When she had first felt his brother's friend's blood-engorged prick entering her, spreading and stretching her cuntal passage, pausing for a moment then sliding into her to its full length, she could have fainted from the pure joy of it, the wild sensations of his flexing shaft eliciting instinctive and involuntary movements of her own, her vagina seeming to act on its own, to suck him up, absorb him, full length, into her expectant, quivering belly. She moved back against him, rocking on her knees, her buttocks moving in tiny circles, signaling her need to him.
Ray knew then that she was ready for him, ready to take his lust-inflated cock, all of it, poundingly, into her seething, desire-ridden cunt to rock her with sexual power, a power that would bring her to the heights of ecstasy… and he was ready, too, the ache in his throbbingly swollen cock almost too much for him to bear waiting any longer.
Moving then, slowly, with long, smooth strokes, kneeling behind her, strong hands clasping her hips, his own loins flexing fluidly, he began to piston his aching cock in and out of her moist, clasping cuntal passage. He didn't grind or ram; rather, he established a steady stroking motion into her hot clasping passage that did not, as yet, hit all the way up to the bottom of her womb. He didn't want to rush himself, or hurry her too much; there was still plenty of time, so he stroked her, smoothly and slowly, waiting for her response. He knew it would come, shortly… and when it did, he would give her everything he had with piledriver force! Wait! There's still time!
Now, his hand cupped her full-rounded buttocks, squeezing and massaging, then drifted down the widespread cleft, his finger searching there for the secret, puckered, little nether mouth that nestled between the working, trembling mounds.
The tall youth's finger probed at the tiny, brown ring then circled it, teasingly, before he slipped it down further to moisten it in the viscous fluids of her cuntal opening.
Then, with his long, lubricated middle finger, he probed at the warm, spongy opening between her full, flexing ass cheeks. He found it and pressed into it, slowly and gently, to the first knuckle. Her body jerked once, jockeying forward away from the unnatural presence in her backside, then, unexplainably, she screwed her trembling loins back on his finger until it slipped through the resisting ring of muscle and it was absorbed, fully, his palm flat against the wildly flexing cheeks of her white, perfectly sculpted buttocks.
"Oh! OOOOooooh!" she groaned. "That h-hurts…!"
Ray gave a short, raucous laugh. "You mean it hurts good… don't you?" he asked.
In a sudden flash of insight, she realized that he was right. "Y-Yes… oh, yeeeeeesssss! It does! I–It h-hurts… good!" she murmured.
As she jerked away from Ray's finger in her backside, she had, instinctively, lifted her head back and away from Donnie's prick that was still imbedded deeply in her throat. His massive cock pulled, moistly, from her mouth as she moaned with the first pain of it, but Donnie would have none of that. He reached out for her head and guided her once more to it, saying, gutturally, "Come on, Sis… stay with it!" Brutally, he shoved his sensate cock back into her mouth. "Keep sucking!" he ordered.
She could do nothing else! Her ovalled lips were filled, again, his hardened flesh deep in her throat. Desperately, she swirled her warmly moist tongue around and around it, then hollowed her cheeks as she sucked on it.
"Now… start to move your head back and forth on it!" her brother commanded.
Instantly, she obeyed him, moving her head and, consequently, her whole torso back and forth, the length of him sliding, easily, in and out of her mouth, rhythmically.
As she moved, she counterpointed Ray's pistoning cock that moved smoothly in her clasping cuntal passage from behind, his member throbbingly aware of her movements against him.
Charity's breath began to come more deeply and her eyes were glazing as the sensations in her belly, in the depths of her vagina became a raging, unquenchable fire, except in rapturous orgasm… and as she moved between the two boys, she suddenly realized that she was filled, completely filled… in all her bodily openings. She had never known that it was possible.
Now! Behind her, Ray couldn't wait any longer; she was responding. She was fucking back, her buttocks squirming back against his hairy loins, the moving sheath of her warm, moist pussy inciting him, bringing him to the very brink of his own rapture. He had to give her all he had, now! With a deep-throated groan, he flicked his hips forward and began to plunge his steel-hard rod of flesh deep into her pulsing, now needful cunt.
With pile-driving force, he rammed into her, driving his ever-expanding young cock deep into the searing, coraline depths of her, his pubic hair smacking into his own hand between them where his long finger drubbed up into the soft sponginess of her anus. Under the double ravishment of her loins, she groaned in pleasure-pain, the exquisite sensations now beginning to scale the full heights of passion.
As he soared into her, Ray could feel the bulging presence of his finger through the thin separating tissue of flesh between her back passage and her vaginal vault. It contacted his lust-inflated cock-head on each in-out movement. It was a series of wild, unbelievable sensations that incited him to ever more powerful thrustings into the tight moistness of her seething young pussy.
Ray knew that the fiery dam in his balls would have to give way, soon. He could feel his orgasm nearing, the ache in his sensate cock becoming almost unbearable. Quickly, he pulled his finger from her anal passage; there was a slight pop and a faint hiss as it slipped out of the puckered ring of flesh; then looking down, he watched with fascination as the hardened rod of his prick rode in and out, poundingly, glistening ivory-white with viscous moisture.
Grasping her hips with both hands, he began jackhammering it into her. It was like a monstrous pole, pulsing and alive, sliding in and out of the smooth wet depths of her hotly clenching cunt, his hairy loins smacking, now, up against the round protuberances of her full buttocks and into the hairless valley between them.
In front of her, her brother knelt, his lust-inflated cock deep in his sister's throat. He looked down at his own hardness, the saliva bathed rod of flesh glistening and disappearing to the root right into her tiny ovaled mouth, her lips creeping up over him to devour it completely, then as she moved her head back, several inches of his long youthful prick was revealed, moistly white. As he watched, he could see tiny fleshy portions of her lips pulled out on withdrawal, then stuffed back in again when she absorbed it deep into her throat, her lips sliding, moistly and easily along his hard shaft of flesh.
Charity had at first felt revulsion when her brother had forced her to take his cock into her mouth. She had gagged and felt sick, but with the building rapture in her loins, the tension of impending orgasm that she knew must come soon, she began to experience a definite erotic, sexy sensation, centering around her mouth and throat as his hard young cock moved in and out of her oral cavern with each rhythmic motion of her own head.
Suddenly, she surrendered to the salacious sensations of the double entry into her body: her brother's friend's thundering cock behind her soaring into her hot, moist cunt… and Don's, hard and long, slipping easily, now, into her warm receptive mouth. She reached out a hand to between her brother's thighs and fondled the tight, wrinkled sac containing his sperm-swollen testicles. To her, it was an unexplainable paradox. That which she had reviled, earlier, now had become something she could accept… even like. Now, it was a desire. She wanted to do it!