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Her Best Friend's Brother
CHAPTER ONEDamn! Robin thought, her bare feet kicking at the sand as she strolled along the deserted beach.It was eight o'clock in the morning, too early for anyone to be about. The sun was already up, the warmth of its rays already being reflected by the waves of sand stretching endlessly ahead. It would be a hot day, and soon the people in the cabins on the hill to her left would be streaming out, covering the sand the way ants blanket food at a picnic. Robin hated it when so many people crowded onto the beach. That was the best time to get off.She hadn't wanted to come to the shore for a vacation, but her parents loved swimming. Why couldn't they have taken her to a hotel in the mountains where there were so many nice, clean swimming pools? Why had they insisted on returning to this summer cabin year after year? The ocean water was filthy, the beach was even less clean, covered with all the litter of tens of thousands of people who didn't have the decency to bring garbage bags. Because of them, the little Summer village had been forced to hire a beach cleanup crew. Every morning, at dawn, the forty men were all over the beach, picking up the refuse of pigs whose apparent enjoyment seemed to stem from throwing garbage all around.The men were gone. The sand was a golden-white, and relatively clean, now. It would stay this way for three more hours. And then the crowds would be here.Robin sighed again, shaking her pretty blond head. Her hair was long, very long, almost down to her waist. And it was a natural blond. She had big, green eyes, a short nose-tilted up a little-and rich pink lips she thought too thin to do any really good kissing. But then, kissing was something with which she wasn't overly-familiar. She was only nineteen years old. True, her body lied, making men think she was much older, what with her round tits, narrow waist and swollen hips. Both tits and hips were covered by a two-piece red-on-white polka dot bathing suit. She would have preferred wearing some kind of bikini, but her mother had been adamant, arguing that the two piece exposed more than enough of the girl.Robin sighed, envying her mother her stunning beauty. Bernice Kamen was a thoroughly gorgeous woman. She was past forty, yet looked better than most teenagers. And she loved showing off her figure on the beach every year, wearing the most micro-mini-bikini available. True, there were some girls who wore topless bathing suits, but Bernice believed in leaving the most important part to the onlooker's imagination. Her full, firm, rounded breasts had their nipples and aureoles covered, just as her pubis had its trimmed hair completely covered, and the crevice between her buttocks remained hidden. But that was all. When Bernice Kamen walked out on the beach, all the rest of her showed, and everyone looked.Robin's breasts were almost as large as her mother's. And Robin didn't need the special halter her mother used to make it appear her breasts stood up by themselves. Bernice, for all her beauty, was, after all, forty-two. There was a hint of sag to her boobs, though her mini-bikini halters had special wires in them to uplift them.Her mother was asleep at the moment, so Robin just walked on the beach, alone. Peter, her older brother by two years, was also asleep. And their father was back home. It was Monday, and they wouldn't be seeing him until Friday afternoon. He had to work and pay for all this luxury her mother enjoyed every July and August.Robin had come to hate the beach. She hated the feel of sand clinging to her, and she hated having to shower three times a day. Once in the morning, and, if she'd have had any kind of date, once in the evening, would have been plenty. But if she didn't take an early afternoon shower, the sand would try cutting into her pores.She walked, kicking sand left and right, noting the morning breeze was very gentle. It didn't even disturb her hair.Father ahead, sitting near the shore line, another girl was building a sand castle. Robin had never seen the girl before, and at first glance thought the girl younger than herself. But as Robin got closer, she saw the girl could have been one year on either side of herself."Hi," the girl called out, and Robin automatically guided her steps toward her.The girl was almost tiny, but her youngish breasts pressed very plainly against the one piece blue and white suit she was wearing. She had black hair cut to a boyish bob, but her face was very definitely feminine. Her upper lip had a cupid's bow shape to it, and her lower lip was full, making Robin the littlest bit jealous. She had large brown eyes set above a thin, small, straight nose, making her face look much younger than she really was. In fact, looking at the girl's face alone, Robin would have guessed her to be ten or eleven. It was still a bit chunky, with betrayed her. The body was still a bit chunky, with small rolls of baby fat, but there was no mistaking the fact it was rounding out."Hi," the brunette girl smiled. "It's nice to see someone I can talk to. I was afraid when my folks brought me down here I would be pretty much alone for the Summer. I'm Nancy. Nancy Wint. What's your name?""Robin Kamen," the blond girl replied. "Golly, but I hate this place. My folks drag me down here every year, and it's all dullsville. Usually the kids I see are either too young or too old.""Well I don't think you'll have that worry this year," Nancy told her. "I came down yesterday, and I saw a whole crowd of other kids our age. Must be at least four or five.""I'll bet they're all girls.""I saw at least two boys. My brother Mike is only a year older than I am, supposing you're really starved for a boy, that is.""That bad, huh?""Mike's nice-looking enough. It's just that he's a creep.""Thanks, but no thanks. I have a creepy brother of my own. He's two years older than I am. Which reminds me, just how old are you?""Just turned nineteen," Nancy replied. "And you?""I'll be nineteen by the end of the year.""Want to help me build my castle.""I'd rather go looking for boys.""Okay," Nancy nodded, getting to her feet. "Know which beach cabin they have?" Robin asked."Somewhere in that direction," Nancy told the blond girl, pointing in the direction in which she had originally been walking. "But before we go looking for them, how'd you like to look in on some folks who're . . . well . . . you know . . . playing around with each other.""Mom said it isn't right to go peeping.""My folks don't dig it, either. But you can sure learn a lot.""Like what?""Golly, unless you've been making it with some guy, at least you get to see just how it's done.""We could always go to a farm and watch some pigs or cows.""It's not the same," Nancy told her as they walked. "Believe me, this is a lot more fun. But look, if you don't wanna do it, say so.""Heck, I suppose I'm game for anything, at least once.""This is anything but boring," Nan assured her. "What made you go looking for something like this in the first place?" Robin asked, giggling a little at the thought of what they were about to do."When we got here, yesterday, I saw these eighteen and nineteen-year-old guys and girls. I noticed they moved into a cabin four away from ours, and I saw the girls seemed to be struggling and unwilling, I figured maybe I stumbled onto some kinda mass kidnapping. But before I went and called the fuzz, I hadda make sure. Their cabin has half of it built on wooden supports, so I was able to slide underneath and look up through the floorboards. There are a lotta knotholes in those boards.""And . . ." Robin prompted."Well, the guys hadn't kidnapped the girls, but the girls hadn't exactly figured on what was going to happen. Each time the guys wanted something, the girls kept putting them off. Well, one guy finally went a little nuts and he grabbed a a girl and threw her on the floor, and gosh ... I got one heck of an eyeful. I saw the way he forced his thing right into the girl.""Gee, didn't she scream?""The guy told her if she screamed he'd pull her tongue out. Anyway, he stuffed his thick thing right into her.""Well gosh, why didn't you call the cops.""Because after a few minutes she was loving every second of it.""What makes you think they're still at it?""I'm not," Nan told her. "But I do know the second guy hadn't gotten up enough nerve to do it to his girl when I left.""Well, you know, if they're still there, that second couple should be doing it by now," Robin pointed out."That's what we're going to find out," Nan explained. "Maybe it's all quiet and sleepsville. But I think they might still be doing something, and there's only one way to find out."The two girls quietly approached the cabin to which Nan had been referring. They could hear voices coming from inside, but they were too far away to make out what was being said.The cabin, as Nan had said, was on a small hill, with half of it sticking out over the hill. Two heavy, log-like piles were supporting the part of the house hanging over the hill. There was about five feet of space underneath, and it was all in shadow. So when Robin and Nan crawled under, no one would have been able to see them because the shadows hid them.Robin noted Nan had been right about the knotholes in the floor boards. Some of the holes were very large. The two girls quietly crawled around until they noticed light coming through a group of the knotholes. Each girl selected a hole and peeped up.There were two boys and two girls in the cabin. The two men were completely naked, and it took all of Robin's willpower not to giggle when she noticed the two dangling penises. It was difficult for her to see faces, but she knew from their pubic bushes one man was brown-haired, the other was redheaded. The redheaded man was short, though his penis seemed to dangle lengthily enough. The brown-haired man was chunky. Robin could see he had a belly.The two girls were on separate sides of the cabin, and it was difficult to see them. Once walked over to the chunky man, and Robin could see she was also naked. Her pubic hair was blond, though Robin noted it was a much darker blond than her own mons hedge."C'mon, Stacey," the blonde was saying. "I was scared too, until Kenny finally did it. It's fun, it really is. It feels good.""I'm too scared," the voice of the other girl said, and her voice quivered."Shit!" the voice of the redheaded male said. "I'm tired of waitin'. You knew what was comin' off when you came here. Hell! These places cost money. It's not like we could rent it for a day or a week. We hadda take it for the whole two months. You agreed to come with us.""I just need time," the one called Stacey said.She stepped into Robin's view, and Robin could see a slender female body, with small breasts and a thin waist. The girl was wearing a green bathing suit, so it was difficult to see much of her private areas. Yet, because of the angle, Robin could see the girl's face. It was a small, heart-shaped face. Stacey had a small nose, large brown eyes, and a tiny mouth."Go get her, Greg," the heavy voice of the one called Kenny said.Robin stared raptly, unable to tear her eyes from the knothole. Something inside her cried out for the boy to continue.Stacey's large brown eyes filled with tears as she watched Greg's penis suddenly start to swell and stiffen, pointing accusingly at her as if it were her fault it hadn't been satisfied. Greg had a muscular body for so short a man. He was only five feet six inches tall, though at the age of nineteen there was very possibility his body would grow a bit more. But the menacing blunt spear standing out from under his pubic hair was large enough. It looked too large to the terrified girl.Greg was facing her with a crooked smile playing across his mouth, and the terrified Stacey knew her time had come. She watched his hand stroke the heavy phallic wand, making the large, red, bulbous head appear even larger."Stop worrying," he assured her. "You're gonna love every inch of it."There was a raggedness to his voice, as if he were having a hard time catching his breath. Stacey could see the desire for her blazing in his eyes, and she was even more terrified."Take off the bathing suit," Greg told her. "I mean, take it off now. Take it off and toss it on the bed.""I'm scared," Stacey muttered."Honey, the suit's coming off," Greg told her. "Either you take it off or I rip it off. In any case it's coming off.""Jill," Stacey called to the blonde. "Don't let him hurt me.""Stacey, honey," the girl Jill said, "Do as he says. It's fun, it really is. I promise you, you'll love it.""I'm ... so scared," Stacey said, shivering.Contorted expressions of terror ran across the girl's face. Robin could see the terror in Stacey. She knew the girl was going to surrender, and she had become heated up, anxious to see just what it was that took place between a couple when they copulated.Stacey, terrified beyond words, could see the patient features in Greg's face had changed to lust-filled desires. She didn't know what had happened, but she did know she had to get out.She ran to the door but found the bulky Kenny blocking the way. The rear door to the cabin was locked.Oh God! She was trapped with two depraved men, one of whom was bent on deflowering her. Turning to face Greg, she saw the large grin on his face twisted into a lascivious grimace. She could see a hint of sadism in him, hidden behind the Greg she had always know before. Like a mouse being toyed with by a cat, Stacey watched the smoldering cruelty in his gleaming eyes brightening like a hot coal, turning from red to white. God! She wanted to speak, once again to plead with him not to hurt her, but no words came out. She remained frozen where she stood as Greg, his hand still massaging his penis, came closer. Against her will her eyes fell to the organ his fingers were caressing.Dear God! It was immense. It looked even bigger than Kenny's, and she had thought Kenny's erection the longest, hardest thing she'd ever seen when he'd plunged it into Jill.How in the name of God can I ever take anything as monstrously thick as that? she wondered. He'd slice her in half like a ripe melon. In spite of his height, he was really built, and he was fully cognizant of the hypnotic effect his penis had on her."P-P-Please don't hurt me," she finally managed to stutter.Fully aware there was no escaping the feel of that ponderous penis entering her, all she could do was plead he not cause her unnecessary pain. He was moving ever closer."Bathing suit," Greg whispered. "Do you want help taking it off?"Stacey was unable to move. All hope was gone.There was no way in the world she could fight him, especially when the other people in the room were on his side.His hand reached out and cupped her face. His fingers and thumb seemed to dig into her cheeks. And then he was pulling her toward him. Slowly he pulled her mouth to his, kissing her slowly, gently at first, then pressing his lips down harder, using them to pry her own lips apart so she could feel his tongue thrusting into her mouth.From her position under the floorboards, Robin watched the thickness of Greg's penis slide upright and press itself against Stacey's soft stomach. From this angle she could see between Greg's thighs, noticing the dangling testicles, as well. Golly! What a sight! It made her feel wet between her own thighs."You behave," Greg whispered to Stacey.Stacey was dimly aware of hands unsnapping her halter and removing it. Her small, firm white tits suddenly popped out, and she heard Greg sigh as Jill went to work, peeling the lower half of her bathing suit away. She felt the cloth fall into a puddle around her ankles and she automatically stepped out of them.Completely naked, she was defenseless before him. Greg was staring down at the profusion of brown hair on her crotch, all but gasping for breath as he gazed. He fell to his knees, pressing his lips into her flat tummy, licking her soft, white flesh.The sudden, moist contact sent a shivering chill shooting down the length of her spine. Afraid she would lose her balance, Stacey entangled her fingers in his long, red hair. This made Greg think she was ready to surrender to his needs, and his lips moved lower, into the mossy V of her groin. His hands came up between her thighs, his thumbs parting her tender, almost-liquid labia, and his tongue began leaping into the soft slit of her steaming pussy like that of a frog snapping flies out of the air.Stacey jumped from the quivering shock of his tongue against her trembling clitoris. She lost her balance and would have fallen had Kenny not come forward and grabbed her. He eased her body to the wooden floor, and Stacey felt her thighs opening wider.Robin all but gasped. She and Nan had a perfect view from beneath. They could see the girl's parted loins, with the man's tongue stabbing into her seeping pussy hole again and again. Greg's perspiring hands were pressed against the insides of Stacey's thighs, pushing them even farther apart, giving his mouth access to the steaming depths of her tight twat.Jill had propped a pillow under Stacey's head, and the latter could see Greg, on all fours between her thighs, his eyes locked on her face, looking between the mounds of her firm breasts. He resembled a lion about to pounce on the feast waiting for it. The feast in this case was her widespread, pink cunt. Her groin was presented to his mouth as if it were some kind of sacrificial offering. She was glued to the floor, feeling total humiliation because of the two onlookers. Had she been alone with Greg, it might have been easier for Stacey. She felt nervous with people watching, even if one of them was a close friend. Her body trembled as she watched him lick his lips, preparing once again to dip into the honeyed recesses of her pussy.His palms slid lower on her inner thighs, so his thumbs could once again touch the soft, leathery lips of her helpless cunt. With careful movements, his thumbs peeled her pussylips back as if they were the skin of an orange, exposing the wet, tasty, pink meat to his eyes. He stared hungrily, then a whimper came from him as he sank his mouth between her loins stabbing the full length of his eeling tongue into the warmly-pulsating center of her drooling snatch.Stacey shuddered, a heart-rending moan escaping from her lips.Robin could see the naked roundness of her buttocks vibrating against the floor as her groin moved in time to the way his tongue licked into her."Uhhhhhh . . . ahaaahhhhh!" Stacey groaned, again and again, ashamed at herself for revealing any kind of feeling.She raised her head from the pillow, putting her weight on her elbows, and she watched in unbelieving fear at what was being done to her, noting the way his hair flailed wildly as he continued rocking his head in and out of her bubbling trough.Robin and Nan stared up through the knotholes in the floorboards and felt envious. Each was wishing she could take the place of the girl above them.But Stacey was too humiliated to appreciate what was being done to her. She groaned out of self-pity, lowering her body back to the floor, letting her head hit the pillow, flailing the air with her fists as Greg's tongue leaped in and out of the involuntarily enlarging center of her dripping pussy. Yet, even through the terror and fear running through her body, making her tense because of the unwanted happenings, tiny, curling wisps of sensation began traveling through her body. She quivered as his hands reached up over her belly and took firm grips on her hobbling breasts. His fingers began rolling her nipples between them in a hard, unyielding grip. And his lips and tongue continued working like a turned-on machine, slobbering into the tightness of her subjugated cunt. And all the while his wide-open eyes continued staring at her face, feeling an overpowering happiness knowing his mouth was the cause of her face contorting. His thumbs and fingers were pulling on longer and longer nipples as her breast-points filled with blood and hardened. He seemed to be waiting like some kind of commanding general, as if expecting to see her eventually yield to him.Stacey lay back in frozen submission, feeling what she considered to be depraved outrages being rained on her body. She felt utterly helpless, unable to fight back as tears of humiliation continued running down her face. Random pictures of her parents ran through her mind, and she wondered how she would ever be able to face them again after allowing something like this to happen to her. Her head continued flailing from side to side as she heard the maddening sucking sounds Greg was making as he ate out her pussy. How could she ever face the world again? How terribly cruel this was, to be made to lie like this while Greg continued to kneel on all fours in front of her widespread cunt, cruelly flicking his tongue in and out of her vagina. The human mouth was considered the dirtiest part of the human body, and he was lapping into her with his filthy tongue, defiling her body, and all she could do was lie there and accept this humiliation without so much as a loud scream or even a protest.Oh God! she thought. Why had she consented to come here with the others? She felt so lonely and helpless.She stared up at the ceiling as his slick tongue continued its torturing stabs into her hot cunt. Her body was trembling violently, yet she didn't want to try closing her thighs, stopping the wonderful sensation.Robin stared at the way Greg was lapping at the helpless girl's pussy. Her own fingers were inside her bathing suit, rubbing between the moistened labia, and she could feel a furnace of heat inside her trying to break out.Boy, what a dumb girl that Stacey is. Here she was having her pussy gobbled by a guy who obviously liked doing it, and all she could do was sob and cry for him not to do it. Why was it the dumb girls, who didn't deserve something like this, were the ones to get it? Although Robin had never seen anything like this before, she was familiar with it. Her mother was one hot piece and loved having Robin's father do things like this. Robin's bedroom was right next to that of her parents', at home. More than once she would listen through the walls as her mother directed her father to suck her cunt. But now she was seeing how it was done, and she wished a tongue would sink into her pussy. Oh golly! That was a terrific thing.Heck, if that guy Greg was any good, he should be having that chick begging for more in a little while. Robin couldn't see how any girl could resist having her cunt lapped for any length of time.Stacey felt Greg's hands slide under the backs of her thighs and raise them, pressing them back until her knees were pressing against her breasts and her feet were pointed into the air. It opened her sweet pussy all the more to him, letting him have a better view of that into which his tongue was sinking. Then he let his hot, slick tongue trail down the leaking crack of her simmering cunt, out along her perineum, into her asscrack, and up against her anal star.The unexpected wet, coldness of the tip of his tongue coming into contact with her sensitive, rubbery rectal pucker brought another moan of anguish from the young girl. She closed her eyes tightly, pulling her lips back and exposing her teeth as the maddening feeling went chillingly out of control through her writhing body."Uuuuuuunnnnnggggghhhh!" she grunted, rotating her buttocks as if trying to corkscrew them away from his plunging tongue. But the tongue continued flicking at her anal webbing without letup. And then he began using it as a wedge, attempting to ease the tightness of her sphincter and press the tongue into her asshole."Uuuuugggghhhhrrrrgggghhhh!" she gasped, as tiny goose pimples covered her entire body, running across her sucked-in belly and touching her solid, hobbling tits.