Chapter 8
"I can't believe she did that to us!" Phillip said, his teeth clamped together in anger. "Of all the crazy shit we've done today, the least you'd think she would do is make sure I got off!"
Andrew, always the selfish one, merely chuckled. "Well, she sucked me off damn nice! Sorry, brother, but my cock's all I'm worried about!"
"You're all heart," Phillip grumbled.
Becky had a spring in her step as she walked down the street, the extremely short, pleated skirt of her cheerleader's uniform slapping against the backs of her thighs with each step she took.
Since fucking Papa -- even taking that monstrously long, thick cock of his into her asshole -- she had this strange glow about her that wouldn't seem to stop.
Becky stepped into her house, wishing for nothing more than to go into her bedroom, lay down on her bed, and dream of what it had been like to be on her knees, looking up into Papa's handsome face as she sucked his prick. She wanted to relive in her mind the orgiastic sensations that had turned her inside out when his cock tugged at her cuntlips as he fucked her. She wanted to experience the whole blissful afternoon over again in her mind like it was a favorite movie that she wanted to see over and over again.
The teenager was in her bedroom when there was a soft knocking at the door. She was saddened to hear the knock, but glad it came when it did. Had the knock came a moment later, she would have had her panties off and would have been softly playing with her clit as she dreamed of Papa.
"Come in!" she called out, sitting on the edge of her bed, her hands folded demurely in her lap.
Becky's eyes widened and her mouth opened when Phillip walked through the door, his very large, rock-solid cock leading the way.
"What are you doing in here like that?" Becky exclaimed, her dark eyes seemingly drawn uncontrollably to her brother's erect cock. "Leave this instant!"
"Shhhh!" Phillip shushed, putting a finger to his lips. He closed the door, then leaned back against it. His cock hadn't softened one little bit since his mother asked him to leave her alone in his bedroom ten minutes earlier. "Becky, there's something I've got to ask of you. It's a favor."
"I can imagine what kind of favor it is," Becky replied sarcastically.
"It's important. Very important. You don't have to touch me. I just want to look at you while I jerk off."
"If you think I'm going to let you jerk off in front of me, you're out of your mind, brother!"
But the thought wasn't entirely without interest to the teenager. She waited a moment, her eyes dancing from Phillip's pleading eyes, down to his cock, then back up again.
"You promise you won't touch me?"
"I promise."
"And all you want to do is look at me?"
"That's right."
"Then go ahead."
"I want to look at you... without your clothes."
Now things are getting interesting! thought Becky. She felt obligated to give her brother a condescending look, then grabbed the bottom of her cheerleader's sweater and pulled it over her head. She quickly discarded her, bra, skirt and panties and sat there quietly on the bed, wearing only her knee-high white socks and jogging shoes.
His little sister's beautiful, trim, svelte body was too sexy to look at without Phillip at least trying to get something more from her. Very tentatively, he walked up to the bed, then sat down next to Becky.
"I need more than just that," Phillip whispered, slipping his arm around his sister's shoulders. "I think you know what I need."
Becky leaned sideways, her eyes misty, her heart beating furiously. Phillip's cock was enormous. A long, thick column of cockmeat. She noticed that his cock's shaft, about halfway between the base and the pricktip, hooked slightly to the left.
"Suck it," Phillip whispered, pushing his fingers into Becky's satiny hair. He added a little pressure, forcing Becky's head down in his lap. "Suck my cock."
Becky opened her lips and let the cockhead push into her mouth. She tightened her lips around the thick shaft of cockmeat, her lips a red ring around the hard, pale meat.
"Ohhhh!" Phillip sighed, leaning back, watching Becky's lips pushing down the shank of his bone-hard prick. "Hot mouth. Yesss! A very hot mouth."
Becky bobbed up and down slowly, taking the cock into her mouth until she felt the spongy cock crown pushing against the entrance of her throat, then puffing up until only the slit at the tip of the cockhead was still between her lips. She flicked her tongue against the pisshole and felt Phillip's body tense up. It was clear to her that he was really enjoying the way she was sucking him.
"Hmmmmm!" Becky moaned softly, sultrily.
She held the cockhead in her mouth and twirled her tongue around the fleshy knob, licking and sucking, her cheeks caved in as she drew with a tantalizing suction on the prick. Becky's nipples were hard buds of tingling flesh as she gave the blow-job. She wished Phillip would fondle her tits while she sucked his mighty cock, but she didn't say anything.
Becky brought her left hand between Phillip's thighs and cupped his heavy, egg-shaped balls. She squeezed Phillip's balls tenderly, pushing them upward so they rubbed against his body. Between her lips, Phillip's cock was pulsing hotly, reacting to the luscious, sensual way she was sucking him.
"Mmmmm!" Becky slurped, chewing tenderly with her lips on the thick pole of cockmeat. She sucked the cockhead to the back of her mouth and opened her jaws as wide as she possibly could, trying briefly to deep-throat the colossal prick.
It was impossible for her to get Phillip's cockhead into her throat, but she enjoyed the strong, muscular pressure of his cock's crown rushing against her tonsils.
Phillip caressed Becky's dark, silky hair as she sucked him. Becky's hair was soft, smooth, and shiny. Her lips traveled up and down over his prick, nibbling on his rigid cockshaft, and working over his cockhead. As she sucked, her tongue was in constant motion, probing down the meaty shank, swirling against the pricktip, and occasionally trying to push into the tiny slit at the very tip of Phillip's cockhead.
"Mmmmmm!" Becky moaned again, gulping the massive blood-engorged cock to the innermost depths of her mouth. She felt the cockhead pulsating against her tonsils. Once again Becky tried to swallow all of Phillip's thick, long cock, and once again her throat refused to open enough to allow such a thing to happen.
"Stand up," Phillip said. "I want to look at you a moment."
Becky was a little confused, but she readily complied with Phillip's request. Standing far enough back so that Phillip could have an unhindered look at her body, she twirled around slowly, showing off her luscious, tight ass to him, displaying her hard-nippled tits, and spreading her legs so that he could see the pink lips of her juicy cunt.
"Do you like my body?" Becky asked tauntingly, placing one hand between her slender thighs to caress her cuntlips, the other hand passing lightly from one tingling nipple to the other. "Do you want my body, Phillip? Does it turn you on?"
The door opened and Andrew, once again, disrupted what otherwise would have been a very tender session of incestuous lovemaking.
"Hey, this is my kind of action!" Andrew said, his long cock dangling between his legs. He stepped into the room, closed the door, then reached for Becky. "Come on, baby, don't fight it. You'll have a good time. I promise."
"Wait now," Becky said, her eyes dancing from Phillip's cock to Andrew's. She suddenly felt quite trapped between them. "I'm not doing both of you at the same time."
"Yes, you are," Andrew replied, his eyes devouring Becky's svelte, naked body. "You see, you haven't one hell of a lot of choice in the matter."
Becky looked into Andrew's eyes and she knew he was telling the truth. She didn't have any choice. Her brother was going to fuck her whether she wanted him to or not. Pragmatically, Becky decided she might as well find as much pleasure in the threesome as possible. It was the aid if you can't beat 'em, join 'em philosophy. Accept what you can't change, and if you have a good time in the process, so much the better.
"Okay then, damn you," Becky said, her dark eyes blazing with lust and anger. "If you're going to fuck me, go ahead and fuck me."
"That's the spirit!" Andrew said, chuckling softly as he reached for Becky.
Becky shivered as Andrew's arms wound around her, crushing her trim, naked body to him. Her tits flattened against his chest. His mouth came down to hers and he kissed her harshly, his tongue trying to pry into her mouth.
"Mmm mm!" Andrew moaned, one hand sliding down to caress Becky's naked asscheeks.
Phillip got up from the bed. He wasn't going to miss out on this kind of action, especially not after having had his prick inside Becky's hot mouth. He pushed Andrew's hand away from Becky's ass and slipped directly behind her, his cockhead pointing upward, his prick pressed against the cleavage of her asscheeks.
Now Becky really felt trapped between her brothers. Standing between them, she had Phillip's cock throbbing between her asscheeks and Andrew's prick pressing against her smooth, flat stomach.
She tried to squirm away from Andrew, but he held tightly onto her, his lips pressed demandingly against hers. When he tried once again to push his tongue into her mouth, Becky didn't refuse him. She knew that he would have his own way with her sooner or later, so she might just as well give in now without a struggle. She wasn't interested in drawing any attention to herself... or to the things that were happening, and would be happening later.
"Her skin's like satin," Phillip whispered, kissing Becky's shoulder. He trailed the tip of his tongue from the point of her shoulder, along her neck, to her earlobe. "Damn, she smells so good."
Becky shivered. Her knees were trembling so badly she wasn't certain she could remain standing. Andrew took a half-step away from her, then bent down to suck on her small erect nipples. The warmth of his mouth and the friction of his tongue against the tip of her tit was electrifying.
"Awwww!" Becky gasped, reaching behind her for Phillip's cock, which was still pressed against her asscheeks. "Ahhhh!"
It was electrifying for Becky. She was scared and excited and feeling a thousand different emotions that she really didn't understand. Being trapped between Phillip and Andrew, feeling their strong bodies pressing against her willowy, naked body was a powerful stimulant.
It was at that point, when Becky was most confused, that she knew she would simply go along with whatever Phillip and Andrew wanted. She was too turned on to do anything but comply to their wishes, and to give in to her own raging horniness.