Her father's dong drove in farther and farther. A mammoth piston was jamming her velvet tunnel, a hot steel bar was through her tight gate. Chris, under her, wasn't moving, except for an occasional funny shudder.
"More," Micaela groaned as she felt her father's cock slide up into her rear. "More!" Her words were mumbled around the stuffing mass of Al's pecker.
Patty came back and gasped. When she saw that Al's cock was in Micaela's mouth, she dropped the wet washrag she had brought with her. She reached for her naked pussy, and fingering herself, settled down to watch.
Micaela's eyes flickered open. All she could see was Al's gut. It didn't really matter, she was so far gone she couldn't focus on anything anyway.
Then her father's hips mashed her ass and his balls hit the cock in her cunt. It trembled, and she thought it was going to explode.
"Sonovabitch," Chris groaned.
"Try fucking her," Mike whispered.
Chris eased his cock out of Micaela's cunt. Her lust raged higher as he stroked her tormented tissues. The barrier separating cock from cock was twisted and dragged. She whined around Al's phallus.
She didn't realize it, but everyone in the room was watching her.
Chris drove back in. Then Mike dragged his cock out of her tail, and Micaela's insides were ravaged by another fireball. She wasn't going to be able to take much more.
Chris pulled out of her cunt, and her hips heaved in a feeble fucking motion. Then, just as Chris rammed back into her, her father yanked his dong almost out of her rear. She felt like she was being rolled into a tiny ball and tossed in the air. Her father buggered his way back into her tortured tail, and Chris drew out of her cunt. She drove her head forward and tried to swallow Al's dork.
Everything faded, became a glittering haze of pleasure as the three cocks pushed into her. Her hands reached blindly, touched someone, curled around another stiff tool. She didn't even look to see whose it was, and began pumping her fist on it.
"Jesus, I wish I'd thought of that," Joan granted as she watched. Micaela had three cocks in her, and was pumping her fist on a fourth.
Micaela was oblivious to everything. All that existed was cock. She wasn't even sure how many she had. She felt as if she was one mammoth male organ. Then Chris and her father and Al all pulled out at the same time, and she was empty, except for the heads of their dongs. Then they pushed back into her, and she thought she was going to die from the sudden glutting of her channels.
She was cumming. She swirled away on a crimson, lightning-shot cloud of lust as the thunderous orgasm raged through her. The cock in her ass began to jump. The semen jetting into her was like gasoline on a raging fire. The cock in her cunt felt the spurtings through her partition, and suddenly she was being hosed by two dicks. Then Al rammed his cock down her throat. She choked on his spurtings and fountainings, as her hand was spattered by another man's jizm. She sailed away on a raging flood of cum, a tiny chip in a maelstrom of male lust. She felt her father lie forward on top of her. He cuddled her tenderly as his prick emptied itself in her butt. Then everything went dark.
She roused a few moments later. Her tail hole pinched shut, drove out her father's flaccid, exhausted prick. He got off her, and she was suddenly the center of his sisters' attention.
"You okay?" Gabby asked as she wiped the sweat off Micaela's forehead.
"I need something to wash my mouth out with," Micaela said weakly.
"Have some beer," Patty offered.
"Dammit, I got left out," Kerry complained.
He was instantly engulfed in females. Each one tried to get his cock. Joan won, and immediately drove herself down on it. Patty sat on his face, smothering him with her tender twat. Gabby shoved his hand into her pussy.
Micaela was on her back with her legs over her father's lap and her head on Chris's thigh. He was fondling one of her tits absently. Her father was stroking her thigh.
She thought of the years ahead, and slipped off into a hazy, erotic dream.