As for me, I didn't care if I was a monster. I wanted to be fucked. Really wanted to. I'd never wanted to, any of the other times I'd done it, but I'd agreed because it was the socially convenient thing to do or, the first time, because I wanted to see what it was like. Now, I not only wanted, I needed it. Every fiber of my body was screaming fuck meeeee! and I lay back on the sun-heated tiles, spreading my legs.
"Is your beaver white?" he asked, rubbing me while I lay there panting for him.
"It's really blonde," Dierdre volunteered, "but you have to get very close in order to pick out the color. Oh, don't worry about that, brother! Can't you tell when a girl needs eight inches? Haven't we taught you anything yet?"
"Yeah," he said with a grin, "it's a wonder I lived to be nineteen years old, I'm so dumb. Get ready, Barbie I need a fuck as badly as you do."
"Don't call me Barbie," I said. "I hate that. And don't come inside me, because I'm not on the pill or anything."
"Oh," Dierdre gasped in sympathy as David moved into the gap of my spread thighs. I reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding it into position above my pussy opening. "We'll have to get you a prescription," she added, working that finger in and out with some really cute and clever twists. "I thought everybody was on the pill, these days."
"Not everybody," I said rubbing David's tool up and down my gash. He was propped above me, allowing me to have my pleasure and do most of the important work. "I'm Catholic; sort of, and the Pope says it's a no-no."
"Fuck the Pope," Dierdre replied. Her finger was sticky-glossy when she pulled it out, and I heard a squish when she shoved it back in. "The Pope doesn't have to worry about getting knocked up. If you're going to fuck, you might as well be protected. When David shoots Jesus! He comes about a cupful when he's tired, for Chrissakes and I want you to feel it blasting into your cunt. Ohhhh – you're gonna love it!"
"I think I might," I agreed, working the tip of him into my tight little hole. He was very big armed the knob, and I gasped at the size of him, spreading my mug pussy mouth. "Ohhhhh, dddddddd…" My voice died away as we lay there, very partially joined, me wondering how in the hell I could ever get the rest of him into me.
"Let me," he offered, and he gave his hips a little shake that sent his cock deeper, breaking the tight seal of my pussy muscles. I gulped when he thrust in, and I gulped even harder when the rest of him slammed up me, but then we were fucking. And I was lunging up to meet his cock stabs, and my legs made a knot around his legs, and he was fully buried in me, and it was worth that little second of pain. I remembered how big Dierdre's fingers had felt, fucking me last night, but they were nothing compared to her brother's long, slender, highly agile cock. The walls of my pussy trembled and quivered and began to leak hot sticky dew all around him. Within three strokes my cunt was as wet as a swamp, and he was balls deep in me. Just the right length, too, I thought, squirming merrily beneath David Banks. His cock idled me, from labia to uterus, and each time he plunged deeply, fully, then was a throb of excitement at the mouth of my womb. I could feel that excitement all over my body, and I gave him my mouth to kiss as we lay fucking. Beside us, Dierdre was still diddling herself, the hot fish odor of her twat strong in the air, as ripe a turn on as the Colombian she and I had smoked on the way down.
I'd orgasmed while he was licking me and I came again while he was fucking me. It was the first time I'd ever come with a boy's cock in me, and it was something I knew I could never forget. Wow! Before meeting Dierdre I'd been just your average dumb fifteen-year-old, but now, not twenty-four hours later, I was responding like a woman of the wand. Marilyn Chambers couldn't feel this good, I decided, spasming ecstatically while that cock plumbed me again and again. My hips kept squirming and I was bucking like a broncho under my delightful rider, feeling the taste of his cock-spur again and again and again.
"Fuck me, I'm coming," I shrieked. "Aaaaahhhhhhh!!!!" I really screamed it out, secure in the knowledge that the wall and hedge prevented the world from peeping in on us. What about Dierdre's parents, though? Jesus! I felt a cold chill up my spine that not even the heat of the orgasmic response could drive away. What if they walked in on this scene? God, I hoped Dierdre was keeping an eye peeled. She'd told me they probably wouldn't be in till later but probably seemed like a very imprecise adverb, with me on my back, sucking eight inches of prick up my cunt, and Dierdre naked, finger fucking her hot, aromatic pussy.
Let it pass, I thought. Nothing matters but right now, and right now I was in seventeenth heaven. David was screwing me faster with that hard, long cock of his, and he was beating a tattoo on the tip of my womb, driving me even crazier with lust. I clasped him with my legs, my arms, my lips, unwilling ever to let him go not even if it meant we'd be here eternally like this not even if it meant I wouldn't get another crack at Dierdre's crack. Oh, wow, I thought, I am definitely no lesbian.
"Mmmmmm, noooo – don't stop – keep fucking meeeee!"
I moaned and I clutched, but it did no use. David rose from me, and he reached down quickly, grabbing his dick. Oh my God, I thought with my last shred of conscious reasoning, he's about to come, too!
"Where?" he asked. I mumbled, "Huh?" and Dierdre leaned in close. She slid one hand across my sweaty, hard-nippled little conical titties.
"Right here," she said. "Come on her nipples." David leaned way back, wrapped a fist around his prick, and gave it two quick jerks up and down. Hot cum began to fly almost at once, and it splashed into the air, then down. Down. Down. Onto me. My belly, my titties. One drop hit my chin and I chased it with my tongue, scooping it up. God, it was sweet stuff! I opened my mouth and another flying bubble hit me squarely on my tongue. He angled his cock downward, though, and managed to squirt most of his steamy, sticky cum onto my quivering tits. I saw it lying there on my skin, all gleamy and creamy in the sunlight, almost silver the way it shone.
"Wow," I said. Dierdre had been right. When he came, he fucking came. It looked as if there was a quart of sperm on my breast and belly, big, thick drops, splattered everywhere on me.
His cock was starting to droop, a big bubble of semen hanging from the tip. He jiggled his pecker, and that last drop fell onto my lower belly. David reached down, started massaging it into my skin. It felt nice, that wetness an me, and there was an oily slipperiness as he rubbed. I closed my eyes and purred, totally satisfied.
I opened my eyes when the tongue began to scrape my nipple, and I said, "What are you doing, Dierdre?"
"What does it look like?" Her tongue flicked out, scooped up one of the biggest deposits of sperm, then whisked to the side and brushed my stiff quivery nipple again. I liked it. She did, too, unless that shit-eating smile was all put-on. "This is too good to waste," she added, and with that she started sucking up the cum.
Her lips tickled, and she made gross, greedy, slurping sounds that really weren't so gross when you got down to it – I mean, they were loud, and maybe a little too enthusiastic, but they turned me on all over again and I grabbed her head, pulling her to my breasts. She liked it. She kissed my titties and she sucked my nipples, and I felt them getting hard and tingly all over again. Dierdre's hand covered my other breast while she suckled the one nearest her and she scooped up more of the creamy sperm. I caught her hand, pulled it to my mouth, started drinking cum from her fingers. She was right. It was definitely too good to waste. I got my own hand into action and drank from it too. Maybe she was right about the pill. I'd like to feel that hose of David's gushing a load like this up my pussy. And I'd like to drink it right from the knob of his organ, too, suck greedily while he pumped jism into my gulping throat. Oh, wow, I wanted to do everything! Already I could see Dierdre lying just as I was lying, and me eating jizz off her tits and belly. God, what couldn't you do with three people, all of them hot and horny and attracted to one another, all of them ready to do anything that gave pleasure. Why did we only have a weekend? We needed a month or two!
She came up for air, but not for long. We started kissing, both our mouths sticky with goo. And I felt her nipples stiff and hot against my arm. I slid my hand and down her long backbone, making right for the crack of her ass. She opened her legs, giving me room, and I stroked inside, tickling her pussy from behind. It was wet and dripping with girl-juices, and I wanted to eat it. "Now," I said, "let me eat you. Oh, please?"
"Why not?" she agreed. "Just lie still. The first time I saw you, I said to myself, I'd really like to sit on her face. So that's what I'm going to do."
"That isn't what you told me you thought the first time you saw me," I pointed out.
Dierdre shrugged. "Somewhere around that time. How can you timetable love at first sight, you silly cunt?" She planted a foot on each side of my head and started to lower her pussy onto my face. I was lifting my mouth to meet it, tongue stuck out in anticipation of the sweetness I would soon be tasting. We met, contacted, and I settled my head back, her pussy moving too, and she was sifting on my face at last, not too heavy, not too constricting. I could use my tongue and my hands, and by God, I used them! I felt her quiver when I stuck my tongue up her tube, and pretty soon, quiver was all she could do.
"C'mere, you," I heard her say, and there was some motion beside us. She had to be talking to David. Of course. "Mmmm, what happened? It's gotten all soft and limp. Let's see if we can remedy that, big brother. Okay?"
"Right on," he said, and immediately I could hear a loud, energetic set of smacks and kisses and slurps, and I knew that she was sucking his cock. Well, why not? Even if he was her brother. All men are brothers, or so the philosophers say. I guess that includes sisters, too. Already, I felt as close to Dierdre as if she were my blood sister. I mean, I'd never had a sister, but if I had, I'd want her to be just like Dierdre. So you might say that I was committing spiritual incest with her. It wasn't a big step to literal incest, like she had obviously been doing with her delicious brother for at least a little while. Like, this was clearly not their first time together. And if they could keep it concealed from their parents, then it wouldn't be any trick to hide our brand new three-way version of the happy hour, either. It's settled, I told myself firmly, and my pinky started to tickle her rosy red asshole, tongue doing ninety in her cunt.
I could feel Dierdre humping up and down, and I figured I must be getting some at least of the rhythm she was throwing onto her brother. I added some rhythm of my own, and poor Dierdre was getting it from bath ends. I only hoped David was shoving dick into mouth as cleverly as I was thrusting tongue into cunt.
"Suck it, Sis," I heard him groan, a heartfelt statement if I'd ever heard one. I started to hum against the puffy lips of her cunt, and juicy sweetness poured out onto my sucking month. I used my finger on her clit, felt it heat up, and there was even more of the Dierdre-cum to drink. I drank it.
She squashed down on my face, almost strangling me with the musky wetness of her pussy, and she was coming so fervently I didn't feel like pushing her off. I could breathe any time, but this was a pussy, and it was made for eating. So I kept on eating it, like the sex-greedy little pig I was.
Dierdre sidled off me, and I followed her as far as I could with my tongue and fingers. She was giving her brother enthusiastic head, as I could see now, on her knees, sucking his long pole with every muscle in her mouth. She could take him deeply, too. I saw her start at the tip and slide her mouth down slowly, until only his balls were showing, plumb against her little chin. Linda Lovelace, I thought, who said you were irreplaceable? I rolled up onto my side and watched with interest. Cock sucking wasn't one of my real talents, admittedly – I'd only done it a few times, never long enough to get a grasp of anything beyond the basics – but something told me this weekend might fill in the gaps in my sexual education. With a vengeance.
"Enough," he said finally, pushing her back. David was fully risen by now, his cock blood red and wet with drool and pointing at the sky. "Let me put it in you, Sis."
"Put it in me?" Dierdre mugged. "You just did it night before last. Don't you ever get enough? Surely your brilliant mind has told you by now that there are more important things in life than screwing, big brother." She stayed where she was, on her knees, looking up at him with a saucy twinkling in her eyes.
"Name one," David countered, dropping beside her. He slung one arm around Dierdre's shoulders and glued his mouth to her. They kissed loudly, passionately, and then he was settling onto his back and she was rising above him.
"He always wins that argument," she said to me, winking. She straddled him while he pointed his cock upward, aiming it for her pussy, and she began to come down slowly, misty-eyed and purring when the tip of his pecker bumped the splay of her open cunt. "Well, all right!" she said with a giggle plunging down swiftly. Her cunt opened, swallowed him, and she planted her pussy firmly upon his groin, mashing her soft, wet cunt lips against David's balls and pubis. Dierdre shivered, hugged herself, and began to sway atop David. He reached up, grabbed her jiggling tits, and his fingers were brutal but obviously satisfying as they pulled and tweaked her nipples.
I crawled closer, put a hand on Dierdre's abdomen. It was convulsing like earthquake ground cover, and her flesh was hot as fire. My hand slipped lower, into her thick, sopping wet bush, and I found her clit gave it at weak, ands he screamed "Aaaaiheebeee!" I did it again, and she started to hump up and down on her brother's prick, screwing him in and out of her drippy cooze.
My finger drifted lower still, and I felt the stiff bone of him, where he'd entered her cunt. I looked up at David. "This is a trip," I said. "I don't know what you two are all about, really, but I want to join."
"I thought you already had," he panted, thrusting up into his squirming sister. He took one hand away from her tits, twined his fingers among mine, and squeezed. His hand was warm and strong and comforting. If I'd found a sister in Dierdre, maybe I'd found a brother, too. David. "Stay loose," he added. "Let your desires be your guide."
"Okay!" I said happily. I looked at their faces, both of them intent upon the sex act, that concentration showing in the firm set at their mouths, the intensity of their green eyes, the little husky cries that occasionally, slipped through their teeth and lips. I studied them another moment, then decided how to get in on the act. I watched David's dick stabbing up into Dierdre, saw how her thick pussy lips spread outward when she was down on him, then seemed to pull up into her slot when she lifted high. I reached in, touching his cock and her pussy with the shy, inquisitive tips of my fingers, and I even managed to get one of my fingers into her alongside David's pecker. She was hot and slick in there, and I could feel tempestuous pulsating up and down the cunt slopped shaft of his tool. His heart was really pumping, and so was Dierdre's, to judge from the jiggling of her tits and the quiver of her shoulders.
"Mmmm don't stop either of you oh, damn damn, damn, don't stoppppppp!"
I wiggled my finger free and leaned in even closer. This was my very first time in a threesome, and I don't know where I got the idea, even, but I had it, and it seemed too clever to disregard. I put my arm around Dierdre's hips and glued my mouth to the battlefield.
She shrieked again when my tongue began to anoint her pussy while David fucked it, and she was a mess of hot flesh and sticky juices. He was a hard, thrusting shaft, and I licked him, too, tasting Dierdre's cream all over his penis. I couldn't do a lot for David, but I didn't need to he was doing okay by himself. The fast, rabbit-like stabs of his cock up her chute were frantic and energetic, as if he wanted to fuck himself to exhaustion before he gave up and squirted.
I got my tongue onto her clit, and there was no stopping Dierdre Banks. She abandoned the struggle and came in spasms, sinking don on David while I kept licking her clit and as much of her gash as I could get to. Wherever, she was awash in sweet fluids and I was cleaning her with my frisky tongue.
"Take it. Sis!" David moaned from low in his guts, and he quivered beneath her, thrusting up. Dierdre bounced on him, and she planted one hand on me, the other on his chest. She leaned forward, obviously frying to kiss him as they shared their come, and I think they made it, even with me in the way. I was being crushed between his stomach and hers, but I could not bring myself to move, especially when I began to taste David's hot cum flowing thickly from his sister's pussy.
He must have poured nearly as much into her as he'd squirted on my tits for me and Dierdre to lap up. It poured from the tip of his dick, into Dierdre's cunt, then rolled back down his shaft and out, collecting on the wet wiry hairs at the base of David's pecker. I drank it with my tongue as it flowed down and out, and there was plenty enough to drink! My tongue must have been white with the sticky, tasty jizz, and the salty, faintly metallic flavor was a treasure in my mouth.
"If you want it that badly," Dierdre giggled, on the other side of my head, and she raised herself, disengaging her pussy from David's cock. She moved to the side, and there was that sweet, red-raw pecker, its upper half still coated in creamy jizz. I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth, slurping and gurgling as I began to suck him dry, up and down the shaft, pushing him in until my throat ached from the pang of refusing him the deeper penetration Dierdre's gullet could offer. I sucked until he went soft and supple in my mouth, and still I kept sucking, reluctant to let him go so soon.
"Me, now," Dierdre called, tapping my head. I raised my eyes. She was lying beside David, her legs parted, her glistening, cum-drenched pussy on display. It was too pretty to resist! I spat out David's dick and clambered across him, hungry for his sister's cunt.
I got my mouth into it, and she was wet as surf. Her own cum and David's were thick and delicious, and my tongue shot inside her again and again, licking and slurping and vacuuming her dry. David's hand was on my ass, petting me, tickling my anus with a clever finger, slipping in toward my cunt from the rear, and I passed on the frisky sensation to Dierdre. I only stopped when my jaws and tongue were numb with the exertion and my body yearned for a little rest. You can carry even a good thing too far, I guess. Another lesson I'd learned today. But I only craved a little rest, to be sure. I'd be ready to go again, and soon. I knew it as I settled beside the Banks siblings and soaked up the warmth of the sun and their glowing bodies.