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I was back in Tyler’s log cabin.
I was sitting at the island with the cup of steaming coffee between my hands.
Tyler was leaning against the counter and the towel that had been covering his cock was on the floor at his feet.
“See anything you like?” Tyler asked, smiling down at his cock, which was hard and thick and pointing at me like a stiff arm. The bulbous head had swollen to a deep crimson. I could see little droplets of his juice gathered at the slit. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and slowly stroked it back and forth until the head turned purple.
“I like your cock,” I said, the words carried from my lips on a deep sigh.
I looked down and realized that I was naked. My nipples were hard. I spread my legs and saw my juices pooling on the stool beneath me.
Tyler was suddenly in front of me now, close enough to touch. I could feel the tip of his cock pressing into my belly button. The tip was wet and it left a little trail of moisture on my skin.
I cupped his balls with my left hand and took his cock into my right. I rubbed the underside of the head against my belly, making him moan.
He put his hands behind his back and gazed down at me. “I want you to suck my cock. I want you to slide it through your luscious lips and take it all into your beautiful mouth. Now.”
I didn’t hesitate. I dropped to my knees in front of him, all the while keeping my gaze on his eyes. He took his cock in his hand and milked it for a moment. He held the head to my lips and it grew larger before me. He wound his fingers into my hair and pulled me to him.
I dug my fingers into his rock-hard ass and let my tongue swirl around the underside of the head, where the little nerves meet the shaft. I tasted his juices on my tongue: hot and salty, like the ocean in the summer time. I wrapped my lips around the mushrooming head and sucked on it for a moment. Tyler’s fingers tangled in my hair and he softly moaned my name.
I took more of him into my mouth. He was ten inches long, thick and hard. He pulled my head toward him and his cock slid into my mouth an inch at a time. I pulled back and he slid across my lips. He pulled me toward him again, and again I pulled back, closing my lips tightly around the shaft, milking with my mouth.
“I want my cock in your pussy,” he said, smiling down at me. He reached down and put his strong hands on my arms and pulled me up as if I were weightless. He lifted me until my toes dangled in the air and he pressed his lips hard to mine. His hot tongue probed my mouth and I sucked on it sensually. I could feel my hot juices running from my pussy down the insides of my thighs.
“Turn around,” Tyler said, setting me on the floor and directing me with his hands on my shoulders. “And bend over.”
I did as I was told. I turned around and bent over with my hands on my ankles, exposing my pussy and asshole to him. He dipped his fingers into my tight, pink hole and moved them around until I thought that I was going to come. He withdrew his wet fingers and took his cock in hand.
I felt his fingers dig into my hips and the tip of his erection pressing into my throbbing pussy. He slid inside me, causing me to flinch. I could feel myself stretching to accommodate him. Then, he slowly slid in another inch, then an another, then another. Soon, his entire cock was inside me, filling me up so much that I felt like I might burst.
Then he slid fully out of me until the head rested at my opening, then thrust himself in fully again, making me gasp at the feeling.
The pain was intense for a moment, then, slowly, with each stroke, the pleasure built until I was screaming his name and pressing myself against him. I could hear our skin slapping together and I could smell the aroma of our sex in the air.
“I’m going to come,” he said, pressing his hands into my hips as he jackhammered in and out of me. My pussy tightened around his shaft as he came. I could feel the hot cum warming my body as he emptied himself inside me.
“Oh God,” I moaned as every muscle in my body tightened and my juices spewed from within my cunt to mix with his.
I looked over my shoulder at Tyler. He smiled and said, “COME ON, MAGGIE, I GOTTA PEE!”
What the hell?
Why did Tyler sound like my younger brother Tommy?
My eyes fluttered open.
I was sitting in a tub of cold water and daylight was breaking through the bathroom window.
My fingers were buried up to the knuckles inside of me.
“Maggie!” My brother was beating on the bathroom door.
I sighed as I pulled myself out of the tub.
Welcome to Maggie’s world.