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Everyone's got a story about how they lost their virginity, and this is
mine. Like everything, I tried to do it in the most spectacular way I
could imagine. And I succeeded beyond my wildest adolescent fantasies.

I was born and bred in New Orleans, Louisiana. My once thick accent has
tapered off over the years into an easy drawl. Hard to believe to the
casual reader that once upon a time I used to run around with a rowdy crowd
down in the Irish Channel, where the summer air is thicker than molasses in
January. The lads, as my father used to call us, were just a bunch of
prepubescent punks from the neighborhood really. But that was the best
c***dhood. During muggy days I'd escape from the stuffy perfumed
atmosphere of our Garden District home near Magazine Street and seek out
the other guys to hang with. We'd swap stories and generally get into
trouble. It was a day and an age long before I ever got the nickname
Eagle. Back then I was still plain old Marc to all who knew me, and there
was nothing in my universe outside those sweet southern streets.

But when I was ready to start high school the world turned upside down.

But perhaps a little background first. You see my father was a
Scotsman, born and raised. My mother on the other hand can trace her Cajun
ancestors in Louisiana back before the Revolutionary War. She'd spent one
wild and hot summer traveling Europe as a young woman, which is when she
met my father in London. He was working there for an American oil company.
A few nights of passion produced Peter, my older brother, and the rest as
they say is history. My father truly did love my mother and tried to
indulge her hometown fantasies of Bourbon Street and Mardi Gras for
thirteen years. But he was always too much of a world traveler to stay put
forever.

His dream was the Wild West. He switched jobs from the gulf oil company
that he was working for and moved to Colorado to be closer to the business
interests in Denver. His great American dream was this crazy idea of
living a rougher, country life. So the family packed up and headed off to
the ranch country up north. Of course my father was not about to become a
rancher. He was too busy wheeling and dealing for that, spending most of
his time in London or New York on business. My mother enjoyed a glamorous
lifestyle, so she sure as shit hated Colorado. She escaped at every
opportunity, leaving Peter and I to take care of ourselves.

And Peter was the Man.

I thought the sun rose and set around him. He was a couple years older
than me, but he got to experience everything first. From the time I was in
diapers I'd always followed him around like a puppy. He's a good guy
mostly and he was always great to me. I mean we would tease each other a
lot, but then which brothers don't?

Peter understood me.

When I was eleven and after my first real boner, my father had given me
a discreet talking to about what a hard on meant and why it was appropriate
to `control' myself in public, as he put it. He was far too reserved and
British to be very good at talking about sex though, and if it hadn't been
for Peter I think I'd have been completely lost. The lads talked about
anything dirty we heard from our dads, uncles, brothers or cousins.
Problem was not too many of us knew how to synthesize the info into a
coherent whole. I knew that if I wanted answers I needed Peter.

Peter made sense of what the lads talked about.

Unlike the ribbing I'd been expecting when I first came to him he was
very sober about the whole thing. He explained to me what he knew about
choking the snake. To help me along, he even snuck me a copy of Playboy,
which made me real popular with the lads. For the first time I could
comprehend with a visual image exactly what my equipment was for. To
celebrate Peter also stole some tequila from the liquor cabinet and taught
me how to do my first shot. I started everything young.

Peter came through for me. When our father dragged us there, Peter
being older, learned what he needed to get by, and taught me all the skills
I needed to know too. Like fishing and hunting, wrangling and rodeo. He
and I could do everything a rancher's k** could. It was going to take some
charm, but I had that in spades.

Being a jock was probably the biggest help. Peter loved football and he
taught me everything I know about the game. After cattle and country
music, sports were everything in that place.

I did end up doing all right for myself. I got by.

So it was in Colorado then that I began my descent down that road which
is manhood; which brings with it that awful need to fuck all the time. The
only difference was instead of being in New Orleans, I was in Colorado and
the lads had changed to a new crowd of guys. Not so street smart, but more
rough and tumble. The horrors of the virgin are many. And guys being
guys, razzing on virgins is what they do.

Maybe it was that country air, or the breeding a****ls everyone seems
exposed to on all the ranches. Maybe it was just getting older and more
desperate. I dunno. But a young man's thoughts just inevitably stay fixed
on women. There was not a one of us guys even at a relatively tender age
who would admit to not having gotten any. Truth is that adolescence is
often a terrible gnawing experience of wanting to jump every hot girl you
see and learning how to control yourself. And I was horny and jacking off
every night.

Of course, as I've already told you, there's a girl in the story.

Her name was Kelley, and she was everything in the world to me. Or at
least I thought so at the time. She was a tall cool drink of water, and
she had this pair of tits that just seemed to stand up all on their own. I
just wanted to reach out and caress them every time I saw her.

She left me with a raging hard on whenever I thought of her, which was
so unbelievably often, man. It was her that I thought of every night I
jacked off.

Problem was she was Peter's girlfriend.

Current fuck was probably a more apt description. The older he got the
more he moved through women like some guys go through a pack of cigarettes.
But, man, he did it with such finesse. He kept them begging for more. And
they would come back for more, too. He was my idol. All he'd have to do
was crook his little finger and he could have more pussy than a toilet
seat.

Kelley was a cheerleader and they were always the easiest to tap anyway.
Peter told me one night that he thought she was a little too willing
sometimes. I asked him what was wrong with that. That's when I learned my
first lesson about women. Some women were for dating and some just
weren't. It didn't make them bad people either way, but it was something a
man needed to understand.

So it is at this point that my story really begins.

I had thought that everyone was gone. So I settled into the bathroom
with an old copy of Hustler that my brother had nicked a couple years
before. In fact I was thinking about Kelley when Peter barged in the
bathroom without knocking and found me jerking off.

He waltzed into the bathroom just as I desperately d****d the magazine
over my long dong silver, quickly managing to hide my dignity.

"Looks like little b*o's spanking the monkey again," he laughed, not
really paying close attention, "What's the problem my man?"

"Fuck off!" I said, embarrassed, "Go away!"

I was feeling desperately trapped there with the magazine covering my
wherewithal and having lost any good feelings I might have had before he
walked through the door.

"Hey, b*o," he said all casually, "Don't get so upset. We all do it ya
know. Nothing to get all prissy about. Besides I need to take a piss."

He walked over to the toilet, with his back to me, whipped out his dick
and let go the flow. As I heard his urine hit the water below, I just got
really irritated.

"What the fuck do you know, man?" I asked, genuine anger in my voice.

I stood up pulling my boxers up over my now soft, floppy dick, "You get
all the pussy you want."

He turned his head around and looked at me soberly, taking in my angry
face.

"Hey, dude," he said with some sympathy, "You're still young, ya know? I
can't help you get laid yet, but maybe I can give you the next best thing."

Finishing, he zipped himself up.

"What you mean? Dad's porno tapes? I already seen `em man!"

"No, dude," he replied, "I mean Kelley!"

I perked up instantly. I had just confided in him the week before how
hot I thought she was, especially when she wore those tight skirts that
rode up her thighs. Like what red blooded American male wouldn't have
thought so?

"She's downstairs right now, man," he said earnestly, "Why the fuck do
you think I came home so early? I was gonna ask you to make yourself
scarce so I could get me a little afternoon delight."

"Oh," I said, disappointed, "I'll head over to Steve's for awhile then."

I knew he'd do the same for me if I were ever actually lucky enough to
be in that situation.

"Well, guy," he said, his voice taking on an excited conspiratorial
whisper, he put his hand on my shoulder pulling me closer, "Maybe that's
where I can help. You know mom's closets?"

I nodded thinking of the louvered doors that were so big you could
easily see through them.

"Go get in the closet, and we'll give you a show."

I nodded to him, pulling up my pants, hurriedly trying to get to my
place.

"But Marc," he called after, caution in his voice, "If she catches you
or you do something stupid, I'll fuck you up! You got that? Never mess
with any tail that belongs to me. Got that?"

"Yes," I sighed, nodding.

What the hell did he think I was going to do? Like I was honestly going
to fuck this opportunity up.

I slipped into my mother's closet in my parent's room. They were in
London for the week. I'm sure Mom was having a shopping spree at Harrod's
even as I was taking up my stealthy position kneeling behind the door. I
tell you I was so excited at the point I couldn't give a fuck if I was in
Milan or butt fucking Egypt. But I earned my show, waiting maybe twenty
minutes before anything happened.

Just as I was about to give up hope, I heard Kelley's laughter as she
came up the stairs. Peter's heavy footfalls followed behind her.

"Don't be such a tease Kel," he said in a mockingly whiny sort of way,
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

"That's original," she said, sounding bored.

But even so, she turned around and melted into his waiting arms.

"Baby," she said in a low sultry voice, "You know all you need to do is
ask."

He took that as his invitation to move in. This was not their first
time of course. I knew that. Hell, everyone knew that.

Peter slowly bent to kiss her, and her eyes closed in response as she
savored his mouth. I grew noticeably harder when Kelley parted her lips,
allowing Peter's tongue entry. His tongue touched hers, exploring her
mouth as they made out. He moved as if to pull away, but she reached up
and pulled his mouth down to hers again. His tongue snaked into her mouth
and remained there for a good long while.

God, I wish I had a stopwatch.

Reluctantly they finally broke apart. He released her arms and her hand
held the back of his head as they kissed. Her thighs moved against my
brother's as their kissing grew more urgent. Peter responded by caressing
up and down the side of her smaller body, running his hand over her leg and
the side of her ass as they made out. Then she moaned loudly as his hand
cupped her breast over her top.

I could see her nipples harden through the thin, taut material. Peter
was relentless as his tongue shot into her mouth. His hand slid down her
smooth stomach, over her skirt and between her legs. She moaned again when
his hand touched her sensitive area through the material. He began to
gently rub her covered pussy and she kissed him with more intensity, her
own hands sliding down his body. Her hand found his bulge in his jeans and
her fingers traced its outline.

Peter took her actions as a sign to continue. In a swift gesture, he
used both hands to pull her shirt up and over head, revealing the lacy
black bra that was all she was wearing underneath.

Absent-mindedly I moved my hand down to stroke my boner through my
jeans.

Now uncovered, Peter slid one hand under her skirt and into her black
panties, stroking the slit I knew would be found there. His fingers
appeared to be working with intensity. She kissed him harder and her hand
merely rested on his crotch as she obviously enjoyed the feelings in her
pussy. His finger gently caressed up and down the lips of her cunt as he
moved to kiss her upper lips with his mouth. Then he dipped a finger into
her tight hole and all hell broke loose.

"Oh, fuck!" she moaned loudly, breaking their kiss temporarily.

Peter pushed his finger all the way inside her. He began to slide it in
and out of her, and he felt his own button loosen and his fly go down.

Kelley reached into Peter's jeans and began playing with my brother's
manhood. I could see the excitement in his eyes as he now clearly fucked
her pussy with his finger. But to his partner's clear disappointment,
Peter pulled his hand out of her panties. He grabbed her skirt, undid
something at the back, and tugged it downward, breaking the kiss as it fell
to the floor. She turned her back to the closet for a moment then, and I
had a spectacular view of that gorgeous round ass. I let out a deep breath
at the way those matching panties covered her cheeks, the fabric so smooth
and tight.

Peter let his hand slide up over the curve of her smooth ass as he bent
to kiss her once more. Their lips smacked loudly as his hand found the
warmth of her cunt and began to rub her through her panties again. His
fingers eased her panties to one side as his tongue explored her mouth. He
began to caress her puckered lips with the tips of his fingers, holding her
panties aside.

"Oh, Kel," he said excitedly, "Hurry up, babe. I gotta get some quick."

She moaned into his mouth again, her hand diving back into his jeans.
Unable to take much more, she pushed him willingly over to our parent's bed
and eased him onto his back so that she was straddling him. She began to
rub her panty covered crotch against the thick bulge in his jeans,
breathing heavily into his mouth.

Still kissing him, Kelley pushed his shirt up his body, revealing the
bricks of his abdominal muscles and his thick chest. They broke the kiss
as she pulled his shirt up over his head. Then she began to kiss down his
chest, her tongue briefly teasing his nipple on the way by. She kissed
down his belly to the top of his jeans. They were in profile to me at that
point. Her tits were hanging down in front of her. Fucking Christ! Real
goddamn tits hanging there! It was all I could do not to burst out of that
closet right then and there. My brother had his hands cupping those
fucking unbelievable tits right now. Occasionally he moved his mouth
closer to hers for a kiss.

She moved her hands to undo the buttons of his jeans. He was helpless
to resist, even if he'd wanted to. And I'm pretty sure he didn't. She was
desperate and I heard my brother groan as we both watched her kissing his
package from the outside of his jeans. Then like a little girl unable to
contain her eagerness on Christmas morning, she undid his jeans and pulled
them down his legs. This was followed by his boxers, freeing his long,
rock hard cock. It swung up into view, its large head teasingly slapping
her in the cheek.

His pants and boxers were now down around his ankles. He sat up on the
bed, supported by his arms, and she got down on her knees. She threw his
underwear on the floor, crawling quickly back up to his dick. Her hand
gripped his shaft, stroking it expertly as she stared at it. I watched
Kelley bend towards his dick. Her tongue snaked out and licked the top of
his mushroom tip, and he gasped letting out a low long moan. She slowly
stroked him. Then I could see her tongue snake out to curl along his
underside, a strand of her saliva leaving a trail back to her lips. Peter
reached his hand down to play with her long blonde hair as she played with
him Then half heartedly grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back so that
she was looking into his eyes. She liked to his base, her eyes on his.
Then she sucked one of his balls into her mouth, and his hands went down
and held the sides of her head, holding her down there. I could hear the
sounds she made, slurping as she went, releasing his testicle, and licking
back up his pole.

She eased his cock into her hungry mouth, sliding her lips down his
shaft. She expertly took as much of him into her mouth as she could,
holding it there for an instant, before sliding her lips back up to the
top. Then Kelley began to bob her head up and down, slurping hungrily on my
brother's meat. Slurp, slurp, slurp, she went so loudly that I felt like I
was right next to them on the bed.

I could see her from the side and from behind on her hands and knees,
head bobbing up and down hungrily. I thought that she had the most
wonderful ass, as I stared fixatedly at the tiny black triangle of her
panties covering those creamy round cheeks. It was perfect. I could see
Kelley's lips slide up and down my brother's thick cock. He gently held
her hair back out of her face as she gave him amazing head. I thought it
was for my benefit as I could now see her stunning face much better that
way.

She pulled his cock out of her mouth and she looked at him, smiling.

"Get on the bed bitch!" he commanded.

Quickly she obeyed, crawling up onto the bed towards him. She pressed
her panty covered crotch against his shaft and she began to rub herself
against him as her searching lips found his. They kissed sloppily as he
they ground together. Peter boldly slid his hands up her back, and I
watched him unsnap her bra and tear it off her, freeing her breasts to hang
before his face. They were amazing, so large and round. I wanted to feel
them.

His hands caressed them, squeezed them, feeling her hard nipples as he
kissed all around her chest. She was breathing heavily, and I watched his
tongue lick around her nipples. I could also see from that angle that her
panties were completely soaked as she continued to grind herself against my
brother.

Trying not to take her tits away from his mouth, Kelley raised her ass a
little, her hands trying to push that last vestige of clothing, her
panties, down. She slipped the dainty things off her ass, revealing her
gorgeous white cheeks to me in all of their naked glory. She was forced to
pull away from Peter a little as she raised a leg off the bed and pushed
her panties further down. Finally, she was able to scramble out of them,
pulling them off her feet and dropping them on the floor with the rest of
her clothes.

It looked to me that her pussy was shaved with just a little trail of
dark hair to guide the way for a hungry cock. Peter playfully shoved his
lover onto the bed, and she fell on her back with her mounds hanging above
her on her chest, one foot dangling over the bed.

Peter moved over to a dresser and opened up the top drawer. He took out
a foil wrapped condom that must have belonged to my father's stash and
ripped it open with his teeth. He turned his back to the bed, tauntingly
shaking his ass at Kelley. He was facing right at my hiding spot. Peter
seemed to look right at me. Slowly he took his left hand and stroked up
and down on his long hard prick, jerking it off, pointing it right at me,
leering like a madman. I think my being there was a big turn on for him.
With his right hand he rolled the condom down his length, the condom taut
around his bulging manhood.

He winked at me before he moved back over to the bed. A somewhat
sinister look had come over his face. It seemed to excite her even more.

"You ready for this bitch!"

"Let me feel it Pete," she begged.

"What do you want to feel?"

"Let me feel that long hard cock," she said with a tone of pleading in
her voice.

He grabbed her thighs forcefully, lifting her ass off the bed and
pulling her to the edge. His cock was magnificently hard and standing
straight up in the air. He pulled her pussy up enough so that he could
enter her, his manhood moving over the outside of her pussy. I'm not sure
if this show was for my benefit or not.

"You're so wet, you slut," he growled, "You like this don't you? Tell
me how much you like my cock in your cunt, whore."

His dirty talk seemed to turn her on even more.

"Fill me up," she cried her hands moving up through her hair, her back
arching.

Peter was still rubbing himself over her pussy lips; his dick on her
clit inciting her to moan loudly. Then he moved her down jerkingly and in
one swift, brutal stroke he thrust inside her, burying himself in her glory
hole. He pumped in and out, recklessly, pistoning his ass for maximum
penetration on every thrust. Kelley cried out for all she was worth and
begged him to fuck her even harder.

I pulled my intense hard on out of my jeans and started to stroke
pre-cum over my dick, the slickness oozing around my fingers.

I looked up when I heard Peter say, "Bitch you are so tight!"

After a pause he added, "Get on you stomach."

He flipped her over, so that I could see right up to her cunt. He then
crawled up on top of her. I could actually see his dick as it slipped into
that runway, his balls hanging down, bobbing with every thrust.

I moved my hand up and down, timing myself to his thrusts, slowing only
when I got too excited. I wanted this to last.

Peter suddenly pulled out of her pussy, and she and I both moaned that
the show had ended so abruptly. But Peter lay on his back next to her, and
she scrambled on top of him. Kelley's hot, wet pussy was now pressed
against his shaft, and she began to rub herself against him. They were
both gasping for breath as she inclined her head to his, her lips again
finding his, and her tongue darting inside his mouth.

After about two minutes of grinding, Kelley reached underneath her,
breaking the kiss. Her hand raised his cock up into the air and she
pressed her hungry slit against the fat head. Her eyes glazed over as she
slowly eased his penis inside her welcoming hole until he was halfway
inside her.

"Oh, oh, oh," she sighed, her tightness stretching around his manhood.

Peter's hands slid down to her soft ass, squeezing and spreading her
white ass cheeks. He allowed me to have the perfect view of Kelley's pink
cunt lips stretching outward around the mid point of his thick cock. She
slid her pussy off of most of his dick, before slamming her ass down on his
lap, driving his entire rod into her needy twat in one stroke.

"Oh! Yes!" she moaned loudly.

Peter began to thrust his hips up into the air. Kelley in turn began to
ride him, sliding his meat in and out of her. He pulled her down on him,
his mouth finding hers and they locked into a kiss.

I had the most remarkable view of my brother's dick ramming upwards into
Kelley's eager cunt, over and over. I continued to jerk off, watching
them. My brother still had a good grip of his lover's ass cheeks and was
spreading them as if he was trying to give me the best show.

She moaned into his mouth. forced to break the kiss, her moans carried
across the room to where I sat in the closet. Her last moan was long and
loud as I heard her achieve an orgasm. She was weak from cumming, but my
brother did all the work for her, slamming his hard cock upwards into her.
As she finally settled down, he slowed.

He gently eased her off of him, and I could hear the audible noise his
cock made when it slipped out of her wet twat leaving a vacuum. Peter
rolled her over onto her back, and Kelley obediently lay on the bed with
her legs spread wide, invitingly.

Her pink, swollen pussy lips were framed by that delicately trimmed
pubic hair. Peter suddenly bent down between her legs and immediately
began lightly licking her sensitive slit. She sighed with pleasure. He
slid his hands under her ass, holding her soft ass cheeks as he slid his
tongue into her steamy hole, tasting her juices. He gently sucked her lips
into his mouth, running his tongue over them softly but quickly.

I was getting quite an education.

Kelly squirmed beneath him, her hand reaching between her legs and
holding his head there. Peter released the lips of her cunt, and slowly
licked his way up to her clit.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned in pure pleasure.

His tongue teased around her tiny button, nudging at times but never
truly focusing on it. Then he held her clit between his lips, and his
tongue danced over it rapidly. This moan came loudest of all, as she
writhed her pussy up into his face. He began to run his tongue lightly up
and down her clit relentlessly, driving her towards the edge.

She appeared to be losing it again.

I was taking notes about pleasing women.

"Oh God!" she finally moaned as the intensity wore off.

Peter kissed her twat one last time before kissing his way up her
stomach. He briefly stopped at her beautiful tits, kissing and sucking at
her nipples, before continuing on up her chest. He kissed up her neck and
her mouth quickly found his and they kissed passionately. As if with a
mind of its own, his hard dick found the entrance to her treasure and he
slid inside her warmth in one eager stroke.

Once more my brother was joined with his lover. He sent his tongue into
her mouth as he slowly slid most of his dick out of her. Then he slid back
into her hard. Her hands clawed at his back, and her feet caressed up and
down his legs. He began to fuck her at a steady pace, kissing her
lustfully as his pole drilled in and out of her. Through the slats in the
door, I watched Kelley raise her feet in the air. My brother's ass thrust
faster and faster. I watched Peter break the kiss, and could now hear
Kelley's moans clearly.

"OHHHH, GOD!" she cried again, her legs were outstretched, her hands
were clawing at him.

My brother increased the pace further, losing it as well.

He moved in and out.

"I could fuck you..." Peter moaned, "Ah, oh baby that's it right
there...ooh...all the time."

"Harder, baby..." she cried, responding, "Unnnggghhh...it's so
hard...ooooh....OOOH. I'm cumming!"

Up and down, UP and DOWN, faster, my hand worked my shaft.

My head fell back, seeing him pierce her over and over again out of my
narrowed eyes.

Oh, my toes were tingling. Oh, it felt so good; better than jerking off
to any porno.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" cried out Peter.

Kelley let out one long shrill yell.

Up.

In.

Down.

Out.

Long strokes.

Her tits were bouncing up and down with every thrust, and I knew I was
ready to cum at the sight. Sudden rushing. Squirting. I stroked my cock
a few more times and stifled a groan as it spasmed in my hand, shooting my
cum all over the frame of the door, onto the floor, and on my hand,
everywhere. I was cumming, and I couldn't stop myself. I had to keep from
falling through the door and letting my brother and his girlfriend know
that I was watching them.

I looked up. Peter's hips were moving at a faster pace now; his long
even thrusts had now become fast hard darts into her pussy. Spearing her.

Suddenly I head Peter grunting, as he forced himself to say, "I'm
cumming!"

He groaned, thrusting a few more times. He slid his entire penis far
inside her, back arched, head thrown back, holding himself there. Kelley
wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him tight, and then she
sighed happily as his dick jerked a couple more times. Peter's mouth
covered hers in a passionate, breathless kiss as he finished inside her.

I was a little disappointed that there was no money shot, but otherwise
it had been an intense experience.

Then it was all over. Peter lay on top of Kelley for a few minutes,
softening inside her, as they kissed in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
Their lips smacked loudly as they caught their breath. But finally he
collapsed onto the bed, rolling over and sliding out of her sloppy cunt in
the process. He got off of the bed pulled off the condom, and threw on his
underwear.

I reached for a handkerchief to start cleaning my mess up.

Kelley meanwhile was completely jazzed from the sex.

"Let's go for a swim," she said.

Motioning with her head, she got up stark naked and was out the door
like a shot.

Pete gave out a long contented sigh.

"I'll be right there darlin," he called out after her.

"Don't keep me waiting too long!" I heard her say, calling back as she
headed down the stairs.

Peter got up and came over to the closet. He opened the door to reveal
me slouched against the wall. I had pulled my jeans back up at that point,
but my little mess was still apparent.

"Well, looks like you got some cleaning up to do," he said grinning from
ear to ear, "Did you like the show?"

I grunted my affirmative response.

"Bet you can't wait to get some, boy," he said as a matter of fact.

He handed his condom to me.

"Price of admission," he said, smirking, as I gingerly took hold of his
used rubber, "You get to tidy up this little mess. Do a good job."

He was gone like that. I looked over the condom, at the cum inside. It
was a pervy thing to do, but I couldn't help myself, wondering, hoping I
might also have a chance to use one.

When they were gone I cleaned up the room, disposing of the evidence.
This had been the most thrilling sexual experience of my life to that
point, and even though I hadn't gotten to do anything, the whole thing had
been so worth it.

* *

A week passed quickly and the next Sunday I found myself doing some yard
work. By noon the sun had really started to beat down and I had lost my
shirt about an hour before. Now I've been working out since I was twelve,
and I knew I was a good-looking little devil, and I had a pretty decent
body at that age. I wasn't as thick with muscle back then as I became
later in high school and in the Marines. Even though I was doing football
and lifting weights at the time. I was leaner then, but cocky, and even
though I hadn't reached my full growth, I had put on some respectable size.

There I was shirtless, sweaty, heading back to the house for a shower
when Kelley drove up in her red mustang convertible. Peter was at his
friend Brian's right about then. I think he had gone over there to check
out Brian's new dirt bike or something. She waved at me and I changed
direction to intercept her in the driveway. As I approached her car she
took off her sunglasses. Her eyes drifted from my boots up over my cut off
jeans and up to my bare chest. I wiped the sweat away from my eyes.

"Peter's not here," I called out.

"Oh?" she said, "That's too bad. Well I just came over to pick up
something I left the other day anyway. Mind if I run up to his room and
check?"

Of course I knew exactly what she was talking about. She had never
bothered to put her bra and panties back on that afternoon. So I had
collected them as souvenirs.

I don't know what I was feeling looking at her. I think I was imagining
her having sex with Pete frankly. Or imagining myself having sex with her.

"Um, I guess," I replied sheepishly.

Back then I could still be pretty shy sometimes. Especially around
older women I had crushes on.

"Good," she said.

She got out of the car. She was wearing some short cut offs and a
little shirt top tied above her stomach holding in that awesome rack.

"Have you been working out?" she asked me, appraisingly.

"Yeah," I said, quietly.

"Let me see," she said, "Make a muscle."

I blushed in embarrassment, but brought my arm up anyways, flexing it,
my bicep bunching up to form a nice round ball as I did so.

"Very nice," she said, taking a step toward me at the same time.

I was feeling a hardening in my crotch as I looked at her. I don't know
if she noticed or not. But she smiled at me.

"Don't worry Marc," she told me, "I'll just run upstairs and be right
back."

She walked over to the house and went inside. Realizing what she was
after I rushed after her. She was up in Peter's room by the time I caught
up with her.

She looked around in his clothesbasket, "Where the hell are they?"

When she heard my footfalls she looked up to see me holding up her black
bra.

"Now why would you happen to have that?" she asked.

I swallowed hard, unable to think of a quick answer.

"That one is my favorite," she continued in a sultry voice, "I got it
from Victoria's Secret. Do you ever look at that magazine? Hmmm?"

I was completely speechless at that point. I realized I must have
looked an idiot, but she seemed to find it endearing, as she got this
crooked little smile on her face.

"Peter told me all about the other day you know," she said confidingly,
"You little sneak. Did you enjoy the show?"

I nodded.

"Wanna see what this looks like on me?" she asked.

"Yes," I said, holding my breath.

"Okay then," she replied, "Turn around and I'll put it on."

I don't know what made me do it, maybe it was the feeling in my stiff
cock, but I steeled my spine and told her firmly, "No."

She looked at me strangely and said, "Well if that's the way you want
it."

She smiled, untied her shirt and pulled it over her head. She was
wearing a little lacy red bra underneath; she reached behind her and tried
to undo the clasp.

"Would you help me with this?" she asked.

I walked over to her tentatively and reached behind her, the bra came
loose, spilling out its milky white contents. Her big rosy nipple was
right by my hand. Without even thinking I reached out and started to touch
it. I was beside myself in panic. It was the first time I had felt a
naked breast. But I didn't let go. Those couple girls that I had managed
to cop a feel from before this point had all been wearing bras at the time.
I started stroking. She let out a sigh and then she leaned back on the
bed, pulling me down on top of her. Without much warning she reached up to
kiss my mouth. This part at least was familiar territory to me, and my
tongue slid gently around her mouth, as I breathed in her musky sweet
scent. I felt her reach down to stroke my dick through my jean shorts. Her
other hand stroked across the sweat on my chest, a drop of which collected
on her fingers. Kelley put her hand to her mouth savoring the salty taste
on her tongue.

"You're kinda cute," she whispered, "For a young punk."

I blushed again. It was becoming a regular occurrence, but she didn't
pay it any mind. Her head snaked across the space between us to lick
perspiration from around my nipple. Her tongue lingered over my chest.

"Do you wanna fuck me?" she asked, breathing heavily.

I was beyond embarrassed by this point. My face was beet red. I
started to pull away.

"What's the matter?" she asked with concern in her voice.

"I've never done this before," I said self-consciously.

She got a really sweet look on her face, reached up and pulled me down
to her, kissed me once and then pushed me aside.

"Is that all?" she laughed, "We all have to start sometime."

She got up and undid the buttons of her shorts and slipped them off.
Slowly she eased them down until she was wearing only her panties. This
time the little lacy things had red hearts on them. Ever so slowly she
slid those down too until I at last got a close up glimpse of that
gorgeous, almost shaved cunt that my brother spoke so highly of. My cock
leapt in my pants, tugging to get out. I stood up eagerly, nervous. She
moved to me and undid my pants with aching slowness, letting them drop to
the floor.

I pushed my boxers down to release my big tool, which was semi hard.

"Oh, man," she said staring at it in awe, "I thought your brother was
hung but this takes the cake."

She grabbed my dick in her tight little fist.

"It's so big!" she exclaimed, handling me all over.

The lads and I had compared ourselves a couple times when we were k**s
down in the Big Easy, but it was the first time I had ever gotten any
confirmation from a woman on how big my prick really was.

Not even Pete had ever gotten a good glimpse of me erect and proud.

For the first time I felt like I had a one up on my brother. And that
made me feel powerful somehow. Emboldened, I pushed her back down on the
bed and, reaching down, slipped off my boots and stepped out of my pants
and boxers.

"And still growing," I said proudly.

I was aching with need at that point. I climbed slowly up on top of
her. I was going with the feeling, because I sure as shit hadn't ever done
anything like this other than in my dreams. I sort of moved my dick around
down below near her pussy, trying to figure out how to maneuver it to make
it useful to the purpose for which it was required. My prick felt
something wet and warm down in that unfamiliar territory, as it slid back
and forth across the surface of her cunt lips. I looked down and pushed my
super hard rod into that moist flesh. I felt her give way and it felt like
pure gold.

"That's it," she murmured in my ear, "Now you're getting it. Move it
in. Slowly."

It was tight and so moist inside, warming me. I moved my mushroom tip
in slowly, the pleasure almost painful, and everywhere that warm moist
feeling. I managed a few more inches. My entire body was exploding with
sensation as I eased my hard shaft further into her aching pussy.

"Yeah," she whispered, wrapping her arms around me and pulling my body
towards her, "That's it."

I felt her flesh wrapping around my length. She gave no resistance, no
indication of discomfort. Instinct took over and I began to stroke in and
out, moving my mass a little further inside her each time. To tell the
truth I was so nervous I couldn't tell what was happening. I was only
aware of the feeling of being inside her. Then she started grabbing my ass
and I couldn't hold back any more; I just started squirting inside her.

I hadn't even gotten my prick all the way in yet!

I looked up at her, a tear in my eye, and said genuinely, "I'm sorry."

As I pulled the head of my prick out, I rolled over next to her on the
bed. Failure compounded my earlier embarrassment. What had just happened?

"It's okay," she said calmly, "It's just your first time. A lot of guys
have the same problem. Besides you're a virgin and I'm on the pill, so
what harm could it do?"

I moved down on the bed to look at her vagina, and I started tracing my
finger around her pussy lips, completely fascinated with looking at the
female anatomy so close. My feelings started to change there as we lay
calmly. I felt a well of passion from somewhere deep inside me and, as it
flared, my nervous embarrassment faded. I started to finger her then,
watching my cum ooze out around my fingers. She began to moan then as she
had earlier with Peter. It was clear that she was getting into what I was
doing. Mindful of what my brother had done, I moved my face down to lick
around her cunt. It was just like I had seen in the movies. I found what
I assumed was her clit and remembered Peter telling me about it. When I
played with it she began bucking her hips. After a few minutes her pussy
got really wet. I pulled my head away and started using the fingers of one
hand to finish what I had started. My dick had gotten hard again and I
moved down to stroke it with my other hand. I was still slick and sticky
from my last round.

Her eyes were closed and she moaned rhythmically to the finger fucking I
gave her. Her flesh gripped my digits tightly, and I wanted to feel that
again on my cock.

"Can I have another try?" I asked her.

She opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Go slowly," she said pointedly, "It should be better this time."

I moved up over her into position again. This time I found the way much
more easily, sliding into her. I was wedged in that incredible tightness.
It was like an oven, but soaking wet at the same time. I felt her flesh
give around me, adjusting to my thickness as I pushed inside. When I'd
gotten in about a quarter of the way I met with incredible resistance. Her
flesh was so young and tight. It excited me tremendously. I felt myself
harden even further. I was the biggest she'd had, she said. Then in my
excitement I began to thrust. But more slowly this time. She still felt
like molten gold, but I didn't feel like exploding. I concentrated instead
on the feeling, consciously making an effort to hold myself back from the
edge. Then I found I began to slip in more easily.

It was agonizingly slow, but worth it. On a last potent thrust, before
I even had the chance to register what was happening, I felt my pubic hairs
pressed against her silky skin. I was in all the way. My cock completely
buried inside her body! My balls resting against the soft curve of her
ass. The first time with any woman.

Fuck! I didn't know it was gonna be like this. This good.

This girl was sharing herself with me completely. It was euphoric,
almost exactly like I had always hoped it would be. She pulled me closer
and I rested my head beside hers for a moment, burying my face in her sweet
smelling, gorgeous hair. I felt her ear against my lips and I pressed them
gently to kiss her earlobe silently.

I was amazed. Then I felt need drive my cock. I started moving in and
out slowly. She was very wet and her pussy juice further eased the passage
of my cock. She was stretched comfortably and completely. This movement
was nothing like I'd ever experienced with my trusty right hand. My cock
massaged inside her, pulling on her, and pressing into the walls of her
pussy, creating subtleties of alien, yet addictive awareness. I wanted
this feeling to last forever.

"Fuck me," she commanded.

God, she was incredible. I wanted to pump my body into her with all my
might. I wanted to bury myself into her tight folds and never come out. I
wanted to fuck her until I was exhausted.

I started to move in and out faster; I had more control this time. I
pumped and pumped. Her pussy started contracting, grabbing at my dick, and
I could feel the slick wetness all around, my thick meat keeping pressure
against her walls. I was consumed with this sensation. I concentrated on
my hardness, on my urgency, and her sloppy good hole. Her moans brought me
back to reality.

"You're a fast learner," she cried in my ear, "Come on, Marc. I need
your cock. Harder!"

Stroke, stroke, stroke, the squishing noise of my last round of cum
oozing around my prick, while her cum seeped out around my thighs, coating
my pubic hair. There was a tingling all throughout my dick. Her flesh was
tight, like a vice. Sucking on me like a vacuum cleaner hose.

Finally, I couldn't take anymore. The sensation in my balls filled me.
I kept pumping into her hoping she too had reached satisfaction.

"Oh, God, Kelley," I groaned, "I have to..."

But I didn't get the words out. I grunted instead, and pushed my hips
down into her flesh. I could sense the rush from my balls to my cock as
the floodgates opened. My swollen cock stiffened even harder, magnifying
inside her, slamming a burst of cum into her depths.

"Christ!" I hollered out, "Thank you!"

Suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders, pulling me off Kelley, my thick
dick tugged out of that warm, wet hole with a sucking sound.

Looking up I saw my brother standing above us. His face was a
contortion of rage and desire. Fuck me! I was stunned. How long had he
been watching us? Long enough I guessed, judging by his boner. Peter was
stroking his erection, and I realized what Kelley had meant, he really was
shorter than me. And I hadn't reached my full growth yet either. His dick
also did not have the same thickness as my meat, not when I could compare
up close like this.

I noticed Peter's friend Brian was standing there in the doorway too,
his dense muscled frame taking up a lot of space there. He was stroking a
short fat boner that was poking out of the unzipped hole in the front of
his jeans.

Somewhere between horny and irate, Peter didn't wait for any invites
from Kelley.

He climbed up on top of his girlfriend who stared back at him nervously,
never seeing him with this much raw, angry passion off the football field.
He pushed his shorts down as he went, freeing his dick to fuck.

"You never let me fuck you without a condom," he said pissed, "You wanna
spread it around bitch? Huh? Wanna fuck my brother? Let me show you how
a real man fucks."

He slammed into her cruelly, stroking in and out a couple times, but
ramming back for emphasis. She groaned beneath him.

"Marc," he asked, turning to look at me, "What'd the fuck you do to her?
She's so wet."

He then went back to grunting and pistoning himself, pumping in and out
of her in his urgency. He looked at me again, but then closed his eyes
lost in the feeling he had to have. She was really moaning at this point,
the orgasm that I had almost brought her to was being realized in Pete's
continued thrusting.

My softening dick got hard again and I was getting more and more turned
on being part of this main event action.

"That's it bitch," Peter gasped, "Take it! Take it!"

He shot his load deeply into her dripping pussy. His head rolled back
on his neck as he came.

"Fuck yeah!" he hollered, looking up at the ceiling.

Peter stroked her pussy a few more times to get the last of his cum out,
then finished his business and rolled off her.

Brian was waiting expectantly in the wings. And now it was his turn. I
lay on one side of her, Peter on the other. But without preliminaries, or
worrying about us, Brian moved his rod into her waiting, well greased hole
and started thrusting like a mad hamster. He lasted about twenty strokes
and was gone, collapsing on top of her, spent.

Peter got up and started taking off his clothes.

"Well, little b*o," he said smugly, "It looks like you finally got some
pussy after all."

"Man," I said, concerned that he was going to knock my sorry ass into
next week, "I didn't mean anything by it! It just sort of happened!"

I was off the bed and backing up toward the door in case I needed to
make a hasty exit.

"It's okay, man," he said, resignedly, "I like pussy too. Guess I can't
be too sore at you."

Then to Kelly, he said, "Well my little slut. Do you like what we're
giving you, huh? Cause you're gonna get a lot more before we're finished."

She seemed a willing participant once she realized Peter wasn't too
angry.

"Bring it on, baby," she cooed at him suggestively.

Peter took her by the hand and pulled her after him downstairs. Brian
and I followed after them our dicks slapping in time to our march down the
stairs. When we got downstairs Peter was already sitting on the couch and
Kelley was on her hands and knees in front of him sucking hungrily on his
dick. Her ass waved up in the air at us. Peter motioned for us to join
him. Brian gave me a friendly punch in the shoulder and positioned himself
behind Kelley's waiting ass.

Wow! Not only had I lost my cherry in the last half hour, but now I was
about to gang bang a chick with the two toughest jock studs of my high
school, one of whom just happened to be my brother. This really was
turning out to be an eye opening day and a real learning experience. And
my taste in sloppy seconds and gang bangs was being firmly cemented
forever.

My eyes took in the exposed features of Kelley's body inch by inch,
marveling at how perfectly formed each curve seemed. I kept having to
remind myself that I'd never seen a naked woman before today, and I could
not resist staring at her body as though it was some famous painting. Her
breasts, so perfectly shaped, hung low beneath her in that prone position.
They were so large and beautiful. I felt my dick surge.

Brian, now behind Kelley, began to rub her bare ass, and then pressed
his hard on against the crack formed by the two white cheeks. Kelley made
no effort to resist, so Brian began to feel between her legs, admiring the
tightness of her thighs. He let his thumb brush against the light dusting
of hair around her pussy. He worked his hand lightly down her thigh and
then back up, once again letting his thumb rub against the moistening lips,
slightly penetrating the hot crevice, continuing to tease her increasingly
wet pussy. From time to time Brian would reach underneath her to fondle a
breast with one hand while he fingered her from behind with the other.

Kelley had parted her legs as wide as possible, bent open, providing
full access for Brian's probing fingers. Her hips heaved upwards as a
finger was inserted deeply inside of her. After a few minutes of such
sensual teasing of her body, she pulled herself away from my brother's cock
for a moment to plead, eyes closed.

"God damn it, Brian," she moaned.

Brian was merciless, "Say it baby," he intoned, "Say it if you want it."

"Please," she begged, responding, "Please, fuck me already."

He fingered her throbbing pussy deeply as enticement.

"I'll give you all the dick you want," he groaned, and then he said to
my brother, "Should we show Marc how it's really done?"

Peter nodded in his half hazy stupor, his girlfriend's lips wrapped
around his dick again, while his best buddy's fingers played her pussy like
an instrument. His younger brother just stood there watching it all.

Brian placed his dick in position and, with a sudden thrust forward,
buried his dick fully inside that wet, used hole. As he filled her up, it
elicited a moan of pleasure from her. Brian slowly, torturously fucked
Kelley's pussy. It was difficult to watch all this as I stood there, horny
as hell. Brian grunted loudly, enjoying his position. When he thrust
against her, it would force her body forward, her face impaling my
brother's waiting dick over and over.

"You ever had a blowjob man?" he asked me suddenly, seeing me standing
there dick in hand.

I shook my head no. He motioned for me to come over.

"Sit down b*o," he told me, "This little whore's a pro."

I sat next to Peter on the couch. Kelley started alternating between
the two of us, sucking first Peter and then me. Her mouth was pure heaven.

Brian gave a long groan that indicated he'd finally released a second
load into her twat.

Unfazed Kelley let her tongue snake out and slowly licked from the base
of my dick up to the top. I groaned, smiling, knowing I had the biggest
cock in the room. She was eager to devour my cock and her attention left
my brother. That was fine because he got up off the couch as I placed my
hand on the back of her head and guided her as she slid the first half of
my dick into her mouth. She began to bob her head up and down, slurping
loudly on my manhood. She sucked sloppily on my dick as Peter stood there,
stroking his.

Peter took in the view. Liking what he saw, my brother reached under
her and began to rub her sopping wet cunt with his hand, rubbing her entire
slit. He placed a thumb at the entrance to her asshole.

He slipped his thumb into her asshole as she continued to suck on my
thick cock in her mouth. She moaned with her mouth full. I learned later
that she pretty much let my brother fuck her up the ass once or twice a
week, so in hindsight this was nothing to her. His hand continued to rub
her pussy as his thumb slipped in and out of her ass. She was rubbing her
crotch against his hand. Then my brother took his hand away.

He bent down and kissed her soft ass. She raised it as much as
possible, opening her legs a little wider as she slurped hungrily on my
dick. Bending further, and spreading her ass cheeks apart, Peter kissed
along the crack towards her swollen pussy lips. He kissed the moist flesh
softly. It caused her to moan around my cock, which felt like an odd
vibration. Peter slid his tongue into her hole, tasting all the juices
that had come before.

It excited me.

I grabbed her head with both my hands and actually started humping my
hips upwards somewhat, fucking her mouth. It was a good thing, too,
because with Peter's attentions Kelley had forgotten to continue with my
blowjob. I held her hair out of her face as I'd seen my brother do
earlier, watching my hard shaft slip in and out of her mouth. It was
amazingly erotic.

Peter buried his face in her ass, his tongue darting all over her hard
little clitoris. She squirmed before him, moaning. Teasing her, he licked
up her slit, licking the skin between her asshole and her pussy. His
tongue circled her anus, licking all around it. He slid his tongue inside
Kelley's ass. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and sighed. Then just
as quickly she shoved me back into her mouth. I continued my thrusting.

Then Peter spread her beautiful ass cheeks wide apart, sliding his
tongue in and out of her asshole as she tried desperately to continue
giving me my blowjob. Suddenly, he withdrew his tongue and clamped his
mouth around her entire cunt, sucking her lips inside. She moaned again as
his tongue lapped quickly over her clitoris. I stopped thrusting as Kelley
held my dick in her mouth like a lollipop, sucking hard, but not moving her
mouth.

Peter was relentless, and I realized I still had a lot to learn. His
tongue licked her wildly, the sensitive clit held in his mouth. She moaned
then, obviously cumming. Her sexy ass was pressed against my brother's
face, as Kelley rubbed herself on his mouth as she came. She nearly sucked
my cock right off my body in the process! She was shaking.

Satisfied, my brother got up on his knees behind her, his full dick
standing tall. He ran that fat cock down the crack of her creamy white ass
until it reached her sopping wet, needy slit. He placed it at the entrance
and pushed forward, watching as her lips stretched open and accepted him
slowly.

Whatever he was doing I wanted him to continue, it was delightful. She
went crazy on my dick.

My brother was able to push his entire length into her wetness in one
stroke. We'd really loosened her up today. Between the two of us she had
about fifteen inches of thick, hard cock inside her. Peter grabbed the
sides of her ass and began to slide himself in and out of her rapidly,
slapping hard against her cheeks, causing them to shake. My cock slipped
out of her mouth and her moans were no longer muffled. Peter was pile
driving his manhood in and out of her eager twat over and over. Her ass
cheeks were shaking with each impact, and their thighs made slapping noises
as they came together, him pounding against her ass.

In the meantime, I was left sitting there with a hard cock and no hole.
I instinctively rubbed the head of my dick over her face, trying to get her
to suck it again. Her face was clenched in ecstasy, eyes closed. When she
felt me rubbing on her face she obediently opened her mouth and I was able
to slip myself back in.

Then my brother suddenly pulled his cock out of her dripping hole. He
placed the mushroom head of his dick at the entrance to her asshole. His
dick was coated only in the juices her pussy gave it and all that cum.
Peter pushed hard, roughly, forcing his cock to squeeze into her tight
anus. She moaned around my dick as the first two inches of Peter's cock
slid into her ass. Then Peter slid himself out and pushed back inside,
forcing half of his cock into her asshole. This caused her to suck harder
on my dick.

Finally, Peter pulled back a bit, and than rammed his entire length all
the way into Kelley's tight asshole. She came. Just like that. She was
sucking extremely hard on me during the process. Peter didn't miss a beat.
He continued to ram himself in and out of his girlfriend's ass. Hard. I
think this experience had hurt his pride. He wasn't gentle or tender. As
I watched, Peter finally groaned, and he pulled out. His cock spasmed a
thick, hot stream of cum shot onto her back and ass. He grunted again as
more of his seed flowed dripping down.

Kelley sighed, thinking she'd finally caught a break from all us horny
men.

But I was feeling more than horny at this point. I wanted to be fucked
again. And hard. I wanted pussy. I got up and pushed Kelley down on the
floor on her back, pinned beneath me. She struggled at first at my
roughness, but I think it was getting her hot. The smell of sex permeated
the whole house. Brian and Peter were getting into my roughness, starting
to cheer me on. My dick needed no roadmap at this point. I aimed my cock
at the pink lips of her vagina, and then I pushed forward and her lips
easily allowed me inside. It was telling that I slid all the way into her
warmth in one stroke.

"Ohhhhh..." she sighed, pleasured.

My lips found hers, and we kissed passionately as I began to slide my
dick in and out of her slowly. Our lips were smacking loudly as we kissed
sloppily, and she was moaning with every gentle thrust. But I wasn't in
the mood to be gentle. My thrusting intensified quickly, as I forced
myself into her with hardly any effort. Soon I was bashing her with my
thrusts.

I heard Brian say behind me, "Marc, that bitch isn't going to be able to
walk for a week! Do her man. Do her!"

Kelley raked her fingernails down the muscles of my back. My thrusts
like a jack hammer; I was filled with this insane need to reach as deeply
inside her as I could. She started cumming all around my dick, I'd never
experienced a woman having an orgasm before, but there was no other way to
describe how her pussy walls contracted on my cock. I kept on pounding
insanely until I came, arching my back, and throwing my head back as I shot
my load deep inside her.

Brian was hard again by this point.

After a few minutes he and Kelley were going at it on the couch,
oblivious to our presence. Kelley's sexy legs were spread wide in the air,
bent at the knees. Her beautiful feet were flailing behind Brian's
thrusting ass. Their lips were locked in a kiss, and her moans were
muffled by his mouth. After a while Peter approached them, his dick at
full hardness.

"Hey, man, what's up?" asked Brian indignantly, as Peter tapped him on
the shoulder.

"I gotta get some of that pretty mouth man," Pete replied, not caring
about his friend's privacy.

He pulled her mouth to him by tugging at her hair. She grabbed it with
her left hand, as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft. She
shoved part of his cock in her mouth as Brian plowed at her pussy with his
own cock. She began to slurp hungrily on Peter's dick, while the other
plowed her field, ramming in and out of her horny pussy. Brian was up on
his arms pistoning in and out of the girl. His eyes kept moving from her
white tits bouncing up and down with each of his thrusts up to her mouth
where she was giving Peter head. Finally, Peter pulled his dick out of her
mouth.

"Let me fuck her now," he said.

Brian complied, knowing that this was Peter's girlfriend to begin with,
so he should have pride of place.

"Get up," Peter ordered her.

Kelley sat up, and watched Peter lie down on his back. She scrambled to
get on top of him, straddling him. We watched her small hand lift his huge
cock up into the air, pressing her pussy on it. He sunk inside her easily,
and they both moaned as his entire penis slid into her pussy. Brian
watched as she raised her amazing ass, and dropped it, sliding Peter's cock
in and out of her eagerly. Kelley was bent right over, her lips finding my
brother's, and they kissed hungrily as she rode him. We couldn't take our
eyes off her ass. Brian especially. It was so perfect. We could clearly
see the pink lips of her cunt pull outward every time she raised her ass,
sliding my brother's cock part way out of it. We could see her asshole,
and it glistened in the light, still coated with the cum that Peter had
shot near there earlier.

"Wait!" instructed Brian, "Kelley raise your ass up a little."

"Dude," said Peter from beneath her, "No way."

But Brian was determined. He got behind her and ran the head of his
cock down between her white ass cheeks, stopping when it reached the
entrance to her asshole. Then Brian pushed forward. Her ass, being
loosened by Peter's larger cock earlier, opened easily for Brian.

She groaned in pleasure and pain.

"Holy shit," said Peter.

Peter began to hump his hips upwards rapidly, his hard manhood pistoning
in and out of her pussy. Br