Cynthia hugged herself tighter, both intrigued and embarrassed to have two men getting ready to fuck her. She wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. Watching them undress, revealing their muscular bodies to her, was a spellbinding event. It was only once they began to walk toward the bed, their hard cocks bobbing anxiously, that she found her voice.
"Perry said his prick would leave my pussy stretched for a while," she murmured. "Uh, how will you be able to wait until it fits right again?"
"We won't," Lloyd said with a grin. "You remember what I told you about helping you out?"
"Sure," she replied, puzzled. "Why?"
They flanked her, one sitting on either side. Their hands searching out her round tits and began to fondle her.
"It's time for a couple of lessons," Lloyd replied. "Think you're ready?"
"Keep feeling me up, and I'll be more than ready," she purred. "Only I don't know how you guys can do anything with my pussy yet, as loose as it feels. Here. See for yourself."
She stretched her legs out and spread them so that they could have access to her cunt. Although both men did reach down to finger her, it wasn't with any enthusiasm.
"What we had in mind was something besides usual screwing," Alan muttered sexily. "Things your husband might like to do with you. Of course, we'll be more than happy to show you how they're done."
"I can tell," she replied. "Your cocks are so big and hard. But my cunt's all out of shape. So what are we going to do about that?"
"We'd rather just go ahead and start, rather than tell you," Lloyd said. "First, you'll need to get on your hands and knees, babe. Facing me."
She got into the position he described and smiled at Lloyd. "This is weird, lover. What do you two have planned?"
"You'll find out," Alan murmured from behind her.
He had begun frigging her cunthole, despite what he had said. Her asscheeks started to wiggle to the rhythm of his touch. If the men wanted to finger her to a cum, that would be just fine with her. It would make her more than ready to fuck them later, when her pussy was back to normal.
"I've got news for you," she moaned. "A lot of that juice is mine. Your cousin had me sooo horny. That big cock of his was a real pussy pleaser. God, that feels good, Alan. I love to have my cunt frigged."
"Or licked," Lloyd said with a laugh. "You know, that works both ways, honey. I sucked your cunt, made you ann. Why don't you suck my cock?"
The redhead caught her head between his hands, his dark eyes glowing. As his strong hands forced her to lean closer and closer to his throbbing prick, she tensed up, tried to pull back, the awful meaning of his words finally registering in her brain.
"No, Lloyd," she protested. "I don't want to!"
"You want to learn how to turn your husband on, don't you?" he asked. "Well, if you take my cock in your mouth, I'll teach you the very best way to get him interested."
But she was confused, frightened. She strained to get away from that pulsating cock. Its aroma filled her nostrils, a heady odor that somehow made her feel, weak.
"I can't!" she cried. "Don't make me do it! Please, don't!"
"She fussed like that when she found out how big my cock was," she heard Perry say. "Then she fucked me like nothing you could imagine. Go ahead, Cynthia. Suck his prick. You'll get to like it in no time."
"No!" she pleaded. "I won't!"
Knowing that all three men were going to be in the room, and that two of them would be watching, made her even more upset. She tried to lunge away, to escape, but Alan caught her hips and held her there.
"Perry?" he said. "Come help me."
She felt the third man get on the bed, his arm going around her waist to lock her in place. What did the cousins intend to do with her? God, they couldn't have some sort of orgy planed, could they?
The girl had no idea what was going to happen, but she did know that things weren't going in her favor. The three cousins were determined that she was going to suck Lloyd's cock, and they didn't seem to care that she didn't want to do it.
Fingers squirmed into her open cunthole, wriggling around, fucking at her. Cynthia stared at the cockhead that was right in front of her, resolving to not let herself get so turned on that she would suck Lloyd's prick. Although she was certain that nothing could get her hot enough to try it.
But then the fingers slid out of her pussy, and up to her asshole. One slimy fingertip gently massaged the tight opening, while the girl cringed in expectant horror. He wouldn't put his finger up her ass. Would he?
She got her answer in a moment. Alan thrust his finger into her shitter to the last knuckle, spearing her so well that she screamed and lunged forward. Her cry was cut short by Lloyd's large cockhead, which drove into her mouth almost to her throat. Shocked by finding a cock shoved between her lips, she lurched backward, only to be greeted by a second finger going into her asshole. Squealing, she lunged forward again, the fat cock quickly halting her hasty retreat.
Trapped, impaled at both ends, Cynthia became immobile, her lithe body quivering. Now that the cruel men had her where they wanted her, what would be next?
Lloyd caressed her head, letting his cock rest quietly in her mouth. Alan's probing fingers were moving gently, stretching her asshole ever so slowly. The man behind her put his other hand on her slit, working on her clit in a coaxing way.
"That's it," Lloyd soothed. "Don't fight us we're not trying to hurt you, honey. You can tell that, can't you?"
"Yeah," Alan agreed. "We just want to help you learn about everything you've been missing. So, now that you've got Lloyd's cock in your mouth, why don't you taste it? Roll your tongue around his knob. See how good it is."
Since she had no choice, and might otherwise be made to do it, the girl cautiously obeyed. Expecting to find the flavor less than appealing, she instead discovered that it was better than simply pleasing. It was exciting.
Moaning deeply, she waggled her ass as she experimentally sucked on his cock. While she wasn't sure if she was doing it right or not, she was certainly having fun. And since the fingers in her asshole didn't sting so badly now, even that part of her was turning on.
"Oh, baby," Lloyd said huskily. "Yeah. That's it. Damn, you sure learn quick."
As he began to slowly fuck her mouth, she began to move, too. She pushed her ass back toward Alan, getting a certain thrill from feeling his fingers stroking into her shitter. Of course, the way he was frigging her slit wasn't bad, either. Her clit was up and throbbing, while her cream dripped from her pussyhole.
"She's hot for it," Alan muttered. "I think our second lesson can begin soon now. She seems to like me fingering her ass."
When he carefully eased a third finger up her ass, she squealed and quivered, but didn't put up a fight.
Shaking her asscheeks, she moaned, making the three men chuckle. To hell with what they thought of her. She was smoking inside, could feel the steam rising from her naked body. She wished that either Alan or Perry would fuck her, make her cum with a stiff prick driving into her.
Taking her mouth from Lloyd's cock, she pleaded, "I need to get fucked, guys. Can't one of you do something?"
"Keep your mouth on my cock, baby," Lloyd grumbled. "You'll get fucked, don't worry. And in a way you've never had it before."
While Alan kept stretching her shitter, she kept sucking Lloyd's cock. She liked the feel of it in her mouth, the flavor of it. As the man behind her worked her into a heated frenzy with his fingers, she laved the cock in her mouth with slurping licks. She wanted to fuck, dammit, and they didn't seem to be in any hurry to relieve her tension.
"Got a good hold on her?" Alan muttered to Perry.
"Yeah," his cousin replied. "Go ahead, do it!"
She felt Alan's cockmeat slip into her cunt, then Perry grabbed her tighter around the waist. Do what? she wondered, the cock sliding back and forth in her sloppy cunt. Her fuckhole was still too big for her to enjoy it, so she knew that the man wasn't going to get much pleasure from it, either. Desperately, she flung her ass from side to side, trying to get something out of the loose fuck.
Almost immediately, Alan pulled his fingers from her asshole, then he took his cock from her pussy. She whined at the loss, wagging her ass wildly.
"Calm down, honey," the man behind her ordered. "You're gonna get lesson number two. How to please a man with your ass."
His cockhead popped past her ass ring before she had time to react to his words. Just the pressure of his cock-knob inside her took her breath away and brought tears to her eyes. It was a lot worse than when he had three fingers in her ass. To let him know that she didn't want his prick in her shitter, she struggled to dislodge his cockhead.
"Easy," Alan snapped. "Keep your muscles relaxed, so I can slide in. If you don't, it'll burn like hell."
"Nnnnnhhhhh!" she shrieked around Lloyd's prick.
But the man was determined to ream her ass. He kept pushing, shoving, inching his cock into her shitter while she continued to utter muffled screams. Lloyd was holding her wrists so she couldn't claw him. Perry was squeezing her around the middle to keep her from giving his cousins too much trouble. And Alan had a grip on her asscheeks that told her he wouldn't quit torturing her ass until he had cum.
After a hard, wrenching thrust that had the girl seeing stars, the dark-haired man sighed. His balls were bumping her cunt, proving that he had indeed put his whole cock up her asshole.
"Okay," he grunted. "You've got it all in you. Let me warm your pussy up again while you get used to having my cock in there, and you'll soon be ready to let me ass-fuck you."
Cynthia groaned, tears wetting her face. She couldn't understand how three such nice studs could have turned vicious. Even as Alan began to frig her cunt, she couldn't forgive him. Or his cousins. They were doing things to her that she didn't want.
"Suck me, babe," Lloyd pleaded. "Your mouth feels so good on my cock. And I'll bet you like having Alan frig your cunt, don't you? Yeah. Wiggle your ass for him, honey. Show him you appreciate what he's doing."
The redhead let go of her wrists so he could play with her trembling tits, pluck at her tender nipples. Alan was kneading her asscheeks with his free hand, while with the other he sought out her clit and tickled it until she quivered.
"Yeah, work your ass," Alan murmured thickly. "Damn, that feels good. It makes me want to fuck your ass, really ream it out."
Cynthia whimpered fearfully at the idea, and began swinging her asscheeks to try to free herself before he could make good on the threat. She didn't think she could take being rammed with his cockmeat. If he tried fucking her asshole as savagely as he had screwed her pussy, he would tear her up.
"Oh, shit, that's great," the man behind her said. "Do it, baby. Wag your ass. Damn, you're fantastic."
To her complete surprise, she began to feel fantastic, though not in the way Alan had meant. A lustful glow spread through her, making her pulse pound and her cunny drool. Leaning closer to Lloyd, she wrapped her arms around his hips and sucked his cock as far down her throat as she could get it. She swung her ass at Alan, gently fucking at his impaling prick. Despite her earlier misgivings, the girl was ready to have her shitter fucked.
"She's swallowing me to the balls," Lloyd gasped, his voice tight. "Slit, bitch, keep it up."
"The way she's rolling her ass, I think she's ready for me to fuck her," Alan commented. "Okay, babe. Here it comes. One hard prick, just for you."
She almost fainted as he began plunging his cock back and forth in her asshole. His brutal thrusts made her cling more securely to Lloyd's hips. Alan was torturing her upturned asshole with his cock, forcing strangled grunts from her throat. And she wanted him to keep on fucking, to fill her shithole over and over with his glorious cock.
"I'm gonna move back and watch," Perry told them. "I haven't seen anything like this before. We've got ourselves one hot girl."
When the man let go of her waist, she found she was able to churn her ass more freely. Mouthing Lloyd's prick with lustful abandon, the girl let the two men fuck her. While Alan bulldozed his cock into her asshole, Lloyd thrust his large prick down her throat. The two cousins seemed to want to force their cockheads to meet somewhere deep inside her. And she hoped they could somehow manage to make it happen.
Spit dripped from her mouth, down the prick that jarred her teeth. Cream oozed from her pussyhole, running down her thighs.
The cock up her shitter was stinging her just right. It and the fingers rubbing her cuntlips and clit were making her get too turned on to care what she had to go through to climax. Sucking more avidly on Lloyd's stiff cock, she let the various sensations consume her.
Flinging her ass, writhing between the two men, Cynthia worked to draw the climax into full blossom. She needed to get off, to explode. She would die if she didn't relieve the awesome pressure. "Dammit," Lloyd groaned. "You sucked me too good, babe. I couldn't hold off."
His cock twitched, spewing its thick juice into her mouth. Without really knowing what she was doing, she swallowed his globs of spunk. It didn't matter to her that he had cum so soon. The prick making her happy was still hard and ramming, feeding her asshole all the cock it could handle, while tickling fingers kept her cunt invigorated.
When Lloyd moved away, Perry took his place. Using one hand to offer her his limp cock and the other to push her head down, he forced her lips onto his cock.
"Get me hard, honey," he murmured. "Suck me. Now."
As lustful as she was, she obeyed. Not even the taste of her own cunt juice on his fuckpole bothered her. In fact, she rather liked the flavor, since it reminded her of how well he had fucked her, and how hard she had cum.
Perry's soft cock began to expand, growing with each stroke of her active mouth. It got bigger, longer, fatter, until she could take no more than the head past her lips, and even that was a strain.
Moaning, she began to run her tongue up and down the gigantic prick. Alan was fucking the hell out of her shitter, and frigging her pussy almost as harshly. She was going to cum.
"Aaarrrrgghhh!" she screamed in ecstatic release.
She forgot about licking Perry's cock, and about Lloyd sitting beside them, watching. Her entire being was focused on her cunt and asshole. Nothing else mattered. Even when Alan's cock began to jerk, she wasn't able to realize what was going on.
"Shit," the dark-haired man snarled. "That didn't last nearly long enough."
"Not yet!" she cried helplessly. "I need to cum again! Don't do this to me!"
But there was nothing she could do. Already his prick was slipping away, shrinking. Then it simply fell from her clinching asshole.
"My cock is ready, honey," Perry soothed. "I can get you off."
As he took Alan's place, she realized what he was going to do. When his hands took hold of her hips, she squealed, lurching away from him.
"No! You're too big to fuck my ass!"
"I wasn't going to," he replied softly.
He drove his monster prick up her cunt, causing her to screech. It was incredible how far his cockhead went, how much it stretched her cuntal walls. When his balls bounced against her, she gasped, a violent shudder rocking her. She felt like he had shoved his fist up her pussyhole.
"Are you okay?" Perry wanted to know.
He was lightly pinching her asscheeks, encouraging her to move. Dazedly, she shook the hair away from her face, trying to take in enough air to answer him.
"I'm all right," she panted. "Next time, go in slower. I'm not used to your huge cock yet. Maybe I never will get used to it."
"Sure you will," he said. "In a minute or two, you'll be loving it, just like before."
He flexed his cockmeat, making the knob push in farther. Squealing, she arched her back in protest.
"Please, not so much!" she gasped.
"That's as far as it goes," he responded.
Throwing back her head, she braced herself. Perry was drawing his giant cock out, his hands grasping her hips tightly.
Perry yanked on her hips as he lunged forward, filling her pussyhole with his cockmeat so fast and hard her head was spinning. She barely had time to shriek in rapture before he pulled back and rammed her again. Gasping, she collapsed on the bed, too shaken by the powerful fucking to keep her balance.
The man held her asscheeks high, and bulldozed his cockmeat into her again. Her body convulsed with shivers while she uttered a strangled groan.
A scream of passionate desire was driven from her throat as the man once more forced his prick ail the way inside her. Her cunt went into spasms, milking his prick. She was beginning to cum. With his next potent plunge, she dissolved into an orgasmic frenzy.
"Eeeeaahhh!" she yelled, quaking. "More! More!"
She hung onto the sheet so she wouldn't be catapulted off the bed by the man's raging cock or her own salacious writhings. Over and over he stabbed her with his gargantuan prick, while her cries of need and release rang against the walls. She didn't have to do anything but take the glorious fucking. And take it she did, cumming so much and so closely together that it seemed like there was no pause at all between one orgasm and the next.
Trembling uncontrollably, she lost herself to the torrid fucking. She was growing dizzy, her head swimming. Perry was fucking her unconscious, even as he kept forcing her to cum. Her cries became guttural, long groans of satiation, then weakening to whimpers of exhaustion. And still he kept fucking her.
"Hell, she's giving out," Lloyd complained. "I thought she had more staying power than that."
"Perry, why don't you give her poor cunt a rest and let her finish you off with her mouth?" Alan suggested.
Perry gave her a couple more shattering pokes before pulling out. Then he flipped her onto her back and straddled her. She could see how shiny his cock was with her cream, the odor of her juice nearly stifling.
"I can't!" she moaned.
He took advantage of her open mouth and shoved his cockhead inside. The huge knob had her jaws aching already.
"I know you can't take it in like you did Lloyd's," he said. "But you've got two hands to help you out, baby. Suck on the head while you stroke the shaft. I want to cum in your mouth."
She didn't want to suck him off, but knew there was no way out of it. Slowly, she took hold of his mighty cock and began to pump it.
"Suck, babe," Perry commanded. "Move your hands faster. Don't be afraid to really grab on. You won't break it, I promise."
As he pulled on her head, she began stroking his cock the way he wanted it done. She rolled her tongue around the fat cock-knob, gauging the width.
"Get ready," he muttered, his voice raspy. "Now. Swallow, baby. Drink my cum."
Holding her head so that she had to keep his cockhead in her mouth, he fed her his spunk. Spurt after spurt of his jism pelted her throat. Gulping, almost gagging on the abundant globs, she took down his juice. She kept pulling on his cock with her hands, milking him the way her pussy would have done. She decided that she liked the taste of his cum, and wouldn't mind drinking it again.
"Okay, stop," he moaned. "Shit, honey, what are you trying to do? Eat my cock?"
Reluctantly, she let him take his deflating prick from her hands and lips. She reached up to gently stroke the wilted monster, not wanting to leave it alone. But as the man crawled off the bed, she found she couldn't get to it any longer.
"I'm sorry," she apologized weakly. "I just got carried away. I certainly wouldn't want to hurt you. Not after all the pleasure you've given me. And I wouldn't want to spoil however much more enjoyment there would be to come."
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Perry murmured. Then he scowled. "But this bed isn't. Hell, it'll be a week before it dries."
"Then I guess I'll need another place to sleep," she suggested hopefully. "And since it's so cold out, uh, maybe I shouldn't sleep alone."
The three cousins looked at her, then at each other, and then began to grin.
"Do we draw straws, or what?" Alan inquired.
"Shit, our cocks are the only straws we've got," Lloyd mused, looking at Perry. "We all know who'd win that draw."
"Who do you want to sleep with, honey?" Perry asked her, ignoring his cousin's remark.
"You can't expect me to choose," she objected. "I can't even sit up. I just thought it might be fun. And not so lonely."
The men seemed as perplexed as she was. They studied her, then each other, shaking their heads.
An idea came to her. "How long is the storm supposed to last?" she questioned slowly. "That is, how long will we be secluded here with no way out?"
"Two days. Maybe three, but the weatherman doubts it," Lloyd said.
"Oh," she grunted. "I was hoping – I mean, if we were going to be together for three nights, it could go in alphabetical order. But that won't work now."
"Why not?" Perry asked, grinning. "We could put you in 102, and Alan would sleep with you until he fucked you, then he could go get Lloyd. When he got done, it would be my turn."
"Yeah, you'd have to be last, in any case," Alan said.
Even Lloyd was agreeable to the idea. "We shouldn't wait. Come on, honey. Let's get the night under way."
"I told you guys, I can't get up," she responded tiredly. "Somebody's gonna have to carry me."
"That sounds like the perfect job for a bellhop," Alan quipped. "Come with me, baby, and I'll make all your dreams come true."
Deftly lifting her into his arms, he carried her to the room next door. Lloyd and Perry followed with her things, put them down, then left. Once Alan had her settled in bed, he went into the bathroom to clean up. She would have liked to wash the sticky cum from her body, but was too totally worn out to even ask for a wet rag.
When Alan came back, he crawled into bed with her and turned off the light. Once he tucked the covers around their naked bodies, he cradled her against him, kissing her sweetly.
"Sleep while you can, honey," he warned. "I'll wake you when I want some more pussy. Or asshole."