Abby's Story Pt. 02: Cousins

Tomas raised his hand again. "Yes! Yes, okay", Abby spat out.

Her hands seemed to be far away. It took an act of will to get them to function. She focused on her bra and thought about the clasp behind her back. There was no way she could make her fumbling fingers untangle that puzzle in her current state. However, her slender build included slender shoulders and her bra was already pushed up over her breasts. She grabbed it by the cups and pulled it up over her head. Next she reached for the waist of her skirt. It took her a moment to find the drawstring and pull the end until the bow fell open. She pushed the skirt down until she could kick out of it. Abby didn't care where her clothing landed, she just wanted to avoid another strike from the man who had given her first orgasm.

Having complied she looked up to see that man pulling his t-shirt over his head. His chest was covered with coarse dark hair that narrowed to a trail down his stomach. He had a bit of a gut, not too much, enough to give him a barrel physique. Muscles rippled and moved under his tanned chest and arms. He tossed the shirt aside and pulled down his boxers. Abby gasped as his manhood sprung into sight. It had to be at least eight inches long, maybe nine, stood out straight, and was lined in two thick veins. The head peeked out of a ring of foreskin and was an angry red. A bead of clear liquid oozed from the tip and ran down the underside. At its base was a tuft of curly dark hair thicker than her own small mound of fluffy brown curls. Under it hung a sack of flesh that swung a bit as he moved. His balls she noted, full of his seed.

While Abby was naive to the world, she knew about sex. You cannot grow up in the country and not see husbandry. She knew about a man's seed and a female's heat. She knew the male mounted the female until he could complete and put the seed inside her. She had seen calves and foals born, her sister Mary had been born in their home, coming too quickly to get Ma to the hospital an hour away. She knew the mechanics and consequences of the act.

What she didn't know was how it would feel. She didn't know how her petite frame could take such a thing. She didn't know how to say no, or even if she could. All she knew was she was here, Tomas was here, and he was going to use that hard hot thing on her. In her.

Tomas knelt on the bed, placing his knees between Abby's sweat-slicked thighs. He pushed his knees out forcing her legs to open. He leaned forward, placing his palms on either side of her head. She felt dwarfed by his broad form, completely eclipsed under his power. She could smell him, a musky scent that made her head spin. She looked down as he laid his turgid member on her flat tummy. It reached to her navel and felt impossibly hot, especially the head. It throbbed, trapped between their bodies.

"Now keep those legs wide. You're gonna need to open up and relax so I can fuck you proper."

"Yes, Tomas." Her small voice came out as little more than a whisper.

He slid down a bit and raised his hips. With one hand Tomas grabbed his manhood pointing it downward. Abby felt it brush her outer lips and whimpered.

"Shhhh, kitten. Shhhh. Just hold still."

He pushed down and forward and her outer lips felt crushed. Abby tried opening her legs a little wider, trying to open up as he had instructed. It worked. Her outer lips parted and the head popped inside of her, past her inner lips and into her channel. It was barely in and she felt stretched. The head was like a massive coal burning inside her. She was scared to look down, afraid to see her body bulging around him in an obscene display. She let out an involuntary yelp.

"Do you feel it, kitten?" Tomas added a bit more pressure forcing a bit more into her. "You feel that?"

She nodded. "Y-yes." She was breathing heavy now, it was an exertion to force herself to relax.

"Tell me, what do you feel. Say it." His tone was commanding.

Tomas added a bit more pressure and Abby felt more of him press in, knowing it was only a fraction of his length. She felt so full already, how could she survive the whole of him?

"I f-feel your, uh, manhood-"

"Cock", he interrupted as he relaxed and slid a small ways out of her. "You call it a cock when it's fucking you."

She sighed, the fullness abating slightly. "Y-yes, your cock. I feel your cock inside me."

As soon as the words were out of her mouth Tomas leaned forward pushing even more into her. Her eyes flew wide and she shrieked. Something inside of her tore, a stinging pain followed by more burning fullness. In futility she writhed, trying to find some sort of relief from the invading flesh, but Tomas had her pinned, impaled and stuck, until he chose to grant release. He remained like this until she calmed. Growing accustomed to the penetration and allowing the stinging pain to abate.

"Inside you where, kitten?"

"My, uh...", Abby's mind struggled. She didn't know what to call it. Nethers sounded too general; kitty sounded too childish. Like the word cock, she didn't know what vulgarity Tomas wanted her use to describe it while he fucked it. "I don't know what you call it, but I feel you in my vagina."

Tomas chuckled. "Cunt. Or pussy. When you are being fucked the man claims your cunt."

"My cunt. You're in my cunt." The word felt dirty and she blushed in shame. However, Abby was surprised to find that the shame did not make her less wanton, but actually made her sex throb more.

Tomas leaned forward pressing further into her. The invasion hurt, but another feeling was beginning to arise. The fullness in her guts was turning into a throbbing heat. She moaned as another inch entered and gasped as Tomas pulled back until only the head remained. This made the wet heat throb faster in anticipation of his next thrust. When he thrust the heat coursed through her making her arch and moan louder.

"God, your little cunt is so tight."

Tomas grunted as he pushed more. He was covered in a sheen of sweat and Abby could smell their mingled musk. The thick cloud of sex swirled up from where they were joined and made her lightheaded. He pulled back again and pushed forward, pressing more of himself into her tight hole. A trickle of light pink froth squeezed out around his tool and pooled under her ass cheeks. Almost there, he pulled back one more time and pressed forward harder. Abby cried out as, at last, their groins met, Tomas's balls resting on her ass, his thatch of dark hair grinding into her hood.

Whatever Abby thought being full was before, she was wrong. This was it, total fullness. Her belly felt packed by his cock. Her cunt felt impossibly stretched. His hot cockhead pulsed deep inside her. The strange thing was the discomfort was starting to feel welcome, pleasant even. Tomas stopped and stayed buried inside her a moment. Abby felt liquid warmth radiate out from her sex in time with his throbbing. She felt a need growing, to move and to feel him move within her. She arched her back and hunched against him but was unable to move him deeper. She grabbed his muscular forearms and tried pulling herself to feel him pull back. But he was too strong, too heavy, and stuck in her too deep. She grunted in frustration and whimpered with need.

"Oh, kitten, get ready. I'm gonna start fucking you now. You ready?"

She nodded, panting. "Please, yes! God, yes, fuck my little cunt!"

Tomas needed no further encouragement. He dropped down to his elbows, pinning Abby under him entirely. He raised his hips up, pulling almost all the way out and then let his weight fall forward plowing his full length into her. Abby cried out. He did it again and she squealed and humped back. He began sawing in and out of her, picking up a rhythm she tried to match, raising her hips to match his thrusts. Their bodies were covered in sweat. The van reeked of their rutting. He grunted and growled. His balls smacked her ass, their groins slapped against each other. She moaned, cried out, and panted in time with his thrusts. The van and day bed creaked. And through it all the liquid heat in her belly washed over in waves. Her first orgasm felt like a storm breaking, all thunder and lightning, unexpected and sudden. What was building now felt like a flash flood. A constant hot flow increasing in volume and pressure and Abby knew the levees had to break at some point.

Tomas began thrusting faster and shorter, gasping and grunting. Sweat dripped off his chin and chest. Abby tried keeping up but found it easier to angle her feet up, her knees back and open, and let his frenzied thrusts pound into her. She squealed and squeaked as he bottomed out over and over. She gripped his broad shoulders and cried out into his chest. She needed this, she needed his cock, more than anything she'd ever felt before. She wanted to know every obscenity, ever dirty name for what they were doing. She wanted to scream those words out, a litany of shame and perverse pleasure. But all she could do was wordlessly moan into him.

"Fuck, Abby! Your pussy. So good. You're making me fuck you so hard!" Tomas growled into her ear.

This was it. Within her the dam broke and the liquid pleasure rushed out into every cell of her being.

"FUCK, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Abby screamed.

She shrieked. She shook and clamped down on him with her hands, legs, and cunt. She bucked and arched trying desperately to get more of her big lover inside her. She came hard, filled with liquid fire, her wet sex drooling around Tomas's cock. He fucked her fast and hard through the orgasm until she started to come down from screaming to moaning and back to grunting in time with his continued assault.

Through passion clouded eyes she looked up at Tomas. He was magnificent on top of her, a strong man taking a cunt that now belonged to him. He bucked into her and she felt blissful covered by him. She sighed and whimpered.

Tomas buried himself in Abby and grunted hard. His entire body arched back trying to get as deep as he could. She felt him in some deep place hitting against something within her as his cock spasmed. She felt a sudden heat there, not like her orgasm, but something from him. His cock spasmed again as he grunted, each time another splash of heat. Three, four, five times. Abby gasped, realization dawning. He was completing inside her, jetting semen into her deepest parts.

Tomas collapsed on top of Abby. He was heavy but she loved the feel of him against her. His rough chest hair brushed against her nipples as he gasped for air. He remained within her, hard and hot, as she clung to him.

"Oh, my god. So good. That was amazing", Abby whispered into Tomas's ear.

He grunted and shifted his weight. His cock moved inside of her eliciting a pleased sigh. Abby felt that she could stay like this all night. All day. In a timeless space of passion forever. This was all she wanted, her cousin and his marvelous member.

"Was? Kitten, we ain't done."

With that Tomas pulled himself off and out of Abby. The sudden vacancy left her sex feeling empty and a bit sore. Liquid ran out of her, down to the crack of her ass, and pooled under her. She tried to lift herself up to see what Tomas was doing, but her body didn't want to comply. She flailed weakly.

"What are-" Abby stammered.

She was stopped when Tomas grabbed first one ankle and then the other and pulled her legs off the bed. She was now laying crossways on the day bed, her arms askew, her legs off the edge. Abby blinked in confusion. She watched Tomas and could see his still-hard cock smeared with a mix of fluids, frothy and creamy, with some bits of pink. Tomas took two pillows and lay one next to her hips and the other next to her head. He then grabbed her roughly by the hips and rolled her over onto the pillows. Her knees were on the rough mat floor, her chin was in a pillow, and her hips were elevated by the other pillow. Her nose was nearly pressed into the mattress and it was ripe with the smell of their union. Once again, that scent, rather than being repulsive, made both her head and belly tingle.

Tomas moved up behind her and stuck a knee between her thighs, forcing her legs apart. Her cunt lips parted and dripped something onto the floor of the van.

"Hmm. Better plug that up." He chuckled.

She felt the heat of his cock at her entrance a moment before he pushed entirely into her. She reveled in a return fullness, gasping into the pillow. The angle was different, where he was pressing was new. Something seemed to dig into her at the tip of him and it made her tummy flinch when he hit bottom. He wasted no time and started fucking Abby briskly. No pauses to get her accustomed, this was something else.

"Ugh. Uhn. Uhhhnn." Abby groaned into the pillow in time to the thrusts.

Suddenly she had an image in her mind. Of Farmer Douglas's stallion mounting a mare, it's massive member buried in the whinnying animal. One of a bull rising up over the haunches of a cow, it's tumescence swinging. Of her Pa's German shepherd sniffing around a stray, smelling the mongrel's heat. Abby knew animals mounted this way but hadn't given a single thought that people could as well. That's what this was. She was Tomas's brood mare, his heifer, his bitch in heat. He wasn't loving her, he wasn't taking her, hell, he wasn't fucking her. No. He was breeding her. That smell in the mattress was the smell of her heat and his cum. She smelled it, as did he, and now it was time to act on that instinct. To mount her haunches and breed her.

This image made her womb burn. Abby felt a feral hunger previously unknown. She needed his cum. She needed to feel that splash of heat within her. She felt savage, animalistic, and wanton. She tried pushing back to meet his thrusts, anything to speed his completion. She moaned long and hard throughout.

"Damn, kitten, you have sweet little ass." Tomas squeezed one of her cheeks hard enough to make it hurt a little.

"Fuck. God damn. Ugh. Give it to meeeeeee!" Abby babbled in response. "Fuck me! Breed me! Ugggggghhhhhhh!"

Tomas laughed. "I think I can do that."

He grabbed her hip and his other hand grabbed her shoulder. As he pushed he pulled back forcing Abby to arch back onto him. He picked up the pace, his balls slapping her hood on each thrust. This inflamed her hard bud and made her cunt flare with each contact. She cycled between whining, groaning, and moaning. She was drooling into the pillow. She didn't care. Drool, her dripping cunt, his cum, her world was all fluids and hunger for more.

Tomas's fingers dug into Abby's slim shoulder. Once again the pain intensified the pleasure making her moan louder. His thrust become frantic and his breathing ragged. His balls made a slap on each thrust. Abby simply soaked all of it in, every sensation, every smell, even the taste of the air. Fed on it like a fire feeding on fuel. Her tummy twitched, her womb burned intensely. Mindless animal bliss devoured rational thought. It was just her and him savagely mating.

"Oh fuck, kitten, I'm gonna cum!" Tomas pistoned in and out furiously.

Abby whined and begged. "Yes! Please! Fill me! Breed me! FUCK! FUUUUUCK!"

Abby screamed into the pillow as her womb caught fire. Climaxing, her back, stomach, and cunt spasmed around the hard flesh pressed deep into her. Just then Tomas leaned hard against her ass, pulling her shoulder and hip hard enough both would have bruises. His cock jumped deep within her, showering her womb with blast after blast of cum.

"Uhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhh! UHHHHHHHHHH!" Tomas grunted deep and loud as he came.

This triggered another orgasm in Abby, causing her legs and toes to curl and making her bite down on the pillow. She pulled at the sheets with balled fists. She screamed through gritted teeth. Her eyes were clamped shut. Her whole body seemed to be united in bearing down to hold onto every last bit of Tomas's cock and every single drop of its completion. He filled her as she came, buried deep the entire time.

Abby's orgasm was intense and seemed to go on and on. It felt like hours, a small eternity of cataclysmic ecstasy. She didn't so much "come down" from it as "fall back to earth". Dim awareness as the world came back. She was face down, gasping for air. Wet hair plastered around her face, her naked body was covered in sweat. Behind her Tomas's softening cock slipped out of her with a wet pop. Her battered cunt dribbled fluid down her legs. She shuddered and tried in vain to move. She was truly spent.

Tomas moved around her, finding her discarded skirt and bra and adding them to the small pile on the ice chest. His own clothes he stepped over. He went to the front of the van and turned off the radio and engine. He returned to the back opened the ice chest and fetched a can of beer. Turning, he looked at Abby and sighed.

"I think you might be all fucked out, kitten."

Abby moaned weakly in response.

"Okie doke, then."

Tomas wrapped an arm around Abby's midsection and pulled her up onto the bed. He moved Abby to lay lengthwise and placed one of the pillows behind her head.

"-ank you", Abby muttered.

He pulled open a drawer and got out an old quilt. He laid it over Abby and grabbed the other pillow. Sliding in behind Abby he lay with his back against the wall spooning her from behind. He flicked a switch and the dome light went out. In the dark he cracked the beer and offered her some. She took a sip and passed it back. They were like that for a time before Abby drifted off to sleep.