it. Deeper and deeper it went, creating so much pressure inside her that she was sure her pussy would tear open. She pushed at his chest, certain she could take no more. To her relief, he stopped, letting his giant cock rest in her leaking fuckhole.
'Wait a minute,' she gasped. 'Let me get accustomed to that monster before you put anymore in.'
'What more?' he grunted. 'Baby, you've already got all the cock I can give you.'
'I do?' she asked in amazement. 'To the balls?'
'Yeah,' he told her.
Hugging him to her, she sought out his mouth, moaning as his lips closed over hers. His fuck pole was moving now, as punishing as it had been before. And as wonderful. Now that she had lost her fear of his gigantic prick, it was all sheer torturous pleasure to have it plunging into her. While the man fucked her soundly, she tongue-fucked his mouth, reveling in the scorching ramming he was giving her.
Soon she was flexing her asscheeks in time to his pile driving thrusts, surrendering her ravaged pussy to his pummeling cock. Her cunt was sloppy with her cream, the fucking becoming noisy due to her abundant juice. Yet the wetter she got, the better she could take Perry's monster cock, and the more she could enjoy what it did to her. She was on the verge of cuming, so close to an orgasm that she couldn't stand to wait.
Her body seemed to explode into fragments. Clutching the man tighter, she screamed into his mouth, fucking up at his impaling prick so wildly that her ass left the bed. It was good, wrenching, but it wasn't enough. Not as hot as she was.
Whimpering, straining, she pushed herself onward, toward another climax, toward more satiation. She stroked Perry's shoulders with her hands, clung to his bulldozing fuckpole with her cuntal muscles. She wanted something else, too, but didn't know what. Her pussy and mouth were well occupied. What could be missing?
The answer struck her as another orgasm loomed near. As she writhed beneath him, she voiced her idea.
'My asshole,' she gasped. 'Could you frig it for me? God, I need something in my ass!'
'Sure, baby,' he said. 'I'd be happy to.'
He reached under her, his fingers having no trouble finding the little hole. It was slick with her cunt juice and two recent loads of cum. He rubbed it a moment, then, to her delight, he thrust two fingers into her shitter.
'Eeaaaahh!' she screeched. 'God, yes! Do it! Damn you, do it!'
She came so powerfully that even Perry groaned. He continued to fuck her pussy and frig her shitter without slowing down. Cynthia squealed and lurched about, flailing her head. This was fucking, she decided while she rode the climax until it dissolved into another, and another. This was what sex was all about. Getting fucked. Having her cunt and asshole attacked at the same time. It made her cum and cum and cum, crying out over and over as the rapture swept through her.
'I think you like this,' the man mumbled. 'You know what I think you'll like even more? A cock up your ass while I fuck your pussy.'
'Oh! Ooooh!' she groaned ecstatically. 'Yes, I would! Ohhhh, yes!'
His fingers and cock kept working her over, sending her into a whirlwind of satisfaction that had no end. Tearing at her with his cockmeat and fingers, he kept her on an orgasmic tidal wave that was threatening to drown her.
While she came again, the man's potent shaft fed her cunt its thick load.
'Oh, baby,' Perry breathed. 'You fuck too good, honey. Just too damned good.'
'Leave it in me,' she panted. 'Let me feel it, hold it with my cunt.'
'You want to cum again?' he asked. 'Won't you break something?'
'No,' she moaned softly. 'Oh, Perry, it feels so-so nice. Mmm, lover, kiss me.'
Still quaking in orgasmic release, she lay wriggling beneath him. While they kissed, their tongues playing with each other, she moved her ass around. Keeping his wilted prick inside her, she came sweetly, putting a tender end to a raging fuck session.
'Had enough?' he murmured. 'If not, I could leave it in until it gets hard again. Although, that might not be for a couple of hours. You fucked the hell out of me, honey.'
'Then let's go to sleep,' she suggested softly. 'I have a feeling that all four of us will need our rest for tomorrow.'
CHAPTER SIX
When she woke up, the room was filled with a gray light and the air was cold. Even under the heavy covers, she felt chilled. She looked out the window and saw that the snow was falling as heavily as it had been the previous day. A smile came to her lips. It looked like she would be snowbound with the men for another day.
Wasn't that shame?
Turning to share the good news with Perry, she found that he was gone. No wonder she felt cold. Her hot bedfellow had left.
She went to the bathroom, used, the toilet, then tried to make herself presentable. Since it was too cold to take a shower, she washed up at the basin, taking extra time to clean her cunt. If one of the men wanted to lick her pussy, she wanted to be ready for it.
After her brief bath, she got a quilt from the bed and wrapped it around her. Then she went hunting for her three sexy lovers. Her pussy got wet just thinking about them, and of Perry's idea. She licked her lips, imagining getting fucked in her cunt and asshole at the same time. It would have to be heavenly. She was sure of it.
Once she was in the hallway, she followed the smell of coffee and bacon to the kitchen. The three men were there, sitting around the table, obviously having already eaten. And, she noted with embarrassment, they were dressed.
'Hi,' Perry greeted. 'Come sit down next to me. Hungry? We've been keeping yours warm.'
'Uh, yes,' she replied, feeling self-conscious. 'Why didn't anyone wake me?'
'You were sleeping so soundly, I didn't think you were ready to get up,' Perry explained. 'I like your outfit. Is it new?'
'I like her better without it,' Alan kidded. 'Come sit down, honey. If we were gonna bite you, we would've done it already.'
'Yeah, but what we did do with her so far was great,' Lloyd added.
He was getting eggs and bacon for her, while Alan poured her some coffee.
'The way you talk, I might not get to eat before you drag me off to bed,' she started softly more than a hint of encouragement in her voice.
'Bed?' asked Alan. 'Who the hell said anything about a bed? We're gonna give you a surprise, babe. So come eat. The snow won't last forever.'
As she sat at the table, the quilt slipped down to her waist, leaving her tits exposed. But she didn't care, not now. She was getting horny again, listening to the cousins' suggestive banter. Maybe a good view of her pert tits would get the action started sooner.
'A surprise?' she wondered, 'It can't have anything to do with fucking. You studs have already broken in every hole I've got.'
'We have this parlor,' Lloyd revealed, looking into her eyes. 'With a fireplace. It's sort of rustic, you know? There's even a fake fur rug in front of it. Big. Plenty of room for, oh, four people.'
She stared at him, fascinated. 'You mean, we're going to fuck on it?'
'Not just fuck,' Perry said, and she turned her attention to him. 'Haven't you ever heard of parlor games?'
'But sexy ones,' Alan added, and she looked at him. 'Fun games, to make the fucking more fun.'
'Oh,' she mused, beginning to understand. 'You're gonna teach me some more things about making a man get hot.'
'Sort of,' Perry agreed huskily. 'Although, just seeing you like that has my cock straining to get in you.'
Her gaze swept from one to the other of the three cousins. Each man was gazing at her ripe tits, as if hungry to taste them. She couldn't help reaching to feel Perry's huge prick to find out how horny he was.
