“I-I don’t know how.” That doesn’t stop her from making a few strokes, and fuck, it feels good. I look even bigger than usual in her tiny hand.
“Sure, you do. Let me slide it in your mouth, and I’ll help. Relax your throat.” She opens up wide enough for me to make it inside her warm, wet, welcoming mouth. I can tell she’s overwhelmed, but there’s no stopping myself now that I’m inside. I hold her by the back of her head and keep her still so I can slowly fuck her beautiful face. “That’s right. Just keep your lips tight around me.”
Cash spreads her pussy lips wider and sucks her clit, making her buck and whimper around my cock. I won’t let go of her, though. If anything, I want to be in her mouth when she comes. “That feel good? You like having your clit sucked? What if he fucks you with his fingers while he does it?” Her eyes widen an instant later, and I know Cash is doing what I described.
Her muffled squeals get louder, more urgent, and I thrust faster until she screams. She’s still half-sobbing when I slide from between her lips, coated in saliva.
Cash doesn’t waste time stripping down and placing her ankles on his shoulders. Her low, long moan tells me this is what she wants. What she needs. To be used like our slut. To be worshipped and adored and fucked until she can’t take any more.
“Hold your tits together.” I climb onto the bed and straddle her stomach while Cash fucks her while standing beside the bed. She does as she’s told, holding her oiled globes close together, where they bounce in time with my brother’s thrusts. I slide between them and let out a moan of sheer pleasure.
“Yes…” Her head rolls back and forth, and my God, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Sexy, sensual, letting herself go. Only for us.
I watch as the head slides in and out, in and out, crashing into her chin. “Lick it,” I gasp between thrusts. Fuck, I’m so close already. I’ve got to slow down, but the addition of her tongue against my head is too much. Either I stop, or I finish early, and I need to get inside that pussy. Cash is thrusting harder, faster, and I know he’s ready to go.
“You’ve gotta fuck those tits,” I tell Cash before climbing off the bed and pushing him aside so I can take his place. She’s dripping, her quivering muscles forcing cum down her crack and onto the towel underneath her.
“Please, I can’t take anymore.” She can barely talk, and mascara is running down the sides of her head toward her temples. Her breathing is broken and raspy.
“Didn’t know you could come so many times?” I ask before driving myself deep inside her. “I think you need more of my cock tonight.” She clenches around me, pulling me further into her tight heat even as she whimpers and swears it’s too much. Her body knows the truth, knows what it needs.
I don’t bother taking my time, sawing in and out of her the way I did with her tits. The sight of her losing herself again, all sweaty and oiled and screaming my name, makes me explode with a roar that fills the room.
It’s like I got hit by a train. I fall forward and barely catch myself before crushing Payton, rolling to the side, and sinking into the mattress with a groan that feels like it came from my toes. Cash is on the other side, and he drapes an arm around Payton and draws her close to him.
I join them, taking her chin in my hand and turning her face toward mine. I’ve never seen anything as breathtaking.
Until she opens her eyes, and they meet mine, and I forget how to breathe all over again.