Tabboo

TABBOO

Part Three

Chapter One

       Well into the evening, stripped naked, contorting, twisting in the tight rope bindings with her breasts thrusting obscenely outward, her globular melons virtually spread out in opposite directions as they sway above her hollowing ribcage, the clamped nipples jiggling with the serrated clothespins clipped deeply across the engorged nubs.  Whimpering, whining, a tear tracing down a cheek, dripping across her flattened sternum, her swollen eyes gaze back and forth from one aching breast to the other standing out beneath her chin as she grunts through the oversized bright red ‘O’ ring crammed between her yawning jaws.

       Saliva mixing with a tear or two streaking down across her naked flesh, its trail glistening down past her flexing belly button, traces across her shaven pubic area, drips from the puffy folds of her bare labium.  Standing precariously on the makeshift crate, legs slightly spread, a semi-lax white rope dangles between her encircled ankles.  Calves aching, tiptoeing with her heels raised above a few scattered carpet tacks tossed haphazardly across the wooden surface beneath her bare feet, she struggles to maintain her balance as her nude flesh glistens under the lone bright bulb swaying from the garage’s rafter as the side door swings open.

       “Well Bubby, We’ve already begun without you… I’ve already spanked her pussy good and hard and started on her tits.”  His older sister smiles, herself practically naked, wearing just her brief bikini thong, its strap disappearing between her but cheeks.  “I’ve got Sissy’s big ‘ol titties really pushed out there for us now, don’t I?”  Cupping her own breasts, her nipples hard, thick as her fingers glide seductively across her own substantial mounds, she nods toward her sister.  “Those clothespins have been on her nipples for quite awhile now… Like how they look nice and deep like that?”

       Closing the garage’s side door as he finally returns from work, a frustrating couple hours of overtime necessary to be allowed a couple vacation days for the next two days, stepping beside the crate, between the girls, he just silently nods at his older sister’s comments, almost dumbfounded by the sight of the pair, both practically naked, his kid sister bound up on the crate, her bare tits forced to jaunt firmly out and appearing even larger if possible then her sister’s.  And, the sight of the jiggling clothespins burrowing so deeply into her puffy nipples just adds to his eager response, the swelling in his trousers.

Checking the bindings across his kid sister’s elbows, impressed by the way they’re forced to flatten together, also checking her wrists bound tight above her curling fingers, reaching up toward her impossibly contorted shoulders forced to arch back seemingly on the verge of dislocating, he finds himself eye level with her pendulous breasts jaunting apart and straight outward as he twists her towards her nude body more toward him.  The pair of wooden clips just inches from his face while being spread painfully apart by her engorged tit flesh, the tips of the clamps pressing harshly into the thick nubs of her jiggling nipples, the sight’s erotic, and even better, obviously quite uncomfortable.

       ‘’Let’s give that tight little cunt of hers something to distract some of her attention from those cantaloupes she calls tits, bro… Spread Sissy’s cuntlips apart… Let me get too that adorable little clit of hers hiding in there… Oh, and now that we’re starting our little company, you guys can go ahead and get used to just calling me by my professional name, Tabboo from now on, okay?”  Glancing toward her brother, she adds.  “I think Sissy will do just fine for the kid… You?... Take a couple days and we’ll figure something out.”

Unable to resist resting a cupped hand on a firm, bare breast, toying with, slightly flexing the squeaking clothespin between finger and thumb, he reaches down with his free hand, spreads the smooth folds of his little sister’s parting cuntlips.  Melding the incredibly firm titflesh with one hand as he tautly spreads the vaginal area with his other, he watches what appears to be a tiny rubber band being stretched, slipped across the protruding nub by Tabboo’s long, dark fingernails.  The brightly coated nails pinching, stretching the band, forcing it further across the tiny mound of glistening flesh, he listens to his kid sister’s escalating whimpers, feels her bare breast twisting in his grip as her naked body trembles.

       “Oomph!... Uumph!”

Rasping grunts as the band ‘snaps’ as it’s released, the nub instantly swelling, enveloping the small ring of elastic rubber, he steps back a step, stares toward his younger sister’s knees bowing inward, her naked body noticeably trembling above him on the crate as she leans forward, her breasts hanging down, swaying back and forth as a line of drool dangles from the mouth gag.

       “Now then… A few more minutes and Sissy will think her little cunt’s on fire too… It’ll be worse then those clamps on those tits even. ”  Tabboo smiles as she glides her fingers across her sister’s swaying mounds, flicks the taut wooden pins as she glances up into the now welling eyes, smirks.  “A while longer, then we’ll take these nasty pins off these titties… I’ve got something else in store for them after these nipples get good and tender, okay Sissy?

       Glancing toward her brother, slowly flipping both clips downward with her thumbs, watching her sister’s nubs painfully twist as she briefly holds them down against the thrust out titflesh, she giggles, releases the pins, watches them spring back upwards, both nipples jiggling beneath the jerking clamps’ prongs.

       “Aaaaggghhhh!... Oooommmpphhh!”

       More then just grunts, rocking on the balls of her feet, a couple tacks adhering to the bottoms of her heels, Sissy’s naked body twists as she continues to try to maintain her balance on her toes.  Tears streaking down her cheeks, saliva tracing between her breasts while she too glances toward her brother, her pleading look’s obvious as she squirms above the creaking crate.

       “Looks like Sissy wants you to help her out, Bubby.”  Another sadistic smile, tweaking a clip again causing another grunt, she glances toward him.  “Go ahead I guess… Have some fun with her… Squeeze her tits till the pins pop off those nipples… Then maybe she’ll quit whining so much for now.”

       Not hesitating, stepping in front of the crate, reaching up, cupping both breasts while glancing back into his kid sister’s welling eyes staring back at him, he senses the paradox of such softness, yet firmness of the globular grapefruit sized mounds being melded in his fingertips.  Squeezing, twisting back and forth, ignoring her pleading eyes, pathetic grunts, he watches at eye level at the clamp’s tongs springing partially open, shutting closed again as her titflesh bulges between his spreading fingers, thumbs.

       “Oomph!... Huuumppphhh!”

       Having her leaning forward once again with her knees pressing together, saliva drooling from her spread lips, he watches the wooden pins continue flexing.   Stroking her bare breasts back and forth like milking them, feeling the youthful fullness, he watches the clamps jiggling under the applied pressure while sporadically sliding slowly outward across the swollen nubs of her discolored nipples as the ends of the tongs flex open, spring closed under the pressure of his manipulating fingers, thumbs.  More moans mingling with a loud grunt or two, tears streaming as the tongs of the flexing pins work their way painfully outward, dig agonizingly deeper into the very tips of her tortured tit flesh, he firmly grips, squeezes the bases of both breasts, twisting forcefully inward toward her thrust out sternum as one, then the other pin ‘plops’ free, leaving their obvious indentations in her tortured flesh.

       “Aaaaaagggggghhhhhhh!”

       “Damn bro.”  Cupping her own breasts, watching the clamps hit the floor, Tabboo takes a deep breath, rubs back and forth across her nipples as she watches her kid sister squirm.  “That had to hurt like hell… Good job though, there’s people who’ll be really interested to watch something like that… Anyway, get her down and face her toward me.”

Again without hesitation he follows her instructions, reaches up and helps her step down after brushing a couple of the tacks away from the soles of her feet and unties a rope from her ankle.  Still infatuated with her bouncing breasts, her glistening naked body in general, he turns her toward Tabboo as she positions herself.

“Sissy’s always been proud of her titties.”  Tabboo smirks.  “Even before they fully bloomed like they are now.”  Reaching out, gripping a breast, glancing into her kid sister’s swollen eyes, she continues.  “ Ain’t I right Sissy?... Then again she was jealous of mine for a long time, huh?”  Tweaking a nipple, cupping the other breast, bouncing it, weighing it in a palm of a hand, she adds.  “Yea, she used to mess with my favorite bras, slip her little boobies in them and pose in front of the mirror… A little cotton didn’t hurt either so she could let the boys think she had a rack like mine when she’d actually sneak a bra from my drawer and keep it for herself.”

Motioning toward her brother, pinching, tugging both her sister’s nipples simultaneously, she grins.  “Different story now though… She’s got these big ‘ol titties now… Looks like they might even be bigger then mine, huh bro?”  Pushing her own breasts outward, giving her sister’s a playful smack; she turns, thrusts her shoulders back mimicking her sister’s.  “Until I do this that is… So… What cha’ think bro?... Which rack you like the most?... Give us both a squeeze… Compare ‘em.”

Glancing from one set of breasts to the other as the girls stand side by side, feeling his cock pulsing, reaching both hands slowly outward, gripping, melding a breast of each sister, the soft flesh so similar, his kid sister’s maybe just a little fuller, his older sister’s possibly a tad firmer, he lets his fingers sink into the rounded mounds, his thumbs tracing across the nubs of their nipples.

“What’s the matter?... Hard time choosing, huh?”

Again ignoring Tabboo’s teasing question as he squeezes, twists, melds the bare breasts, he feels the crotch of his trousers stretching, his cock throbbing.

“I’ve got an idea… Drop your pants… Let that cock stick out there for me.”  Tabboo again firmly speaking, reaching up, gripping, slipping his hand from her breast, she continues.  “Let Sissy kneel down in front of you while I step behind her.”  Glancing toward her kid sister, reaching over, gripping, sliding his other hand from her breast, she orders.  “Go ahead… Kneel down in front of Bubby… Now!”

Glancing toward her older sister, her brother, bending a knee, her breasts bobbing as her shoulders arch back in the single sleeve bondage glove, she hesitantly obeys, kneels on the floor facing him as Tabboo steps behind her.

Stepping behind, unfastening the mouth gag, slipping it from her kid sister’s lips, Tabboo sternly orders.  “Keep that mouth open girl… Eyes too… And don’t say a word or these clamps will be right back on those aching nipples of yours for at least another hour.”  Cupping her sister’s breasts glancing toward her brother, she grins.  “Slap that cock right here between these titties… I’m going to jack you off with ‘em ‘till you cum on her tits… Maybe her face too and if you’ve got a big enough load, ramming it down her throat for her to swallow.”

Hearing a shallow groan from his kid sister, her breasts jaunting outward in Tabboo’s spread hands, he feels his warm meat slap across her pressed together breasts, watches Tabboo’s fingers melding the bulging titflesh, the foreskin of his cock stroking back and forth as he sees her arched back shoved forward, her body pulled back by her squeezed jugs, back and forth, his cock stroking in and out of her manipulated breasts as he begins flexing his hips in rhythm, his older sister’s fingers squeezing, nails digging into the globular mounds pushing against his thighs.

“Fuck these titties Bubby… Just feel her tits stroking that big cock of yours… Fuck her… Fuck our little kid sister’s tits for me… then cum all over her.”

Again Tabboo’s sultry voice ringing in his ears, the sensations of titty fucking his kid sister, feeling his cock pulsing, his knees trembling, glancing into her hazed eyes staring down between her bulging breasts, saliva drooling from her parted lips, he feels the rumble in the pit of his stomach, his cock throbbing, gushing, a thick wad of cum shooting between the squeezed melons.

“Yes… Oh yes Bubby… Keep squirting… In her eyes too.”

The rasping voice of his older sister playing along, feeling her fingers also gripping his cock, jerking the crown upward, another pulsing spurt across his younger sister’s nose, across her eyebrows as Tabboo jerks Sissy’s head back while still stroking, milking his throbbing shaft, the swollen knob being pressed against the yawning lips, grinding past the spread teeth, ramming past her flattening tongue, into her gagging throat, he unloads another, and another spurt of hot cum.  Groaning, reaching down with both hands, gripping his kid sister’s ears, he tugs forward as his cock borrows inward, his scrotum slapping across her chin.

“Ooomph!”  Grunting, hearing the gurgling sounds, feeling her curling tongue, her reflexive throat convulsions, he grunts again, arches his hips back, withdraws his throbbing cock.  Cum drooling from his cock to her lips, dripping across her full breasts, jiggling nipples, he steps back a step, hears the rasping of his kid sister’s stifled breaths.

“Nice titty fuck, huh bro?”  Again Tabboo’s sultry voice as he glances down toward her fingers pressing across, melding the glistening titflesh of his younger sister’s, watching Tabboo massage his cum into the bare flesh, reach up, swipe across their kid sister’s cheeks, eyes, harshly stuff a couple soaked fingers between her still parted lips, again forcing a gurgle as she smirks while stuffing the mouth gag back in place.  “Let’s clean her up… Oh, maybe we should slip that band off her clit, too… Then again, maybe not ‘till after she showers… Say, want to stick your cock in her cunt just one time bro, maybe a long, slow thrust just for kicks, to see how it fits?... Think you can get it up again?”

Feeling the instant adrenaline, watching as Tabboo reaches down, forces his kid sister to stand, her thighs to spread apart in front of him, seeing her swollen nub between her gapping labium, he watches as Tabboo grips the back of his younger sister’s hair, drags her head back, orders.  “Come on if you can do it again… One firm thrust into her tight cunt, okay?”

Eagerly stepping in front of his kid sister’s naked body, her breasts jaunting erotically upward as her back arches even further back in Tabboo’s tight grip, he senses his cock almost instantly swelling; standing upright as he grips its shaft, presses his hips forward as he centers the hardening crown between her spreading cuntlips.  Feeling the moistness, then the firmness, pressing the crown past the engorged nub with the tight rubberband burrowed into its pinkish flesh, his foreskin stretching, her vaginal walls tightly gripping every inch of his shaft as he plunges slowly inward, he feels her body trembling, sees her bruised nipples jiggling, her breasts bouncing toward her armpits as she groans through the drooling mouth gag.

Reaching out, cupping, grabbing the pendulous mounds above her hollowing ribcage, thrusting his hips forward, he senses her tiptoeing, her knees quivering while his fingers, thumbs tighten in his grip, his thighs ramming against hers.  Standing stiff legged, his scrotum swaying, slapping between her inner thighs, he feels himself completely immerged between her quivering legs.

“Ooomph!... Aaaggghhh!”

Her painful squeals, a giggle from Tabboo, he senses his once again throbbing cock pressing against her pubic bone, the top of his shaft hoisting her upwards as he hangs onto her bulging breasts, feels his cock pulsing, encased in her stretching vagina, its swollen crown pressing against her womb.

“Okay Bubby… That’s enough… Looks like you can even hurt her with that thing… Good job.”

Her older sister’s voice almost amusing, feeling his kid sister being dragged back, her moist vagina stretching as it slowly releases his cock, he hesitates, momentarily thinks of thrusting in again as the crown of his shaft ‘plops’ free.

“Time to give her a shower, my style.”  Tabboo smirks.  “Then it’s off to the bedroom to remove that tight little band digging into her clit.”

The quick stroll by the three of them to the bathroom, his bound kid sister seemingly almost resigned to the blatantly sadistic treatment of their sister, yet having to admit the entire scenario’s more then his wildest dreams, literally, he watches from the doorway of the bathroom for the next few minutes as the ice cold, steaming, then ice cold and yet again streaming shower cascades across her virtually naked body as she’s forced to turn, bend over, thrust her breasts outward as the shower’s knobs are manipulated.  The pain of the elastic band burrowed deep into her engorged clit’s also obvious as she reflexively hunches, presses her thighs together with each movement as the wet bondage sleeve keeps her shoulders arched back.

       “Grab that towel, Bubby…  Hand it to me.”  Tabboo orders.  “I’ll dry her off and take her back to my room to chew that ring off her clit, be done with her for the day… You go get your rest… We’ll start bright and early with her tomorrow… You got the time off, right?”

Flipping her the white terrycloth towel, a nod, a final glance at his sisters, he almost frustratingly turns down the hallway, toward the steps down to his bedroom.  Shutting the door, lying on his back across his bed, he listens to the footsteps across the above hallway, the bedroom door above him closing.

The creaking of the bed from above, groans, moans, an occasional painful shriek, he can envision his older sister literally nibbling, chewing the ‘O’ ring from his kid sister’s cunt for the next few minutes.  The thought of the two of them naked on the bed, their bodies curled across one another’s, he slowly strokes himself imagining having the pair of them at the same time, but better yet, with both bound, to use together as he wants.

End Part Three