Cindy's pussy might have been as hot as pits of hell, but she herself was in heaven. She munched on the big cock in her mouth, sucking it right down to the balls. The scent of Bill's hairy groin made her woozy with lust. The flavor of his sweaty cock made her mouth water continuously. Her spit drenched his balls, and he kept rubbing it in, rubbing it not only into his hairy ballsac, but between his legs up and down his asscrack. He felt a dirty itch in his asshole and slipped a finger up it, massaging his prostate as his cock squirmed in Cindy's mouth.
Cindy drank Bill's lube. She could sense that he was ready to come. She was ready to come, too – anytime. She tightened her cunt around Jeff's sliding cock and rubbed her ass hard against his belly. Jeff moaned, grunted like a bull. Cindy contracted her cunt rhythmically, manipulating Jeff's cock, cunt-sucking it, nearly skinning it alive. At the same time, she nearly sucked Bill's cock right out of his groin.
"Uhhhhhh!" The two young men bellowed in unison and ejaculated. "Uhhhh! Uhhhhh!" Cum gushed into Cindy's body from both ends.
She gagged on the superthick fuck-fluid in her throat, then swallowed it before he shot some more. As Bill's cock pulsed in her mouth, as his spunk slid down her throat in slimy gobs, Jeff's sizzling spunk shot up her crotch, splashing deep in her womb as his prickhead popped in and out of her womb mouth. The vibrating, flexing cocks inside her brought her to her climax. Her body convulsed and she moaned with ecstasy.
The two young men moaned with her as her fuckholes tightened around their pleasure-raw cocks. They fucked into her smacking mouth, into her sucking cunt, pumping their pleasure juices into her and thrilling her as she'd never been thrilled before. Her naked body quivered and undulated. She prickled from scalp to toes, the intense sensations pulsing out from her crotch, from her contracting loins. She wiggled and sucked, shivered and guzzled. She felt so good she prayed she could die with the feeling.
The young men humped until their cocks softened inside her, until they'd squeezed out every drop of spunk and pleasure. Their pricks slid from her fuckholes and dangled like wet sausages. They collapsed on the bed, groaning and catching their breaths as their minds cleared.
Cindy was still quivering with orgasmic bliss. She sat between them, smiling as she stroked their wet cocks. She wanted to take them both on again, just as soon as they got hard. She giggled as she massaged their balls.
Jeff opened his eyes. He shoved her groping hand away. "Jezebel! Harlot!"
Bill jumped up off the bed. He found his swim trunks and yanked them on. "We've sinned," he said. "Sweet Jesus, how we've sinned!"
Jeff leaped off the bed as if Cindy were a poisonous snake. He found his pants and quickly pulled them on. "It's her fault," he said, pointing at Cindy like a fired-up preacher. "She's Satan's harlot, sent to tempt us. Jesus will forgive us, Brother, but we must rid ourselves of this abomination. Be gone this instant, thou daughter of Satan! Be gone!"
"Be gone!" Bill said, holding up his Bible like a charm to ward Cindy off.
Jeff threw Cindy's bikini at her, then picked up his own Bible. As Cindy dressed, he and Bill read Bible verses out loud to each other alternately. They continued reading as Cindy stole quietly to the door.
"Jezebel!" they muttered as she let herself out, and they spat at her.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was a golden evening by the time Cindy arrived back at The Glades. After leaving the Holiday Inn she'd gone back to the beach in search of her towel and her clothes. She'd realized, upon returning to the car, that she'd left not only her towel on the beach when she'd gone off with Jeff and Bill, but her clothes as well. She hadn't been able to find her belongings where she'd left them on the beach. She was barefooted and bikini-clad as she drove her mother's Saab past the entrance sign of the ranch and down the mile-long, perfectly straight driveway.
She'd driven no farther than halfway up the drive when her path was blocked by a boy on a horse. It was Shawn Morgan, dressed in his cowboy hat and aquamarine swim briefs, and riding bareback. Trotting alongside Shawn's horse was a dog half as big as the stallion itself, the Great Dane stud that Cindy had watched fuck the bitch earlier.
Shawn tipped his hat to Cindy and rode up alongside the Saab. "So here you are finally, my sister I never even met yet. Where you been hiding out, Sis?"
"I'm not your sister," Cindy said. "I'm your stepsister it appears, but I'm definitely not your sister."
"What's the difference?" Shawn said. He slid off the horse and pulled open Cindy's door. "Sister, stepsister, what's the difference?"
He looked Cindy over as if she were a centerfold girl he was appraising in some magazine.
"Nice. Real nice."
"Yes," Cindy said. "Well, I'll be seeing you."
She reached for the door handle, but Shawn had a good hold on the door.
"Not so fast, where you running off to? We just met."
"So we have," Cindy said. "I've got things to do at the house, if you don't mind."
"What kind of things you got to do?" he said.
"None of your business! Now if you will please take your greasy little mitts off that door, I'll be going."
The boy frowned. "You got bugs up your ass or something, Sis? I'm just trying to be friendly."
"Stop calling me Sis. I am not your sister. Now will you let go of that door?"
"Sure," the boy said. He let go of the door, but then he stepped in front of it, thrusting his bulging crotch in Cindy's face. "How's that, Sis? Better?"
Cindy stammered but couldn't get out a word, not that she knew what she was trying to say anyway. Shawn's cock throbbed an inch away from her nose, perfectly outlined in his ultra-tight, ultra-thin swim briefs. She could smell the boy's virile scent. In less than a second, she'd lost any will to resist him.
Her pussy throbbed between her legs like a pounding fist. Her toes wiggled sensuously as the fuck-tension filled her loins. With a groan, she hooked her fingers inside the waistband of the boy's swim briefs and hauled them down. His cock sprang out and hit her in the face. It was steaming and sweaty, and it reeked of pussy. Her heart slamming, she grabbed it with two hands and devoured it, her lips sliding down his veiny cockshaft until blond pubic hairs tickled them.
Shawn moaned, his eyes rolling deliriously as his stepsister tongued and munched his cock. "That's more like it, Sis. Jesus, you give good head! Hey, watch it with that tongue, I don't wanna come yet."
Cindy's head bobbed. Her tongue churned and her lips smacked. She massaged the boy's fat balls. She was hungry for his spunk. Now that she'd had a taste of male cum, she craved more of it.
"I said, watch that tongue! Jesus!"
Shawn grabbed her head and yanked his cock out of her mouth. His prick flexed up and down, dripping with her spit. A few drops of watery fluid shot from his open piss-hole before his cock stopped flexing.
He sighed with relief, then pulled her out of the Saab and pushed her down on her hands and knees on the ground. He kneeled behind her and pulled down her bikini panties.
"Nice ass. Jesus Sis, you got a gorgeous ass!" Cindy gasped as he started to bite her ass-cheeks. She watched over her shoulder in disbelief as he licked out her asscrack, probed her asspucker with the tip of his tongue. When he started to lick and chew on her pussy, she moaned with lust, grinding her drooling cunt in his face. He plunged his nose and tongue between her crotchlips, sucking, licking, inhaling her scent. He sounded like a growling dog.
Suddenly, claws sank into Cindy's upper back. She faced forward again, her mouth gaping as she cried out with surprise and pain. Samson's wet dog-cock stuffed her open mouth.
She gagged on the potent flavor of dog-cock, almost vomited when she realized what was happening. There was nothing she could do about it, though. She was sandwiched between the humping Great Dane and her growling stepbrother. As the dog pistoned his drooling cock in her mouth, her stepbrother rammed his tongue in and out of her pussy.