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Bullets for Butter - Chapter Seven

Kelly's Poker Party

 

So I was sitting there, the way I always am, but at least I had some company. My brother Mark was there, and he'd brought a couple of his friends. A black guy named Tony and a guy who looked Irish, all red hair and freckles, named Cal. That was short for Callahan, I found out, since his first name was Toby and he hated it. I'd never met either of them before, but it was cool. They were all about 20 and going to the junior college. I'd just turned 18 and I was still in high school, which seemed ridiculous to me. I couldn't wait to graduate. Mom and Dad were out of town for a wedding, which was the main reason Mark and his friends had come by. Raiding my dad's liquor cabinet was a lot cheaper than buying it.

"So how do you play this?" I asked.

"You never played poker, Kelly?" Tony grinned at me. He was pretty cute, not really tall, but nice looking with his chocolate skin and white teeth. A real outgoing personality too, sort of a friendly guy and I liked that a lot.

"Nope," I shrugged. "I can play cribbage though."

"Cribbage?" Mark laughed. "This is poker night! Everybody bring your money?"

"Money?" I stared at him.

"Well, you gotta have money," Cal laughed. "That's the point."

"Ahhh…" I rolled my eyes. "I got better things to do with my money than give it to you guys." I started pushing myself from the table.

"It's not real money, just nickels and dimes," Tony smiled at me. "Don't leave."

"Wellll…" I shrugged. "I'll try a little."

We were all drinking, the guys more than me. It was fun though, sitting there and trying to figure out what I was doing. One of the guys would help me figure out how much to bet, or if I should fold or whatever. They were trying to be honest too, it seemed like, because I was winning. I had like ten dollars in nickels, dimes, and quarters in front of me and it was funny.

"Well, shoot. I guess we'd better get serious," Mark said, looking at the big pile of coins in front of me, and the little ones in front of him and his friends. "No more help for Kelly. She's on her own now."

"That's fine," I giggled. "I'll beat the pants off you guys anyway!" I was feeling pretty smart right then.

"Beat the pants off us?" Cal grinned and Tony laughed with him. "We'll see, we'll see."

And sure enough, eventually my luck started turning. Tony won a bunch of hands, with Cal and Mark winning enough to stay in the game. We were all getting a little buzzed, not really drunk, but just relaxed. I was sitting between Cal and Tony and they'd both moved their chairs a little closer, just a fraction every once in awhile, and before I knew it they were right next to me, the both of them.

"Hey!" I laughed. "You guys are cheating!"

"No we're not!" Tony protested. "We're just sitting here."

"Yeah, Kelly, come on," Cal touched me on my shoulder, giving me a little rub and I grinned at him.

"You're just trying to see my cards."

It didn't really occur to me that they might be trying to see something else too. I'm a pretty girl, I know that, with a cute face and a nice body. A real nice body, seriously toned, even buff you might say because I get a serious workout everyday. My ass is nice and pert and solid, believe me, I'm proud of my butt and I work it to death. My breasts are nice too, firm but pretty large and I was a little self-conscious about them actually, since they were 34D cups. In high school big is good, but bigger is sort of weird. I have blonde hair that's sorta long, I guess. Mostly I keep it in a ponytail, but that night it was loose. And blue eyes, not dramatic blue or anything, but friendly blue.

And that's me all over, really. I'm friendly and everybody likes me, but my problem is that I have really bad legs. In fact, I don't have any legs at all hardly, which sucks even worse than you might think. It happened when I was seven, riding my bike and ending up under a truck. No use crying over it eleven years later though, I did plenty of that before. So, now you know I'm an amputee, with a great body, a pretty face, and no boyfriend…Because for some reason, boys just don't really want to get serious with a girl in a wheelchair.

So, I was sort of innocent too. I mean, I'd never really had a boyfriend or anything, as I just explained. I wasn't exactly shy myself, but I was far from outgoing and I think I intimidated most guys anyway. Even the guys I was playing poker with that night. At first they'd been nervous, sort of like they were walking on egg shells around me, but their drinking and my determination to have good time got them over that quickly enough.

Maybe too quickly, I thought as it did finally dawn on me that by trying to look at my cards, Tony and Cal were getting a pretty good eyeful down my loosely buttoned blouse.

"Okay, okay," I grinned. "Move back over, you guys. Come on…I want to win some of your money back."

They laughed and joked, they even moved a little and I still wasn't winning. But finally I had a good hand, a really good one, and it was right on time too. I was down to my last quarter, which I'd just thrown into the pot for the ante thing.

Mark had the bet and he threw in a dime, which Tony matched and then bumped to a quarter. I just looked down at the empty table and then at the three jacks in my hand.

"Can I borrow a quarter from somebody?" I asked innocently and they all laughed at me. "I'm serious, come on!"

"You can't borrow a quarter, Kelly!" Mark grinned. "You have to play with your own money."

"But I don't have any more. Please?" I looked around, batting my eyes and making a puppy dog face, but it was no use.

"Nope. You're out of money, you're out of the game, that's how it works," Cal said.

"Well…Maybe…" Tony started saying and I smiled at him. "You got anything worth a quarter? You know, something to throw in?"

"Ummm…" I thought about it. "I have my earrings," I said. "They're worth way more than a quarter though."

"Don't bet those Kell," Mark shook his head.

"Well, you guys wouldn't really keep them, if I lost…" I looked around. "Would you?"

"I would," Mark said seriously, because he was sorta like that.

"I bet you would," I frowned.

"Aw, she's out," Cal decided. "Let's play…My bet?"

"Wait, hold on…How about um, my top?" I said, giggling nervously, but being serious. "Like strip poker, right?"

"You played strip poker before?" Tony grinned at me.

"Well no! But I've heard of it," I said. "Come on. My top, okay?"

"For a quarter?" Mark stared at me.

"Mmmm…Can I get like a little change or something for it?" I asked them.

"No way," Cal grinned. "All clothes are a quarter except socks…You wearing socks?"

"No!" I laughed at him and he turned bright red, but I wasn't offended or anything.

"Okay, so Kelly's clothes are worth a quarter." Mark said, "Okay?"

"Yeah sure," Tony nodded, looking at his cards like he was cool.

"Okay," Cal nodded as well.

"Alright then, umm…Do I have to take it off now?" I asked.

"You gotta pay the pot, Kelly," Tony grinned and they all watched as I sighed and took off my blouse, exposing the plain white bra cupping my large breasts.

I folded it up and put it in the center of the table. "Okay, I'm in."

I tried to ignore the guys' looks, but I felt a little funny sitting there in my bra. I kept my cards close to my chest and brushed a long strand of blonde hair out of my eyes, trying to be brave as I returned their stares.

"Okay. To me?" Cal licked his lips. "I'm…I'm in…and uh, I'll raise it a quarter."

"What?" I stared at him and he giggled.

"Wait your turn," he smiled at me.

Of course everyone stayed in, Mark and then Tony, tossing in their money and Tony even raised another quarter, so it was fifty cents to me!

"This isn't fair!" I said, looking at them with pursed lips.

"Fifty cents, Kell," Mark leaned back.

That's uh…Hmmm…" Tony chuckled. "Your bra and shorts, I guess. If you wanna stay in the game."

"I don't like you guys anymore," I said, frowning as I looked at my cards again. Three jacks, an eight and a two. And we still had the draw coming. "Underwear has to be worth more than regular clothes, come on."

"Well, we agreed…" Cal started, but Tony held up his hand.

"That's fair," he nodded, looking around. "Underwear is…personal," he said with a straight face, but then he burst out laughing and even I had to smile at him.

"How about, okay, fifty cents for underwear then…but that includes panties too." Mark looked at me and I nodded as we all agreed that was fair.

"Okay, hold on a sec..." I put my cards face down and made funny faces at them for a few seconds while I worked my panties off, pulling them out front under the long skirt I wore with a grin.

"Oh, she can't do that!" Cal protested, but Tony just laughed and nodded and Mark just shrugged. "You can't do that, you gotta like take stuff off in order."

"What?" I laughed at him. "How do you know I don't put my dress on before I put on my panties?"

"Well..." He looked down, grumbling because I hadn't shown him my tits.

But I was sitting there with no panties on, and it was a little embarrassing putting them on the table. I mean, they were clean, you know, but they were my little pink panties with a little white bow on the front and…It was weird. It was also exciting, which was really strange. There I was, an 18 year old high school virgin, playing strip poker with three college guys…Yikes! I kinda liked it.

I wouldn't have admitted that in a hundred thousand million years though.

At least we got to draw cards now and I decided to take two, looking for that other jack. Mark took one, so I figured he had like a straight, or maybe a flush, if he'd gotten lucky. Tony took three, so all he had was a pair of something. Cal took three also, so I figured I had them beat just sitting there.

"My bet?" Tony asked. "I'll check."

"What's that mean…oh!" I remembered. "My bet, right? Ummm…" I frowned then and Tony was grinning. "You sneaky…"

I had to bet either a quarter or fifty cents, and I was going to lose either my bra or my skirt, one or the other. This wasn't working out like I'd planned at all and I almost quit, but I knew I had the winning hand so...

"A quarter…" I said. "You guys keep your eyes on your cards." I made sure I was sitting close to table, as close as I could get, and I wriggled my butt out of my skirt, wrapping it up finally and putting it on the table.

"Hmmm…Cal looked at his cards and then at me…and then, "I'm out. I got squat."

"Quarter to me huh?" Mark rubbed his chin. "Okay. Here's your quarter and I'll…bump it a quarter. Fifty cents Tony."

"I'm in." He didn't even hesitate. "And, aw, what the hell…let's add a quarter. So that's…"

"Fifty cents to me," I frowned. But I'd pulled two fives in the draw, as if by magic, and even I knew it was gonna be tough for anybody to beat a full house.

"Alright," I took a deep breath. "We're all adults." I said and then I looked at Mark. "Some of us anyway. Mark close your eyes."

"No way, Kelly. Let's see 'em!" he laughed and I blushed, but I did it.

I removed my bra slowly, actually liking the way I had the attention of those guys, especially Tony whom I was starting to like a lot. Cal was okay too, Mark…nyaaa…So I reached behind me, which of course gave those guys a real thrill, and undid my bra with one hand, pressing it to my boobs with the other, and then finally taking it off after a long, long pause.

"Wow!" Cal said. "You're, uh…Wow!"

"Close your mouth, Cal," Tony chuckled, but he was looking at my tits too and he liked them a lot.

My nipples were hard, which was mildly embarrassing, and pointed like bubblegum rockets. My breasts didn't sag ether. For all their size, my D-cup tits were as firm as any eighteen year old girl could ask for and I was sort of proud actually. I'd never, ever shown my breasts to anyone, but there I was, naked as a jaybird now, with rock hard nipples and three horny guys staring at me. Do you see a pattern here?

I tossed my bra on the table carelessly. I mean, once they'd seen me I couldn't take it back, so I actually relaxed quite a bit and laughed at their stares. Half the people on the planet have boobs, I told myself, and believe it or not, that kinda helped. The fact that the other half drooled over them was a thought I tried to push away.

"Is that it?" I asked, ready to lay down my cards and get dressed again, because I knew I had a winner.

"Uh, nope…It's a quarter to me and I'll see that, and raise fifty cents," Mark said.

"Fifty cents?" I stared at him. "You're doing that on purpose! I don't have anymore clothes!"

"Sorry, Kell…But these cards are worth every penny!" He smiled and I knew he was bluffing.

"Trying to buy the pot, huh buddy?" Tony thought he was bluffing too. "I got your fifty, and here's fifty cents more."

"Oh you guys suck!" I said. "A dollar now? To me?" I was sitting on the best hand anybody'd had all night and they were pulling that stuff? It wasn't fair and I was so annoyed I even forgot I was naked. Almost.

"A dollar to you," Tony nodded.

"Well," I shrugged. "I guess I'm out. I don't have anything else to bet."

"Well…" Mark said slowly, "…you could bet other things."

"Other things?" I looked at him. "Like what? My teeth?"

"No, mmmm…How about, I don't know…A kiss maybe? Or…Nah…that's not worth a dollar…"

"A kiss isn't worth a dollar?" I stared at him in disbelief. "Is that an insult or something?" I honestly didn't know what to think of it.

Tony and Cal had the good sense to stay quiet, at least, but they were smirking.

"No! I just mean a kiss, well…everybody kisses," Mark shrugged. "How about like, ummm…Something serious."

"Serious?" I was lost now, wondering why we were even talking about this. "What do you mean serious?"

"I mean like sex, you know. Something…like a blowjob?" my bother said slowly, watching my reaction closely.

"What?" I blinked at him with disbelief. "Are you crazy?"

"Well, if you bet a blowjob and you win…You get to pick who goes down on you, right?" Mark grinned at me. "I mean, you could have Tony do it, if you want…He's still in. Or me…Up to you. Plus you get our money."

"Uhhh…" I sat back shaking my head trying to understand him.

"But only if you win, if you don't then whoever wins the hand, me or Tony…well…you know…"

"You want me to give you a blowjob?" I'd never even touched a boy's penis!

"Well, duh…You're pretty hot." Mark chuckled and if I could have reached him, I might have slapped him.

"So it's like you guys win either way?" I shook my head.

"Well so do you," Mark grinned. "Depending on how you look at it."

"I won't give you a blowjob, Mark," I shook my head. "Tony maybe..." I seriously blushed when I said that and I couldn't look at him, "...but not you."

"Why not?" he asked.

"Cause you're my brother?" I said, holding out my hand like it was obvious. "Remember all the family vacations? I was the girl sitting next to you, dopey."

"Ah, who cares, come on…You're probably gonna win anyway and then you can play with Tony all you want."

"I don't want to play with Tony!" I said, but I was lying and they knew it. I could feel my face burning and my nipples felt like they were going to pop. My sex was greasy and I squirmed uncomfortably in my chair.

"Well, either way. Oral sex for a dollar, you in or out?" he asked.

"I'mmmmm…" I paused, thinking hard. If I had the winning hand, I could probably clean these guys out. Teach them a real lesson maybe. And I did have the winning hand, I was sure.

"What? Come on, Kelly!" Mark said impatiently.

"How much for real sex?" I asked, swallowing hard and avoiding their eyes.

"What? Like fucking?" Mark stared at me.

"Yeah," I nodded. "If I said I'd do it with the winner...If I don't win, I mean, how much is that worth?"

"I don't know," Mark shrugged. "Five dollars?" He looked at Tony and Tony was laughing and not saying a word. He just held up his hands like he was innocent.

"Don't ask me, man!" Tony wasn't saying a thing.

"Five?" I shook my head. "You're crazy, it's gotta be like…I don't know. Twenty bucks, how about that?"

Even that wasn't very much, especially for my virginity, but these guys didn't know I was a virgin and I wasn't gonna say anything, and twenty bucks was probably about all my brother had anyway. He was always broke. The God's truth is that I knew I was going to win, so it wasn't like I was really worried about having to make good on my bet, you know?

"Ahhh…well, sure," Mark nodded and took a drink of his beer. "Twenty is…okay, I guess."

"Okay then, I'll see your dollar…for a blowjob…" I rolled my eyes, "...and raise you guys twenty for, um...you know. Fucking…But!" I stared at them. "No more raising! This is it, right?"

"Sure uh, okay," Mark nodded. "So twenty to me? Then…" He opened his wallet for ten, searched his pockets for a crumpled five and some ones, and finally counted all the change in front of him. He had twenty dollars and ten cents. "…I'm in."

"I'm…in…" Tony nodded and I laughed at him, thinking I'd just scored pretty good. About 45, almost 50 bucks altogether, not bad at all. I might have to make Mark drive me to the mall, I thought with a smile.

"Read 'em and weep, boys!" I said, because I'd heard that in a movie once and had wanted to say it all night. I laid down my full house and grinned at them triumphantly.

"Uhhh, that's pretty good," Tony nodded. "But I have four sixes. Sorry about that, Kelly." But he didn't look sorry and my smile felt frozen on my face.

"Ohhh…Look at Tony go!" Cal laughed, finally finding his voice after sitting like a lump for twenty minutes staring at my boobs.

"Not bad Tony, but I got this little thing they call a straight flush…seven through jack of hearts. Ain't that cool?" Mark grinned at us, and especially at me.

"Bet you were looking for this guy, huh?" He tapped his jack, the one I'd been missing and I frowned.

"Sweet!" Cal grinned at me.

"Well, I guess it's our lucky night, Tony. Kelly owes us buddy!" Mark gave Tony a high five and I glared at him. "You're not gonna welch out on us...are you, sis?"

"No," I shook my head. "You know me better than that, Mark."

"Yeah," he smiled at me. "You always keep your promises, and hey! That's why we love you, Kell."

"Well, you're the big winner I guess, um…" I swallowed, not exactly sure how I was supposed to feel about this. I mean, I wanted sex yeah, but not with my brother for one thing. And not because I owed to somebody for another. I kinda wanted it to be more special than that, you know? Mostly I felt numb and that was good, otherwise I might have been crying.

"I think she's shy," Mark said to Tony.

"Well, you're kinda bein' a dick," Tony told him and I smiled at that.

"Am I?" Mark looked at him.

"Yeah. You gotta be smooth man," Tony shook his head. "You already know she's gonna do it, right? So be nice."

"It's okay," I smiled at Tony, "Mark's been a dick since he was born. I'm used to it."

"Shoot!" Tony shook his head, smiling back at me. "If you were my sister…Mmmm…I wouldn't be no dick, not like that."

"Yeah yeah…Knock it off." Mark looked at me. "Are you gonna pay up or what."

I laughed then, looking at Tony. "See what I mean?" I asked and then nodded. "Yeah okay, ummm…The same time okay? I want Tony to be there. I..." I bit my lip, looking at him. "I want him to be my first, alright?"

"Your first?" Tony narrowed his eyes.

"I never did it," I swallowed nervously. "So um…You did it before, right? Like you know how?"

He chuckled and I blushed. "Don't worry, everybody knows how. That ain't the hard part."

"Yeah. I know." I was sounding stupid, the way I do when I talk to guys I like. "I just meant, you…you're not a virgin too, are you?"

"No," Tony smiled. "But I wish I was now." He was talking softer and I think we both forgot Mark and Cal were there with us.

"Why?" I asked, smiling and playing with my hair, feeling my bare breasts just aching suddenly to be touched.

"Cause you're way finer than any girlfriend I ever had." Tony was closer too and then we were kissing and it was nice, I'm not lying. Wow!

"Come on," Mark sighed. "Okay, fine both of us. He can fuck you and you suck me, right?"

"I hate my brother sometimes," I whispered and Tony just grinned at me.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," he promised.

"What about me?" Cal was whining like a red headed step-child.

"You shouldn'ta folded, pal!" Mark laughed. "Television's in there," he pointed towards the living room. "Use a coaster too! My mom's a neat freak."

"You wanna cover yourself up?" Tony asked me as he stood up.

"Nah, I'm okay," I shrugged. "You're gonna see it all anyway, right?" I giggled nervously and I felt a little scared because this was the bad part for me, the part where my dream became a nightmare.

"It's okay." He bent over and kissed me again. "You're really beautiful."

"You say that now…" I smiled weakly, looking into his soft brown eyes.

"No. I mean it and if you don't want to do this, we don't have to. Mark's full of shit," Tony told me seriously. "You don't owe us anything."

"Really?" I licked my lips.

"What are you guys talking about?" Mark asked, looking between us as we whispered.

"You want me to kick his ass?" Tony asked me with a grin.

"No!" I giggled, knowing he wasn't serious, but Tony meant what he said about not owing him and he wasn't going to let anyone force me into anything. "Um...Do you want to do it?" I asked him shyly, feeling my cheeks turning hot. "With me?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "Long as I can see you again afterwards. Long as were still friends. If it's gonna be problem, then no…I can wait."

"Really Tony?" I think I was going to cry, which sounds totally dumb and I even wiped at my eyes for a second, but I didn't.

"Uh-huh," he nodded. "We can go as fast as you want, whatever you want, okay?"

"What are they talking about?" Mark asked Cal, but I barely noticed them.

"I want to do it," I told Tony, feeling my tummy trembling as I confessed completely. "But I gotta know if you mean it…"

I grabbed my wheels and rolled back in my chair, really hating it right then, and giving Tony, and the others a real good look at my legs. Such as they were. I'd lost them just above the knees and there were some scars, big ones that were old and faded, but it wasn't that bad. They weren't horrible, except for the way my thighs just…ended. I didn't have legs. I had stumps, round and sort of wrinkled, like the end of really big hot dogs you might say, except that sounds sort of funny, and my legs weren't funny at all.

The guys also got a good look at my pussy too, but I wasn't quite so nervous about that. I mean, it was private, yeah, but not weird like my missing legs. I had a little golden hair down there, sort of yellow-brown, and my clit was hard like a little pink eraser, but only because of Tony…Mmmm…I don't know, he just seriously made me feel good. Anyway, I was looking at my legs, and probably they did too at first and I figured they wouldn't see anything else. Who could? But when I looked at them, all three of those guys, they were staring at my pussy.

"I mean it," Tony said, blinking and lifting his deep brown eyes to look into mine.

"Okay," I bit my bottom lip. "Me too."

"Well, I'm glad we got that sorted out," my brother rolled his eyes. "Come on."

He pushed me towards my bedroom with Tony following and Cal too, even though he hadn't won anything. I guess TV didn't sound like much fun, and I didn't mind really. I know I probably sound like a slut or something, but for one thing, I'd been basically dreaming of sex for like four years straight. Some people say only guys have wet dreams? The people who say that are guys, believe me. Girls dream about sex too, we just don't make a big mess out of it. So yeah, I'd been thinking about sex and mostly knowing that nobody would ever want to make love to me. I'd resgned myself to that cold idea, you know?

For another thing, do you believe in love at first sight? Or if not that, then maybe love two hours after first sight? Because I was thinking that I could seriously be in love with Tony right about then. I didn't have a lot of experience, true, and he wasn't exactly the sort of guy I'd pictured myself with, since I'm a German-Swede and he's, well…I don't know. Zulu or something. No offence intended, I'm just pointing out the obvious and it didn't bother me at all. Call it a pleasant surprise to find myself attracted to a guy who seemed to like me and realizing that skin color had nothing to do with anything.

And also, while I'm on it, I've always had this weird psychological thing about keeping my word. I know some people can say they'll do something and then change their mind, or forget or whatever, but not me. I'd said I'd do it, give the winners blow jobs and even have sex with them, and I'd known at the time what those things were. So chickening out later, or stepping up to some higher moral ground didn't really make much sense. I'd lost my legs and people had sent me cards and letters saying how brave I was, you know? The courageous little girl…Maybe I just always felt I had to live up to that or something.

Whatever it was, I knew one thing…I was finally going to lose my virginity and that thought was scary, exciting, and way too big for my tummy! I was shaking like a leaf.

Mark had rolled me into my bedroom a thousand times, probably more. He'd also carried me a gazillion times without ever complaining, so he knew what to do. Basically he wheeled me close to my bed and just waited until I'd pushed myself up and out, flopping onto my tummy, which was easiest for me. To the uninitiated it probably looked like I could have used some help, but believe me, I didn't need or want any assistance. I just wished I didn't look so stupid doing it.

"Ain't you gonna help her?" Cal asked and Mark just gave him a look like, 'What? Are you crazy?'

I got on my bed just fine and I could have rolled over, but remember how I said I was proud of my ass? I was laying there on my tummy for one reason…Just to show it off for Tony.

I'm a little paranoid about getting a fat ass, or a flat ass which would be just as bad, so I do physical therapy, like leg curls and swimming, but not really swimming, I just sort of float and kick my stumps until my ass burns with the effort. Anyway, I work my butt to death and now, laying there on my tummy bare butt naked, I knew it was paying off. Legs or no legs, a man couldn't look at my firm round ass and not get excited. Or so I hoped as I looked over my shoulder with a nervous smile.

"What do you think?" I asked Tony, partly because I wanted to tease him, and partly because I wanted to make sure he liked what he saw.

"I think you're, uh…"

"Fucking hot!" Cal finished for him and I giggled at his enthusiasm.

"Yeah," Tony chucked, turning his head. "Fucking hot."

"Shit, I've been looking at that for the last four or five years, man," Mark was saying. "You got no idea."

"Really?" I looked at him, a little surprised. "You've been looking at me?"

"Since you were like thirteen, Kell," he nodded, taking off his clothes while we talked. "I used to jerk off in your panties."

"That was you?" I stared at him.

"Yeah!" he laughed. "Who else would it be?"

"I thought it was that guy Joel you used to hang out with," I told him. Joel had been his best friend, but that guy was always staring at me. He was sorta creepy, like a stalker or something and I never knew what he was thinking.

"Joel?" Mark laughed. "I dunno, maybe he did. All I know is I've been waiting for this for a long time, sis."

Mark had undressed quickly and I looked from his face down to his penis, which was hard and long and bobbing up and down as he moved. He was getting on the bed, sliding up to lean against the headboard, which was about perfect as it put my head right where his cock was.

"You gonna get undressed, dude?" Mark looked at Tony. "Or am I gonna do her by myself?"

"Do me?" I laughed. "Are you sure we came from the same parents?"

"I dunno, does it matter?" Mark laughed too. If I was a little weird, Mark was positively strange sometimes. "Okay, come on, Kelly. Jesus, I used to dream about this."

"I can't believe your sister's gonna suck your dick." Cal said, looking around for a place to sit while Tony took off his clothes.

"Sit in my chair, its okay," I told him, since there weren't any other chairs in my bedroom.

"Come on! Suck it," Mark said impatiently and he'd spread his legs around me as I lay propped up on my elbows. His erection stood about six inches in front of my nose, but I ignored him and just looked at his dick.

I'd never seen a real penis on a real man, let alone played with one before and here was my chance. It was kind of cute, I guess. Not really big or anything, but hot under my fingers, and heavy as well. I guess that surprised me the most. It had some weight to it, duh! I'm no brain surgeon, but I supppose I figured since it was attached to Mark, he'd sort of be holding it up, right? As I wrapped my fingers around the shaft however, yeah...It was hot and heavy and alive.

"I'm gonna lick you, okay?" Tony surprised me, since I'd been looking at Mark's dick and I'd sorta forgotten the other guys were there for a second. "You have the most perfect ass…" he was saying and then I felt something, really, really nice.

Tony just got on the bed behind me, kneeling on the floor and leaning over and he was tall enough to reach my butt with his hands and then his mouth easily. I held my breath as he spread my ass with his thumbs and I felt his hot, wet tongue across my anus. I mean, he went right for my asshole first thing and I about jumped off the bed! But I couldn't because Mark had decided to help me out by grabbing my head and basically pulling my open mouth down on his cock.

So, I was sucking my first cock ever...and it was my brother's. They're probably all the same though, so that didn't bother me a whole lot. The whole incest thing, I don't know, it doesn't get me really excited, but it doesn't turn me off either. Mark liked it though, he was always calling me sis while we did it, and he hardly ever calls me that. It was like he had to keep reminding himself that he finally got what he'd always wanted, sex with his beautiful little sister.

The truth was he probably could have had me a long time before. All he had to do was say something or try and kiss me. I wouldn't have said no, I don't think. I wanted to have sex. All my friends at school were doing it with their boyfriends and I knew I wasn't going to have one of those, so if it had to be with my brother...So what? It would have given me some good leverage too, some really cool ways to tease him. I really regret that he didn't have sex with me when I was mmmm…14 or 15 years old maybe. It would have been fun.

I guess Mark was making up for lost time, because he was holding my head tight, really making me bob up and down on his thick cock and I had no idea what I was doing. I didn't know if I was literally supposed to suck, like he had a big straw between his legs, or if I was just supposed to mouth it. I was a total virgin, you know. So I did both and he didn't really seem to mind either way.

I didn't mind either, except I was gagging sometimes when he hit the back of my throat, coughing a little too. We just had to go slower, that was all, and I'd get the hang of it. So I resisted him, just a little, and stroked his thighs with my hands, and Mark finally did relax enough to let me figure this blowjob thing out for myself. It isn't really very complicated at all, once you got the hang of it.

Tony helped a lot too, because he was licking and kissing my pussy and butt like you wouldn't believe. Yes, there are black guys who like eating pussy, and they do a good job of it. I don't know where or how Tony learned, but he knew what he was doing and if I'd had real legs instead of those useless stumps, I'd have been squeezing his head hard! As it was I still squeezed him pretty good, especially when he gave me the first real orgasm of my life.

I'd had other ones. I mean, I frigged myself often enough to get a spot in the masturbation hall of fame probably, but this was way better than any of the ones I'd given myself. Mostly because I usually stopped when I started cumming, but Tony just kept on going and it drove me insane! I was shaking like a leaf, just holding my mouth loose around Mark's cock and moaning like crazy. I was wriggling and squirming and flopping around, but Tony was right there with me, holding my hips and shoving his big tongue deep inside my quivering sex like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh God!" I just looked up at my brother, my mouth open and dripping spit and precum all over his sloppy wet penis. "That was good!"

Mark just shrugged, and pushed my face back down, but he wouldn't know good cunnilingus from bad square dance calling, believe me. I loved him and all, but my brother really was a selfish prick sometimes.

"You ready, baby?" I heard Tony whispering in my ear, and he was sliding up my back and it felt so good.

"Mmmphh…" I said around Mark's penis, trying to lift my head to say more, but Mark was holding me down and pushing up with his hips at the same time.

"I'm gonna fuck you good, Kelly…I swear, you're so hot, baby…" Tony loved calling me baby, which I didn't mind at all. It was better than sis anyway. And hearing him talk dirty in my ear, in that soft, deep voice of his was yummy.

I could feel his thighs outside mine, such as they were, and a moment later I felt the head of his cock nudging my pussy. I was so ready for it too, like you wouldn't believe. I'd had a really nice cum already and my pussy was on fire, all wet and juicy and hungry for Tony's big cock. The only problem, if it can be called that, was that my pussy was so small.

I'd fingered myself a lot, even inside, just a little, but mostly playing with clit. I still had my hymen, I knew that, because I'd felt it just inside and I'd been careful with it, you know, saving myself for Mr. Right, who happened to be Tony I guess. He was definitely gonna pop my cherry if he could get his dick inside me. But it seemed to take forever, mostly cause he wasn't really using his hands, probably. He was just pushing with his hips, sort of humping my pelvis and poking around for my little hole.

It felt good too. I mean, I liked it and it seemed really sexy, feeling his smooth warm cockhead rubbing me all over, even pressing against my little butthole once in awhile. For a minute or two, Tony just let his long black cock slide between my pale cheeks, fucking me that way and it was a terrible tease. The sensation was amazing and I could barely think between having my brother fucking my mouth and Tony massaging my butt with his prick, but at the same time I really wanted him inside me. And Mark really was fucking my mouth now. It wasn't even a blowjob really, he was just holding my face in his hands and pushing with his hips, sliding his incestuous cock in and out of my tightly stretched lips. It was easy for me, so long as he didn't go too far inside, so I didn't really mind.

"Mmmm…Come on, baby. Open up for me…" Tony whispered and I could tell he was getting frustrated too after about five minutes of playing pin the dick in the Kelly. So I finally did what he was reluctant to do, or maybe what he'd been waiting for all along.

I reached back, groaning around Mark's cock as my full weight settled on my aching tits, and I grabbed Tony's cock, which really filled my hand. Seriously. He was thick, a lot thicker than Mark, and just as hard and hot and I think I shivered when I realized that Tony had a pretty big dick. Are all black guys huge? Probably not, because Tony wasn't huge. He was just...Big! And if a girl has to lose her virginity. I mean, she just has to because she lost a bet playing strip poker? Well, bigger is probably better, don't you think?

I would have giggled with my barely contained excitement if Mark hadn't gagged me so completely with his cock. As it was, all I could do was guide Tony blindly to my pussy, rubbing the head around while I tried to adjust my hips and suck Mark at the same time. He finally caught me, his cock finding the spot and we both knew it. Tony pushed, grunting as his penis slid through my fist and split my rather shy and reluctant pussy and a split second after that, I felt him against my hymen. It wasn't very deep at all, seriously. I hear about those girls who take like three inches of dick before they even touch their cherries? No way! Mine was right there like a stop sign and it hurt when Tony drove through it. Like being cut with a knife, sharp and burning and then...

I groaned and my whole body jerked, as if I might get away somehow, but Tony was holding me and kissing my neck, kissing my ear even though I had a mouthful of Mark's cock. Tony whispered how good I felt, how nice and tight and hot my pussy felt wrapped around his dick. And then he pushed inside me with it hard and I realized I'd barely taken him at all. He thrust with his hips and I groaned again with little tears filling my eyes, and then in the middle of all that, Mark was cumming in my mouth.

No warning or anything, he just did it. I was coughing and I'd swallowed a big mouthful, and a lot of it was running out between my lips. What a mess! I even had some of my brother's semen coming out of my nose, because it was just like drinking hot salty milk and trying to breath, you know? I was choking for a second there. It almost hurt, except Tony's big cock in my too small pussy was making sure I knew what hurt really was right about then.

I sucked Mark a little more once I'd caught my breath, but I needed to take a break from that. My jaws ached and my tongue was tired and I had that sort of slimy spermy aftertaste…And I was burping too, because I'd swallowed a lot of air while I was sucking him off. I hadn't expected that.

Anyway, Mark gave me a little pat on the head and let me concentrate on getting fucked, which was what really interested me. I kept waiting for Tony to stop pushing. It felt like he'd been pushing inch after inch after inch inside me, but I guess it was just quarter inches, or maybe he was on the metric system, because I reached back and there was like a fistful of cock still looking for a home in my innocent pussy.

"I'm gonna push now, baby…you ready?" Tony asked me.

"W-What?" I turned my face to see him smiling. I wanted to ask him what he meant by that. Like he hadn't really been pushing before? My pussy felt stuffed! It hurt! Jesus Christ! I should have joined a convent, you know?

"Here it comes, baby…" and Tony grunted as he gripped my shoulders, really holding me tight, and he just jammed his cock inside me hard, with one quick thrust that knocked the air out of me. Literally. I was breathless, my mouth open, my pussy feeling like a cannon had just gone off inside it, and he was kissing my neck and telling me I was beautiful.

Men!

But the good thing was that he was inside me all the way, balls deep…However you like to say it, his cockhead was playing ping-pong with my cervix. It was right there like a lightening bolt that shocked me every time I moved so much as my little finger. But I couldn't decide if it was really, really good, or sort of bad, because that lightning bolt made me cum again…A couple times, because Tony would pull back some, and just do it all over again, slowly at first, but then faster and faster and you know what? Pretty soon my pussy didn't hurt anymore, although the fire was still there and I ached, believe me. But the sharpness was gone and what was left of the pain just didn't seem to matter very much.

That big black cock just sliding in and out with my hot soft walls around it, squeezing him. I could feel my pussy contracting with strange, beautiful spasms that I couldn't control. I felt like a horny little milking machine and Tony could feel it too. He was kissing me hard now, on the lips and everything, not even caring that I'd just sucked off my brother. He loved me, or so he said, and I said it back, over and over while we made love. He was giving me a great fuck, just as he'd promised, and while the pain never truly went away that first time, I don't remember it so much now. It faded away, or I felt too good to notice it and I was just begging for him to cum inside me. Almost.

"Do you have a condom?" I asked, my voice ragged and breathless.

"What?" Tony kissed me, rubbing his cheek against mine.

"A condom…" I wriggled my hips, working my pussy around his thick cock as it stabbed deep into my hungry cunt, "…I'm not…protected."

"No, uh....No..." Tony breathed, reaching beneath me and filling his hands with my breasts, squeezing them to make me moan even louder. Thumbing my nipples until I had tears in my eyes. They were popping hard, flashing hot and cold, and I was going to cum again any second.

"I…Oh God…I'm not protected at all…" I fucked myself back, pushing at my mattress with my hands, wanting him all the way inside me.

"I…I'll pull out, baby…Oh shit, Kelly... You feel so good around my dick…"

"You promise…promise you'll…uh…pull out?" I turned my head licking across his soft lips, breathing hard and looking into his eyes.

"Oh yeah…Fuck…Yeah, Kelly…Fuck …"

Oh, we forgot all about that conversation. Tony was fucking me hard, slamming his cock inside me over and over and I was practically barking like a dog for it. I was his bitch, his slut, his legless little whore, and I loved it. I couldn't get enough of his dick.

"Kelly...I'm gonna cum, baby..." Tony groaned, pumping me slowly, almost stopping as he tried to hold off.

"Nahhh...No...Wait...Fuck me!" I gasped. "Fuck me harder!"

"Shit...Kelly!"

"Don't..."

"I have to pull out..." Tony kissed me, squeezing my tits and he was buried as far inside my pussy as he could be.

"No! I'm gonna...Cum...Fuck me...I don't care..." I told him, pushing myself up so much as I could, wanting him to move inside my clasping cunt. I was so close. I was going to cum and somewhere inside me, where Kelly lived, the phone was ringing and a little voice was waiting to tell me that we'd better stop, we'd better think about what we were doing. Taking a big load of semen on my back isn't exactly sexy, but neither is changing diapers at two in the morning.

Unfortunately for me, Kelly wasn't home. She was in la-la land playing the bongos with a little monkey named Orgasm, who just happened to really know how to do the Samba, you dig? Tony sure didn't want to pull out, it went against every male instinct in his body. Shoot, if he didn't knock me up, his caveman ancestors told him, someone else would and that was bad karma, man. He was gonna cum inside me whether I liked it or not, probably, but that may be a little harsh. Tony was a pretty nice guy.

Either way when I felt that first wild spurt of baby gravy deep in my womb, I lost it. I came like crazy. We came together and our juices mixed deep inside me, way down at the bottom of my horny hole where my cervix was waiting to suck the mess up. My womb was nursing on a man's semen for the first time in my life and yeah, I knew it. I could feel it inside me, hot and vague and spreading like a buttery stain around Tony's fat cock.

But only later, during the wonderfully warm afterglow of our sex, with Tony's cock still inside me, still leaking his happy little sperms, did I truly realize what we'd just done. Knowing is one thing, understanding is something else.

"Tony?" I whispered, laying there face down and pressed deep into my mattress by his hot, damp body.

He was still way down inside my cunt too, which was clasped so tightly around him that I wondered if he'd ever be able to get out of me. I could feel the muscles there, those weird little pussy muscles that I had no control over, contracting and relaxing with tiny spasms like sweet little orgasms, except they weren't. They just made me feel really good.

"Hmmm?" Tony had his eyes closed, his chin on the bed next to my face, a soft smile on his mouth like he was asleep and dreaming something nice.

"Did you pull out?" I asked him softly, knowing he hadn't.

I could feel him inside me, his sperm in my pussy, in my womb, bathing my cervix and my uterus and my little egg probably. It made me tremble with fear, but maybe with excitement too. I could have been pregnant right then, I thought, pregnant with Tony's baby while he held me, covering my pale body like a big black blanket.

"You told me not to," he sighed, teasing me maybe and I just needed to hear the words.

"But...Did you pull out?"

"Uhhh…Not yet…" he kissed me. "But I will next time, I promise."

"Oh Tony," I sighed. "It isn't funny. You promised."

I wasn't really angry, or even disappointed. I'd wanted it as much as he had. I'd wanted his cum inside me and I'd told him to do it. I'd begged for it. It had been my first time with a man, my first time making love, of being...fucked...and I'd wanted the whole ride, just as much as Tony had. It wasn't just his fault, or mine, it was ours.

"Next time? It's my turn…Come on, dude! Let me in…I'm ready!" Mark was there, of course. I'd forgotten about him. And Cal, who was still sitting in my wheel chair. He'd been stroking his own cock while he watched Tony fucking me and he was still doing it as I turned my head lazily to look at them..

"Shut-up, Mark. We're not done yet," I told my brother and then shrugged as best I could. I kissed Tony deeply before I whispered, "Mmmm…Next time…But don't forget, okay? It's a bad time of the month for me."

"Sure, baby. I promise," Tony smiled and he started moving his hips again, his thickness moving just a little bit, back and forth.

He hadn't gone soft at all and Tony was going to fuck me again. I was so ready for it. The brief pain of losing my virginity was long gone, completely forgotten for the moment. I was so wet down there with our cum that I could actually feel it churning inside me, being forced out of my pussy around his thick shaft. For some reason, I liked that idea a lot and I wished I could see it. I wanted to know what I looked like impaled on his black cock while we made love and maybe Tony could read my mind.

"You wanna ride me, baby?" Tony asked a moment later and when I just nodded, he stopped and pulled out of me slowly.

Mark probably thought it was his turn, but he was in for a disappointment as Tony laid down on his back and helped slide me onto his chest and stomach. I had my stumps on either side of his strong thighs, spread as far as they'd go, and his cock went back inside me easily this time, finding my vagina which was gaping wide and leaking our juices. For a minute or two I held myself up, with Tony's help, and I could look down and see our union. Tony's black skin contrasted beautifully with my creamy complexion, and his cock glistened with our juices, a thin white froth that spilled down my thighs and around his heavy balls.

I thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen and despite my nervous fear, I was glad he'd cum inside me.

Finally, Tony pulled me down so that I pressed my fiery nipples against him, my large firm breasts flat against his body and it was good like that. He grabbed my ass with both hands and held me on his cock, rocking my body easily back and forth while we kissed. He was going to last longer this time. I knew it. I could sense it and that was fine with me. I wanted to fuck him all night long, all weekend if I could. I had my mouth on his, my long blonde hair falling around us like a silky veil as we kissed deeply. I sucked his tongue like it was a cock, putting my lips around it and sliding my head back and forth. I bit his lips and sucked them as well. I let his tongue caress my mouth and fuck me in time with his big dick. I couldn't ever get enough of kissing Tony.

"Hey...!" I felt someone on the bed and then behind me. I turned to look and it was Mark. He'd been watching us, watching his friend's thick black cock fuck his baby sister, and it had finally gotten to be too much for him. Obviously he'd seen too much porn, or maybe he'd done this before, him and Tony, I had no idea. But while Tony held me to his body, kissing me and telling me to relax, that it was okay, Mark was getting behind me, rubbing his wet cockhead across my anus, and finally pushing it inside my ass, or trying to anyway.

"Ohhh fuck, sis...You're ass is so...Ugh!...Tight!...Jesus...Relax!" Mark grunted with the effort of stretching my virgin sphincter, forcing my last virgin hole to open for his cock. And I did try to relax; not a word of protest escaped my lips, although at least one or two should have.

Giving my brother a blowjob was one thing, and I'd have fucked him too, maybe. Probably...but letting him fuck my ass? I'd heard of it before, but I didn't think I actually knew anyone who'd done it, you know? Like my friends in high school, they'd laugh sometimes when talking about how their boyfriend had wanted to try it. Maybe one or two of those girls wondered how it might feel, but no girl I knew had ever said, "Oh yeah! I got seriously butt fucked last night."

I was going to be able to say it though, and by my own brother too.

Me, the most beautiful girl who'd never had a date, who rolled down the halls looking up at everyone, smiling, being nice and hearing the words I wasn't supposed to. "Oh man, she's hot..." followed closely by "Yeah, dude. But she ain't got no legs" or conversations which weren't meant to hurt me, but they did, you know? Maybe I just should have given some away. Like convinced a boy to try it. Just a kiss maybe, a little feel of my perfect tits, and then a little more. And then a quick fuck under the bleachers and then word would have spread and I'd let more guys do me, and more, until I'd been fucked by all of them...

My brain was wandering, but Mark brought me back to reality as his swollen cock suddenly pushed it's way into my ass with a strange burning sensation, and just a little discomfort, like...Well, sorta like going to bathroom but different. It actually felt kind of nice right at the beginning, with just his cockhead there and not very deep at all. Tony's cock was moving gently inside me, sawing a few inches back and forth. It was good...And then Mark shoved, really pushed hard and that did hurt. I gasped and pushed my shoulders up, gritting my teeth and squinching my eyes and I felt like someone was driving a baseball bat up my butt!

"Owwww fuck! Mark!" I groaned. "Slow...Slow okay...It hurts!"

"Sorry, sis," Mark chuckled, not sounding sorry at all, and then he pushed again.

Tony had brought one of his hands to my head and pulled me down to his mouth. I resisted at first, wanting very much to scream at my brother, but that wasn't going to help me relax. Kissing Tony helped a lot though. He calmed me down and I could relax in the pleasure of kissing the man, and that gave Mark a little more access into my rectum, which the jerk put to good use naturally. He rammed his dick inside my butt as far as he could, and he wasn't exactly small in the dick department, but not like Tony either. Thank goodness for small favors, huh?

"Ohhhmmm..." I just moaned into Tony's mouth, feeling my ass burn, my muscles protesting that intrusion into my most private place. And there were good feelings too, I mean...Wow!

I was being double teamed, tag fucked by two guys at once, and my pussy felt really good, washing away a lot of the pain in my ass, which wasn't really all that bad. I kind of liked the discomfort once I started getting used to it, but maybe it was the feeling of those two cocks inside me at the same time that made it special. The sensation two stiff dicks working in and out of my recently virgin holes was driving me a little crazy. I could feel them rubbing each other, separated only by the thin soft layers of flesh between my cunt and ass, and that was sort of like meeting God.

I felt stuffed too! If Tony's cock was big, it felt positively huge now, being crowded by Mark's which seemed a lot bigger fucking my ass than it had fucking my mouth just a short time before. They didn't have any rhythm either, those two guys, and that seemed like a maddening, deliberate tease. Tony was going nice and slow, like we had all week to fuck, and Mark was driving his dick inside my ass hard and fast. My brother reached around me and grabbed my tits, squeezing and pulling on them like I was his pet pony and those were the reigns. I didn't really mind because it did feel good like that, especially the way he'd rub my tender nipples. My breasts had been aching for some attention, even my brother's rough and inconsiderate mauling. In truth, everything felt good for me right then, whether it did or not...Uh, sorta.

"Come on Cal...She's got one more hole..." Mark laughed and I groaned as he jabbed his cock hard inside my ass. "She ain't gonna mind. Are you, sis?"

I wasn't going to mind, mostly because I was cumming right about then. I'd have sucked a doorknob if someone put it to my lips. My head was filled with flashing lights and sirens, the riot police were beating my brain senseless with cotton candy clubs. My whole body shook and I just opened my mouth wide as Cal, who'd been sitting there so patiently, so quietly that he might have been part of woodwork, scrambled to get in front of me. he stood awkwardly on the bed, bracing himself against the wall with his knees bent, presenting his penis to my lips, and it was really wet. He must have been jerking off for an hour, getting close and stopping, leaking precum like crazy. He didn't care how he had to stand, so long as I'd suck his cock.

And I did. I took him in my mouth, moving my body, my head as much as I was able. You have no idea how useful legs are for even something so simple as a blowjob. Well, neither do I technically, but if you've got 'em, appreciate them! Because I've often wished that I had long smooth legs, just so I could lean over a bit and suck a nice sized cock like Cal's...without falling over, I mean. But Mark and Tony were right there anyway, pinning me down to one spot, namely on their hard cocks as they fucked me, so I wasn't going to fall anywhere.

Cal was a nice guy, he held my head gently and pulled my hair out of my eyes. He didn't force me, or push too deep or do any of the selfish things my brother had done when I'd sucked him off. Cal was really sweet and I liked sucking his cock, mostly because it was just the right size for my inexperienced mouth. Not too thick, not too long. Just right, baby bear, and I was giving him the best blowjob I could, considering the circumstances. It was a little hard to focus with my pussy stuffed with long black dick, and my ass crammed full of incestuous brotherly love dick, but I did okay. Enough so that when Cal was sweet enough to tell me he was going to cum, I was able to swallow most of it without choking.

The funny thing about eating cum is that it sorta sucks at first. Not the flavor really, which varies from person to person, like Cal tasted sort of salty-sweet, while my brother had tasted more like plain tortilla chips, meaning just salty with no real taste at all, but it's the texture that gets you. A weird sort of lukewarm Jell-O texture, much like...Well, I won't say because snot is gross...But once you've done it a time or two, you barely notice it really. Or maybe I just like swallowing semen, because I do and I've heard some girls don't, so...never mind.

Anyway, I swallowed Cal's creamy load down easily enough and he thanked me for it, which was pretty sweet of him. I'd have sucked him again, since he'd cum really fast and been so nice about it, and I'd liked the way being stuffed with three cocks at once felt...But Mark was getting ready to cum too and he was always such a demanding person.

"Oh shit, sis...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna shoot...In your ass...Uh fuck...!" Mark was loud, like wake-up the neighbors loud, and I turned my face to look at him. "I always...wanted to...uggghhh..."

Mark didn't get to finish telling me how he'd always wanted to cum in my tight round ass because right then he was doing it, shooting his sperm deep in my bowels, and I could feel it. Wet and hot and sort of, I don't know, greasy kind of. He was cumming a lot and he just held his cock inside my ass as far as he could, while Tony just kept fucking me slow, my big black love machine pumping my quivering cunt like I'd been born for it.

"Goddamn....Oh fuck! That was good..." Mark was grinning still, like he'd never stop, and he pulled his cock out of me slowly, which felt really weird. I was so used to having two dicks inside me that just having one, even a big one like Tony's, made me feel just a little...empty.

"Do you want to fuck me there?" I looked up at Cal, who was still hard and leaning against the wall above my bed, threatening to tear down my Les Miserables poster. "In my ass?" I asked him.

"Oh yeah, Kell...I'd love to do that," he chuckled a little breathlessly and looked like he thought I was crazy for doubting it.

Mark moved out of the way, giving me a hard slap on my ass and a happy chuckle as he made room for Cal. "Get her Cal...I got her ready for ya! Didn't I tell you guys she was fucking hot? Didn't I? I told you she'd do it...Oh fuck yeah..." Mark congratulated himself and I might have wondered how much of this he'd really planned, and how much he was just taking credit for after the fact, because my brother was like that.

"You okay, baby?" Tony was looking up at me and I smiled, licking my lips and still tasting Cal's sperm.

"Oh yeah! Don't stop...It feels sooooo good!" I giggled and it did, it felt like I'd been given the best drugs in the world. I was high as a kite right then on sex and I wanted even more if that was possible.

Cal rubbed my back while Tony's strong hands held my ass, even pulling my firm round cheeks apart for his friend, and he entered my asshole easily. I was already hot and hungry for him, and Mark had greased my butt good with his ball juice. All Cal had to do was give a little push and it was like my asshole just sucked him inside. My hot and well-lubricated rectum squeezed and pulled at the man's cock, massaging the head and along the shaft as Cal slid balls deep inside my butt with one long push. It didn't even hurt, I swear, being stuff once more with two loving pricks only made me hotter for it.

"Oh man, that's...Good...Jesus, Kell...You feel so good in there..." Cal was saying and I just smiled and lowered my head, pressing my body to Tony's once more, letting him hold me in a hot Kelly sandwich so I could savor the really great fuck that was to follow.

A while later, after Cal had added his sperm to my brother's and really filling my ass good with it, Tony was fucking me harder, grunting as he stabbed his cock up and nearly into my womb. he nudged my cervix time and time again, and every jolt was a bit of heaven for me. I was smiling down at him, rocking my body and nodding and whispering little things about how much I loved his cock...How good he felt inside me...How I wanted to fuck him for the rest of my life...You know, stuff like that.

"I'm gonna cum in a minute..." Tony warned me. "I'm close, baby...You want me to pull out?"

"No way!" I laughed gently, kissing him on the lips. "If I get pregnant...I don't care, least I know who the daddy is, right?"

"I won't run," he promised me. "Not from you, Kelly."

I rolled my eyes at that, but I knew he wasn't teasing me and then we came together.

 

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