The advent of a more liberal society has revolutionized the life of the modern American woman, opening up new vistas both professionally and personally. As with most social revolutions, however, the challenges are apt to be slow and sporadic, leaving untouched many of those it hopes to reach.
One occupation, that of the housekeeper, reflects the uneven progress of social change-women entering this field have long been considered slow-witted and dull with little consideration given to their true personalities or capabilities.
Living in this shadow and its traditions, the woman in this story, Gwen Gorman, casts a new light onto a profession long stereotyped. Both ambitious and adventurous, she finds herself suddenly confronted by a sexual liberalism which challenges her.
THE HOTTEST HOUSEKEEPER-a chronicle of our times. The story of a woman trapped in a tide of social change.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Gwen Gorman was sitting in a booth at the noisy cafe, looking over the classified ads. She had just lost her job with an elderly couple. They had decided to move to another city and live with their daughter and son-in-law. Which meant that Gwen would have to find employment and a place to stay. Everything she owned was inside her battered old car.
A promising ad caught her eye. A man was looking for someone to keep house for him and his family. She would get room and board, as well as a salary. If the job wasn't already taken, it might be just what she was looking for.
After she paid for her coffee, she got into her car and drove to the address given in the ad. A smile lit her face as she pulled into the driveway. It was a roomy house, with two stories.
She checked her appearance in the mirror. Her short black hair was looking as unruly as ever. Her brown eyes were sparkling, signaling her inner sweet nature. Her cheeks were pink even without powder. Yes, she decided, she would make a good impression.
When he answered the door, she couldn't help smiling. The man was quite handsome. Tall, blonde, with gray eyes. He was muscular, too. Gwen had always been turned on by guys with rippling muscles.
"Hi," she said. "I saw your ad in the paper. I know I might look like a kid to you, but I have had experience. For two years, after I graduated from high school, I kept house for Mr. and Mrs. Nelson. I have a letter of reference from them, if you'd like to see it."
"What's your name?" he asked with a grin. "Mine's Elton West. Come on in. We can talk better inside."
"I'm Gwen," she said. "Then, you haven't hired anyone yet?"
"No. Our last housekeeper quit last week. She couldn't cope with four men in one house."
She was following him down a hallway, then into the den. It was a lovely home. And the man was sexy to look at, too. She wondered what he would look like naked, and her cunt tingled in anticipation.
"Four men?" she asked. "The ad didn't mention that."
"It's me and my sons," Elton said. "They're about your age, and didn't appreciate having Mrs. Preston telling them to pick up their clothes. You said something about a letter, didn't you?"
She dug the letter out of her purse and then waited while he read it. No doubt about it, the man was enough to make her as horny as hell. Had she not been seeking employment with him, she would have done something about it. She had never been bashful about telling a man that he made her hot, and Mr. West really had her pussy itching.
"They certainly did like your work," he said. "Tell me something. How would you feel about living here, with four men? Would the situation bother you?"
"No, sir."
"Good. How long would it take you to get your things and move in?"
"Everything I have is out in my car right now," Gwen said. "All I would need to do would be to bring it in."
"Well, then, I guess all we need to do is familiarize you with the house."
"Then I'm hired?"
"I think you're just the girl I've been looking for," Elton said.
He showed her around his home, taking her from one room to another. She listened as he outlined when he and his sons would want breakfast, when they would be home for dinner. She made a mental note of the times he mentioned, and continued to daydream about the sexy man.
When the tour was over, they were again in the den.
"What do you think of the place?" he asked. "Will it be too much for you to handle?"
"No, sir. The house really isn't that large, and I understand my duties. I think it'll be just fine."
He stepped up to her and put out his hand. When she took it as though to shake it, she gave his fingers a teasing caress. For an instant, she thought that he was going to reprimand her. Then he slowly, deliberately, drew her into his arms.
Her lips parted as his mouth met hers. Moaning, she thrust her tongue into his mouth and rubbed her cunt mound against his crotch. The large bulge that had been concealed by his slacks was pushing back at her. She reached for his prick, knowing that he wanted to fuck as badly as she did.
When her fingers slid up and down his hard prick, he growled at her. His kiss became more urgent, less of a questioning introduction. His hands reached under her blouse, kneading the flesh along her back. Taking that to be a perfect signal of his need to fuck her, she unzipped his slacks, pushed his briefs down and set his cock free.
"Baby, I want to fuck you," he said. "Tell me you want it, too. Say you want my prick in your cunt."
"Ohhh, I do!" she moaned. "But first I want it in my mouth!"
Kneeling down in front of him, the horny girl got her first glimpse of his prick. It was long and fat, probably the biggest cock she had ever seen. Putting out her tongue, she tasted of the swollen cock-knob, letting it slip between her lips and down to her throat. A low moan escaped her.
While slurping on the man's large fuck-pole, she caught hold of his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. His hands grabbed her head, caressing her, while he shoved his cock-meat into her sucking mouth.
"Yeah, baby," he mumbled. "Get me good and wet. But don't think you're just going to bring me off and let it go at that. I want to fuck you, and you'd better get used to the idea."
After she gave the man's prick a couple more deep sucks, Gwen moved back and stood up. As she smiled at him, she began to unbutton her blouse.
"I can't wait to have your cock in me," she said. "It's so big and hard. I'm so hot for you."
"Is it?" Elton asked. "Then hurry up and let me see it. Nothing turns me on like a wet cunt."
Her blouse fell away, followed by her bra. Mr. West's eyes lit up as he gazed at her round tits. Quickly, she shed her skirt and panties, wanting to see if he would approve of the rest of her naked body. Most of the young men she had fucked would have been all over her by now, sucking at her nipples, fingering her pussy. But this man was in no hurry to just grab her and fuck. He was holding back, and she admired him for his patience.
"Well?" she asked when he said nothing. "Do you still want to shove your cock in me? I hope you haven't changed your mind. You really do have a wonderful prick."
"Sit down on the couch. I want to see how wet you really are."
Obeying his lustful command, she settled onto the leather couch and spread her legs. To further entice him, she put her fingers in her cunt-slit and peeled her pussy-lips apart.
"You see?" she murmured, her voice husky. "I'm sopping. Your cock did this to me. Just looking at it, sucking it. Please, Mr. West, you've got to fuck me! Now!"
"Call me Elton when we're alone," he said. "You do need a prick, don't you?"
"Your prick," she said. "Come on, Elton. Stick that big cock in me. I need it."
The man moved closer, then sank to his knees. Her lips parted in surprise and wonder as he bent toward her and stuck his tongue into her dripping pussy.
"Oh God!" she groaned. "Mmmmmm, yes, lover! Lick me! Lick me good!"
She caressed his head, running her fingers through his blonde hair as he tickled her clit with his tongue. He was licking her cunt up and down, making her shiver with desire. He tasted every part of her slimy pussy, even poking his tongue into her snug cunt-hole. Gwen began to twist under his tantalizing assault, responding to the lewd act in a positive way.
"Ooooh, keep doing that!" she panted. "You're gonna make me cum, you sexy stud! Whatever you do, don't quit!"
His reply was to use his fingers to pull her pussy-lips out of his way and use his tongue more avidly in her cunt. The girl was sucking in air between her teeth, arching her back to thrust her pussy into his face. She couldn't see what he was doing, but she sure could feel it. And her pussy drooled even more as Elton gave her cunt-meat a voracious eating out.
"I'm almost there!" she whimpered. "Almost! Oh, lover! What a wonderful tongue you have! Touch my clit! Please! Bring me off!"
He answered her plea by grasping her clit with his lips and stroking it with the tip of his tongue. The girl gasped, shuddered, then let out a piercing yell.
"Aaaiiieeee!" she screamed. "You did it! Damn you, you fantastic stud! You made me cum!"
Before she was ready for him to leave her pussy alone, the man stood up and almost tore his clothes off. He was staring down at her, his gray eyes shining.
"Get on your knees and lean over the couch," he said. "I want to fuck your hot cunt from behind."
"Would you like for me to wet your cock again?"
"Your pussy's soaking now, think you're ready to take this big prick."
She was. Little tingles of orgasm still pulsated within her. And as she saw what a muscular body he possessed, she got even more turned on.
After another long look at his naked body, the girl got into position and waited to feel his fat cock-head fucking into her pussy. She didn't have to wait for long. Elton was behind her in seconds, his hands gripping her hips to steady her.
"Here's a nice cock for you, honey," he muttered. "I think you'll like it just fine."
She pitched forward, crying out in shock as the big prick-head burrowed deeply into her fuck-hole. It was a large prick, the largest she had ever taken. The thought of having so much cock-meat inside her set off another explosion within her, and she shrieked in pure joy.
"Eeeaaahhh!" she screeched. "Fuck me! Dammit, fuck me good!"
"I intend to," he grunted. "You just hold onto the couch and let me give you a real fucking."
She was already digging her fingers into the cool leather, her tits pressed into the smooth covering.
Her lover seemed anxious to show her what would happen, and began fucking her with long, powerful thrusts. Each time his bulbous cock-head rammed forward, it knocked most of the air from her lungs. Before she could get enough breath to cry out, she was again at the mercy of his whole prick. It was driving her mad, but she didn't care.
Over and over, he drove his cock into her tight cunt-hole. Gwen lay there in orgasmic shock, having climaxes in rapid-fire order but unable to vocalize her delight. She was clinging to the couch as though it would save her from being fucked to death, yet she would relish having her life end while a cock was imbedded in her pussy.
"You have a tight cunt," Elton said. "Wet and hot and tight. I always did like a snug pussy. Well, while you're working for me, I'll see if I can't fuck it often."
Suddenly, he slowed his frantic pace. His hands were roaming over her ass-cheeks, sliding up to feel the roundness of her tits. She squirmed, her cunt-muscles pulling on his cock-shaft. She wanted more of the lustful fucking, even if it did drive her out of her mind.
"You are a pretty girl," Elton said. "And to think that you'll be here, available whenever I want you. That is all right with you, isn't it? Would you like to fuck me often, baby?"
"All the time!" she gasped. "Please, fuck is me some more right now! You have my pussy turning inside out!"
"I know. I fucked enough girls to be able to tell when one is turned on, and you are hot, baby!"
"Oh, shit, am I ever!" she panted. "Fuck me, lover! Fuck the hell out of me!"
"Are you sure? I thought I might have been too rough on you. My prick can be too much for some girls."
"It's just right for me!" she moaned. "Now fuck me! Don't hold anything back!"
She did scream when he drove his prick-meat into her farther. She hadn't noticed that his balls hadn't been bouncing against her. Now that they were, and she could feel that little extra inch of cock-meat inside her, she realized just how big his prick really was.
As she clawed at the couch, the man began to pile-drive his cock into her. Gwen gritted her teeth against the jarring, glorious sensation of getting fucked to pieces. She twisted and writhed, rubbing her tits against the leather. The couch had warmed under her, and it was almost like pressing herself against a man's smooth skin. Gasping for breath, she turned her face and licked at the couch, so turned on by the wild fuck that she forgot that the man could see her.
"Hot little bitch, aren't you?" he asked. "Yeah, I can tell you are. Okay, honey, if you want to kiss something, I've got a mouth that should suit you perfectly."
Before she could realize what he was saying, he had withdrawn and was lifting her onto the couch. It was only once he had begun to sink his cock into her again and lean down to kiss her that she found her voice.
"No, don't!" she moaned. "Not after you licked my cunt!"
"Baby, you've got to be kidding," he said. "It's your own pussy-juice. And it's like nectar."
"I don't care!" she gasped. "I don't want to taste it!"
"Do you want me to keep fucking you?"
"Yes, of course I do."
"Then you had damned well better kiss me!"
She thought his request vulgar and insulting, and would have liked to refuse. But he was tempting her with his prick, easing it into her cunt, exciting her to the point that she was shivering. She did want his prick.
"What's it going to be?" he asked. "Are you going to kiss me, or do I quit fucking you?"
"I'll-kiss you!"
"You don't seem too sure about it. Maybe I'd better make you really hot to kiss me, then you won't even know what you're doing."
At that, he began the glorious, jack-hammering thrusts that she found to be irresistible. Gasping out her desire, she responded to his motions, fucking back at him in abandon.
Her fuck-cream was drooling from her cunt. She could hear each stroke he made into her sopping pussy, could hear his balls slap against her upturned ass-cheeks. He soon had her climaxing again, the feel of his huge cock something that she couldn't refuse or ignore.
"Eeeaa-nnnhhh!" she cried in release and surprise.
Elton had taken advantage of her open mouth to thrust his tongue into it. She struggled weakly for a moment, then gave up. Another orgasm was building even as she tasted of her cunt-cream, her lust making her hungry for his mouth on hers. She met his tongue with her own as she screamed, wrapping her arms around him to keep him from leaving her.
The couch was slippery under her ass, her fuck-juice having moistened both her and the leather. The man was fucking her hard, almost savagely, and she was wanting more.
But all too soon the man's prick started to twitch. She felt his spunk shoot into her pussy-hole, heard his groan of pleasure. Unable to withstand such lustful incentive, she came with him, her satiated body heaving with the force of her climax.
Slowly, they both ceased moving. He was still kissing her, though with much less enthusiasm. She was almost exhausted, too, but would have liked to cum a couple more times.
"So tell me what you think," he said. "Do you feel that your new employer is going to give you fairly decent fringe benefits or not?"
"They seem very acceptable," she said honestly. "And how about you? Are you pleased with what I can do for your cock?"
"Honey, I came so hard I think I sprained something!" He smiled. "Damn, what a fine cunt you have! I would have liked to fuck you longer, but I couldn't help shooting off!"
"That's okay," she said, smiling. "I haven't met any guy who could fuck like you can. Or who had such a big prick. I think I'm going to like working for you, Elton. Just knowing that your fat cock is going to ram me good every now and then will make the work around here seem like play."
"Well, it won't be every now and then," Elton said. "When I said often, I meant just that. Whenever I can manage to get you alone, I'm going to fill that cunt of yours with plenty of cock-meat. Now what do you say to that?"
"I hope we're alone often," she murmured, "because just thinking about fucking you has me turned on again!"
Now he was grinning. "If I didn't need to go see about some business, I'd love to fuck you again. But you do need to bring your things inside, and clean up the mess we just made."
She nodded as he got off of her. Then he pulled her to her feet. As he held her against him and treated her to another hot kiss, she congratulated herself on being smart enough to answer his ad.
CHAPTER TWO
As Gwen put away the things she had brought in from her car, she thought about the way she had just fucked her new employer. She had never even fucked a guy on the second date, so the way she had reacted to Elton had her questioning herself closely. But not too closely. After all, she was working for the man now, and he would be fucking her whenever they could get some time to themselves.
Which might not be as often as she would like, considering what he had told her about his three sons while they had been dressing. Alex was eighteen, Max was nineteen, and Tom was twenty, which was how old she was. It had surprised her to find out that Elton was almost forty.
The man had offered her the choice of the two unoccupied rooms at the far end of the hallway upstairs. She had taken the one farthest from the rooms that he and his sons had, hoping that by doing so, Elton would be able to come to her room at night and they could fuck without disturbing anyone else.
Once she had her belongings organized, she went to work cleaning up the house. She started in the den, smiling as she wiped her cunt-juice and Elton's jism from the couch.
The girl went about her chores without regret or worry. She enjoyed making things neat and clean, liked to take a mess and make it shine. She enjoyed cooking, too, and later that afternoon, she took stock of the supplies in the kitchen so that she could decide what to fix the men for supper.
"Who the hell are you?" a deep voice asked.
She turned from the stove, her brown eyes wide. When she saw the three good-looking young men standing there gazing at her, a heated blush spread across her cheeks. There was no doubt in her mind about who they were. Each one of them resembled Elton in one way or another.
"I'm Gwen," she said. "Mr. West hired me to keep house for you."
"Holy shit!" one of them muttered. "Our last housekeeper was fifty, fat, and a bitch! The one before that was no better. I guess dad's tired of us chasing off those fussy old ladies."
"Gwen applied for the job before anyone else," Elton said, entering the room. "And from what I've seen, she's been busy today. The place looks nice. And dinner smells like it's going to be exceptional."
"Thank you," she murmured, still blushing. "Urn, how am I to address your sons, Mr. West?"
"This is Alex," Elton said. "That's Tom, and the one who looks most like me is Max. It is all right with you guys if Gwen calls you by your first names, isn't it?"
Alex had dark brown hair and blue eyes. Tom had brown hair and gray eyes. And
Max was indeed a younger version of his father, with the same blonde hair and very blue eyes.
"We'll go wash up for dinner," Elton said. "It will be ready soon, won't it?"
"Oh. Yes, sir. It shouldn't be but a few minutes more."
After the men had left, she turned back to her cooking. God, she thought, four studs under one roof. She would be faced with temptation every day.
Elton had told her that morning that she could dine with him and his family, but neither of them had known how awkward that was going to be for her. Four pairs of eyes were looking her over as they ate. She felt as though the guys were intending to have her for dessert.
She was glad when the meal was over and she could busy herself with the dishes. All four of the men disappeared, for which she was grateful. She wouldn't want to be caught in an embrace with Elton any more than she would want to be seen with one of his sons.
It was early when she went up to her room and took a shower before dressing for bed. She was lying in bed, unable to sleep, when someone tiptoed into her room. "Who's there," she asked softly. "It's me, Max."
"Max?" she gasped. "What are you doing in here?"
"Hey, I saw the way you looked at me tonight," he said. "You couldn't keep your eyes off me, so don't try acting like you don't want me here, because I know different."
As he sat on the bed and reached for her, she started to agree with part of what he had said. She did want him, but she had been staring at all four of them. Then she remembered Elton, that he might come to her, and she tried to make Max go away.
"You shouldn't be here," she said. "Please. If your father found you in my room, he might fire me."
"Dad's already asleep. I heard him snoring. Are you gonna quit denying that you want me to fuck you, or what?"
She hesitated. With Elton asleep, she wouldn't have to worry that he would interrupt them. But there were his other two sons to worry about. Even as Max pulled her up and began kissing her, she was too worried to respond.
"Your brothers might still be awake! What if they hear us? They'd tell your father, wouldn't they?"
"They're asleep, too," Max whispered. "Come on, baby, quit stalling. Are we gonna fuck or not?"
Since the opportunity seemed made for her, she wrapped her arms around him and slid her tongue into his mouth. That was all the encouragement he needed. With a lustful growl, he began to yank her gown up and off of her, stripping her in a matter of seconds.
"I want to see you," he said thickly. "I want to look at that sexy body of yours while we fuck!"
He flicked on the lamp beside the bed, and she could see his eyes darken with desire. Feeling that she, too, deserved to see what she was getting, she helped him out of his T-shirt. He kept gazing at her round tits, and once his shirt was gone, he reached out to fondle them.
"You are built, aren't you?" he mumbled. "Shit, what fine tits! I've gotta suck on them, honey!"
When his mouth caught hold of one of her nipples, she trembled and stroked his head. It felt good to have him sucking her, pulling on her tits. But what she really wanted was to see his prick, to find out what would soon be sliding into her cunt. Gently, she reached to feel of his crotch, finding a nice, fat bulge there.
"I want to taste your cock," she murmured. "Do you-have you ever licked a girl's pussy?"
"Baby, if you want to sixty-nine, just ask," Max said. "I'd love to get my tongue in your sweet cunt."
Smiling, she lay down and spread her legs wide. Grinning, he stood and stripped off his briefs. A moan escaped her. He did have a cock like his father's. Long, heavy, and appealing.
She reached out to take hold of his prick and drew him onto the bed. He straddled her head and leaned down over her creaming cunt-slit. She brought his cock-head to her lips and licked all around it, holding it securely so that it couldn't bob away from her.
As his tongue began to slowly lick her wet pussy, her ass-cheeks started to undulate. There was nothing quite like a tongue in her pussy. And Max's tongue seemed to know exactly how a pussy should be licked.
Gwen sucked Max's cock into her mouth, pulling on his ass to bring him closer. Max laved her cunt-lips with scorching licks, swiping at her clit often enough to make her passions rise. There would be no holding back, nothing left undone. They were both too lost in their lust to think of quitting before they had both cum all they could.
The girl groaned, flexing her ass-cheeks in time to the man's hot tonguing. She was slurping on his cock, gurgling as sounds of her arousal edged past the big fuck-pole. She had never known such a young man to be so adept at eating pussy. But all that did was make her turn on more, because she knew that he would undoubtedly sneak into her room whenever he could.
When he thrust his tongue into her winking cunt-hole, she cried out and climaxed.
"Put your cock in me!" she moaned desperately. "I want to get fucked!"
"Later!" he growled. "I want more of your hot cunt-cream!"
As he continued to lick her pussy, she sucked his big prick. She was fucking his face, just as he was fucking her mouth. The desperate girl tried to keep her sounds of lust under control, not wanting to wake the other men in the house, but she wasn't having much luck. Max had her cunt burning for more and was rapidly building an orgasmic fire inside her.
Still he kept licking her, giving no sign that he was ready to fuck her. Which wasn't actually a problem for her, not with him using his tongue so expertly in her cunt-slit. He had her clit dancing, wanting to be touched, and he was giving it just enough attention that he wasn't letting her cool down.
Again she came, and she nearly swallowed his cock-head due to her excitement. She was clawing at his ass-cheeks, writhing under his luscious tonguing. She wished that he could lick her and fuck her all at the same time. While she knew that it would be impossible, the mere thought of such a thing sent her again into another climax.
While she was still in the midst of her climax, Max shot his spunk into her throat. Gurgling, almost gagging, she swallowed his jism, her lust-clouded brain telling her that now it was all over. Max wasn't licking her as wildly, and his cock was shrinking, becoming soft in her mouth. She felt cheated.
"Hey, keep sucking me," he said. "Get me hard again and I'll show your cunt what a fucking should be."
"Do you mean it?" she asked hopefully.
"Hell, yeah! Just go kind of easy until it starts getting stiff. Then, when you've gotten me ready, I'll fill your pussy with cock-meat."
Even though she wasn't certain that she could get his prick aroused again, she was anxious to try. It would feel good to have his prick pounding into her. Just the thought of getting that gorgeous prick into her hungry fuck-hole was enough to make her open her mouth and start trying to arouse him.
Since he wasn't giving her cunt enough attention to keep her on fire, she was able to concentrate on what she was doing to his cock. To help speed things along, Gwen took hold of his balls and massaged them gently.
"Oh, yeah, baby!" Max groaned. "That feels great! Why don't you lick my balls and kiss them? That ought to get my cock up!"
She had never done that to a man before, but was willing to try it. While holding his prick-meat out of her way, she found his hairy balls with the tip of her tongue. They tasted strongly of sweat. Moaning, she slid her tongue over the wrinkled sac, wanting to taste even more of him.
His prick began to swell and lengthen in her hand. She moved her tongue more quickly over his balls and used her hand to urge his prick into full hardness. The sooner she could get him stiff, the sooner her cunt would have something satisfying plunging in and out of it.
Max had quit licking her cunt but his fingers were poking into her fuck-hole. Her back was arching as she tried to force him to frig her more diligently. But he was only teasing her, getting her hot for his prick. It was fun, and she did like it, only she needed much more than a couple of fingers in her pussy to satisfy her lustful urgings. What she needed was his cock.
"Fuck me!" she mewled. "My cunt's aching for it! Please, lover, give me your prick!"
"Okay, you pretty bitch," he said. "As soon as I've turned around, I'll give your cunt something like it's never had."
She was panting impatiently before he could move to sink his prick-head into her creaming cunt-slit. It excited her to know that even after they had enjoyed a hot sixty-nine, she was going to get fucked. She could hardly wait to find out how well he could fuck. Even if it was only half as good as he could eat pussy, she would be in heaven.
Then that huge cock began to spread her cunt-lips and the girl could think of nothing except what was happening at that moment. Flailing her head, she raised up to meet him, to hasten his slow entry. But Max was setting the pace, and simply let her struggle for a while without doing anything but brace himself above her. He was grinning, letting her try to fuck him without his help.
"Put it all the way in my cunt!" she moaned. "Don't be so cruel to me!"
"Honey, all I'm doing is warming you up. I want you to fuck me good, want you to have that cunt working on my prick. Do it my way, baby, and you'll be glad you gave in."
She didn't want to wait. She was too horny not to get that prick in her.
Then her prayer was answered. With a grunt, he thrust down, plunging his cock-meat far inside her cunt, not slowing down until his prick was buried in her pussy-hole to the balls.
She gasped at how much prick was lodged in her cunt, and would have screamed out her surprise and delight had the man not pressed his mouth to hers and begun thrusting his tongue between her lips. Too aroused to protest, she kissed him back, clinging to him as she tried to fuck up at him.
Again he just rested his cock, not doing anything more than hold her down and kiss her. But Gwen couldn't stand having that fantastic prick inside her without it moving. She dug her nails into his back, wrapping her legs around his ass. She shoved her pussy up again and again, showing him exactly what he wanted. Her cream was oozing around the big fuck-pole.
In a matter of seconds, her lover ceased being passive. He drew back and thrust forward. The impact had her squealing, but he didn't seem to care. Once more he pulled back and thrust, jarring her with his masterful strokes. When he gave her one more such potent plunge, she arched her back and came.
"Nnnnhhhh!" she screamed.
It was as though her cry was all he had been waiting for. To her shock, she found herself being treated to a virtual assault on her tender cunt. Max wasn't holding anything back. He was feeding his prick to her cunt-hole as though he was trying to bruise her.
Once the initial shock wore off, Gwen came alive, as well. Clawing at Max's back, she became wanton in her actions. She raked him with her nails, planting her feet on the bed and attempting to get more of his prick into her.
She shrieked as she came, and her movements became more profound. She wanted for him to drive his cock all the way to her throat, wanted him to fuck the life out of her. She was dizzy from having so much cock-meat in one day, and from having found two studs who knew what to do with a big cock. She was hungry for more, starving for however much pleasure he could give her.
The sounds she was making seemed loud to her, but she knew that her lover's mouth was swallowing her cries. Besides, she couldn't help shrieking.
Her entire body was trembling, even as she was being rocked by his forceful strokes. There was so much rapture shooting through her that her head was beginning to throb.
Just when her cunt was beginning to ache from the bruising thrusts that she was having to endure, Max growled into her mouth. She felt his prick jerk, felt his spunk spew out, and she shared his orgasm with him.
For a few moments, he lay on top of her and kissed her. His cock was becoming limp, and she knew that he wouldn't want to fuck any more for tonight.
"Did I satisfy you?" she asked in a whisper. "Will you want to sneak to my room again sometime?"
"Whenever I can," he said. "You're one hot bitch, honey. I've never had a fuck like the one we just had."
"I'm glad, because I liked it, too."
"Yeah, I could tell!"
He gave her another lingering kiss, then he got up and put on his clothes. With a wink, he turned off the lamp.
She reached down to feel the jism that Max had left dripping from her cunt, and she sighed happily.
CHAPTER THREE
As she fixed breakfast for the men the next morning, Gwen tried not to pay any extra attention to Max. All four of the men were seated at the table, waiting for their eggs while they drank coffee. She didn't want any of the others to know what she had been up to with Elton and Max, except for Elton and Max.
Fortunately, her two lovers were being as cautious as she was. Still, she was anxious for all of them to be on their way to work so that she could get her work done without having to worry about saying or doing anything to make anyone suspicious.
Once the four had eaten and gone, Gwen went upstairs to take a shower.
She had barely gotten under the spray when the shower door was opened and Alex stepped into the stall with her. She stared at him-at his magnificent naked bodyand she knew instinctively what he wanted.
"I thought you had left," she murmured.
"I did," he said. "But I needed to come back for something."
"Oh?" she said, feeling nervous. "What was that?"
"Oh, baby, don't pretend you don't know," he said. "Here we are, both naked, my cock about to shoot just from me looking at you, and you aren't yelling your head off for me to get out. Yeah, you know what I want. And you want it, too!"
His cock was hard. Any protest she might have rendered fled from her mind when she put out her hand to feel of its silky hardness. He was right. She did know what he wanted. And she wanted it as badly as he did.
Without waiting for her to give her consent, he pulled her to him and began kissing her. She put her arms around him, ignoring the warm spray that was soaking both of them. She was ready to fuck, right there, right then. If his pulsating prick was any indication of his desire, then she knew that they would never make it to a bed before he was fucking her.
Breaking the kiss, she sank to her knees. She caught his bobbing prick and brought the bulbous head to her lips. Snaking out her tongue, she licked the fat cock-head, tasting him and the beads of water that the shower was providing.
"Yeah, suck on it!" he moaned. "Get a good taste of what I'm gonna shove in your pussy!"
He didn't need to tell her anything. Her own desires were offering all the instruction she needed. Still, he was holding her head, carefully twisting her face as she sucked his large cock. That was all right with her. Anything he did would be all right, as long as his big cock found its way into her pussy.
"Hey, come up here," Alex said. "I want to fuck you good before I shoot off."
When she stood up, she spread her legs to allow his prick to slip between the folds of her cunt. Just feeling that large prick sliding against her heated cunt-slit made her want to fuck.
Moaning, she squeezed her legs together, trapping his prick. Then she moved as though she was fucking him and captured his mouth for a hot kiss.
Alex was mauling her ass-cheeks, pulling her in closer to him, his tongue dueling seductively with hers. Her cunt-cream was mixing with the water on his cock-meat, wetting it even more.
When she again spread her legs, the dark-haired man didn't hesitate to direct his prick-meat toward her gaping cunt-slit. The cock-knob found its target and he pushed his cock into her slimy cunt with one hard thrust.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "Yes! Fuck me! Oh, shit, you've got to fuck me!"
"I will, honey," he said. "I'm gonna fuck you until you can't stand up!"
As she looked into his blue eyes, he began to fuck her with his cock. He backed her up to the wall, out of the direct spray of the shower, and continued to thrust his cock-meat into her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she opened her mouth to him, letting him shove his tongue in so far that she almost gagged on it. But she was trying to fuck back at him. She wanted his huge cock. She wanted him to fuck her until she was sore.
"I want more!" she panted. "I need to have your cock all the way inside my cunt! And I want it in here, in the shower! What can we do-about it, lover?"
"No problem," he said. "You just turn around and bend over. I'll make sure you get plenty of cock-meat."
She had barely gotten braced when Alex caught her around the waist and drove his cock into her until his balls bounced against her cunt-lips. Squealing, she lurched, momentarily stunned that she was receiving so much prick. Alex was motionless for a few seconds, then he drew back and started to fuck her pussy with all his might.
Gwen shrieked and shuddered, grasping at the wall so that she wouldn't be fucked over onto her head.
Then she began to cum. Screaming, the sound echoing in the shower stall, Gwen shoved her ass back at her lover. Although her cunt was packed with his prick, she wanted more of it.
"Yeah, you like my cock, don't you?" Alex grunted. "Sure you do. Maybe you'd like to have me fucking you a lot, huh? Answer me, you horny bitch! How would you like me fucking your sweet pussy whenever I get the chance?"
"Ohhhh, yes!" she cried. "Fuck me! Whenever you want!"
He chuckled. "You've got a tight cunt, baby. It's milking my cock like you wouldn't believe. It's wet, too. Not from the shower, either. It's slick and hot and smells like cunt. Damn, I'd love to suck your pussy right now. If I wasn't so damned far into this, I'd throw you down and show you what my tongue can do."
"Next time!" she gasped. "Right now all I need is your gorgeous prick!"
With a lustful snarl, he held on to her even tighter and gave her even more bruising thrusts. Her head was spinning, and her orgasms were exploding with amazing swiftness.
Her gasping cries were shrill and laden with passion. Her lover was using his cock as a weapon, stabbing it far into her pussy, forcing her to accept it. And making her cum so much that she really was becoming weak.
His stamina was proving to be amazing. Over and over he thrust his cock into her snug fuck-hole. Again and again she climaxed. The water was tingling as it struck her back. It tickled as it ran down her legs. Her lover's hands were harsh as they held her captive.
"Had enough yet?" he groaned. "Is your pussy ready to take my cum?"
"Oh, shit, yes!" she shrieked. "Give me your cum! Let me feel you shoot in my cunt!"
"I will," he said. "Soon. But not until I've given you just what you need."
She couldn't argue with him. He was giving her what she needed. And wanted. A hard, big cock was something that could thrill her like nothing else.
Her lover was continuing to punish her with his prick, still bringing her off with almost every stroke. Her sharp cries had subsided into mewling whimpers, accented occasionally by a strangled yelp. Her knees were shaking, and her fingers were stiff from having to hang onto the wall. But she wouldn't have traded that experience for anything, and was determined to get everything she could from the awkward fuck.
"You're getting tired!" Alex gasped. "Is my cock too much for you?"
"No!" she whimpered. "I'm not-ooooh-used to such a prick!"
"Yeah? Well, you'd better get used to it, honey, because you're going to be getting it quite a lot!"
"Good!" she groaned. "I adore it, lover! It's absolutely-ahhhhh-perfect!"
In the next instant, he was swearing under his breath and his shaft began its orgasmic lurching. She screamed as he shot his spunk into her, his groan of release adding to the sounds of ecstasy in the shower stall. Then all that could be heard was their labored breathing and the water as it sprayed out over them.
"Goddamn!" Alex moaned. "You are hot for cock, aren't you, baby?"
"It depends on the cock," she said. "I guess that what just happened proves that your prick turns me on."
Grunting, he helped her to stand and turn toward him. There was a pensive look on his face, and his blue eyes were sparkling.
"Is anything-wrong?" she asked. "Oh, no." He grinned. "I was just thinking how lucky I am that dad hired you." She smiled.
"With my dad and brothers around, it isn't going to be easy for us to get together," he said. Then he grinned. "But I'll damned well think of something, honey, don't you worry. A pussy as nice as yours is too good to leave alone."
"Just be careful," she said. "I wouldn't want to lose my job-or your cock!"
He nodded, then closed the shower door. She sighed as she reached for the soap to finish taking her shower. She had fucked with three of the four men in the house. Each one had been a superb lover, had given her pussy more pleasure than she had ever had before.
CHAPTER FOUR
Gwen pushed her fears from her mind as she went about her morning's chores. It was somewhat senseless to worry about something that had yet to occur, and might not occur. After all, Max and Alex had been careful about not letting the others know what they had been up to. And wouldn't Elton also be cautious, not wanting his sons to know that he was fucking the housekeeper?
She had just finished mopping the kitchen floor when Tom walked in. She looked at him a moment, not knowing what to say, then put away the mop and bucket.
"I didn't expect anyone to come home for lunch," she said. "Your father didn't tell me I would need to have anything ready."
"I'm not here to eat."
"Oh?" She turned and faced him. "You aren't sick, are you?"
He grinned. "No, I'm fine. Actually, I'm here because of you."
Something inside her tingled as he closed the gap between them.
"Have I done something-you don't like?" she asked.
"Honey, what I have in mind is something you and I both will like," Tom said. "You're a sexy girl. I'd like to get to know you better. You do know what I mean, don't you?"
"Maybe," she said. "Perhaps you'd better tell me, so I don't make a mistake."
"Okay. I want to fuck you. How do you feel about that?"
She looked into his gray eyes and stepped up to him. Their bodies were touching, and she inched closer to intensify the contact.
"I think that's a wonderful idea!" she murmured.
He was kissing her almost before she could get the words out. His impatience didn't bother her. She was getting used to the way that Elton and his sons seemed to rush into sex. And she especially enjoyed getting used to their big pricks. She could feel Tom's cock bulging against her and knew without seeing it that it was as big and fat as his brothers' and father's were.
"I want to take you upstairs," he said. "To my room. I want to strip you, then lick your cunt. Would you like that to start with?"
"If I can suck on your cock at the same time!" Gwen gasped.
"That would be great. Come on, baby, let's go to bed."
His arm around her, he led her upstairs to his room. As soon as they were inside and the door was closed, he began fulfilling his promise. He wasted no time on the buttons on her blouse, or the zipper on her skirt. He quickly, methodically, stripped her.
She stood back as he rapidly stripped himself. She was smiling pensively, her bright brown eyes gleaming with lust. Tom was the last of the four to undress her, and she couldn't help comparing him to his father and brothers as more of his muscular body came into view. To her delight, he was equal to the other three in every way, including his huge prick.
"Mmmmmm, take me to bed!" she moaned. "I can't wait to have you fucking me!"
He picked her up and laid her on his bed, then he covered her body with his own. She shivered as his tongue began licking at her throat, then found its way to her stiff nipples. As he gave each of her tits a scorching mouthing, she wound her fingers into his brown hair. He knew just how to tease a girl's tits. He had her pink nipples aching.
Then his mouth trailed lower and he paused to lick all around her bellybutton. When he plunged his tongue into the little recess, she gasped and shivered.
As if sensing her intrigue with what he was doing, he kept poking at her navel, his tongue stroking in and out of it with quick swipes. Gwen shuddered all the more, clutching at the sheet.
"You are hot for a fuck, aren't you?" he asked huskily.
"After what you've done so far, I'm going crazy for it," she said. "Let's sixty-nine, lover. I can't wait any longer to have some real action."
He stretched out on his back. "You come get on top, that'll make it easier for me to give your pussy a proper licking."
She didn't hesitate to follow his suggestion. Carefully, she lowered her cunt toward Tom's face, even as she bent down to begin licking his cock-shaft. Then, with a moan, she took his large cock-head into her mouth.
Almost immediately, her lover started to tickle her pussy with his tongue. His hands were on her ass-cheeks, gripping them hard. He was holding her so that she couldn't squirm as well as she wanted. But she didn't mind. If he found her cunt so tasty that he didn't want it getting away from his lapping tongue, that was fine with her.
His prick fit nicely into her mouth, although she knew she would never be able to swallow it to his balls. That only aroused her more.
It didn't take many hot licks of his tongue to bring her off. When her climax struck, she screamed and took every bit of his cock that she could into her mouth. Now things were really getting started. She was turned on in the best possible way, and was doing all she could to prove it to him.
While she was continuing to feel sparks of her explosive orgasm, she noticed that something odd was happening. Her cunt was no longer receiving those tingling licks, and her ass-hole was being touched.
"Oh, no!" she gasped as she realized what he was doing. "TOm, you can't do that! Don't put your tongue up my ass!"
"Honey, it's just as sweet as your pussy," he said. "Keep on sucking my cock, and let me have my fun."
"You don't understand!" she moaned. "Nothing's ever been in my ass! Not even a finger!"
"Yeah? Well, then it's about time your cherry ass-hole got some attention."
Although she was fearful of what he might do, she went back to sucking his prick. After all, it did feel rather nice, though strange.
Then his tongue drove into her shitter, stretching her ass-ring painfully. Screaming, she lurched forward, and Tom's cock-head lodged in her throat, almost strangling her. Desperately, she twisted her ass around, but was unable to dislodge the tongue that was causing her such agony. As a last resort, she took her mouth from his cock and tried to reason with him.
"That hurts, lover!" she cried. "Don't do that to me!"
"You'll get used to it. You got used to fucking, didn't you?"
"Tom, we're talking about my ass-hole!"
"It's the same thing," he said. "Your pussy hurt like hell when your cherry popped, but now you can fuck with no problem. Once I get your ass loosened up, you'll see that there's no difference."
"I just want you to leave my ass alone," she said. "I'll suck you, and you can fuck my cunt, but my ass isn't included in the deal!"
"Yeah?" He smiled. "And what if I tell my father that you and I have been fucking? How long do you think you'd have your job if he knew what we're doing?"
"That isn't fair!" she gasped.
"No, you aren't being fair. All I'm asking is that you let me tongue your ass-hole. Is that so bad, honey?"
"But it hurts!"
"It won't after a couple of minutes. Now you just get my cock back in your mouth and let me show you how nice this can be."
Even though she didn't want to obey him, she didn't want him to tell Elton that they were fucking. She didn't want to lose her job so soon, especially when there were four pricks that she could have just, about any time she wanted. So she took his cock into her mouth and tried not to think about what was going to happen to her.
Again his tongue bored into her shitter, and again she squealed and lurched. Whining, she slowly sucked on his cock, more to keep her mind off the stinging in her ass-hole than to give him pleasure. Perhaps if she just left him alone, he would tire of punishing her shitter and get back to licking her cunt.
After a couple of minutes, she noticed that what was going on really wasn't so repulsive. Actually, it was starting to feel rather nice, in a peculiar kind of way. She flexed her ass-cheeks in response to his lewd licking. He had been right. The pain was gone.
Just as she was starting to enjoy his tongue up her ass, he went back to licking her cunt. With a sigh, she licked down the length of his prick and slid her tongue over his balls. She was sorry that he had quit playing with her ass-hole.
Then she felt him move a hand down, and a finger poked at her shitter. In a moment, he had penetrated her, and she yelped in surprise.
"Tom, that hurts!" she cried. "Tongue my ass if you want, but don't do that!"
"Hush, you pretty bitch!" he growled. "Wait and see how good this is going to feel!"
Since she had no choice, she continued to lave his balls with lazy licks and merely whimpered in response to what was happening to her shitter.
His finger was burrowing deeper, stirring around in her virgin ass-hole. At the same time, his tongue was working on her clit, attempting to heat her up. She was confused by the various sensations she was receiving, and didn't know how to respond.
Then she came. Totally unexpected, her climax wracked her voluptuous body. Crying out, she took her lover's cock-meat into her mouth and sucked on it hungrily.
Another finger was thrust into her ass-hole and she screamed and shuddered. But then she climaxed again. Twisting and rubbing her wet cunt on the man's face, she forgot about the stinging in her ass-hole and sought to concentrate on the ecstasy radiating from her stimulated pussy.
"Hey, quit fooling around with my cock," Tom said suddenly. "I don't want to cum too soon."
When a third finger entered her ass-hole, stretching her sphincter unbearably she shrieked, then gritted her teeth. To argue with him would be useless, making him angry again.
But something odd was happening to her. The stinging was going away and she could feel tingles of pleasure beginning to take form in her ass-hole. With her cunt still being so well licked, it was only a matter of seconds before she again cried out in orgasmic delight.
"Aaaarrggghhh!" she shrieked. "Yes! Lick my pussy! Finger my ass-hole! God, you handsome stud, make me cum even more!"
Almost before she completed her plea, she climaxed once more. Yelping, she flung her head back, wagging her ass in abandon. She was cumming hard, harder than ever, and she realized that it had to be because of the fingers pulling and poking in her shitter.
"You want to really cum?" Tom asked.
"Oh, hell, yes!" she gasped lustfully.
"You want to cum so hard you can't stand it?"
"Yes! Oh yes, please!"
"Then let me get up and I'll make sure you go absolutely crazy from cumming!"
Eager to let him fulfill his promise, she moved over so that he could get up. But as she started to lie down, he stopped her.
"No. Stay on your hands and knees. I'm going to give you a fucking like you've never had before."
Shivering with anticipation, she remained on her hands and knees, needing his cock so badly that she was churning her ass-cheeks around. He was soon kneeling behind her, and then she felt his fat prick fuck mercilessly into her pussy-hole.
"God, yes, fuck!" she cried out. "Make me cum!"
"I will, baby," he said. "But you know what? All I'm doing now is getting my prick good and wet. In just a minute I'm going to bust your second cherry."
Before she could rationalize things, she felt him pull out. Then, to her horror, his bulbous cock-knob began straining to get into her virgin shit-hole.
"Tom, don't!" she yelped. "Please, you can't fuck me there!"
"Can't, hell!" he grunted. "You just be still, baby! I'm gonna introduce you to fucking like you wouldn't believe!"
His cock-head popped into her ass-hole, causing her to scream. Her shitter was stretched so much that it felt torn. Vainly, she struggled to free herself of his massive prick. But he was quick to grab onto her hips and hold her steady, keeping her from escaping his torturing cock.
"You're all right, honey," he said. "Remember how good it was with my fingers fucking your ass? This is gonna be better. A real prick, right up your ass. Trust me, honey, and you'll soon be screaming because you can't get enough."
Her strangled cries echoed in the room. Each added inch of his cock made her torment that much worse. But Tom seemed to be enjoying it, because he just kept fucking more of his prick into her ass.
"There, babe," he said at last. "One big prick all the way in your cherry ass-hole! This is as rough as it gets. From now on, it only gets better."
All Gwen could do was whimper and shriek as he began to fuck her ass-hole. It didn't feel any better to her. Every move he made was agony for her.
It was only after he had completed a few strokes that she noticed how much easier his prick was moving in her shit-chute. The stinging wasn't so pronounced, either. Cautiously, she tried to move her ass around, to see if that would lessen the pain. When she found that it did, she groaned, and her tears ceased.
"What did I tell you?" Tom gasped. "I'm still fucking your ass and you aren't suffering from it. Come on, baby, move that butt! Give me a real fine fuck!"
He didn't need to tell her to swing her ass. She was doing it instinctively, somehow knowing that it would make everything go more smoothly.
But she hadn't counted on the sensuous tinglings that were starting to radiate from her shitter. With each lunge her lover made into her tight shitter, the marvelous feelings intensified.
"Oh, shit!" she moaned. "Oh, damn! Fuck my ass, you sexy stud! Ram that prick into me! Fuck me-ohhhh-ohhhhh-I'm going to-to-eeeaaahhhhhh!"
Writhing as she screamed out her unleashed passion, Gwen sought to further impale herself on the man's big prick. She moved her ass-cheeks violently from side to side. While she was shocked that she had cum without his so much as touching her cunt, she wasn't about to question what was happening. It was enough that she was enjoying it, that she was climaxing.
"Hell, you came," Tom said. "You really like getting fucked in the ass that much?"
"Don't talk, just fuck!" she screamed lustfully. "Make me cum again! More! God, ram that cock up my ass!"
"Honey, there's nothing I'd rather do," he said. "You want more reaming, I'm just the man to give it to you."
She shrieked as he began to fuck his shaft harshly into her throbbing shitter. But it was a cry of passion, a squeal of ecstasy. Because she was climaxing again, even more powerfully than before.
Whining with animal desire, Gwen was responding wildly to the lewd fuck. She was tossing her head, arching her back, clawing at the bed. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth open as she alternately screamed and panted due to her lover's brutally marvelous fucking.
"Damn, you are turned on," Tom said. "I would finger your cunt for you, but I think you're having enough fun without it."
"I am!" she wailed. "Just keep fucking my ass! God, I've got to have that cock!"
He grunted in reply and continued to fuck his prick into her defenseless ass-hole. She was fighting for more of his big prick, struggling as though she was trying to get away from him. But both of them knew that she was only wanting more of his cock, more exciting orgasms.
"Shit, I can't take it anymore!" Tom snarled. "Sorry, babe, you just fucked me too damned good!"
Her shrill cry wasn't from disappointment, but due to the feeling of his spunk squirting into her ass-hole. She came, her entire body seeming to explode.
She collapsed onto the bed when his softening prick plopped from her stretched ass-hole. Groaning, she lay there trying to catch her breath.
"Hey," Tom said quietly, "you asleep?"
"No," she mumbled. "Just well-fucked!"
"Well, I've got to get back to work. I'll grab a sandwich on the way. Uh, I hate to ask you this, but would you change the sheets before my dad or brothers come home this evening? One look at my bed, and they'd probably guess what went on."
She chuckled. "I doubt it. But sure, I'll put fresh sheets on for you. If you'll promise me something."
"What?"
Turning over, she smiled up at him. "Promise you'll fuck my ass like that again sometime. Soon!"
"Honey, you don't need to ask me twice. Hell yeah, I'll fuck your sweet ass again! Not just soon, but often!"
"Good. Oh, and I didn't mean to be such a bitch about it at first. I just didn't know how fantastic it would be."
He grinned. "I know. That was why I threatened to tell my dad. I wanted your ass and I intended to have it."
CHAPTER FIVE
By the time evening was approaching, Gwen had done two loads of clothes and cleaned the entire second floor.
When it was time to start dinner, she decided that a large pot of spaghetti with her homemade meat sauce might be just the thing. She had always found spaghetti to be a sexy dish, the way the long strands had to be sucked into her mouth, much the same as slurping on a prick. With any luck, her four lovers would pick up on her lusty mood, then one of them would surely come to her room that night.
As she was putting the spaghetti sauce on to cook, two arms wrapped around her from behind. She gasped, not having heard anyone come in.
"It's just me," Elton said. "I came home a little early so that we could have some time together before my sons get here."
She turned in his embrace, smiling up at him as she snuggled against him. As she rubbed her cunt mound against him, she could feel his cock, hard and ready to fuck her.
"I'd love to fuck you now," she murmured, "but I've got to keep an eye on dinner."
"Maybe we can do both," he said. "I see that you haven't set the table yet."
"No, but what does that have to do with our fucking?"
He laughed. "Honey, it's a solid oak table. Strong. Sturdy. If it couldn't hold two people fucking the shit out of each other, then nothing could."
Her eyes wide, she looked from him to the large table. It was well built, the top and legs thick. It did seem stable enough to support them while they fucked.
"Okay," she said. "We'll try it. Only, will we have time to undress, then get dressed afterwards?"
Grunting, he shrugged. "Hell, probably not. But with a little rearranging, I think we can manage."
Before she could ask him what he meant, he began to unbutton her blouse. Reaching in, he fondled her tits, getting her nipples fat and stiff. With a moan, she fumbled with his zipper, working with his briefs so that she could extract his prick. He grinned at her obvious desire, then he picked her up by the waist and sat her on the table.
"Lie back," he said. "Are you wearing panties?"
"Of course."
"I didn't know. I thought that since you had left your bra off, maybe you wouldn't be wearing anything under your skirt. If you'd like to start leaving them off, I wouldn't care. It would just make it simpler to get at that nice pussy of yours."
"Then I'll stop wearing them," she said. "Why don't you take them off for me so you can shove that big cock up my cunt?"
As Gwen lay back on the hard table, she pushed her skirt up to her waist and then peeled off her undies. She lifted her ass-cheeks to help him, though he seemed quite adept without her help. He tossed her panties down, then grasped her ankles and held her legs up and out.
"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.
"Getting ready to fuck you good," he said. "You don't object, do you."
"Well, no. Only this position is so-odd.
"Kind of awkward."
"You just wait, baby. In a minute, I'll have my prick so deep in your cunt that you'll think it's going to come out your mouth."
With that, he took aim with his cock-head and thrust it to the balls into her pussy-hole. The girl lay there in stunned surprise for a moment, then let out a yelp.
"I told you it would go deep," he said. "You just haven't had enough experience. Here, let's try it this way, and see if it's any better."
He put her legs over his shoulders, then leaned forward over her. His hands sought out her ripe tits and he began to slowly fuck her rapidly moistening cunt while he toyed deliciously with her nipples.
"Mmmmm, this is nice!" she moaned. "And your cock is going so far inside me! Ooooh, you're making me shiver, it's so good!"
She lay there quietly and watched her lover as he gently fucked her. He was dressed in a suit and tie, not looking like a man who was hot to fuck. Yet he did appear horny, she decided. His gray eyes were shimmering with lust. His mouth was set in a wicked leer. Then there was his cock, fucking into her cunt and treating her to sensuous sensations.
Still, she wished that they could be naked. She couldn't see enough of his tanned skin, his rippling muscles. And she wanted him to see all of her, to let her full tits and round ass inspire him to even greater passion.
"I've been horny for you since I fucked you yesterday morning!" he gasped. "Damn, I love my sons, but it was almost like they were in the way last night and this morning! I wanted to have my cock in you, just like this, but I knew I couldn't, not when we might get caught at it!"
"Well, you're fucking me now!" she murmured. "God, your prick is huge! Can you feel how wet you've got me? My fuck-juice is running down my asscrack! My skirt must be sopping!"
He paused to look. "You're right. Shit, do you get turned on fast."
"I'm ready for anything!" she groaned. "Ram me with your cock! I can take it! I want it!"
"Then hang on to the table, honey, because I'm going to try to fuck you off of it!"
Once she had reached out to grab onto the edges of the table, the man began to fuck his big prick harder into her spasming pussy.
Squealing, Gwen lurched, kicking her feet up and out. Elton was penetrating her deeply, hitting the bottom of her cunt with his prick-head.
Elton caught her ankles again and spread her legs even wider. Grinning down at her, he kept pounding into her pussy with his big fuck-pole. He had been right about her needing to hang on to something. The way he was fucking jarred her, making her teeth chatter. Even the table was complaining, creaking as he shook it with his potent strokes.
"Oh, oh!" she cried. "More, lover! Fuck me more!" .
His eyes held a steely glint of determination.
Suddenly she climaxed, her heightened scream accompanied by her unleashed gyrations. And she was fucking right back at Elton's prick, answering each thrust by arching her back.
She could smell her pussy-juice, the odor blending with that of the simmering spaghetti sauce. Wicked thoughts came to her, thoughts of smearing her cunt with the sauce and having one of her lovers lick it off. She would cover his prick with the sauce, too, and suck it clean.
"Nnnnaaaahhhh!" she groaned. "Oh, God, fuck me!"
She could see the strain in his face as Elton complied with her impassioned request, could feel the extra effort he was putting behind his fuck-strokes. Her own face was just as contorted by what was going on.
She was being battered by his massive cock, yet she wanted more of it. It didn't matter if he bruised her pussy, or if she became sore. She needed to have his prick ramming her, punishing her, giving her glorious orgasms. She couldn't think of settling for anything less than what she was getting.
"Eeeeahhhh!" she screamed. "Ohhh, God! Oh shit! Lover, don't stop! Don't you dare stop!"
"Honey, I'll fuck you until my balls turn blue!" he moaned. "Or until the table breaks down! You just take my cock and let me handle everything else!"
Gwen was clutching the table so hard that her fingers were growing numb. But she knew better than to let go, or the man would knock her off the table with his forceful thrusting.
Another climax struck, making her howl even louder. With Elton holding her legs where she couldn't evade his cock, she was being driven to orgasm after orgasm, each one powerful and distinct, yet seeming to blend in with the others. She was digging her nails into the underside of the table, grinding her teeth together as she sought not to scream out so loudly.
But it was as though her lover wanted to make her shriek, because he did nothing to ease her exquisite torment. As he made thrust after thrust into her cunt, she found it impossible to keep silent. Her ecstasy burst forth from her in gasping cries, ringing in her ears even as she sought to control herself.
"I'm gonna have to shoot soon!" Elton gasped. "When I do, honey, I'm going to have you do something for me!"
"Aargghhhhh!" she groaned deliriously. "Keep fucking me! Don't talk! Just fuck!"
She was too lost in her own passion to care what he wanted. What she needed was his prick, filling her cunt over and over, making her explode with extreme bliss.
But she found that she wasn't the one in control of the situation. Elton suddenly withdrew his cock from her slimy cunt and pulled her head toward his cock.
"Open your mouth," he said. "Drink my cum."
Startled by his abrupt request, she obeyed, although her pussy was trying to cling to something that just wasn't there. Then she felt his fingers fuck into her lonely cunt-hole just as she was closing her lips around his fat cock, and she purred in grateful rapture.
His prick began to erupt, filling her mouth with his jism. While he finger-fucked her to still another climax, she drank his spunk, gulping it down and wishing that she had even more.
"Lick my cock clean," he said. "Lick all your cunt-juice off of it."
As she did as he requested, he kept fingering her fuck-hole. She was moving her ass-cheeks, responding to his hand as she would have his cock. To her added delight, he pressed his thumb against her throbbing clit and massaged it until she came again.
"My balls, too!" he gasped. "I want to see your tongue lapping up your cunt-cream!"
She licked his hairy balls as she continued to shudder with orgasmic release. Doing what he wanted wasn't as difficult as it would have been had he not been fingering her so well. Nor would she have enjoyed it so much.
"Yeah, that should do it," he said finally. "You see, honey? Pussy-juice is good. Come here and kiss me. I want a taste of it myself."
When she sat up, her mouth was open and ready for him. He pulled her off the table, then held her tightly as he explored her lips and tongue with his own. Gwen was moaning deeply, as eager to fuck as she had been earlier.
But when Elton eased his hold and smiled down at her with a somewhat sad expression, she realized that any further action would have to wait until another time.
"Go change your skirt," Elton said. "I'll stir the sauce. And, honey, there will be other times."
She nodded and bent to retrieve her panties.
CHAPTER SIX
Dinner that evening was an enormous strain on Gwen's nerves. All four of the men were sneaking looks at her, and she was trying not to look at any of them in any way that could make the others suspicious.
"You're a really good cook, Gwen," Tom said. "This sauce is perfect. Spicy, hot, and thick."
"Thank you," she murmured.
He held her gaze as he sucked in a piece of spaghetti, licking his lips as he took in the last bit. She shivered, remembering how that tongue had given her pussy and ass-hole so much pleasure.
"The spaghetti's just right, too," Alex said. "Tender but not mushy. I hate it when it's soft. Don't you, Gwen?"
She nodded, knowing that he wasn't just talking about food. His blue eyes sparkled at her, and she could detect a lewd tilt to his smile.
"None of our housekeepers have been good in the kitchen," Elton said pointedly. "Until you came along."
Her cunt was still hot from the fucking he had given her not an hour ago.
"She even managed to work a miracle in the bedroom," Max said. "Everything's neat and in order, and the bed's made just the way I like it. I don't know how you do it, Gwen, but please keep it up."
The problem of her having four lovers under one roof continued to worry her as she cleaned up the kitchen then got ready for bed. Elton wouldn't appreciate finding out that she had been fucking his sons. Nor would they be thrilled to discover that she had let their father fuck her. Yet with all four men interested in her, wanting to stick their pricks in her at every available opportunity, she knew that it would only be a matter of time until one or more of them found out what was going on.
Until then, it seemed that all she could do would be to get everything she could from the four sexy studs and hope that the day of reckoning would be far into the future.
She had just slipped into bed and was reaching to flick off the lamp when Tom let himself into her room. They stared at each other for a moment, then Gwen slowly, seductively stripped off her nightie.
"You did come here to fuck, didn't you?" she asked softly. "If you did, will the others miss you?"
He was grinning. "Yeah, I came to get some of that cunt of yours. And, no, nobody will know I'm here. Satisfied?"
"Not yet," she murmured. "Not until that big prick of yours is doing something wonderful to me!"
He wasted no time in getting out of his clothes. She watched him strip, admiring his build, his downy covering of hair. All four of her lovers had practically bare chests, and she loved the feel of their smooth skin next to hers. Mostly, of course, she loved their cocks.
He walked toward her, his cock bobbing as though promising her exquisite delights. She looketLat his massive prick, reached out to touch it, but refrained from putting it in her mouth.
"Put it in your mouth," he said. "Go on. I just had a shower."
Reassured that it was safe to lick his cock, she opened her lips and sucked on the large cock-knob. Moaning, she stroked the long prick-shaft with her fingers while she ran her tongue over the luscious cock-head. The flavor of him was making her pussy leak fuck-cream. She wanted his prick in her, and she needed it bad.
"Fuck me!" she moaned. "I don't care where! Just put your cock in me!"
"I want your cunt," he said. "Spread your legs, baby. I'm gonna ram you good."
Anxiously, she lay back and splayed her legs wide. She couldn't help touching him as he got onto the bed, couldn't stop her hands from caressing his gorgeous body. He was grinning down at her, the desire burning in his gray eyes.
She groaned and arched her back as he sank his cock into her moist cunt. Slowly, he pushed it into her, making her whimper with impatience.
"Hurry!" she cried. "Let me have that cock! God, you've got such a fine prick! My pussy needs to have it pounding into it!"
"We don't have to rush," Tom said. "Just let me do this my way, babe. You'll get all the prick you need, don't worry."
But Gwen wasn't worried, she was horny. It seemed that each time one of her lovers fucked her, it just made her more eager for the next lustful encounter. She didn't want to have her lover holding back for even a minute.
Tom began kissing her as he fucked in the last inch of his prick. Slowly, he pulled back, and just as slowly stuck his tongue into her mouth. She put her arms around him, her hands caressing his broad shoulders.
Running her nails lightly along his back, Gwen thrust her tongue into his mouth. She wrapped one leg around his ass, urging him to fuck his prick deeper. At the same time, she thrust her pussy up at him, fucking at his cock with motions that were wanton and passionate.
"You just won't let us take it easy will you?" he muttered against her lips. "Okay, then. If you don't want it nice and gentle, I'll give it to you rough. Only you can't scream like you did when we fucked before. Guess I'd better keep kissing you, so nobody will hear you if you can't help crying out."
His lips closed over hers as he started driving his prick into her wet cunt. Her cry of delight was muffled by her lover's invading tongue, yet it was better than having to try to subdue her natural responses. She could no more subdue her screams than she could have stopped her cunt from juicing. At least Tom was smart enough to figure out a way to disguise her sounds of passion. If he hadn't, the whole house would have known what was going on.
He was holding her head while he forced their tongues to duel lustfully. His cock was pounding into her, driving her nearer and nearer to orgasm with each rocking thrust. The delighted girl was writhing with joy, responding to her lover with wild movements and guttural noises. She was nearing an orgasm, so close to it that she was shuddering. And then it struck.
"Nnnnuuuhhhh!" she groaned as she climaxed.
"Hey, you two look good together," Max said suddenly. "But, you know, I wouldn't mind joining in. If you wouldn't mind."
Gwen froze, staring up at Tom. The shock had cut her orgasm short, and she was fearful of what would happen next. Although Max didn't seem to mind what was going on, she didn't know how Tom would react.
"Hell, I don't care," Tom said. "Honey? How would you like to suck my brother off while I keep fucking your pussy?"
"Oh," she whispered, uncertain about the matter, "I guess-I could. But how will we work it?"
"You and I have to flip over," Tom said. "Here, I'll lie down, then you climb on top. That way you can reach his cock easier."
By the time Tom had pulled her on top of him, Max was stripped and was kneeling on the bed. As Tom's prick slid back into her welcoming fuck-hole, she leaned toward his brother's large prick and opened her lips. Just seeing his fat cock had her mouth watering.
"Yeah!" Max gasped. "Suck me good! Damn, I wish you could take me in to the balls! But you're doing just fine, baby! Shit, I'd have to be stupid to complain!"
So would she, she decided. Having one cock in her cunt and another in her mouth was absolutely exquisite. While she had never been with two men at once before, she was certainly glad that she had agreed to try it.
As she began to get a rhythm going with her two lovers, she felt Tom playing around with her ass. She mewled and twisted, not wanting him to bother her shitter. But he was not to be put off, and soon he had penetrated the tiny ass-ring with one of his fingers. "Nnnnnn!"
"Oh, be quiet," Tom said. "I had my whole cock up there already. One finger isn't going to hurt you."
"Up where?" Max asked.
"Her pretty ass," his brother said. "And she came like I was fucking her cunt."
"Yeah? When I fucked her last night, she went wild. She couldn't have liked an ass-fuck that much."
Tom chuckled. "She sure as hell did."
"Please don't talk like that!" Gwen moaned, blushing. "Maybe I do like fucking, in any hole, but you don't have to make me sound so-sluttish."
"Baby, you're no slut," Tom said. "We just think you're one fucking fine bitch and we want to have some fun with you. There's no harm in that, is there?"
"Sorry, honey," Max said. "Why don't you get back to sucking on my prick and fucking my brother and we'll just have a good time together?"
That idea appealed to her immensely, so she drew his cock-head into her mouth again and worked her pussy on Tom's satisfying cock. The finger in her ass-hole stung slightly, but it didn't distract her from everything else that was happening to her.
The sensation of having something in all three of her available holes was sheer pleasure. Each time she completed a deep suck on Max's prick, or went up and down on Tom's, she could feel that finger squirming in her shitter. It was teasing her, making her wish that something more was in there, and she got to the point where she had to ask for what she wanted.
"Put another finger in me!" she cried. "One isn't enough!"
"No? Well, then, let's see if two will do the trick."
Max's cock blocked the squeal that tried to escape her lips. But even though the initial stretching stung her, she knew that once the man had worked his fingers around, there would be nothing but pure pleasure left.
"Damn, hasn't she got some pretty tits?" Tom muttered. "Think I'll suck on them for a while. Maybe that will make her really cut loose."
"Yeah, she is kind of reserved right now," his brother said. "But she'll come around. With two cocks in her, and your fingers up her ass, she can't do anything but get hot!"
When she felt the man's mouth attacking her swollen nipples, she moaned and undulated her ass even more avidly. Tom's prick felt fantastic in her cunt. His brother's prick tasted like a dream. And those prodding fingers and sucking lips just made the encounter sizzle even more.
There was too much going on for her to concentrate on any one thing. Instead, she let the feelings wash over her and stimulate her senses until everything blended into an erotic mesh that wound around her and through her.
Gripped by her own rising passions and those of the two men in bed with her, Gwen could control herself no longer. She had to cum.
Screaming around Max's prick-head, the brunette felt that she was cumming from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Her entire body was convulsing, reacting, sharing in her total bliss. And when another finger fucked into her shitter, spreading her sphincter wide, she climaxed again.
With one hand, she held on to the base of Max's prick, with the other she caressed Tom's head and urged him to keep on sucking her tits.
"Suck it, baby!" Max growled. "Yeah! Take more of that cock! Shit, I can't believe you're swallowing most of my prick! And watching you fuck my brother is great! Hey, Tom, take a look at how much of my prick she's got in her mouth!"
Her brother left her tits alone long enough to look.
Gwen was content. Her pussy-hole was being impaled by one lover's huge cock, while her mouth was being invaded by another lover's prick. Max was holding her head, urging her to suck him while his brother kept fingering her ass-hole and sucking her aroused nipples. The smell of sex was thick in the air. Everything was hot and wet and arousing, and the lustful girl wanted more of all of it.
She was so enraptured that she couldn't tell for certain when she was climaxing and when she wasn't. Or maybe she wasn't even pausing between orgasms. It didn't matter to her one way or the other. There was a prick in her mouth, another in her cunt, plus three fingers up her ass-hole and a mouth devouring her nipples.
Tom was meeting her downward thrusts, sending his prick far into her convulsing cunt with each upward shove of his ass. Max was trying to fill her throat with his prick-meat, and she was doing her best to take his whole cock. She was moving, twisting, her screams of ecstasy being continually interrupted by the prick that kept probing into her mouth.
"Oh, shit, I knew I wouldn't last long!" Max grumbled. "I'm gonna shoot, babe! Swallow it! Every damned drop!"
Gulping down the thick globs of spunk, the girl felt both satisfaction and remorse that she had sucked him off. She didn't want it to end, didn't want to lose his delicious prick. Yet there was still a cock in her pussy. Even as she regretted losing Max's prick, she was glad that there was still Tom's in her cunt.
And his fingers in her shitter. They were doing maddening things to her senses, heightening her climaxes.
"Keep your cock in her mouth," Tom said to his brother. "It'll keep her quiet. Besides, I'm gonna cum in a minute. I have a feeling that she's gonna yell when I give her my jism."
"She will." Max smiled. "You heard the man, honey, just keep my prick right where it is. You don't have to suck on it. I'm more interested in watching right now."
Knowing that she was being observed while fucking one of her lovers made her feel strange. But she was too turned on to give a damn who was looking. She just wanted to cum some more, and to feel Tom cum inside her dripping fuck-hole.
Then she felt the first spurt of spunk and she shrieked around Max's soft cock. Plunging up and down on the erupting prick, she climaxed with him, rapture exploding within her violently, giving her even greater cause to scream.
Tom yanked her away from his brother's cock and forced a scorching kiss onto her lips. His tongue fought with hers as he reamed her ass-hole with his fingers and gave her cunt a few more strokes of his spent cock. The brunette clung to his head and answered his kiss while she convulsed and shrieked into his mouth, one final orgasm engulfing her.
Gradually, she pulled away from Tom. She sat next to him, her brown eyes searching his face.
"You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" she asked, frowning.
"Hell, are you nuts?" Tom asked. "We wouldn't have told each other, if Max hadn't barged in like he did!"
"He's got that right," Max said. "I guess we'll have to have a schedule, if we want to have you to ourselves. That is, you with me, or you with him. Although this wasn't bad. It turned me on to see you two fucking."
"And I liked watching you suck him off," Tom said. "So I guess that there'll be times that we all could get together, if you're willing."
Gwen began to smile. "It sounds fine to me. I just-well, I've never been with more than one guy at a time. It was good, though. I think I could easily get used to wanting two cocks at once. So long as my pussy gets attention, I'll be happy."
"Or your ass," Tom said. "We'll figure something out."
She nodded at her lovers, then watched as they dressed to leave.
Smiling as her lovers left the room, she shook her head. Things were becoming more complicated.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Gwen was just wiping Tom's jism from her cunt when she heard her door open. Not knowing which of her lovers it might be, or how many of them, she stared at the door and waited, her body still completely naked.
When Alex stepped in, he shut the door and smirked at her. She could feel herself blush under his intense gaze. The room reeked of sex. Her nipples were still erect from the mouthing that Tom had given them. And she was holding a tissue that was soaking with spunk, as well as some of her cunt-cream. He had to know what had been going on.
"I saw my brothers sneaking to their rooms a minute ago," Alex said. "You didn't really fuck both of them at once, did you, baby?"
"I-in a way."
"Hey, either you did or you didn't." He was grinning. "You sure look well-fucked. Tell me, babe, did they give you enough, or do you think you could take more?"
She began to relax. "You aren't mad?"
"Hell, why should I be? Those two know a hot bitch when they see one. Now answer me. Would you like some more cock tonight?"
"Yours," she murmured.
"That, you sexy thing, is definitely the right answer."
She dropped the cum-soaked tissue into the trash and was waiting with a hot kiss when he took her into his arms. Maybe he was the baby of the family, but he sure wasn't built like a baby. His hard prick was something any man would be proud to have, and any woman would love to fuck.
"Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?" Gwen whispered.
"Why? Is your little ass in need of a prick?"
"Tom fingered me good while he fucked me and I sucked off Max. My ass-hole's in more than need, lover. You could say it's desperate."
"Then let me get out of these clothes and I'll make the thing feel better."
She helped remove his shirt and unzipped his jeans for him. There was something exciting about seeing a man lose his clothing that made her grow weak in the pit of her stomach. It seemed to show how anxious he was to get his prick into her. As well, it provided that special treat of watching his cock bob free of his briefs.
"You better get me good and wet," he said. "Do you want to use your mouth or cunt to do it?"
"My mouth!"
Kneeling down, she caught his cock-knob between her lips and began to suck on it. She applied a thick coat of spit to the length of his massive prick, using her tongue to reach the part that wouldn't fit into her mouth. If she hadn't wanted him to fuck her shitter so badly, she would have been more than willing to simply suck him off. While he might not have wanted to lick her cunt while his brother's cum was still there, he could have frigged her to make her cum. But her ass-hole was throbbing, and it wasn't just from the fingering it had received. She wanted a prick up there, and she was going to make sure she got one.
"I think that's enough," Alex said. "Get on the bed, honey, I'm ready to find out just how good your ass feels."
As she crouched and spread her knees, she grabbed a pillow and folded it under her head. She didn't want to have her other three lovers rushing in to find out why she was screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Yeah, he did stretch you," Alex said. "Let me just make sure you're ready."
Three fingers rammed into her defenseless shitter and she shrieked into the pillow. But her ass began to churn and wag as her lover probed her ass-hole, proving that she was both anxious and willing to have him fuck her there.
"You can take me," he said. "That pillow's a good idea. We wouldn't want my father coming to find out what's wrong. As for my brothers, well, that wouldn't matter, would it?"
She had no time to answer him, because then he was yanking his fingers free of her clinging shitter and pressing his cock-head at the tiny opening. Gwen stuffed a corner of the pillow into her mouth, knowing that when his cock-knob forced its way inside, she was going to have more than a little pain.
"Nnnnnuuuhhhh!" she groaned, the sound indistinct due to the pillow.
The man grunted, his hands taking hold of her upper thighs. He was gripping her hard, trapping her, while he impaled her with his huge cock. Each added inch of dick meat brought fresh screams to her lips, and her eyes were wet with salty tears.
"I knew you could take it all!" Alex gasped. "Damn, what a tight ass you've got! Haven't been fucked there often, have you?"
"No!" she whined.
"I'd think that you've just recently been broken in," he said. "It wouldn't have been one of my older brothers, would it? Tom would be my guess. He's said often enough that he can't resist a sexy ass."
"It was Tom!" she moaned. "Oh God, do something to ease the burning!"
"Sure, babe. I want you to enjoy this, because Tom isn't the only man in this family who--likes to fuck a nice ass."
Gwen crammed the pillow back into her mouth just as Alex began to fuck her shitter. The pain was rending, tearing, as awful as it had been when Tom had first fucked her there. But she did nothing that would discourage him or make him think that she didn't want him to continue. Because despite the agony, there was a hint of rapture growing, beginning to bloom. And that would make up for however much discomfort she would have to take.
"It's getting better, isn't it?" he asked. "Yeah. It's not so tight now. Let me make you get really hot baby. Here, this should turn you on."
His fingers slid into her slimy cunt, finding her clit and prodding it gently. It did feel good, but she didn't want to have him frigging her. She wanted to feel his cock as it was, tormenting her ass-hole, smoothing away the painful stretching.
"Just fuck my ass!" she groaned. "I can cum without your fingering my pussy!"
"You don't mean it? Baby, no girl can do that!"
"Lover, all I need right now is your prick! Please, just fuck me in the ass and let me cum the way I want to!"
He took his hand away from her creaming cunt and continued to open up her ass-hole. His prick was menacing her, but in a way that promised that something wonderful was ahead.
The sensations in her shitter were becoming more pronounced, more exciting. The burning was still there, but it was no longer a thing that distressed her. Instead, it was a fire that was similar to the one a prick could create in her cunt, and it was just as exotic.
Biting into the pillow, the enraptured girl jerked her ass-cheeks around. She wasn't trying to ease the pressure anymore. She was attempting to extract every bit of pleasure that she could from her lover.
Screeching, she tried to shove more of the pillow into her mouth. Her climax was ripping through her, as violent in its essence as the fucking shitter was receiving. Wailing and yelping, she writhed and undulated beneath Alex's capable thrusts. Yet as fantastic as her orgasm was, she couldn't wait to have another.
"Hey, you weren't teasing me!" he moaned. "You can cum this way! Holy shit, you're the hottest girl I've ever fucked! I'll bet that Tom and Max think so, too. Well, I won't mind sharing you with them. Not as long as you get this wild when I have my own prick in you."
She couldn't have said it better herself. As it was, all she could do was utter garbled pleas for more cock-meat, and those were distorted by the pillow. She would have to wait until he had finished with her before she would be able to say anything without the words being shouted in bursts of passion.
Alex was holding her by the waist, keeping her from becoming so abandoned that she might lose his cock. Being held like that, as though he was making her take his prick, only added to her own enjoyment.
Her lover was grunting with each stroke. She was fucking right back at him offering her ass-hole to him to fuck as he wanted. Her growling sounds of lust were loud even with the pillow muffling them. She was hot, turned on, and didn't give a damn who might find out. For the moment, she just wanted to be fucked in the ass and everything else could just go to hell.
Cum after cum raced through her, making her shrieks more intense. Her own cries increased her desire, made her strive harder to get everything she could from her lover's prick. Her shitter was imitating her cunt, milking at his prick, which also made her rapture more complete.
"What the hell kind of ass have you got?" Alex grunted. "Damn, it's not just taking me, it's fucking me! And you're really cumming!"
"Nnnnuuhhh!" she groaned.
The excited girl could do nothing but twist and wiggle as she kept on cumming. Somehow, she remembered to keep the pillow shoved against her mouth. There would have been no way that she could have silent, or even subdued her own shrieks. Alex was fucking her too well, too hotly, and she was out of control from it all.
Then she felt his hand again seeking her pussy. She writhed, trying to keep him from touching her there, but his fingers still wormed into her dripping cunt-slit. Since she didn't dare try to talk to him, because her voice would be nothing more than a scream, she had no choice but to let him frig her pussy.
"It won't be long before I shoot!" Alex gasped. "I want you to have enough before we're done! So don't argue with me, okay?"
His pounding thrusts continued to give her throbbing shitter reason to be excited. His fingers urged her pussy to become hot, too. And when he plunged three fingers into her steaming fuck-hole and rubbed his palm harshly against her clit, she could do nothing but cum.
"Hhhnnnhh!" she groaned. "Nnnuuhhh! Nnnhhhnnnhh!"
"Yeah, you like that, don't you?" Alex muttered. "Keep on wiggling, you gorgeous bitch! What you need is two cocks, one in each hole! I'd love to see you get it in both holes at the same damn time. You think you're having fun now, you'd go crazy with two guys at once!"
But Gwen could barely comprehend what he was saying. She was bucking, fighting, climaxing so much that she felt she might pass out. Each second seemed to bring more intense feelings, creating more lust within her.
Then Alex fucked his cock in deeply, and she felt his spunk spray into her pussy-hole. Screaming, she climaxed violently, almost relieved that it was finally over. By the time his prick became still and began to shrink, the exhausted girl was unable to do anything but whimper quietly.
"What a fuck!" he gasped. "You want me to turn out the light on my way out? You seem tired."
"Please!" she moaned. "I am-worn out!"
He got off the bed, and she curled up on her side, watching him through partly closed eyelids as he pulled on his clothes.
"I'll see you in the morning," Alex said. "You get your rest, babe. You're gonna need it."
As he gave her a wicked wink, she felt an answering tingle in her tired pussy and shitter.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Gwen quietly ate her breakfast. She was fidgeting, however. She only wore a skirt and blouse, and had nothing underneath. She was sure that Elton realized how she was dressed, and she had an uncanny feeling that the younger men suspected her provocative attire. At any rate, all four were more than liberal with their seductive gazes and hinting remarks.
After the four men had gone, Gwen went to the bathroom and waited to see if Alex was going to return, as he had the day before. She leaned against the shower door, her arms crossed, a pensive expression on her face.
When Alex walked in, he wasn't alone. Max was with him, and both of them were looking at her as though she was a tender morsel about to be consumed.
"We had a talk," Alex said. "I told him I'd seen him leave your room with Tom, and that you and I had fucked. And how we had fucked. Do you remember what I said about your needing two guys at once?"
"I recall something like that," Gwen said.
"But-you weren't just talking?"
"When it comes to sex, I don't just talk," he said. "Anyway, we're going to both fuck you-in the shower. So strip, and let's get with it."
"You mean standing up?" she asked, her brown eyes huge. "Wouldn't it be better in a bed?"
"Hey, when Alex told me what a hot time you two had in the shower yesterday morning, I decided that I wanted some of that fun, too. And by the way, I'm gonna fuck your ass-hole. I'd like to find out what my two brothers mean about your having a fucking ass. I've never heard of such a thing."
"And I want to find out what you've got on under your clothes," Alex added. "I could swear that you're naked under your skirt and blouse."
"Then you'd be right." She smiled. "Why don't we quit talking and start fucking? You two need to get to work on time, and I have a house to clean. Why don't we strip and have some fun?"
When she removed her skirt, she stood there completely naked, letting her two lovers stare at her shapely body and get more turned on. They were pushing off their jeans and briefs, setting their glorious pricks free. And those cocks were as stiff as they could get, showing better than anything else how anxious the men were to be in the shower with her.
But they didn't just hustle her into the stall and start trying to shove their pricks into her two fuck-holes. Instead, the two brothers began petting her, playing with her tits, their fingers tweaking her pink nipples. When she started moaning and reached to fondle their bobbing cocks, they responded by fingering her wet cunt and grabbing at her ass-cheeks.
"Kiss me, you hot bitch!" Max growled.
Gwen didn't hesitate. Their mouths met and she thrust her tongue between his lips. In the next instant, she was pulled against him, his fingers feeling up and down her asscrack until he suddenly jammed a finger up her shitter.
"Ooooh, easy!" she gasped. "I'm sore from last night!"
"I've got to stretch you so I can get my cock in you," Max said. "And you'd better get used to being tender. With three of us after your pretty ass, you can bet it won't go too long without a cock."
"I want you to fuck my ass!" she moaned. "Just don't be rough with it, okay?"
"I'll be as gentle as I can."
That issue settled, she resumed kissing him while he prodded at her ass-hole. There was cunt-juice slicking his finger, and he soon shoved another one into her protesting shitter. But although the girl squealed, she didn't stop kissing him. Just having his fingers up her ass was enough enticement to make her horny for more.
Almost before he had her stretched enough, he added a third finger to the ones poking into her tight shit-hole. Her shitter was stinging, the pain sharp. Yet it wasn't unbearable, didn't cause her too much agony. As well, she remembered how nice it was to be fucked in the ass, and how her lovers had promised that she was also going to have a cock in her pussy.
"Your ass feels ready to me," Max said, his blue eyes bright. "How about it, honey? Think I need to do anything else before I fuck my prick up your ass?"
"Just make sure it's wet," Gwen murmured. "Other than that, I'm ready for you to fuck me good."
"Let's get into the shower, then," Alex said. "And, baby, don't worry if you yell. The three of us are alone."
She smiled her gratitude, then took her lovers' hands and led them into the shower. Max squeezed behind her, and Alex faced her. The blonde turned on the water, adjusting the spray until it was warm. Then the two men sought out her hot fuck-holes with their hard pricks.
They entered her almost at the same moment. Crying out due to the painful stretching in her shitter, Gwen shook her head and clung to Alex. Her arms wrapped around her neck, she pressed her mouth to his and kissed him while she continued to scream. Max's prick was boring into her ravaged ass, hurting her. But since she knew that it would soon get better, she didn't ask him to quit.
"Damn, I can't get all the way in!" Max gasped. "She's not in the right position! Honey, you keep clinging to his neck! I've got an idea. Alex, you'll have to help me."
"Sure. What should we do?"
"Grab onto her waist. No, maybe I'd better do that. You lift her legs and keep them off the floor. Wait. Honey, think you could wrap your legs around his butt, make it easier for him to support you?"
The brunette was confused by the instructions, mainly because Max seemed unclear about things himself. But she did want his prick in her ass-hole, even if it was continuing to cause her to grimace in pain. But the two men seemed to know how to go about it, and as soon as she had her legs wrapped around Alex, she felt more of Max's cock-meat invade her shitter.
"That's gonna do it," he said huskily. "Okay, now. Why don't we find out if this is gonna work the way we want it to?"
Yelping as the final inch of Max's prick fucked into her stretched shitter, the girl clung to the other man and tightened her legs around his ass. She found Alex's mouth again and let his tongue swipe at hers to help take her mind off the aching in her ass-hole.
Slowly, Max began to fuck her, each stroke widening the narrow passage. His brother's prick was remaining relatively motionless, as though the two had previously decided that they weren't going to start the real fucking until Max had her ass-hole primed for action.
Gwen was just as willing to wait, because she felt packed with cock-meat. Neither of the men had average cocks, and the way they had her positioned made her fuck-holes take all of their large pricks. But even though she was almost too full of cock-meat to be comfortable, Max was managing to take away the aching, using his fat cock to soothe the stinging that she detested.
Soon the prick in her shitter was sliding more easily, and Gwen signaled her relief by groaning and arching her back.
"Ohhhh, go ahead and fuck me!" she mewled. "I can take it, lover! Mmmmmm, and you fuck me, too, Alex! I want you two studs ramming your cocks into me until all three of us cum!"
"That sounds damned good to me," Alex said. "How about it, Max? Shall we give her a fucking like she'll never forget?"
"And one she'll want to repeat!" Max smiled. "Okay, honey, get ready to have two big cocks fucking you in half."
Both men began fucking their cocks into her receptive fuck-holes, giving her powerful lunges with every thrust. The girl began squealing, flailing her head as the passion rose within her. Each separate thrust jarred her senses, activated her lust. The water that sprayed down on the trio was slicking their bodies, making everything wet and sensuous.
There was really nothing that she could do but let the two men fuck her toward an orgasm. She was fairly well suspended there, held between them, her cunt and ass theirs for the taking. And were they ever taking her fuck-holes. Over and over they thrust their pricks into her, making her cunt-juice almost squirt oui around Alex's rampaging prick.
Screaming out, Gwen tried to move her ass so that both men could enter her even more. But she was already taking both cocks to the balls, and her lovers were fucking her as wildly as they could. Yet it just seemed that there could somehow be more, that she was missing out on an extra thrill.
"More!" she cried, climaxing again. "Eeeaahhhh! Lovers! You've gotta fuck me harder! Make me cum! Harder! More!"
Both of the studs were trying to obey her lustful commands. Taking firmer hold on her squirming naked body, they braced themselves and continued to fuck her. She could feel their muscles straining, could see the strain in Alex's face.
Gwen's expression was one of intense rapture, of tremendous need. Working her cunt and ass muscles around the two impaling cocks, the girl sought to force them to satisfy her craving for prick-meat, wanting to give them one hell of a fuck at the same time.
Every now and then she would orgasm, the exquisite explosions causing her to tremble and shriek. Her lovers wouldn't slow their combined attack, nor did she want them to. As rough a fuck as they were giving her, she would have welcomed more.
"I need more!" Gwen screamed mindlessly. "Please! You've got to give me more!"
"More what, baby?" Alex asked. "You're getting all the cock we've got!"
"I know!" the girl yelped. "But I need something more!"
"like what?" Max gasped. "Tell us, and we'll see what we can do for you!"
"I don't know!" she moaned. "Just do something!"
"Max, what the hell does she want?" Alex asked.
"I'm not sure. Hey, try kissing her. Maybe what she needs is something in her mouth."
"Yes!" Gwen cried as she realized what she wanted. "I need a tongue in my mouth!"
Almost before she could finish her delighted squeal, Alex was shoving his tongue between her lips. She sucked on it greedily, her body twisting almost out of control. That was exactly what had been missing. Something plunging into her mouth, delighting her senses in an extra special way.
"Yeah, that was what she wanted, all right," Max said thickly. "But what she needs is a cock in her mouth."
Alex grunted in reply, his mouth busy keeping hers occupied. That was another thing she found to be enticing about her four new lovers. The way they could kiss. There was nothing clumsy or hesitant about the way they used their lips and tongues. They seemed to want to possess her mouth just as much as they wanted every other part of her.
"Hey, don't keep her to yourself," Max grumbled. "I'd like another taste of her sweet lips, too."
When Alex drew back, she turned her m head toward the man behind her and met his parted lips with her own. Her tongue sought his, and she groaned in satisfaction.
"Come back here, you horny bitch!" Alex growled. "Give me that tongue again!"
"Aaaaiieeee!" Gwen cried as she turned her head.
Then demanding lips were on hers again, and her lover was muffling her cries of rapture with his mouth. Both he and his brother kept taking turns with her active tongue, sucking on it and shoving their tongues down her throat. And not once did they stop fucking her with hard strokes that had her ready to go completely out of her mind.
The longer she got fucked, the more she wanted to be fucked. The two brothers were so strong, so possessive, so eager to fulfill her every wish that she couldn't believe how lucky she was to have them in the shower with her. She didn't care that she had an entire house to clean before evening. She didn't care that they might be late to their jobs. All she wanted was for them to stay right there, with her, the warm spray surrounding them and running down their heated bodies, the three of them fucking as though they would never get another chance to be together.
Her cunt-hole and shitter were beginning to throb from the pounding the men were giving her. Yet her fuck-cream was still oozing from her pussy, and her ass-hole burned for more. Her cries and gyrations were subdued by the men's mouths and gripping hands, but that was all right.
"Oh, hell, not now!" Alex groaned. "I know you want more, baby, but you're fucking me too damned good!"
"Shit, she's got me ready to cum, too!" Max gasped. "But this won't be the last time we fuck you like this, honey! You can be damned sure of that!"
The two men were shooting, their jism spewing out of their hot pricks. Throwing back her head, Gwen screamed as she came, clutching their cocks with her convulsing fuck-holes. It had been wonderful while it had lasted. It was only too bad that it hadn't been longer.
Once the two studs were spent, they eased her off of their pricks and lowered her feet to the floor. Their spunk was oozing from her pussy and ass-hole, sliding down her legs. Her arms were still around Alex's neck, and she gave the handsome man a sultry kiss to thank him for the good time he had given her. Then she turned to Max and kissed him in just the same way, showing him that she had enjoyed his prick up her ass-hole.
"You did like it," Max said.
"like it?" she cried. "Hell, if you two don't fuck me that way again, I'm going to be very upset! And it won't have to be in the shower, either! A bed might make it easier on all three of us. At least you two wouldn't have to try to hold me up. Not that I was afraid you'd drop me. I just want you to save your strength."
"Which means you'd like to fuck some more right now," Alex said. "We would too, honey, only we can't right at the moment. By the time we'd get our cocks again, we'd really be late for work."
"But there's always tonight," Max said. "Huh, Alex?"
"Oh yeah," his brother said. "Tonight!"
There was something in their eyes that puzzled her. Something teasing and secretive. The two were up to something, she was sure.
"Do you two have plans already?" she asked. "For us? If you do, don't forget that Tom will probably want to fuck me tonight, too."
"We know," Max said with a grin. She was blushing.
"Oh, I see. You've got something planned for all four of us?" She shook her head. "No. That would be too risky. Your father might get curious if the three of you just disappear soon after I go to bed. We have to be careful or your dad will catch on that his sons are fucking the maid."
"We have a plan," Alex said, looking smug. "You just trust us, honey."
But Gwen wasn't convinced. "We've taken too many chances as it is, lover. I don't want to get fired. Your cocks-all of them-mean an awful lot to me. I could get another job. But where could I find another houseful of studs?"
Max smiled. "We have taken everything into consideration."
She watched her lovers leave the shower stall, and looked after them woefully.
She took up the soap to wash away the evidence of her recent fucking. Until she was run off, she would make the most of every opportunity to fuck that the men could provide. And she hoped that there would be many.
CHAPTER NINE
The large house was quiet. Gwen liked the silence and enjoyed being by herself. Her pussy and ass-hole were still tingling, even throbbing every now and then.
As the girl went about her chores, she considered the various probabilities surrounding her relationship with the four studs. She knew without a doubt that should Elton discover her closeness with his three sons, she would be out of a job.
She was in the den, dusting, her eyes being drawn to the leather couch. A musing smile crossed her full lips. Elton had first fucked her right there, and the leather had felt nervous against her skin.
Her hand brushed against the leather couch and she felt a tingle travel up her arm. It felt like cool, smooth skin, like a man's skin over hard muscles. Pausing in her work, she stroked the leather. A low moan escaped her parted lips.
Gwen started to put down her feather no duster. When the tickling feathers brushed her arm, she gasped. What a delightful feeling that was, so soft and arousing. Combined with the sensations she was getting from the leather, it was nearly overpowering.
The aroused girl studied the couch and the feather duster. Both things were sensuous to the touch, gave her more than a little reason to want more. Her cunt was starting to ooze fuck-juice due to her heightened sensitivity. She wanted both the feel of the leather and the feathers against her skin.
Slowly, seductively, she raised her skirt and straddled an arm of the couch. As she let her pussy come into contact with the cool leather, she put her tongue out and licked her lips.
While she let her hot cunt warm the leather, Gwen unbuttoned her blouse. Without taking it off, she exposed her tits, then ran the feather duster over them. Moaning, she put her head back and thrust her tits forward. Even the brief touch made her nipples stand erect, ready to accept whatever she wanted to do to them.
The fuck-cream leaking from her cunt made it easy for her to slide her pussy m against the leather. The gentle rubbing against her clit was as sweet as the feeling she got when she frigged herself. But it was different, too. Enticingly so. Her ass was pushing forward and back, pressing her entire pussy onto the soft leather. Even though there was nothing poking into her fuck-hole, the sensations she was getting were perfect.
As she made fucking motions on the arm of the couch, the brunette played the feather duster against her luscious tits. The feathers were like a lover's breath, so teasing and light that she yearned for more.
She caught one nipple in her fingers and pinched it, rolling the pink bud in the way she liked best. Meanwhile, she stroked the feathers against her other tit and kept sliding her cunt on the rapidly warming leather.
The arm of the couch was becoming slick with her fuck-juice, making it feel even more like actual skin caressing her. There was a great temptation for her to increase her motions, to go ahead and cum, but that would have ruined the game for her. While she was alone, having a good time by herself, she wanted to make the most of it.
Allowing the feathers to glide up and tickle her throat, Gwen shut her eyes and massaged her tits. Her mouth was open. Small groans came from her parted lips. Every now and then, her tongue would lick her teeth and lips. She was working herself into a sexual frenzy, and doing it with all the expertise she possessed.
Her slimy pussy was still gushing out fuck-juice. There was so much coating the leather that her thighs were becoming wet. But that just made everything better for her. She adored the feel of her hot cunt-cream, loved to have it washing her while she had a good time. And the smell of it. It made her horny to have that odor invade her nostrils.
She raised herself up enough to get her fingers into her cunt-hole. Once she had stirred them around in that sloppy pussy, she brought her hand to her lips and began to lick her fingers clean. As she had learned from her lovers, her fuck-cream had an arousing flavor. The more she tasted it, the more anxious she was for more exotic action.
Moaning and gasping, the horny girl enjoyed herself as she fucked the arm of the couch. Those marvelous sensations were building, expanding, threatening to carry her off into orgasmic bliss before she was ready.
But it felt too good to deny herself that treat any longer. With the feathers on her neck and tits and the warm leather delighting her gaping cunt-slit, she really had no excuse to hold back, no reason to keep that ecstasy from blooming.
Once more she dipped her fingers into her dripping fuck-hole. She got them as wet as she could, wanting to be sucking her cunt-cream from her fingers as she came. Then she brought her fingers to her waiting mouth and slid one inside.
She was moving her pussy more quickly against the leather, increasing the hot friction that was bringing her near climax. As she swiped the feathers across her aroused tits, she sucked her fingers. She was almost there, could feel the aching nearness of her orgasm. A couple more strokes of her cunt against the couch would be all it would take.
"Nnnnhhhh!" she groaned softly as she came. "Nnnnnmmmmm!"
The rapture quickly faded, leaving behind a mellow, satisfied feeling. Licking at her cum-soaked fingers, she relished the last bit of her self-induced climax, wondering if she might be able to make it happen again, perhaps even more strongly.
Then she opened her eyes-and froze as a mild shock went through her. Elton's sons stood only a few feet away, their eyes registering amusement.
"What are you doing home now?" she gasped.
"We told our bosses that we had a bug," Tom said for the three of them. "We could hardly say that we wanted to take the afternoon off to fuck our housekeeper, could we?"
"You mean you three came home early to fuck me?"
"That's right," Max said. "You and the three of us, in bed all afternoon. How does that sound to you?"
"like we shouldn't wait another second," she murmured. "I just have one more question. Whose room will we be in?"
"Dad's," Alex said. "It's got the biggest bed. And the four of us will need plenty of room."
Gwen nodded, her eyes gleaming. "Then let's get upstairs. I could use a cock right now. Three will be even better." us
CHAPTER TEN
As the four walked up the stairs, Gwen removed her blouse and skirt. The three men were more than happy to help her, their hands tugging her clothing away almost before she could get everything unfastened.
But their eagerness only served to excite her more. She was flattered that the three good-looking studs were so anxious to spend an afternoon with her.
When they got to Elton's room, the three brothers wasted no time in getting stripped. The brunette watched them, smiling at their haste to be rid of their clothes. Yet she knew exactly how they felt, because she was anxious to feel their bodies pressing against hers without the aggravation of having anything between them. As the men got naked, the girl moved toward the big bed, ready for whatever they had planned.
"Hey, we want to get you in the shower before we fuck you," Tom said. "From what my brothers have said, you're a wild bitch when you're wet."
"Oh," she said, blushing for a moment. "Well, I can't help myself around you three. You can fuck me good, I just kind of go crazy."
"Us, too," Alex said. "But Tom wants to see you in the shower. And for what we've got in mind, all four of us should get cleaned up."
"Just what do you have in mine?" she asked. "I mean, we have a whole afternoon. There are all sorts of things we could do before your father's due home."
Tom was grinning. "You'll find out as we go. For now, we'll get in the shower. Each one of us with you. You'll get your instructions when you need them."
Nodding to indicate that she was willing to play their game, she walked toward the master bathroom. It was larger than the other two, and the shower stall was huge. Quite large enough to accommodate her and all three men. But she wouldn't question their orders, not when the prospect of having all three of their cocks was involved.
Tom entered the shower with her, and his brothers stood in the open doorway, watching. Gwen felt like she was on display, but it wasn't an uncomfortable sensation. Rather, it was as though the men were making themselves more horny for her by seeing her with just one of them at a time. And as for her, she was getting more turned on just thinking that two of the brothers were going to be observing her.
Tom adjusted the water and handed her the soap. When he grinned at her, she knew that her next instructions would be forthcoming.
"You're gonna wash my cock and balls," he said. "And I'm gonna be very upset if you make me cum while you're doing it."
"Lover, I'm not about to let you shoot off unless your prick is in me somewhere." Gwen said. "So you don't need to worry. I'm going to be very, very careful with that big prick."
Once she had lathered up her hands, she gently began washing his large prick and hairy balls. She was extremely cautious, using slow strokes, not grasping him too tightly. He was squirming, but she knew that was only because he was so ready to fuck her.
"That'll be enough," Tom said, his voice raspy. "Let me rinse off, then you can take care of one of my brothers."
She let him get rid of the suds by himself, then he stepped out of the shower. Max was the next one to join her, and she handled his prick just as carefully as she had Tom's.
When she had cleaned Max, Alex was ready for his turn.
After the three studs were washed and ready for more than a gentle cleaning, Gwen reached to shut off the spray.
"No, baby," Tom said. "Now you wash yourself. And be sexy about it. Prove you really want for us to put our cocks in you."
She started to argue that they should know by now how much she wanted their pricks, but then thought better of it.
Having decided to go along with their wishes, Gwen again took up the soap. Smiling at the brothers, she rubbed suds all over her tits. Her pert nipples stuck out invitingly, like pink cherries on top of a sundae. She could tell that the guys would have loved to get their mouths on her tempting tits, would have grabbed her to them right then had she not been covered with soap.
As the water began to rinse away the soap, she slid the bar all over her stomach, twisting around for the men. Teasingly, she washed close to her cunt without touching it. It made her feel somewhat powerful knowing that she had their full attention. Nothing would have made them leave her, not even if the roof were to suddenly cave in on top of them.
An idea came to her and she turned her back on the men. Before any of them could complain, she bent over and spread her legs, letting them get a full view of her pussy and ass-hole. Then, to their delight, she began to apply the bar of soap to her slippery cunt-slit.
"Yeah, that's it!" Tom gasped. "Show us everything, babe! Damn, what a pretty cunt you've got!"
"What part of her isn't pretty?" Alex asked. "Shit, I'd give anything to fuck her right where she is!"
"Not yet," Max said. "We've got a plan, and we'll have more fun with her if we follow it through."
"Yeah," Alex agreed. "You're right. We sure as hell will."
While the horny girl couldn't figure out how anything could be more fun for them than to ram one of her fuck-holes with their cocks, she was willing to wait until they were ready. Besides, using the soap on her cunt felt awfully good.
Her fingers were slick with the suds, and she was tickling her clit just the way she liked it. She let the bar fall from her grip and concentrated on what she was doing. Moaning, she poked the two fingers up her cunt-hole and another one up her shitter. Her head hanging down, she finger-fucked herself while her lovers watched.
The men didn't say anything, so she knew that they had to approve of what was going on. Tom would have certainly intervened had she been doing something that she shouldn't have. Since he was being quiet, she took that to mean that she could continue to frig herself in total contentment.
It didn't take her long to stimulate her cunt and ass-hole into an even greater state of need. She was shaking her head, arching her back against her own manipulating fingers. It felt good, fantastic, and she knew she could cum soon.
Working her fingers even more rapidly, shoving them deeper into her pussy and ass, Gwen drove herself toward orgasm in desperation.
Her lovers were still quiet, and she had almost forgotten that they were there. All of her concentration was focused upon her working fingers, her tingling fuck-holes. Even the spray from the shower wasn't sharp enough to turn her attention from what she was doing to herself. She was ready to cum, to explode, and not a damned thing other than that mattered.
"Eeeeaahhhh!" she wailed as her climax struck.
She moved so that the spray could rinse her ass and pussy. Holding her ass-cheeks apart, she let the water strike her sensitive skin and wash the soap away. The men were still quiet, but she knew they were there. They wouldn't have left after seeing her bring herself off that way. She only hoped that they hadn't cum while watching her.
When she faced her lovers, she found them to be gazing at her even more lustfully than they had before. A timid smile came to her lips. Perhaps she had done a better job of enticing them than she had thought.
"Now what do you want me to do?" she asked. "I see that your cocks are still hard. Maybe you'd like for me to do something about that?"
Tom reached in and turned off the water. Then Alex handed her a towel. The three brothers were ready for something more than another show, she was certain.
"We're going to bed," Tom said. "All four of us. Now that our cocks are clean, you're gonna suck us off. And your pussy isn't going to get left out, either. So get dry and come on. There's no sense wasting time now."
She was dry in seconds. When she left the shower, the three men surrounded her, leading her to the bed as though she were a queen. As they reached the edge of the bed, Gwen paused, looking to Tom for further instructions.
"Just he down on your back," he said. "Alex wants to lick your cunt, since he hasn't gotten to sample it yet. I get to put my cock in your mouth first, then Max, then Alex. Don't bother trying to think who's where and what's going on. Just let it happen and you'll get more out of it."
She got onto the center of the bed and spread her legs wide. Tom was there quickly with his prick, and then she felt Alex's tongue slip between the lips of her cunt.
The way that Alex was licking her cunt made Gwen sure that he would be able to bring her off soon. His tongue had a delicate touch, as though he had licked many girls before. As well, he seemed to be concerned that she enjoy what he was doing, because he was paying a great deal of attention to her little clit. He would stab at her clit with the tip of his tongue, then lick down to her fuck-hole. His tongue blazed a path of hot fire wherever it made contact with her wet fuck-slit.
Gwen was just as ardent in her treatment of Tom's large cock. She was sucking it as far down her throat as she could, trying to swallow the whole thing. As impossible as it would have been, she nonetheless kept trying. His fat cock tasted so clean, so exciting. She wished there was some way she could take it into her mouth to the balls and beyond.
Her ass-cheeks were flexing, undulating as the youngest brother worked his magic on her pussy. His snaking tongue and nibbling lips were becoming more demanding, less cautious. Which was exactly how she wanted him to eat her pussy. Without restraint. Without reservation.
As her first climax engulfed her, Gwen screamed and pulled all the more on Tom's cock. She wanted him to cum, too, wanted to feel his spunk to spray her throat, wanted to taste the odd flavor of his jism. She was thirsty for his fuck-juice and tried to convey her desire through the motions of her sucking mouth.
"Damn!" he snarled. "Okay, bitch! Okay! You brought me off, now you take my cum!"
Greedily, Gwen did just that. She hurried to finish with Tom so that she could have another hard prick filling her mouth.
Gwen was barely aware of who replaced Tom, but that didn't matter. As a hard cock fucked into her mouth, making her gag as the bulbous cock-knob came to rest at her throat, she instinctively began to suck, to draw on the sturdy prick. The way that Alex was laving her cunt-meat with scorching licks only made her want more of the action that the brothers were offering.
Almost before Max had made two strokes into her mouth, she began to cum, her spasming pussy letting go of more hot cunt-cream. She kept sucking on the man's cock, kept lurching in orgasmic release, wanting more.
"I'll be right back," Tom said. "I need to go get something."
The girl neither knew nor cared what her lover meant. She was rapidly building toward another climax, and she wanted for Max to join her. Whatever Tom was doing was fine with her. So long as she had a tongue in her cunt and a prick in her mouth, she wasn't about to issue a complaint about anything.
"Nnnnhhhhh!" she groaned, her rapture overwhelming.
"Goddamn!" Max growled. "You are on fire, aren't you? Well, have some juice, baby, maybe that'll cool you down!"
His cum spurted into her throat, satisfying her thirst for the moment. But she knew that there was still one more brother who needed his balls drained, and she was more than ready to give him anything he wanted.
After Max drew his cock from her caressing lips, she groped for Alex and caught hold of his hair. Almost dragging him up over her, she met his wet mouth with her own. Her tongue thrust against his, tasting her pussy-juice. Hungrily, she licked his lips, his face, lapping up all the droplets of her fuck-cream that she could.
She could feel the man's big cock resting between them, twitching impatiently. She knew that he wanted for her to suck him off as much as he wanted him to continue licking her pussy. But he tasted so good that she was reluctant to let go of him.
"Hey, you two," Tom said. "Sixty-nine. That is, if you want more of her cunt-juice, Alex."
"I'd like to suck her pussy dry," the youngest of the three brothers said. "How about it, honey? Do I lick you good enough?"
"You get your tongue back in my cunt, put your prick in my mouth, and I'll show you how much I like it!" she panted. "Hurry up, lover! I can't stand to wait another second!"
When Alex had turned around and his mouth had made contact with her gaping cunt-slit, the excited girl tried her best to swallow his cock-head. She had yet to taste his fuck-juice, and was overly eager to do so.
Her hands gripped his ass and tried to m force him to plunge his prick-meat down her throat. Even as she realized how impossible that would be, she still kept on trying. The man was doing such a beautiful job with his tongue that she wanted to repay him somehow. Just sucking him off didn't seem like enough.
Rolling her tongue around the fat cock-knob, the girl arched her cunt up at his mouth. She wanted his tongue to explore her more deeply, to delve into her pussy-hole, to not quit tickling her clit. She wanted it all, and was more than willing to return the favor by using her lips and tongue on his prick in a way that would leave him absolutely spent.
"Hhhhnnnhh! " she groaned as she came once more. "Nnnnnhh! Uhhnnnnn!"
"Whatever you're doing, keep it up," Tom said to his brother. "She's going wild! Damn, you know she's almost got all of your cock down her throat? Now that is a sight I wouldn't have wanted to miss."
Neither the brunette nor the man lying over her paused in what they were doing to reply. They were absorbed in what they were doing to each other, and what was being done to them. Their bodies were squirming, twitching every so often, and their concentration was totally involved with satisfying each other's lust.
Gwen could taste the droplets of pre-cum that seeped from the slit in Alex's cock-head. Anxiously, she kept sucking on his prick, wanting to bring him off the next time she came. Somehow, when she climaxed with one of her lovers, it made the whole event more special.
Then she was cumming. Crying out, she all but swallowed the huge fuck-pole as Alex began to come. Lurching and bucking up, she fed him her cream while she gulped down his.
"Okay, get off of her," Tom said. "And you, honey, get up on all fours. No arguing, just do it."
As soon as Alex had moved aside, the girl did as Tom ordered. While she was somewhat tired from climaxing so much and so well, she was still ready to have a good time. And she knew just how well the three men could make her feel.
When something soft and tickling brushed against her ass, she squealed and looked over her shoulder. Tom was sweeping her ass-cheeks with the feather duster, and he was grinning.
"Hey, we saw enough of what was going on in the den to know you like this thing," he said. "So just be a good girl and let me turn you on with it."
"Why don't we let her turn herself on?" Max asked. "When I saw her bringing herself off on the couch, I almost came in my pants. Come on, Tom, give her the duster and she can put on another show for us."
"No," Gwen said, blushing, "I couldn't."
"Why the hell not?" Alex asked. "You fingered your pussy and ass-hole in the shower for us. Why can't you do this?"
"They're both right," Tom said. "On your back, baby. After all the fucking we've done, there's nothing left for you to be embarrassed about."
"All right," Gwen said. "I'll try it. But I don't know exactly what you want."
"Just use your imagination," Max said. "The rest will be easy."
Nodding, she lay on her back and took hold of the feather duster. As she felt the soft feathers and remembered how nice it had been against her skin, a slight smile came to her lips.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Gwen brushed the feather duster across her tits as the three brothers sat around her. Their eyes were focused upon the motions she was making, watching her body respond to the tickling feathers. The first reaction was a stiffening of her nipples, which got a grin from the men.
The feathers were doing things to her, too. Sweet things. Things that made her wonder what the tickling would feel like if it was on her tender cunt.
With a moan of desire, she directed the feathers to her wet pussy. They brushed against her with a touch that was lighter than anything she had ever felt, and she was immediately aroused. Spreading her legs wider, she brought her knees up and placed her feet flat on the bed. Then, closing her eyes to everything around her, the brunette began to tease her clit and cunt-lips with the duster.
"Do it, babe," Alex said. "Bring yourself off with that thing."
Slowly, she played the feathers against her cunt, allowing them to glide across her clit and ass-hole, too. She couldn't believe the heated sensations that such a simple object could create.
While there wasn't enough actual friction to get her clit really excited, there was enough that she was enjoying the feeling. Her cunthole was leaking fuck-cream. And even her tiny ass-hole quivered as the feathers touched it, aroused it. She was squirming for more, trying to make the feathers do more than just taunt her.
The wooden handle was smooth, with no roughness to it. Her hands were stroking it as she moved the duster around. While the handle was somewhat smaller than a cock, it was about a foot long, and fat enough to make sexy thoughts take hold in her mind.
Before she could find a reason not to, Gwen turned the duster around and began to slip the handle up her cunt-hole. It went in easily, with no effort whatsoever. And almost immediately, her lovers began to voice their opinions of what she was doing.
"Oh, hell, yes!" Max moaned. "Shove that thing in your pussy, baby! Fuck yourself!"
"Take it all the way," Tom said. "You've got a cunt that can take the whole thing."
"Push it in, honey," Alex said. "Shit, I've never seen a girl do anything like that. Fuck your cunt with that piece of wood, you horny bitch! I want to see you cum!"
The way the handle was feeling, she knew that she could cum while fucking herself with it. And she was able to take almost the entire thing, much to her surprise. But she was too turned on to spend time wondering about that.
Pulling and pushing on the duster, the lustful brunette fucked her pussy-hole with the wooden stick. She was fucking back at the handle, thrusting her hips upward as though she were fucking a man. Her cunt-slit was dripping, too, just as it would whenever she got a cock in her.
Moaning, she bit her lip. An orgasm was close, so close. She moved the handle more rapidly, more urgently. She was ready to cum, to let the men see her ecstasy. It would be a treat that all four of them could share together.
"Aaaiiieeee!" she shrieked as her rapture exploded.
"Damn!" Tom groaned. "Quick, baby! Put it in your ass-hole! Show us how hot you are with something in your pretty ass!"
Still under the influence of her climax, Gwen complied. She found her shitter with the tip of the handle, and then began to shove it into her ass.
"Oh, God!" she yelped. "It hurts!"
"Keep pushing it," Max said. "Do it, babe. Don't let a little discomfort stop you."
But she almost did. That awful stretching was present, nearly as bad as it was when a cock entered her ass-hole. For a moment, she thought about yanking the thing back out so that her poor shitter would quit aching. Then she recalled how the stinging would stop once the fucking began, and she pressed the handle farther into her shit-hole.
"Shit!" she cried out. "Oh, damn!"
"You're taking it," Tom said. "Just calm down. Let your ass-hole relax. You can do it, honey. Do it for us."
She was trying. She honestly was. But her pretty face was contorted as she grimaced, and a tear slid from her eye. It wasn't going to be easy. If her lovers hadn't been there, she would have already given up the idea.
But the sexy studs were watching, and that forced her to continue. Inch after inch of the wooden handle disappeared up her snug shit-hole. More of it filled her, causing her to flinch and shake her head. Yet she wasn't going to quit, couldn't think of letting the men down. She wanted to show them everything that she could, to keep them interested in her.
When she felt that it would be impossible to fuck any more of the handle into her ass, she began to draw it out. The stinging was less severe, but still present. Carefully, she moved the wooden stick out, then back in. Her cunt-juice still ran from her pussy, helping to keep the handle slick and wet. That and her loosening shitter helped to make the stinging pain go away. Now that's more like it! Can you see everything? Can you see it moving in and out of my ass?"
"Honey, you don't hear us complaining, do you?" Tom asked. "You just keep up what you're doing, and get hot for us. I'm willing to bet that by the time you've brought yourself off with that thing, you'll have three hard pricks ready to fuck you. How would you like that?"
"Oh, God, would I ever love it!" she moaned. "Mmmmmm, three pricks, just for me! I positively can't wait!"
"Then move that stick," Max said. "Make us want to fuck you."
Gwen moistened her lips with her tongue as she continued to fuck her ass with the duster handle.
The handle up her ass-hole certainly helped her imagine what would happen when one of her lovers fucked her there. Eager to simulate such a vigorous fucking, the girl rammed the stick into her shit-hole all the more rapidly.
After only a few crude strokes of the handle, she began bouncing her buttocks up and down. She was seconds away from climaxing, moments from fulfillment. Whimpering in need and pleasure, she fucked herself with the duster for all she was worth.
Then, just as she was about to lose her mind due to the exotic sensations, the girl felt herself slipping into the glorious abyss of orgasm.
"Eeeeaahhh!" she cried in delight. "Oh, God! Ohhhh, my God! More! I need more!"
Someone grabbed the duster and yanked it from her clinging shitter.
"I promised you three hard cocks," Tom said. "Well, you're gonna get them, babe. Right now."
She felt totally helpless as the oldest brother dragged her over on top of him. His meaty prick was fully hard between them, and she instinctively reached to position it at her cunt. As it fucked into her heated pussy, she moaned in relief and expectation. The real fucking was about to begin.
"Suck on me a second," Max said. "My cock has to be wet before I can shove it up your ass."
Her lips nibbled daintily on his large fuck-pole, her tongue darting out to tease the man. But she couldn't bear to keep either of them waiting, so she soon opened her mouth and sucked him in as far as she could.
Slicking his cock with spit, the girl was fully aware of what was about to happen. If Tom was fucking her cunt, and Max would be fucking her shitter, that meant that Alex would probably be fucking her face. She would be getting all three of them at once, just as she wanted.
When she had Max's prick as wet as she could get it, he took it from her mouth and moved behind her. She held her breath for a moment as he started trying to penetrate her ass-hole. But once his cock-knob had forced its way in, she relaxed somewhat. It did hurt, but not too terribly.
"Alex, what about you?" she asked softly. "Your cock is stiff, too. Want me to suck you off?"
"That was the plan," the youngest brother said. "Shit, yeah, I want my prick in your mouth."
As his cock began to plunge into her mouth, Max's cock continued to bore into her ass-hole. The duster's handle had stretched her enough so the pain wasn't too horrible, but there was a good deal of stinging. Not enough to make her regret what the men were doing to her, though. Nothing could have made her ask any of them to change one part of the exciting event.
"That does it!" Max grunted. "I'm in your sweet ass to the balls! Now you're gonna get fucked!"
To prove his statement, the man drew back and thrust his cock in again. Tom began to move as well, fucking into her cunt as forcefully as he could. The girl whined and twisted, trying to swing her ass-cheeks around to ease the burning in her shit-hole.
"Come on, suck me," Alex muttered. "Start acting like the sex-starved bitch you are."
It wasn't so much his words that turned her on as the fact that she had three cocks in her. It was a dream that was too good to be true.
Grabbing hold of Alex's balls, she began to suck deeply on his prick. His brothers were continuing to fuck her cunt and ass, making any unpleasant feelings vanish as their thrusting pricks assailed her.
As the three cocks made her lustful desires grow even more, Gwen's luscious body began to come alive. She tried to set up some kind of rhythm between the three men. When she found that it would be impossible, she merely whimpered and let their thrusting cocks dictate what she should do.
There were six hands on her, caressing her, urging her to move. Blindly, obediently, she responded, her body moving to meet their thrusts, to take whatever she was given.
In moments, the men were causing her to cum. Wildly, she tried to swallow Alex's cock, while she did everything she could to drive his brothers' fuck-poles even farther into her cunt and ass.
There were hands on her tits, on her ass-cheeks. There were hands holding her head. She could feel the roughness of the skin, the harsh texture. It caused her to move her naked body more urgently. And again she came.
"Hhhhhnnnnnn!" she screamed in rapture.
Her head felt light. She could hear herself sucking on Alex's prick. She could hear the strange noises of her cunt-hole getting fucked. The odor of her cunt-cream was assailing her nostrils, making her want to smell more of it.
"Shit, what's gotten into her?" Tom gasped. "She's had cock before! But she's acting like she can't get enough!"
"I don't give a damn what's wrong with her," Alex said. "The way she's sucking my cock, I could stay here for a week."
"Week, my ass," Max said. "What this girl needs is plenty of prick, maybe more than we've got to give. But it sure as hell would be fun to try to give her all the prick she could take. And what we're doing right now should show her we won't let her go without!"
Gwen was climaxing almost without pause, her body trembling as the spasms of ecstasy raced through her. Each new stroke of any of the cocks, even the one in her mouth, was enough to set off new sparks of rapture.
She had never before felt so totally alive, so entirely possessed. It intrigued her, excited her, and she didn't give a damn what she had to do to keep the men interested in her. If this was the kind of fucking she could expect when the three brothers gang-banged her, then she would damn well make certain to keep them wanting to share their cocks with her.
"Keep that ass moving, bitch!" Max growled. "Damn, don't slow it down, not for a second!"
"Shit, if she keeps up the way she is, she's gonna fuck me through the bed," Tom said huskily. "But that's all right, babe. You fuck me good. I can take your wet cunt and want it again."
"What part of this doll isn't fantastic?" Alex asked. "I've tried everything she's got, and it's all great!"
The girl just kept on taking their cocks, not breaking in her frantic gyrations, not slackening her twisting ass or sucking mouth. She was desperate for their pricks, hungry for more orgasms. Even though her muscles were trembling from the awkward position she was in, and from having to struggle so to try to satisfy each of her lovers, she wanted the rowdy fuck to continue for as long as the studs could hold out.
But when she tasted the first droplets of cum seeping from Alex's prickhead, she knew that he wouldn't be able to last much longer.
Globs of hot jism suddenly spurted into her throat, making her gulp quickly. Swallowing the thick spunk, she kept her lips around her lover's cock. She wanted to keep him in her mouth as long as she could.
"Hey, let go!" he gasped, pushing at her head. "I'm done, babe! Let go of my cock!"
Reluctantly, she did as he asked, while feeling the other two studs shoot off into her cunt-hole and shitter. Screaming, she arched her back, sharing one final cum with them before the scorching fuck was through.
"Oh, shit!" Max groaned. "Honey, that was too good!"
"Not too good," Tom said. "The best. The absolute damned best."
"Better than that!" Alex smiled. "I've never even had a fantasy half that fine."
The men were still surrounding her, their hands continuing to stroke and feel of her naked body. She was panting, purring, too content to know what to say or do. Yet she knew that she had to respond somehow or the studs would think that she hadn't enjoyed the action as much as they had.
"You three could win an award," she said. "I don't know what kind, but something-grand. Ohhhhh, what you did to me! Please, say we can do this again sometime. I don't care which one of you fucks me where, just please let me have your cocks again."
"Any time," Tom said. "Right now, though, we'd better concentrate on getting this room and the bathroom back in order. If our dad sees the towels messed up and the bed looking fucked in, we'll have a hard time explaining it."
"You mean coming up with a good lie," someone said.
They all looked toward the doorway. Elton stood there, leaning against the door-jamb, his arms crossed over his chest.
Gwen felt the color leave her face.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Dad," Tom said in a choked voice. "What are you doing home?"
"I got a call at work that Max had gone home sick," he said. '"So I thought I'd check on you and Alex." He smiled in a distracted way. "Imagine my surprise finding that all three of my sons had gone home. Naturally, I was concerned. I didn't know if Gwen could take care of you by herself. But it would seem that she knows just what to do for your, uh, problem."
She decided that she had to speak up. "Mr. West, I-"
"Let me finish."
Meekly, she nodded. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. Being caught naked with Elton's sons, having him view at least the part of their orgy, was totally humiliating. She just hoped that whatever he had to say, he would hurry up and get it over with.
"Now, I will admit that I was shocked when I came in and saw what was going on." He shook his head. "And in my bedroom. I had thought that our main rule in this house was that each of us would enjoy privacy. In other words, no going into another person's room without permission. To say the least, I am not pleased. But since I have found out that you don't respect the rules, perhaps we should make up some new ones."
Gwen looked at each of Elton's sons and found that they seemed as puzzled as she was. A knot was growing in the pit of her stomach. Whatever rules Elton had in mind, surely one of them would have a direct bearing on her future as his employee.
"First," he said, "there will be no coming into my room at all unless by invitation. That means that if you're here and I'm not, you stay out. Second-and you'd better listen to this, Gwen-nobody, and I mean none of you boys, had better try fucking the housekeeper behind my back. And by the way, you horny guys, I've fucked her, too. Which is the third rule. Whenever I want her, in my room or hers, I won't appreciate being interrupted. Unless you're invited. Do we understand each other?"
"Mr. West, I don't understand," Gwen said quietly. "Aren't you going to make me leave?"
"No way, honey. But my sons are going to get out of my bed. Now!"
She was eased aside as the three young men obeyed. They left her there.
"That's better," Elton muttered. "Oh, Gwen, you don't have to bother with that Mr. West bit anymore. And you boys don't have to look so sheepish. You're men now, though I sometimes feel you don't act like it. Fucking her in my room, in my bed. What the hell kind of logic is that?"
"You've got a large bed," Alex said. "We just thought-well, we would have had it all in order before you got home."
Elton grunted. "I suppose that does make sense. Four people in a bed can get kind of crowded. No, you don't have to get dressed, Tom. None of you do. That is, you did have an afternoon of fucking planned, didn't you?"
"Yes, sir," Tom said.
"Well, that sounds like a damned good idea to me! What about you, honey? Are you up to getting fucked in the ass again? I haven't had my prick up an ass-hole in too long a time."
Her shyness was dissolving. A smile came to her lips. Elton was stripping off his clothes.
"I'd love to have your cock up my ass-hole!" she moaned. "Only what about your sons? You told them they don't have to get dressed. Does that mean they're invited to watch?"
The blonde man grinned. "Hell, yes, I want them to watch. And when they get their cocks up again, they can join us. You don't have any objections to that, do you, honey?"
Her voice was like honey, thick and sweet. "You just bring that gorgeous prick over here and stick it in my ass. As your sons could tell you, I love a prick anywhere I can get it."
"Especially in the ass," Tom said. "She'll drive you nuts with the way she can take a prick there."
Elton chuckled as he walked, completely naked, toward the bed. When he got close enough, the girl leaned toward him and took his bulbous cock-knob between her lips. It was her way of thanking him for not tossing her out on her rear, and for wanting to fuck her shitter. When he pulled her head closer to his crotch, she moaned, attempting to draw him in to the balls.
When she had his shaft coated with spit, he moved to turn her onto her stomach. Sticking her ass high, she waggled it to invite him to fuck her.
As his cock-head found her tiny ass-hole and then shoved forward, the girl did little more than whimper in protest.
"Damn, she feels like a virgin in her ass!" Elton gasped.
"She was until yesterday at noon," Tom said. "Go ahead, Dad, fuck her good. And don't frig her cunt."
"It'll hurt her too much if I don't."
"No, please!" she moaned. "Do it like he says!"
"Baby, I've fucked enough asses to know you can't enjoy it without my fingers in your pussy."
She shook her head. "Please, Elton, just fuck my ass like you would my cunt! I'll cum! God, I can feel it starting already! Come on, lover! Quit talking and start fucking!"
Elton sighed, but continued to fuck his cock-meat into her resisting ass-hole. She clutched at the sheet in desperation for the stinging to subside, as well as in eagerness for the men to quit being so gentle with her. But she supposed that until he saw for himself how much she loved to be fucked in the ass, he would think that he had to be cautious. She wondered what his reaction would be when he found out otherwise.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Elton asked.
"Fuck my ass, you horny stud!" she murmured. "I want you to enjoy this fuck like you've never liked any other! Come on, lover! Move that prick!"
His response was to begin fucking her shitter as she had requested. Carefully, he moved his prick. Max's cum was still inside her, lubricating Elton's cock so that there was only slick friction to be felt.
The enraptured girl had her ass held high to accept his fuck-pole, her head resting on the somewhat damp sheets. Everything was getting all warm and buttery inside her shit-hole. She had to admit it, having a cock up her ass was about as close to heaven as she could get.
"More!" she mewled. "Harder, lover! You won't hurt me! Oh God, believe me, that's the last thing you'll do!"
It felt positively incredible when he began ramming her shitter with his prick. Crying out, Gwen tried to raise her ass higher, to make the penetration that much more deep. With each stroke, he was making her hotter, more hungry to have his cock impaling her. It slicked into her, still stinging her somewhat, but not in a way that was distracting her from the more wonderful feelings that the ass-fuck was giving her.
As she was continuing to be under the influence of the fuck, she was rapidly heating up to Elton's cock. Over and over he plunged into her ass-hole, delivering a fuck that had her teeth chattering together.
But she kept taking it, kept making sounds of arousal and hoping he wouldn't shoot off before she could cum from his magnificent reaming.
"She should be about there," Tom said. "Look how she's twisting around. Shit, what a horny bitch she is."
"Hell, you aren't telling me anything I don't already know," Elton said. "But I have to admit that I've never had an ass so good before. Most girls don't even seem to like it, but this little bitch acts like she'd be mad if I quit!"
"Don't quit!" she cried. "Please, I need your cock! I-I-eeeeaaaahhhhhh!"
Her orgasm shook her through and through. Grimacing as Elton began to fuck into her even harder, she thrashed around and continued to cum. He was fucking her shitter, punishing it, giving her more reason to climax. Again her screams of release filled the air, her body shuddering as rapture assailed her.
Her ass-hole was throbbing, beginning to protest so much action in such a short time. Yet her orgasms were constant, as alive as they had been when she had been fucking three men at once.
. "Shit, baby, I've got to cum! Next time I won't be this damned hot!" Elton moaned.
As his spunk shot her ass-hole, her shitter muscles contracted around his cock and tried to draw even more fuck-juice from him. She was unaware of what her body was doing, though, because she was shrieking in sheer rapture, too amazed at how well he had fucked her ass to think about anything else.
When he had quit spurting, he eased his prick from her clinging shitter. Once her ass-hole was empty, she all but fell flat onto the mattress. Having done so much fucking and sucking in a relatively short time had taken its toll on her.
"Hey, Dad, you can really fuck," Max said. "Of course, you had a little help."
"Little, my ass," Elton said. "She's one hell of a fuck. Oh, about those rules. I've changed my mind. If Gwen doesn't object, the only rule there's going to be is no locked doors. That way, whenever someone gets an urge to fuck, all he has to do is find where she is and take one of her holes."
"And what if I get horny?" Gwen asked weakly. "Can I come to your room, or one of your sons' rooms if I need a cock or a tongue?"
"Sure, baby. If that's what you want."
"I want all four of you!" she murmured dreamily. "One by one, in twos, or threes. But no more taking off work to fuck me, okay? I have work I need to get done, too. And I wouldn't want my boss to get upset if it wasn't done well."
The four men chuckled.
"After I've caught my breath, Elton, I want to take a shower with you." Her smile grew into a grin. "And I'd like for your sons to watch us."
Gwen began to rub her tits and finger her pussy-lips. An expression of calm determination was on her face. Now that her four studs had made peace with each other, she was going reap all the benefits she could.
She sat up and took Elton by the hand. As she led him toward the bathroom, she made a mental note to put his room in order before bedtime. She wouldn't want to fuck him on wet sheets.
