A Brother's Revenge Ch. 02

"Jimmy I need to drink your cum," ordered Bridget and James watched as a fountain erupted from his son's erection, into Bridget's mouth, over her face and over her hair.

"Yummmeee," sighed Bridget. "And now you Mr McAfey, I bet your cum tastes just as good."

James needed no urging to thrust his cock into that femininely perfect and aristocratic mouth, that mouth, which until a month ago used to deliver scathing insults to him. Soon the father's gushing load joined his son's in filling Bridget's mouth and lathering her face and hair and breasts.

After Bridget had slurped her fill she took James' cock in her hands and worshipfuly rubbed it.

"I knew there was only one other man who could have a cock like Jimmy's. His father. You were very nasty keeping me waiting so long to be fucked both ends."

As Bridget reverentialy licked and fondled James' cock he reverentially explored her teenage body with his hands and eyes which excited her more. Bridget's excitement and touches quickly revived his cock to what he now realized Bridget thought were magnificent proportions. She lay on her back holding a cock in each hand.

"Holding" wasn't quite the right word as her fingers could only go half way round the phenomenal phalluses of the McAfey clan.

"We should paint your cocks yellow," giggled Bridget. "You'd come first equal in the giant marrow competition at the farming show."

Then her face became urgent and she scooped some cum from her breasts and James watched in amazement as she inserted three fingers into her anus before raising her knees high and wide.

"Fuck my slut ass with your truncheon," she rasped at James.

James had never heard of anal sex and if he had he would have been disgusted. But now all he wanted was wham his cock into any orifice of the aristocratic Bridget which was available. Under the approving gaze of his son his piston pounded Bridget's darkest recesses.

Such was his excitement that he didn't notice Bridget's initial squeals of pain which soon changed to yodels of orgasmic delight.

HALF AN HOUR LATER

Exhausted but feeling good James went downstairs but did wonder whether his wife had worried about his absence or had heard Bridget's high pitched vocals.

He became more worried. "Fuck, they'd have heard her in Timbuktoo."

But as he came downstairs Juliet and Julie came in the front door.

"Julie took me out for a coffee. Wasn't that nice," smiled his wife.

Julie smiled innocently at her father. "Did Bridget and you brush up on biology together Dad?"

THE NEXT EVENING

When James came home from work his son took him to one side. James had been worried. Surely Jimmy would resent him barging in and sharing his girlfriend.

"Thanks for helping out Dad. Bridget's been begging to be fucked both ends at the same time. And all these girls are tiring me out."

"All these girls?"

"Come on, you know about Suzie, I knew you were there the other night. And there are others as well. Honestly Dad, since they've discovered the McAfey family jewels life's getting tough. It's not just in the bedroom, it's on the way to school, during school breaks behind the toilets." Jimmy wiped his forehead with an exhausted expression.

"Bridget didn't mind having sex with someone old enough to be her father?"

"Bridget only minds about big cocks. So does Suzie and she's coming over again tonight. Can you lend a hand please Dad? Or rather, lend a cock. Please Dad, I'm begging you."

"OK son, it's a father's duty to help his son in times of need,"

LATER THAT NIGHT

Suzie came around and chatted to James and Juliet. The young chorister was cute and devout but when Julie came downstairs and took her mother out to coffee, Suzie said "Jimmy tells me your going to help with the commandments."

Her face was still a picture of innocence and it remained so as she undid the braids and let her hair flow, as she took off her dress and bared all as she let let the two McAfey's feast their eyes on her cute and curvaceous body, as she knelt in front of James and extracted his mountainous masculinity.

Her eyes lit up and her voice became strident. "Here begins the lesson. Thou shalt fuck my fucking cunt with your fucking huge cocks, thou shalt fuck my fucking ass with your fucking huge cocks and that shalt fuck my fucking mouth with your fucking huge cocks."

Father and son teamed up each ramming their rampant rods into the places Suzie had demanded and she groaned and writhed in angelic ecstasy as she was speared and slurped and drank their bucket loads of cum.

Juliet said how nice it was to be bonding like this with her daughter, going out for coffee and Julie innocently asked her father if he had helped Suzie with her Commandments.

THE NEXT EVENING

"Sorry Dad, I need your help again. Sorry to impose."

"That what Dad's are for. Does it involve a girl by any chance?"

"Sure does Dad. This girl's heard from Bridget and Suzie and wants to be doubled whammed. She insists on a huge cock so you're the only one. Sorry Dad."

"That's OK Jimmy. Is this girl a looker?"

"She's stunning Dad?"

"Is she a whore and a slut when it comes to big cocks?"

"Dad, she just can't get enough big cock."

"And she takes it balls deep in her cunt and mouth?"

"That's the only way she likes it. The same in her ass. But Dad, let's give her a pleasant surprise the same as we did for Bridget."

"Whatever you say Jimmy." James grinned to himself in anticipation. This girl sounded like another party girl. He supposed he should have asked her name. "What the hell, who cares what her name is, the only thing I'm interested in are her cunt and ass."

After his wife had gone out to choir practice James went upstairs and again found the door conveniently open. There was Jimmy standing at the end of the bed, wildly fucking a girl who was kneeling on the bed, her face pushed down into a pillow as she groaned.

"Oh fuck my ass. Fuck my cunt. Fuck me everywhere at the same time."

Jimmy turned and grinned to his father who already had trousers off and his pork sword at the ready. James couldn't really see much of the girl. Two fantastic rounded buttocks and a big wide cum oozing cunt in between.

"Oh God, no Jimmy, shove it back in. My slut cunt needs to be drilled right now."

James jumped into the breach and pounded his cock in right to the hilt.

"Fuck that's so good and so fucking big," groaned the girl in pleasure. "It seems even bigger. Jimmy have you been buying those cock enhancing pills?"

But that was the last thing the girl said coherently as her cunt was split by James' outrageous organ.

"God she's a great fuck," thought James pounding in balls deep and giving her buttocks some hard slaps. "Wonder who she is? Who gives a fuck? Jimmy said she liked it in the ass didn't he?"

James withdrew and changed his aim.

"Aaaaaarrrghhh. Fuck that hurts. Hurt me more Jimmy," the girl shrieked.

So James followed the instructions and let fly. "Fuck this girl's a great fuck. Wonder if I know her parents?"

"Aaaaaarrrghhh. Fuck that's great. Make my whore ass come Jimmy" the girl shrieked even louder as she came in a cock squeezing clenching of her bowel.

James didn't relent and watched as Jimmy approached the girl from the front. James still couldn't see who it was as Jimmy yanked her hair to pull up her face so he could fuck her mouth.

"What's this?" asked the girl. "Jimmy have you grown another cock just for me?"

But that was all she could say before she was effectively gagged by Jimmy's sword thrusting past her tonsils.

James soon shot his load right up this slut girl's slut ass then lay on his back on the bed, his eyes closed in ecstatic exhaustion. Then he became aware of the girl leaning over his cock. He still couldn't see who it was, all he could see was a mane of cum covered hair.

"Come on big boy, you still haven't fucked my mouth," groaned the girl.

Her tongue and lips and mouth and throat worked with skilled enthusiasm and it only took a couple of minutes for James to plant a load in her mouth and over her tits. Fuck! What great tits. He listened to her noisily slurping his cum.

"God Dad, your cum tastes so cool."

"Dad!" thought James and he saw that this fantastic fuck had been his own daughter.

"Oh hell I've committed incest," he moaned. "I'm sorry Julie, it's my fault."

"It sure as hell is your fault Dad. It's your fault we weren't doing this for years."

"But it's a sin. You don't mind?"

"I'll mind if you don't fuck my ass again now," said Julie licking his cock.

Later James was surprised. He was surprised that he was able to come again so soon. And he was surprised that the more he thought about incest, the more he liked it.

THE NEXT EVENING

Mrs Dickinson, Bridget's mother and mayor's wife cursed to herself in her aristocratic way. In a weak moment she had agreed that she would take her daughter and some friends to a Shakespeare play which was part of their English studies.

But she had forgotten the exclusive dinner party she had been invited to. This would give her the chance to mingle with high society and to tell everyone everything about the holiday they had just been to at a super exclusive and super, super expensive resort in the Bahamas.

"Horace," she said to her husband the mayor, "I simply cannot take Bridget to the play. I won't be able to go to that dinner at the Uppington-Hodges with you."

Her husband who had made his fortune developing skyscrapers looked at his trophy wife. She might be a stuck up and aloof snob be it sure made him feel good to be seen with her. An older version of Bridget, but not so much older it seemed after her plastic surgeon had worked his marvels.

Mrs Dickinson stood there looking at him in indignation. Her long black hair was drawn back tightly from her aristocratic face with its chiseled cheekbones, wide dark eyes sparkling and a wrinkle free complexion. She was wearing her designer "Little Black Dress" which had thin shoulder straps, was low cut showing half her incredibly firm and bra-less B sized breasts and was short, revealing most of her slim and shapely legs.

"That's OK darling, I'll call McAfey and he can take them in the limo."

That solved one of Mrs Dickinson's problems but raised another.

"Why don't you sack McAfey. He's such a pathetic little man. Doesn't do our image any good at all. He's such a failure to be working as a chauffeur at his age and he looks so wimpish."

Her husband ignored her and picked up the phone. "McAfey, get your ass around here fast. We've got a job for you."

James arrived 15 minutes later in his 10 year old jalopy.

"For heavens sake McAfey," sneered Mrs Dickinson. "Use your brains man. Park that heap of junk where it can't be seen."

"Yes ma'am. Sorry ma'am." James touched his cap.

"Now, I don't want you to go into the theater with the children. It isn't right for well brought up children to be seen with someone like you."

"Whatever you say ma'am."

"And bring Bridget back on time or it'll cost you your job."

"Whatever you say ma'am." Another touch of the cap.

Bridget came down wearing a dress identical to her mother's and looking equally beautiful. The only difference was that Bridget was a human being.

"Hi Mr McAfey, thanks very much for helping us out."

"Bridget, don't get familiar with the hired help," exclaimed her mother.

Bridget sat in the back of the huge stretched limousine as James drove.

"I don't want to see any boring play. I've phoned Suzie and Julie and Jimmy. Let's pick them up and have some fun."

"Whatever you say ma'am," laughed James.

In a secluded grove the five of them fully utilized all the luxury space of the luxury limo as Jimmy and his father ravished the cunts and asses and mouths of their beautiful, horny and insatiable young women.

Bridget looked at her watch. "We'd better get back before my mother blows her cool."

So James dropped his two children and Suzie and drove Bridget back to the mayoral mansion.This time she didn't sit in the back, she sat on the front seat beside James. This time she wasn't wearing her little black dress, she was stark naked with her legs wide apart.

When James parked the limo Bridget's urges returned. "Mr McAfey, I so much need you to fuck my cunt again."

Inside the mansion Mrs Dickinson looked at her watch. That useless McAfey was late. "Right this will cost him his job."

Then she remembered that she had heard the limo returning and went to explore. She went into the huge garage and saw the parked limo.

"That's strange. Where's Bridget?"

Mrs Dickinson went over to the limo but as the windows were dark tinted she couldn't see inside. She opened the back door then stood stock still in horror.

There was her daughter lying on the back seat, stark naked with her legs around the chauffeur's ass and groaning.

"Fuck me, screw me, wham me."

"Bridget!!!" Mrs Dickinson thundered. "Stop that this moment." She wasn't so upset about her daughter having sex. But with the chauffeur. That was out of the question.

"And you McAfey, get yourself out of here. And don't bother to go to work tomorrow. You're fucking fired."

Dismayed James pulled himself away. He knew that his job was gone and so vindictive was Mrs Dickinson, he also knew he would never get another job in town.

Mrs Dickinson surveyed him with contempt. She looked at his scared face and felt a glow of satisfaction. She looked at his pipe stem arms and sparrow chest and wondered why Bridget chose him.

"How could you do it with someone like this, Bridget? I'm so ashamed of you."

Then Mrs Dickinson dropped her gaze and saw James' preposterously proportioned penis standing hard and erect like a medieval knight's spear before battle. She gasped and couldn't take her eyes away.

Mrs Dickinson had a problem she had never shared with anyone. Her husband, the developer of towering skyscrapers and the owner of a fleet of huge cars cars had a tiny cock. In fact when he fucked her she simply wasn't aware of that anything was happening. The snob mayoress had a powerful sex drive but also a powerful fear of being broke. And in the terms of the pre-nuptial agreement, that's what she would be if she strayed. Broke. So she had never strayed.

For 20 years she had endured sensation-less sex and mounting sexual frustration. She looked at James' forearm sized phallus in dumbstruck awe.

Bridget saw the look on her mother's face and realized there might be one way she could save the day.

"It feels better than it looks Mum," she whispered.

"Is it . . . is it real?" gasped her mother.

"Come here and touch it." Bridget winked at James and pulled her mother's hand.

Breathing heavily the snob let herself be led forward and prodded tentatively with a finger.

"My God, it reminds me of the conger eel Horace caught in the Bahamas," she whispered.

"It tastes better than any eel," whispered Bridget.

"Does it dear?" The mayor's wife nervously extended her tongue. "Fuck me, so it does."

"And in your cunt, it feels better than it tastes.'

Bridget gently nudged her mother onto the back seat. Mrs Dickinson didn't resist and didn't resist again as her daughter lowered her panties. The only thing which was registering in her brain was this pink conger eel in front of her.

"Surely it can't all fit in?"

James who had endured years of condescension and ridicule had had enough of waiting.

"Sure it will."

He thrust with all his power, totally without restraint.

The mayor's wife squirmed with pain as the conger eel plunged inside her.

"Aaaaarrrgghhh that fucking hurts."

Then after a minute her cunt's natural elasticity saved her and she impaled herself enthusiastically on James' incredible intruder.

"I need to see your tits," grunted James and ripped her $3,000 designer black dress into shreds.

"Do what you like with my tits. Do what you like with my cunt. Just keep fucking me harder and fucking harder," shrieked the mayoress as the conger eel writhed and prodded parts of her she never knew she had.

Finally the pulsating mayoress had an orgasm the like of which she had never felt before which wrenched through her loins and left her panting and perspiring.

"I'll be telling my husband to give you a raise Mr McAfey," she glowed with pleasure.

Then she stiffened with indignation as she felt her daughter's finger in her ass.

"What the fuck are you doing to my ass Bridget?"

"I'm getting you ready for the second round mother."

"That monster in my ass? No way. No one has ever fucked my ass. I'm the mayor's wife for heaven's sake."

"You'll thank me in two ways, mother." Bridget's fingers didn't interrupt their reaming.

"What two ways?"

"First I won't send Daddy the pictures I've taken of you with this." Bridget held up her mobile phone.

"Second, you'll quite like it once you get over the pain."

The arrogant mayoress was far from happy as she knelt down but she had no choice. It was to have her ass fucked or end up broke. Better a broken ass than a broken bank account.

James still had contempt for this arrogant aristocrat and plundered her virgin bowel. The mayoress screamed with pain so much that Bridget stuffed her panties in her mother's mouth because the shrieks hurt her ears.

But soon Mrs Dickinson's natural elasticity and natural sexuality took over and she wriggled with pleasure and thrust her ass back to get more cock in.

"Get your gear stick all the way in there driver. Break-in my virgin ass-hole fucking good and fucking proper."

The now former snob was so grateful afterwards she surprised herself by taking all that enormous erection in her mouth so far it seemed to tickle her stomach. She was surprised at the tidal wave of cum which engulfed her mouth and face and surprised herself by eagerly lapping up all she could.

Later mother and daughter walked to the side entrance of the mayoral mansion hand in hand. Hand in hand and naked and both with their hair plastered to their scalps by the chauffeur's cum.

The next day Horace the mayor picked up his phone.

"Get your ass into action McAfey, the mayoress wants you to pick her up from the hairdressers."

Mrs Dickinson sat in the front beside James.

"I've got something I think you'll like driver," she said lifting her dress and flaunting her new Brazilian.

"Hey I do like that. And I've got something you might like in the back."

The mayoress looked behind and saw Jimmy.

"Is it sort of . . like father . . like son?"

"Sure is."

"Yes I'm sure I will like this."

And so in a secluded grove another $3,000 designer dress was ripped to shreds and the mayoress lay back with her driver's cock in her ass and his son's cock in her cunt. As she was taken to sexual heaven she mused that if she did end up broke it would be worth it.