Harry Stevens - Hot horny sis

His fizz was abruptly flowing, not in separate spurts but in a continuous stream. Ruthie gulped furiously in response, trying to keep up with the creamy torrent. When she fell behind, her, face began to balloon at the cheeks, her mouth storing the excess jizz until she could down it at her own pace.

Then Carl's climax reached the dribbling stage. Len could hear Ruthie gurgling at that point, savoring every swallow of the remaining cum as her swollen cheeks it turned to their normal shape.

"Wow, she drank every drop," Carl finally sighed. "But I think she's ready for even more damned jizz."

"Then out of the way!" Len whooped. Carl pulled his cock from Ruthie's mouth. It had been sucked so dry that it was eyed dripping. And then Len took over, cramming his prickmeat where his brother's had been.

Ruthie didn't miss a sucking beat, starting right in on Len's prick where she'd left off with Carl's. Meanwhile, Carl, his balls drained but his cock still hard drifted back down toward his sister's pussy.

"Gonna eat Sis' cunt some more while she goes down on my cock?" Len asked when he saw Carl sniffing around Ruthie's crotch. Carl thought about it briefly, then a big grin split his boyish features. "No, don't think I'll eat any more pussy right now."

Puzzled, Len asked, "What're you gonna do then? And what're you so happy about? You one of those freaks who gets off by watching other people fucking."

"Just that I have better things to do than eat Sis' pussy again," Carl slyly answered.

"Like what?"

"Like fuck it!" Carl boldly declared. "Told you I'd lose my cherry before you did, punk!"

"Damn." Len hissed.

"Yeah," Carl taunted, "looks like you're the freak who does the watching, Len. Just watch this!"

Kneeling before his sister's spread legs, Carl angled his stiff prick toward her cunt. Ruthie raised her knees to grip his hips, nudging him in closer. Then she reached down to finger her pussy lips open in yawning invitation.

"Take your cock out of Sis' mouth so she can talk," Carl told Len. "I wanna hear her beg me for it."

In spite of himself, Len was getting as excited by what his brother was about to do to their sister as he was from Ruthie's blow-job. So he did what Carl suggested, temporarily freeing Ruthie's mouth.

"Fuck me, Carl, fuck me hard!" she promptly pleaded.

Carl brought the head of his prick to her open cunt, moistening the blunt tip with her pussy juice, teasing her a little. But Ruthie was too impatient for this. Her crotch bucked and suddenly she was forcing Carl's prick into her pussy as much or more as he was putting it in on his own.

"Jesus! Look how bad she wants it," Len sighed as he saw his brother's cock disappear inside their sister's pussy. "Fuck her, Carl, fuck her!"

But Ruthie was still supplying the momentum. She wrapped her legs around Carl's waist, hiking his prick in her cunt. After that she jogged him with bar clutching thighs, producing the unique friction between a hard prick and a tight pussy.

"What's it feel like?" Len anxiously asked.

"I've died and gone to heaven," Carl breathlessly sighed. "Sis' cunt just won't let go of my prick. Just keeps pulling and tugging, making my balls ache."

"Then shoot it, for Christ's sake!" Len said.

"The quicker you come, then the faster I can get my turn at fucking Sis and losing my damned cherry too."

But then, after an oral yank on his own prick, Len was reminded that he was still balls-deep in a blow-job. He didn't want to come in Ruthie's mouth anymore, though. Now he was determined not to settle for anything less than coming in their sister's cunt. She could suck him all she wanted, he'd hold it in for later.

"And when the time's right for me to take over fucking Ruthie's cunt," Len mumbled, "I'll have twice as much jizz to shoot up her cunt."

Len didn't know it, but Ruthie had overheard him. His plan suited her just fine. Now she sucked his dick with special care, bringing it to the brink of eruption then casing off, priming his cum-supply.

Down below, however, Ruthie exercised no restraint with her other brother's hard-on.

She wanted Carl to come immediately, if not sooner. She rolled her hips, wiggled her ass, and used her pussy muscles to fuck his prick to the bursting point.

"I'm letting go!" Carl cried, his cock exploding.

Ruthie came too as his jizz poured into her cunt. But at the same time she kept her wits about her enough to regulate her simultaneous sucking of her other brother's prick so he didn't come from the blow-job. For as soon as Carl's balls were drained, she was set on having Len switch his cock in her mouth to her cunt and follow his twines creamy load with one of his own.

Which was just the way it happened. Carl's climax soon ran its course and he fell away from between Ruthie's legs, staring at his dribbling prick as if he couldn't believe it was no longer cherry. And there was Len, moving eagerly toward his sister's crotch, his prick already sucked red and primed to erupt almost as soon as it was buried in pussy.

Len got into fucking position and took the plunge. Ruthie squeezed him with her legs, pulling his throbbing cock as deeply into her pussy as it would reach. She made her pussy muscles ripple, straining for a second load of jizz. And she got it right away.

"There goes my cherry!" Len celebrated.

"I'm coming my balls inside out!"

"Mmmmm, are you!" Ruthie moaned with approval. "I feel like I'm drowning in jizz."

Swamped with the cum from two cocks. Ruthie's double fucked pussy leaked all over her thighs and into the crack of her ass. When Len's dripping cock pulled out, she smeared the creamy overflow all over her naked body.

"I couldn't feel any more absolutely, positively, completely, fantastically fucked!" she cried, praising the performance of her brothers.

Carl and Len just looked at her in awe, feasting their eyes on the most beautiful creature they'd ever seen. Their cocks were still hard and all Ruthie had to do was say the word and they'd be ready to fuck her again.

And the word was on Ruthie's lips. However, she wouldn't get the chance to say it. For fate had just intervened in the form of the suddenly opened bedroom door. And the female voice that was heard was not Ruthie's but her mocking big sister's.

"My, my," Betty chuckled, standing there with a smirk on her face. "Now just what do we have here?"

The boys were scared that Betty was going to blackmail them. Ruthie, however, knew better than that.

Smirking back, she saucily called to her big sister, "Well, Betty, what're you waiting for? Isn't it awful hot in here for and those clothes you're wearing?"

"You're right at that," Betty said.

"Yeah, guess you're right at that." Betty answered, just this side of snickering but holding it in to keep the boys in suspense.

Betty lifted her ratty sweatshirt over her head. Her braless tits bobbed free. Carl and Len gulped, their hard-ons, which had collapsed from shock, starting to come back.

Then Betty kicked off her dirty sneakers and filled with her faded jeans. They were so tight she had to squirm to force them down her shapely hips. Underneath, her skimpy panties were caught up in her crotch, revealing bushy clusters of blonde pussy hair.

"Funny thing about the temperature in here," she said, somehow keeping a straight face as she stepped from her fallen jeans. "The more I take off, the hotter I get."

"Well, keep trying," Ruthie suggested. "You're not bare-assed yet."

Betty hooked her thumbs under the elastic of the panties, which were all she still wore. Her brothers hung on her every move, their hard-ons restored and throbbing with anticipation.

Now, sexily stalling on the brink of total nudity, Betty sighed, "I love the way it feels when I take my panties off. Like I'm peeling away an extra layer of skin. Like to take my time and do it real slow. Sorta tease myself – and anybody else who's interested."