did come it registered on the Richter scale. "I have every intention of going just as long as you want to go...I'm an O'Brien too."

"Have you ever had an orgasm while completely restrained?" He cocked his brow, why the fuck did he trust her, and why did that sound like just about the sexiest question he had ever heard? She went on, he didn't give a shit about her sex life, he cared about sex with him, but if they wanted to compare resumes, his was quite comprehensive as well. He finally interrupted, "No, is this part of your lesson?"

He laughed at Holly's remark, she was just delicious up there unabashedly willing to spread her legs at a moments notice, and her unbridled enthusiasm for good ole country fucking. The level of candor and knowledge of shared intimacy between the two girls made him groan, and wonder if these two just might fuck him to death before they moved on, and what an incredible way to go f they did.

She lifted up and at first their was a glistening string of her juices or his precum, extending from her wet pussy to his shining, hard cock, only broken as she bent over to put another log on the fire, and give him a birds eyes view of the chamber that had so delighted his prick. "It is spectacular, as is that ass, perhaps in our next session, I might venture there?" Holly was listening intently, "What do you mean next, I'm next remember and you can tap my ass any time, and once you do, you will never waste your precious time with that sexy bitch again! She saw Gina's glare, "What, I said SEXY." Now ignoring her interupting sister, she game Billy a look that could melt boulders, "So got any rope?"

Billy popped up, well this was the moment of truth wasn't it, did he think with the big head or the little, well in Billy's case, the less big. This could be the cruelest set up of all time, once tied up, they could rob him, eventually figure out how to steal his truck, and god knows what. They had freely admitted to being conwomen and thieves. The answer was obvious, what anyone with an ounce of common sense would do, and he did it, he got up to get the rope.

In his absence, Holly had raided the fridge, and they were sipping on a beer as he found it. He heard Holly's "Cunt", and he was laughing when he heard the siren call him back, "Billy boy, got that rope yet or you chicken out. Holly will probably let you cum in her again if that is what you are after," Billy was back in now and winked at Holly, I am going to cum in her again, and you too, the sun won't be up for 10 hours yet, weren't both of you planning on going all night?" He sounded disappointed, that couldn't have been less true. He handed Gina the nylon rope, top of the line, it could tow a boat. "Here you go Doctor, I was finding my best, I assumed a master such as yourself would know the difference..." He looked around, "now where are you planning to tie me up...and Holly, if she misbehaves, shoot her!" Billy looked at Holly who winked, and deep in is soul he actually thought she just might do that!

 

[wickedpen]

Gina took the rope and began uncoiling it.

"This will do nicely" she said as her fingers quickly made a knot as she looked around the room. "and that table looks sturdy enough."

Gina toke the rope in one arm and then grabbed the bear skin with the other and went to the table near the kitchen. It was an old oak table that could probably seat ten people. It could also easily hold Billy and the two girls and maybe a few more and all the weight shifting and body slamming they could muster. Gina laid the bear skin on the table and said "OK boy on your back."

She watched Billy move onto the table. "You are a beautiful beast" Gina said as she looped the rope through the legs of the table. Then the slipknot she had tied she slipped over one ankle and then under the table and across to his other ankle pulling his legs open. The look on his face was the usual.

"You are going to have to trust me if I am going to dangle you over the hot pits of hell before letting your quench them with your release" and without letting his mind wrap around that statement she pulled the rope tight and immobilized his legs. Then up under the table and over his waist. The up and around one wrist and then the other so he was spread eagle and tied down on the table covered in bear fur. His cock was not fully hard as Gina looked at it.

"Comfy?" she asked softly into his ear letting her tongue brush his lobe. Then she ran her hand down his chest and abs feeling his body, so alive and nervous. She took his cock and stroked it a few times as it hardened fully in her palm. She smiled up at him. She continued down the table feeling his rippled thighs and down his hairy legs to his feet. She brought her mound to the sole of his foot and pressed into him as her eyes locked on his.

"Do you like to watch girls make out Billy?" Holly asked with a different tone, a more mature and cooler tone.

"Every watch sisters make out Billy?" Gina asked as she climbed up on the table straddling his leg.

Holly moved behind his head and leaned over him but did not touch. Gina began grinding her wet crotch on his knee.

"He is cute" Holly said with a suppressed excitement.

"He's fucking incredible" Gina gasped, for the first time showing a little vulnerability as her cool demeanor was quickly turning into a cauldron of lust.

 

[Homerun2611]

He watched her take the blanket and make his "bed" and smiled, that old rug had been here before and the tabletop had a capacity of at least 5, based on his personal knowledge. The table was plenty sturdy for anything she or they might want to do, it had been battle tested.

He gladly climbed on the table, she had a plan, even a show, and he couldn't wait to get the show underway. She worked the ropes like a girl scout, a perverted, kinky, little girl scout, and he was quickly secured, spread eagle. "You are a beautiful beast" he puffed up proudly, more than happy to be a show pony on display. And then as Gina rubbed him and teased him, pressing her mound into him kinetic and sexual energy building and overflowing within and across their magnificent bodies. He grew and twtiched, throbbed and ached, fuck he liked this being on display, being objectified for this incredible duo, his cock rigid and entertaining, as it plumed like a male peacock needing mating.

"Do you like to watch girls make out Billy?" he looked at Holly, almost alarmed, where had his little sex kitten gone, who was this? "Ever watch sisters make out Billy?" and he felt her wet sex straddle him, something about Gina was hitting nerves he didn't even know he had. "I do..." he smiled at Holly, "....and I have...." he winked and then was on fire looking at Gina, "....but never by two women like you....I've never met two women like you...and seriously doubt, I ever will again." It was a compliment, Billy was an experienced cocksman, a fucking connoisseur of pussy, young, rich, experiended, all type, but these two were rare, the most exquisite vintage in both year and flavor....he wanted to full their chalices, and drink, drink, drink.

The girls were O'Brien's, they had to be Catholic, although he doubted they had been on their knees at the alter or seen the inside of a confessional in a while. Billy did go, catholic guilt played hard. He would go into confessional, and tell tales that made the poor father over heat, and explode, literally. At first the old priest had thought he was lying, but after time after time, the adventures prolific and specific, he now looked forward and specially prepared when he saw Billy come in.

He teased Gina, "Sister, have you ever practiced and indulged in pleasures of the flesh with another sister, does the Father know?" He was grinning ear to ear as her back arched, and the juices of her cunt streamed down his thigh in response to the dirty double entendre.

"He is cute" Holly said with a suppressed excitement.

"He's fucking incredible" Gina gasped.

She was starting to want him as much as he wanted her. Now it was his turn to promise.

"Oh, just wait lover, you haven't seen anything yet...your cousin here has knowledge and skills to share too!"

 

[wickedpen]

Suddenly Holly leaped onto the table. A standing vertical movement with the control and grace of a cat. She rose above the table giving Billy a look up at her.

"We are not church goers" Holy began as Gina seems preoccupied pleasuring herself on the bulge of Billy's quad. Gina's hands held the top of this thigh as she moved forward then back staring lasers into Billy's face.

"We are from the mountains of Idaho where families rarely socialize outside their compound." Holly continued now straddling Billy's chest, facing towards his feet. Her long legs were not sculpted in a gym with a personal trainer but through long mountain hikes most would call climbs. Her arms, like the rest of her and her sister, were lean bands of muscle wrapped in skin tanned by the summer son and cold mountain waters. Their tits were surprisingly full for twins who looked starved with every muscle and bone visible it seems.

"We are not 'city folk' like you" she continued, watching Gina who was now quickening her humping on the man's thigh. "Our mother was city folk, beautiful and refined. Daddy took her one day from the mall parking lot where he first laid eyes on her." Holly continued. Seeing Billy paying more attention to Gina, and really what male wouldn't, as she neared orgasm. she stepped her small feet onto Billy's abs. He easily held her weight but it did get his attention.

"Can't wait Gina?" Holly said with a cool demeanor.

"Fuck you! You already had yours" she hissed at her sister.

Holly squatted on Billy's abs giving him quite the view but blocking his view of Gina who was now grunting with each powerful movement of her hips up his leg. He could feel the warm juices wrapping around his leg.

"Where was I?" Holly said as though distracted, "Oh yeah, momma took a while to realize this was her fate. Daddy was in his mid twenties, a good looking man, under the beard and hair and lack of all social skills. He kept momma in the cellar for a year before he was convinced she wouldn't run off. There was nowhere to really run. All the mountain folk came by and were introduced and would have returned her had she 'gotten lost'. So we came alone in that second year. And although my momma had wanted to leave, once we came it was impossible. She dedicated her life to us. That eventually cost her." Holly said shaking her head.

"AAaaggghhhhhh!" Gina grunted signalling her final climax. Her blonde curls hung down over her face as she gasped for air and trembled with aftershocks.

"So momma had taught us to read and write and on walks in the woods educated us the best she could. We were almost eighteen and the three of us were going to make a run for it. Daddy had been drinking a lot of shine recently, a long winter, and we had a plan. He happened to over hear momma one night when she thought he was asleep. Well that's the best we can recollect, since we don't know but we never saw her again after that night. Daddy did not look for her and told us to just let her go. So we figured he did her in and from his drunken grabs and words we knew it was either stay there as his new wives or make a run." Holly said.

Gina was now standing holding Holly's hands as they both straddles Billy's hips.

"Four days through an early spring snow storm" Gina picked up the story. "The storm was a blessing in that they couldn't go looking for us, but damn, nearly killed us. We got picked up by a logging trucker and bounced from truck stop to truck stop until we finally caught the eye of a could rich college guys going skiing. 'ski hos' they referred to us as, but we didn't care. We were warm, drinking champagne and safe from daddy."

Holly and Gina were doing this silent seductive finger tip tracing on each other as they spoke. "So, yeah, we have been skiing and fucking and partying for the last year." Gina said.

"Until tonight" Holly said angrily, "when somebody fucked us."

"Whatever" Gina dismissed her, "this ain't so bad. Turn."

Holly turned and looked down at Billy then lower at his raging hard on. Gina brought her hands up to Holly's tits and began rolling her nipples into stiff pebbles.

"How do you want him?" Gina said quietly into her sister's ear.

"I don't know, there is so much of him," Holly said breathlessly as she reached back and caressed Gina's head.

Gina brought her feet next to Billy's hips touching him and he noticed. "Do you want me to make it up to you for screwing things up at the lodge tonight?" Gina purred in Holly's ear. Holly's other hand slid behind her and cupped her sister's mound. "You would really have to do something special" Holly gasped as Gina's right hand left her breast and moved down and began rubbing her sister's clit.

"I will get you good and ready to use that big tool" Gina hissed into her ear.

"Don't you want it?" Holly said with a cry as Gina's hand found the perfect spot.

Gina squatted and felt the hot rock of cock against her excited wet lips. She steadied herself on Holly's legs as she did not move letting the warmth and wetness coat their cousin's cock.

"You want to be inside me?" Gina breathlessly asked Billy. Without waiting for a response she guided Holly around to face her and lifted her sisters thigh to her shoulder and began kissing between her legs. Holly grabbed Gina's hair for balance she her head leaned back and she moaned loudly into the warm cabin surrounded by a wild blizzard. Three bodies in heat yet patiently building towards something unknown, something only fantasized of, something incredible.

 

[Homerun2611]

Martha Jane (MJ or Marty) O’Brien sat on the big overstuffed, EZ Boy recliner sectional sofa her son Billy had purchased for her a little over a year ago. That along with any of the other nicer furnishings she possessed were the byproducts from the many substantial tips and gifts he received from his admirers. Despite the storm, she wondered if she should go see him, take care of her boy as she knew only Momma could. She wanted to check on him after his long day, to make sure he was okay, get him a good supper, and also because it had been two weeks since her last Billy “fix”. He had to be done with the plowing by now, she smiled at the words, as right now, with one hand pinching her breasts, and the other between her thighs, all she could think about was her need to be plowed by her magnificent son. How ironic she thought, for eighteen years she had hated, feared sex or the thought of it from the bottom of her soul. It was an endless procession of being forced by her husband, or one of his “friends”, dry and painful, and always repulsed in the aftermath. How many times had she contemplated suicide at the completion, left sore, beat up, cum pouring out of one or more orifices, and never the slightest bit of arousal, just pure terror?

But that was before that night when she first had Billy, the night she was set free, and the first time sought comfort and love from a man, any man, and her boy had been gentle, loving and made her enjoy being a woman for the first time in her life. With the fire crackling warm, she peeled her flannel nightgown up and over her head. She hadn’t necessarily expected Billy to drop by, so she hadn’t dressed in one of the outfits she liked to wear for him. Still, he must either be tired, or more likely one of his patrons had called and he was servicing her with his many incredible talents. She might have been jealous if she hadn’t understood, all to well, the benefits and perks those wealthy girls and women brought to both of their lives.

Billy was her pride and joy, the one good thing that had come from 18 years of hellish and abusive marriage to Billy’s father, William Sr. However, Billy would never go by Junior again, and hadn’t since at 16, he began to tower over the man. MJ loved her son, and had partially stayed with Will Sr. to protect Billy from the drunken abuse of his father as she raised him, and partially because she had no idea where to go as she had no skills other than cooking and cleaning their two bedroom house, or being lent out, when Will was in the mood and he also desired earning the considerable amounts he would negotiate customers of the service station to pay to enjoy her non consensually, only to later punish her for being such a slut.

In her day, Marty had been a natural beauty, and even now, despite the hard life, she was stunningly attractive for her age, despite approaching 40 hard lived years. At eighteen, when she had met Will, Will was 24 and had been a handsome young man, taking over his father’s gas station along with his older brother. At first she had thought him kind and protective, but would soon learn of his brutality. She had met his brother first, he was a bearded man with striking brown eyes, who could barely speak a word. Strong and masculine, she hated to think, for a brief second she had found him attractive. It had been late one night, when MJ a senior at the local high school, had been waiting on the brother at the local diner. The owner, Ray, had a wife and baby home sick with the flu, she had offered to clean up and lock up after the last customer finished his pie and coffee. She had nicely tried to make conversation, only to receive grunts back, finally giving up, back behind the register, she got busy,turning away to put some glasses up, high on the shelf.

Whether it was the view of her reaching high, her shortish skirt rising up to show the tops of her thigh high stockings that Ray insisted she wear, or he was simply a rapist, who will ever know. It happened so fast she could barely react, his body pushed her against the counter, his hand covered her mouth. Reflexively her hand somehow found the silent alarm, as at first she was sure she was being robbed. If only she had been that lucky, and she was in a way, as the man brutally took her virginity, her innocence, and any sense of self worth, she had in the 30 seconds it took him to rape her and ejaculate deep inside before sirens were heard in the distance. Out the back he flew into his pick-up, high tailing it out of town, not to be heard from again. Some say he disappeared into the mountains, it took her two years before she stopped fearing his return. For her, there were no rape kits in the local town, she went home only to find her parents shame her for not protecting her flower.

Will came and saw her two days later, apologizing for his brother, and treating her sweetly at first. Not feeling like she could go home, Will let her move in with him promising to take care of her. It was only a week or so later, he started coming to her room, demanding he give it up to him like she had his brother, convincing her no other man would want such a tarnished and broken woman. Two months later she discovered she was pregnant, and to this day, she honestly didn’t know which brother Billy belonged to. It didn’t matter, as Will was his Daddy as far as anyone knew. For the next 18 years of her life, Billy was the only happiness she knew. And it was for him, she stifled the screams she wanted to yell as her husband or his clients abused her. She had her tubes tied early on, as she had her child, and wanted no more from any of these pigs.

It was two and a half years ago, Billy was at work, or so she thought. He looked old for his age, and the local bars desperate for good help, had chosen to believe he was 21 and did little diligence on his fake ID. It had been a slow night, so as the newest employee, he had been sent home. He heard her screams the minute he walked in, “God no, not again, Billy is grown, and I am gone, just stop, no more men, kill me, but not again!”

Suddenly a million things fell into line for Billy, the moans that had not seemed to come from arousal, and the fear and sadness for his mother fueled him with rage. When he saw his father raise the 8-inch Bowie knife blade over his head, he moved instinctively. In so many ways, he hated the man, almost as much as he loved her. With the speed of an expert hunter, he grabbed the wrist holding the knife with one hand, “What the fuck, who...?” His father never finished With the other arm, he wrapped it around his father’s head, giving one quick violent twist, and breaking his neck, just as he had earlier that year when a bobcat got snared in one of his possum traps. His Father died instantly. Later that night she had turned to comfort from her son, and just as earlier, Billy delivered.

Yes, Marty loved her son, she would kill to protect him, just as he had killed for her.

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Billy had been caught up in Gina, turned on and wanting her more than he could imagine or articulate. He had heard the phone ring, and knew it was probably her, but this was not the time to take a break to discuss his new family reunion. It took Holly a minute to wrestle his full attention. Her story was horrible, so was his. They had more in common than she or he might imagine.

He let them finish, and then discuss who would enjoy him and in what order. However, his mind was on the story, how they had run, and the danger their father still represented. Suddenly, the girls were in position to continue, Ginal, lips hovering just above him, her honey rolling down his cock. Holly with her thigh up on her sister's shoulder, his view of incredible of her ass and amazing slit. He wanted these women, "Oh fuck yes Gina, please let me inside of you...I want both of you...like I've never wanted before...but...I want you to know something...you are safe here...and I will do anything I have to do to protect you". Usually these words were hollow promises, made by men to bed women, and give them a false sense of security. From Billy ...it was truth!