Ron Taylor - Hot for brother

He looked at her, then toward Alex. Amy signaled with her eyes, telling him it was all right.

He grinned broadly, his hands making for the tipper of he shorts. Amy went limp as he stripped her of shorts and panties, and then he untied her tennis shoes. She kicked them off and settled back on the sofa naked. Lust frothed on his lips as he eyed her naked body, and the bulge in his pants seemed to grow larger.

She heard Roberta giggle. "That looks like a good idea," the cow-tit blonde told Alex. And then a zip, and Roberta's excited intake of breath. "Who! It's even cuter than it feels!"

Amy didn't look. She couldn't. It was bad enough to know that Alex's cock was in Roberta's hands; she didn't think she could endure seeing it. Instead, she stared resolutely at Steve, and she cupped her breasts from beneath, nipples extended in offering. "Come and get it," she purred. "Haven't you waited long enough?"

It was amazing how he could kiss her and stroke her and feel up her tits and pussy, and at the same time be undressing himself while he writhed atop her body. Amy shivered at the touch of his excited fingers, she opened her mouth to his equally excited tongue, and she caressed him with frisky little motions of her smooth long legs.

"Do you mean it?" he gasped between kisses. "Do you really mean it?"

"Mmmm-hmmm," Amy sighed. "You can screw me, Stevie. If you're man enough to do it."

"Hot damn!" He was just getting his pants down then, pants and undershorts in one quick jerk that brought his hot stiff rod into scorching contact with the flesh of Amy's stomach.

Yesterday she'd salivated for that cock, aching to get it in her mouth, to feel its hot salty cum squirt in gushers down her throat. Today? Today she hardly cared. Steve was about to fuck her, but he'd never known that his stroke of luck was entirely due to the presence of his girl's brother. If Alex could whore it up with Roberta, well, Amy could do a little sharing too. And she hoped he got a Goddamned eyeful and a fucking bellyful and a son of a bitching mindful of her, too, damn him!

"Ah," she groaned in mock ecstasy as Steve kicked away his pants and shorts. He sat up, took off his sandals, and Amy sat up too, her hands cuddling his cock and balls. "Pretty, sooo pretty," she told his penis, blowing warm breath across its tip. "Peter want a kiss?" Her tongue flicked out, snaking into the cum left at its tip. Steve wailed in joy, every inch of his body shivering deliriously as Amy bathed his glands.

"Why don't we go upstairs?" Roberta suggested in her honeyed voice. "Maybe they'd like some privacy."

"This is fine with me," Alex replied nonchalantly. The blonde squealed in a shrill voice. Amy could hear the rustle of clothing. She shifted her eyes away from Steve's prick just in time to see Alex peel the scarf halter from Roberta's big brown-nipple boobs. They wobbled as they were set free, jiggling like a plate of jelly. Alex's hands caressed those big titties, and Roberta's head shook from side to side, as if she were in the grip of unendurable pleasure.

"Oooohhh, Alex!!" she whined. "You're so cute and cool, and so really together…" she reached down to trap the cock whose barrel thrust through his unzipped trousers, and her hand slid up and down the long shaft as he played with her fat boobs.

Steve's thick dick vibrated in Amy's hands, but she was scarcely aware of it, forgetting completely that only yesterday afternoon she had thought it a marvel of male architecture. She accepted the end of it in her mouth, stretching widely to allow his thickness its entrance, and even as her tongue began to work, Steve grabbed her by the head and tried to impale her throat with his hard dong.

"Oh, suck me, baby, suck me like you did yesterday… eat it… eat it all…"

She endured his thrusts, sucking with a little more involvement, and for a moment, as pre-Alex memories strengthened, it was almost enjoyable. But Roberta's high-pitched voice cut into Amy's concentration.

"Let's do it on the floor!" the girl trilled. "I like to do it on the floor. On my hands and knees, doggie-style. It feels sooo good that way." Of course you'd like it that way, Amy thought. You're just a bitch. Why wouldn't you dig getting fucked like a dog? "Get the cushions from those chair," Roberta went on, "we'll put them under my tummy-turn."

Oh, Christ, Amy thought. Tummy-turn? She raised her head slowly, Steve's dick half-emerging from her mouth bubbly with spit, and she looked up at her date, whose face was bright with anticipation.

"Now?" he panted, grabbing her shoulders. He tried to lay her down on the couch, and it was obvious that Steve was more than ready to take what she'd denied so long, what she was finally offering him.

Amy had no time to speak as he pressed her down. She could only spread her legs in acceptance, Steve moving between them. His hand was already fisted round his cock as he steered it toward her pussy. Amy wished she were a little more oiled up. She'd worked on his cock but he'd been too excited to do much for her, and she didn't look forward to his insertion. God, moisten me up, she prayed silently.

Steve blocked her vision of Alex and Roberta, but she could hear squeals and giggles and a thumping, too. Thumping? Were they really piling chair cushions on the floor to brace Roberta's tummy-turn? She wished she could see, but Steve's shoulder was in the way as he angled his cock further downward, scraping her pussy with the hard, hot knob.

"How come you're so dry? Aren't you ready?" Roberta was making some voraciously loud, slurpy sounds and Amy knew that the bitch was sucking Alex. She flamed with anger. And jealousy. Of course it was jealousy. Why shouldn't it be? Alex belonged to her and she to him. It was sinful for them to be making love to strangers. "Stuff it in," she said, hoping the words were lascivious and inviting, and, above all, audible to Alex and Roberta. "Ram me with your cock," she went on, speaking faster, more shrilly. "Split me! Oh, Steve, drive it in and FUCK MEEEE!!"

"Goddamn, yesss!!!" he hollered, stabbing her tight twat with head of his dick. Amy screamed as the thick pole sought admittance, and one of her legs shot straight up into the air, toes jerking spasmodically. He dug at her unyielding sex, frantic with his desire to get it in and up, and Amy strained too, wishing to Jesus he'd hurry up and fuck her, no matter how much it hurt, no matter how much she wished it were Alex, not Steve. "WHEEEEE!!" Roberta screamed. "Oh, lick me! Get your tongue in it, Alex! OOo… darling doooooo itt!!! Jeeee-susssss, my clit!"

Amy's body suffused in a hot, burning flush. Alex was eating Roberta now. She wanted to seal off her scream, to escape the blonde bitch's slaughtered-pig squeals, but she couldn't avoid those shrill cries no matter how she tried. "C'mon!" she challenged Steve. "Can't you even fuck a girl?"

"You're too tight," he answered. "I don't want to hurt you."

"Oh, screw that! Shove it in!!"

He pressed harder with the tip of his rod and Amy's petaled pussy yielded slightly. Steve was appreciably thicker than her brother, and she wasn't quite ready for him. Her pussy was very dry in spite of her eagerness to take him on, and as Steve finally got some of his cock in, she opened her mouth in a heart-stopping scream.

Steve pulled back at once, his face pale with care and concern. "Me you okay? Did I hurt you?"

"Let me on top," she suggested. The scream had drained some vital spark of energy, and speaking was difficult. "Maybe it'll be easier that way."

Steve picked himself up and helped Amy. She was nervous as a cat, wandering if she could go through with this after all. Even to spite Alex. He'd hurt her with that attempted stab, and her cunt felt raw and lacerated. Maybe she was still too tight for dicks the size of Steve's. Maybe she should practice a few days, spreading herself with fingers or handy household objects, such as candles, or long handled spoons, or. Her eyes scanned the rumpus room and she saw them. Roberta, her big lush body naked, lying on the floor with her curvy ass thrust high, chair cushions bracing her from underneath. Legs spread widely. And Alex.