CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Tyler
My brother and I are so fucking depraved, it’s unbelievable. We’d just creamed on Krissy’s face, shooting our spunk all over her lips and hair, to the point where she couldn’t breathe or see, and yet we weren’t letting her clean it off? Yeah, that’s right. The mask, the white gloop dripping off her face, was so fucking disgusting that I just wanted to fuck her more.
When our sister returned from the bathroom, she was wiped clean, but there were still clumps of sperm in her hair, the chestnut locks sticky and snarled. I laughed, gently stroking her head, running my fingers through the tangled bits. Fuck, the sperm made her hair smell good.
But we wanted her to orgasm as well. This was Krissy’s first time really making love, and it’s important to make sure a filly climaxes, you know what I mean? In fact, I’d say that it’s important the girl comes harder than she ever has, otherwise she gets balky and recalcitrant.
So Troy and I took special care, stroking her curves, murmuring words of praise.
“You are so fucking gorgeous,” he breathed as he stroked her haunches. I had to agree. Our little sister has a voluptuous hourglass figure, with huge Double D breasts, a tiny waist and ample, flaring hips. I adored her backside, those juicy butt cheeks easy to smack and squeeze.
“I love burying my cock in your cunt,” Troy murmured as he sensuously stroked a breast, trailing a finger over her nipple, watching with fascination as it hardened immediately, turning into a tiny pebble.
Not to be outdone, I bent to catch that sensitive nub in my mouth, laving it with my tongue, circling around the tip before giving it a good suck.
“Mmm, you taste delicious baby,” I ground out into her breast. “A baby is going to love drinking here,” I added wickedly.
Krissy drew in a sharp breath at the word “baby.” The truth is we haven’t quizzed her about birth control the way we usually do. Somehow, our usual procedures had fallen by the wayside in this case. Maybe it was because she was our sister and we just didn’t want to know. I mean, your sister pregnant with your baby? The thought was so fucking wrong that it felt deliciously right.
And that’s the freaky part of this relationship. I’ve always been allergic to pregnant women, women with kids, even women who want kids. I’d always figured I’d be a bachelor with a dozen Ferraris, not some dude pushing a stroller around. But the thought of Krissy swelling with our child … it’s not so bad, you know? I kind of like it. I guess with the right woman, even fatherhood can seem appealing.
But for now, I just wanted to focus on the baby-making. She was moaning underneath my mouth, twisting and writhing on the bed as Troy and I sucked her breasts. He’d reached down to stroke her thigh, and I saw his hand slip upwards slowly, until he was running his fingers through her folds, sampling that drenched pussy. As if in a dream, he lifted his fingers to her mouth and forced her to suck.
“Mmmphf!” Krissy cried, surprised at first but then lapping feverishly, enjoying the taste of her own tangy twat. Troy … that guy has a thing for body fluids, he drinks them like water and expects his girls to do the same.
But I wanted to taste some of that pussy juice myself, so I maneuvered myself between her legs, pressing her knees up so that her snatch was exposed and open. Fuck, she had a beautiful twat. Some women are disgusting in that department, their cunts like hairy claims, greyish and moldy. But Krissy had a pussy that was ready for a close-up. It was pink and nubile, the lips fleshy and engorged with a tiny little hole, her clit cute and perky.
With a growl, I seized her nub in my mouth, working her clit like a piece of candy with my tongue. It was fucking stiff as a pole, pulsing and throbbing just like a mini-dick. I alternated between sucking and licking her clit, driving her to the edge, her moans growing louder and higher-pitched.
I thrust two fingers into her cunny, gently fucking it, testing her vaginal walls, getting her loose. I nodded at my brother and stood up between her parted thighs, my cock probing at her passage.
Troy, meanwhile, straddled our little girl’s head, pushing his cock into her mouth, before reaching over and spreading her labia for me, holding her open as I fucked into her twat.
“Damn, her hole is so small, you’re going to have to go slow,” he warned as Krissy sucked his dick.
My brother’s fingers stretched her wide, and slowly, I moved in. We both watched mesmerized because it was fucking obscene, watching my bulging head, my veiny, throbbing shaft, penetrate that beautiful, tiny snatch. Her pussy lips parted and stretched slowly, the crown disappearing, and I paused, because she’d given a muffled cry on my brother’s dick. Too much? I don’t think so.
I continued pushing, my brother and I riveted by the sight of her twat taking dick, thrusting my hips forward so that inch after inch of my pole disappeared into her body. Her pussy lips were stretched so tight now that they looked like thin rubber bands, but her cunny juice was running hard, so I knew she was enjoying it, even if she was gagged by my brother’s dick at the moment.
Finally, I was all the way in and began pumping in earnest. Fuck! She was so fucking tight that my balls were already beginning to tighten and rise. Simultaneously, Troy began fucking her mouth hard, ramming that stiff rod into her mouth, uncaring that she probably had a sore throat from the mouth fucking just minutes ago.
With twin cries of release, Troy and I came into her body, me jizzing ecstatically into that tiny cunt as my brother unleashed mouthful after mouthful of hot jism into her throat. And our little girl … she didn’t let a drop get away. Every single bit of sperm was consumed, either swallowed up top or down below, the white disappearing as fast as it came.
“Fuck, her tongue feels amazing when she’s getting fucked in the vag,” rumbled my brother as he jerked convulsively in her oral cavity. Krissy was moaning beneath him, still sucking strong, her lips like a vacuum as she drank sperm hungrily.
“Yeah it always feels good when a girl’s fucked double,” I ground out, squeezing my balls to make sure the last of my seed emptied into her body.
With deep contented sighs, my brother and I relaxed, our penises glossy and wet.
Krissy sat up, looking dazed, her tongue tentatively tracing her lips, and smiled.
“Again, brothers?” she asked sweetly.