Walter Collins - Make me come!

I landed on one of Keith's places but he had a hotel on it and I ended up giving him my two hundred plus mortgaging one of the railroads. Lynn was next. She landed on one of his and begged for mercy. Keith laughed and said he'd take her blouse for payment. She giggled, pouted for a second, then poured us another glass of wine, and handed him the piece of clothing.

The game got really wild then. We were both a little tipsy, which was probably why we were losing so bad. Keith was sober and kept winning. When I was broke, Lynn talked me into selling my clothing along with hers and before long we were both naked.

Keith decided, after we'd both lost everything, that it wasn't fair for us to be naked while he was still dressed. He took off his things and joined us on the bed. In my dream, just as it had really happened, I felt so small every time I looked at Lynn's giant boobs. I also couldn't keep from staring at the big piece of meat that lay, half-stiff and bouncing between my brother's legs.

He loaned each of us two thousand Monopoly dollars which we promptly lost. Then he shut down the game, declared himself winner and decided to collect the I.O.U.'s.

I was fuzzy from the wine and happy about the good time we'd been having. I was also hot and curious after taking my clothes off and looking at my naked brother for a half-hour. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to play with the toy between his legs. I found out in a hurry.

Neither one of them asked if I was a virgin and I wasn't about to admit my innocence. Keith fell across me, knocking me back and covering my hot lips with his. It was the first time I'd French-kissed and the strange, vinegary taste of his saliva, on top of the wine, made my innocent cunt really wet and sloppy.

I thrilled to the feel of his big, meaty tongue and the desperate way it explored. Not to be outdone, I pushed mine past our lips and began flicking about, running it over his teeth and the roof of his mouth. Without really knowing how it happened I found myself dueling with my brother's tongue.

Lynn took my hand and guided it to her husband's solid cock. His touch was new and wonderful. It was totally different from anything I had imagined. The pads of my soft fingertips thrilled to the silky smoothness and rugged veins. I could feel it pulsing and thrilled as it trembled and bounced hotly in my hand. The skin on the outside of the shaft had the ability to slide up and down the iron core under it and I thrilled to the firm softness of the crown. Even though I'd never had one of those big things inside me I knew how delightful it would feel. I toyed with the end of it and thought of how nice it would be to have the rim catch and massage my insides as it was stroked in and out of my cunt.

Keith's strong hands cupped my titties and rubbed the nipples which were already stiff and hard. I felt thrill after thrill of heat shoot through my chest and the balloons filled to the bursting point with desire.

Lynn's delicate hand slid up my thighs, sending tight waves of tense pleasure shooting into the bottom of my stomach. My hand snaked out and did the same to her. I purred as I felt her tremble. Her fingers found the slick entrance of my inexperienced snatch and began to draw the sex-oil from between the tight little cuntlips.

I pushed her legs apart and followed her example. Her cunt was wet and swampy too. I had jacked off enough to know how cunt-juice felt, but somehow it was different coming from someone else. I didn't wait for her to lead the way but found the top of her slit and pushed under the hood for her sex-button.

She gasped as I stroked the wet little head and it made me feel like a real pro. Her fingers didn't follow mine. They pinched my cuntlips together and tugged lightly, making them throb and fill with blood until they were soft and ripe. Then she began to rub them back and forth, making them burn with need.

Her expert play also rubbed and tugged at my clit and cunt in a way I'd never experienced and the itch of need built to its boiling point.

Keith's lips left mine and found my rock-hard little tittie-tips. He sucked one at a time between his lips, pinching them lightly between his teeth.

He rolled and tugged them as his fingers gently, finding the delights deep inside.

Lynn's mouth found mine and I tasted her tongue as my brother's cock began to drip its thicker love-syrup. I wet the tip of my thumb in the sticky stuff and began to slide it around in circles on his cockhead.

The man's hairy legs turned to steel and I sighed happily. Who would have believed I could have so much fun with the boy I'd grown up with, fought with all the time, envied and known so well?

I felt him twist so his hips were rubbing my cheek. His hand pulled Lynn's away and I gasped. His tongue, the same one that had been in my mouth only minutes before, flicked out and slid down the crest of my drooling cunt.

Lynn broke our kiss. She turned my head with her hands so I was facing his crotch. The strong manly smell made my temperature rise even higher. My brother's wife held her husband's straining cock and guided my head until the slippery cushion wet my lips.

"Use your tongue," she whispered.

Shyly, hesitantly, I let my licker ease forward until it touched the smooth hot skin. It retreated to the depths of my mouth and then came forward for another try.

As my tongue became bolder I let it snake out and run up and down the sides of the hot cock. Keith needed more and Lynn guided the meat between my lips and into the depths of my hot mouth.

I felt the cockhead push past my teeth and back my tongue up. I wiggled the very tip so I could tickle the tight skin where his foreskin had been cut away. The heated stick was soothing and made me feel as content as I used to be when I sucked my thumb.

The experienced tongue between my legs was making me boil and seethe like I never had before. His lips caught and drank the juice that flowed from my cunt as quickly as it gushed out. My womb was on fire, my belly was so tight you could have bounced baseballs off it without hurting. My legs felt weak and trembly.

My finger slid low in Lynn's gully and shot into her cunt by accident. I felt her tremble and caught a happy sigh. Thinking it was what she wanted I decided to leave it there and let it soak for a while. The woman had other ideas. Taking my wrist, she began to move my hand back and forth so it trailed in and out of the sucking cavity.

I opened my mouth wider to allow more of his cock in and felt it pulse as he thrust forward. My tongue was mashed to the floor of my mouth, my jaws were open wide, and I could feel the hot veins as they pressed against my palate. Moving my head a little I let the cock push my cheek out and paint the walls with its slick grease.

My brother shivered blissfully when I shook my head and I did it again and again. My free hand slid up inside his thighs and began to explore and become friendly with his balls. I was fascinated by the way the little marbles slipped from my curious fingers and squirted away. Being very careful, I trapped them and got to know both of them before turning my attention to his hairy ass.

Keith had taken all he could stand without blowing his wad. He pushed his throbbing cock into the back of my mouth once before pulling it out and turning so he could mount me.

Lynn grinned and guided him home. It was my very first time. I was too drunk to be frightened. I was hot and ready but it did hurt when he entered.

I felt my tiny cuntlips pull downward as the tight gasket at the front of the sloppy cave stretched to its absolute limits.

Keith didn't know I was a virgin and didn't go slow. It was probably just as well because the pain seared through me and vanished, turning to thrills of shooting pleasure.