Page 18 of Double Massive: A Twin Stepbrother Romance
“Thatta girl,” rumbled Lance, as he began a heavy pound behind me. The strokes were hard and strong, the penetration so devastating that I could feel myself about to orgasm again. My cunny tightened and I must have gushed because Lance gave his brother fair warning.
“Plug her,” he commanded. And Logan pushed his member into my mouth, stuffing it full with his fifteen inches. I choked. It had been unexpected, and I sputtered as the hot pole made its way down my esophagus, almost impossible to speak or breathe. The member was like a fire hose, thick and pulsing, as it wormed its way down my throat, spurts of pre-cum and saliva lubing the way.
“Ohhhh fuck,” groaned Logan, gripping my hair as he edged forward inch by inch. “Come on little girl, keep going,” he urged.
And I did my best. I loosened my jaw as if I were a boa constrictor consuming its prey, and focused on stifling my gag reflex, willing myself to fellate a world-record dong. It must have felt good because even though he wasn’t all the way in yet, Logan released.
“FUUUUCK!” he growled, grabbing my blonde hair, pushing my mouth down on his dick to make sure none of the semen escaped. Spurt after spurt of hot white rushed into me, like a fire hose pulsing its white, steamy spray.
In the meantime, Lance’s rhythm in my cunt had picked up and I guess those soft pussy folds were too much for him because he too gave it up, cumming hard in my vag.
“AWWW FUUUCK!” he roared as he convulsed, ropes of sperm shooting straight up into my twat, coating my ovaries, seeding my fertile fields. His penis throbbed and pulsed as his balls emptied, the hot white viscous and virile in my body.
The realization that we’d had unprotected sex made me come, and I squealed again as my cunny clenched down on Lance’s pole, pumping his dick for the last traces of semen, each contraction drawing his tiny swimmers closer and closer to the final target.
It was the most mind-blowing fuck I’d ever had, and I felt devastatingly sexy and sated as my brothers slowly withdrew. Their penises were coated in my cream, glossy and semi-erect still, dripping with liquid from the tip. Trails of white oozed down my thigh, and I licked my lips saucily, making sure that not a drop of semen escaped my mouth.
“Dirty little girl, aren’t you?” asked Logan as he watched, eyes glued to my panting figure.
I nodded, opening my mouth to show him the bit of goop on my tongue, and he chuckled.
“Here give it to me,” he said, leaning forward for a kiss, and I did, snowballing him and letting him taste his own cum as we frenched for a minute.
But Lance wanted cream pie as well, and he knelt in back of me, kissing the trail of liquid that was escaping from my cunt. I felt his warm, wet tongue lick wetly at my thigh, tracing up to my pussy lips, lapping the moisture there, cleaning me up as he sampled my vaginal secretions mixed with his own virile juice.
Fuck, my brothers were perverted … and I loved it.