Bud Bundy Strikes Back

Bud Bundy Strikes BackMARRIED ... WITH c***dREN: Magic TricksBud Bundy brushed back his greasy black hair as hestumbled down the stairs to the living room. It was hisbirthday. For most teenagers, hell, for most peopleunder 30, birthdays are something to look forward to.But not for Bud. His dad was usually too cheap tobuy him anything. His mom was too lazy and too stupidto bake a cake. And his sister -- well, Kelly usuallygave him something, but it was mostly grief.Then there was this year. This year was going to bedifferent. He had started making his plans months ago,when the idea first came to him. It had taken longpreparation. Getting the right materials. Practicing.What was worse, practicing in front of the family,where everyone could see him fail. But that was anessential part of the plan. They had to believe it hewas serious. And what better way than to open himselfup to even more ridicule than usual?And now, it was time. Now was the start of thingshe'd been looking forward to for so long. He smiled tohimself as he felt his cock rise a bit in his slacksjust at the thought.It was a weekday, so his dad was at the shoe store,sticking his nose into other people's smelly feet. Andhis mom was out -- well, wherever it was she went.But Kelly was home. Kelly was his sister, the kindof young woman for whom the term "slut" was invented.Hell, Kelly was a slut's slut, Bud thought. Alwayswearing hooker clothes, her boobs sticking out, hercunt wet from one guy's cock and already looking forthe next one.Like now. There she was on the couch, her legssplayed like she was getting it already. Tube top, nobra, her tits bulging out above the elastic, her nip-ples pressing bumps into the hot pink fabric. Barestomach, short-short blue spandex mini doing little toconceal the view of her long, shapely legs encased insparkly red nylons. Fire-engine red pumps with six-inchheels. Lipstick cherry red -- the only cherry she hadleft. Blond hair billowing out around her head. Budlicked his lips quickly before she noticed him."Hey, it's the birthday eunuch," she said brightly,patting the worn-out sofa cushion next to her. "Cele-brating another year of your miserable life! Come on,I've got a present for you."He had to make it look good, so Bud swallowed hisglee and gave his face a hang-dog look. "Aw, geez,Kel," he muttered. "Not again. Every year I get allexcited and every year you give me some rotten present.Not this year. I'm not gonna do it. So just forget it.""Why, Bud Bundy," she pouted, her lips formingsultry curves. "I'm hurt. Well, OK, maybe I have beena little hard on you. But not this year. This year Igot you something really great!"Bud did a calculated double-take. "R-really? Some-thing good?""Absolutely.""Well, let me have it!"She pulled a box sloppily wrapped in tinfoil fromunder the couch. "Condolences for your loss," it saidon the card. He looked at it, then at her. "Well, itwas all I could find in the drawer," she said. "Go on,open it."Bud shredded the foil, uncovering a pale green boxmarked "Ferguson's Prime Dates."Puzzled, he pulled it open. The fruit squatted inindividual brown paper cups."Get it?" Kelly was giggling loudly. "Dates! 'Causeyou couldn't get one any other way!" She poked him inthe ribs. "Dates!""Uh, yeah, funny, Kel," Bud said through grittedteeth. Inside, he was furious, but he couldn't affordto let his anger show. Not yet."Oh, wait, there's more," his sister said, pullingout a much smaller package, also done up in wrinkledfoil.More cautiously this time, Bud peeled away thefoil. He revealed a package of condoms. He looked upat Kelly."To use on your dates!" she shrieked, hugging her-self as she sailed off into gales of laughter.Bud forced a thin smile as he waited out her guf-faws. Finally she settled down, although she did eruptin a broad smirk once or twice."Thanks, Kel," he said. "That's funny. Condoms formy dates." He slipped the thin package into a hippocket. çayyolu escort I'll need those later, he thought to himself.How sweet of her to provide them."Uh, hey, Kel?" She had started to get up off thecouch; now she sat back down."Yeah, what?""Uh, since it's my birthday and all, could you dome a favor?"She rolled her eyes. "God, Bud, I already gave youtwo presents. What more do you want?""Well, could you -- could you help me with one ofmy magic tricks?"His sister groaned. Bud had been tormenting thefamily with magic tricks, always begging someone topick a card, hold two ends of a rope, or do something.He'd heard all their jokes -- like, this time, couldhis trick be to make himself disappear? He'd swallowedit all, biding his time. Now, as Kelly formed heranswer, Bud desperately hoped he hadn't gone too far,hadn't driven them all so crazy that she'd never sayyes."I really should be leaving," Kelly said at last,eyeing the door."Aw, please, Kel?" Bud forced himself to whine. "Itis my birrrrthday."His sister shifted away from him. "I really haveto ..."Bud switched tactics, hoping to catch her offguard. "I could -- I could make it worth your while.""You!" Kelly snorted. "What could you do for me?""I could tell you at what garage Bill Parker isgoing to be tonight at seven," Bud said, looking herstraight in the eyes."Who?" Kelly's voice affected a disinterested tone,but Bud saw the flicker of interest in her eyes. He'dhooked her."Bill -- oh, well, if you don't even know him ...""Parker? Parker?" Kelly feigned a search of hermind. Wouldn't take long, Bud snickered to himself."Oh, yeah, I think I know him," she said. "Why would Icare where he was going to be?"Bill was a studly football player that, Bud knew,Kelly had been drooling over for months. He had his ownset of friends at school, though, and Kelly hadn't beenable to break in. Bud knew his sister wouldn't want topass up a chance to get him alone."Oh, I don't know," Bud said aloud. "If you reallydon't care...""No!" Kelly said, quickly. "I mean, well, maybe --OK. What would I have to do?"Bud smiled. "Just follow me."He could barely contain himself as he went up thestairs. It was working! Just a few more minutes andthere would be no turning back. He had a brief momentof doubt, but then he thought about what was ahead and,as his cock rose, his fears disappeared."Lie down on the bed," he told his sister, pushingopen the door to his bedroom."Bet you never said that to any other girl," shesnickered, but she did as he said, putting her blondhead on the pillows. "Now what?"Bud slipped on the dopey black cape he'd been usingto turn himself into Bundini the Magnificent. "I justneed a couple of props," he said, rummaging in adresser drawer.He pulled out a shiny pair of handcuffs. "I bet youknow how these go on, huh, Kel?" He permitted himselfthat little bit of sarcasm. Kelly, probably thinkingabout getting Bill Parker, said nothing and allowed Budto snap the cuffs over her wrists.Then he slipped a loop of red and black bungie cordover one of her ankles, and repeated the motion withanother cord around the other foot."You're not going to do anything stupid, are you?"Kelly seemed a little uncertain. "You've got the key tothese cuffs, right?""Sure, Kel," Bud said, attaching first one cord andthen the other to the foot of his bed, pulling her legsapart."Good, 'cause -- hey, what is this?" Kelly tried tosit up."Haven't you been in this position before?" Bud wasmoving toward the head of the bed now. "I bet youhave."Kelly's eyes flared. "Just what are you ..." Beforeshe could finish the sentence, Bud had grabbed herhands and yanked them up, slipping the cuffs around ahook he'd screwed into the wall. His sister was help-less now. She could move her legs only a little, justenough to bend her knees a few inches."Hey, this hurts," she cried, tugging at the cuffs,which dug into her wrists. "Come on, let me go."Bud cebeci escort said nothing, looking down at her with a widen-ing grin."Come on, you twerp," she said sharply. Budfrowned. "I mean, come on, my wonderful magicianbrother," she tried. "Let me go.""I don't think so, Kel," Bud said, pulling off hiscape. "Not quite yet. I haven't done my magic trickyet. You're gonna like this one, Kel."Kelly pulled fiercely at her restraints. "LET MEGO!" she shouted."There's no one to hear you," Bud said quietly ashe opened a drawer in his nightstand. "But I don'treally want to hear that screaming in my ear. Sorry Ihave to do this." He pulled out one of the red bandanashe used in some of his other tricks and swiftly knottedit around his sister's head as a gag.Her eyes followed him as he stepped back from thebed, and she muttered furiously.Bud took off his clothes slowly. When he pulleddown his shorts Kelly redoubled her efforts to breakfree. The headboard banged against the wall, but shecouldn't get loose."Now do you see my trick, Kel?" Bud reached intothe nightstand again and pulled out a leather-handledknife with a long, thin blade. He looked down at hissister, struggling on the bed. This was what he hadbeen waiting for. Revenge for all those years of tor-ment and teasing. And revenge in the way that she wouldbest understand. His young cock was already thick andhard, bobbing in front of him, as he slid the knifecarefully under her Spandex mini."Better not move too much," he told her. "Iwouldn't want to hurt you."Kelly froze as Bud slid the knife under thematerial. With a sizzling move he slit the skirt allthe way up and across the waistband. Flipping it aside,he sliced down this time, opening up her pantyhose.Almost reverently he pulled the stretchy materialdown and chopped it in half, exposing her curly bushand the red folds of her slit. Bud drew the sharp pointof the knife down the folds. Kelly flinched and a tinydrop of bright red blood appeared."Oh, now, see what you've done?" Bud lifted theknife. "I told you not to move."Moving more quickly now, he ripped open the side ofher top. The elastic pulled it apart and her large,firm breasts bobbled free.Bud tossed the knife back into the drawer andcrawled onto the bed beside his naked sister.Gently he caressed her quivering body, his finger-tips tracing the rise of her massive tits to her darknipples, then down her firm stomach, through the curlyhair to the folds of her cunt. He slipped a fingerinside. She was almost completely dry, but in a fewminutes of manipulation he had her wet and slick."That's great, Kel," Bud whispered to her. "Nowyou're nice and ready for me. Isn't this great?" Kellytwisted underneath him, but clearly most of the fighthad gone out of her, at least for the moment."And I'm so glad you got me that birthday present,"he said, dropping off the bed and pulling his slacksoff the floor. "You know what they say about how if yousleep with someone you sleep with everyone they'veslept with. And with you, that's pretty much everyone,isn't it?"As he spoke, he pulled out the condom package,broke it open and slipped one over his engorged cock."Perfect fit, Kel," he said, getting back on thebed and kneeling between her legs. "What a thoughtfulgift."Bud looked down at her. Kelly's lush body was splitopen for him. Already he could smell the rich muskrising from her crotch. A thousand and one memoriesrushed at him of the times she'd ridiculed him. Ahundred nights of masturbating in his bed, his eyesstinging with tears from Kelly's taunts about stillbeing a virgin. And now, this.Kelly had closed her eyes tightly. He had hoped tolook in her eyes when he shoved his cock into her. Oh,well.Bud crouched over his sister, licking her amplebreasts, sucking on the nipples, burying his face inher cleavage, enjoying the moment.But the raging hard-on sent a pounding message tohis brain and he couldn't demetevler escort wait any longer.Bud put the head of his dick to his sister's wetslit and pushed. It drove in easily and he was IN!The emotions were so strong that he almost cameimmediately, even though Kelly had apparently decidedto stay as still as possible and it was like fucking acorpse. But Bud held back, holding himself inside herfor several minutes while he got used to the feeling.And then he began to stroke. Kelly's cunt was nota very tight fit -- no surprise after all the guysshe'd had -- but to Bud, having his first fuck, it wasfantastic. The thin sheath of the condom did little tostop the incredible sensations as he pushed his cockinto his sister's twat and then withdrew it slowly.He pressed his hairless chest onto hers, thrillingto the feeling of her tits rubbing against him.In and out, in and out he drove, until all too soonhe felt the familiar surge and a blast of cum squirtedout, flooding the tip of the rubber. Bud collapsed ontop of Kelly.A minute or two later, when he rose off her, Kellyopened her eyes. Bud saw the spark of hope in them, thethought that it was all over."Don't worry, Kel," he assured her. "That wasn'tall. I got some great stuff from this mail-order cata-log. It should have me hard again in no time."And the cream worked, stinging his cock a littlebut bringing it back to full erection. Bud saw Kellyshut her eyes tightly and wince. He smiled.Through all the planning, he had sometimes worriedthat actually doing it with Kelly wouldn't be as goodas his dreams. What if she wasn't a good fuck? Whatif he started feeling guilty?But now those fears were completely gone. Kelly'sripe body was everything he'd hoped, and he had enoughmemories of her jokes to banish any guilt. This wasjust going to be one hell of a fuck.Again he drove his dick into her, and again shetried to hold still.But as Bud continued to pound away at her cunt,Kelly began to return the motion, lifting her hips athis thrusts. Bud realized that a whore like his sistermust really like sex; even getting ****d wouldn't stopher from getting into it. The thought drove his lusteven higher.He slammed his cock into her sopping wet tunnel,pounding away. Faster and faster they went, 10 minutes,20, a half hour.Suddenly Kelly jerked stock-still, and then herbody heaved up and down rapidly. An orgasm, Budrealized with a shock. He'd fucked her till she came!Frantically he increased his own speed until he felthis cum burst out again."God, that was great, Kel," he told her when he gothis breath back. She looked him in the eye for a secondand then looked away. That was OK, he thought. Give hertime and she'd realize she didn't have to leave thehouse to get a good fuck.Bud lay atop his sister's hot, sweaty body forseveral minutes, then got up to take a pee.As he got back to his room, he heard the front dooropen. Quickly he slipped his clothes back on and pulledfrom the dresser drawer a paper bag that clinked as helifted it."Mom?" he called, opening his bedroom door a crack."Is that you?""Yeah, Bud," she shouted back.Bud slipped out of the room, closing the door be-hind him, and raced down the stairs.His mom was teetering on her high heels in theliving room, bending over as she sorted through severalshopping bags. Her wide ass was waving in Bud's face,tugging at the seams of her black miniskirt."Hi, Mom," Bud said as he sk**ded to a halt nextto her.She straightened up and turned to face him."Oh, hi, Bud," she said lazily. Bud's mom had hugetits, maybe twice the size of Kelly's, he thought,their round mounds bulging out of the deep V of herblouse's neckline. Bud forced himself to look awayfrom them and up to her heavily mascara'ed face andthe stiff cloud of dark hair."Did you get me anything for my birthday?" he askedeagerly."Your -- uh, sure, here," she said, digging intoone of the bags. She came up with a rat-tailed combin bright pink plastic. "Here you go. Happy Birthday,Bud."Bud stared at it. He wasn't sure if he was goingto be able to go through with this part of his plan,but that made it easier."Uh, thanks, Mom," he said. He turned away from herand then slowly spun back. "Uh, Mom? Could you help mewith a magic trick?"