Cheryl Wilson stood in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom, thinking mischievous thoughts. Her parents were out of town for the weekend and her brothers, the two who still lived at home, were off at a party somewhere.
It was Friday night and she had had three chances for dates but had turned them all down. Somehow she wanted this opportunity to be alone. Ever since her birthday three weeks ago she had begun to feel a change in herself.
Her body had seemed to come alive in new and mysterious ways. She had been well developed for some time, with firm, high tits, a tapering waist, swelling hips, and spectacular long legs. But until recently the final ingredient had been missing, the mysterious something that would turn her into a woman, with a woman's needs.
Now that she was totally alone, Cheryl looked at her body in the mirror and tried to see herself like the others saw her, especially men. She knew all of the boys at school wanted to fuck her, and even men passing her on the street now looked like they were ready to cream their jeans at the sight of her.
Even David and Johnny, her two brothers who lived at home, seemed to look at her in a new way these days. They stared at her, unable to take their eyes off her young shapely body. She didn't suspect them of any wrong intentions because she knew they respected her as their sister. And yet it was hard to deny the look in to their eyes.
Slowly, watching herself in the mirror, she pulled ht sweater up over her head and shook her full mane of chestnut hair free. It spilled in glassy curls over her bare shoulders. She looked at her full, jutting, young tits, still encased in her bra.
I'll bet they wish they could see me doing this now, she thought, grinning as she posed in the mirror. She didn't really pause to think who "they" might be. Just all those guys who want to fuck me, I guess, she thought.
She ran her fingers over the rich creamy skin of her shoulders, and her taut, smooth midriff. Then she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She slid the straps off her shoulders. Her tits were perfectly round, with large swollen, pink nipples. Lately they had begun to ache and throb whenever she thought about sex.
Cheryl had never been fucked. She knew, of course, all about how it was done, and her dates had been trying to get into her pants for years. But she had always held them off, certain that when the right time came she would know it. Now, as she cupped her warm full tits in her hands and ran her fingers over the silky skin of her tingling nipples, she began to wonder if the time was growing near.
God, I've really never felt this way before, she thought, squeezing her tits more roughly. She could feel a distant throbbing deep inside her cunt and a new soft yearning seemed to spread through her whole body.
Slowly, as if doing a strip-tease act for no one but herself, she unzipped her jeans and inched them down her hips. The top of her red bikini panties came into view. She slipped two fingers under it, gasping softly as the sensations grew more intense.
Her jeans fell around her ankles and she slowly skimmed her panties down her thighs. Her quivering fingers gently combed the silky hairs of her muff, dropping lower and lower. This is what they all want, she thought, feeling the hot pulsing in her body growing stronger as her hand dropped.
"Ohh!" she gasped, sharply as one finger found the wet warm groove of her young pussy.
She be the lower lip, raising her other hand back to her tits and pinching her aching nipples gently. She slid the finger slowly up into her pussy. Her eyelids fluttered and her breath scratched in her throat. God, it feels so good! She thought.
But I've got to lie down! I can't stand up, my legs are too weak. She kicked her jeans off her ankles and pulled her panties all the way off. She was just lying down on the bed when she heard the front doorbell ring.
Oh God! She panicked. Oh shit! Who can that be? God, I can't let anybody catch me like this!
Quickly she dashed to the closet and found her bathrobe. There were two to choose from, but in her haste she grabbed the flimsiest, blue cotton garment that barely closed over her full tits and came only halfway down her tawny thighs. She was down the hall toward the living room before she noticed she had chosen the wrong robe.
Well, it'll just have to do, she told herself. It's probably just the paperboy coming to collect or something like that.
She was so sure it could not be anything important that she opened the door without even fastening the chain first. It was her older brother Mike. In the weak glow of the porch light he looked tired and depressed.
"Mike!" Cheryl said, relieved that it was only him and yet somehow guilty at the thought of what she had been about to before he rang the bell.
Mike grinned wanly. "Mind if I come in?"
"Of course now," she said, flinging the door wide open. "You don't even have to knock, you know."
She was glad he had knocked, though. They both went into the living room. Cheryl sat down on the sofa and curled her long legs up under herself, pulling the short skirt of the flimsy robe down to half cover them. But, even though he was her brother, Mike's eyes seemed to be more on her swelling young tits than her legs. Her round plump nipples were clearly visible through the thin cloth of her robe.
"Well," Cheryl said nervously, "where's Shana this evening?"
Shana was Mike's wife. She was a gorgeous blonde with a great body and everybody thought she should be a movie star. Cheryl had envied Shana for three years, not only for marrying her favorite brother, Mike, but also for being so effortlessly beautiful.
Mike seemed to tear his eyes away from his young sister's thrusting young tits with difficulty. He looked at her face sheepishly, sitting down in an easy chair across from the sofa.
"I'm sorry," he apologized softly. "I guess I just never realized you'd grown up so much."
"Would you like me to change?" Cheryl asked, feeling pretty embarrassed herself but not knowing why.
"Don't be silly," Mike said, rubbing bit hands together. "Well," Cheryl said, more nervous than ever. "So, how's Shana?"
"She's fine," Mike said, not very convincingly. "I think she's... out this evening."
His tone was very dejected and mysterious. Gosh, maybe they're having trouble with their marriage, Cheryl thought. She didn't exactly know what kinds of trouble people had with their marriages, but she knew it happened -- and often. Her own mother and her stepfather, Alvin, seemed perfectly happy, but she knew that her real father, whom she had not seen for seven years, had divorced her mother long ago.
She hoped it was nothing serious between Mike and Shana, but she didn't want to pry. Still, her brother sure seemed to need some cheering up.
"Would you like a drink?" she asked him. "I know where Alvin keeps the liquor."
Mike grinned. "Don't tell me you're one of those teenagers who make mischief when the grown ups are out of the house," he said.
"I didn't say I was going to have one," she pouted. "Just you."
Mike nodded. "I guess I could use something."
"Oh good. Then we can have a party."
Cheryl bounded up off the sofa, forgetting herself as Mike's eyes again took in her bouncing tits and long smooth legs. But she caught herself in the nick of time and walked demurely into the den, where Alvin's liquor cabinet was. Her brother followed her.
"What'll it be?" she asked, getting down a glass for him.
"Scotch will do," he said, coming up behind her.
She winked at him over her shoulder. "Promise to give me a little sippy?"
Mike winked back. She poured his glass half-full of Scotch. When she turned to give it to him something in his eyes disturbed and aroused her. He wasn't looking at her like a brother...
"There's... no ice in here, Mike," she whispered, taken aback by the way was staring at her. "We'll have to go into in the kitchen for some."
"Never mind the ice," he said in a harsh manner.
He took the glass as she offered it to her and drank about a third of the Scotch. Then he handed it back to her.
Cheryl shook her head. "I changed my mind," she whispered.
"It's okay," her brother said. "I won't tell anybody."
She took the glass from him and raised it to her lips, staring into his hot eyes as she drank. What's going on here? She wondered, feeling the rich burning liquid spill down her throat she set the glass down on the adjacent table.
"I need a drink of water," she croaked softly. But she felt his hand on her wrist before she could turn and go to the kitchen. She didn't resist as he pulled her close to him. His moth came down onto hers before she really knew what was happening. He kissed her hungrily, probing between her teeth with his tongue.
Cheryl squirmed in his arms, trying to escape. She tried to pull her mouth away from his, but Mike's strong hands caught her face and held it steady.
"Mike?" she whimpered against his moving lips. "We can't do this."
But he didn't answer her. Instead he kissed her more passionately. Cheryl could feel herself melting, her lips parting. Her body yielded to his groping hands. A hot yearning seemed to fill her veins.
"Oh Mike, no..." she sighed. "No, we can't. We shouldn't." But she didn't try to stop him when his hands found her tits. He cupped and squeezed the full mounds urgently through the flimsy fabric of her robe. The garment came open easily enough. Now his hands were on her naked tits, his mouth on her neck, her bare shoulder.
Cheryl trembled and shivered with sexual excitement. It was so wrong! It was so horrible! Her own brother! And yet she didn't want him to stop. She wanted him to go on and on, more and more. Oh yes, oh yes! She thought as his lips fell farther down her body.
"Oh Cheryl, baby, you're so beautiful," Mike murmured, scooping one of her swollen tits up in his hand and running his lips all over it.
"Ohhhhnnnnn!" she sighed, feeling her knees weakening.
His tongue flicked the puffy bud of her aching nipple. Cheryl gasped. It was so sensitive. When he sucked her nipple into his warm wet mouth she thought she would faint with pleasure.
"Oohhh... God, Mike, we can't!" she gasped.
She knew that the pleasure was too intense. If they went on a second longer she wouldn't be able to stop him. She would end up begging him to fuck her. The mere idea of it was just too wicked to imagine!
"Yes we can," Mike panted, exploring her other tit with his mouth in the same way. "We can. You know you want to."
"Oh!" she gasped as he sucked her other nipple.
Her body was on fire. Mike had sucked her gently at first, but now his lips tore at her throbbing nipples. His frenzied fingers clung into the round globes of her tits, then dropped lower, finding her firm thighs, clutching ha rounded ass cheeks.
"Oh God, Mike! I want you to do it to me!" she panted, unable to stop herself.
"Let's go to your bedroom," he said, slipping her robe completely off her body.
"We can't."
She was totally naked now. Mike's eyes were already fucking her. He seemed unable to believe that she could be so beautiful. Kissing her again, his hand found the sopping wet furrow of her cunt between her thighs. He slipped two fingers up into her, hand fucking her slowly.
"Unnhhhhh... unnhhhhhh!" she grunted softly, feeling the sexual fires deep in her pussy flare up.
"In your bedroom," he insisted.
"Oh, please!" Cheryl whispered.
Finally she yielded to him, letting him pull her down the hallway to her bedroom. It took him only seconds to strip out of his clothes too.
She couldn't take her eyes off his hard muscular body. He had always been her favorite brother. Did that mean, deep down, that she had always wanted to be with him like this?
Her hot pulse seemed to quicken noticeably as he slip off his shorts. His large, throbbing cock jumped into view, a thick gristly prick that made the breath catch in her throat. As Mike pulled her over to him and whispered in his ear.
"Mike, I've never done it."
He grinned, but didn't look surprised. "Don't worry," he said gently. "I won't hurt you."
She was on her back on the bed; she began to sweat uncontrollably. "We shouldn't be doing this," she whimpered softly. "What if somebody finds out?"
"Nobody's going to find out."
"What if Shana finds out?"
Mike didn't answer her. Instead he began to kiss and stroke her naked body again, making the sexual fires inside of her reach a new peak. Again his warm mouth on her tingling nipple nearly made her cry out with pleasure. His hand probing her wet, aching pussy soon gave way to his tongue.
"Ohhnn! Anngghhh!" she gasped, moaning wildly as she felt his tongue slither up inside her oozing cunt slit.
Cheryl had never been eaten before and didn't know how to react. She squirmed and writhed on the bed, churning her hips frantically as Mike licked and sucked her virginal pussy. Noting and mewling, she trembled wildly as the hot spasms of pleasure coursed through her body.
"Oh God, Mike, I've never felt so good!" she panted to her brother.
"Cheryl... Cheryl, baby!" he moaned.
Now she felt him spreading her quivering thighs, moving up over her. With his hand he guided the thick, jumping piston of his cock, lodging the fat round head of it in her buttery cuntlips. God, he's going to fuck me, he's going to fuck me! Cheryl moaned to herself.
The idea was thrilling, and appalling, and wildly exciting! She gazed up into her brother's face, seeing the hot urgent passion in his eyes. The stiff battering ram of his cock pushed against her tight pussy. Cheryl bit her lower lip.
"Oh... oh God!" she gasped. "Owwhh!" Suddenly his entire huge cock slid up into her. It felt enormous inside of her, cramming her young cunt to the splitting point. But it felt wonderful.
"Ahhhhnnnnnnn," she sighed, a smile of ecstasy spreading over her, face.
Mike embraced her, not moving his prick, letting her get used to it first. His hard chest mashed her aching tits and his tongue explored the insides of her mouth. Soon Cheryl's own passion grew so urgent that she began churning her hips, as if begging him to fuck her.
"Mike, it's so good!" she panted, writhing under him. "Oh, fuck me, Mike! Do it to me!"
And so her brother began to fuck her with long, easy strokes. First he pulled his long cock out to the edge of her sizzling cunt furrow, and then slid it back slowly into her. It went in so deep that Cheryl found herself gagging and wheezing with unexpected pleasure.
She clawed his naked back spastically with her fingers, scissoring his hips with her legs, urging him on. Faster, harder. Fuck me more, Mike. Fuck me and fuck me.
"Unghhh! Oh yes! God, Mike, yes! It's so good! I never knew it could be this good! Ugghh! Oh! Ahhnnnn! Unghh!"
"I'm not hurting you am I?" Mike asked, panting rapidly himself as their mutual passion began to overwhelm them both.
"Oh no," she sighed. "Oh God, it feels so good! Fuck me, Mike. Fuck me fast. God... I think I'm going to come!"
And it was true. At first just the thrill of being fucked for the first time, and by her own brother, had obscured everything else. But flaw her body was unable to ignore the relentless, building sensations that drove her toward a phenomenal climax.
Her blood pounded in her veins. Mike's cock rammed in and out of her cunt, piercing her, driving her to the edge of a fierce orgasm. She clung to him desperately, pushing her cunt up into his quick, stabbing thrusts. Suddenly her entire body seemed to be struck by lightning.
"Oh! Ahhnn! Anngghiiiiieeeeeeeee!" she screamed as the bolts of heat ripped through her. "Ungghhiiieeee! Oh! Oh! Ungghhiiieee!"
Her spasming cunt was torn apart by pleasure. She wrapped her arms and legs totally around her brother, unable to let go as again and again the streaming fires of her climax engulfed her writhing body.
And Mike squeezed her shuddering body hard too, as if he were trying to squeeze the life out of her his big cock lunged into her clenching pussy again and again, making her whimper and moan.
"Oh yes! Oh yes, baby!" she panted, feeling his need reach the breaking point. "Come! Come into me! Shoot it into me! Oh yes! Unghhh!"
Suddenly he groaned deep in his chest. His cock speared her aching pussy one last ferocious time. Cheryl could feel the warm jets of his jism erupting inside of her.
A fresh shattering climax gripped her set off by the spurts of his cum. She mewled, undulating her body sensually as it poured through her, searing her with new jolts or hot pleasure.
"Ohhnnnnn! Unngghh! Annnhhhhhhhhh! Oh Mike... Yessssss," she moaned, her young body bucking in slow waves under him as the hot streams of ecstasy spent themselves.
Finally they pulled their sweat drenched bodies, apart. But Cheryl wouldn't let her brother get away from her. She clung to him, kissing him again on the mouth, on his sweaty shoulders and chest. She dropped her face to his crotch, cradling his limp cock in her hands and licking it.
"Ummmmmm," she grinned, "I never knew it could be this way, Mike. I never knew we could give each other such crazy pleasure."
But now that they had finished, Mike seemed to be more nervous about it than he had been at first. He seemed half ashamed to have fucked her, his own sister.
"Nobody will ever know," she whispered, as if sensing his misgivings.
He nodded. "You aren't sorry we did it, are you?" Cheryl asked, unable to keep the coyness entirely out of her voice.
"Of course not."
He gasped with surprise as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and ran her tongue all over it. This was a night of firsts for Cheryl, who had ever had a cock in her mouth before either. She sucked on it gently, loving the feel of it swelling and throbbing between her lips.
When he was as stiff as a pipe again, she let it out of her mouth and looked up at him. She could see in his eyes that his misgivings had vanished again.
"You want me, don't you?" she asked.
"God, yes Cheryl," he said, pulling her up to him and running his feverish hands all over her naked body. "I can't get enough of it."
"Even though it's wrong, we can't help ourselves?" she panted, guiding his stiff prick into her wet pussy once more. "Can we?"
"No," he panted. "We can't."
"We can't we can't." She gyrated her cunt slowly into his thrusting prick. "Just fuck me, Mike fuck me and fuck me and don't ever stop."
Chapter Two
For days afterward Cheryl couldn't get out of her mind what she and Mike had done together. She had begun that day a virgin, and by the time it was over her own brother had fucked her three times! The coming had overwhelmed her. It was wild and violently pleasurable, nothing like she felt when she fingered herself to a climax.
And yet at the same time she couldn't get over the guilty feeling she had. No matter how exciting it had been, or how good it had felt, it was so wrong. And the fact that she had enjoyed it to, thoroughly made it even worst.
I just can't wait to do it again with him, she thought. But I can't let myself feel that. For God's sake, he's my brother! Once was bad enough. We can't let it go on and on. What about Shana? If she found out, she'd tell my mother. Then everything would really be ruined.
We can't do it again. But I think I'd die if I thought Mike was never going to fuck me again. Her thoughts bounced back and forth. Just thinking of him made her cunt wet. She could almost still feel the urgent tearing of his lips at her throbbing nipples. Lying on her bed thinking about Mike one afternoon, she finally had to drop one hand to her crotch and rub the tingling groove of her pussy through her pants just to case the itch.
It was while she was doing this that she suddenly heard strange noises in another part of the house. The sounds alarmed her because knew that no one was ever at home at this hour except her. Alvin and her mother were still at work and Johnny and David never came home until nearly dinner time.
Quietly she crept out of her room and dawn the hall. What'll I do if it's a burglar? She wondered. Oh shit, it's four o'clock in the afternoon, she reminded herself. Burglars work at night, don't they?
But what if it's a rapist? A small flutter of excitement stirred inside her cunt. She didn't exactly want to be raped but the thought of a wild sexual struggle reminded her of how Mike had fucked her.
But her fears were suddenly calmed when she heard her brother David's voice. She was about to blame him for scaring her when she heard another voice too, a female one. The two of them seemed to be in the kitchen.
Not wanting to interrupt, Cheryl realized as she listened to them that the female voice belonged to their neighbor, Joyce Neery. Joyce lived next door and was married to a lawyer about fifteen years older than she was. She always went around in tight white shorts that showed off her spectacular shapely legs and skimpy halter tops that showed off her full, bulging tits.
Neither of Cheryl's brothers could keep their eyes off Joyce. But David, at least, was still much too young to even think seriously about fucking Joyce, wasn't he?
Cheryl shouldn't blame either one of them for fading that way, though. Joyce really we gorgeous. Just what she was doing in the kitchen at the moment, however, was something of a mystery. Had she come over to borrow something? Cheryl strained her ears to her what they were saying.
"You're so good looking, David," she heard Joyce murmur. "Actually, I haven't been able to keep my eyes off you during this whole year I've been living next door."
"Really?" David croaked.
He seemed unable to believe his ears, but Cheryl didn't find it too surprising. David was a handsome kid with shaggy gold brown hair and an athletic body. Cheryl had seen Joyce looking with barely disguised lechery at both of her brothers.
"Really," Joyce whispered, so softly that Cheryl could barely hear. "In fact, there's something I've always wanted to do. Do you mind if I do it, especially seeing as how we're alone and everything?"
Joyce's voice was so coy and seductive that Cheryl didn't see how her brother could resist. But he seemed very nervous, voice quivering.
"I... I think maybe Cheryl will be home any minute," he said.
"Oh, it won't take but a minute," Joyce murmured. Cheryl was dying to see what was going on there were two doors to the kitchen, and one of them two swinging saloon doors attached, with louvers in the doors. She crept silently around the corner and peeked through the louvers.
There was her brother David with his back to the refrigerator. Pinning him against it was Joyce, dressed as usual in white shorts so tight they showed the crack of her taut, high ass. She wore a red halter top that dipped between her swelling tits, which she was pushing into David's chest.
As Cheryl watched, Joyce took David's face in both of her hands and kissed him passionately, she forced her tongue between his teeth, smashing her full tits into him, and gently gyrating her hips, pushing her groin into his.
David couldn't help kissing her back, but he didn't seem to know what to do with his hands. Joyce knew how nervous he was. She took his hands in hers and placed them on her full tits.
"God... Mrs. Neery," David gasped.
"Call me Joyce," she interrupted, reaching behind herself to unfasten the clasp of her halter top.
"Cheryl might walk in any second," he said, his eyes wide with fear and excitement.
The clasp came loose and the halter slipped off. David stared hungrily at her naked tits they were large and round, with pointed coral nipples. Joyce cupped them in her hands, offering them to him.
"You don't want to stop, do you?" she asked sexily.
David shook his head. Cheryl, spying through the louvers in the kitchen door, could feel her own hot blood racing. She couldn't tear her eyes off them.
"Kiss them, David," Joyce whispered in a soft, husky voice. "Please. I want you to."
David took Joyce's firm, swelling tits in his hands. He slowly lowered his mouth to one, kissing around her erect nipple with his lips. Then he sucked it between his lips. Joyce threw back her head and shut her eyes, sighing with pleasure.
"Ohhhhnnn David, yesssss!"
Cheryl could feel her own nipples throbbing as she watched. She could hardly believe her eyes as she saw Joyce's hands drop to David's crotch. Within seconds his fly was open. Joyce's fingers scrabbled at his belt buckle. She got it open quickly too.
Her hands slipped under David's shorts. Cheryl saw her brother gasp with surprised pleasure. He tongued and sucked Joyce's other nipple while Joyce pulled his shorts down his thighs.
"Oh yes, David, oh yes!" she kept murmuring heatedly to him. "It feels so good! Don't stop!"
Cheryl I could hardly believe her eyes. Her young brother David had an absolutely enormous cock, bigger than any she had ever imagined. It was a thick long thundering stalk of purplish flesh, bobbing and rising in jerks as Joyce ran her hands all over it.
Just the sight of her brother's huge cock made the juice flow in Cheryl's own pussy. She was getting so aroused just watching them, that she wished she could tear herself away. But it was too fascinating, too hot and exciting.
Joyce seemed just as impressed by the phenomenal size of David's cock as Cheryl was. She ran her feverish hands all over the jumping monster, and then sank to her knees on the kitchen floor.
"Oh gosh, you've got such a big cock!" she said, peppering his jerking prick with hot kisses.
"Oh, Mrs. Neery I mean Joyce," he blurted. "Oh, you've got to be careful!"
"What's the matter, David?" Joyce teased him. "Is he about to spit?"
Wincing with intense pleasure, David nodded.
Joyce ran her wet tongue all over the rock-hard shaft of his cock. She licked the bulging head of it so skillfully that in seconds David was panting and shaking uncontrollably. Joyce stood up quickly, unzipping her shorts, sliding them down her long legs.
"I don't want you to come before you fuck me," she panted against David's cheek. "Hold on, just hold on, okay?"
"But what if somebody comes in?" David asked. "What if Cheryl comes?"
"It'll only take a second!" Joyce panted. "You're ready to pop right now. I can come quickly."
Joyce tugged him down onto the linoleum floor of the kitchen with her, spreading her smooth naked thighs for him. Cheryl could see the inflamed wet seam of her pussy, all puckered and juicy and fringed with glossy brown cunt hair.
David squatted between her thighs and Joyce guided his gigantic, twitching cock into her cuntlips. Cheryl bit her lower lip as she watched the entire enormous cockshaft sink deep into Joyce's pussy. It was almost as if she could feel it sinking into her at the same time.
"Ahhhnnnnnnn!" Joyce sighed, arching her back and pulling David down to her. "Oh! Oh, kiss me and fuck me, David. You don't know how long I've waited for this moment!"
Cheryl could hardly believe her eyes! David began thrusting his gargantuan cock in and out of Joyce like a lust crazed rabbit. In seconds both of them were coming wildly, their frantic strangled cries intermingling as they writhed together on the kitchen floor, right next to the refrigerator.
"Aanngghuiieeeeey!" Joyce wailed as a shattering orgasm ripped through her.
David was right behind her. He grunted, ramming his spurting prick deep into Joyce's cunt, slamming her bare ass against the linoleum with loud smacks. Both of them seemed so overcome by the fury of their climax that it was minutes before they recovered.
And Cheryl was so mesmerized by the sight that it was all she could do to shake herself out of her erotic trance. Carefully she crept away from the kitchen and back down the hallway. Her young body smoked and simmered with growing lust.
She reeled into her bedroom, collapsing on the bed. It was okay for them! They had got their rocks off. But what about her? She dug her hands into her aching crotch, rubbing her cunt with one knuckle through her jeans until she nearly came unglued. What about me! She wanted to scream aloud.
She heard the back door shut and knew that Joyce had slipped out that way. Moments later David came down the hallway, heading for his own room. As he went past Cheryl's room he glanced in and saw her lying on her back on the bed.
"David," she said, catching his eye so that he paused briefly.
She couldn't get out of her mind the memory of his gigantic cock sliding in and out of Joyce's puckered pink pussy. How could he have such a big one, and she had never known it?
"Yes?" he said softly, obviously aware that she knew everything that had happened. She had been in the house all along. She had probably watched.
Cheryl sat up. She beckoned him with one crooked finger. Slowly David walked into her room, toward the bed where she sat. Cheryl could feel a wild, unfamiliar electricity between them. Is it because of what I saw? she wondered. And because he knows I saw it?
David just stood there in front of her, without saying anything. From where Cheryl sat on the edge of her bed her face was opposite his crotch. Slowly she reached out with her fingers and touched his cock through his pants.
"I saw what you did with Joyce," she whispered.
David nodded. He didn't seem nearly as nervous with her as he had been with Joyce. Instead his eyes burned. She could feel his big cock swelling under finger, beneath the fabric of his pants.
God not again! Cheryl thought, feeling her face color with shame as she realized what she was thinking. Isn't doing it with one brother had enough you have to want to do it with two.
It was so horribly wrong that she had to either stop it quick or give into it completely. What would David think of her? What was he thinking tight now? She looks up into his face. There was no hint. His eyes burned into hers. He didn't speak.
"David, I..." Cheryl began.
"You won't tell?" he asked.
"No of course not." But now she had him, she knew. Without speaking she slowly unzipped his fly. The blood pounded so hard inside her head that she thought her veins might bunt. Already her hot breath was harsh and quick in her throat. David stood rigidly still, letting her quick fingers unbuckle his belt.
She pulled his pants and shorts downy finding his huge prick. It bobbed out before his face, twitching and growing. Without saying a word to her brother, Cheryl took his stiffening cock into her hands and fed the ballooning head of it into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his cock, sucking him gently and rubbing his balls tenderly in her fingers. David's cock seemed to become as hard as a thick rod of steel between her working lips. Soon she could hear him panting, even whimpering softly with pleasure as she sucked his prick more and more heatedly.
Finally he couldn't hold it back any longer. "God, Sis, I want to fuck you!" he blurted out.
Cheryl let his throbbing cock out of her mouth and looked up at him. "But I'm your sister," she said, wide-eyed with mock innocence.
The burning came back into David's eyes. Almost before she knew what was happening he had pushed her down onto her back again on the bed. His urgent hands clutched her ass, trying to find a way to get her pants down. Cheryl was nearly overwhelmed by her own sexual excitement and the rough urgency of her brother's lust.
"Wait a minute," she half giggled, wriggling underneath him. "You don't have to rape me, you know. Don't you want me to take my clothes off?"
"I just want you," David panted. "I want you. God, you're so gorgeous! Even if you are my sister."
Cheryl slowly peeled her sweater up over her head. She enjoyed the way her brother David looked at her body. At the same time she reminded herself that what they were doing was even more dangerous than what David had already done. Their mother, or Alvin, or their brother Johnny could walk in at any minute and it wouldn't be the neighbor they would catch fucking, but his own sister.
Nevertheless, somehow the danger made it all more exciting. She thought David would attack her and she unclasped her bra and slipped it off. His hands grabbed her naked young tits.
"Oh Cheryl!"
"God, David, yes!" she gasped. "Suck me hard. Oh yesssss!"
It felt like he was trying to swallow her throbbing nipples. He sucked and squeezed her aching tits passionately while Cheryl quickly wriggled out of her jeans and pulled off her panties. The feel of their naked skin rubbing together was electrifying. And David's clumsy lust for her made it all the more thrilling.
"We've got to hurry," she panted into his ear. "It's late. Someone might come home." The look in his eyes told her that he didn't care who walked in on them at that moment. His hungry mouth returned to her erect nipples, making her mew and sigh with hot new pleasure. She stroked his massive cock with both hands, pulling him between her spreading thighs.
"Put it in me, David," she begged him, feeling her wet cunt flood with warm juice. "Put it in me, please. Please!"
"Oh, Cheryl."
"Yes," she cooed to him, "Put it in me."
She put her lower lip as the monstrous prick nudged her parting cuntlips. It felt so much bigger than Mike's cock. God, it'll kill me! she thought.
"Ungghhh! Oh David, yes!" she cried out as the enormous cockshaft penetrated her stretching cunthole.
His huge prick slid deep into her pussy, straining it to the splitting point. The pleasure was excruciating. She felt totally crammed and stuffed with her brother's stiff cockrod. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling his bare chest down onto her naked tits.
"Fuck me, Little Brother. Fuck me," she whispered hoarsely into his ear. "God, it's so good!"
"Cheryl... unghh, oh, Cheryl!" he panted, biting his lip as the intense pleasure overwhelmed him too.
The gigantic stalk of his stiff prick moved quickly in and out of her wet, clasping cunt. David fucked her the same way she had seen him fuck Joyce, with crazy, clumsy, urgent lust. Her ass bounced up and down on the mattress as his huge cock slammed into her, piercing the streaming furrow of her cunt and making her gag and wince with wild sensations.
His cock was so huge that it almost did hurt her as he drilled her tingling pussy relentlessly with it. But the slight pain was so intense tingled with the crazy pleasure that it only drove her to new levels of hot desire. She clamped her legs round his bucking hips, moaning and whimpering softly as the fresh spasms of a hot climax began to grip her.
"Oh! Ohhhnnnnn! Unghh! Unhunh God, yes! David, fuck... me, I'm going to... come! Now! Aiiiiinnnggghiiiiieeeeee! Oh! Anngghiiiiee!" she cried, losing her breath as the ferocious orgasm throttled her. The hot coming poured through her shuddering flesh. She writhed and undulated wildly underneath him, clawing his back with her finger nails, gasping for breath, jamming her pussy up into his fierce thrusts. She was unable to get enough and didn't want her tremendous come ever to be over.
Suddenly she could feel her brother's body tense. She recognized the sign, having felt Mike do the same thing. David was going to come! He panted and groaned like a madman, drilling, and his cock into her cunt savagely.
God, if this is just simple fucking, what must it be like to get raped? Cheryl wondered. She felt a new climax beginning to engulf her too, just as David groaned and his prick erupted inside of her. Oh God, another one!
"Unngghh!" she gasped. "Unnghiieeeeee! Oh! Aiiieeee!"
David collapsed on top of her. Cheryl's pussy, still crammed with his gargantuan cock, throbbed wildly for several minutes. She couldn't move, paralyzed by the fierce pleasure she had experienced. But finally her sense of the risk they were taking returned and she began to panic. What if someone caught them doing this?
"David," she said, pushing him off her body. "Really, it's so dangerous."
"I know," he said sheepishly.
While they both dressed hurriedly, she stole one mow glance at the monster of a cock that had just driven her to such hot ecstasy. He brother aught her looking, and they both grinned.
"Was it good?" David asked solemnly. "The best ever," Cheryl smiled back, figuring there was no way to compare him with Mike anyway. David would never have to know that she had fucked their brother.
Buttoning up his shirt, he came close to... "Are you sure?"
Cheryl stepped closer to him. She leaned up and kissed him hotly on the mouth, slithering her tongue between his lips. She had not yet fastened her bra and David's hands came up to her tits, squeezing them roughly again, tweaking her tingling thick nipples.
But Cheryl pulled away from him. Already her body was on fire for him again.
"God, don't you think we've risked enough already?" she asked him.
"I want to fuck you again," David whispered.
"I want it too," she panted back. "But we have to wait."
Suddenly they both heard the front door slam shut. Someone was home! Quickly Cheryl pushed David out of her bedroom and into the hall. The lust in his eyes was still visible and she could still feel the hot pulsing in her body for him.
"Next time," he whispered, staring at her hotly.
Cheryl nodded at her horny brother. "Next time."
Chapter Three
After her fuck with David, Cheryl couldn't get her brother to look her in the eyes for weeks. She realized that what they had done was wrong. She could even see how it might affect him more than her, since he was younger, more impressionable. He probably felt very guilty.
But whatever she tried to speak with about it he managed to avoid in eyes mad dash out of the house, mumbling some case.
She wanted to tell him it was all right, that he didn't need to feel guilty or ashamed. She had wanted it as much as he had. It might be wrong, but the pleasure they had given one another was too intense simply to forget.
Cheryl certainly couldn't forget it. At night she lay in her bed alone, feverish with fantasies of David's huge stiff cock plunging in and out of her clinging wet pussy. She imagined sucking him until frothy fountains of his jism exploded from his prick into her face.
Sometimes her fantasies involved her brother Mike, too. Both of the bays were fucking her at the same time, Mike in her cunt, David in her mouth. At such times all she had to do was gently brush her pulsing clit with one finger to burst into a fiery orgasm. She would be left gasping and sobbing softly in her lonely bed, wishing it were real, wishing that such wonderful pleasures were not denied her simply because she wanted to fuck her own brother.
But the wrongness of it seemed to effect both Mike and David more than it did Cheryl and they avoided her like the plague. Maybe it was because they didn't trust themselves to get close to her, she thought. Maybe they were afraid to remember how good fucking her had been, and they knew they wouldn't be able to keep their hands off her.
Thoughts aroused her again. She would begin massaging her wet, aching pussy, wishing one of her brothers was there to fill it. One evening she was lying on her bed, consumed by such fantasies, when her brother Johnny knocked on her door.
"Cheryl?"
Quickly Cheryl sat up on her bed. She smoothed down her clothes self consciously, as if someone would know she had been fingering her pussy. God, am I blushing? she wondered.
"Yes?" she said softly.
"Can I ask you something?"
She went to the door and opened it. Her brother Johnny's blue eyes looked at her curiously through his glasses. Johnny was the shy, withdrawn, scholarly one of the family. He was one year older than Cheryl and brilliant in school, his head full of mathematics and weird theories. "Of course you can," she said. "Come on in."
There was no place to sit since the one chair was covered with the clothes that Cheryl planned to take to the cleaners. So she and Johnny sat on the edge of her bed, the boy seeming vaguely troubled. Cheryl had always felt a kind of protective concern for Johnny, mostly because he was shy and had no girlfriends. How she tried to draw him out.
"What is it, Johnny?" she asked, genuinely concerned.
Her brother looked at his hands. He seemed too embarrassed to speak. "There's... this girl," he said hesitantly.
Cheryl smiled and put one of her hands on his. "Oh Johnny, I'm so glad."
"But I..." He stopped, looking at her helplessly.
Suddenly Cheryl realized why he wanted to talk with her. My God, she thought. He's probably never kissed a girl, ever. He wants my advice. He wants me to tell him how to do it.
The thought of her other two brothers quickly flashed through her mind. Well, I can't exactly say I don't know how to kiss, she thought. Familiar feelings of arousal began to stir in her body. Was it because she had thought of Mike and David. Or because Johnny was so touchingly innocent?
She knew they were alone in the house. His mother and Alvin had gone out for the evening and David was at the movies. She looked closely at her brother Johnny, admiring the sharp line of his jaw and the hulking expanse of his broad shoulders. Because he wore glasses and was scholarly she had never noticed how physically attractive he actually was.
"Have you kissed her yet?" she asked him bluntly.
Johnny shook his head sheepishly.
Cheryl scooted closer to him on the edge of the bed. "You've never kissed a girl before, have you, Johnny?" she asked.
Again he shook his head.
"Want me to show you how?"
Johnny blushed and looked away. She knew he was embarrassed, ashamed of himself and his inexperience.
"Could you just tell me?" he asked shyly.
Cheryl put one hand up and stroked his chin, gently puffing his face around toward hers. She had her mouth on his before he knew what was happening. Ha warm, sensual lip curved against his and Johnny seemed to catch on quickly and began eagerly kissing her back. "Ummnmmm," she purred, slithering her tongue between his lips.
He opened his mouth slightly and she began to french kiss him with more and more passion. God, I'm really getting into this! She thought. It feels good! Johnny's stabbing, tongue caught hers, darting and coiling around it. His warm mouth on hers was searching.
She felt his arms suddenly enclose her shoulders. Oh yes, Johnny, yes! He crushed her against his hard young body, running his hands feverishly all over her back, digging his fingers through her shirt into her flesh.
When she withdrew her mouth from his both of the teenagers were panting softly. Johnny's lips dropped to her neck, making shivers of sexual excitement zip through her body.
"Wow, you're really getting the knack of it, Big Brother," she whispered to him.
"Cheryl, you're so... so beautiful!" he gasped.
"Thank you. I'm sure your girlfriend is pretty too."
"Not like you."
As he embraced her Cheryl's hand accidentally brushed his crotch. She could feel the knotted, throbbing lump of his cock, swollen and eager.
The touch sent electricity through her. She was already so aroused from her earlier fantasies that now it was hard to control herself. It would be so easy, she thought.
Johnny kissed her again, more searchingly than the first time. His stabbing tongue explored the warm wetness of her open mouth and his hands came up to her young out thrust tits, squeezing them through her bra and shirt.
"Do you want me, Johnny?" she whispered, unable to restrain herself any longer.
"Yes!" he panted. "Yes, yes!"
Cheryl unbuttoned her shirt slowly. Johnny watched her fingers, not believing his eyes. God, I can't be doing this! Cheryl thought, reproaching herself. Not with all three of my own brothers! I've got to stop it! I can't keep giving in like this.
She slipped off her shirt, then quickly unfastened her bra, shedding it toe. Johnny's eyes were on fire with lust. He lifted her round firm tits in both hands, holding them as if they were precious jewels. His thumbs brushed her large, puffy nipples, making them spring erect.
"Ohhh!" Cheryl gasped. "Kiss them, Johnny please!"
"We shouldn't be doing this," he said, staring hotly into her eyes.
"I know," she whimpered softly. "Promise you won't tell anyone."
Johnny nodded, lowering his mouth to her aching nipples. Like David's, his lust for her was sharp and unskilled. But Cheryl didn't care. His urgent, thirsty lips on her throbbing tits soon had her whimpering with need. She held his head in both hands, running her fingers through his shaggy bronze hair, pushing her tits into his mouth, feeling the warm juice flow in her pussy as he sucked her titties harder and harder.
But she couldn't give in completely to her passion. It was so wrong to be doing it again and again! Each time with another brother! The shame was almost more than she could stand, but the pleasure was too intense to give up now that it had gotten started.
"Johnny! Ohhhhhhh Johnny!" she moaned as his hands dropped to her jeans, trying to unzip them. Can I it happen again? She asked him. Oh God, I want to! But I can't keep going on like this! Suddenly she got an idea she drop her hands to his pants too. Having mart experience, she quickly got his zipper open.
Her fingers slipped under the elastic band his shorts and grazed his cock. Johnny gasped as if he had been stabbed. Cheryl smiled as she realized how sensitive his prick was.
"Oh Johnny," she panted, "let me suck you. Let me, oh let me suck your prick."
She slid down his body before he could stop her and tugged his pants down his thighs, freeing his cock. The thick, twitching cock stalk popped up, throbbing and pointing. It was big too, though not as big as David's prick. Cheryl stroked it admiringly.
"Oh Johnny, it's such a beautiful cock!" she murmured.
Her brother looked down at her, unable to believe his eyes as she slowly began to lick his erect prick from top to bottom and back.
Cheryl had never done anything quite like this, but she had no trouble getting into it. She held his throbbing cock shaft in both hands and licked the bulging purplish prick head until Johnny was groaning aloud with nearly unbearable pleasures. "Am I doing it good for you, Johnny?" she asked him softly.
"Yes! Oh God, yes!" he panted sharply.
She could feel his body straining, his muscles twitching. She squeezed and pumped his jerking cock with her fingers, taking the head of it into her mouth now. She sucked him slowly, tenderly, letting her velvety tongue caress the sensitive skin of his prick.
But Johnny was driven wild by her mouth. His hands frantically grabbed her head, pushing her mouth down on his up thrusting cock.
"Oh! Unggh! Oh God!" he groaned and panted.
His excitement aroused Cheryl even further. She wanted him to fuck her now more than ever, but the blow-job would be a way to keep it from happening. When he came, he wouldn't want her any more. She knew how close he was and she began to suck him harder.
It didn't take more than just a few sharp sucks for Johnny to explode. A tormented, strangled cry came from his throat and suddenly Cheryl's mouth filled with warm jism. It foamed and spurted down her throat, and she gulped and swallowed, not wanting to miss a drop.
Oh yes, oh yes! she thought. Give me all of it, Johnny. Shoot it into me, into my mouth! Let me drink you! Ummmmmmm!
There was so much cum that it leaked through her lips and ran dawn her chin. When his cock finally stopped squirting she covered it with kisses, wiping the excess jizz off her face with the edge of the bedspread. She couldn't believe she had actually sucked her brother off!
But then she realized that her body still ached with need. She could feel a burbling fury of lust in her wet cunt now. But there was a certain satisfaction too. Her brother's cock slipped out of her mouth and he sighed with pleasure.
"How was that?" she asked him softly.
"I never knew it could be so good," Johnny said, obviously embarrassed.
"You won't tell anybody?" Cheryl asked.
Johnny shook his head, pulling up his pants. He seemed in a hurry to get out of her room and Cheryl understood. The need to have him fuck her was still there, but she had conquered it. Johnny zipped his pants and slipped out of her bedroom door into the hallway.
He glanced back at her sheepishly. "Thanks," he said softly.
She smiled at him, then shut the door. Only her need didn't go away. Her pussy still itched with lust. The hot deep pulsing in her body told her that she had to get some kind of satisfaction or she would scream!
But you did the right thing, she told herself. You can't keep going on like this. It was right, what you did. You got it over with quick. He got his rocks off, and then he was ashamed. His own sister. He didn't want to go on.
She lay on her bed for a long time thinking about it, not bothering to put her bra or shirt back on. Her hands came up to her naked young tits and stroked them, as she remembered the feel of her brother's hungry mouth on her excited nipples. She pinched them, feeling the hot nugget leap alive in her cunt.
God, I need it! she thought. I need it, I need it! I want it!
Suddenly there was a soft rapping at her door. Could it be Johnny coming back for more? Her blood raced with excitement. Who else could it be?
"Yes?" she said softly.
"Sis?"
It was Johnny! Without covering her naked tits Cheryl went to the door. She opened it a crack. Johnny's eyes burned into hers. It was as if she had never sucked him off at all.
"Johnny, what is it?" she whispered.
She knew her own eyes betrayed her need, she couldn't hide it. Her body burned for him, her cunt oozing and simmering with cunt juice. Johnny's eyes fell to the round globes of her naked, up thrust young tits. She could feel her thick nipples throbbing as he gazed at them.
"Can I... come in again?" he asked awkwardly.
Cheryl smiled and opened the door widely. He came inside and she shut it behind him. Her brother was only inches from her. Obviously he wanted to fuck her as badly as she wanted him to, but he didn't know how to begin things.
He turned to face her. Again his eyes dropped to her swelling tits.
"You want more?" Cheryl asked him in a deep, smoky voice.
Johnny nodded. Again he reached out and cupped her warm, springy tits in his hands. Cheryl could feel the pulsing sexual need in her body growing relentless.
"You can have anything you want, Johnny," she murmured to him.
"Anything?"
"Oh yessssss! Anything!" she gasped, feeling his hot urgent mouth on her neck, her shoulder, feeling his searching lips close over one of her tingling nipples.
"God, Cheryl, I want to fuck you," he panted as he sucked her tit.
"I want you to fuck me," she panted back, drawing him over to the bed. "I want you to. I wanted you to fuck me when you were here before."
She had his shirt unbuttoned and his pants unzipped before his mouth even moved to her other tit. By this time Cheryl was seething with hot lust for him. Feverishly her hands worked at her own zipper. She wriggled out of her jeans and panties.
"But we're not supposed to do this."
Johnny tried to object, fighting his own desires. His lips on her nipples caused a raging fire in her swollen young tits. Nothing could stop it but feeling his hot, stiff cock plunging in and out of her hungry pussy. She had to have it and quick!
"God. Johnny, don't think about it," she begged him. "Just fuck me. Quick! I'm dying for it."
She rolled onto her back on the bed and pulled her brother over on top of her. His hands raced all over her naked body, exploring it with wild hunger that made Cheryl whimper with hot excitement. Her thighs yawned open to receive him and Johnny guided his thick, jerking cock between her parted, wet pussy lips.
"Ahhhhhh!" she sighed as his prick penetrated her.
Cheryl bit her lower lip. She didn't want to faint, but the pleasure was almost too sweet for her to bear. Johnny's cock was very long and it seemed to sink deeper into her than any other cock ever had. She locked her thighs around him and began to churn her hips in a slow, rhythmic motion.
"Yes... oh yessss!" she sighed.
"Ungghhhh... oh yes!"
Johnny fucked her slowly, drawing his long, hard prick out of her to the very edge of her cuntlips, then sliding it back into her so deep that soft, involuntary moans came from her throat. At the same time he kissed her mouth, her neck and shoulders, and squeezed her aching tits in his hands. His fingers twirled and tweaked her taut nipples.
The intense sensations quickly got the better of Cheryl. Still bucking and churning her hip up into his thrusting cock, she began to shake uncontrollably. The hot tremors of a climax began to pour through her body, making her shudder and moan.
The feverish excitement of the orgasm that gripped her seemed to jack up Johnny's lust another notch. Now he began to fuck her more rapidly, and roughly. His hands slid down her ass, gripping her bouncing asscheeks and squeezing them. At the same time he pierced her coming pussy with his cock, stabbing her with short quick thrusts.
It drove Cheryl wild. She arched her back, pushing her tits up into his hard chest, and howled as the molten floods of her climax stroke over her.
"Aiiiceeeee!" she wailed, flipping and writhing insatiably under her brother's plunging prick. "Unghhh! Oh! Oh! God, how can it be so good! Unghhh! Yes, Johnny, harder! Harder! God, I'm coming again! Anghhh! Aaannghhiiieeeee!"
A fresh, hot orgasm wracked her straining flesh. This time she felt her brother shudder too, heard his puff, choked cry. The flying gobs of his jism shot out of his cock into her.
The hot bliss she felt was incredible. Scissoring his jerking hips with her long legs, she undulated wildly under him, pulling his cock into her deeper. She wanted it all to be inside of her, all of his cock, all of him. Fresh waves of coming hit her and by the time it was over it seemed like the longest orgasm of her life.
She and Johnny lay gasping, stuck together by their sweat, on her rumpled bed. Suddenly they couldn't help themselves and they started giggling. Cheryl nuzzled her brother's ear.
"Why didn't you let me know you were such a demon in the sack, Johnny?" she teased him.
"Frankly, I didn't know it myself until now," her brother giggled back. Then his face turned solemn. "But gosh, Cheryl, it's so wrong, what we did. What if anyone ever found out?"
Cheryl purred, dropping her hand to his limp cock and squeezing it gently, feeling it swell and pulse again between her fingers. "We won't let anyone find out," she said. "Will we?"
She couldn't help thinking of Mike, and David. What would they think if they knew she had now fucked each of her brothers? What would Johnny think? It was horrible to contemplate. Even she could feel a small gulp of shock hit her when she realized what she had done.
And yet it wasn't really her fault, was it? She hadn't twisted their arms, for heaven's sake. Ml three of them had been willing and eager to fuck her. And come to think of it, Johnny was getting eager again.
His long thick cock pulsed and grew in her hand, getting harder than an iron pipe. Feeling it glow made her juices flow again. She stuck her tongue into his ear and whispered obscene invitations.
"I can't believe you can get so hard so fast again," she murmured. "Do you want to fuck me all over again?"
He nodded, squeezing her tits and hand fucking her ready pussy. Cheryl lay back and submitted to his renewed lust, which became more imaginative than she had ever experienced. Johnny's brilliance in school spilled over into his fucking.
He soon had her in positions she had never dreamed of, fucking her from behind, upside down, and standing on the floor while Cheryl was perched on the edge of the bed, his fierce prick plowing her pussy until she was sobbing uncontrollably with knifing pleasure.
By midnight they were finally so exhausted they couldn't go on. Cheryl kissed her brother good-night, sent him to his own room, and lay on her bed in sexual bliss, her young body glowing with the aftershocks of what seemed like a thousand orgasmic explosions.
Chapter Four
One afternoon not long after her torrid evening with her brother Johnny, Cheryl was coming home from school when she saw her sister in law Shana, Mike's wife, sitting in front of the house in her snappy red Porsche.
"Hey, stranger, how are you doing?" Shana called out and waved as she saw Cheryl approach.
Cheryl smiled back and went over to the car. It had been months since she had seen Shana, and then only briefly, at some family gathering or other. She realized that she had no doubt purposely tried not to think of her sister-in-law because of the business with Mike. Just the thought of what they had done together had the power to make her blood race hotly again.
"What are you doing over here?" she asked Shana.
"Well, believe it or not, I dropped by just to see you," Shana said, squinting into the afternoon sun. She raised one hand to keep it out of her eyes.
"Me?" Cheryl said.
Shana nodded. "Here we are, sisters nearly, and we've never really got to know each other. I thought of you over here in this family full of boys, and I decided that some female friendship could do you some good."
I seem to be doing okay with just the boys, Cheryl thought to herself, not daring to say such a thing out loud.
The weather was hot and dry, and Shana was dressed for the heat. She wore tight white shorts that showed off her gorgeous long legs tanned to a rich bronze. On top she had on a flimsy blue silk shirt that she had knotted up above her sleek, tawny midriff. Cheryl could see that she wore no bra because her full round tits swayed under the silk, and the swelling bumps of her nipples showed through the fabric.
"What did you have in mind?" Cheryl asked.
Something about the way Shana looked at her made her wary. She didn't know exactly what it was. She had the strangest feeling that Shana was only telling half the truth. And yet Cheryl couldn't put her finger on what her sister-in-law might be concealing, or lying about.
Shana tossed her rich golden hair around her shoulders, giving Cheryl a warm friendly smile. "I just thought we might take a drive and have a chat," she said.
"About what?"
"Not about anything, silly," Shana giggled softly. "Just to get to know each other better, that's all."
Well, Cheryl thought, I can't see anything wrong with that. It might even be fun. It sure beats going inside and hitting the books or wanting to have David or Johnny fuck me again and being afraid to ask them.
"Wait till I stash these books in the house?" she asked.
"Of course."
In seconds Cheryl was back and she brought her sister in law beside her, the warm wind streaming through the glossy mane of Cheryl's hair.
Even though Shana had said she wanted to talk, they drove for a long time without saying a word. Cheryl shut her eyes and rested her head on the seat top. The breeze blowing over her face made her feel wonderful.
She only opened her eyes, again when she realized they were stopping. Shana had pulled off the beach highway and taken a printer road that ran down to the cliffs on the edge of the ocean. There she stopped at a fantastic beach house that was built dangerously out over the cliffs.
"Gosh, how did you know about this?" Cheryl asked, wide eyed.
"It belongs to a friend of mine," Shana said. "He lets me use it once in a while."
"Oh, someone you and Mike know?" Cheryl asked innocently, only realizing after the words were out of her mouth that she had perhaps said more than she should, have...
"No, Mike doesn't know him," Shana said mysteriously.
Uh oh, Cheryl thought. Did I put my foot in it?
She get out of the Porsche and followed her sister-in-law inside. The house was all exposed beams and glass, with great views of the ocean horizon and sumptuous furniture everywhere. Shana went directly to the large kitchen and poured each of them a glass of cool white wine, without asking Cheryl if she wanted some.
From across, the kitchen where she stood Cheryl couldn't help admiring her sister-in-law's spectacular long bronzed legs, her firm sleek thighs and tapering calves. Shana had a high, taut ass too, delectably encased in her tight wide shorts. Cheryl knew her body was pretty good already, but she couldn't help envying Shana's.
Shana turned around with the wine glasses and saw Cheryl staring at her.
"I hope you like what you see," she said, suggestively.
"I wish I had legs like yours," Cheryl said.
Shana's eyes dropped down Cheryl's body, skimming up and down her blue jeans. She walked closer and handed Cheryl one of the glasses of wine.
"Take your pants off and we'll compare," she murmured, staring straight into Cheryl's eyes.
Cheryl giggled nervously. She didn't know why her face felt so hot. "Oh, don't be silly," she giggled.
"I'm serious," Shana said, acting more nonchalant now. "Don't worry. I'll never tell anybody you took your pants off in my presence, if that's what's bothering you."
It was ridiculous to be so modest around her sister-in-law, whom she had known for several years. And it would be fun, comparing their legs. She set her wine glass on the counter top and unzipped her jeans. She kicked off her shoes and skimmed the jeans down her legs and off her ankles.
Now she had on nothing below the waist but her panties. Shana's eyes went up and down her naked legs. The way she looked at Cheryl's legs was almost the way a man would look at them. Cheryl could feel a kind of weird excitement. Shana came closer again.
He hands went, down and stroked the smooth skin of Cheryl's thighs. Cheryl nearly panicked. She couldn't believe what Shana was doing. She didn't want to embarrass both of them by saying, "Cut it out!" but her body trembled. Shana's fingertips grazed the skin of Cheryl's inner thighs, only inches from her cunt.
Cheryl was aroused, and felt very mixed up and anxious for feeling that way. Do you suppose the knows what she's doing? she wondered.
"Your legs are gorgeous, Cheryl," Shana whispered. "I don't know what you're worried about."
"I don't either," Cheryl said quickly, grabbing up her blue jeans and starting to slip her feet into the legs. "Just a silly thought, I guess."
"Why don't you leave them off?" Shana said.
Cheryl had stepped away to put on her pants, but now Shana moved close to her again once more her fingers touched Cheryl's naked thighs. Cheryl wanted to break away but couldn't. Shana's fingers came closer to her pussy this time.
Cheryl could feel her cunt juices beginning to flow, stop it! She told herself. This is shit you can't be feeling that! You're not that way! She's a woman! She's your sister-in-law, for God's sake! Mike's wife! Stop it!
Shana was gazing directly into her eyes suggestively, hotly. Cheryl suddenly realized that her sister-in-law knew exactly what was happening. Her pulse began to flutter and race.
"I know what you did with Mike," Shana whispered.
"With... I... didn't do anything with Mike," Cheryl stuttered. "I don't know what you mean."
Now she could feel Shana's warm breath on her check. Both of Shana's hands suddenly dipped beneath the elastic band of her panties and plunged clown to her crotch. Two of Shana's fingers slid into her wet cunt slit and Shana's thumb found her clit and rubbed it vigorously.
"Aahhnnnn!" Cheryl gasped with shock, and intense pleasure. Her eyes rolled briefly up behind her eyelids and her knees weakened. "What are you doing?"
"What does it feel like I'm doing?" Shana grinned, sliding one of her hands around under Cheryl's panties to squeeze Cheryl's naked ass.
Her other hand explored Cheryl's oozing, throbbing pussy slowly, cleverly. Cheryl bit her lower lip, trying not to respond, feeling the sexual pangs grow sharper and sharper. Suddenly Shana's lips were on her neck, kissing her throat, nibbling at her full sensual mouth.
"Mike fucked you," her sister-in-law whispered in a sultry voice.
Her tongue slipped between Cheryl's parted wet lips and danced around her teeth. At the same time her hand probed Cheryl's aching pussy, making Cheryl whimper softly.
"Shana..." she tried to resist, knowing already it was hopeless. "Why are you doing this?"
"Oh, because I want you too," Shana murmured, now pulling up Cheryl's blouse with he free hand while her first hand continue to stroke Cheryl's flowing cunt.
"But..." Cheryl gasped, nearly unable to speak because of the hot overwhelming sensations that raced through her quivering body.
But I'm not a lesbian! She wanted to say to her sister-in-law. And neither are you! At least I didn't think you were! We can't be doing this! It's... sick! It's perverted! I never wanted to do anything like this before...
Until now! She suddenly realized.
Shana withdrew her hand from Cheryl's pussy as she pulled Cheryl's blouse up over her head. Cheryl did nothing to stop her. She could feel her body raging with fire. There as a strange, hypnotic sensuality to everything Shana did and there was no way Cheryl could resist.
She watched, mesmerized as Shana removed her own blue silk shirt, exposing her large, round tits with their swollen coral-colored nipples. Now Shana came closer to her again, embracing Cheryl and unclasping her bra. Her hands reached out and cupped Cheryl's naked tits and Cheryl could feel her own warm pussyjuice still on Shana's fingers.
Again she began to quiver with fear and excitement. She put her own hands on Shana's round tits, digging her fingers gently into the resilient balls of flesh. Now she could feel how sexually excited Shana was too, how both of them were caught in the same pulsing throb to need.
Suddenly Shana drew her close, mashing their naked tits together, their aching nipples touching. She kissed Cheryl warmly, passionately, digging her fingers into Cheryl's asscheeks.
"When I heard him describe how he fucked you, I could hardly stand it," she whispered into Cheryl's ear in a smoky voice.
"But I didn't know you were... that way," Cheryl murmured back.
Cheryl was getting into it now and didn't really care how Shana answered. She just wanted her sister-in-law's body and she wanted Shana to have hers, too. She unbuttoned Shana's white shorts while Shana talked and kissed her, sliding them down and off her sister-in-law's gorgeous legs.
Now sexy both had on nothing but their panties. Shana's hands cupped Cheryl's aching tits in her hands, gazing hotly into Cheryl's eyes.
"I've never been very good at denying myself pleasure," she murmured softly. "Whether it comes from a woman or a man."
At this moment that didn't sound like a bad philosophy to Cheryl. The thought of Mike describing to his wife how he had fucked his own sister had at first shocked her, but just seemed titillating. Still, her body trembled us Shana stroked her.
"I... I've never done this before," Cheryl whimpered softly.
But Shana didn't reply. Instead she dropped her mouth to Cheryl's tits. Her lips and tongue toyed with Cheryl's tingling nipples until they were both erect and rubbery, aching to be sucked hard. Cheryl was quivering wildly.
"Can't we go somewhere and lie down?" she begged.
"I want to fuck you," Shana whispered. "I want to make you come."
"Oh God, yes!" Cheryl panted.
Quickly Shana drew her over to the large white animal-skin rug that was spread out on the floor in front of the dark fireplace. She skimmed off Cheryl's panties, then her own. She pulled Cheryl down next to her on the rug, swarming all over Cheryl's naked body.
Cheryl didn't have time to worry about fucking with a woman, let alone her own sister-in-law. Shana knew what she was doing and within seconds her tongue had found Cheryl's simmering cunt. It slithered between Cheryl's swollen pussy lips and Cheryl's young body undulated with irresistible pleasure.
"Oh!" she cried out. "Ahhnnnnnnn! Oh yes! Unhhhhhhh!"
Shana ate Cheryl's dripping, oozing cunt like there was no tomorrow. She didn't lick and suck it tenderly, as Mike had done. For Shana this was no preliminary to a fuck, this was the real thing. She parted Cheryl's cuntlips with her fingers and stabbed her tongue deep into the aching wet pussy furrow.
Every fold and crevice of Cheryl's pussy was explored by Shana's mouth. Cheryl had never felt such wild sensations! Her body writhed and bucked, straining and shuddering as the mouth-rape of her cunt grew hotter, sharper. Her own hands grabbed her jiggling tits and she pinched and squeezed her throbbing nipples, sighing with helpless passion as Shana's mouth found her pulsating clit.
"Ahh! Anngghhhh!" she moaned, feeling a fresh, uncontrollable surge of hot, pleasure flash through her wriggling body.
She knew she should be making love to Shana too, and surprisingly enough she really felt like doing it, too. She wanted to explore her sister-in-law's body as Shana was exploring hers. She wanted to eat Shana's cunt to, and suck her beautiful tits, just as she wanted hers to be sucked right now.
But it was impossible. She couldn't do anything but pant and moan wildly as she felt her orgasm growing closer. God, I'm going to come! She realized. Now Shana had thin fingers in Cheryl's flowing cunt slit and her hand-fucking her vigorously while sucking her clit at the same time. The sensations drove Cheryl crazy with lust.
She bucked and flipped her hips, tossing and writhing uncontrollably on the rug. Shana's strong hands gripped Cheryl's ass, squeezing the checks sharply. She knew Cheryl was close and her mouth ravished the girl's pussy wildly. Her lips sucked Cheryl's clit sharply.
Just before the climax hit her she felt Shana's forefinger slip into her molten cunt and fuck it rapidly too. Somehow the electrifying sensations seemed to make her orgasm even fiercer. It struck her like a bomb, wrenching her shuddering young body with lightening bolts of pleasure.
"Unnngghhhiiieeeeee!" she wailed, tossing and shaking with bliss. "Oh my!! Ungghh! Aiiieennnhhheeeeee! Ohhuniiieeeee!"
Just when she thought she couldn't come any more Shana's clever lips coaxed another hot spasm out of her throbbing clit. Shana sucked and slurped Cheryl's pussy juices eagerly, keening with animalistic passion as she swallowed them down.
As the horrible intensity of her own climaxes began to subside, Cheryl felt strong gratitude and desire for her sister-in-law's body. God, I can do it to you too, she thought. Quickly she had Shana on her back and she began exploring every inch of the girl's smooth, tawny, incredible body with her hands and mouth.
Cheryl's lips found her sister-in-law's large puffy nipples and soon had them erect and pointing, and Shana mewling with hot lust deep in her throat. She kissed Shana's long spectacular legs from her delicate feet up to her silky thighs, which yawned apart as she reached Shana's wet, glistening ruby-red pussy.
By now Shana was nearly put of her mind with need Cheryl felt something she had never experienced before. Usually she herself was the one in terrible need at this point, dying to be ticked. But now it was Shana who writhed and tossed with helpless lust under her.
Shana's gorgeous naked body undulated with feverish desire, her full tits jiggling, her tail nipples pointing, and her cunt hot and soupy with cunt juice. Cheryl knew how she felt, and knew what she could do to help her, even though she had never done it before. She stared into the puckering swollen lips of Shana's wet pussy, bringing her mouth closer to it, hearing the uncontrollable panting and begging that her sister-in-law couldn't stop.
Cheryl kissed Shana's cunt, sliding her tongue deeply into it and grabbing Shana's jouncing asscheeks at the same time to keep her steady. Shana's body erupted in a throw of shivers, her hips bucking spasms.
"Oh! Ahhnngg! Oh yes! Unggh! Yes... more harder faster! Yes!" she gasped Cheryl's head tightly in her strong thighs.
Cheryl sucked and tongued Shana's cunt with hot enthusiasm. She knew what had driven her wild when Shana had eaten her wad she gave it back just as hotly to Shana. She slipped one finger into Shana's ass too, fucking Shana's asshole sharply and Shana cried out with wild pleasure.
Before Cheryl knew what was happening Shana exploded in a torrent of orgasms, screaming and flipping wildly around on the rug.
"Mmmnnngggghuiiieeeee!" she shrieked, squeezing her tits fiercely with her hands, as Cheryl's strong tongue rooted deep in her flooding cunt. "Aaanngghhiiieeeee! Oh! Oh! God, yes honey, yessssss! Aiiiieeeee!"
It seemed to take Shana forever to finish coming. And since her orgasms seemed to be so intense and prolonged, Cheryl again became aroused. Quickly she was on the verge of coming again herself. She took one of Shana's hands and placed it on her own sopping wet pussy furrow.
Shana quickly got the idea and began hand fucking Cheryl again rapidly. Within seconds both had again reached a blinding climax that seemed to weld them together in waves of bliss. As the pleasurable sensations finally began to wane, they coiled their naked, exhausted bodies together on the rug, kissing and purring contentedly.
Chapter Five
Cheryl and her sister-in-law lay naked on the rug together, sharing a lazy cigarette. Cheryl's body still tingled with the afterglow of the hot pleasures they had given each other. Fart of her still couldn't believe it had actually happened.
Fucking with a woman? With Mike's wife? It seemed totally incredible to Cheryl. If anyone had told her this morning that this afternoon she would be lying on the floor naked with Shana, having feverishly and passionately eaten Shana's cunt only minutes ago, she would have told them they were insane.
And yet it wasn't crazy at all. It was wild and exciting. She ran one hand down along Shana's sexy, naked thigh.
"Did you plan this for a long time?" she whispered.
"Are you kidding?" Shana asked softly. "Until Mike told me about what you did with him I thought you were still a fresh, innocent little high school prom queen with braids and braces."
"I haven't had braces for five years," Cheryl pointed.
Shana kissed her sensual mouth warmly, squeezing Cheryl's naked tits at the same time. "You know what I mean," she murmured. "I didn't think fucking was important to you yet."
"It was my first time," Cheryl said.
"I know Mike told me. It was so exciting, don't you think? Losing your cherry to your own brother?"
Cheryl nodded. Shana's caresses were arousing her all over again, and the memory of Mike fucking her for the first time did tend to get her even more excited. She found herself wondering what it would be like to be in bed with both Mike and Shana at the same time. The thought made her shiver.
She realized from the tone of her sister-in-law's voice that Shana sort of wished she had been there the first time.
"It's too bad you weren't there too," Cheryl murmured, stroking Shana's cheek. "The first time, I mean."
Shana raised one eyebrow, grinning hopefully. "You took the words right out of my mouth."
Her clever lips trailed down Cheryl's swelling left tit to her thick satin nipple. She flicked it with her tongue.
"Ahhhhh!" Cheryl gasped with pleasure. "Maybe some time we could arrange it," she said, trying to get Shana to commit herself.
"Mmmmmmm," Shana hummed, while ticking Cheryl's throbbing nipple more roughly. "I'm sure we can."
She sucked Cheryl's nipple between her lips, squeezing the tit at the same time with her fingers. Cheryl's eyes closed a fresh wave of bliss swept over her. She gave herself up completely to the warm pleasure that Shana's mouth on her tits brought her.
The sensations were so good that she didn't even hear the door of the house open or realize that anyone had entered the room until she suddenly heard a masculine voice speak.
"Well, what have we here?" said a man's deep, amused voice.
Shana stopped sucking Cheryl, and both of them looked up sharply. Standing over them was a very handsome guy in faded jeans and a lumberjack shirt that barely contained the rippling muscles of his broad shoulders and bulging forearms. He had a sharp, square jaw and glinting grey eyes that took in every inch of Cheryl's and Shana's naked bodies.
There was no use in trying to cover up, Cheryl realized. He had already seen everything. She felt a little shame, but more curiosity. Who was this guy? And why did Shana seem so undisturbed by his surprising appearance?
She saw the kittenish smile on her sister-in-law's face. Slowly Shana disentangled herself from Cheryl's body. She stretched sensually on the rug and the man's hungry eyes devoured her nakedness.
"Why hello Cliff," she purred. "What a surprise. Don't you believe in knocking?"
"Not when I come into my own place," Cliff grinned. His eyes fastened on Cheryl. Now that Shana had rolled away more of Cheryl's body was visible. Cliff's eyes lingered on her full, upswept tits, and then slid down her flat smooth midriff to her crotch. Cheryl could feel her body tingling under his stare. Her cunt grew wet again.
"Oh, that's right," Shana said, feigning embarrassment. "I forgot to introduce you two Cliff, Cheryl. Cheryl, Cliff he's right, this is his place."
Cheryl knew Cliff was getting a hard on. The lump in his groin grew as big as a base before her very eyes. The whole thing made her more and more excited. Shivers gripped as she realized that Mike wasn't there, but she soon might be in bed with Shana and Cliff.
"This poor girl's getting cold, Shana," Cliff said, still grinning, to them and reached one. He bent down, left hand out, touching Cheryl's naked body. His hands went down her arm, touched her hip, her thigh. Then it came back... to her tits. He cupped the full, naked, tit globe in his hand and Cheryl shivered even more excitedly.
"See how she's shivering?" he went on. "Don't you think you ought to get her a blanket?"
Shana moved closer to, them. "I can think of other ways to warm her up," she murmured.
Gosh, do you suppose they planned this? Cheryl wondered. She didn't want it to stop, and yet she couldn't help feeling suspicious. And did her brother Mike know about this Cliff? Was Shana getting it on with him behind Mike's back?
But she didn't have long to think about anything. Suddenly Shana was kissing her again and Cliff had both of his hands on her warm tits, squeezing them, pulling her soft nipples with his fingers. Cheryl bit her lower lip. She felt a fresh wave of sexual need sweep over her.
"Ohhnnnnn!" she moaned. "What are you two doing to me?"
Her eyes fluttered open long enough to see Cliff unbuttoning his shirt. He had a broad, muscular, hairy chest. The sight of it made the tiny fires in her pussy grow hotter.
"We're going to fuck you Cheryl," Shana whispered in her ear. "Don't you want us to?"
God, how can I say no? Cheryl thought. Her body burned with lust. Again Shana was sucking her tits in that fantastic way, while Cliff now took off his pants and slipped off his shorts. He had a cock that was every bit as big as her brother David's. Cheryl felt the pulse in her throat quicken when she saw it.
Cliff's bobbing prick was a ten incher and as fat as a baseball bat. Cheryl couldn't help feeling both thrilled and scared at the thought of it penetrating her tight little pussy. But there was no backing out now and she didn't want to anyway.
Cliff got down beside them on the rug, and soon she was pinned between both of their naked bodies. Cliff was behind her, kissing her smooth back and shoulders. His hands encircled her from the rear, and his hands grasped and squeezed her aching tits.
"Ohhnnnn! Oh God, yes!" Cheryl whimpered, feeling his rock-hard prick pushing against the checks of her naked ass. "Ahhhhh, it feels so good!"
Shana was sucking her nipples and finger fucking her at the same time. Cheryl could feel the fires building inside her writhing body, hot shimmering waves of pleasure, and a hungry need that had to be satisfied. Her cunt was hot and wet with lust and Shana's hand probed it skillfully, flicking Cheryl's swollen clit with her fingers, making spasms of sharp pleasure jolt Cheryl's quivering flesh.
"Oh Cheryl, you're so beautiful!" Shana panted, sucking hard on the throbbing tit that Cliff's squeezing hands held for her.
The pleasure was hot and wild. Her tit was on fire, throbbing with crazy arrows of bliss. Shana's tongue teased her stiff nipple and then she sucked it deep into her mouth. At the same time Cliff's strong fingers sank into the firm round globe. Cheryl tossed her head and mewled with pleasure.
She could feel Cliff's huge hot twitching meat swiping up and down in the crack between her ass cheeks. Her body trembled with involuntary sexual excitement, pliant and supple in their hands as they feverishly explored her flesh.
Cliff's hands held and squeezed her other tit while Shana's mouth again assaulted her aching nipple. Cheryl panted and writhed between them, her nipples pulsing with fire, her cunt flooding with juice. Oh, fuck me, she wanted to beg them. Oh, fuck me now! Don't wait? I need it! I want it!
"Ohhhhhnnn!" she moaned, squinting helplessly, her body alive with unbearable need. "God, yes, do it to me! Please! Oh please!"
She felt Cliff guiding his enormous stiff cock underneath her ass and up into the squinty wet blossom of her hungry pussy. Slowly it slid up into her, splitting her swollen cuntlips, engorging her with gigantic cock until she was gasping and sputtering with disbelief.
Tears squirted from her eyes and she bit down on her lower lip, trying to absorb the wildly intense sensations that shook her body. Shana had slipped down between her spread thighs and was eagerly licking her crammed pussy and Cliff's gargantuan prick at the same time.
"Mmmmmm... Oh God she's beautiful!" Shana gasped, curling her tongue around Cheryl's clit just as Cliff's huge cock nearly split her in half with a fierce upward lunge.
"Aaannnoowwiiflggg!" Cheryl cried out feeling a sharp bolt of pleasure rip through her. Shana fluttering tongue on her pussy lips and her clit drove her crazy. Cliff's arms encircled her from behind. He grasped her full tits in his hands, squeezing and pulling her thick nipples with his fingers. His huge cock slid in and out of her crammed cunt slit with relentless power, making her squeal softly and shudder's the incredible pleasure shook her quivering body.
"Ohhhhhnnnnn! Oh God, yes, it's so good!" he moaned, writhing in his arms. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" she gasped sharply as Shana's sucking lips on her cunt drove her quickly to the edge. "Unnnnhhh... oh, now! Now! Unnnggghhhiiieee! Oh! Anngghhiieeee!"
A swift and shocking orgasm shook her body. The huge pole of Cliff's cock buried deep in her cunt seemed to make the hot coming more intense. He rammed and pierced her with it as she whimpered through her climax, her body lack and pliant as the two of them did whatever they wanted.
Cheryl was so blown out by the quickness and intensity of her orgasm that she didn't quite know what was going on until she felt them both manipulating Cliff's gigantic throbbing prick into the crack of her ass.
"Oh God, yes, Cliff baby, do her, do her!" she heard Shana panting. "She'll love it. God she'll love it!"
Cheryl felt Shana's hands pulling her asscheeks apart, and then felt the bulging head of his mammoth prick pushing against the tiny pinched shut ring of her asshole. Oh God, he's going to try to put that monster up my little ass! Cheryl thought, panicking.
Immediately she tried to squirm away from them but Cliff was too strong. His arms held her against his body, while Shana held her kicking legs steady.
"Oh God, no! No!" Cheryl cried out. "Please, no!"
"Oh yes, yes, baby," Shana murmured, again kissing Cheryl's checks, her bare shoulders, her naked tits. "You'll love it. I promise. God, there's nothing like it!"
"I don't want to! I don't want to! He's too big, he'll kill me!"
"Oh no," Shana soothed her, sucking her nipples. "He's done it to me plenty of times and it never killed me except with coming?"
"Please... please don't," she whimpered, feeling his stiff spoke of hot assflesh trying to force its way into her ass. "Aaaoowwnngg! Ohh! Ungghhh!"
Quickly with his thumbs he pulled open her tiny asshole and slipped his cock inside, shoving it halfway up her ass. Cheryl tried to scream but the breath was caught deep in her throat. Tears of pain squirted from her eyes as sharp daggers of agony stabbed through her impaled asshole.
For a minute she was paralyzed by the white hot pain of it, but after that minute passed she began to understand what her sister-in-law had been talking about. From the middle of the pain bloomed a pleasure so fierce that she had to clench her teeth and sob with bliss just to bear it.
"Unnhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Oh God!" she gasped, and half grunting like an animal.
Slowly Cliff slid the rest of his cock up into her ass. Lubricated by the warm juices of her cunt, his prick penetrated her asshole easily, going in so deep that she gagged and fresh tears poured down her cheeks. Now she was totally skewered on his enormous prick and Shana was back down between her spread thighs, eagerly sucking and gobbling her cunt.
"Mmmmgggg!" Cheryl grunted, delirious with crazy pleasure. She winced with horribly intense pleasure and pain at the slightest movement. Cliff's strong hands gripped her tits and moved her flaming asshole up and down on his fierce, iron hard cockstalk. Shana's fingers slipped into her dripping pussy, fucking it wildly. At the same time she sucked Cheryl's throbbing clit.
"Owwchhh! Unghhh! Oh! God... unghhhhh! Shit! Owwcchhh! Unghhhh!" she gasped as the two of them mauled her pliant body, making her whimper and ache with a sexual excitement unlike anything she had over felt.
The huge fleshy spike of Cliff's monster cock reamed her tight asshole, somehow making her whole ravished crotch pulse and swell with the fantastic spasms of a killer orgasm began whopping and sobbing with shattering orgasmic pleasure almost before she knew what had hit her.
"Aaagnniiieeeeee!" she shrieked. "Ohhhnn... owheehh! Unnnnhh! Ohhhiiieeeee! Anngghhiiiieeeee!"
The incandescent explosions seemed to tear her apart. Her body flipped and struggled, bucking helplessly as Cliff's massive cock jabbed again and again up into her ass, sending fires of unbearable bliss streaming through her flesh. Shana's lips would not free her cunt she tongued and sucked it until another, and yet another climax wrenched Cheryl's trembling body.
She was helpless between them and when Shana slid away and Cliff forced Cheryl face down on the rug, even through the hot fog of her ecstasy Cheryl knew things were going to get even wilder.
She whimpered with anticipation, knowing she was going to get the killing pleasure Shana had spoken of. But when Cliff began slamming his piercing, punishing cock into her ass again she didn't know whether she could take it.
"Unhh! Unh!" she grunted as his cock drove into her, rearing and surging into the spasming depths of her asshole.
Cliff's hard lower belly slapped into her jouncing, quivering asscheeks as he hammered his ass splitting prick deeply into her. Cheryl instinctively thrusted back and up into him with her shuddering hips. She took the full penetration of his brutal cockshaft, pinching it and wrenching it with her ass muscles, driving him crazy with lust.
Already she was coming again. The hot arrowing rockets of honey fire squirted through her. But it was only the beginning the first popping explosions of the firestorm she could sense was coming. God, he's killing me! She thought in a panic. Why doesn't he come? Why can't I make him come?
But she didn't want it to stop. A shattering orgasm shook her.
"Unnhhh! Unnhhh! Aaggghhhnnniieee!" she screamed. "Unnneeeeeee!"
The more devastating her orgasms became the more excited and brutal Cliff seemed to grow. His cock ravaged her puckering asshole with fierce, sharp strokes. He ripped and raped and skewered and pierced her unmercifully.
He slumped over her back and slid his hands beneath her sweat drenched squirming body to clutch her tits. He squeezed and mauled them cruelly with his clawing fingers, pinching her hot spiky nipples until they became nubs of unbearable fire.
But even though it was more a rape than a fuck that she was experiencing, Cheryl couldn't get enough. She grunted and moaned like a wild animal under his assault. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Shana looking on, locked in a steamy trance of lust by the spectacle.
Cliff's hard, heavy body crushed her from above. His savage hands gripped her throbbing tits, squeezing them brutally, his fingers twisting and pinching her nipples until she was moaning with pain. Nevertheless, she swooped her ass again and again to the pounding, hammering penetration of his amazing huge cock.
She dug her elbows and her knees into the thick rug and tilted her ass up to him, swirling it in small circles, twitching it back into his plunging prick, grunting as he slammed forward and crammed her asshole with his cock.
"Ohhhhh God, I can't take it!" she cried out, moaning and sobbing. "Unnhhhhh! Owwchhh! God, it hurts!"
"Do you want me to stop?" Cliff panted harshly in to her ear.
"God, no!" she panted back, twitching her impaled ass back up to him. "Fuck me! Fuck me, please! Don't stop! Oh God, I've never felt anything like it! Fuck me!"
And he did. Again as he drilled her flaming asshole with his enormous cock Cheryl could feel a fresh climax building, like all the rest a bigger one than the last one. And somehow she knew she could feel his gigantic prick growing even larger inside of her.
Oh God, he's going to come! He's going to come! She said over and over again to herself.
She felt his cock swell and elongate and grow harder still, harder than rock, harder than steel. The clenching ring of her splitting asshole spurted with hotter and hotter flames. She thought she had taken as much as she could, but now she had to take even more as he swarmed over her back. He bit the flesh of her shoulders. His hands clawed her aching tits.
He lifted the lower part of Cheryl's body completely off the floor with each brutal, piercing lunge of his prick. Now instead of plowing and probing her with it he was drilling her. He sank the huge cockshaft so far into her ass that she feared he would actually tear her apart.
But the pleasure was so intense that she almost passed out. The pressure from behind on her clit made it swell and pulse wildly. Suddenly Cliff jabbed her ass fiercely with his cock and bit her shoulder cruelly at the same time. Cheryl screeched, throbbing and twisting and thrashing with new blinding bursts of coming.
She was nothing but a shuddering, gasping mass of orgasming flesh under him as she felt the long ass murdering rocket of his prick explode deep within her, squirting hot strings of jism in her. Wild animalistic cries tore their way out of his throat as he crushed her beneath him and pumped his endless fiery gobs of cum deep into her ass.
Locked together in the wild fuck storm they had created, they quivered and shuddered, groaned and gasped. Time was wiped out, and it seemed to Cheryl that the shattering bomb of their climax kept on exploding forever. The pleasurable throbbing in her pussy and ravaged asshole wouldn't stop.
"Ohhhhh God, ohhhhh God!" she moaned, wincing is the sharp sensations continued to wrack her body. "Ohhhhh I've never felt anything... anything like that!"
She heard Cliff still puffing and gasping too as he raised himself up off her and slid his still stiff cock out of her wounded, flaming asshole. He caressed her lower back and the high creamy moons of her sweat glistening ass with his strong hands.
"You're really something, Cheryl," he said. And Shana was right there, caressing Cheryl again too. With Cliff's help she rolled Cheryl onto her back again. And before Cheryl had a chance to recover from the ass-reaming Cliff had given her, Shana's mouth was on her oozing pussy again, sucking and tonguing her, driving her crazy.
"Ohhhnnnnnn!" she moaned. God, doesn't it ever stop? She wondered. The answer was that it didn't stop. They gave her no chance to rest but fucked her repeatedly through the evening, one resting while the other took over, then switching, then switching again. By the time it was over Cheryl felt like she had been fucked enough for an entire lifetime. And yet she would not have traded this day for a lifetime of bliss.
Chapter Six
For days after her encounter with Cliff and Shana Cheryl couldn't sit down on her poor plundered ass. Just the memory of Cliff's monstrous gristly prick viciously reaming her tiny asshole while Shana hungrily sucked her clit was enough to make her shiver with excitement.
Lying on her bed, thinking about it, she wouldn't touch her sore ass but merely flutter her fingers against her throbbing cunt. And quickly she would be coming again, her face pushed into her pillow to stifle the screams.
The orgasms were nothing like the ones that had throttled and shattered her when Cliff and Shana were fucking her, but they were all she felt she could stand for the present. Even though her body still tingled and seethed with lust almost daily, her tender flesh still felt bruised and achy from the rough, demanding way they had treated her. Both Cliff and Shana had made her promise she would tell no one about what they had done. But she was not about to blow the whistle on them. For one thing, even though they had left her body bruised and aching, they had also given her a sexual pleasure she hadn't known existed. The thought that she might be able to have it with them again some time was enough to keep her quiet.
And so she lay on her bed at nights, remembering what it had been like, waiting for her sore, ravaged body to recover, perhaps so that she could do it again. She would recall the feeling of Cliff's baseball bat of a cock sliding up into her ass, making her whimper and sob with ferocious pleasure pain. She would remember the feel of Shana's clever lips and tongue on her clit, driving her crazy with need. Finally the bombshell exploded.
Just barely touching her cunt would make her come. Soft feathery jolts of her climax would rock her quivering body, so different from the excruciating blows of the orgasms that had wrenched her that afternoon in the beach house.
I want it again! I can't help myself. I want them to do it to me, to fuck me and fuck me and never stop, like that afternoon.
She wondered if she was becoming a nymphomaniac. Up until the afternoon with Cliff and Shana she had only fucked with her own brothers. It had been absolutely super, and she wanted to do it with each of them again too. But it wasn't an obsession, like this. What she had done with Cliff and Shana seemed so incredibly wicked and at the same time so incredibly pleasurable that she didn't think anything could erase it or top it in her mind.
She was lying around on her bed, alone in the house, on a Friday evening, masturbating lazily and thinking like this, when suddenly the front doorbell rang. Since her mother and Alvin had already left for a weekend vacation, she knew it couldn't be anybody for them. Johnny and David were both gone, as usual.
Each of them had tried to fuck her again, after the first times, but Cheryl had put them off, saying they must be extra careful. She figured they must stay away so much so that they wouldn't be tempted by being so close to her.
She pulled up her jeans and zipped them, then headed for the front door. Standing there when she opened it was a very good looking man in a dark blue business suit. He seemed to be in his early forties, with thick brown hair attractively graying at the temples, a square jaw, and sharp blue eyes. He smiled rakishly at her.
"Yes?" Cheryl said innocently.
She realized she was dressed casually, but was that any reason for him to be looking at her like she was something set out on a platter to be eaten? She wore a thin pink tee-shirt and no bra under it, but she always wore it around the house. Her plump round nipples swelling out from her full young tits were clearly limned through the cloth. The man didn't seem able to stop staring at them.
"I... I," he stammered clumsily before regaining his composure. "Is your mother home?"
"No. She's away for the weekend."
God, should I have said that? Cheryl wondered. What if he tries to rape me or something? From the way he's looking at me I wouldn't put it past him.
"Forgive me for staring," the man said, smiling now more sheepishly. "You must be Cheryl. It's just that... well, I haven't seen you for such a long time."
Seen me? Cheryl wondered. And how does he know my name? "Who are you, anyway?" she asked.
"Of course I couldn't expect you to recognize me," the man said.
"Should I?"
"Of course not. You were only four years old when your mother and I split up. And I've been overseas almost ever since, so I haven't had much of a chance to keep up."
Oh my God! She thought. It can't be. She felt herself blushing, overcome by helpless embarrassment.
"Are you my...?" she started hesitantly. The man nodded, and grinned. "I'm your father."
Cheryl didn't know what to do. Her father? He was right; they hadn't seen one another since she was a toddler. No one ever mentioned him, except her mother occasionally in anger. She had almost forgotten he existed and yet here he was now, in the flesh. She didn't know how to react.
Suddenly, not knowing what else to do, she flung herself forward, into his arms. She clasped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek, hugging him tightly.
"Daddy oh Daddy!" she said, feeling his hands come up to stroke her back through her tee-shirt.
"Whoa, now!" he laughed. "Let's not cause a spectacle for the neighbors. They might not understand."
Cheryl didn't him go and stepped back. "I'm sorry. It's just that I sort of forgot myself."
She drew him inside the house with her shut the door. Somehow the impulsiveness of her embrace had thrown them both off balance. What they were feeling was strong, but not what a father and daughter should be feeling for each other. Cheryl could still fed the tingling sensations his fingers had caused in the smooth flesh of her back through the fabric of her shirt. And he was still glancing down from time to a time at her swelling young tits, unable to keep his eyes off them.
"Well, well," her father said briskly, rubbing his hands and staring around at the living room. His eyes came back to Cheryl and tried not to drop from her face to her body. "You certainly have grown up since I saw you last."
"I should hope so," Cheryl giggled softly.
"I imagine your brothers have all got pretty big too," he said nervously, making conversation, obviously feeling a little guilty too.
Cheryl felt sorry for him. "They sure have," she said.
For a while they had a stilted, uncomfortable talk about how Cheryl and her brothers had grown up without him. He apologized for neglecting them all, and kept looking at Cheryl's shapely, bare legs.
Cheryl didn't know what to do so she offered him a drink. Alvin would never miss the whiskey, and maybe it would loosen, her father up so that he wouldn't feel so nervous and guilty. She got some ice cubes from the refrigerator, and then poured him a glass of expensive Scotch.
Her father drank about half of it in one gulp, and then smiled, clearly feeling more relaxed.
"I guess I owe you an apology," he said but Cheryl shook her head. She was feeling very proud for having such a handsome father. Now she knew where her brothers had got their looks.
"You don't owe me anything," she whispered softly. She eyed his glass of Scotch. "Could I have a sip?"
"Of course," he smiled.
She went over to him. He patted his knee. "Here, why don't you sit on my lap?" he said. "You never got to do that when you were small. We'll make up for lost time now. How about it?"
"Well, I am a little big for that," she said.
"Nonsense," her father said, pulling her down into his lap.
Cheryl took a sip of Scotch and nestled against his chest. His fingers stroked her arm. She tried not to notice the way her heart raced. She could actually feel her father's cock swelling against one of her asscheeks.
"There, now isn't this better?" he asked, pressing his cheek against hers.
"Ununmmmm," Cheryl hummed, feeling warm inside from the Scotch. She couldn't deny that it felt good to be cuddled by her father. No one had ever cuddled her like this before. She hadn't known she had really missed him until this moment.
"I'm amazed at how beautiful you've become," he murmured, nuzzling her ear. "Just like your mother, only more so."
"Really?" Cheryl said. "Do you think so?"
"Mmmmmm, I sure do," he said. The hand that was on her arm slid down to her waist and slipped under her tee-shirt. She felt it on the smooth flat skin of her tummy. Then it slid upwards slowly, toward her tits. She didn't know what to say. Should she tell him to stop it?
But she didn't want to hurt his feelings. He obviously felt so guilty at having sort of abandoned them all, never having seen her for such a long time. Maybe he didn't know what he was doing. Maybe he would stop before he went too far.
But his hand didn't stop; first it brushed the bulging round underside of one tit, then cupped the entire globe and squeezed it gently. Cheryl could feel her thick nipple throb and grow erect against his palm.
She tried to let the expression on her face show how shocked she was, but actually it felt good. His fingers dug into the firm flesh. Of her tit, then stroked and rubbed her stiff nipple. Cheryl could feel the hot pulse beat in her throat. Her breathing was faster.
"Do you... do you think you should be doing this?" she whispered.
Her father's eyes were glazed over with an expression she recognized. It was the way her brothers and Cliff had looked at her. Shana, too. They had all wanted to fuck her. She could feel the warm wetness between her legs at the mere thought of it.
"There's nothing wrong with it, is there?" her father murmured back.
His hand moved to her other tit, fondling it too until her other nipple was tight and throbbing. Now Cheryl was panting softly, trying to control it but unable to stop. She bit her lower lip. His hand felt good. She didn't want him to stop.
"I guess not," she replied between her panting breaths. "It's just..."
"I know what you're thinking," he said, suddenly taking his hand out from under her tee-shirt.
To Cheryl it's like having a bucket of ice water thrown on her. Her body was aroused and trembling and the removal of his hand made her quickly stiff and nervous. She glanced down at his hand where it rested on the sofa cushion, next to his thigh. At least the rock-hard lump of gristle that his cock made against her ass had not gone away. Suddenly she was aware of it again.
Looking her father solemnly in the eye, she reached down and took his hand in her own. With her other hand she pulled up her tee-shirt until her young round tits were completely exposed. Then she put his hands on them again. He rubbed and tweaked her swollen nipples until they were quickly stiff again.
"God... it feels so good!" she gasped.
"Cheryl." There was that longing, lustful look again in his eyes.
She knew she couldn't help herself. She would give in to him, whatever, he wanted. It was about five hundred times more wrong than what she had done with her brothers, but she couldn't help it. I don't want to stop! She said to herself. Maybe it's because it's so wrong that it's so exciting. But I don't want it to stop!
"Yes," she whispered in a sultry tone, looking up at him from under her long eyelashes. "Please."
Slowly her father bent his head to her outthrust tits. The first touch of his tongue to one of her nipples made her shiver sharply with passion. He curled his tongue around it and Cheryl whimpered softly.
"Ummmmm! Oh! Ohnnnnn yes!"
She held her tits in her hands far him while he made love to them with his mouth and fingers. His lips explored every inch of each firm globe, the sucked the plump buds of her aching nipples until Cheryl was shaking and moaning with need.
"Cheryl, let's go into your bedroom," he finally whispered, daring to take the step she had only hoped for.
Gad, yes! I want you to fuck me, Daddy! She thought.
"No, let's do it on the big bed," she panted pulling him quickly down the hall toward her mother's and Alvin's bedroom.
Her father made no objections. Somehow the thought of having him fuck her in her mother's own bed was almost unbearably thrilling. She pulled down the bedspread on the king size bed, trying to control the wild nervous shaking that had suddenly gripped her. God, it's so wrong, God, it's so wrong! was all she could think. It ran over and over again like a broken record in her head.
Her father unknotted his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Cheryl's knees turned to jelly as she saw the thick fur of his chest come into view. God, it's really happening! she thought I can't believe it.
He saw the fear in her eyes. Reaching out, he took her hand and drew her against him. Again his hands stroked her naked tits while he kissed her cheek and her neck.
"I know we shouldn't be doing this," he murmured, dropping his hands to the top of her jeans. "But I can't help myself."
"Me either," Cheryl panted.
"I want you... so much."
Cheryl kissed his mouth, frenching him wantonly. She pushed her young body against his, feeling his throbbing cock through his trousers with her fingers. God, another monster!
"I want you to... fuck me, Daddy," she whispered. "Please quickly."
She unzipped his pants and unbuckled his belt. Quickly she sank to her knees on the floor in front of him, pulling down his shorts and freeing his immense prick. He was hung like a horse! Well, now I know where my brothers got theirs, at least, she thought.
Her tongue dancing around the stiff shaft of her father's throbbing cock drove him crazy. Panting feverishly, he held her head in his hands, trying to slow her down.
"Oh, Cheryl, baby," he groaned.
She held his thick balls in one hand and licked his twitching cockmeat up and down. The ropey veins bulged in the iron hard stalk of his prick as Cheryl teased and tormented him. She tickled the bulbous purplish head of it with her tongue, opening her mouth wide to get it all inside.
Then she began to suck him, first gently, then more wildly. Her father panted and gasped with pleasure. He held her head steady and fucked her mouth with rhythmic thrusts of his hips.
"Unnghhhhh... oh baby, oh Cheryl!" he gasped.
She wondered if he would come in her mouth before she could even get him to fuck her. But somehow she didn't mind. The pleasure she was giving him thrilled her to the core. She could feel her pussy oozing and burbling with juice, primed for a hot fuck. But it could wait.
For the moment she wanted to give him the best blow job he had ever had in his life. She dribbled some spittle down his throbbing cock, then dove on it again with her mouth, sucking him with wanton passion. Oh, come in me, come in my mouth, Daddy, she thought. Let me drink you!
But it seemed that her father had other things in mind. He pulled her down almost roughly on the king-size bed, groping urgently for the zipper of his jeans. At the same time his mouth chased her bouncing tits again, catching one of her nipples and sucking her sharply.
"Ohhhhh! Oh yes!" Cheryl gasped.
Quickly she helped him pull off her jeans. His hands awed her young quivering flesh as she skimmed her panties down her thighs and kicked there off her ankles. Somehow she had thought that a mature man would go more slowly, be more patient. But if anything, her father's lust was even more urgent that that of her young, others.
"Oh God Cheryl, I've got to have you!" he groaned, pinning her to the mattress on her back.
"Daddy... I want you to fuck me," she murmured, gazing longingly up into his eyes as be settled between her silky, yawning thighs.
Their eyes were glued hotly together as her father reached down and guided his massive hard on between her wet cunt lips. Cheryl bit her lower lip. She held her breath, wincing slightly as the stiff prick penetrated her pussy, going in so deep that involuntary tears sprung from her eyes.
"Oh God!" she panted. "It's so... big!"
"Am I hurting you?"
"No! Oh no!" She began to churn her hips, throwing her arms around his neck. "NO, please fuck me. Oh Daddy, fuck me!"
And even though his lust for her was urgent, now his skill came into play. Age and experience made it possible for him to fuck her just as wildly as her brothers had but without coming. They had passionately jabbed and pierced her pussy, then exploded with hot jism in seconds.
But with her father he drew his enormous cock out of her pussy, and then pushed it slowly back in again repeatedly, making her shutter and mew with demented desire. Somehow the hard edge of his prick found the swollen nub of her cunt each time making her clench and moan with unbearable pleasure.
"Oooooohhhhnnnn," she moaned, writhing sensually beneath his stroking prick. "Ummmmmm, oh yesssss! Ohhnnnnn! God, yessssss!"
The bliss was unbelievable. Her father fucked her with slow, clever skill. His hands explored her naked body, stroking her long silky back, rubbing her aching tits, grabbing her ass and digging his fingers into it. At the same time his huge cock slid in and out of her simmering pussy, making her sigh helplessly as her pleasure increased.
He seemed to sense easily each new level of her arousal. The warm feathery waves of pleasure that fluttered through her cunt grew quickly into a sharp, urgent throbbing. She locked her thighs around her father's thrusting hips as he began to fuck her more rapidly. Now his gigantic prick probed her creaming slit more toughly. Cheryl gasped and panted wildly, feeling the incredible pleasures mount.
"Unhhh! Ungh!" she grunted softly, shimmying her ass as she felt her father's stupendous prick penetrate her cunt deeply. "Ohhh! God, yes! Unhh! God, Daddy, I'm going to come!"
"Oh, baby! Oh baby!" he said, as he began to fuck her pussy fiercely.
Cheryl felt a firestorm of uncontrollable lust sweep over them. They were locked together panting and gasping, bucking and thrusting wildly. Out of control, she sobbed with hot pleasure and raked her father's back with his fingernails, pushing her cunt up into his hammering cock. She could feel a whoppet of a climax only seconds away.
And he seemed to be as close as she was. He knew how to make them both come together, and the closer Cheryl got the more he knew how to bring her off. Suddenly he dropped his mouth to her tits again. His hands gripped her ass roughly, squeezing her cheeks, while his enormous spike of a cock speared her tingling pussy again and again.
Cheryl clumped her thighs around his swirling hips, threw her arms around his neck hung on for dear life. Her mother's creaked, and bounced under thorn. She whimpered and mewled with unholy abandon almost passing out from the intensity of pleasure that gripped her.
"Cheryl... I'm sorry," he whispered. "I... we shouldn't have done this."
But Cheryl hugged him tightly, churning her hips again, feeling his slackening monster of a cock slide in and out of her pussy.
"Oh yes. Oh yes, Daddy," she murmured, sticking her tongue into his ear. "We had to do it. I wanted you to fuck me. I still want you to fuck me. Oh, your cock is so big and beautiful."
"But..." he tried to interrupt her.
But Cheryl wouldn't let him speak. She knew he was feeling guilty, but she didn't want to let it get the better of him. She squirmed aside, letting his softening prick slip out of her wet cunt. Then she slithered down and took it between her firm young tits, nestling it between the round globes. She rolled her tits over his cock, rubbing it, bending her head down and licking the fat tip of it.
The whole thing excited her so much that her nipples grew stiff and rubbery again.
When she rubbed them against the shaft of his cock hot darts of fresh pleasure leapt through her pussy, still wet with her father's jism. And her caresses had the desired effect on him too.
His cock began to recover almost immediately. It swelled and throbbed between her tits, growing stiff and jumping. Oh good, oh good! She thought now you'll be able to fuck me again. God, I want it!
"Oh Cheryl!" her father moaned, his whole body stiff with lust.
"Yes!" she panted back to him. "Take me. Fuck me again! I didn't get enough the first time! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
"Oh Cheryl!" he gasped again, groping with both hands for her ass.
He grabbed her squirming hips and forced her onto her stomach. His urgent hands on the smooth moons of her ass made Cheryl quiver with hot excitement. Again she could feel the fierce stalk of his huge prick probing her buttery cunt lips. It slid into her, filling her with stiff twitching meat.
"Ohhhnnnnnn Daddy!" she gasped, feeling his mouth on her smooth silky back and shoulders.
"Cheryl... Cheryl!" he panted, beginning to fuck her again.
She swirled her ass and cunt back into his forward thrusts, straining up off the mattress... with her body so that he could encircle her, with his arms and fill his hands with her tits. Struggling up onto her knees and elbows, she made soft animalistic grunts deep in her throat as she pushed her flaming pussy back into his plunging tool.
"Unnnnn, oh God, unngghhh!" she groaned, tossing her head, jamming her groin down on his up rearing cock.
This time the sheer obscenity of it seemed to engulf then both. The fact that they were father and daughter had nothing to do with it. Instead they were merely animals in heat, fucking and gasping, locked together in a union of incredible intensity.
Cheryl groaned and cried out with wild passion as she felt her father's monstrous stiff cock pierce her spasming pussy to the quick. His hands squeezed her tits roughly and pulled her body back sharply into his up rearing prick, making her squeal and whinny with delight. He fucked her with an unrestrained passion that made his sons seem puny by comparison.
Cheryl's body felt like hot jelly in his hands, pliant and supple, oozing with fuck juice, writhing and twisting under his hammering prick. Every cell in her body pulsed with hot pleasure and each time his ferocious prick stabbed into her again it was like electrical wires lit up all through her shuddering flesh.
"Ohhnnngggg! Ungh! Ungh! Oh yes! Unghh! Annggghhhh! Owwhhh! Unh! Oh yes, harder! Harder, Daddy! Fuck me hard! Hard! Yes! Unghhh!" she gasped, shimmying her ass and cunt, biting her lip as his cock nearly lifted her body off the king-sized mattress.
Finally the wild animalistic crescendo peaked. The orgasm hit Cheryl like a train. One second she was bucking and gasping with wild pleasure the next second she was shattered by a horrible collision with an ecstasy that wrenched strangled cries of bliss from her constricted throat.
Her father's savage rearing cock exploded deep inside her creaming and the hot pussy spurts of cum set off a bomb in her.
"Ohhnnneeeeee!" she shrieked, flipping and churning crazily under his still pumping cock. "Anngghhh! Oh! Anangghiiieeeeee!"
It seemed to go on forever, with a throbbing that was so intense it was almost painful. For a brief moment the pleasure made her black out, and when she came to her father was slumped down over her back, pinning her to the bed, his hot pants still chuffing in her ear.
Finally he rolled off her. He gathered Cheryl into his arms, kissing her face everywhere, stroking her still tingling body. Cheryl reached down and touched his cock, seeing him wince slightly as she squeezed it.
"Does it hurt?" she murmured.
"It's a little tender," he said. "I haven't had a fuck like that, Cheryl, since I was in my early twenties."
"Mmmmmm, good," Cheryl smiled, snuggling up to him. "Was it with mommy?"
"Like mother like daughter, I guess," her father grinned, unable to keep his hands off her ass again.
"Was I as good as her?" Cheryl asked him coyly.
"I can tell you one thing," he said. "There was never anybody better."
"Mmmmmm," Cheryl hummed contentedly.
She rested her head on her father's shoulder and drifted off into a happy sleep, drugged with sensual fulfillment, and happy in the thought that when she awoke there would be time for much more.
Chapter Seven
Even though her father didn't have the stamina of his sons, he made up for it by staying in town three days longer than he had planned. During that time he took Cheryl to his hotel room so they could be more private, he said and fucked her morning, noon and night.
The more they fucked, the more they began to feel the guilt of what they were doing. But somehow it only made their fucking more wild and hot. The wicked pleasure of feeling her own father's enormous cock sliding in and out of her tight clinging pussy made Cheryl nearly faint with sharp bliss. And his skill was so great that she had heart stopping orgasms that left her moaning with unbearable pleasure.
But finally it had to come to an end. Her father had to leave, to get back to his job overseas. He fucked Cheryl one last blistering time, leaving her limp and panting with sensual fulfillment. Then they said good bye, with Cheryl promising to visit him in Europe as soon as she saved enough money to get there.
For days after he left she seemed to live in a dream world. She walked around half dazed, recalling the hot crackling guilt of her secret fucks with her father. Just thinking of him would make her pussy wet and her nipples tighten up. She tried to get over it but couldn't forget him.
Even her brothers looked at her strangely when she passed them in the hallway. Their eyes flickered with the memories of what she had done with them. At the saint time they seemed almost envious, as if they sensed that she had gone on to even pester depths of shame, and heights of ecstasy.
One afternoon when she was alone. Mike came by again. She had not seen him since the evening when he took her cherry. She had thought about it often, her pulse growing fluttery and her cunt wetting each time. But now, when he stood there in the doorway, waiting to be invited in, her knees grew weak.
She could feel her heart race. She had always known there would be another time but hadn't dared to think about it. Fucking with him the first time had been so wrong, yet so wonderful. And then it had led to fucking with her older brothers, and with Shana and Cliff, and with her father.
But Mike was where it had all started. She couldn't help going all mushy inside now that she saw him again.
"Hi, stranger," he winked. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
"Oh! Of course," Cheryl said nervously, opening the door and stepping back.
"Did I wake you up or something?" Mike asked. "You seem like you're in another world."
Cheryl smiled warmly, quickly coming back to the present. She led her brother into the living room.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I was just thinking."
"About what?" Mike grinned.
"I guess you probably know," Cheryl said, suddenly feeling bashful in front of him.
Mike came over to his sister and put his arms around her. Cheryl offered her mouth to him, feeling his lips crush hers passionately. Mike's hands fell to her ass, squeezing the cheeks, pulling her groin into his.
"I've missed you, baby sister," he murmured into ear.
"I've missed you too," Cheryl breathed.
She too dropped her hands, rubbing his swollen prick through the cloth of his pants. It was a big crumpled piece of pulsing gristle in her fingers. The very first cock she had felt inside of her. Mike's lips on her neck made her shiver with excitement. His tongue in her cunt made a pre-orgasmic jolt of fire shoot through her pussy.
"But you didn't have to tell Shana about us, did you?" she pouted.
"She found your blood on my cock," Mike said. "I thought she'd understand better if I told the truth, instead of thinking it was just any woman."
"It just made her want to fuck me too," Cheryl whispered.
"I know," Mike said.
"You do?"
"We don't keep secrets from one another." Cheryl suddenly felt like her sex life was an open book. And yet she was so excited by the moment that she couldn't let anything else get in the way of it. She dropped to her knees in front of her brother, unzipping his fly pulling his cock put through the slit in his shorts.
It was already stiff and throbbing, its thick shaft rippling with exploding veins, the knob on the end bulbous and swollen. Cheryl held it in both hands and ran her tongue all over it. Her brother's thighs tensed sharply. He gulped quick breaths. She teased him for a long time with her tongue and lips, rubbing his thick heavy balls in her fingers.
"Oh, I want to suck you," she panted. "I want you to come in my mouth. And shoot it all over my face."
"Oh Cheryl!" her brother gasped, unable to contain his excitement.
He drew her down with him to the floor of the living room. Together they unfastened his belt buckle and unzipped his fly. Cheryl pulled his pants and his shorts down around his thighs. Now she had his naked cock and balls in her hands, and she dove on him with her open mouth, sucking him hungrily.
She took his jerking stiff prick deep into her mouth, feeling it push up against the back of her throat. It made her gag softly with lust, and she let it out slowly, clinging to the shaft with her sensual lips. When his swollen cockhead reached her wet lips, she clamped them down on it, giving him short sharp sucks that had Mike moaning and whimpering like a baby.
Oh good, good! Cheryl thought. I'm driving you crazy! You're going to come, and let me drink it! Quick, quick! You're going to come!
She was torn between bringing him off and stopping right now so that she could get him to fuck her. Her own body burned with sexual fires, and the hot fuck-itch in her pussy was almost unbearably intense. Clod, I want him to fuck me! She thought wildly. But I want him to come in my mouth too!
And Mike aroused her further by clawing desperately at her even while she sucked his cock. His frantic hands pulled her sweater up so that he could reach the clasp of her bra. Somehow he got it unfastened and slid his hands wider her loose cups, filling his palms with her warm round tits.
Cheryl's eyes rolled up behind her eyelids as she felt his fingers pinching and rolling her sensitive nipples. She scooted sideways to make it easier for him, never taking her mouth off his twitching wet prick for an instant. He squeezed I her throbbing tits and thrusted one hand down between her thighs, rubbing her wet crotch vigorously through her pants.
"God... I want you to fuck me, Mike," she whimpered.
Then she dove on his prick again, gagging once more as he began instinctively to churn his hips upward, fucking her mouth. Suddenly his hands left her body and clutched her head. She could taste the tart fluids of his early cum in her mouth and knew he was going to explode. He would have to fuck her later.
Right now she meant for the explosion to be wild. His strong hands jammed her mouth down on his up rearing cock again and again. And Cheryl sucked him and pulled on his cock with her slinging lips for all she was worth.
Oh come! She thought, quivering and panting with uncontrollable sexual excitement.
"Oh, come, come! Come on, Mike! Shoot it into my mouth! Let me drink you! Let me drink you."
A storm of unbelievable lust swept over them. Gasping and sucking heatedly, Cheryl felt her brother's whole body stiffen. His cock seemed to swell up inside her mouth to twice its normal size. Oh God, now, now! Slid thought.
"Ummggbppphh!" Mike suddenly grunted. His jerking hips nearly drove his cock all the way down her throat. Suddenly the warm spurting jets of his cum filled Cheryl's mouth. She gulped and swallowed frantically, pumping his cock with her hands, squeezing out more of the delicious jism, drinking and slurping it thirstily.
"Yes yes yes!" she gasped.
She took his still jumping cock out of her mouth and pressed it lovingly against her cheeks, her chin. Then she took it between her aching young tits, smothering it with them, watching Mike's face grimace with intense pleasure.
"Ohhh, it's so good! So good!" she sighed.
"You're telling me!" Mike panted, stroking her bare shoulders.
But now his cock began to go soft. Cheryl pouted a little. She cradled it in both hands again and kissed it from top to bottom.
"Only now you won't be able to fuck me," she complained.
But suddenly she sensed something unusual. She could tell from the look on Mike's face. Someone else was in the room with them! Her eyes followed Mike's to the doorway. It was her brother David!
He stood there paralyzed in one spot, as if in a hypnotic trance. His eyes were fastened on Cheryl's naked upper body, devouring her upswept young tits. God, it's not as if you haven't seen me naked before, David! She thought. That time when we did it I thought you were going to suck my nipples right off.
But she quickly realized what was wrong. She had fucked both of them individually, but neither of them knew that. No wonder everyone was so uncomfortable. Mike was the first one to speak.
"David," he said with false nonchalance. "It's... Well, it's not really what you think."
He made a grab for his trousers, tossing Cheryl's sweater in her direction at the same time. She thought it was so funny that she began to giggle. How could it be anything but what David thought it was? She had just been rolling Mike's exhausted prick around in her tits and pouting that he couldn't fuck her.
But David said nothing. He simply kept staring at them both, as if unable to believe his eyes.
"I'm sorry," he finally said, very softly. "I guess I'd better leave."
He half turned to go. But Cheryl, without really knowing why, found herself saying, "Oh, don't go, David. Please?"
He stopped, turning back. Mike looked at Cheryl as if she were crazy. But she knew she couldn't pass up the opportunity. Both of her brothers! And at the same time, too! Slowly, tantalizingly, she began to unzip her jeans.
"Wouldn't you like to stay?" she murmured softly. "I mean, we could have a little party. Just the three of us."
She slipped her jeans down her shapely hips and kicked them off her feet. Next she hooked her thumbs under the elastic band of her panties and inched them slowly down her tawny thighs. David's breathing grew quicker as he watched. He shifted on his feet, and his eyes burned into her naked flesh.
Even Mike was speechless, aroused again too. Both of them watched as she kicked the panties off and spread her legs sexily, letting them glimpse the puckering pink wet slit of her tender pussy. She ran one finger up and down in the glistening groove, letting them see how wet and ready she was.
"David..." she whispered in her sultriest voice. "Why don't you come here and kiss it? God, I want you to kiss it!"
Neither of her brothers knew what to do. Both of them were eating her body alive with their burning eyes, but they didn't move. Cheryl ran her hands sensually over her hot flesh, stroking her firm thighs. She cupped her full tits in her palms, brushing the plump nipples with her thumbs until they grew pointed and rubbery.
At the same time she looked poutingly at David, licking her lips, daring him with her eyes to come and fuck her. You don't need to be afraid of what Mike thinks, her eyes told him. He's fucked me too. In fact, as soon as his prick gets hard he's going to fuck me too. Both of you. Can't you see how exciting it is?
"David... please," she begged softly, pressing the silky inner flesh of her thighs with both hands, trying to withstand the craving.
Finally David took a step toward her. She held her arms up to him. He slowly sank to the floor between her spread thighs, and bent his head down into the simmering vee of her crotch.
"Oh yes, yes!" Cheryl sighed, arching her back as she felt his tongue slither up into her runny furrow. "Ahhhhh! Ohhhnnnnnn yesssssss!"
The pleasure and excitement was almost too much for her to bear. David's tongue rooted in her wet pussy, sending flames of bliss coursing through her quivering flesh. Her hands clawed at his shoulders, trying to tear off his shirt. His lips found her clit and brought tight little yelps of uncontrollable ecstasy from deep in her throat.
"Unhhiee! Ohhh! Unhhiieee!" she whimpered, her luscious body writhing and flipping on the living room rug. "Oh David, fuck me!" she cried out. "Please! Fuck me!"
Through a hot fog of lust she remembered how gigantic her brother David's cock was. Again she looked on in amazement as he stripped off his pants hurriedly and his monster cock popped free. It was a huge throbbing arm of flesh, standing stiff and mighty. Cheryl felt the pulse in her throat accelerate frantically.
"Oh God, yes!" she panted, pulling him down to her. "Put it in me. Fuck me, David. Fuck me hard. Please!"
And as before, David didn't waste any time. Cheryl helped him guide the fat swollen head of his enormous prick between her puckering cuntlips. Then she held her breath as the arrogant stalk slid into her.
"Ah! Unghh! Not too fast!" she gasped, feeling her poor pussy nearly split in two by the monstrous thing.
But it only took a second for her slit to expand. She threw her arms around David's shoulders and pitched her cunt up into his iron hard cockshaft, feeling it penetrate her now to he depths.
"Aaabowwnnnngggg!" she moaned, wincing with hot pleasure pain as a shower of crackling lust sparks sprayed her twisting body.
"Oh Cheryl!" her brother gagged, beginning to thrust in and out of her wildly.
He fucked her like a rabbit, with no skill, only wild urgency. But that was okay with Cheryl. She was only seconds away from coming anyway. She clung to him, feeling the scratchiness of his shirt, which he had not taken off, against her naked tits.
She writhed and squirmed, pumping her crammed pussy up into his huge, hammering prick. The hot ecstasy of a crashing clear began to pour over her. The rough fabric rubbing across her nipples made them ache and throb. She arched her back and dug her fingernails into David's shoulders.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see her brother Mike watching them. He was on his hands and knees next to them, his own prick again engorged and jumping. But he made no move to join in. Instead he seemed riveted to the spot, his eyes fastened on David's huge cock reaming Cheryl's clasping pussy lips.
Suddenly she lifted her legs high in the air, propping them over David's shoulders, clamping his neck between her quivering knees. Now when his giant stalk pierced her it felt like it was going all the way up to her throat.
"Owwwnnhhhhhh!" she cried out, unable to believe the sharp intensity of pleasure that accompanied each one of her brother's fierce thrusts.
His hands were on her ass, clawing at her round cheeks. He drilled her flooding cunt again and again. And then the waves broke. A wrenching orgasm gripped her and at the same moment she felt the onrush of David's jism leaping out of his plunging cock into her.
"Ungghhh!" she grunted, flexing her shuddering body, gasping desperately for breath as the bombs of pleasure began to explode and rip through her. "Unngghhhh! Oh! Anngghhhiiieeee! Yieeeeee!"
David cried out wildly at nearly the same moment. His cock seemed to nail her quivering ass to the floor as it erupted. They squirmed wildly together, welded tight by a hot throbbing bliss that obliterated everything.
Cheryl didn't know how many minutes elapsed before she drifted, back to consciousness. David lay collapsed on top of her, panting softly, his rock-hard prick still embedded deep in her throbbing cunt. She wiped the sweat off his forehead with one hand, squeezing his bock lovingly with her pussy muscles.
"God, you both fuck so good!" she breathed, feeling Mike approach her again as she untangled her body from David.
She felt she was on a roll, her body trembling now to a pitch of pure sensuality that merit every tiny pleasure more intense than ever. It would be such a shame to stop.
"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she panted as David withdrew his cock and Mike nestled in between her thighs.
She bit her lower lip and gasped aloud as she felt his long prick slide up into the sleeve of her well lubricated cunt furrow. The stiff edge of his cock scraped along the distended bud of her pulsing clitty.
"Oh God yes!" she gasped. "Fuck me, Mike! Unghhh!"
Now it was David's turn to watch as his older brother Mike fucked their gorgeous sister with slow, deliberate strokes. Cheryl abandoned herself completely to Mike's patient method, facing her body smolder and simmer as the new sexual fires began to host up. The rough violence of David was replaced by Mike's clever skill. His hands and mouth explored her body as he fucked her.
His lips ringed her aching nipples, making them point and throb wildly. His tongue in her ear made her come unglued, sending spurts spasming honey fire through her pussy. She whimpered and mewled helplessly, pliant and supple in his strong arms as he brought her closer and closer to a powerful ecstasy.
Somehow through the waves of bliss that engulfed her she realized that her third brother, Johnny, had come home. Through a hot fog of lust she could see him standing awestruck in the doorway and behind him... Shana!
"Ohhnnnnn! Unnhhhhh!" she moaned, twisting wildly under Mike's thrusting cock, arching her back as it slammed again and again into her creaming pussy.
She could see Shana pulling Johnny into the living room, toward her and Mike. Shana's hands were on Johnny's belt buckle, her fingers probing his crotch.
"Come on, John," she was urging him. "Let's join it. Look, they're having such a good time. We don't want to be left out, do we?"
"Oh God, Mike, I'm going to come!" Cheryl whimpered, panting crazily as the preliminary spasms of a sharp orgasm stabbed her.
"Unh! Unh! Unghh!" her brother grunted, picking up the tempo.
His hands gripped her shimmying ass as shocks of her climax began to wrench Cheryl. She clawed his back and gagged, unable to cry out, throttled by the intensity of her ecstasy. The jolts of hot pleasure seemed to rip through her body.
"Aaannngghhhh!" she gagged, finally getting her breath. "Unngghiieeee!"
While Cheryl was coming Shana pulled Johnny's pants down around his ankles. She got his shorts down in seconds and peppered his jumping young cock with passionate kisses.
"Oh, Johnny, Johnny!" she gasped, running her tongue all over his strong throbbing tool. "God, what a beauty. Don't you want to put it in me, in your aunt Shana?"
Johnny nodded, spellbound with lust as he watched Shana suck his twitching prick. She slipped out of her blouse at the same time, unclasped her bra, and wriggled out of her jeans. Johnny's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he saw Shana's luscious, naked body.
David couldn't take his eyes off it either. His huge cock began to swell up again as heat on the floor beside them. Mike and Cheryl, exhausted from their own climax, watched curiously as Shana and Johnny sank to the floor next to them.
Johnny began to run his feverish hands and mouth all over Shana's delectable nakedness. He squeezed and sucked her firm round tits, digging his fingers into the resilient balls of flesh, lashing Shana's thick pink nipples with his frenzied tongue. Shana whimpered and squirmed, clutching his stiff cock urgently with her hands.
"Oh yesssss! Yes, oh yes! God, Johnny, suck me, yes!" she moaned, pulling his head down into her upswept tits.
Cheryl was curious to see how Mike reacted to the sight of his own younger brother fucking his wife. But Mike was just watching them with fascination, the same way she herself was. When Johnny's young cock slid into Shana's inflamed pussy, Mike gasped softly, and his eyes widened.
Cheryl herself felt her pulse quicken, in spite of the torrid fucking she had been through in the last hour. The sight of Shana's beauty stirred memories in her of the hot fucking they had shared. And the way Johnny's long, vigorous prick pierced Shana's cunt again and again got the itch in her own pussy going full speed again.
She could see that it was having the same effect on Mike. His cock was getting hard again, rising. She bent over and took it into her mouth.
His prick grew hard as a rock again sucked it. Mike ran his hands all over her naked back, slipping them down to her ass, probing the crack between her asscheeks. The swollen head of his cock nudged the back of Cheryl's throat, making her gag softly with happy lust.
Then she felt more hands on her body, on her tits, pinching her sensitive nipples. It was David, who couldn't leave her alone. She let Mike's stiff prick out of her mouth and took David's monster cock into it, sucking him gently as his fat prick shaft swelled and hardened.
"Mmmmmmm," she hummed, licking both of their cocks, holding them in her two hands and sucking them alternately. "Mmmmm, I love it, oh how I love it! I wish you could both fuck me at the same time."
"Well, I suppose that could be arranged," Mike said, grinning down at her as she dove on his rearing stiff prick one more time.
But Cheryl hardly heard him. She was so obsessed with the feast of hot throbbing stiff cocks that she could notice nothing else. She sucked and tongued both pricks, bringing gasps of delight from her two brothers. At the same time Johnny was fucking Shana like there was no tomorrow.
Shana's delighted yelps and squeals of lust aroused everyone in the room. She had her legs locked around Johnny's thrusting hips and was bucking wildly as he reamed her tight pussy. Cheryl hardly noticed that Mike had sent David off for something until David returned carrying a bottle of cooking oil from the kitchen.
She was so happy to get him back that she grabbed his huge swinging cock and began to suck it again, thrilled by the way it sprang erect again in seconds between her working lips. But Mike pulled her over on top of him, parting her thighs and slipping between them.
Before Cheryl quite knew what was happening he slid his stiff cock up into her wet cunt again. She gasped with pleasure as it penetrated her. At the same time Mike's hands caressed her smooth ass. He dug his fingers into the firm round moons of flesh.
Then suddenly David was rubbing the oil into the crack of her ass. The slippery sensation was wild.
"Oooooohhhhh!" she gasped, shivering as she felt his fingers tickling her tiny asshole.
Lubricated by the oil, two of David's fingers slipped into her ass. Cheryl winced as she felt the tiny hole expand to accommodate them. Mike kept fucking her pussy slowly while David's two fingers fucked her asshole. Only slowly did it dawn on her what they intended to do.
The realization made her pulse leap. God, yes! She thought crazily. They're both going to fuck me!
The memory of being fucked in the ass by Cliff while Shana gobbled her pussy came back to Cheryl. She remembered the excruciating orgasms of that day. Now it would be even more intense and exciting because the two who were going to fuck her were her own brothers!
"Oh, God, yes, get it in me! Get it in me, David!" she whimpered, sliding her throbbing pussy up and down on Mike's hard cockrod.
But she was shocked back into reality when she remembered the gigantic size of her brother David's prick. And he was going to shove it into her tiny asshole! God, Cliff's was big! She recalled. But David's... I don't know if I can take it!
But she didn't have any choice in the matter. Already, looking back over her shoulder, she could see David rubbing oil all over his huge twitching cock. It was a massive shiny pole of flesh, shooting straight out of his groin.
"Unnhhhhh!" Cheryl whimpered softly as he slipped his cock between her asscheeks.
With his thumbs he reopened her asshole and pushed the bulbous head of his enormous prick into it. Cheryl felt daggers of pain rip through her, followed excruciating spasms of hot pleasure. Her whole body shuddered uncontrollably.
"Oh! Ungh! Oh God... yes!" she sobbed, feeling the entire length of his fierce gigantic cockshaft slide into her ass.
Now her pussy and her asshole were both impaled on to her two brothers' cocks. Her quivering young body was pinned between them and they began to fuck her, gently at first, in a slow sensual rhythm that soon had her blood boiling with crazy lust.
Her mad desire was made even more reckless and wanton, by the wild sounds of passion that came from Shana's throat. Only a few feet away Johnny was fucking Shana with animalistic abandon. He had Shana's legs in the air, kicking above his shoulders, while he hammered away at her splayed cunt with his vigorous young cock.
Shana was squealing and mewling loudly. Suddenly she came. Her piercing shrieks of ecstasy jacked up Cheryl's own lust to a feverish pitch. Her whole body felt crammed and engorged with her brother's two hot stiff cocks. David's huge monster cock was on the verge of splitting her poor tortured asshole in two, but the pleasure was so intense that slit wouldn't dare ask him or his brother to atop. Mike held her face and kissed her mouth hungrily, slithering his tongue between her lips, rearing up with his hips to sink his cock deep in her pussy, just as David's enormous prick reamed her ass to the depths. Cheryl's whole body erupted in hot quivers. She didn't know how she could stand it!
But she didn't want it to stop. Not ever! David's arms encircled her from behind, grabbing her tits and squeezing than. He pushed than into Mike's mouth, and Mike licked and sucks her aching nipples wildly, making Cheryl moan and writhe. Nothing in her life had ever equaled this, not even the rough ass fucking she had received from Cliff.
Her two brothers fucked better with incredible lust but at the same time with a kind of tenderness that she knew they felt only for her. She was totally pliant and submissive in their arms, her body undulating warmly into them both.
"Ohhhhhnnnnn!" she moaned, wriggling and pumping her groin back into their piercing cocks. "Ohhhhnnnnn yesssss! Unghh! Oh! Owwcch! Unghhh! Oh God, fuck me, yes! It feels so good! Unghhh!"
She knew the tightness of her tiny asshole around David's monstrous cock was driving him crazy, she could tell by the uncontrollable hissing and panting that came from his mouth each time he sank his cock into her once again. And as for Cheryl, the gigantic stalk probing her asshole sparked alive nearly unbearable spasms of pleasure pain deep inside her body.
"Uummmmmm... oohhnnn!" she whimpered. "Ummmmeeeeee! Oh! Unghhh!"
She knew she was very close to a killing climax. And so were her two brothers. They began to rip and ream her ass and pussy fiercely with their stiff cocks, crushing her squirming body between them. David's fingers bit into her tits, and Mike's clawed her bare shoulders.
"Ummnngghhh!" Cheryl grunted. "Ohnnggg. I can't take it!" she whimpered. "Oh! I'm going to come!"
There was a tingle of pain her voice as she cried out. It seemed to her that the approaching orgasm might destroy ha, it was so powerful. Suddenly her brother David grunted. He squeezed her body fiercely, lunging his huge cock sharply up into her ass. Cheryl could feel the hot fountains of his jism erupting inside her.
The feeling sent her over the edge. Her quivering body stiffened. She seemed to lose consciousness as the thunderous shocks of a wrenching orgasm throttled her writhing flesh. Bigger and better it grew, shattering her, swelling and exploding again and again inside her plundered ass and ravished pussy.
"Unngghhhh!" she gagged, finally catching her breath. "Unngghhaiieeeeeee!"
Now Mike's cock began to spurt into her sumping cunt. David was still frantically jamming his prick up her ass, gasping and wincing as the intense sensations struck him. And Cheryl, whinnying crazily, pushed her ass and cunt back into their thrusting pricks, feeling fresh waves of climaxes pour over her.
"Aaaaaiiieeeeee!" she screamed, tossing her head, biting her lip as she tried to withstand the brutal pleasure that wracked her writhing body. "Ummmmggghhh! Ohhhnnnnnn! Yyyyyaaaaiiieeeeee!"
Just when it seemed about to subside another crashing jolt of orgasms would hit her. The pressure in her clit seemed to swell, pound, then explode into hot sparks of incredible bliss.
And even though they both had filled her with cum, her brothers didn't seem able to stop either. They kept fucking and raping her wildly, the three of them squirming, together in a hot mass of gasping pleasure.
Finally it was over. Still pinned between them, Cheryl kissed Mike passionately, then turned her head around and kissed David too. She glimpsed Shana and Johnny crouched on the floor next to them, wanting to get into the act too.
"No, don't take them out!" she said as she felt Mike and David trying to remove their cocks from her. "Oh, don't ever take them out! Please! I just want it to go on. Forever and ever!"
She leaned over and took her brother Johnny's cock into her mouth, feeling it swell and pulse as she sucked it, knowing that they weren't finished yet.
