Calvin Mason - Gang bang sisters

Cynthia was lying in the tub of warm water and shivering with pleasure. She parted her full lips and let her tongue slip in and out, wetly, while under water her hand rubbed gently at her soapy pussy, making hot, slow circles inside the drooling lips.

Her brother, Jay, was up to his old game and Cynthia knew, enjoyed knowing, that he was peeking in at her.

It was sort of a ritual with them – Cynthia parading around the apartment braless, her nipples erect in hard little teenage buds, and her horny brother eyeing that area about her dampened velvety pubic triangle of girlish hair he had come to know so well.

Now she snaked a slender finger all the way into her drooling cunt. At the bathroom door, which was open just a crack, Jay's sturdy hard-on ached.

Cynthia smiled, almost hearing her brother's pounding heart, knowing his tight jockey shorts must be putting a kink in that thick cock of his.

"Enough of the games, now, Cynthia?" Jay finally panted. "You got one of your horny ones on today, huh, Sis?"

"If you only knew," she sighed. She leaned over the tub's edge, shoving her white boobs up toward Jay's bug-eyes.

"I know, believe me, I know!" her brother panted, and dropped his pants, pulling his shirt off at the same time. He eyed the full length of her lovely body as he stepped into the tub and lowered, ever so gently, his body over hers. His cock throbbed as it submerged in the warm water.

"Ohhhh! I feel what you're talking about," Cynthia cooed as his stiff meat surfaced again and slid along her belly. She let her head drop back and rest on the top of the tub, her hair dripping wet. She spread her legs up and out as Jay readied himself to work his pulsing cock into her cunt.

She grasped the throbbing organ firmly and guided it to her soap-filmed vaginal lips. The water gushed and swirled around their bodies, and Jay moved his hands under water to take a tight grasp on her soft and fleshy buttocks. Jay's body went taut, then shuddered with the sensational feel of the sudsy warm water and her moving body both caressing and exciting him to a peak of near-hysteria. His face was wet with sweat and bath water, and his cock was screaming mad messages up to his brain. His spine tingled as his chest rubbed against her elongated nipples. Jay screwed his eyes shut, battling with the load that was boiling inside his balls.

He opened his eyes again and hesitated long enough to take another devouring glance at the squirming body beneath him. Then he began his gyrations; pushing, thrusting, rotating until Cynthia heaved a big sigh and her big brown eyes flashed wildly. She dug her fingers into his back and clamped him, under water, inside her cunt. They both groaned and a wave of water splashed over the side of the tub as Jay slid into her.

"Mmmmm, isn't this great?" Cynthia said as he hovered over her. "Isn't it wild? Don't you wish you could screw under water forever? Hmmmm. So nice and warm…!"

Her arms came around slowly to enfold him as he plunged deeper and deeper into her submerged cunt. Her hard-nippled breasts rose against him, and he felt himself driving clear in the high, white, detailed sensations of oncoming orgasm.

He poised out over her, and she spread even wider under him and began to reciprocate with a slow unfolding of her juices into the warm water. He heard her grunt and moan and ease up and down under him, and he felt the shudders of her hands pass slowly over his shoulders, her body curling up in the tub and then unwinding slowly.

"Oh, isn't this good? Don't stop," she murmured through sensuous, wet lips, her slippery body still squirming.

"Stop? Not on your life," he replied through clenched teeth. "I'm not stopping 'til I've eaten you all up!"

"Mmmmm… that sounds delicious," she whispered, adding emphasis to "delicious" by squirming faster and squeezing harder on his deep-seated cock.

Her breasts rose high before him, and he dove to recover them in his mouth… and then he picked up the rhythm of the contours of her body again, feeling himself move up all the way in her.

The moment was near when he would throw his load into her sucking tunnel. He held back with all his might, concentrating on stopping the oncoming explosion. His balls were on fire and the warm water licked at them with little tongues of wetness. Everything was against his stopping now, but he squeezed his insides into a knot and waited, trying not to think about the tit that had just slipped out of his mouth and sent a bouncing nipple across his face. But he couldn't ignore the sobs and moans coming from Cynthia as she worked her warm water orgasm to its fullest.

"Take it, baby, take it…" he coaxed her on, gathering his come for the inevitable blast that was about to be triggered off.

Cynthia shook her head dreamily and smiled, feeling his come enter her depths, warm and filling, thick and shooting.

But Cynthia wasn't the least disappointed that his throbbing meat was filling her belly with creamy delight. This wasn't the end, she thought, only the beginning… and her thoughts went racing ahead as his big cock was still diving and dipping in, sliding in, opening the wet downy tunnel of her cunt completely as she whimpered and crouched down low for him. She knew he'd save the best for last and watched his face for a telltale sign as he withdrew. And she caught the sign… a cute smile as he ran his eyes over her body and licked his lips. It meant the gnawing hunger was beginning to chum inside him. That eating hunger that could drive her mad!

Jay slid back on his haunches and pulled Cynthia to a standing position before him. His eyes lapped up every inch of dripping softness, while his hands slid back over her hips and gripped the matched globes of her firm ass, squeezing and pulling the balls apart. Then his eyes locked on the dripping triangle of hair just inches from his face, and Cynthia's eyes became fixed on his mouth.

The pause sent chills through her. She couldn't control herself and pressed the wet mop of hair against his face, then rubbed it over his mouth, nose and chin, until he stopped her with a snaking tongue-dive into her drooling cunt. Hot flashes shot through her mind from the probing, licking, sucking tongue.

When the fire in her was reaching a peak, Jay stopped and turned her around. She knelt and backed into his face, eyeing the upright cock whose head was just below the surface of the water.

Jay felt absolutely refreshed and relaxed now that he'd shot his load. He spread the smooth cheeks before him and buried his nose in the deep crevice, slobbering the crack with playful, wet kisses, enjoying the taste of this sleek, slippery skin that never saw daylight. His eyes feasted on the roundness, firmness and elasticity of her ass, marveling at the sexual desire her crack stirred in his balls.

"Where'd you ever get such a perfectly shaped ass?" he asked, admiring the overall view Cynthia presented in this position.

"My older brother whipped it into shape for me," she cooed back at him. "Kiss it, Jay, the way only you know how to kiss an ass."

There was no hesitation on Jay's part; he spread the cheeks wide, curled his tongue into a point and shot it into her asshole like a dart, snaking, twisting, driving it up and up the tight tunnel as far as he could go, running out of tongue but not tunnel.

"Ohhhh… Jaaaaayyyyy…" she groaned, then dunked her head in the water and filled her mouth with his swollen prick. She sucked and gobbled the sweet meat until her lungs screamed for air, then came up gasping, squeezing his tongue with the strong muscles that surrounded it.