Daphne Phillips - Sinful Cyndi

Then her eyes went wide as she saw Cyndi advancing on her, slowly stroking that rubber cock so that it looked like she was jerking off.

"I'm gonna get your other hole," panted Cyndi, kneeling in between our spread legs. She tugged the pointy tool down so that it pointed directly into Megan's muff and then pressed it between the swollen lips of her cunt. Megan panted and whimpered in fear and anticipation as Cyndi sank the very tip of the bulbous rubber head into Megan's cunt.

Then, leaning forward on her knees, Cyndi thrust the dildo into Megan, groaning as if she could feel it like a real cock.

Megan let out a shriek of surprise as she felt the whole thing going into her. Her back arched and her ass pressed back against me as Cyndi's cock went into her. I felt the pressure of the dildo against my prick through the thin wall of pussy-flesh which separated Megan's tight holes; it only increased my pleasure in her hot asshole. Cyndi lunged forward, pressing her tits to Megan's and thrusting her tongue into Megan's open mouth, suppressing her gasps of glee.

When Cyndi was finished feasting on Megan's delicious lips, she bent over further and kissed me. I frenched Cyndi hungrily, reaching around to grip her ass as we both began to grind into Megan.

Megan groaned and gasped as we double-fucked her. With the whole crowd on the bed, it began to squeak and sway. Cyndi and I synchronized our hip movements so that our twin tools plunged hard into Megan's body at exactly the same rhythm-when our hips simultaneously met her smooth flesh, our cock-heads were as deep as they would go into her pleasured body. Then we yanked out, and Megan gasped in ecstasy. She seemed about ready to cum from the volume of her ecstatic moans. I started fucking my cock in and out of her asshole crazily, losing the rhythm but gaining a whole hell of a lot of enthusiasm. Cyndi did the same, whimpering and groaning as the dildo pressed back against her mass of pubic hair.

"Oh God," groaned Cyndi. "You like getting fucked," she panted into Megan's face. Megan plainly did. She parted her lips and stared kissing Cyndi's gorgeous face, but then stopped let out a wail of orgasm.

"I'm cumming," gasped Megan. "I'm cu-uh- uh-"

We kept fucking her as Megan came, her asshole contracting around my cock and getting ready to milk it of my cum.

Our twin cocks pounded into Megan, and then I felt my cock jerking-and a full stream of jizz shot into Megan's asshole. I clawed at her and Cyndi as our three bodies surged together and then apart and my cock kept pumping her full of jizz. Megan reached back to touch the base of my cock, which was covered in semen leaking out around Megan's cheeks.

With a panting sigh of release, I finished cumming as Megan did and we all slumped together in a heap.

Cyndi began kissing my face, and Megan turned so we could all kiss at once. I stayed deep inside Megan, unable to lose my hard-on despite the fact that I'd just spurted as Megan quivered, I felt Cyndi tugging ever so slightly back.

Cyndi smiled, kissing my ear.

"What do you think," she giggled. "Does she deserve another fuck?"

I grinned, reaching down to pat Cyndi's ass.

"This dildo will fit her," I said. "I think you're the one who deserves a fuck."

Megan giggled and sighed.

"What do you think?" I asked her. "You want a chance to play cockwielder? It's fun-I guarantee that."

Cyndi chuckled, reaching down to pull the buckle open on her dildo.

Leaving it buried in Megan's cunt, she got to her knees and turned around, assuming the doggy-style position so her cunt and asshole were exposed.

"We haven't even begun," she panted, fingering herself as Megan moved up, letting the dildo fall from her pussy.

We were having a nice family breakfast some weeks later. Dad was sitting across the table from me with Cyndi sitting next to him; they kept flashing flirtatious glances at each other and I knew quite well what they were thinking. I figured they'd go upstairs after breakfast and Dad would get a little of his daughter's sweet pussy before work. I was staring into my cereal, thinking about how much I was going to miss Cyndi's body when I went back to school-and I knew that Megan would miss it, too. I was pleased that my sister and my girlfriend could get along so well-well enough, in fact, to add to my sexual pleasure. A lot.

Mom entered the room, and I felt a surge go through my body. I was wearing only a robe and my underpants, and a thin robe at that. My underpants began to stretch as I looked up at Mom. I saw her so differently now that I knew certain… things about her. I smiled at her and she smiled back, winking. She looked incredible. Mom wore her sexiest dressing gown and robe. It was a sheer black nightgown with spaghetti straps that laced up the front, pulling her tits together loosely and displaying most of her luscious cleavage. Mom's tits were much bigger than Cyndi's but were firm and round with nice nipples. Mom aged so well I couldn't believe it. The gown was complete lace in front so the clear outline of Mom's breasts showed, making no less enticing the sight of her cleavage peeking out between the laces. The flowy part came loosely down over her hips and legs, all the way to the floor, but was so sheer that I could see the shadow of her fluffy hair between her parted legs. I pictured myself slipping under that table and coming up under Mom's gown, slowly licking my way to her pussy and tasting her fragrant cunt, the cunt I'd been born through. Born into this family of lustful desires. I smiled as Mom bent over the table, pouring me some orange juice. Her breasts swayed in front of me enticingly. Mom's hair was black and her face was flawless and white, except for her lips.

Those were bright red and would look marvelous wrapped around my cock.

Mom reached out and stroked my hair sensuously.

"How are you this morning, Ian honey?"

"Great," I choked, staring at her tits. Mom bent forward and kissed me on the lips, quite maternally, then twice more-slower, with her lips parted. I felt her tongue graze mine the third time.

"That's nice. I think you're great, but then, mothers do." She looked over at Cyndi. "Should we tell him?"

Cyndi giggled. "What?" I asked.

Mom smiled down at me, her hand still ruffling my hair. She began to stroke my ear softly. Shivers ran down into my cock, which was jutting through my robe.

"Cyndi's going to school with you next year," said Mom. "We wanted to keep it a secret-a surprise. How would you like to get an apartment with her?"

My eyes went wide as Cyndi winked. Cyndi was wearing a pink nightie and a loose, open robe that showed me her tits and, under the table, I'd noticed when I bent over to get my napkin, her cunt. Her legs were parted, I knew. I gasped.

"That's great!"

Mom's hand traveled down, across my chest. My robe fell a little open as she smiled.

"We thought you could get an apartment together. And you will be living with Megan, won't you? I want to make sure my son is kept sexually satisfied."

She glanced over to Cyndi, and my eyes bugged out. Cyndi had leaned against Dad and they were french-kissing, their tongues darting in and out hungrily. Dad's hand was buried between Cyndi's legs and Cyndi was unlacing her nightie, letting Dad get a shot at her gorgeous tits and their pink nipples. Dad's fingers curved around her breasts and he started fondling them.

Mom bent over, speaking into my face with her fragrant breath.

"Though I think Cyndi's got a good start on that," she said, and kissed me.

I parted my lips and Mom plunged her tongue into me. She sat on my lap, her thigh pressing against my hard cock. She moved back just far enough to slide her hand down my body and into my underpants, taking hold of my shaft. She jerked it up and down slowly, kissing me.