Double Love

But Zeke wasn’t to be outdone. He unzipped his zipper and a massive twelve-inch cock popped out. I almost stopped dancing because I was so shocked at the size of that dong. I mean, I’ve had sex before, but twelve inches? I couldn’t take that in my pussy. It was too big!

As if reading my thoughts, Zeke smiled at me, devilishly licking his palm before lubing up that monster and rubbing his hand up and down the shaft. It was such a dirty sight that my cunt started loosening and gushing with anticipated pleasure, eager to straddle him and try.

But I wasn’t done dancing yet. Slowly, I turned around and bent over, pushing my ass out for them to see. My butt cheeks are my crowning glory. They’re firm and round, squeezable but not saggy, with just the amount of heft to make men cry. I shook my hips, making my ass bounce up and down before swaying right and left, the meaty flesh yummy and tasty.

Finally, I began edging my g-string off. I have to admit, this was a delicate maneuver. I was so wet by now that the material was completely soaked through, and the pink fabric clung to my lips. Slowly, I eased the lace over my hips, pulling the string away before removing the tiny triangle.

And this is where I got them. I know they’d been expecting me to dance around nude some more, but I wanted to give them something special. Without dropping eye contact, I brought the lace to my nose, sniffing gently, before running my tongue against the crotch of my panties and tasting my own pussy juice.

“Mmm,” I murmured, batting my lashes seductively. “Delicious.”

Slowly, I began eating the g-string, slipping the material into my mouth and moaning as I gagged myself with the dirty fabric. My stepbrothers watched with rapt attention, not even beating their dicks now because they were so mesmerized by the show.

“Fuck she’s a whore,” ground out Zeke.

“Fuuuuuck,” was all Zan could manage.

They were on me in a flash. Both my steps were naked in a New York second, their male physiques perfect. They were all tanned, toned flesh, and carved like wood. They spun me around and pushed me down so that they could inspect my pussy from the back, running their big fingers through my sopping folds.

“Fuck, she’s perfect,” said one.

“Tastes fucking good,” said the other, as he slurped his fingers, sniffing that aromatic female cream.

And with a slow slide, one of them eased his dick into my cunt. I shrieked at the delicious penetration. I didn’t know which of my stepbrothers had done it, but this was the biggest dong I’d ever ridden in my teenage life, and it literally lifted me up in the air with its huge size. I struggled and squealed, impaled so thoroughly. I squirmed and wiggled, willing my twat juices to flow to help ease the ache inside.

“Shhh, shhh,” soothed a male voice, hands reaching around to fondle my breasts, tweaking my nipples and squeezing that creamy flesh. “We’ll help you take us sweetheart. Just relax for now, and enjoy.”

I squealed again, still squirming on that gigantic cock, but calmer now. The initial penetration had been shocking. I was totally stuffed full, although I knew I hadn’t taken anywhere near the entire shaft. I moaned lustily, reaching my hands back to part my butt cheeks, as if inviting them in for more.

“That’s it,” one of them chuckled, and the dick edged in further, exploring my vaginal channel while making me moan and toss, my little pussy stretched so tight.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I shuddered beneath them. Just when I thought the dick was all the way in, I felt something probe at my lips.

Looking up, I glanced into the sky-blue eyes of Zeke, and he smiled at me, gripping my chin.

“You’ve done so well with Zan in your pussy, sweetheart. Do you think you can fit my pole in your mouth?” he rumbled.

I nodded helplessly and Zeke smiled wolfishly before reaching a finger into my mouth to pull out the wet g-string. The fabric was utterly soaked from saliva and female cum.

“Now that’s my type of girl,” he remarked, inspecting the lingerie before dropping it on the floor and bumping my lips with his shaft. “Open,” he commanded.

I did, swallowing heavily. It was the best cock I’d ever tasted. Zeke’s man meat was musky, hot and heavy, the skin soft like velvet coating steel, the rod pure strength and arousal. I moaned lustily, my pussy squeezing Zan, and he ground out, “Fuck, her cunt feels so good when she’s got cock in her mouth.”

Obediently, I let Zeke feed me his dick inch by inch, stifling my gag reflex, not caring that I must have looked a mess with saliva pooling in the corners of my mouth and dripping down my chin to hit the floor in wet spatters.