A slight sob caught in her throat as she gave her shoulders a shake. The breasts bounced with meaty abandon before their hungry eyes. The cock in Vic's pajamas stretched up high and hard, Len's rod protruded against his pajamas until it pointed almost straight out.
She kept wiggling, kept the breasts moving, bouncing, swinging.
“Faster!” Len snapped. “I want to hear them slap together like waves.” She heaved her chest forward and rocked her shoulders violently, the tits crashed together, the slapping sounds of meat on meat soon filled the room. Then she stopped and caught her breath. A deep sob came from her mouth and then she started crying. “We didn't say stop!” Vic loudly said. “But it hurts!” she moaned through her tears. “Like hell it does,” said Len. “Get them tits bouncing again or we'll tie you up and do it for you!” With an unwilling twist she threw her breasts back into the swaying, jostling movements. Then Len pulled the covers fully away from her body. She was nude on the bed, her tits rolling back and forth, her blond-capped crotch sitting between tightly closed legs. Vic grinned. “Finger-fuck yourself.” “Oh, no…” she sobbed. “You heard him, you cunt!
Finger-fuck yourself!” Len added. Dorothy slowly moved her hand down to her crotch while still rolling her shoulders. She opened her thighs and both brothers looked down at her exposed pussy. It was pink, less red than the night before and nowhere near as wet. She moved one finger down to her soft lips and slid it inside.
“That's the girl,” Vic mumbled. “Now make it all wet and juicy, fuck yourself until you come.” “Yeah,” said Len as he sat on the edge of the bed to get a full view. Dorothy laid her head back and stared at the ceiling. Slowly, very slowly she allowed her shoulders to relax. Her breasts were killing her from bouncing like that… but now their attention was elsewhere and she could ease up.
Her finger worked directly at the clitoris with deft strokes. Soon the first trickle of glistening juice showed on the reddened pussy lips.
“Spread your legs open more,” Vic said. “I want to see the whole thing.” She did as he requested and tried to imagine she was alone, somewhere else, or… with David. That worked. She pretended her brother David's tongue was stroking her clitoris, massaging it into a furious lather of throbbing heat. Her finger moved deeper inside to scoop at the wet flesh and draw the fire down. A flow of liquid streamed from the red cunt lips. Vic and Len stared at the spread and lifted long legs and the flattened cheeks of her ass under the draining twat. They watched the finger dig deep inside and twist, then come almost completely out and make short, circular strokes. Her crotch was covered with wetness, it leaked down the crack of her ass and smeared across the softness of her thighs. “Nice,” Len whispered, “Real nice.” His hand unconsciously moved down to adjust the powerful erection in his lap. Vic couldn't take his eyes off her crotch with the working hand and fingers. She was really going at it, furiously stroking her cunt into a heated frenzy. And her tits were rocking again, this time without her knowing. Vic gulped-she was masturbating her torso closer and closer to an honest climax.
“Shit,” Vic whispered as he took in all her healthy anatomy working rhythmically toward a sexual peak. The brothers looked at each other and quickly back to her thrashing hand. She was close, any second the roof would blow off her cunt and she'd be humping up and down for some cock. Maybe even begging for them to plug their cocks right inside the juicy gash. “I'll take that,” Vic announced, pointing at her red-lipped twat. Len nodded. He was thrilled. He wanted to feel her sucking his cock; once Vic went to get the pay and groceries he could fuck her cunt all he wanted. He stood up and dropped his pajama bottoms to the floor. The thick, hard cock bounded free and sprang into a high erection. Vic dropped his too. His throbbing pecker was hot, excited, ready-to-go just over watching her luscious body writhe so gracefully on the bed. “Let her climax first,” he said. “I want to see her orgasm.” “Sure, Vic,” Len said. The two brothers waited for the few minutes to pass. Dorothy felt the surging fire inside her grow with each roll of her finger against the burning fuse of her clitoris. She finally managed to forget where she was, who she was with, and just to picture the face, the smiling, clean face of David. She almost called out his name as the first spasmodic jolt rumbled through her stomach and cunt. Her free hand came up to her breasts and squeezed into them. She ripped at the warm meat and pinched her nipples as her hips jerked up, her thighs whipped wide open, her fingers stabbed deep inside her cunt.
“Ohhhhhh…” she groaned. Her hips thrashed to each side and again lunged up as Len and Vic watched in silence. They saw the flexed cheeks of her ass come off the bed and the hand plow down hard into her wetness to stroke and dig at the expanding tissues. “Oh! Oh!
My… God!” she moaned with total ecstasy. Then she felt him between her legs. Crawling up on her body like an excited dog. She opened her eyes and stared into the leering, sweat-covered face of Vic. His cock pushed at her hand, poked at the thighs and tried to wrestle inside her to feel the trembling insides of her climaxing cunt. She gasped for air and pulled her hand away. It came up to his ass and steered him down between the outstretched thighs. “Yes, yes,” she moaned. “Put it in me…” Vic lay down on her writhing body and pushed his cock at her cunt. Dorothy made a quick move against the pecker head and felt it parting her cunt lips. Then she grimaced as he shoved deep and hard at an uncomfortable speed. As soon as Vic felt the hot wet of her hole he jammed himself inside. The vibrations inside her cooking twat instantly disappeared. But he didn't care. His hips were grinding fast, thrusting, pounding the cock into her with what he imagined was a great rhythm. He barely noticed Len as he crawled onto the bed and grabbed out for Dorothy's head. She was surprised too as she turned to face the enlarged head of Len's stiff cock. “Suck it, baby,” he announced. “Suck my cock.”
His hips were up next to her face and she had to half turn to reach the cock. Vic suddenly realized how close his face was to his brother's cock and quickly lifted up and back. His hips kept pounding but Dorothy had more room for moving and she was able to press her mouth obediently against Len's waiting, pulsating cock. It tasted salty, like it had been smothered for days inside his pants while he sweated at work. But she licked at it, felt the hardness with her tongue. With a large gulp she wrapped her lips around it and sucked.
The thick, pulpy head filled her lips and started to force deeper inside. She put a hand against his stomach to control his lurches while easing down on the big stick. She took it halfway in and drew up with a squeezing suction. The hips jerked, he jammed the cock back into her mouth. Dorothy moved back with it and waited until he stopped, then she lowered down and sucked at the burning shaft again.
Len couldn't believe it. She had taken his cock in her mouth without one protest, without so much as a whimper. And her warm, moist lips and tongue felt good sliding across his cock head, licking down under the glans, scrubbing up and down the base. She was giving his cock one eager, hot-lipped mouth-fucking! She was taking to it like candy! Vic didn't like it. He didn't enjoy looking down at the sweet face of Dorothy, the face of the girl he was fucking, while she had a cock lodged in her mouth. It was a turn-off, something he'd rather not see. He had nothing against blow-jobs… but right in his face! He closed his eyes and pretended they weren't there. Len closed his eyes too and pretended his cock was inside her cunt and the pussy was sucking, licking, nipping at him. Dorothy's eyes were closed too. She was thinking of David, pretending it was his cock pumping inside her cunt… and his cock she was sucking deep into her full mouth. Vic reached down to her legs and hoisted them up high and back. Her twat stretched up to his cock to cover it completely with the blond hair and pink lips. He was deep, running his rod as far inside as it would reach. And her limber little ass was washing under him, twisting up, grinding at his meat like a well-oiled machine.