As she slid forward again, I noted that Jean had pulled her
hands away from Margi and into her own crotch. At least it
looked that way. I made eye contact with her and she looked
almost pained. Her brows were knitted and she was biting her lip.
Her eyes were open and wild with passion, unfocused.
Margi had slid almost flat with her legs wrapped around me.
My cock had been pulled down into the crack of her ass as I
mindlessly began humping at her sexy, wet warmth.
Jean pulled away and shifted position, now kneeling over
Margi's head, her hand buried in her own cunt, frigging away,
almost frantically. Margi's unsupported head was thrown way
back, neck hyper-extended, mouth open. When I caught Jean's eye
again, I nodded toward Margi's open mouth and Jean threw her leg
over and lowered her cunt to Margi.
Margi immediately opened her mouth and started to suck on my
sister's pussy as she continued to frig her own cunt, now with
three fingers jammed in and still blindly humping the air.
Jean was moaning and grunting as she fingered her clit and
Margi mouthed her slit. No less intense, Margi continued to moan
incoherently as she fucked her self with her bunched fingers, my
hard cock rubbing the crevasse of her ass cheeks. I wondered if
she'd ever taken it up the ass.
I wrenched myself back, pulling away from Margi. Without
looking, she pulled her mouth away from Jean long enough to moan,
"No, please no."
I kneeled between Margi's legs and pulled them up, pushing
her knees toward her shoulders, baring her open and swollen sex
as she crammed her fingers into herself. Just below was her ass
hole, fringed with dark hair. I was desperate to sink my cock
into something.
"Margi, I'm going to fuck you. You OK with that? Want me
to sink my hard cock into you soft cunt, girl?"
She pulled back, took a breath and almost screamed, "YES!
Yes. FUCK me--I want it--I need it. Fuck me, please!"
Unthinking, I leaned over her, pushing the head of my cock
below her fingers. She pulled out and grabbed my cock, guiding
it into her core as I slowly sank into her, no more than a head's
depth.
"Want more than the head in there, girl?" I asked, trying to
drive her crazy."
Jean's voice entwined itself in our reverie, "Fuck her,
Billy! Fuck her while I watch. Yes, fuck her while she eats me.
Oh, God. Oh, shit. This is so hot. Put it in. More!"
"More, Margi?"
"Oh GOD, don't tease me. I'm gonna die. Push it in,
Please!"
I eased in another inch, maybe two.
"Yesss," she hissed and humped at me.
"Yes," echoed Jean. "Oh Christ, Billy. I've wanted this
and I've been afraid of this for so long. Fuck HER, Billy and
think about fucking me!"
Bending forward and thrusting her hips out that she might
see Margi better, Jean added, "Come on, girl. Suck me. Eat me
while my brother fucks into your cunt. Give me the fuck energy
he's giving you. Fuck me with your tongue."
I lost all restraint as I pulled back and then slammed into
her as hard as I could. I touched something back there, in the
back of her cunt. She grunted and bucked under me as I began a
trip-hammer pounding, kneeling between her splayed thighs, my
eyes locked with Jean's as we climbed higher and higher onto some
impossible pinnacle. I lost track of time. I lost track of
Margi. It came down to just the two of us.
There was just me and there was just Jean, eyes locked,
fucking and fucking, lost in the moment, lost in each other.
She started first, as her head fell back and she grabbed her
own breasts, humping Margi's mouth, her moan drawn out to a
rising crescendo. I remember thinking for a brief moment that
I'd watch this