4 comments/ 135952 views/ 6 favorites One and One Make Three By: jallen944 Pam stood in the center of her room, wearing just her panties, trying to decide which sweater to wear. She heard the bathroom door open and figured it was Ethan. She felt someone watching her and looked up to see him go past her open door. She smiled to herself, and felt good about being seen. "Ethan?" Pam called out, and pulled the sweater over her t-shirt. She heard no answer and began down the stairs, pulling up the zipper on her jeans. She got to the bottom of the stairs and looked up as Ethan came around the corner and they startled each other. "Did you get any-" She stopped abruptly when she saw somebody sitting in the living room she didn't recognize. "Did you get any milk?" "Yeah, I did." He noticed she was glancing at the person sitting in the living room. "This is Brad. Brad, this is my sister, Pam," he said. "Hi." "Hi," she said. "I have to go over to Kevin's for a minute. I'll be right back." She went out the door and could feel Brad's eyes following her. Kevin was at work, but his mom was home. She let Pam in to pick up her sweater, which she had left the other night when she took it off so Kevin could squeeze her tits. His mom invited her to stay for tea and watch soap operas, but Pam declined. She didn't tell her that she hated tea, and soap operas. When she got home, she found Ethan and Brad in the kitchen, eating. She heard Brad say something about getting laid before he realized she was there. They both smiled to her, politely, although Ethan's was more of a sly grin. "Go ahead. Ask her," Ethan said. "Shut up." "Ask her." "Ask me what?" Pam said. "How does it feel getting it up the ass?" Brad said. Pam blushed. "Good. Why do you want to know?" "I just wondered if you like doing it that way." "I do. I'll do it any way, if it feels good." "He won't say it, but he wants to get it on with you," Ethan said. "You do? Do you want to give it to me up my ass?" Pam said. "Fuck yeah. How does a guy who wants to get it on with you go about asking you?" "That depends," she said, moving next to him. "First of all, I have to wanna get it on with the guy. In your case, I'm not sure, yet." "Ok," he said, leaning against the counter. "Say you have decided that you do want to get it on with me. What would I have to do next?" "There are a few ways, I guess. One would be to take me to a very nice restaurant for a fine meal, with beautiful roses for me, then romance me with wine and fascinating conversation." "What's another way?" "He could take my hand and press his lips to mine," she said, taking his hand. Her voice dropped to a whisper as his lips came down to hers. "And put his hand up my shirt." His hand slipped under her sweater and t-shirt and closed around her bare breast. She was glad she hadn't worn a bra. Her hand went down the front of his pants and over his growing erection, and they stood that way, kissing. When they stopped, neither of them noticed that Ethan was no longer with them. Pam took him upstairs to her room. "Do you always leave the door open when you get dressed?" Brad said, as he kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his shirt. "Not always. Was that you who saw me?" "Sorry if I embarrassed you," he said. "I don't mind," she said. She pulled off her sweater and sat on the bed to remove her shoes. "Lay down." He lay naked on the bed and she checked out his physique. He must have been a hockey player on Ethan's team, because their bodies looked much the same. He had a good cock, too, long and lean. "Have you ever been fucked before?" she said. "Of course." She turned around so she could see her ass when she pushed down her jeans. His eyes followed her hands over her ass and down her legs. Pam looked back over her shoulder. "Who?" "Brenda, when we were going out." "Brenda Todd? You fucked her?" She turned around again so he could see her tits when she pulled off her t-shirt. "How many times?" "About once or twice a week, or so. How many times have you been fucked?" Pam let her panties fall to the floor and climbed on the bed beside him. "I lost count a long time ago." On her hands and knees, she hovered over his waist and let the tip of his cock brush her tits, especially her nipples. Her hair fell over her shoulders and covered her like a screen. She closed her lips around the end of his cock. "Goddamn that feels good," he said. She bobbed her head slowly, taking most of him into her mouth, and let her tongue slide along his shaft. "Do you still want to fuck me?" she said. "Shit yeah. Don't stop." She took the head of his cock into her mouth again and let it slide to the back of her throat. His size made her hungry to swallow it and let him push it down her throat, but she wanted to taste his cum in her mouth. She bobbed her head, fucking him with her mouth. It didn't take long for his hips to rise off the bed. There was a pause before his cum washed over her tongue. His squirts shot out fast and thick. None of it dribbled out, but she had a mouthful of cum and half his cock between her jaws. It was kind of funny. She didn't want to laugh and spit it all out. Slowly, she pulled his cock out, keeping her lips tightly closed so that none of his liquid dripped out. She let him see her full cheeks, that she had a mouthful, and let him watch while she swallowed all of it. "Do you get practice swallowing cum?" he said. Pam licked her lips. "A lot." She crawled up the bed and laid on top of him. His hands met her breasts and his dick was pressed between them. "When was the last time you were fucked?" she said. "A long time ago, really." "How long ago?" "About a month. What about you?" "Last night," she said with a shrug. "I don't have a condom." "Don't worry about it." "Are you sure?" "Positive. I just won't get pregnant." "Good. I have to take a piss, first," he said and slipped out from under her. Pam rolled on her back and poked her tongue into the corners of her mouth, to get the last bits of cum hiding away. Out in the hall she heard Ethan talking to Brad. A moment later, she looked up at Ethan standing over her, unzipping his jeans. She smiled and sat up on the edge of the bed, closed her eyes and opened her mouth. The head plopped onto her tongue and she closed her lips around the shaft. Ethan's cock was longer, and it slipped right down her throat, the way he preferred, with her nose buried in his pubic hair. She could let him do all the work, sliding his cock the way he wanted. Gradually he sped up, pumping her very hard. When he did, she had a difficult time breathing, but she knew it wouldn't take very long. She wanted his cum in her mouth, also, and pulled him out until the head was on her tongue just in time to have her mouth drenched. She swallowed his cum and let him push it back down her throat. Brad came back into the room. He was still naked and his cock was already stiff again. Pam, with her nose in Ethan's pubic hair, looked at it, and then up to his eyes. "She's good," Brad said to Ethan, as if she wasn't there. "She gives the best blow jobs in the city," Ethan said. With his cock down her throat, she couldn't say anything, so she bit him. Ethan yelped and yanked his cock out, while Brad laughed. "Jesus Pam. I was giving you a compliment," he said, examining the teeth marks on his penis. "Next time you'll let me speak for myself." "Next time I'll put it where you don't have any teeth." Pam grinned at Brad. Ethan looked at Pam, then at Brad and his stiff penis. "Do you want to fuck her now?" "Yeah," Brad said. "Go ahead," Ethan said, and left the room. Pam rolled over on her elbows and knees, pointing her ass in his direction. "Do you want to give it to me up my ass now, or do you want to do that later?" Brad put his hands on her hips and pushed a couple of fingers in her cunt. "Let's see what happens. What do you want?" She sighed. "I just want someone to lick my pussy. I give a lot of head. I don't get enough in return." "Why didn't you just say so? Roll over. I'll suck you all night." With a grin, Pam rolled over on her back, raised her knees and spread her knees. Brad crawled between them and licked her cunt. Pam moaned softly. "How did you do it your first time?" he said. Pam twirled her fingers in his hair. "My cousin took me for a ride in his car, then he fucked me." "Just like that?" Pam nodded. "Just like that." Brad's tongue slipped between her cunt lips again. It felt so good that she began to orgasm sooner than she had anticipated. She didn't want it to end. She wanted him to keep sucking. When her orgasm ended, he crawled on top of her and set his muscled stomach on her soft belly. He had difficulty holding himself up with one hand and trying to put his cock in her cunt with the other. "Is that it, is it in?" he said. "Hold on." She grabbed him and put the head in her cunt. "Okay, that's it." He lowered his hips and it sunk into her. Pam wrapped her legs around him. His hips rose and fell and his lips came down to hers. "What's the biggest cock you've ever had?" Brad said. "Ethan's." Brad nodded. "Yeah, he's pretty damn big. Do you like big cocks?" "They're all right. I like yours." Brad thrust again and spilled his cum inside her womb. Pam savored the warm fluid spreading through her insides. "Oh ... Oh ... Fuck that was good," he said with a deep moan. Pam squeezed him with her legs to get that last drop from his cock into her cunt. "You think you can do it to me a third time?" she said, stroking his hair. "Not right now. I got nothing left," he said and stood up. She watched his shiny, wet dick swing between his legs and licked her lips. She lay with her legs spread and a warm sensation in her belly. Brad gave her a kiss before he went out. She closed her eyes, breathed a sigh and rubbed her nipples. His cum dripped from her slit. Someone came into the room and climbed on the bed. She opened her eyes and smiled. His cock was stiff. She reached for it. He reached for her tit. "Hi Ethan," she said. "Hi." From downstairs, Brad shouted, "Ethan, hurry up, we gotta go." "Give me a minute," Ethan said. "Where you guys going?" Pam said. "We're gonna get about four more guys to come over and screw you." "Good," Pam said and sucked his earlobe. He climbed on top of her and she held the head of his cock between the lips of her cunt, which were slick with cum. He slid it all the way in and pumped hard with his hips. He pulled it out again so that only the fat head held her cunt open, and then he pushed it back into her. But he didn't waste any time, and without telling her, thrust himself deep and squirted his cum into her cunt. He let out a deep breath and rolled off. He stood beside the bed, pulling on his jeans. Pam scooped a drop of cum from her thigh with her finger, put it back into her pussy, and licked her finger clean. "You better go, now. Don't keep Brad waiting," she said. Laying on the bed, she listened to them leave, hoping they would bring back a bunch of guys to stuff their cocks up her cunt. One and One Make Three Ch. 02 It was late when they did return, past eleven. They had been gone for hours, and they found her on the sofa, watching TV, wearing nothing more than a black bra and panties. "Hi," Brad said, with his eyes on her bare legs. "Hi. Where are all the guys?" Pam asked. "What guys?" Ethan said. "All the guys you promised to bring back." "We only brought ourselves. What do you want?" "Never mind." They had a case of beer with them. Ethan took it to the kitchen and Brad sat beside Pam. She flipped channels. Ethan returned from the kitchen with three cans of beer and set two of them on the table. Brad took one. Pam left the third one. She was not in the mood to get drunk. She was in the mood to get laid. She had been promised a roomful of guys when they came back, and there were only the two of them. She had imagined herself being mounted and dismounted again and again by tall, muscular men with thick cocks. She had imagined herself screwed by as many as three men at the same time, with a cock in her ass, one in her mouth, and another long, thick, hard one in her cunt. It had all been fantasy, all that cum inside her and all over her. She was disappointed, to say the least. Ethan propped his feet on the foot rest of the reclining chair and set his beer on the table beside the chair. Pam reached for the last can of beer. It was cold and the beer tasted good. She handed the remote control to Brad and he switched to a basketball game. Pam watched the game for a few minutes, then got up. "I'm going upstairs," she said. "Ok," Ethan said. Pam went upstairs to her room, hoping the guys would follow, but neither did. She closed her door and flopped onto her bed, horny as hell, and they weren't going to help her out. She picked up her book and read a page and a half, but that didn't do anything for her. Her body was anxious for humping and it wouldn't let her forget it. Her nipples tingled, itching to be touched and licked. Her thighs ached to be spread and rubbed and the steady drip of juice from her slit had long ago stained her panties until she was sure both guys could smell it all the way across the room. It was the smell of a woman in heat. How could they turn her down? She put the book down and slid a couple of fingers under the band of her panties. Her pussy hair was damp with her juices. She pulled her fingers out to lick them clean and put her hand back in her panties and slipped two fingers past her lips. She rubbed in and out, but that wasn't going to do it for her. There had to be something more satisfying, something solid, and preferable attached to a warm body. With a heavy sigh, she sank back onto the bed and crossed her legs to try and force an orgasm from herself. She licked her lips, imagining again a long line of tall, handsome, muscular men leading from her door, down the stairs and out to the street, all with their shirts off and their long, erect penises hanging from their pants, all waiting for her to call them into her room. She was aching with desire, and had to have a man even if she had to go back downstairs to tell them to come up and fuck her. Just as she was about to roll out of bed and head back downstairs, someone knocked on her door. "Come in," she said. Brad came in. He looked at her and around her room at the newspaper articles and cutout pictures taped to the walls, the old stuffed rag doll in the chair, and the reflection of himself in her full length mirror on the back of the closet door. He sat on the edge of the bed, raised his left hand to her cheek and placed his warm lips on hers. They laid back on the bed and Pam wrapped her arms around him. Brad lowered his hand to her breast, but his lips never left her lips and his tongue swirled about her tongue. His hand squeezed her breast and Pam moaned. He unsnapped the front of her bra and let it fall away from her pale skin. Against her bare thigh she felt the hard lump of his cock in his jeans. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up his back. She wanted to feel his bare chest against her bare chest and she wanted to touch his muscles. The shirt came off over his head, ruffling up his hair, and she tossed it on the floor. His lips went back to hers and they closed their eyes. Pam moaned again. He pushed his knee between her thighs and rubbed his leg against her warm mound. She sank her fingers into his muscled back. Her juices stained his jeans. He squeezed her breast once more and she couldn't stand it any longer. She pushed him away and spread her legs. "Mount me, Brad," she said in a hoarse whisper. He grinned and climbed off the bed. He unbuttoned of his jeans, pulled down the zipper and dropped them to the floor. Pam stared at his cock and the image of the line of horny guys returned. With a grin, she slipped het wet panties off, dangled them over the edge of the bed and dropped them to the floor. Her swollen breasts, partially covered by the bra which hung from her shoulders like a tiny vest, heaved when she breathed. Resting back on her elbows, she spread her legs again. "Mount me," she said again. Brad climbed onto the bed between her long legs and hovered over her. Pam stared at the pole moving towards her hole and let it glide into her open hand. The tip made contact with her pussy. He lowered his hips and the thick shaft sunk into her body. She grabbed his ass and pulled until he was entirely inside her, then she held him still, and their lips came together again. His hips began to grind in slow, deep circles. Pam sunk her fingers into the hard flesh of his ass. The door to her room opened with a soft creak and Ethan poked his head in. She smiled at him. He pushed the door open and stood there for a minute or two, watching while she writhed slowly under Brad. Then he unzipped his jeans, pulled out his cock and approached the bed. "Oh yes, Ethan. Put it in my mouth," she said, reaching for it. It fell into her open hand and she pulled it to her lips. It touched her tongue and slid to the back of her mouth. She held it there and bobbed her head as much as she could, moaning and gasping. She looked up at Brad. She smiled at him, but it was difficult when her mouth was stuffed with her brother's cock. She took it out of her mouth, laid it against her cheek, brought it down across her chin, up the other cheek and back into her mouth, leaving a gleaming trail of saliva down her flushed cheek. "I want you in my ass," she said, looking up at Brad. He stopped thrusting with his hips. Her eyes flickered up to Ethan. "I want both of you inside me." Ethan looked at Brad, who shrugged with a confused frown. Pam released him from the grip of her legs and he got off the bed. Ethan laid on the bed beside her and she rolled on top of him, placing her cunt over his cock. "Are you sure you want to do it this way?" he said, and held her by her waist. "Definitely. Don't you wanna do it this way?" "It's ok with me." She looked over her shoulder at Brad, who shrugged. "Sure. What do you want me to do?" he said. Pam parted her pussy lips. Ethan's cock pierced her and she settled onto it. She opened the top drawer of her nightstand and got the tube of grease. "I want you to fuck my ass." She squeezed a gob of the grease on her fingers and spread it up and down his cock. "I've sucked you off and you've balled me twice, so now I wanna feel you in here." She spread another thick glob onto her asshole and bent over her brother. "Do it." Brad placed his hand on Pam's hip, lining up his cock with her tiny hole. "I don't think it's gonna fit," he said. "It'll fit. Ethan's fits. Just put it in," Pam said. She looked back over her shoulder, squirming with anticipation. She already had one stiff cock inside her and couldn't wait to feel the second. Her face was warm and she was panting. Finally, the cold, greasy head of Brad's cock touched her tender hole and she gasped. It sank into her slowly and easily. The corners of her mouth turned up in a satisfied smile. She was wedged between two hot, sweaty male bodies and their long, hard cocks were lodged in her holes. Her breasts were squashed on Ethan's chest and their hands were on her body, feeling her up. Even stranger was the feeling of both cocks pressed together, separated only by a thin membrane. However, they seemed a little reluctant to get something going. She started to move her hips, cranking in a circle at first, but still they wouldn't get started. She tried a little back and forth movement to get them to work their cocks in and out, but that didn't work, either. One or the other would start something, then stop as if they were very uncomfortable about the whole thing. She let out a deep breath and wiped her long hair out of her eyes. "Ok guys. You're not helping. This could work really good. Both of you are a little too uptight about this whole thing. It's not gonna kill you if your balls touch. I know you're uncomfortable about it, but you have no choice. It's pretty fucking good for me and both of you are gonna make me cum. So figure it out." "Ok," Ethan said. "Brad?" Pam said, looking over her shoulder. "Sure," he said. "Good. Now start fucking me and make it count." Brad started to move his hips back and forth. His hands were on Pam's ass. Ethan put his hands around her waist. His hips moved up and down. Pam fought to keep a straight face. She didn't want to show the exquisite pain she was feeling. She was afraid that if the guys thought they were hurting her they would stop, and she didn't want that, especially after what it had taken to get them started. She would put up with the pain of being stretched open because the payoff at the end would be worth much more than the effort. The best drug in the world was the cum that they would soon fill her body with, and the best part of it was the instruments they used to deliver it. One stiff cock was infinitely better than the tiny prick of a syringe needle. Two at the same time blew her mind. Three of them at the same time would be different. If she could have a third penis right then, a long, thick one, sliding down her throat, she would probably be as close to heaven as she could ever get without being dead first. One day she would make that fantasy happen. She lowered her head to kiss her brother. Her tongue flirted with his tongue in his mouth. He moved his hands up her sides and rubbed the fleshy sides of her breasts. Brad had better leverage from his position, and his thrusts rocked her back and forth enough to make it difficult for them to maintain contact with their lips. One second Pam was sucking Ethan's tongue, the next it was his nose. They could hear Brad grunting with each plunge. He may have been reluctant to start, but it didn't take him long to seriously get into the job. Pam's head reeled. Her body was on the verge of a terrific orgasm and she could hardly control her body enough to hold her head up. She was too weak to hold herself up with her arms. Her legs tingled and she couldn't feel her toes. She knew her mouth was hanging open. She just hoped she wasn't drooling all over Ethan. "Oh God ... I'm cumming," she said with a moan. Her cunt was spasming, her mind was exploding, and she could feel both cocks throbbing and spurting cum into her at the same time. What an intense sensation. She should have done this a long time ago. She was definitely going to have to do this again. Brad let out a deep breath. Pam's backside was all sweaty. His hands were all sweaty. He rubbed her warm ass. She was no longer heaving back and forth, just slowly rocking and breathing hard. He drew his penis out slowly and carefully. Pam raised her head and looked back over her shoulder. She was propped up over Ethan on both arms, her breasts jiggling just over his face, and craned her head around in an awkward position, but she wanted to see Brad work. She could tell he was an expert at ass fucking, even if he said he didn't have much experience with girls. His dick felt just as good coming out of her asshole as it did going in. He knew something he wasn't telling her and she wanted to know what it was. She could see his cock out of the corner of her eye. It was gorgeous all covered with cum. It was thick and hard, a deep red and purplish, and ridged with swollen veins. A few drops of cum fell onto her warm ass. The rest of it was sloshing inside her and leaking from her asshole, which felt stretched and loose. "Don't go away," Pam said, reaching out for him. "What?" Brad said, putting his hand in hers. She pulled him toward her. "I'm not finished with you yet. I wanna lick you clean," she said. Her eyes followed his organ as it bobbed toward her face. "Ok," Brad said. He stepped closer to the bed, bringing his hanging dick closer to her face. Pam twisted over Ethan to the edge of the bed, her mouth open and her tongue out. She took his cock over her tongue to the back of her mouth. Ethan slid his hands down over her damp sides to her ass to hold it while he moved her up and down. "Are you fucking her again?" Brad said. Pam's eyes turned up to his face. His hands combed through her tangled, messy hair and his cock was deep in her mouth. "I guess so," Ethan said with a grunt. "How many times can you cum in one day?" Pam slurped Brad's cock out of her mouth. "We have yet to find out," she said. Brad stepped back to watch. His penis was quickly shrinking away. She had cleaned up all the cum and left it shiny with her saliva, which quickly evaporated. Ethan was bouncing her up and down like a bull in a rodeo, then rolled on top of her, pulled his cock out of her pussy and laid it on her belly. A huge gush of pearly, white cum followed from her slit. His cock was still huge and throbbing, spurting out a last gasp of cum into her belly button. Pam stroked it. "I need another beer," Brad said. "Me too. I need to wash the cum out of my mouth before Mom smells it on my breath," Pam said. Brad stopped to pick up his jeans. "You're gonna reek of cum for days. It'll be coming out of your pores." "You think so?" Pam said. "I'm sure of it." "Maybe that's why some of the girls look at me funny in school." Ethan crawled up over her and dangled his penis in her face. "That and the fact that you glow doesn't hide the fact that you've just got fucked." Pam licked the fat head of his cock while he spoke. "Oh God. They probably think I'm a slut," she said.