Lynette peeked into her bedroom. Her cousin and brother were still on the bed, fast asleep and smiling. She went into her parents' bedroom, leaned on the sink and started to cry. How could the fucking itself be so beautiful but then end so cruelly? Did girls always cry after they'd been fucked?
She dried her tears and started washing her cunt. Her cunt looked different than it normally did. Its tissues were all inflamed. Her cuntlips were all pink and swollen, and really, much prettier than they normally were. She was no longer a virgin. Sh knew all about fucking now, she thought, as she eased the syringe of her mother's douche bag into her cunt. She would undoubtedly fuck again if she could lure Russ back into the house. And that she could do if she got Betty to show him her tits, which bold, had Betty probably wouldn't mind doing. Seated on the toilet seat, Lynette smiled and sighed, and tried to relive every moment of the best parts of the fucking. She eased the syringe in and out of her cunt, pretending it was Russ' cock.
She had a good imagination. It wasn't long at all before she imagined that the long, white plastic tube was Russ' thick, pink cock. In and out, in and out it went, while Lynette grinned and played with her stiffened nipples and murmured, "Lynette, how I love you. Darling, you've got the biggest, most beautiful tits in the world!"
It was getting better and better. Who needed a dumb twerp like Russ when they had their imagination? Now, her active imagination changed the syringe into the cocks of every TV star she admired, and she sighed out names of each of them as she worked the syringe in and out of her no longer virginal cunt ever faster and faster. She was so very delightfully occupied with her game that she didn't hear the approach of her cousin Betty till the bathroom door had been opened.
Betty's shocked expression changed into a slo smile. So did Lynette's. She squirmed her naked asscheeks on the toilet seat, worked the syringe all around in her cunt, and said, "Hi. I bet you don't know what I've been doing."
"Just look at this," Betty said, and reaching out with one hand, she pulled Lynette's brother Mark into the doorway.
It wasn't so bad having Betty find her like this. But with Mark there as well, Lynette blushed pink all over her body. With the syringe halfway into her cunt, Lynette didn't move, but just sat there wishing they'd disappear. They were both naked, both of them plump and soft, Betty with her big, round tits and Mark with his fat, white worm like cock sticking out at Lynette. Lynette sat there, unblinking and breathless and still wishing they'd just disappear, while Betty turned to whisper in Mark's ear. He grinned and nodded as Betty reached down to play with his cock.
"We think it's about time you got fucked, too," Betty said to Lynette.
She wanted to tell Betty she'd really been fucked, but instead she said, "Not by him."
"Why not? It's really fun," Betty told her, and she and Mark entered the bathroom.
Lynette eased the syringe out and let it fall onto the floor beside her. Her lovely, wild imagining were gone, but their effect on her newly fucked cunt persisted. Her cunt was all wet and slippery and glowing hot as she said, "I know it's fun but I don't want to do it, and you two can't make me. So there."
Lynette started to get up. Betty squatted down beside her and pushed her back against the commode, urging Mark to do the same. Now they both held her there while Betty said, "Don't be such a chicken. It really feels good. Right up your pooper. You'll see. It really feels great."
Betty's and Mark's hands were roving all over her tummy and down between her legs, and that felt simply divine, but Lynette shook her head and said, "Let him fuck you if he wants to."
"Yeah!" said Mark. He leaned across Lynette's lap to clumsily kiss Betty. Both their warm, soft tummies were pressed against Lynette's legs as she watched them kiss. It was so hot and close in the bathroom now that she could hardly stand it, and she could hardly stand the increasing wet itch in her cunt.
"Let me up," she said. "You two fuck all you want to, but I want to get out of here."
Immediately they started kissing her. Mark was trying to kiss both his sister and cousin at the same time. And now he was reaching for Betty's big tits while he leaned against Lynette with his stiffening cock.
"Come on," said Betty, and dragged Lynette to her feet, with Mark rising up with them to help.
Lynette protested all the way as they dragged her on into the bedroom. "I don't want to. I don't feel like it. Not with him," Lynette told them, as they dragged her down onto the big bed.
Their bodies were silken smooth against hers, but still Lynette resisted as they giggled and wrestled with her. "Don't!" she said. "Stop!" she pleaded, as she lay on her stomach, held down by her brother's weight. Betty inserted her finger in her cunt to wet it, and then pushed it up Lynette's cringing asshole.
"No! That doesn't feel good at all!" Lynette told her, though that wasn't quite true. It did feel good, that plump, tapered digit sliding in and out of her ass, but not nearly as good as stiff, stout cock going into her cunt.
"Cut it out, Betty. Don't!" screamed Lynette, squirming her hot clitoris up against the bedspread and twisting around for more of the wet and slippery friction of Betty's finger.
"Why not? It's the greatest. You'll love it," Betty told her, still pushing her finger up Lynette's asshole, still arching her torso forward to push her tits harder into Mark's eager hands.
Lynette couldn't hold herself still. All throug her protests she was constantly squirming around on the bed, mashing her hot, itching titties against it and squirming her wet cunt on the bedspread madly. She wanted to tell Betty she knew all there was to know about fucking already, but she couldn't speak about that in front of her brother, especially with him sitting on her back so she couldn't breathe.
Mark was having the time of his life, sitting on his older sister, playing with his cousin's beautiful big tits, and all this with his legs wide apart and his cock good and stiff and stickin up straight at Betty. His balls rested against Lynette's spine. They didn't have a hair on them yet, nor did his loins, but Betty liked his balls well enough. She played with them with one hand while she fingerfucked Lynette with the other. He kept his legs just as far apart as they would go while Betty played with his balls. He watched her, and he looked down at his sister's asshole, where he'd soon shove his proudly stiff cock.
Lynette had a cute ass, Betty thought. Nice, round buns, firm as they could be, and smooth as silk. She would like to see her ass in black panties. That would really make her look sexy. But her cousin Lynette was too chicken about things like that to even think about putting on black lace panties. Betty wasn't chicken. She'd been fucked, and if it was good enough for her, it was good enough for Lynette. And if Lynette got fucked then she wouldn't blab to her parents about what Betty and Mark had done. She drew her finger out of Lynette's very tight asshole and said, "Come on, Markie. Come on and fuck her now."
Relieved of the weight of her brother, Lynette still couldn't breathe for a few moments. By the time she got her breath, they had hoisted her up on her knees and elbows, and Mark was behind her, pushing his cock up against her hotly tingling asshole. She didn't want it there. She wanted it down below in her cunt, where the really hot itching was, but when she tried to tell them this, Betty told her to shut up and pushed her face down against the bedspread again.
Lynette tried to dodge them, but they were too much for her. She squealed, but her squeal was muffled as the knob of Mark's cock popped inside the tight ring of her asshole. And then he was fucking her, fucking her hard, and holding onto her hips as her first brief feelings of discomfort quickly gave way to rapidly growing delight. All she could do was hang onto the bedspread and let the feelings grow as Mark's soft loins bumped again and again against her naked ass, and his hard, balls bumped against her achin cunt.
The sight of Mark fucking his sister was driving Betty wild. Up on her knees at his side, she was thrusting her tummy against his moving hips and squeezing his ass while he fucked Lynette. She could see every swift insertion of his very effective cock as it went into Lynette's hole, and each of those insertions she wanted for herself. Her asshole was screaming for it. Her cunt was all slobbery wet and hot. But Mark's body felt so good that she couldn't take her hands off him to play with herself. It wasn't right for Lynette to be having all the fun. But there was a way for Betty to have some fun, too.
"Keep fucking her," she said to Mark, and she crawled toward Lynette's head. She lay down on her back with her legs wide apart, and scooted forward on her plump ass until her pussy touched Lynette's hair and scooted under her, and said, "Suck my cunt. Come on, suck it!"
Lynette didn't know what she was doing. While the feelings in her asshole had only been pleasant at first, those feelings had mounted and mounted with each of her brother's hard, stabbing thrusts. He was going to fuck her forever, it seemed, and it would drive her out of her mind.
Lynette was kissing her everywhere in her cunt, but very clumsily, being buffeted from behind by her brother as she was. Betty's cunt was all hot and humid, and the scent was sickeningly thrilling, but as hard as she tried with her mouth and her hands, Lynette couldn't hold either Betty or Mark still long enough to get more than a fleeting taste of real cunt. Betty's cuntlips only bumped and brushed against her lips as Betty squirmed and humped about. Betty was rapidly rubbing her clitoris now, and her fingers blocked Lynette's lips as she fumbled about in search for her sexy wild cousin's clit.
"Kiss my cunt all over! Suck it!" Betty was saying, even as she kept Lynette from doing this.
Lynette would have tried even harder, but jus then Mark's cock slipped out of her asshole and came thrillingly close to going inside her cunt, and she had to move away from Betty's cunt as she frantically reached back to help it go where she needed it most.
If Betty was hot before, Lynette's largely misplaced kisses now had her on fire. She shoved Lynette rudely aside to grab Mark, pulling him down on top of her as she fell back on the bed. "In my cunt! Do it right now!" she cried, groping and grabbing and pulling his cock into her cunt.
"Eek! Oh!" Betty cried, and then her orgasmic cries turned to straining groans as her pleasingly plump white legs went up and around Mark's tiring body to pull his cock into her cunt with all the strength she had. Her orgasm was dizzying. She thought she might pass out. But she went on clinging to him with her legs and her arms and her cunt, just as she went on clinging to the new and sensational pleasures that were tensing every muscle in her body, until the pleasures all became unbearable and she relaxed with a sigh and went limp.
Mark was puffing and blowing. He'd had enough of fucking for a while. Lynette was breathing hard, too, and looking most yearningly at the way Mark and Betty's naked bodies fit together so perfectly. Left on the brink of an orgasm and trembling all over from it, she reached out to touch them. Betty opened her eyes and grinned at her.
"Pretty great, huh?"
Lynette nodded, too overcome to speak, totally enchanted by the glowing, damp heat that radiated out from their lightly perspiring bodies, touched Betty's tit and Mark's heaving chest.
"Want to do it some more?" Betty asked Lynette, writhing luxuriously under Mark, still enjoying the feeling of his hard, cock in her cunt.
Lynette quickly nodded. She wanted to be with them again more than she wanted to be with Russ.
Betty rolled out from under Mark. She sat up with a grin on her face, and she moved Lynette's hand around on her pink-crested tits, as she said, "Well, if you want more, you're going to have to be nice to us. Right, Markie? Lynette, you keep house, do the dishes, make the beds and all, and Markie will fuck you again. In the meantime," said Betty, turning toward him, "he's all mine."