"Did you hear a scream?" Jana asked.
She'd dressed herself and gone up the bridge to be with Alice after the old dockmaster's sudden departure.
"It's the whine of the engine," Alice said. She had the throttle rammed all the way forward, clutching the ball knob like she would the head of a cock about to spurt.
"Or maybe it was someone back on the dock…"
"You mean, what's left of the dock," Jana said.
They'd both recovered in time to glimpse the destruction and chaos they'd left behind.
"I think I know how Bonnie and Clyde must have felt," Alice said.
She leaned harder on the throttle lever as though sheer force might squeeze out a little more speed.
Two small, sputtering outboards had given chase, but neither had a prayer of catching the big houseboat. They were tossed around in its wide spreading wake like two cigarette butts in a toilet that had just been flushed.
"It is exciting," Jana shouted over the engine's roar.
"It's crazy!" Alice hollered back. "And it's just what we both needed. Do you know how stupid, fucking dull we both let our lives become?"
"I thought you were really happy with your job."
"I was. I got bored at home, so I went to work. It was nice having extra money to buy nice things – but that got boring too after a while. I was just so busy being the big shit that I didn't see it at first. Now I can even understand why Stan wanted to spend his vacation with that sexy blonde he met at work."
"I never thought I'd hear you say that," Jana said.
Looking back, she saw that one of the pursuing outboards had flipped upside down. The other had stopped to rescue the floundering boatman from the snarling waves of their wake.
"You never thought I'd tongue fuck your cunt either," Alice said with a grin.
"Or my daughter's," Jana said. She had seen just the last moments of cuntsucking, before Alice had struggled to her feet to begin their frantic escape.
"There's just one thing bothering me now," Alice said with a wistful sigh. "What can we possibly do that's more exciting than we've already done?"
Jana laughed and let the rushing breeze stir her gleaming hair. "I don't know, Alice – I really don't!" Then she cocked her head toward the deck below and cupped a hand to her ear. "I could swear I heard someone scream."
Alice thought she heard it too. "It's got to be Janey," she said. "She's the only one on board besides us."
Doolie's cock felt like a red hot iron rammed up Janey's ass. He hadn't bothered to wet his giant cock knob with the creamy warm fuck oil drooling from her cunt. His prickhead sank and burned in her tight, dry asshole.
The thin, net jacket they'd left on her did not stop Judd from sucking her tits while his enormous cock pumped in and out of her seething cunt. He pulled with his warm lips and hauled first one nipple then the other through the coarse strands of netting.
That was a type of bondage Janey had never experienced. Once sucked through the web of net, her nipple swelled and felt snared in the tangle. "Ooooooh," she cried, uncertain as to what she felt. It was agony, or it was ecstasy… or maybe it was both.
Doolie slid a hand over the soft flare of her hip and dug down to find her cunt, careful not to disturb Judd's vicious cunt-reaming thrusts. He fingered her little cunt while it stewed in the sweet cuntjuice boiling out of her cunt.
"Aaaaaahhh!" Janey moaned.
Doolie screwed her little love nub into a tight spiral of rising joy. He got another hand beneath her side and reached up to work the nipple Judd was too busy to suck.
"Shhhhhhhit!" she wailed.
Their five-pronged attack was more than she could stand. Violent tremors shot from deep in her cunt, from the tightly cramped hollow of her ass and from the nipples of both burning tits.
"Stop!" Janey pleaded. "Don't… stop oh, please!" She felt her mind reeling in the sweltering heat of lust. "Don't stop… oh, please, don't stop!"
The Simpson brothers responded happily by fucking harder than before. Their powerful thrusts were in counterpoint. Judd fucked into her cunt just as Doolie was drawing his prick out for another ass-searing stab. Their ripping cockstrokes all blurred into one. To Janey, it felt like a single giant cock was being shoved clear through her writhing body – in one end and out the other, then back.
She groaned and panted between them, her young body whipped one way then the other in the frenzy of doubled lust. It produced a swirling madness in her mind. For a moment, as she see-sawed back and forth, she began to imagine that when they were through fucking her, she'd be able to shit through her cunt and piss out her ass. That weird thought brought a faint smile.
Her pussy ached and her shithole burned. She thought surely a gaping hole had been ripped between, that one long cock was rooted behind her in Doolie's groin and on the other side in Judd's hairy crotch – like obscene Siamese twins who kept grinding back and forth faster and faster to free themselves by sawing her in two.
"Oooooh, Mother – fuck!" She'd never experienced anything like their driving fucking fury before. Janey felt the sharp bite of the cords binding her wrists and ankles each time her body moved forward or backward. Sharp, stinging pains ran down both her arms and up both her legs to settle between her cunt and ass. That brought screeching howls.
Shrill, sing-song wails ripped from her lips. The pitch of her cries rose sharply as she felt pain, then dropped into deep moans of wavering joy.
Somehow the two brothers could communicate with their lusty pants. Neither of them had breath or control enough to form words, but they shifted their lewd rhythm abruptly, both at once – without missing a beat.
Instead of the wild whipsawing back and forth, Janey felt a shivering split-second pause. Then their two cocks rammed in with a single thrust. She felt the spreading waves in her ass and her cunt at the same time – then a grinding collision deep inside.
Now Janey knew the frail wall between pussy and shithole was still there. She could feel it flex and shudder as it was battered simultaneously from both sides. And the heat of their passionate fucking increased. But for the force of one massive cock pushing back, the other would certainly have broken through to the other side. The pain she felt became intense.
In a nature film at school, Janey had once seen two rutting mountain sheep clash with their heavy curled horns. That image kept flashing in her tortured mind – the two rams rushing with their armored heads bent low, crashing together.
Their two cockheads felt as hard and fierce inside her as the curled horns of the rams. The impact when they struck sent wild jolts up her spine. Two jackhammers thumping inside her could not have hurt worse… or thrilled her more.
A primitive instinct previously unknown to her began to bubble to the surface in the frantic swirling of her mind. A female of any species felt the wild tension of excitement whenever two males did battle with her as the prize the winner would claim.
But usually the females just watched, intrigued by the grueling struggle, their own passions raging. Which one would win?
Janey now was witness to such a battle, but not as a mere spectator. The furious struggle between two powerful males was taking place inside her. Judd and Doolie both felt obsessed with the desire to prove that his prick was the strongest and longest lasting of the two.
"Uuunnngh!" Doolie groaned.
"Aaaaaaggggh!" Judd grunted back. Bound between them, Janey could only wail and plead with them in a babble of broken words.
"Plll-eeeeease! It hurts! Oh, God… it huuu-rrrrts!"
Her anguish excited them even more. They stabbed even faster, mindless of the quivering girl caught in their deadly crossfire.
Janey knew that neither of them would give in. In that film it said battles between two stubborn males might go on for hours… or even days. The furious combat would continue until one of them dropped. Then the other would claim her and ravage her in an even more violent frenzy of sexual triumph.
She didn't think she could stand that. The only thing she could do was declare their fierce battle a draw. She would have to make both of them come at the same moment – then there would be no furious cock left to claim the battered prize.
Janey liked to fuck. She enjoyed the sense of power it gave her over young guys at school. They sniffed after her like a pack of hounds. That swelled her pride. And she loved the way she could make a guy moan and babble by milking his cock with silky waves of rolling cunt muscle.
With Stan it was different. He didn't chase after her, he just took what he wanted when she'd teased too much. But she still felt a strange power, being able to excite his huge cock with her seething young cunt, making him come when she wanted.
But the wildest things he'd done now seemed as mild as a summer breeze. Now she had two enormous cocks to deal with, and neither showed even the slightest sign of giving in to the silky motions of her cunt and ass. She knew she would have to exert even more magic on their long prickshafts.
With a grunt of determination, she clamped the fleshy vises of her shithole and pussy at the same moment.
"I'll strangle your damn cocks!" she warned.
Doolie and Judd both felt the heat of searing friction and moaned with pleasure. She was good before, better now that her passions had flared.
"I'll squeeze so fucking hard you'll never come! I'll choke your cocks until hot jism bubbles out your ears!"
"Go to it, cunt," Judd said. "The tighter you squeeze, the better it feels! Ain't that right, Doolie?"
"Right!"
Janey had them both locked tight in her silky grip, clamping and grinding for all she was worth. The effort seemed as useless as beating on a brick wall with a pillow. She could not choke or even slow the throbbing of their huge cocks with her wet bubbling cunt or the dark puckered lips of her asshole.
She tried pulsing strokes of her own, tightening her fuckholes as the two of them rammed their cocks in – resisting until the power of their thrusts forced breath out her lips in a steaming hiss.
"Aaaagoghhh!" they both growled, still slamming at her front and back fuckholes in perfect unison, driving deeper, enjoying her more.
She relaxed then. By force of will, she commanded her seething muscle rings to submit meekly and let the hideously long shafts of their pricks clash inside her unrestrained. Then she clamped them in a savage grip of ass and pussy muscle.
"Hhhhhhooooooo!" they both gasped. But neither showed any sign of being weakened by the clever use of her fuck muscles.
"Shit! What can I do?" she moaned.
Judd said, "fuck, honey. Just let yourself go."
"Enjoy it," Doolie added.
Janey took a long breath, a rasping sound of surrender. With that, her whole body began to shiver. She'd tried to escape them without success. She'd tried to control them with contrived motions of her ass and her cunt, and that only excited them more. Now she couldn't stand it, she gave in and let her own lewd desires run wild.
Her clinging spasms became erratic and intense. Her mind reeled, straining to regain control, but her ass and cunt muscles twitched and jerked and pulled in great surges.
"Oooooh," she cried, stunned by the strength of her own seizures of passion. "Hhhhoooo, fuck me. both of you! I want to be ripped by your twin cocks!"
The burly, hard-breathing Simpson brothers lost their control in the seething fucking frenzy. Their precisely timed cockstrokes became wild, frantic plunges. At times, the two huge cockheads clashed within. On the next stroke, one cock stabbed in as the other withdrew.
Janey no longer knew what to expect. The tortured wall between her pussy and ass was battered one instant and bent the next.
"Yes!" she cried. She took cock either way. She wanted more of both. "Do it harder. Faster. Fuck me. Shit, you big fuckers… ram your pricks in!"
Doolie slammed her asshole, drumming his lean, hard muscled loins on the cheeks of her ass. Judd grunted, savage in his desire to spear her cunt. His hairy groin hit the fleecy golden pad on her pussy mound.
Janey's lithe body, danced to either tune. She pitched herself to meet one cock and escape the other, and she shivered when the two slammed together, trapping her between.
She pulled violently against the cords binding her wrists, not thinking of escape, but burning with desire to hold their nuts in her hands and feel them spurt. She liked to do that, to milk aching nuts with her pulsing fingertips, to feel the strain and surge inside a hairy sac.
But the black bands bit and held her tightly. Her fingers clawed the empty air. Her lips trembled the same way, unable to utter meaningful words.
"Fuuuuuuuuu!" she gasped. "Shhhheeeeeee! Ooooooowww. Gruuunngh!"
Doolie would linger, savoring the tight, dry friction of her shithole. Judd rammed three times during the first pause, four during the next. Then Doolie rocked his hips with short, quick fucking thrusts as though hurrying to catch up.
"Keep emmmmm coomming!" she howled. The words almost ran together like the two cocks spearing back and forth.
"Huunnngh!" was all Doolie could say. His searing load of jism was about to pop.
"Yyyyaaaaaggggghhh!" Judd bored into her pussy and twisted his thick cock, wanting his prick as deep as it would go when the first shot of cum went off.
Judd's huge body became immobile. He had his cock as deep into Janey's cunt as it would go. His fingers clawed her ass to hold it there, and he just groaned and let his cum spurt.
Doolie continued his rapid, ass-jarring stabs even in the grip of orgasm. Hot fuck cream jetted from his cock slit.
Janey mouthed a silent, Fuck me… and her wild heaving slowed. She lay between them tense with delight, mouth flapping eyes agape, stunned by the wonder of their two gushing cocks. It was like she could feel the flood of hot fuck cream rising inside.
"Hhhhooooooo," she sighed in ecstasy.
Her tremors continued inside, tugging and squeezing the two cocks at once. The men answered with slow, deep reaming thrusts meant to wring the last drops from their long cocks. Their two prickshafts were slick with their own cum, less frantic in their pulsing, but still blazing hot. When they both fucked deep, they triggered a nerve Janey didn't know she had.
She let loose with a roar of abandoned delight. At that moment, Jana cupped her hand to her ear and said, "I'm sure I heard a scream."
Alice thought she heard something, but hardly what she would think of as a scream. Certainly not a shrill cry of terror.
"If it was Janey, she likes what she's doing."
They both listened intently, but by then, the lewd trio in the lounge were only gasping softly in mutual bliss.
"I've got to go see what it was," Jana said.
"Why don't you take the controls and let me check it out?" Alice said, but it was too late.
Her agile friend was already halfway down the ladder to the deck below. Alice thought she recognized the eerie sound now – it was so much like her own wild cry when her body gave in despite itself and surrendered to Stan's frenzied passion.
But she remained puzzled. She didn't see how that could be. How could Janey have jacked off to such a fevered pitch? It hadn't occurred to her there was one, much less a pair of virile cocks onboard. If the thought had crossed her mind, she'd have left the boat running out of control and ran down to the lounge with Jana.
Jana raced the length of the boat, taking long strides despite her petite size. Why the great rush, she wasn't sure, but that eerie wail had triggered some primitive instinct. She felt her heartbeat quicken, and her breath came in short, shallow gasps.
When she burst through the door into the lounge, the rasp of her anxious breath and her heartbeat stopped for a brief moment of horrified rage.
What she saw was her young daughter Janey cruelly bound to the arms of the long couch, naked except for her net top. Her taut nipples had been sucked through the webbed strands of the flimsy covering and were so bulged with excitement now, they could not slip back.
She also saw the two leering men, but only for an instant. Then her gaze focused intently on their two long, cum-greased cocks. One eased out of Janey's little cunt, puffing her pink cunt lips with it as the heavy prickshaft withdrew. The other prick slid out of her ass, its vein-webbed mass of cockmeat streaked darkly with what had to be shit. The vision flashed like an obscene neon sign.
Jana didn't see – or the moralistic side of her mind refused to admit that it had seen – the grinning look of contentment on Janey's face. Nor did she notice the way the girl's pussy lips held onto the cock so tightly, reluctant to give up their seething grip.
"You bastards!" Jana screamed, and she flew at them, her tingy fingers stiff and spread like an eagle's claws. It didn't matter how big they were, only that they had raped her daughter, and that by the look in their eyes, they wanted to fuck her again.
"Holy shit!" Doolie said. He was the nearest to being on his feet. Jana hit him like a wrecking ball swung by a towering crane.
If there was one thing Doolie should have remembered, it was the wild strength of a woman when it came to saving her daughter. His own mother had been smaller than this screaming bitch, and she had flattened him with no apparent effort when he tried to lead his young sister into the barn.
Jana struck with the same unreasoning ferocity, red nails flashing like ten little daggers. Doolie threw up an arm to ward her off, but she pushed it aside.
"Jeeeezus, lady!"
He hunched and tried to throw her off, but she held on by raking his face, scratching like she wanted to dig both eyes right out of their sockets.
"Shiiiiit!" He collapaed beneath the fury of her insane rush.
As he crumpled forward, he was thrown into Judd, who had only pulled himself to his knees. Their heads cracked together harder than their cocks had collided inside the young girl.
Janey lay beneath the furious tangle of sweaty muscle and blood-red, claws and screamed, "Mother!"
Jana took it for a cry of fear and redoubled her wild attack. All Janey wanted her to do was stop before she got into a situation even her wild surge of strength could not control.
"Mom, for Christsake."
"Ass fucker!" Jana growled at Doolie. He had both hands up, swatting at her like he was swatting at a swarm of hornets.
Judd struggled beneath the combined weight of his brother and the snarling bitch who kept clawing at his face. He reared up and tossed them both to the floor. Doolie rolled over on his back, still moaning and weak from the solid knock on his head.
Jana came up like a hellcat breathing fire. Her darting eyes caught a glimpse of Doolie sprawled near her feet and she kicked him squarely in the balls.
"Ass fucker!" she snarled again.
Doolie's horrible scream rattled all the windows in the lounge, and he shuddered on the floor, helplessly clutching his nuts, moaning and unable to stand.
"Now, Goddamn… that's too much!" There was a wry twist to Judd's voice.
Outside of fucking, fighting was the thing he liked best. Whenever things got really dull in the woods, he and Doolie would go down to one of those rhinestone cowboy bars in town and let some asshole dude pick a fight. Then he and Doolie would clean house on the whole place. But he always did it with a wide, good-natured grin.
The same grin was on Judd's face now. Jana closed one hand into a tiny fist and punched it at what she took for a lusty smirk. Judd flicked the blow aside with his big right hand, and his left shot out straight from his massive shoulder.
He caught Jana neatly on the chin, and pulled the punch just enough to keep from breaking her fragile neck. She flipped backward and landed in a heap, lifeless as a discarded rag doll.
"Don't know where you damn women ever got the idea you could take over the world… but this ole boy is big on equal rights, I'll tell you. When some sonuvabitch takes a swing at me, I take a swing right back. It don't matter shit to me if the sonuvabitch wears a skirt!"