Chapter 8
It darkens early in the tropics, and Dusty couldn't make out the identity of the shadowed intruder letting herself into his cabin. "Princess?" he called hopefully, sitting bolt upright on his bed, "is that you?"
"No, baby....It's me," Sylvia's lilting sultry voice pierced the darkness. "But you needn't sound so disappointed."
Dusty felt the bed sag slightly beside him beneath her weight and he lay back morosely, staring into the blackness overhead.
"What's wrong, baby?" Sylvia soothed, reaching out to stroke one levied thigh.
"What's wrong?" Dusty snapped bitterly. "You set it up so the Princess is in Mr. Whipple's cabin getting the shit screwed out of her, and you say, 'what's wrong?'!"
"Well baby," Sylvia continued with her long-nailed stroking, "you certainly didn't seem to mind what we did this afternoon."
"That was different," Dusty countered, "I'm a guy!"
Sylvia's hand moved expertly to the juncture of her nephew's thighs and began to caress his balls through the thick denim material. "Girls get horny, too," she advised.
Despite his desires to the contrary, Dusty could feel an erection beginning to grow in his pants. "But the Princess is just a kid," he faltered. "I mean-"
"Shhh ... You talk too much, nephew!" Sylvia admonished, her slender fingers working knowledgeably at the buttons of his fly.
Before Dusty could think of an appropriate response, his lovely brown-haired aunt wrested his rapidly extending young cock from his jockey shorts. Then, as he emitted a startled gasp, her cool fingers enveloped him completely and began to stroke him to still greater hardness.
"You like that, baby?" she cooed.
Dusty could only moan in response as he felt further movement beside him as if his Aunt Sylvia was changing position on the bed. Then, like an electric jolt, he felt the warmth of her breath on the head of his cock, the ends of her silken brown hair fanned out on his naked stomach.
"Have you ever had your cock sucked before?" she asked huskily.
"Y-Yes," he admitted hopefully.
"Jordanna?"
"Yes."
Sylvia's tongue darted out to swipe away a dangling precoital pearl that had begun to fall from the now fully distended hollow in the head of his penis. "Was she any good, baby?"
"Yes."
Her lips opened slightly to trace a row of hot and lingering kisses along the sensitive underside of Dusty's teenage shaft from base to tip and back again.
"Could she take the whole thing?" she queried between kisses. "Did she suck hot and fast, or warm and slow?"
"She ... She didn't take all of it," Dusty gasped. "But she sucked it hot and fast."
"I can take all of it, baby," Sylvia offered. And before he could say anything one way or another, she did.
Two glasses of chartreuse later, Adrian Whipple was beginning to look hazy to Jordanna. She wasn't drunk-just feeling good! And he was a charming, witty man ... and he certainly knew a lot about sex. As a matter-of-fact, that's about all he'd been talking about for the past hour-and-a-half! I think she's just about ready now, Whipple mused. Then, his hand dropped unabashedly to his lap and he began to stroke his penis beneath his smoker. Odd, but she hadn't seemed a bit intimidated by the Cubans.
My God, what's he doing? Jordanna thought through her sex and alcohol befuddled mind. It looks like he's playing with himself ... right in front of the others!
Unconsciously, she began to rub her own thighs together, feeling the soft fur of the bedspread biting into the tender folds of her re-awakening vagina. God, why doesn't he do something! she pouted silently. He just sits there rubbing his cock and here I sit going out of my skull!
"Pet," the lewd millionaire said softly as if reading her mind, "look at what I have for you!"
The pretty young niece nearly fainted at her second sight of Whipple's penis. To her alcohol-widened eyes it looked even bigger than before ... and redder, almost purple ... and shiny!
She took a swallow of liquor and gulped it down, leaning forward as she did so, to get a better look at his startling manhood. Her pussy felt like it was on fire. "Is that for me, Mr. Whipple?" she stammered with childloke eagerness.
Adrian Whipple's hand, engulfing the shaft, slid downward, drawing with it the heavy fold of uncircumsized foreskin, to reveal its rich, red-purple head. It looked angrily inflamed. Jordanna gasped at its sleek nakedness as a little tremor of excitement shot up her spine.
"You like it," he chortled.
"Oh God, yes!" she blurted.
"Would you like to finish what you started before, Princess? ... Would you like to suck its head until it squirts in your mouth?"
Unprompted, Jordanna got to her feet and moved closer to the chair Whipple had set up for himself at the side of the bed to give him greater access to her body with his massive, well-tanned hands. He mauled her lush-strawberry-nippled breasts with both hands, cruelly, then pulled her forward so that they rested in his cupped palms like ripened fruit. He nibbled, licked, sucked and chewed on them until she felt like crying out from sheer, unbelievable pleasure.
"Turn around!" he ordered.
Obediently, she turned and presented her dimpled, boyish ass to him, to do with as he pleased. It was almost as if she herself was oblivious to the presence of the Cubans sitting on the low couch oh the far side of the room.
"Bend over and grab your knees!"
Again the young niece complied. Her whole exposed backside was thrust back eagerly towards Whipple's cruelly smiling face. Roughly, he parted her vaginal lips with his thumbs and peered inside like a meat inspector. The interior of her vagina was, in contrast to her peaches-and-cream complexion, as pink and tender as a rabbit's ear-and from the amount of moisture accumulated there-he could see that she was in a high state of sexual arousal. The fragile lips of her outer labia quivered in lewd invitation to the lascivious millionaire. Then, with uncharacteristic tenderness, he brushed the bud of her distended clitoris with the tip of his index finger. "OOOooohh she moaned. "That feels wonderful!"
Whipple leaned forward in his chair and began to kiss and lick and suck her entire vaginal area, even raising his lips to pay homage to her asshole. Into that rectal orifice he thrust his tongue, in and out, in deep, slow strokes until her entire backsides glistened once again with a mixture of his saliva and her secretions.
"Sit back slowly!" he commanded. "On my prick!"
On trembling legs, she sat back slowly. Painfully, the head of his cock popped inside, but she was not content to stop there. Gingerly, Jordanna eased even further downwards on his swollen penis.
Gritting her perfect teeth against the terrible pain, she felt the tickle of his grey, matted pubic hair on her asshole as she took him completely up inside her body. He was in her to the hilt!
"I-It's too big!" she choked emotionally. "I-it hurts!"
"Try a couple of strokes first," he instructed dispassionately as his hands encircled her trim waist. "If it's still too rough, pull off and we'll wet him up a bit."
She did, and it was-for both of them. He was in her a good two inches deeper than even her well-endowed brother had been. He not only touched her sensitive, twelve-year-old cervix, he threatened to push it clear back up into her womb!
"Get off!"
She stood before him, trembling. Tears of frustration rolled down her cheeks.
"W-What do you want me to do?"
"Like I said before ... I want you to stick it!" he sneered acidly.
"But, it's been in my...."
"SUCK IT!"
Desperate, frightened, Jordanna dropped to her knees before him. She looked up at him for mercy-tears of shame welling up in her lovely brown eyes at the humiliation of being forced into this position before the two on-looking Cubans, but there was none to be given. "I'll not tell you again, little girl!"
Dusty felt sure he was going to pop his nuts any second as his Aunt Sylvia took him completely into her satin throat and began to suck with warm, sure strokes. It was obvious that she'd had lots and lots of practice, and that thought only served to stimulate him still further.
"Oh Jesus, can you ever suck!" he complimented in all sincerity.
Abruptly, she raised her busy face, her breath coming in short bursts over the head of her nephew's cock as she announced, "I'll bet your baby sister is doing pretty well for herself about now, too ... Would you like to go and see?"
After ten minutes of the voluptuous oral fucking, Jordanna felt ready to try again.
Timidly, she caressed his dangling testicles with the tips of her fingers with one hand, while the other held his penis at the base as her tongue licked at the swelling head as if it were the candied apple it so closely resembled.
"Pet," Whipple said, "you're sucking like mad, are you ready to get fucked now?"
"MMMmmm!" the young niece mewled, nodding her head as best she could while slavering at the rampant cock in her mouth.
"Then raise your ass up high and get ready, if you want it, Princess!"
"Mmm yesss!" she mumbled around his turgid prick.
Whipple gestured quietly with his hand. Suddenly, Manuelo stood up where he had been watching ... and waiting. His eyes were shining with excitement as he grasped Jordanna by the shoulders and pulled her gently but firmly away from his employer's leaking cock and back into a sitting position on the bed. Again, Whipple signalled with his hand, and this time it was Paulo who moved swiftly and silently to the bed.
Jordanna smiled inwardly as the two Cubans sat down on the bed, one on either side of her. She looked down and noticed that both were already hard, their long cocks already straining tightly against their slacks as the lewd tension in the air increased. She reached down between their two pairs of thighs and boldly stroked their bulging hardnesses, feeling more wicked than she had ever felt before in her life. She could sense the slight jerk of their loins at her touch, and the tingling throughout her whole body blazed out in her pelvis and into her loins where it centered with maddening intensity.
She could hardly believe her own audaciousness as her hands seemed to move of themselves to unzip the two men's flies, then the two hard male organs popped nakedly out and her hands curled automatically around each one, embracing a stiffly pulsating rod of flesh in either hand. At the same time, Paulo's hand moved to her ripe young breasts, while Manuelo pulled her legs widely apart and splayed one hand over her nakedly wet pussy.
She worked the two quickly hardening cocks between her gently clasping fingers for several minutes, sliding the thick foreskins up and over the blunt bulbous heads until tiny droplets of clear male lubricant appeared, oozing out of the small gaping holes in the center. And then, abruptly, as if on silent cue, both men stood and began to strip, leaving their clothes to fall to crumpled heaps on the cabin floor.
"Now remember," Sylvia cautioned outside the cabin door, "no funny stuff when we get inside. Those goddamn Cubans'll eat you for breakfast!"
"Yeah, sure, Aunt Sylvia .. What do I do?"
"Just follow me and keep still."
Dusty obediently followed his aunt into Whipple's cabin and toward the now-vacant couch. The Cubans had resumed their places on the bed, and the young nephew sucked in his breath at the stimulating sight of his naked sister handling their erect cocks with such great expertise while Whipple sprawled lewdly in his chair fondling his own turgid organ.
Jordanna gave each of the Cubans throbbing cocks an extra tight little squeeze as she saw the silhouette of her brother's obscenely exposed cock jutting from his opened fly as he followed Aunt Sylvia into the cabin and to the couch. Apparently, they had been doing some heavy petting and hadn't even been able to wait until they arrived. An obscene thrill ran through her already pusling groin at the thought of watching her handsome brother making love to her aunt while she herself made it with Paulo and Manuelo.
The excitable little twelve-year-old swallowed deeply as the others reached the nearby couch. She could see Aunt Sylvia come to a sitting position on the edge of the cushion, her arms thrown back behind to support her and her long delicately curving legs thrust uninhibitively apart, as Dusty hovered over her, his body tensed with desire. The two Cubans were as fascinated as Jordanna was with the idea of watching the incestuous activities while their hands continued to roam with greater urgency over her softly naked flesh, their eyes and bodies strained in the direction of the couch.
From her brother's obviously aroused state, Jordanna had expected him to throw himself down between Aunt Sylvia's open and trembling thighs, but he didn't. Her own hot little hands moved more rapidly over the two wildly jerking shafts sliding in and out of her warmly clasping fingers as she saw Dusty grab their aunt roughly by the back of the neck and pull her face to the massively hardened pole standing rigidly from his opened fly.
"Suck it some more," he demanded in a low passion-choked voice.
The coarse words strangely excited her. Jordanna had become a complete hedonist, she realized, feeling the pit of her belly and thighs warm and moisten from the lewd spectacle before her one of Dusty's hands tightened painfully into Sylvia's softly cascading brown tresses, while his other pinched her lower lip brutally between the thumb and forefinger, cruelly pulling her mouth open. The hard spongy flesh of his instrument rubbed momentarily against her teeth, then he rammed the stiffly pulsing shaft in, crushing through her softly moistened lips into the wet saliva of her mouth.
Jordanna shivered, imagining the warmly throbbing bluntness of the head sliding the length of her own tongue and emitting sweet pungent drops of clear male lubricant. Her strokes on the two fleshy hardened rods bursting through her tightly curling palms increased as her big brother began to undulate his pelvis while he stood next to the couch, over the sitting form of his aunt, sliding his long thick cock in and out of her greedily sucking mouth, never quite drawing it out, leaving the hot swollen head a half-inch inside the warm wet cavern of her mouth.
Jordanna closed her eyes in a moment of guilt at her perverse pleasure to block out the depraved sight of the white thick base of the cock which rammed mercilessly into Aunt Sylvia's helplessly contorted face. But she opened them again at the first wetly sluicing sounds. Moisture filled Sylvia's mouth, puffing her cheeks wide as he shoved forward, burying the rod deep in her throat, and the couch springs began a slight soft "oomphing" as she unconsciously revolved her hips in lewd rhythm with his thrusts into her mouth. She began to cough and sputter as he held her head tighter and levered up on his toes, thrusting with all his strength until the wetly jerking tip of his rod brushed her tonsils on the instroke. She choked for breath, and tried to squirm away but he held her fixed mercilessly, looking down with lewdly panting delight at the sweat glistening sensual body of their helpless young aunt beneath him, skewering her mouth on his cock and watching the tender straining lips opening and closing around it as she was forced to accept the unnatural fleshy intrusion.
Jordanna suddenly felt the rising tide of implacable passion beginning deep in her quivering belly. The very helplessness of the young woman's position and the debasing ravishment of her body brought tiny strange ripples of fire dancing through her nerves soaked with the conscience killing chartreuse. Suddenly, for the first time, she could feel a latent streak of sadism erupting lewdly in her at the mere thought of her mother's treacherous younger sister being repaid in kind. Dusty had her pinned firmly in an inescapable position and was doing his best to add a coarse and frightening touch to his seduction of her.
Jordanna closed her eyes, still listening to the wetly strangling sounds in the background, and refocused the greater attention on the hot little shivers pulsing through her own vaginal area as the two men turned from the couple and centered their concentration on her. Paulo began working at her cunt, slowly and expertly insinuating his fingers to widen and moisten her tight passage for the greater entry to come. The young niece groaned and trembled at the lewd spasms-his plunging fingers sent coursing through her vaginal walls.
Manuelo, on the other side of her, and facing the opposite couple, dropped his head to a tiny erect nipple and began nipping at it with hungry urgency, but she cut him off and surprised him with her aggressiveness. Instead she placed her hands on the soft fleshy sides of his spreading stomach and bent her head, motioning his cock up to her face. Right now, anyway, she wanted to have it just the way Aunt Sylvia did. Manuelo, also excited from watching Dusty's cruel rape of his own aunt's mouth, quickly obliged.
It took just a moment for him to work his aroused body up towards the head of the bed and position his long white monstrous cock over her wetly parted lips. With a quick movement, he pulled the thick foreskin back, exposing the huge rubbery head. A pungent line of male lubricant trailed across her chin as he rubbed the thick round head against Jordanna's lips.
There was no resistance left in the young brown-haired niece, and the Cuban wormed his penis slowly and confidently towards the warm moistness of her mouth, both of them enjoying the steady movement of his heatedly throbbing cock pressing gradually over her teeth onto the warm wet smoothness of her anxiously waiting tongue. Finally, Manuelo's thick cock crushed completely through her wetly parted lips and into the moist warm cavern. She could feel the hugeness of it slithering up the length of her tongue and filling her mouth completely with its thick fleshy hardness.
Jordanna began to suck immediately, nibbling softly at it with her lips and then, more forcefully, clasping the warmly wet walls of the inside of her mouth around the entire hotly throbbing length of the delicious shaft, feeling his testicles bounce against her chin and smelling the odor of maleness around his loins that filled her nostrils with constant throbbing reminders of the cruel depraved attack she was allowing herself to be subjected to. It was becoming slightly sticky now as small emissions of lubricating fluid seeped from the end of Manuelo's stiff cock into its warm depths. The bitterly pungent tang of it almost caused her to gag, but it also increased the rapidly mounting feeling of almost animal-like sensuousness at the same time.
"I want to roll her over," Paulo's voice came hoarsely from beside her where he continued to work his fingers rapidly in and out of her wetly flowerint cunt.
There was a long moment of silence before Manuelo, satisfied with his lewd situation, grunted back in a dazed voice, "You want to take this Yanqiti bitch up the ass?
"Si."
"Si!" Manuelo echoed, gradually removing his hot, nearly bursting cock from Jordanna's mouth with short painful gasps. "I'll fuck her up the front while you take her from the back!"
Jordanna moaned unintelligibly in a dazed state of disappointment as she felt the hotly pulsating penis tugging from between her tightly sucking mouth, then fall stiffly from her lips; its hard heavy weight tracing a line of cool wetness down her chin. He had been so close, so ready to spill his white liquid cum in her anxiously waiting mouth, she thought to herself in disappointment and confusion. Then the meaning of their conversation struck through her lust-crazed consciousness with full force. What difference could it make? she wondered. What difference could anything make now?
Her heart pounded with excitement as she felt Paulo's knowing fingers sink into the softly curving flesh of her buttocks and draw the resiliently quivering cheeks apart. Her legs fell open and she shivered as a cool rush of air coursed over the delicately sweating crevice of her exposed and vunerable behind;
The wildly trembling young niece could hear him suck in his breath as the tiny puckered ring of tight pink flesh came into view. Her whole body stiffened as one-hand sank directly into the crevice, an outstretched middle finger probing gently at the rubbery outer rim of the small elastic orifice. She jumped as it pushed forward, sinking with a sharp rasping pain as far as the first knuckle ... God, she was still super-sore from Whipple's earlier attack!
The Cuban didn't stop there and, without giving her a moment to adjust to the strange unnatural presence, shoved the finger steadily deeper to the second knuckle. His nail caught in the soft rubbery flesh lining the tightly resisting walls, sending a momentary harshly biting pain through her. She groaned and slithered on her stomach a few inches up the bed in another useless effort to escape.
"Oh, don't, please don't. I'm still sore!" she whispered hoarsely.
Once again there was no response, as she realized the two men hadn't been talking idly. They planned to fuck into her at both ends, and they were already so intensely involved in that effort that her protests of pain and unwillingness meant nothing to them. Once again, she considered screaming and pleading to their nearby employer for assistance, but she knew intuitively that such a gesture would be futile.
Instead, she let the whole of her backside go limp to be used as Paulo wished and steeled herself to endure the pain. This was the ultimate humiliation and surrender, she sobbed silently, feeling the Cuban's fingers digging cruelly into her rear passage, widening and expanding it mercilessly as he twisted and turned the two thick digits in the tight narrow hole, preparing it for his coming assault.
Paulo pulled his fingers suddenly out of her, and Jordanna sighed with momentary relief. A slight "swooshing" sound of air accompanied the withdrawal and increased her feeling of utter shame and degradation. She allowed him to force her legs wide with his knees, but flushed deeply as she imagined the leering expressions flickering over the hard cruel faces of the two Latin thugs hovering around her while they peered at her once-used, very sore little anus that Paulo would violate brutally in the next few minutes.
"Kneel up, little one!" he suddenly commanded in a crude harsh voice, totally confident of his obscene power over her.
Jordanna complied without hesitation and jerked her hips up to a kneeling position, leaving the full white orbs of her breasts swaying obscenely beneath her. Her buttocks were high in the air, waving salaciously in open invitation to the obscene assault about to begin. Her tightly clenched anus puckered in fear and helplessness.
Paulo kneeled up behind her and placed his open hands on her fearfully quivering ass cheeks, drawing them firmly apart. The length of his hotly throbbing cock slid searchingly up and down the warmly lubricated crevice, teasing her obscenely, then grew and expanded to even greater size from the lewd contact. He levered himself up on his arms, and pressed slightly with his hips for a moment, directing his rock-hard cock straight into the tightly clenched orifice of her ass.
Jordanna gasped in surprise from the first hard pressure. He wasn't as long as Mr. Whipple but he was even thicker. She could never take that in her rectum without ripping her belly in half! Before she could jerk away, the Cuban's hands dug quickly into her shoulders, pressing them hard and flat down against the fur bedspread. She could feel his hairy thighs pressing closer, and the probing of his enormously heated, searching cock into her moist puckered anus increased. It felt soft and rubbery at first, and then it grew into a hard unresisting bluntness. A deep soul-shattering moan escaped from her wildly contorting lips at the deep tearing pain as the tightly resisting nether ring gave before the unyielding pressure and the round head of his cock popped inside with a jerk.
"AAAuuugh!" Jordanna groaned piteously., It was too thick ... It was just too much! The enormous blunt intrusion of his cock pressed steadily forward, and great waves of pain vibrated from it through every fiber of her being. She groaned in anguish as he thrust cruelly onward, filling her backside with his rapidly expanding thickness. Time became meaningless and the agonized young niece seemed to be caught in an eternity of excruciating agony. She was afraid to move for fear of bringing more pain to it, and her head bent in tearful submission. Her eyes widened as his constantly pressing hardness increased the torture until suddenly she felt the coarse hair of his loins smack heavily into the softness of her rounded buttocks. The giant trembling shaft was buried to the hilt!
Manuela, muttering obscenities under his breath, suddenly broke them off. "Turn her over!" he shouted in an impatient sadistic voice.
Jordanna groaned as the other Cuban's stone hard cock nudged against the farthest depths of her stretched anal hole, securing her firmly. Then his hands opened under her deeply heaving abdomen and pulling, he dragged her backwards. His back hit the mattress and she came to rest splayed out flat on his stomach, impaled firmly on his massively throbbing cock like a pig on a giant roasting spit.
Her legs splayed out limply on the outside of his thighs as she lay full length on her back, tight against his stomach and chest. Manuelo fell onto her helpless and spread body immediately. He positioned himself between her widely stretched legs and shoved them harshly even further apart. In the next second, he had his huge, impatiently pulsating penis in his hand and, skinning back the thick foreskin, guided it directly into the clasping channel of her moistly lubricated pussy.
"Noooooo," she groaned. "You're hurting me." Her protests ended in a gurgle as the Cuban bodyguard viciously rammed forward with one mighty thrust that buried his long hardness deep in her belly, joining Paulo's cock sunk to the hilt in her ass. She could feel the two enormous shafts throbbing side by side, with only a thin membrane of skin separating them. And then they began fucking into her, thrusting up with long hard lunges that threatened to tear her apart.
They fell into a mutual rhythm, buffet-ting her pain-wracked body between them as though she were a rag doll. Jordanna grunted in pain and tried to tear herself from between them, but her muffled groans and whimpers seemed merely to inr cite them to smack their bodies against her with rapidly increasing force. The impaled young brownette could feel Manuelo's cock pulling tiny ridges of her pinkly clasping vaginal flesh out with the base of his prick as it withdrew for another vicious lunge inside, and the same was true of Paulo's heatedly pulsing penis thrusting in and out of her rectum.
Jordanna screamed and then groaned again, no longer caring about anything except to end the pain. But the sound echoed through the room unheeded, until she realized that no one was going to help her, and then her piteous pleas dimished to a single low whine. There was no one in the world, all the existed was the excruciating torture of her anus from the cock behind and Manuelo's cruel thrusts from above that shoved her even harder down on the invading cudgel.
The young niece quieted momentarily when she saw that her big handsome brother had glanced over at her, but the hope that the sight of her horrible situation would spur him to tear the men from her was soon dispelled. Her whines and whimpers became joined by coarse lust-incited murmurs and grunts from the couple on the couch. Her muffled cries had become unintelligible and incoherent, and if her brother understood her plight, he didn't care.
And then, the lewd metamorphosis happened again, her inner sinews relaxing from sheer exhaustion, when she found the pain slowly decreasing. She discovered it didn't hurt so much when she didn't try to fight it ... then, as she became certain there would be no more pain, she actually began to enjoy it. It was a strange kind of masochistic joy, brought on by the helplessness of her position and the obscene thought of being used by two men at once. But that didn't seem anything to be guilty about-after all the pain she had suffered. She moved her hips slightly and found that the motion didn't hurt, then began a slow undulating with greater force as she gained confidence, causing a lewd thrill to course through her entire lower torso. She began to move backwards to meet the upthrust of Paulo's long hard cock plunging into her behind, and then rotated upwards again to receive the whole length of the Cuban's massively heated penis ramming into her suddenly pulsating pussy. Her buttocks moved in slow sensuous circles between the two men, and her voluptuously naked young body began to twist and writhe in abandon.
"Oooh," she heard Sylvia's voice mewl around Dusty's plunging cock. "What do you think of the Princess now!"
The steady creaking of the couch slowed gradually and Dusty spoke in a harsh tense voice. "You're right, she's really humping, isn't she!"
Instantly, the young nephew stepped away from the couch, pushing Sylvia aside with his sudden move. He still wasn't able to believe it! It was beyond all comprehension! Jordanna, his baby sister, getting fuck and sodomized at the same time!
At first he had thought she was suffering at the humiliating attack of the Cubans, but just as he had been about to throw himself on the weird trio, she had turned into a groaning mass of passion. She was goading them on in her wild cries of abandoned lust and wantonly pumping her hips like a nymphomaniac gone wild! Dusty had wanted to tear the vicious men attacking his sister to pieces, but it was she who was attacking them. And, it was she who ground her heels into Manuelo's buttocks, pulling his loins tightly to her pelvis and screwing herself up hard on his glistening prick with her squirming buttocks. Her hands sank behind her body and wedged between Paulo's hollowing ass cheeks and the bed, straining and pushing to increase the force of his already violent thrusts into her rectum. It was obvious that her body was completely out of control, and that she was racing for a climax.
Dusty's teenage brain reeled with confusion and rapidly mounting desire at the sight of his baby sister sandwiched between the two burly men. He had never dreamed that his submission to his sweet young aunt would lead them to such debauchery ... Or, that his innocent little sister would change into this wild woman now at the very core of it. Just the thought of plunging his cock into her mouth, while another man fucked into her pussy and still another battered brutally into her asshole caused his cock to ripple wildly, and he could contain himself no longer.
Jordanna sensed her brother turning towards the bed and heard him bang against something in his temporarily dazed condition. She peered over Manuelo's shoulder and saw Dusty's virile young form approaching them from the foot of the bed, his body tensed as he tried to figure out just how to get at her,. Instinctively, she knew that he, too, wanted to be part of her debasing humiliation, "Over here, Dusty ... Come and put it in my mouth," she crooned, wresting the upper torso of her body slightly out from between the two men and putting her cheek on the edge of the bed.
She wet her lips as he sank down on the edge of the fur spread, and rolled over on one hip so that his groin was over her perspiring young face. He reached towards her immediately and clamped his two hands harshly on the sides of her head, his fingers twisting painfully in her hair at the same time. She sensed his excitement, a combination of murderous rage and overwhelming lust, and it made her rock her hips that much harder between the two other men. Oh God, she thought, this was the ultimate in pleasure that any girl could experience. All the desires that she had ever repressed were now going to be simultaneously fulfilled as she was plundered by the three of them a t her every orifice.
But her thoughts were cut off as he pulled her head downward until her lips brushed over the head of his cock that stood out in hard full erection between his legs. It felt smooth and hot, and was slippery from the secretions of his male lubricant and Aunt Sylvia's saliva.
"MMMmmml" she mewled, and immediately began working them in a small gripping band just under the lust-swollen head and convulsing inward the warm smooth walls of her mouth when it plunged steadily toward her throat. It tasted deliciously tangy and pungent, and as she licked it to enormous proportions, she could tell from its hotly throbbing pulses and length that he would pump out his warm thick sperm into her wildly sucking mouth at any moment.
The two Cubans, excited by her brother's unexpected participation in the group rape of his little sister, began to increase their mighty thrusts into her tightly clasping cunt and rectum. They lunged into her with deep strokes, their eyes focused on the third erect penis straining her pink lips ta their limit. To their lust-glazed eyes, the thick pummeling cock seemed to disappear into a strange lengthened fusion with Jordanna's face as her brother drove his hollowing buttocks forward like a pile-driver, sinking far into her wetly sucking mouth until the hair of his loins brushed the tip of her nose. His balls danced beneath, slapping against his sister's chin lewdly in unison with his hard thrusts.
Then, suddenly, as they watched through lust-dimmed eyes, Dusty jerked his cock from his baby sister's sucking lips, holding the huge red gland about two inches away and, with an expiring groan from his wet lips, began spewing hot thick cum over her greedily opened mouth. The jetting quick spurts streamed from it like milk from a cow, filling her mouth to the brim. Jordanna swallowed voraciously, trying not to lose a drop of the lust-inciting fluid as her adam's apple bobbed up and down rapidly, trying to keep up with the wildly ejaculating cock spewing its lewd sperm into her face. His cock continued to squirt out its last remaining spurts of liquid, and her mouth overflowed, thin trails of the pearl-colored liquid running out from the comers of her lips and down over the rapidly working muscles of her throat that continued swallowing and gulping down the unending reservoir of semen.
Jordanna was cumming now too, and wildly writhed out her release as she continued her now uncontrollable gyrating on the two rapidly expanding cocks fucking into her. She was going out of her mind now. The thought of her brother spewing all his angry cum all over her helpless, wildly swallowing mouth while the other two men fucked her cunt and rectum was just too much. They felt too good as they pumped their hotly throbbing shafts in and out of her deeply contorting belly. She had to cum ... now!
"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted, her face contorted in an unrecognizable mask of wild abandoned passion.
The Cubans felt the two passages opening around them and warm gushes of wet liquid flooding hotly around their furiously pistoning cocks. They thrust faster, digging deep, deep, inside her, feeling the ecstatically aroused young niece jerk between them several times, the muscles of her frantically heaving pelvis working and sucking at the two cocks imbedded inside as though trying to milk them dry. Her breath was coming in short desperate gasps as she felt them thrust deep again, their hot twin jets of sperm shooting from the tips of their cocks into her heatedly quivering belly. Their juices mingled deep down inside her in a wet pool of abandoned passion that Jordanna had never known existed.
The muscles of her drained and exhausted body gave way abruptly, and her limbs fell obscenely out to the sides of the semen and sweat-soaked bedspread. Jordanna lay still, her naked back flat on Paulo's heaving chest, and Manuelo's spent body splayed out over her own. Her heart pounded as though it would burst, and she panted deeply for her breath for several moments, sinking into a half-conscious daze of joy and satiation she had never known before. The obscene picture they must have made, the three men covering her sperm-drenched body lying between them with legs and arms still spread wide apart, ran through her mind and only increased her pleasure.
She was vaguely aware of her Aunt Sylvia watching them with her eyes opened wide and three fingers of one hand thrusting far up in her cunt while she nursed voraciously on Adrian Whipple's suddenly exploding cock Oh God, she thought, it's perfect, unmatchable bliss ... and our vacation's only just started!