“Take them off.”
Drawing her lower lip between her teeth, she stands up from the mattress, turning slowly in place. Her fingertips drift over her perfect, smooth skin, sliding just beneath the waistband of her panties. Gently she wiggles them over her hips, then turns around to show me just the top of her ass crack, revealing it little by little as she works the panties down her thighs.
They fall to the floor, and she slides the straps of her brassiere off her shoulders before unhooking the back closure and letting her breasts free again.
The nursery door opens and then closes.
“Aw, come on! I missed it!” Brock objects. “That’s what I get for putting our daughter to sleep.”
“You can go next,” I growl at him, my eyes hungry for her. I can’t look away.
She raises her arms over her head, brushing her fingertips against the ceiling of the cabin. When she spreads her ankles, her inner lips swell, peeking out at me and inviting me to taste her.
My brothers are all silent as she rolls her hips slowly back and forth, enchanting us again with her form. With her calves flexed as she’s up on her toes, her legs are sculptured and lean, graceful and long.
“Lean back a little for me, Sully, will you?” she purrs.
I lean back and place my weight on my hands as she steps on the mattress, walking past me to straddle my face and sit on my shoulders with her cunt against my nose. Automatically I begin lapping her, fucking her with my tongue, burying my face in that sweet pussy.
She grinds against me, and I keep my eyes open so I can look at her beautiful, frilly inner lips. They’re so delicate and pretty, I don’t want to risk damaging them, but I also want to fuck the living hell out of her.
I suck her pussy until she comes, watching my brothers as they touch and suck at her breasts. The jet is picking up speed now, dashing down the runway. As soon as she stops quaking, I flip her over onto her back.
“We’re almost in the air, baby,” I tell her as I take her knees and slide them over my shoulders. I open her pussy with my thumbs and fit my cock into that little hole, filling her to gagging.
“Unnnnnnnhhhh!!” she groans as I split her with my fat dick and we climb into the air. The shift in g-force shoves her back on the mattress as I pound that beautiful pussy, my hands digging into her thighs, my need immense.
If I didn’t have four hungry dogs watching me, I would go all afternoon with her. I would make her come over and over again, until she begged me to stop. Until her begging was too exhausting. Until her juices were gone.
But I know they’re waiting for me to finish so they can have time with her, and I can’t just ruin her. So as soon as I feel that tantalizing whiff of orgasm, I chase it down, letting it overtake me and drag me under, until I’m shooting my load next to her on the bed.
Rolling off her, I point at Brock. “I guess it’s you.”
He wrinkles his nose at the puddle of my cum next to her on the mattress.
“Well, I didn’t want to fill her to the brim for you,” I explain.
“Oh, well, that’s big of you I guess,” he shrugs as he climbs up on top of her, brushing her hair back with his palm.
Bunny locks her ankles behind his heaving buttocks, letting him ride her as we soar even further into the sky. All of the window shades are up and the sunlight is blaring into the cabin, filling it up with a heavenly glow.
Bunny comes again and again, next taking Trey, and then shy, eager Spencer, and finally Royce. When we are all done, she lies there for a time on her side, stroking her own hip as she smiles and hums to herself. My brothers are scattered about the cabin, half naked, half asleep, half conscious.
“You know, I really wasn’t joking about this being a dream come true,” she says to no one in particular, though I am probably the one most awake now.
She rolls onto her back and opens her knees, plunging her fingers into her sopping-wet slash. I don’t see how she could stand anything else in there, but she’s riding herself, working her clit.
As I watch, she continues to rub that little button, until she comes again, shuddering and moaning.
It’s amazing to me that she has this much endurance. With her affection for Sophia, and the way she has found a way to accommodate each of us, I think we finally found her. I think we have finally found our perfect woman.
Chapter 17
Bunny
Dahlia finally sent me some all-caps texts wondering what was going on. So I started taking pictures of everything, every day, finding that taking pictures of a baby is really fun. I always wondered why people would Instagram an animal that hardly changes so much. I mean, one baby is pretty much like every other baby, right?
I was completely wrong.