I guess he learned a few extra things in the Navy while he was away.
For a cock sucking amateur, I was a natural. I hadn't gotten half of this beautiful cock into my mouth but I could feel it getting harder already. It was growing in my mouth and I had to open just a bit wider to accommodate it. I had a mouthful of cock and I couldn't remember being happier.
I had my eyes closed so I could concentrate on the taste of this meaty rod and when I opened them briefly, imagine my surprise to see another cock coming towards my face.
Cock might not have been the right word. The penis that was coming towards me was at least 9 inches and could only be called by a name befitting of a pleasure stick like that: Monster.
Monster had big veins that were filled with enough blood to make it as hard as steel when I grabbed it. As hard as steel but hot like only excited flesh can be, I felt Monster jump when I wrapped my hand around its almost unreal girth. My mind raced to how I could fit that into my mouth, and then to how I could try to fit that elsewhere, but I didn't commit to taking it immediately. A lady finishes what she starts, after all.
I still had a hard cock in my mouth and believe it or not, my immediate concern wasn't how to make him cum, but what to call him.
"You, my veiny friend, are named Mister. Not as big as Monster, but you still deserve some respect because you're my Daddy's cock and you'll always be special to me."
Mister and I didn't miss another beat once I regained my composure from my surprise meeting with Monster. My tongue slithered up and down his length, committing every vein and contour to muscle memory depending on how much work my tongue had to do to coat that particular spot in saliva.
I cupped Mister's balls with the hand I was using to pleasure myself and I felt Mister tense up in my mouth. I explored his balls with long sensual strokes. They were warm and soft from the thin hair that covered them. I felt his cock tense up just a tiny bit more than it was in my mouth a moment ago, surprising me that there were levels of hardness that this cock had yet to achieve. My warm wet embrace was more than Mister was ready for and I felt a tightening up at the base of his cock that I knew to be the start of his orgasm.
I threw myself at Mister head first, redirecting the energy that I had stored up inside of me and channeling my frustration from no longer having a hand to touch myself with. I was massaging Mister with my throat like a pro, letting that delicious penis glide in and out of my mouth, leaving an ever growing amount of pre-cum from the tip of my tongue to the back of my throat. I could relax and take him in as far as the stall wall would let me and if his moans were any indication, he loved every inch that I had to give.
Monster was still throbbing in my other hand. I was rubbing his head lightly because my hand didn't have the benefit of lube, yet.
I took my head away from Mister, needing my mouth to spit in the hand that was rubbing Monster but then thought better of it.
The urge to have my throat coated in baby batter was replaced with something deeper and more primal. I wanted to get fucked now. Right now. There is a yearning in me that tells my new self that my pussy needs to be taken care of, and who better to spoil me than the Monster in the palm of my hand?
I keep my hand on Monster and instead of giving Mister my mouth back, I squat and hold both cocks at once, gently stroking each head to make sure that all of the participants stay interested in what I have to say.
"Daddy, its been fun but I'm horny and I want to play a new game. You ready Big Bro?"
I stopped massaging the cocks in either hand for a moment, then I spoke again.
"You" as I gave Monster a nice firm rub while taking my hand off of Mister, "get to fuck me."
"And you" as I gave Mister the same firm rub, this time taking my hand off on Monster, "have already had a lot of fun, so you get to watch."
Not waiting for a confirmation, because really who was going to say no to an offer like that, I got up, walked over a chair in front of the vanity get a more comfortable spot and then I beckoned Alan over.
Alan was a sight to see and maybe this was my still-high brain talking, but Alan was a total hunk. I never noticed before because I wasn't checking out my brother but he was drop dead handsome. Those blue eyes were piercing and the glasses were totally contradictory to his terrific build. He looked like a Hollywood stunt man who was just wearing prop glasses.
His t shirt was off, hanging on the hook on the back of the door. His undershirt was form fitting and he just rolled it up to mid stomach and that let me get a good look at him.
Alan, or Monster, had a fantastic six -pack and it ended in a cock that looked like it belonged in porno. Seeing it protrude out at a perfect 90-degree angle from his body, for a moment I worried that I wouldn't be able to even handle it. His massive rod pointed at me when he turned to face me and I felt my pussy clench up when that meat swung around a bobbed up and down a bit because of the motion.
Alan was still wearing his boxer briefs, they were just pulled down to accommodate his balls and cock getting free. They were black and tight and I couldn't imagine them or any underwear being able to hold back a beast like that for long. Alan's pants were completely off and his well-defined leg muscles flexed with the slightest sway of his body. I didn't think he would be that muscular, but I guess it took some strength to carry about that anaconda cock all day every day. That poor penis needed to breath alright, but seeing the Monster completely out of its cage was just more than I was ready for.
Seeing that Monster penis at the end of a chiseled stomach was a whole different ballgame than having it grind against me when we were trying to hide. I stopped in my tracks and just stared for a moment that felt like an eternity. Alan had the body of a God and the V that his stomach ended in alone was enough to make the fire between my legs burn just a little bit hotter. That Monster cock was pointed my way and it was all mine if I could handle it.
I don't know if I was staring for 3 seconds or three days and I could of gone on staring at Monster in awe for another 3 days if not for Dad's hands on my waist snapping me out of it. Suddenly I was out of my trance and remembering how horny I was. All of the blood rushed back into my brain and my heart stopped pumping a mile a minute from staring at the gorgeous work of art that was Monster and my young stud brother attached to it.
Just the thought of that cock gliding in and out of me, stretching me from all angles made my mouth water. I was pretty excited and already lubed with my own juices, I knew, but a little bit more couldn't hurt.
Alan sat down in the stall with his legs together and his cock standing almost straight up, but leaning back on his stomach. It went up past his belly button and lined up perfectly with the thin trail of hair leading away form his groin and fading into the center of that gorgeous six pack. Alan lightly patted his left thigh and extended his right hand to me as if to say "have a seat."
The lady in me appreciated the gentlemanly offer of the helping hand, and the fun loving slut appreciated the hard cock waiting for me.
I dropped my thong panties and stood in front of Alan with Jack rubbing my breasts from behind me. I can't say he was helpful as I was stripping but it was nice to have my Daddy's rough hands on my soft skin. I liked knowing I was making him happy.
Meanwhile, Jack's attention to my nipples was sending electric shocks through my body. He was a bit rough, moving his fingers like he was changing a radio dial, but I wanted it rough. I wanted them to push my body to the limit to see just what I could do.
I wasn't afraid, the weed took care of that. And I wasn't nervous or shy, the E took care of that. I just wanted to be ravaged and I wanted to give them my everything.
Sucking it was one thing, having all of that cock in me was another though. I was getting lightheaded just looking at it and thinking about stretching myself to handle all of it.
"I think I'd better sit down."
"That's a good idea Cindy, come let me get a piece of that pussy."
That's not what I meant, but it was probab
ly a good idea. If I let this guy take me from behind I wouldn't have any control over how things went. If I rode him, I could slow things down if I needed to back off of a challenge like this.
The voice of fear inside of me was slowly being out shouted by some other voice, a sexy E-fueled super shero vixen one, telling me that I needed to get fucked ASAP. I needed 9 inches of a good strong cock fucking me and I needed it like five minutes ago. I needed a man. I was all woman now, there was no hesitation or second thought. I was a woman with needs and urges and a wet pussy and one or both of these wonderful big dick studs was going to be a fucking gentleman fuck me like a good little slut needed to be fucked.
Turning around to face Mister, I bent over and gave Monster a nice look at the goods. Mister was stroking his cock back to full hardness but my attention was immediately drawn back to Monster as he kissed the back of my neck and let his kisses trail down my spine. He threw me a few kisses that landed lower and lower on my back, until they reached my waist. I felt a small fire start to build as they went lower and lower and reached the parting of my ass cheeks. Kisses that landed like pecks start to land like French kisses, and by the time Monster gets to my asshole, they are landing like tongue fueled explorations of my body.
Flicking his tongue back and forth on my asshole, I was paralyzed by the sensation. I arched my back in response to the magic and that made my ass poke out even further, which only presented an even better target for Monster's oral devotions.
Damn, I have been missing out on having my salad tossed.
The wet tongue on my spread asshole was a feeling I still can't describe when I look back on it, expect that it was fucking incredible. Every nerve was on fire and as if it didn't feel good enough, the nasty taboo nature of the act just turned me on even more.
These nasty motherfuckers were in the same house as me all this time? I can't believe we never did this before!
I was still a lady, so I couldn't let Mister just "hang" by himself, so I offered the tip of my tongue to wet the tip of his cock as he stroked it in front of me.
Bored with worshipping my ass with his mouth, Monster put his hands on my hips and pulled me back, letting me know that it was time to bring this thing to a head. I liked having a man tell me what the next move was and when we were going to make it, it was nice to let somebody else take the reigns for a change. His strong forceful grip made me want to grab my ankles and let him have whatever hole he wanted, all so I could ease the growing ache in my lower belly.
My ass was grateful for all of the attention and I was relaxed knowing a man was in control. Plus, it was great that Mister was kind enough to massage my breasts with his free hand while he took care of himself. Such a gentleman, that Mister was, he and I are going to have to stay friends after all of this is done.
I turned to give him my best "I want you inside of me" look, and I think he read me loud and clear.
Monster mumbled something about how beautiful I was right now, and he raised his eyebrow on the "right now" portion so I was certain that he meant with all of my goodies spread for him a few inches from his face and two feet from his Monster cock. Monster flicked his thumb over my clit again and again and pressed and held that position that made me squirm the most. I almost didn't notice the fingers that he slid inside of me to warm me up until he did the "come here" motion with his fingers and almost made me loose my footing with ecstasy.
My pussy was already dripping wet, but I appreciated a good warm up. Monster was hitting my G-spot with every "hither" motion and Mister was giving me a lovely pain and pleasure cocktail the way he was manhandling my tits. I was so lucky that my first slut experience was with such gentlemen who already cared about me.
I almost laughed to myself but I figured a good daughter and/or sister shouldn't laugh when two men had their dicks out like this, fragile egos and all that.
I was tight, but I wasn't full. Monster had magic fingers that knew exactly what to do, but they weren't enough. He added a third finger and the magic just grew by that much more. I tried to back down on his hand to enjoy more, but there just wasn't enough.
The feeling of longing for more didn't take away from how much I loved being stretched like this though. All I could do was enjoy myself as Monster played me like an instrument and wait until the second act of the concerto.
Maestro Monster was ready for that next act sooner than I thought, but not a moment too soon. I hadn't noticed but he was lowering my ass gradually so that my slit was hovering just above his erect penis.
I felt that part of him that just minutes ago I wasn't certain I could handle in my mouth about to enter me where nothing bigger than a few fingers had been before. I shut my eyes waiting for the pain, but it never came.
It was uncomfortable for the first moment, but it felt like an itch that was so good to scratch. Every nanosecond of discomfort was met with what felt like an hour of pleasure as Monster scratched that itch with his strong veiny girth. Monster felt even thicker than he looked, thicker than the three quasi spread fingers that he warmed me up with moments ago.
I tensed up mid-stroke, unsure if I could handle the extra length and girth that was going to come when he took me all the way. I had my hands on a rail on each wall, controlling how much I sat down. I was insatiable and even though each stroke let me take more and more of Monster inside of me, I didn't know that I could handle it all.
Sensing my hesitation, Monster got a good grip on my fleshy hips and whispered just loud enough that I could hear him, "All the way little sis. You're going to take all of it."
At the same time that he pulled me down to be impaled by that giant penis, he thrust upward, giving me all 9 inches of length and more girth than my mouth could handle. Monster slid all the way home and didn't stop until I felt the hair of his balls at the bottom of my vagina.
I took a quick inventory of my body in the second that it took to register the feeling. I was tingling all over in places that I didn't know existed moments ago, but was fully aware of now that I was stuffed full of long, hot, hard Monster. I feel myself throbbing around him, aware of how we were joined and super sensitive to his slightest movement.
All of this took but a moment to compute, my mind was in super computer mode and didn't need a spare second to tally everything up.
The bottom line was that I felt fucking incredible. I was full and for the first time, that empty burning inside of me was quenched. It only lasted as long as he was balls deep inside of me, and I missed him every time I had to raise up at the end of his stroke.
Every inch of my body was alive in a way that it wasn't earlier and all sensors were focused on my pussy. I could feel every inch of Monster all over my body and when he was hilt deep inside of me, we felt like we were one. I thought I felt his heart beat, felt the blood in his swollen cock move around inside of me, felt every rise and fall of skin pulled tight over veins and twists of muscle.
His thrusts must of inspired me, and soon my lips were putting on an inspired performance. No longer just offering a passive lick, soon the thrusts of my tongue mimicked the movements of my hips. I let it dance on Mister's cock and he thanked me for it with more moans and thrusts than before. I took a hand from the wall that I was bracing myself with and grabbed Mister's sides, letting his oblique muscles balance me when I needed it. Mister grabbed the back of my head and was fucking my mouth the way Monster was using my other half. I'm not sure who was rougher with me, but I loved giving them control and taking every inch of cock they reamed me with.
My other hand was on Monster's thigh and the muscles rippled each time he trusted back into me. As much as I loved fucking that giant cock, I was having my own separate party just enjoying feeling that living tissue, that tanned steel, dance beneath my grip.
Monster was moving in an out of me with ease, my wet pussy long molded to his cock by now. I was the perfect receptacle for him now, my inner spaces bending to accommodate him and the tight sensation that came from my being pulled apart from all
angles. I was doing my best to work my newfound muscles and milk Monster's cock. His moans told me that just my taking him balls deep was enough of a warm tight reward for Monster to more than love what my pussy could do for him.
I remember, forever ago, my dick would be seem a little bit harder right before I came. I never put much thought into it, because my mouth, pussy or hand that my dick was inside could handle a little bit of extra demand. This time, I was the one being filled to the brim at both sides; huge dicks were using me up and putting miles on my body that I didn't count on.
I felt that extra twinge coming from in front of me first. Mister's cock was inching little by little down my throat, a bit more with each stroke, and it wasn't just him holding the back of my head. Mister's cock was growing in my mouth. It wasn't a huge increase but my already strained throat noticed the difference. Mister's penis was reaching new depths of my throat and I could feel the build up as he was about to explode in my mouth. I locked my lips even tighter around his rod, not wanting to miss a drop when my meal came.
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