Chapter 6
Moments later, when Cheryl and Ronnie surfaced from the quick fury of their fuck, they found Angela and Out staring at them from the bed. Angela had one hand on Curt's huge stiff cock, pumping it. And one of his hands was plunging between her thighs.
They were panting softly, their eyes glazed, their mouths open. Angela especially seemed very aroused by the sight of Cheryl and Ronnie wrapped nakedly together. Her face showed a flushed kind of hunger.
Curt smiled as Angela pumped his hot cock.
"Ron, I guess you caught us in the act," he said.
"What'd you expect?" Ronnie said. "You have a party and don't even invite me."
Cheryl was paralyzed with guilt for what she had done. But her body still vibrated with heat from the fuck her brother had given her. She trembled with fear at what she had fallen into. But Angela's dark eyes burned into her. She knew she would not be able to resist whatever happened next.
"Why don't you two join us here?" Angela whispered. "Ahhnn!" she gasped suddenly as Curt's hand dug viciously upward into her pussy.
Immediately Ronnie disentangled himself from Cheryl. He stood up and helped her to her feet. Confused but again aroused, she let him pull her to the bed. She didn't understand how any of their bodies, except maybe Ronnie could remain so hot and hungry for sex. They had all climaxed repeatedly in what seemed like only a few minutes. Yet here they were, four of them now, the bed bouncing under them as their hands and mouths raced wantonly over each other's flesh.
But out of confusion and guilt, Cheryl remained fairly passive. She lay beside the other three, watching them with fascination. The two men seemed intent on devouring Angela's beautiful body. And she seemed as hungry for them. She sucked Ronnie's cock passionately. But she moaned and panted as Curt finger fucked her brutally. Cheryl knew from first hand experience that he had a streak of meanness. And now it was coming out again as he jammed his fingers viciously up Angela's wet slit.
The pain and pleasure mixed together on Angela's face. She slavered over Ronnie's wet throbbing prick, wincing as Curt's hand probed her slippery pussy. The sight of it made the desire pulse hotly in Cheryl's veins.
She inched closer. With her hands she fed one of Angela's firm breasts into her mouth, trying to get all of the girl's large nipple between her lips. Then she sucked with fierce fury, remembering how she had once given Angela an orgasm by sucking her titties. Angela's body writhed and twitched. She let out a loud shriek.
"Agghhiieeeee!" she screamed.
Cheryl released the tortured nipple. She glanced up to see that Ronnie had come at the same moment. Angela's mouth and cheeks were splattered with his cum. But her face instantly disappeared as Curt roughly threw her onto her stomach.
He crouched behind Angela's raised ass-cheeks, his huge prong stiff and throbbing. He pried her ass open with both hands. Cheryl watched his thumb probe for her rectum, then jab into it. A sharp intake of breath whistled past Angela's teeth, and she winced with pain. Curt slipped his dangling fingers into her open cunt. Now he held her whole groin tight in one hand, and he wiggled the hand furiously.
"You want me to fuck you in the ass?" he asked. He drove his thumb further into her ass-hole.
"Unngghh!" Angela grunted. "Yesss ... yesss, please!"
"Please what?" Curt commanded, enjoying himself.
"Fuck me in the ass! Do it to me!"
"Oh, Curt, no...." Cheryl began.
He glared at her, his face distorted with lust. "Get something greasy," he said. "Vaseline. You got any Vaseline?"
As he spoke to Cheryl, he rubbed the flaring head of his prick up and down the spread crack of Angela's vulnerable ass. Paralyzed with fascination and horror, Cheryl could only nod.
"Get it, baby!" he shouted. "Quick! She wants it. Can't you see how she wants it?"
Cheryl couldn't deny that Angela looked like she craved it wildly. She went to the bathroom and returned with a jar of Vaseline. Curt took it and wiped gobs of it onto his prick. Then with two fingers he swabbed Angela's crack with it. Then he crouched on his knees behind her, spreading her ass-cheeks again with both hands.
"Let me hear you say it again, baby," he growled to Angela. "What do you want? Huh? What do you want?"
Already the head of his prick was nudging Angela's tight ass-hole. Her head and shoulders slumped forward on the mattress. Her eyes were shut, and she was whimpering uncontrollably. "Fuck me ... in the asssss!" she groaned.
"Please! Please! It hurts!"
"It's going to hurt more, baby. Hold on."
Cheryl watched as the entire length of Curt's long cock disappeared between Angela's tawny ass-cheeks, lubricated by the Vaseline, until it crammed her whole ass-hole. Twisted animal sounds of pain and pleasure came from deep in Angela's throat. Her face was suffused with pain, her eyes watering, her breath coming in agonizing spurts.
"Unnggh ... unngghh ... unngghhunngghhh!" she grunted as Curt, his hands roughly grasping her hips, reared forward.
Angela collapsed under him. She howled loudly into the sheet, writhing as he squirmed and forced his prick even deeper into her ass.
"Oh my God!" Cheryl murmured, feeling the blood hammer through her body. Not knowing what to do, she glanced around for Ronnie and saw him staring with the same paralyzed fascination at the two.
Curt reached forward to Angela's shoulders. He pulled her up.
"Up, up on your hands," he said, grimacing too when she moved as the tightness of her ass-hole pinched his cock.
Angela struggled up on her elbows, then to her hands. Cheryl watched the girl's full round breasts swinging and wanted to suck them.
Curt panted. "Now ... push your ass back into me. Do it, baby, do it!"
Wincing from the pain, Angela obeyed. Curt had pulled his rigid ramrod about three inches out of her ass-hole. When she jerked her pelvis, flipping her ass back into him, he lunged back into her. His belly slapped loudly into her ass.
"Unngghhh!" she grunted. She slumped onto her elbows but struggled up again to her hands. "Ohhh, it hurts so bad," she gasped. "And it's so good, so good ... fuck me, Curt!"
"Do it, baby, do it!"
Again he withdrew and slammed into her when she flipped her ass up to him. Again she collapsed flat on the bed, and again struggled up. This time Cheryl slipped beneath her, circling her shoulders and neck with her arms, and began hungrily slurping and sucking the thick swollen buds of her nipples.
"Oh, yessss, yessss!" Angela moaned.
"Do it!" Curt gasped, and Angela twitched her ass back.
"Unngghhh!"
She fell roughly into Cheryl's face. But Cheryl helped her up again, still sucking the girl's titties wildly.
"Unnnnnunnnnnunnnnn," Angela began to groan continuously, grinding her ass up into his assault and spluttering with grunts and whimpers when he slammed forward and crammed her ass-hole with his long prick.
"Unnnunnnunnnunnnn! Agghh! Oh God, I'm going to come!"
Suddenly Cheryl felt another body, Ronnie's squirming into the tangle of writhing flesh. Out of the comer of her eye she could see down Angela's heaving belly. She saw Ronnie's hand groping in Angela's flowing cunt. Then she suddenly squealed sharply as she felt his other hand plunge into her own.
Curt grunted and gasped, then cried out and began to come, ripping savagely into Angela's ass. Cheryl was unable to restrain herself. She felt another orgasm coming on as Ronnie's hand tore into the wet soft meat of her pussy. She squeezed and bit Angela's dangling breasts and stiff nipple, hearing the girl sob as she rode toward an excruciating climax.
Then Angela let out a scream that was instantly stifled by lack of breath, as if her lungs were emptied by the power of her erupting ecstasy. Her body went taut. Then she began flipping as if caught in a fit. She was totally in the grip of her orgasm, twitching with convulsions, sending out gasps that became shrieks, then long groaning sobs, then low aching moans.
"Ahhnnnn ... ahhhnnnnn!" she moaned. "Oh my God, my God!"
Smothered under Angela's writhing body, Cheryl yielded to her own throbbing flesh. Ronnie's plunging hand in her own clenching cunt suddenly made her come hotly. "Unnnn ... unnnn!" She dug her heels into the mattress and flung her groin up into his thrusting hand, then dissolved in hot spasms.
But in the middle of the night she awoke. Her body was cold and sore. Her mind was still dazed by all the crazy animal fucking they had been through.
Curt's sleeping naked body was slumped across her legs, cutting off the circulation. But what woke her up was a soft wet sucking sound, and hushed murmurs. It was totally dark. Someone had evidently shut off the light earlier.
But as her eyes adjusted to the dark, she saw Ronnie sitting against the headboard of the bed, his head back, moaning. Angela's head was in his groin, her mouth sliding up and down on his prick in long slow motions. His hands fluttered over her bare shoulders, then slipped beneath her armpits to her full breasts.
Angela sucked his prick with loving care and skill. She licked it up and down, drooled huge gobs of warm saliva onto it, and pumped it with her hand, swirling her tongue rapidly over the swollen head. Ronnie began to wheeze and pant. Angela's hand caught his balls and squeezed them gently. Her mouth worked quickly, diving on him. Then she slowly let his prick slide out past her clinging lips.
Cheryl felt the bed move as his hips twitched involuntarily. Angela, sensing his orgasm, sucked him hard. Suddenly he grasped her head, groaned, and came into her mouth.
Cheryl disentangled her legs from Curt's heavy body and went into the bathroom. She purposely turned her back on Angela and her brother, refusing to look at them. As she sat on the toilet, she realized how strange she felt. Everything had gone wrong.
The way she had planned it was for Angela and Curt, these two she loved to be in bed with, to repeatedly fuck her into undreamed of ecstasies. Of course they might get off on each other too, a little. But mainly they would fuck her, Cheryl. And pinned between the two of them, she would have orgasms so intense she didn't even dare to imagine them.
Instead she couldn't help feeling like she had given them to each other. And they had used her simply because she happened to be there too. After whipping up her desires and failing to satisfy them, they had watched her being fucked by her own brother and not lifted a finger to stop it.
And watching Angela, her own lover, her first real lover, sucking off Ronnie when she woke up made Cheryl feel worse than ever. Angela had taken everything. The whole thing was a failure. I'm really not cut out for orgies, I guess, she thought, shivering. It was crazy, what they had all done together. The ass-fucking scene was the worst! Curt was more brutal and sadistic than she had realized. She shivered again with shame as she recalled it.
She made up her mind that she couldn't be a part of anything else that happened in the bedroom. Hurt, angry and confused, she got a blanket from the hall closet. Then she went to the living room and slept the rest of the night alone on the sofa.
In the morning everyone was embarrassed, even Curt. They rose and washed and left one by one, mumbling hasty apologies. Cheryl and Ronnie were unable to look one another in the eyes. Curt left first. Soon after Ronnie followed. Before she too left, Angela came shyly to Cheryl. She kissed her and stuck her tongue into Cheryl's mouth. She slipped her hands under Cheryl's bathrobe too and stroked her naked breasts. But Cheryl jumped back.
"Don't!" she said.
"Don't be so upset, Cheryl," Angela said. "You couldn't plan it. Don't feel guilty about it."
"At least you seemed to be having a good time," Cheryl said.
"Don't say that, please. Of course I did. We all did. We just went overboard a little."
"Did you remember to give him your address?"
Angela glanced at the floor, instantly embarrassed. And suddenly Cheryl knew that she had been right. She had only said it to insult Angela. But it was true!
"Oh, get out of here, Angela!" she screamed.
"I wish you wouldn't-"
"Get out! Out!" Cheryl opened the door and shoved her out into the hallway. "Cheryl, please."
Cheryl slammed the door in her face.
The rest of the day she spent in complete misery, filled with self-disgust and pain of loss. She swore to herself that she didn't care if she ever went to bed with another person as long as she lived. By the time night arrived, she was feeling even worse. Curt did not return.
She began to drink. She changed the sheets on the bed, trying not to notice the cum stains. Then she got into the bed and watched TV, with the bottle on the bed stand next to her. By midnight she was feeling pretty drunk, no longer so miserable, when she heard the key turning in the front door lock. Curt! But no, he didn't have a key. Ronnie again! She looked up and saw him standing in the bedroom door. Fortunately this time she was not naked. She had on her bathrobe. Ronnie looked sheepish.
"Cheryl?"
"Ronnie, you could've knocked, couldn't you? I mean, after last night."
"I'm sorry. I thought you might be asleep. I didn't want to disturb you. Honest."
Cheryl started to cry. Liquor made her tears come very easily. "Ronnie, do you realize what we did? Do you?"
He slouched in the doorway, looking as guilty as she felt. "Cheryl, I didn't mean for that to happen. You've got to believe me. I don't know what else to say."
"You don't have to say anything. It was as much my fault as yours." She managed to stop crying. "Here, come and have a drink. Maybe we can forget about it. That's what I've been trying to do."
She remembered her pain over losing Curt to Angela too, but decided not to bring it up. Ronnie still shuffled around awkwardly. My little brother, Cheryl thought. So embarrassed, so ashamed.
"Get a glass out of the kitchen," she said.
In a moment he returned with a glass and sat beside her on the bed. She poured some whiskey into the glass for him and gave him two of her own ice cubes.
"Now drink that," she said. "And swear to me that you'll never mention what happened to anybody. And you'll never try to think of it again yourself."
He gave her a sheepish grin. "It'd be easier to swear if it was easier to forget."
"I'll ignore that."
"Sorry."
They drank together and watched the late movie. Cheryl didn't realize how high she was getting until she returned from the bathroom hours later and fell across her brother while trying to get back into the bed.
"Oops, excuse me," she said.
Ronnie still had all his clothes on, but she could feel the unmistakable bulge of his hard cock against her ribs through the fabric. She giggled.
"It's all right," he said, helping her climb over him. "Perfectly all right."
She couldn't stop giggling once she'd started. "Ronnie," she laughed, "you've got a hard-on."
"I know."
She put her hand on it through his pants and squeezed it. He smiled at her. Slowly she unzipped his fly. He did nothing to stop her. She slipped her hand under his shorts and clasped his hot hard prick. His breathing quickened, and hers too.
The only light in the room was the flickering of the TV screen. She let go of his prick for a moment and unfastened his belt. He helped her scrunch his pants down around his thighs. She gazed in the dim TV light at his beautiful large throbbing cock.
"Ronnie, can I...."
"Yes," he whispered.
Feeling dizzy and feverish from the liquor, she slid down and licked the bulbous head of his prick. His fingers found her bare skin under the neck of her bathrobe. Within seconds he helped her wriggle wildly out of it.
God! Cheryl thought. We're going to do it again! We were both so ashamed and ... look at us! I want his prick. I want to eat it. I want it in me!
Ronnie's hands skimmed over her naked back, then dipped beneath and caught her tits. He ran his thumbs rapidly across her nipples. She ran her lips up and down the red shaft of his cock. She heard him gasp. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, swirled her tongue over it, and tasted the sticky fluid of his first juice.
"Cheryl! Christ!" he moaned.
They were both so drunk that it seemed to them they were moving in slow motion. Their bodies were already hot from the liquor. And now with his hands clutching her burning tits, and his prick moving in and out of her mouth, Cheryl felt like she was being roasted over a fire. She sucked him slowly but hungrily. She sucked him so long and so well that she knew if he were sober, he would come. As it was, he seemed to be in a sweet agony, gasping and jerking, but he couldn't come.
Finally she gave up. He pushed her over onto her back and began to explore her body slowly with his lips and hands. It was the only way, and they both knew it. They were both too drunk to come without a lot of building up to it. Cheryl gave herself up to him totally. Never in her life had she gone through such a long period of love play. Ronnie started at her feet, sucking her toes, kissing the instep of each foot. She quivered and knew that if she hadn't been drunk, that alone would have made her come.
Limp and trembling with need, she felt his lips and teeth and fingers all over her. His lips chafed her hard nipples until she thought she would go crazy from their lovely soreness. He turned her over onto her stomach. Then he parted her ass-cheeks with his hands and ran his tongue up and down the crease of her ass, stabbing her clenched rectum with it.
"Cheryl," he gasped. "Let me fuck you in the ass."
The thought excited and horrified her. She remembered the look of pleasurable agony on Angela's face. "Ronnie, no!"
"Please, Cheryl. Have you ever done it? Let's try."
"Off ahh. Ronnie, no. It'll hurt." Already she felt the thickness of his prick nudging her ass-hole. "If it hurts well stop," he said. "Please, Cheryl."
"No, oh, no, baby. Don't hurt me. Ah, oh, God! Ouch! Stop it, oh stop it! Please! PLEASE!"
He pulled his cock out of her ass-hole and slipped it gently into her soupy cunt. "Sorry, Cheryl. I'm sorry."
"Oh, it's okay. Ohhhh that's good, it's good. Ahhnnn!"
They settled into a comfortable rhythm and fucked dog-style for about twenty minutes. Then they turned face to face and began to kiss and murmur like lovers as they fucked. Cheryl tried hard to feel some shame, but she couldn't. Ronnie's wonderful prick sliding in and out of her juicy pussy obliterated everything else from her mind.
Here was her little brother, fucking her beautifully, his hands moving up and down her thighs and waist, his lips never long away from her aching nipples. And she was simply loving it, flexing her lower body and sucking his cock with her cunt muscles.
"How close are you?" Ronnie asked after a while.
"I ... I don't know. I think I can make it if we really do it hard."
"Me too."
"You might have to hurt me a little."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, like rape me, I guess. Ummmm, it feels so good when you do that. Unnhhh, oh, yes, that's right. Do you want to rape me, Ronnie?"
He panted. "Yes."
"Then do it, honey. Fuck me. Rape me," she whimpered.
He lunged forward and dug his prick into her. The long stiff ridge of it scraped along her swollen clit and set her on fire. They thrashed together. Ronnie poured on the steam. He began to attack her body brutally, digging his fingers into her tingling flesh, pinching her breasts, biting her shoulders.
Cheryl tore into his back with her fingernails, yelping, driven wild.
"Yes! Yes! Aannieeee! Oh ... yes, oh, God! Oh shit! Rape me! Rape me!"
She sobbed and moaned and buckled under his driving groin, impaling her wet pussy again and again on his thrusting prick. It's working! It's working! she thought. I can feel it! She was only seconds away from coming when he suddenly grasped her hips in his hands. He tilted her pelvis upward and slammed his prick like a steel spike down into the very pit of her channel.
Cheryl screamed. But her screams vanished in the onslaught of her orgasm, which knocked all the breath out of her. Ronnie exploded right after her in a shattering bomb of jism. They were both so sensitized and raw that their orgasms were supreme. They clung together for nearly ten minutes, trying to survive the hot pulsing fury of the climax.
Afterward they were entirely spent. They felt guilty again too, but less so now than after the first time. It was all Cheryl could do to crawl to the TV and shut if off before they both fell asleep, curled together.