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Sally giggled with delight, riding up and down on her brother's slippery, steel-hard cock with renewed lust. She was ecstatic – she'd fucked her kid brother into unconsciousness. Now he looked more like a sex-toy than ever before, and his prick was like a dildo. She loved the thought of getting off on the senseless boy – it was perverse. He was hers totally. She could do anything she wanted with him. Her excitement mounted. She writhed and whined and grunted. She babbled to herself and giggled.

She wanted to ride his cock forever. She wanted to ride all cocks forever, sucking the sap out of all men and boys until they passed out, until she totally drained their strength. Her crazed thoughts were firing her cunt hotter than ever. Flames shot through her loins, melting her into ecstasy.

"Ohhhh God!" she howled. "I'm coming! Ohhh, yesss, ahhh!"

She tugged at the hair of her pussylips, spreading her crotch as wide as she could, trying to sink deeper onto her brother's fat cock, trying to swallow up his balls. Her pussyjuice sprayed out, drenching Tommy's hairy groin and pink sac, and pooling on the bedspread between his legs. Her spasms were so intense that she toppled off the boy. She gripped her crotch with her hands and squeezed her thighs together hard, milking the last agonizing thrills from her flesh. Then she turned face-down and passed out.

She woke up gasping. A red-hot knife was slicing through her loins. It took her a few moments to realize that it was the feeling of Tommy's cock pumping in and out of her ass.

"Oh, oh, oh!" she grunted with each thrust of his loins. "Oh, stop, stop, please stop! Oh, it hurts, it hurts!" Sally was stunned. It was the first time she'd ever had a cock up her ass. All she could think about was getting away.

She kicked her heels at his ass and struggled with all her strength to get free. But her brother had learned the essentials of riding an opponent from his wrestling coach, and Sally didn't have a chance. The boy kept right on pumping, sinking his teeth into her neck and back, and breathing hotly into her ear. Then he wound her long hair around his hands and tugged at it as if he had reins in his grip, riding her as if mounted on a horse.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," he muttered and grunted as he bounced his ass up and down. "Ooo, baby, your ass is so fucking tight. I love to fuck ass!"

The boy was out of his mind. Sally was totally helpless. She sank into the mattress, resigned to her brother having his way, resigned to being raped. The boy's lust amazed her. He'd already shot-off three times in less than an hour, and he was still pumping away, as if he hadn't creamed in a week. She found it hard to believe that he had any spunk left in him – she was sure she'd drained him completely. What a horny little bastard! she thought, and she almost laughed out loud. She was starting to relax.

Suddenly she realized that her ass was getting juicy, that it was tingling inside, that the pain was almost gone. Her brother's cock was slipping in and out of her easily, and she was no longer fighting to immobilize it. The tingles increased in intensity with each thrust of the boy's cock, and they were spreading even into her pussy. Suddenly her pussy was drooling, and her clit was quivering, and her ass was sucking wildly at Tommy's plunging dip-stick.

"Oh, Tommy, yes! It feels soooo good. Oh, baaaaby, move that cock. Oh, yessss, I love it, I love it. Drive that beautiful hunk of hot meat right up my fucking ass!"

Her cries seemed to feed the boy's lust, spurring him on to fuck even more wildly. He rammed his cock in and out of her like a jack-hammer, fucking her so fast that her body vibrated. Sally loved it. She arched her back, wriggling her upturned young ass to excite him even more.

Tommy threw his arms around her and squeezed her nipples. Thrills streamed through her tit-flesh, and her cunt contracted. Her tits and ass seemed to swell, inflated with lust, and it took only a few more strokes of her brother's burning cock to set her off. Suddenly, she was there.

"I'm cooommmiiinnng!" she wailed. "Oh, oh, ahhhh, yessss!" Her loins swam with the sensations of orgasm, and her head swam with giddiness.

She could hardly believe that she was spasming from getting ass-fucked alone. She hadn't even touched her cunthole or clit, and yet they were shaking with hot thrills the same as if he were moving his cock in and out of her cunt. It was a double treat – two orgasms for the price of one.

Her ass was having a unique orgasm of its own. She squirmed against the velvety bedspread, dizzy with the feeling of her brother's hot, slippery prick thrusting up her asshole. She could hardly believe anything could feel so good, but then came the best treat of all – Tommy's liquid fire spurted from his volcanic young balls and scalded her deep in the belly.

"Ohhh, ahhh, wow! Tits, pussy, cunt, ass, cock, yeahhh!" he whined in the cracked tones of his changing voice. "So tight, so Goddamned tight. Skin my prick, suck me off – oh wow!"

His spurts came endlessly. Sally couldn't believe it. She was certain he had a bottomless reservoir of seething cum somewhere in his loins. She'd never known any boy to come so much. She was dumbfounded.

When the boy finally stopped coming, he toppled over onto the mattress, and Sally crawled on top of him and pinned down his arms. She shoved her tongue down his throat until he gagged. Then she bit him hard on the chin.

"That'll teach you to rape me, you spunky little devil," she said, lapping at his chest and nipples like a mother cat. She worked her way down his belly, and when she reached his groin she sucked his half-hard cock a few times, then lapped at his balls.

Tommy moaned and stretched, and suddenly his insatiable prick was standing straight up in the air again and twitching wildly. It was red and chafed from all the fucking and sucking it had endured over the last hour, but it looked ready to go again.

"Oh no you don't," Sally giggled, throwing a blanket over the boy. "That hot dog of yours has had enough fucking for the time being." The boy didn't make a sound from under the blanket. "And don't fall asleep, you little fucker. You've gotta be out of here when Mom and Dad get home."

"Shit!" came his muffled voice. "I wanted to sleep with you tonight. I wanted to feel your big knockers in my hands, and your big sweet ass against my cock all night long."

His words got Sally excited. "Well, if you behave yourself, maybe I'll sneak you in here after Mom and Dad are in bed. But you've gotta behave yourself tonight too. If your cock shoots its juice, you'll have to bite your pillow or something – you can't go announcing to the world that you're coming. Understand?"

"Sure, big sister, sure," he giggled from under the blanket.

Sally opened the stairwell door and peered in. "All clear," she said, and the two girls slipped inside and shut the door behind them.

"Jesus, that gym is hot tonight," Cindy complained. "I don't know if I'll make it through the second half without collapsing of heat exhaustion." She wiped a trickle of sweat from her forehead.

"Well, we can cool off a little bit in here," Sally said. "This stairwell always feels air-conditioned. Isn't it nice?"

"Like heaven," said Cindy, kicking off her shoes and socks, and wiggling her toes in the cool air. "How's this for a spot to relax?"

"It's safer at the top of the stairs," Sally said, starting to climb the steps. "I had a wild time up there yesterday, by the way."

"Oh, yeah?" said Cindy, with a wicked smile. "What guy was it?" They stood at the top of the steps.

"One of the seniors, the one I call the bookworm. You wouldn't know it to look at him, but that guy is a wild stud, and he's hung like a horse. Isn't it always the guys you think are the virgins who are really the horniest fuckers of the bunch?"