"Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck! " she moaned over and over. She felt as if every nerve in her body were centred around her two holes. She could feel every ridge and bump on the two cocks.
The brothers seemed to pick up the pace of their fucking, each of them trying to see which one could fuck her the fastest and the hardest, and th eeffect on Keri was mind-blowing. Her body began to shake and quiver. Her stomach began to heat up and she knew that she was in for one of the most intense climaxes ever. She began to work her hips up and down, matching their strokes, trying to take as much of the two cocks as she could.
"Now!" she heard Mark cry.
He drove his cock all the way into her and ground his hips against her ass frantically. Seconds later his hot cum shot out of his cock and began to flood her hole.
Just as her own body started to react to this, Steven fucked his cock into her cunt all the way and began to unload his jism. This was more than Keri could take and her own climax exploded.
The muscles of her pussy clamped down around Steve's cock, while the muscles of her ass trapped Mark's. Neither of the two could have pulled thei rcocks out of her at that moment if their lives had depended on it.
Keri bucked wildly between the two of them, moaning as wave after wave of orgasm swept over her with each spurt of their juice. She didn't know how long it lasted, although it felt like a lifetime, but gradually her body began to relax. Mark eased his cock out of her ass and rolled off of her, collapsing on the bed next to her and Steve, panting heavily.
Keri gradually eased herself up on her hands, sitting up with Steve's cock still in her cunt, even though it was rapidly going flaccid. She could feel cum running out of her ass and her cunt. "We better get dressed," she said weakly.
HAPTER TWELVE
Keri stood behind Chris on the patio watching the others around her. She had showered and changed into another bathing suit, another skimpy bikini, just moments before her dad and Susan got home. Her dad had looked at her and raised his eyebrows when the two of them were alone in the kitchen for a moment and she had smiled and nodded her head.
"They're good, Daddy," she whispered, coming up to him and kissing him, one hand going down to gently squeeze his massive cock. "But not as good as you."
"Better than Chris?" he had asked with a smile.
She thought about it for a moment and shook her head. "No, not really. They both have big cocks, and they definitely know how to use them, but with Chris there is that something special-love, I guess-that makes it a hundred times better. With Steve and Mark it's just sex, just fucking, but with Chris it's more. A lot more."
"Good," her father said, kissing the top of her head. That's the way it should be."
"You really like Chris, don't you?"
"Yes, I do. He's the type of man I wouldn't mind having for a son-in-law, should you be inclined to think along those lines."
Now, as she stood next to Chris she looked at him out of the corner of her eyes and thought about what her father had said. Chris was very good-looking, as any chick at college would attest to. He was a top athlete with possibilities of playing professional football or baseball, and was carrying nearly a straight A average in all his classes. He was a business major and had already received some offers from top firms.
But more important than all of that, she knew he loved her with all his heart. She knew that she was the centre of his life. It wasn't as if she could wrap him around her little finger, because he was not that type of man. He was gentle, but strong, would listen to her and discuss any problems they might have, willing to work for a compromise. He was, she told herself, about as close to her father and what she wanted in a man as she was every likely to find. In simple words, she loved him and she didn't want to lose him.
She heard laughter and looked across the pool to where her father, Susan and Mary were all standing. They were laughing at something Susan had said and Keri took that opportunity to study the three of them.
Susan and Mary were both beautiful women, but in almost completely different ways.
Susan was tall, with a figure that belonged in girlie magazines. Her red hair seemed to be a crown which capped off her beauty. In her bathing suit, a skimpy one-piece, she looked as if she were ready to pose for a photo spread.
Mary, on the other hand, was more petit. Her tits were not really small, but they were not as large as either Susan's or Keri's own, although they were beautifully formed and firm, as evidenced by the top of her bikini. She had a flat tummy and a nicely rounded ass, and beautiful legs. She had short dark hair which framed her face, and there seemed to be an air of naivete about her that Keri knew men found attractive.
"You know," she said, turning towards Chris with a smile, "if my father had met your mom before he met Susan, I think he might have fallen for her. She really is a good-looking woman."
"Yeah, she is," Chris said, looking across the pool at his mother. "But that might have caused some problems for us," he told her with a grin.
"Oh? How?"
"Well, I guess it would be a little hard for me to ask my step sister to marry me, now wouldn't it?" he said softly, looking deeply into her eyes.
Keri nearly dropped her drink! Did she hear him right? "Wha…what did you say?" she asked in a whisper.
"I said," he replied with a grin, "that it would be a little hard for me to ask my stepsister to marry me. But since you aren't my stepsister, then I don't have any problems with it. Will you marry me?"
Keri was stunned! But not so stunned that she couldn't set her glass down quickly and throw her arms around his neck, tears springing from her eyes. She moulded herself to him and cried, "Yes!", drawing the attention of all the others.
"Hey, what's going on over there?" she heard her father call.
"Come on," Chris told her, taking her hands and leading her around the pool to stand before David, Susan and Mary. Steve and Mark also quickly joined them from the pool.
"Sir," Chris said, looking at Keri's dad solemnly, his voice low but clear and strong. "I would like to marry Keri. I've asked her and she has said yes, but I would like to know that it is all right with you."
Keri's heart was beating wildly as her father looked at Chris and frowned. But she knew that frown, and it wasn't one of disapproval, but rather one he used to tease her with at times. She watched him look at Susan and then at Mary, with the two women joining in the game.
"So, you would like to marry my daughter?" he said flatly.
"Yes sir."
"And what makes you think you can be the man she needs?"
"I have a number of good job offers for when I graduate in a few months and will start at a salary of not less than fifty thousand a year. I have also been offered contracts in both professional football and baseball if I want to go that route, which I don't."
"Money isn't the only thing in a marriage, although it has been the ruin of quite a few of them. What else do you have to offer I wouldn't want my daughter marrying a man just for a meal ticket. If that were the case, I wouldn't want her to marry at all, as I have plenty of money for her."
"Yes, I know that. But money aside, I love Keri," Chris replied, standing straight and tall as he slipped his right arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.
"I've never loved anyone the way I love her, and I know that I never will.
"Keri makes me happier than anyone I've ever known, and I feel that I can do the same for her. I know that marriage is a partnership, something which has to be worked at, not just taken for granted, and I'm willing to be her partner and have her for mine. I think we both are willing and able to work hard together to make a good marriage."