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The feelings were just wonderful. I had my arms around her in a big bear hug, when the door opened, and the boys barged in. Becky, of course, gave a jerk and tried to get up, but this felt so good, and there was nothing new for the boys to see, so I held her firmly until she relaxed, and resumed snuggling.
I snapped at Jeff about not knocking, and he replied that I should be glad that it was him and Peter, and not mom and dad. He opined that if it were the parents, I'd not be able to sit for a week.
That got me to thinking, and while I was thinking I realized that I had to pee badly. So did Becky, so we got up, completely naked, and went to the bathroom, together of course. The wheels were spinning in my head, and I told Becky what I had in mind.
She thought that I'd lost it, my mind that is, but I was determined. We went back to the bedroom, and I very contritely told Jeff that I had been rude this morning, and that much of the debauchery of the past several days had been my fault, so I needed a good spanking.
I got the chair, and positioned it so that Peter and Becky would have a perfect view of all my assets, and grabbed a very shocked Jeff, and sat him down. In the process, I whispered in his ear that I wanted to convince Becky to give this a try, so we needed to keep this one under control, very much under control. I suggested 25 spanks of fairly low intensity.
There needed to be some pain, some sting, and some redness, but no intense pain, and no blistering. Those would wait for another day. When we were done, I wanted to be masturbated to a fantastic orgasm. Maybe he could even invite Peter and Becky to join in.
I draped myself over his lap. He was wearing shorts, so my tits were in contact with his left leg, and my mons was in contact with his right. Jeff, wonderful Jeff, slipped right into the role, and started to lecture me about my misdeeds while he gently rubbed my ass.
Then out of nowhere came the first spank; it was perfect, it stung deliciously, but wasn't too hard. More lecture, more spanks. I'm sure that my cheeks were crimson, I had deliberately allowed my legs fall apart exposing everything, and my juices were running down my pussy, and wetting his leg.
His legs didn't have a lot of hair, but there was just enough to delightfully scratch my tits. He went on and on, I was crying lightly, squirming, gripping his calf, feeling his erection through his shorts, and loving every minute of it. All too soon, it was over.
Jeff looked at Becky and Peter, and asked for some lotion. Peter was dying to get into the action, so he scrambled to be the first one to the lotion, and brought it over.
Jeff squirted some into his hand, warmed it up, and then started deliciously rubbing my cheeks; it was wonderful. Then he upped the ante by inviting Jeff to help. Talk about erotic; I was lying across my brother's lap, with him rubbing lotion into my ass, while my male cousin rubbed lotion into my upper thighs. This was heaven.
Then I felt another set of hands; Becky had joined in. She was working on my left leg and thigh, while Peter stayed with the right. As if by prior arrangement, they both started rubbing higher and higher until they got to the folds of my pussy.
Jeff got to my anus, and was rubbing there, while the other two ended up concentrating on my pussy. This was nirvana, I was having explosive orgasm after orgasm. As wonderful as it felt, I had other ideas, and rolled myself off of Jeff's lap.
I got up, still completely naked, grabbed the also completely naked Becky by the hands, and urged her over Jeff's knees. She was really scared, and resistant.
She was close enough that Jeff could gently turn her towards him, and he started gently rubbing her ass, sides, abdomen, back, everywhere but her pussy. Just a very sensual rub of everywhere he could reach without doing anything overtly sexual. I was looking into her eyes with love and compassion, and urging her to give it a try. Peter even joined in rubbing her neck and back.
After we all assured her that she could stop it at any time, ever so slowly, with a fair amount of resistance, I pulled her over Jeff's lap.
My brother knew exactly what to do; he gently rubbed her lower back and butt. I rubbed her upper back and shoulders, and her brother rubbed her thighs. We just rubbed and rubbed and rubbed.
When he felt like the time was right, Jeff asked if she was ready, and she in a very quiet little girl voice said that he could try.
The first fairly light spank landed, and Becky's head popped up, and a rush of air came from her mouth. Jeff followed up with more gentle rubbing. Then another spank, and more rubbing.
About five spanks later, Peter touched her, and announced that she was soaking wet; even wetter than I had been. With this revelation, Jeff started spanking in earnest. Not too hard, but enough to sting, and enough to leave her bottom quite red.
Becky was meeting his spanks, and bouncing all over the place. Her moans could probably be heard next door.
When he reached 25, Becks was crying, hiccuping, squirming all over the place, and having orgasm after orgasm. We all continued our gentle massage until she had come down completely.
If everyone was willing, Jeff said that he had something he wanted to try. He felt like Rebecca would be the perfect person to try it on. He later confessed to me that he felt like I would be more willing to help further the process.
He lovingly stood her up, hugged her, gently stroked her ass, and guided her to the bed. There he laid her down on her side, facing away from him, and continued to gently stroke her back and hips. He then had Peter get on other side of the bed. He continued his massage, as he began to plant kisses on her posterior, while he encouraged Peter to do the same in the front. He licked every inch of her ass even trailing his tongue from one end of her crack to the other.
This elicited a sigh, so he went to work on her crack in earnest. Meanwhile, Peter was very busy in the front.
Rebecca clearly had no idea what to do; the stimulation was obviously more than she had ever experienced. I was standing there wondering what I should do, when Jeff suggested that I lift her leg so that they boys could gain easier access to the important parts.
I grabbed her top leg, and lifted it while gently stroking her upper thigh. Somewhere during this time, Jeff's tongue made contact with Rebecca's anus, and she let out a hissed "YES!". Jeff breathed a sigh of relief; he'd reached his target, and she hadn't resisted. Encouraged by this, he spread her cheeks almost to the point of being painful, and really started working on her starfish.
Peter was lapping at her clit, and Jeff was performing full analingous. She was clenching and un-clenching her fingers and toes while she was experiencing continuous orgasms. Her anus was in total spasm, almost winking.
I was so excited that I couldn't stand it. The slurping and moaning were too much to deal with; I would have given anything to trade places with Becks. Hell, I would have traded with either of the boys!
That thought alone got me to thinking, and I got down next to Peter and nudged him out of the way. I dove in, to receive my very first direct taste of pussy. It was fantastic.
While I was busy with Becky, I felt something happening to my ass, and realized that it was Peter giving me a tongue lashing, if you know what I mean. I can't begin to describe the feelings that overcame me; I had my tongue on and in Beck's pussy, occasionally touching my brother's tongue as he was in the same territory, and having my ass licked.
Before long, Peter made his tongue as firm as he could, and he started trying to tongue fuck my ass. That just made me dig deeper into Becky's snatch.
Much to my disappointment, I felt Peter's tongue leave my ass for a few seconds. I was about to beg him to resume when I felt him return. Then I realized to my horror that Peter's hands were on my hips. That left only one part of his anatomy that could be touching my ass, his dick. I thought that he couldn't possibly intend to stick that massive dick up there with saliva and a little residual lotion as the only lubes; that massive thing needed some serious lube. He removed all doubt when he started to push.
I was into pain, and ass fucking was really fun, but I was not into permanent injury. My problem was that in my ministrations to Becky, my hips were flush up against the bed, and they had no place to go. Peter started pushing, and the fireworks, not necessarily the good kind, went off in my head.
I really wanted to get away, but I was on my knees, and had zero leverage. Also, I suspect that in a Freudian sort of way, I wanted to see if I could take it, pain and all. He was pushing and pushing, and my ass was on fire. When the head popped in, I screamed; I was certain that I would never poop properly again.
Thankfully, he stopped, and allowed me time to adjust. I was busy licking Becky, and at the same time trying to catch my breath from the pain. My grip on Becky had to be painful, but she was so in the moment that she probably didn't notice.
She was stroking my back, but I doubt that she knew what was going on; she just wanted me to continue licking her slit.
The pain, the nastiness, Becky's moans and squirms, and the view of Jeff's tongue lapping at and trying to penetrate Beck's asshole were all so erotic that I steeled myself, and decided that I could get through it----maybe.
Jeff seeing the look on my face, got a concerned look on his, and he reached out and grabbed my shoulder in concern. I was crying, screaming, and, the truth is, loving it. Peter's dick felt like a telephone pole in my ass, and it was barely in. In an effort to take my mind away from my ass, I really went to town on the pussy right in front of my eyes.
After a very short while, Peter started inserting his weapon up my butt, an inch at a time. Every time he moved, I moaned in blissful agony. After what seemed like an hour, he bottomed out. I begged him to stop for a few minutes to give me time to adjust.
When I told him that it was OK to continue, he pulled it back, an inch at a time, until once again, only the head was in. Of course, every inch caused me to moan or gasp. In retrospect, I suspect that my grip was so tight, he was in pain as well. This one inch at a time, went on for several strokes, and with every movement, I moaned, which sent vibrations right up into Becky's pussy.
At times, I was so overcome by pain and pleasure that I couldn't continue with Becky; I'd just lay my head on her thigh, look at her kitty, and watch Jeff work on her ass. Becky seemed to understand.
Eventually, Peter was able to start stroking slowly, in and out. I could just imaging what my anus looked like stretched about that pole as it went back and forth.
With every stroke, the pain lessened, and the pleasure increased. I finally reached a tolerable pain level, and started meeting him on the down stroke. He correctly took this to mean that the pain was tolerable, and he could get busy.
He started pounding me so hard that the bed was shaking. He came, splashing my insides with warm cum, I came with my mouth wrapped around Becky's clit, which caused Becky to cum. The only person who was left out was my poor brother.
I had to make a run to the bathroom, to get rid of Peter's deposit, and when I came back, I was determined to help Jeff out.
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