Eva glanced at the rearview mirror and saw her eighteen-year-old pimple-faced brother stretched out in the back of their father's Cadillac, asleep. She and her boyfriend, Devon, had just returned from a weekend at the beach and since his old truck couldn't handle the three-hour drive, she'd needed her father's car and he'd insisted she take her brother, Jeff.
It wasn't that they didn't get along, but she'd wanted some alone time with her boyfriend who traveled extensively as a pharmaceutical salesman. Jeff had put a damper on their sexual exploits, causing Devon to pout a bit.
Eva caught her reflection in the mirror and noticed her flushed cheeks and bright blue eyes. Even though they'd made love just a few hours before she was still horny. Devon was a good guy, but his dick was only about six inches long and not very wide. Plus, he usually finished before she did, leaving her unfulfilled.
Eva brushed her blond locks off her forehead and blasted the air conditioner. She just wanted to get home and take care of her little problem herself. She'd come to enjoy playing with her 32D sized breasts and fucking herself to a mind-blowing orgasm with her nine-inch dildo. Getting hot just thinking about it, Eva decided to stop at the gas station up ahead and grab a bottle of water. Might as well fill the tank, too, she thought.
It was near dark and they were in some redneck part of Florida—having left Devon to catch a flight to California—so the faster they got out of the area the better. Taking a quick left, she sped up to the pump, cutting off a guy in a pickup truck. He pressed on the horn and she threw up a middle finger. Redneck!
Jeff never moved, so she climbed out of the car to pump the gas. She heard a door slam as she swiped her daddy's credit card but didn't pay any attention. Before she could reach the handle, someone grabbed a fistful of her hair and she fell back into a strong muscular chest.
"You didn't think you'd get away with that did you? You city bitches think you're better than us 'rednecks', don't you?"
"Of course not!" Eva stammered, rearing back in pain as his hold tightened. She felt the thick cord of his dick against her back and her belly quivered. Oh, God. Please don't let him hurt me," she prayed.
"Look at you rubbing that ass against my dick, you slut."
Eva realized in horror that her hips were rotating against his crotch. He was much bigger than the dildo she'd bought a year ago and the thought of being taken by something nearly double the size was making her pussy drip with need.
"Well, I don't like no city bitches. Who's that in the car, your boyfriend? Maybe he'd like to take a gander at you. I know I'd enjoy watching."
He pinned her down on the trunk of her daddy's car and held her easily despite her struggle. "No! It's my brother. Please don't let him see me like this!"
"You're brother, eh?" Redneck banged on the back door and seconds later her brother sleepily emerged.
Jeff's eyes nearly bulged in his sockets when he saw the big, dark-haired stranger forcing his sister onto the car. "Hey, mister, you'd better let my sister go."
"I have a better idea." Jeff started to leap toward the guy but he quickly pulled out a pocketknife and held it against Eva's throat. "What were you saying, kid?"
"Could you please let my sister go? We'll give you whatever you want, money, the car. Just let her go."
"I don't want any of those. I just want to teach your sister a little lesson here. You see, she thinks she's better than us here folk, and I'm about to prove her wrong."
Redneck drew the knife down the length of her body to her short barely-covered-her-ass -skirt, and hiked it up a bit. "Like a taste?" he asked Jeff.
"Nah, man! That's disgusting! She's my sister!"
He cut away her panties, which fell to the ground soaked with her pussy juice. Eva noticed the way Jeff's eyes roved over legs. So did Redneck by his sinister chuckle.
"Your sister has an ass that could turn on any man. Take a look."
Redneck pushed her skirt up exposing her to Jeff and anyone else who might happen by. Tears began to leak from Eva's eyes. Was this freak going to make her own brother rape her?
She could see the bulge in Jeff's pants. Three years younger than her, she'd always thought of him as a scrawny kid but his dick was longer and thicker than Devon's.
"You have five seconds to make a decision. Fuck her or I cut her."
Jeff looked at Eva with a mixture of horror, desire, and confusion in his eyes. He didn't know what to do and while she didn't want to die she didn't want her brother to fuck her either.
With one second left, Jeff approached her slowly. He looked like he was about to lunge for Redneck but the guy, anticipating the move, stepped behind the trunk and placed the blade against her throat.
Jeff's shoulders slumped in defeat and he moved toward her. He reached to unzip his jeans but Redneck stopped him. "You either a sissy or a virgin. "
Jeff's cheeks turned bright red. "I ain't no fucking sissy!"
Eva's gaze met his chagrined one. Her brother was still a virgin!
She began to struggle and Redneck slammed her head into the car and she closed her eyes in pain.
"Man, the best lovin' comes when you think only of your partner's needs. You got to make love to her long before you slip that dick in that hole." Redneck sighed impatiently at Jeff's hesitation. "Rub her ass, guy. Slowly."
Jeff touched her gently at first but his strokes grew bolder as Redneck encouraged him. "Raise her shirt up and look at that nice indention between her back and ass. Nice, aint it?"
