to be licorice candy and I was tempted to taste them.
'You honkies all think you're so good 'cause you got white skin. You all push us around 'cause there's more of you. Well, baby doll, there's only two of us in here and I'm gonna be the master this time!'
I could smell the whiskey on her breath and guessed that she'd had more than enough to drink.
'P-Please…' I whimpered.
She didn't say another word but grabbed my hair before I could jump out of the way and brought me sobbing for mercy to my knees.
She forced me over on my face and knelt with one knee on the back of my neck. Reaching to the nearby dresser she hauled out a special set of chains. I felt the cold metal bite my wrists as she twisted them together and locked each of them to the opposite forearm.
The woman fastened a chain cuff that dangled from special pulleys to each ankle and pulled them up and out until everything but my face was in the air. My ass-cheeks locked together from the strain, even though my legs were spread, and my back felt like it was going to break.
She fastened a padded pair of rings under my tits so my weight rested painfully on the iron bra and my tits hung, like cow udders, fully extended. She pulled me into the air and I was completely helpless.
The man stepped up to my side and I swear his hard-on had to have been a foot long. It jutted straight out, pulsing and drooling as he watched his wife.
'Lower her head!' the woman ordered her husband.
He did. Her cum-covered pussylips were exposed and my head fell between her thighs. She spread herself and ordered me to clean her.
I was so busy trying to breathe and keep from puking in the woman's slime-coated crotch that I didn't know the man had stepped between my numb legs until he pushed his dark telephone pole against my cuntlips and drove home. I bounced unmercifully into the woman's lower belly again and again. Shock after shock of pain flashed and tingled through my legs and face. My nose struck her pubic bone and blood began to drip from it as she wrapped her thighs around my head and held me there. She soared past her peak and shoved me brutally aside, letting my face bounce onto the floor.
The man raised me back up so I was suspended on the chains in a bowed but level position. Then he began to swing me back and forth and I was taking his twelve inches of cock inside me with every arc.
'Mind if I join you?' our host said, entering the room and laughing at my blood and cum-coated face.
'Not at all,' the big man laughed.
The black man stopped swinging me long enough for the older Mexican fellow to fit a vicious harness over my head and adjust it so my jaws were forced apart and I couldn't close my mouth. Then he stood at my head with his hard-on between my lips.
Each time I swung forward I took the stiff cock in my mouth to the hilt. Each time I swung back I took the twelve inches in my cunt.
It seemed like an eternity and I was sure the two giant cocks would meet in the center of my body.
Finally the Mexican exploded in my mouth. I swallowed and choked, almost gagging. The jism shot clear to my stomach on the in stroke and trailed out on the out stroke, dripping from my helpless lips, trailing down my tethered chin and dripping to the floor.
The man pulled his cock out and began to smash me back and forth onto the huge prick in my cunt. I felt it start to buck and shoot, then I passed out.
Everything was peaceful and lovely while I was unconscious. I was visiting my brother Keith and his wife Lynn during Christmas vacation. The three of us were on my brother's king-sized bed, playing Monopoly. The two of us gals were getting the hell beat out of us. All I had left was the four railroads and two hundred dollars I'd gotten for passing go. Lynn was broke and had mortgaged all of her properties [missing text].
I landed on one of Keith's places but he had a hotel on it and I ended up giving him my two hundred plus mortgaging one of the railroads. Lynn was next. She landed on one of his and begged for mercy. Keith laughed and said he'd take her blouse for payment. She giggled, pouted for a second, then poured us another glass of wine, and handed him the piece of clothing.
The game got really wild then. We were both a little tipsy, which was probably why we were losing so bad. Keith was sober and kept winning. When I was broke, Lynn talked me into selling my clothing along with hers and before long we were both naked.
Keith decided, after we'd both lost everything, that it wasn't fair for us to be naked while he was still dressed. He took off his things and joined us on the bed. In my dream, just as it had really happened, I felt so small every time I looked at Lynn's giant boobs. I also couldn't keep from staring at the big piece of meat that lay, half-stiff and bouncing between my brother's legs.
He loaned each of us two thousand Monopoly dollars which we promptly lost. Then he shut down the game, declared himself winner and decided to collect the I.O.U.'s.
I was fuzzy from the wine and happy about the good time we'd been having. I was also hot and curious after taking my clothes off and looking at my naked brother for a half-hour. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to play with the toy between his legs. I found out in a hurry.
Neither one of them asked if I was a virgin and I wasn't about to admit my innocence. Keith fell across me, knocking me back and covering my hot lips with his. It was the first time I'd French-kissed and the strange, vinegary taste of his saliva, on top of the wine, made my innocent cunt really wet and sloppy.
I thrilled to the feel of his big, meaty tongue and the desperate way it explored. Not to be outdone, I pushed mine past our lips and began flicking about, running it over his teeth and the roof of his mouth. Without really knowing how it happened I found myself dueling with my brother's tongue.
Lynn took my hand and guided it to her husband's solid cock. His touch was new and wonderful. It was totally different from anything I had imagined. The pads of my soft fingertips thrilled to the silky smoothness and rugged veins. I could feel it pulsing and thrilled as it trembled and bounced hotly in my hand. The skin on the outside of the shaft had the ability to slide up and down the iron core under it and I thrilled to the firm softness of the crown. Even though I'd never had one of those big things inside me I knew how delightful it would feel. I toyed with the end of it and thought of how nice it would be to have the rim catch and massage my insides as it was stroked in and out of my cunt.
Keith's strong hands cupped my titties and rubbed the nipples which were already stiff and hard. I felt thrill after thrill of heat shoot through my chest and the balloons filled to the bursting point with desire.
Lynn's delicate hand slid up my thighs, sending tight waves of tense pleasure shooting into the bottom of my stomach. My hand snaked out and did the same to her. I purred as I felt her tremble. Her fingers found the slick entrance of my inexperienced snatch and began to draw the sex-oil from between the tight little cuntlips.
I pushed her legs apart and followed her example. Her cunt was wet and swampy too. I had jacked off enough to know how cunt-juice felt, but somehow it was different coming from someone else. I didn't wait for her to lead the way but found the top of her slit and pushed under the hood for her sex-button.
She gasped as I stroked the wet little head and it made me feel like a real pro. Her fingers didn't follow mine. They pinched my cuntlips together and tugged lightly, making them throb and fill with blood until they were soft and ripe. Then she began to rub them back and forth, making them burn with need.
Her expert play also rubbed and tugged at my clit and cunt in a way I'd never experienced and the itch of need built to its boiling point.
Keith's lips left mine and found my rock-hard little tittie-tips. He sucked one at a time between his lips, pinching them lightly between his teeth.
He rolled and tugged them as his fingers gently, finding the delights deep inside.
Lynn's mouth found mine and I tasted her tongue as my brother's cock began to drip its thicker love-syrup. I wet the tip of my thumb in the sticky stuff and began to slide it around in circles on his cockhead.
The man's hairy legs turned to steel and I sighed happily. Who would have believed I could have so much fun with the boy I'd grown up with, fought with all the time, envied and known so well?
I felt him twist so his hips were rubbing my cheek. His hand pulled Lynn's away and I gasped. His tongue, the same one that had been in my mouth only minutes before, flicked out and slid down the crest of my drooling cunt.
Lynn broke our kiss. She turned my head with her hands so I was facing his crotch. The strong manly smell made my temperature rise even higher. My brother's wife held her husband's straining cock and guided my head
