'You are ready,' she murmured. 'God, is it stiff! Why don't you three go set things up so we can start once I eat. That is, if all of you are ready far a fuck.'
'Let's just say that you'd better hurry, or you won't get to finish,' Alan replied. 'We'll be back for you soon, baby. And then the action will really get going.'
The three men went out as she began to eat. Her pussy was dripping, getting the quilt damp under her.
She was sipping the last of her coffee when Alan came back. His eyes wandered over her, especially taking in her tits.
'We're all set,' he said with a grin. 'Better bring the quilt along. I don't know if our rug can take as much pussy juice as you give out.'
'Can I help it if you guys turn me on?' she huffed in mock anger. 'Honestly. You can't fuck me and then complain because I like it.'
He took her in his arms as she got close, sliding a hand between her legs.
'What I meant was, we're gonna make your cunt gush, honey,' he chuckled. 'Seems like we've already got it going. But you just wait. It's gonna be wetter than that. And soon.'
Stretching up to kiss him, she rubbed herself against his strong body. The roughness of his shirt aggravated her nipples, making them very hard and stiff.
Holding her to his side, he led her to the parlor. As had been promised, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace, and a thick rug in front of it. With the windows on either side giving a good view of the falling snow, the room appeared to be a haven from the storm. As well as a sexy place to fuck Lloyd and Perry stood beside the rug, still dressed. Alan took the quilt from her and spread it over the rug, making a bed for them that looked soft and inviting. Then he stood next to his cousins and smiled, waving grandly toward the quilt.
'We'd like to see you frig yourself, honey,' Alan told her. 'Right here. Just like you were doing last night when Perry walked in on you.'
Her face grew hot as she fidgeted from one foot to the other. The men were staring at her, taking in her exposed tits and cunt with relish.
'Uh, I don't know about this,' she muttered. 'I mean, you're all still dressed. I feel like I'm on display.'
'You are,' agreed Lloyd. 'A man likes to see a girl naked. Even more, he likes to watch her play with herself. So lie down, babe, and finger your pussy for me.'
As she timidly went to the quilt and lay down, the men sat on the floor where they could see her cuntlips. They watched her intently as she spread her legs, their eyes glowing with interest.
'This wasn't what I had in mind,' she complained. 'You've got three hard cocks, and you made it sound like I would get fucked with them.'
'You'll get plenty of cock,' Perry said. 'As soon as you bring yourself off with your fingers.'
'You want me to cum,' she gasped in embarrassment. 'In front of you? I couldn't!'
'Babe, you've already proved to us that you can take our cocks and still more,' Lloyd reminded her. 'So just try it, okay? Have pity on our balls.'
'Oh, all right,' she sighed. 'But I don't know if I can get off with you guys staring at me like that. And still dressed. Damn, you're making me feel strange.'
'Frig, babe,' Alan encouraged gently. 'Play with your pussy. Show us just how hot a bitch you are.'
Trying to forget that the men were gazing at her, she finally put her fingers on her cunt. She looked up at the ceiling and began to stroke her moist pussy the way they wanted. Her own fingers didn't feel as good as a cock or a tongue would have, but they could make her tingle. And she knew better than anyone the right spots to hit, the right way to move her fingers, and when to stimulate her clit.
Moaning softly, she splayed her legs farther apart, so she had plenty of room to work her hands around. Her juice was making everything slick, her fingers sliding over her heated pussy with no trouble. That was when it was the best, when she was wet. Sometimes she would have to start out using lotion, until she got herself aroused enough to drip. But today she had everything she needed to make her cunt drool.
The cousins stayed quiet while she fingered her slit, so quiet that she idly wondered if they had gone off somewhere. Of course, she knew they hadn't. Her creamy cunt would keep them riveted until they were ready to fuck her. She teased her clit even more as she got hotter. Inches of cock were just waiting to get in her. Hard, throbbing pricks that could make her scream out in rapture. She wanted those pricks, all three of them. In her mouth. In her pussy. Up her shitter. Ramming her. Pleasing her. Making her cum.
Her asscheeks bounced on the quilt, her orgasm bursting inside her. But it had come too soon, was hardly enough to satisfy her.
'Uuuhhnnn!' she whimpered in frustration. 'One of you come fuck me! Somebody, please, fuck me!'
'Try again, babe,' Perry encouraged. 'Do it real good. Then you'll get our cocks.'
'No!' she cried. 'I need cock! I can't frig myself as good as you can fuck me!'
'Of course not,' Lloyd replied. 'But watching you do it is one hell of a treat. Cum one more time, honey. You can do it. Just once more.'
Working her fingers desperately in her slimy cunt, she flailed her head. Rubbing her clit didn't make her get off the way she wanted.
'Ooooh!' she wailed. 'I don't want to wait! Fuck me!'
But the men didn't answer, not one of them. She could feel them gazing at her writhing body, staring at her massaging fingers. They were waiting for her to bring herself off more powerfully, to give them something to see and enjoy, before giving in to her wishes.
The only problem was that she needed more than her fingers on her cuntlips to get her raging hot. She needed an extra something, an added element. As she rubbed her pussy and tormented her clit, she began to realize what she had to have. Something up her asshole.
Asking the cousins to help would be useless. They wanted her to put on a show for them, without their being directly involved. That meant that she would have to do it for herself. No matter how depraved it might look to the men.
She reached around and found her tiny asshole. It was moist with her flowing juices, and barely resisted when she poked her finger into it. She gasped as her finger stretched her ass ring, shivering at feeling the inside of her asshole for the first time.
'Yeah, babe,' Lloyd mumbled. 'Do it. Frig your sweet ass.'
Not knowing that the men would enjoy seeing her finger her ass while she frigged her cunt, Cynthia again let her instincts take over. While she massaged and pulled at her clit, she fucked her shitter with her finger. Since her finger was smaller than the men's, there was no real discomfort as she stoked it in and out.
Arching her back, she licked her lips. One finger felt good; two would be wonderful. Carefully, she pushed a second finger into her asshole, groaning as that fantastic stretching stung her. She pinched her clit as she prodded her asshole, squirming on the quilt in lustful need. It wouldn't be long before she once more succumbed to orgasmic delight. Only this time, she was really going to cum.
Stroking her steamy cuntlips, finger-fucking her shitter, the girl writhed excitedly on the quilt. Her tits jiggled with each move she made, the nipples stiff and dark pink. The slime dripped from her winking pussyhole, its musky odor potent and heady. She was on fire, sizzling under her own fingers, and she was enthralled by what she was doing to herself.
'Eeeaaahh!' she shrieked at last.
Working her fingers frantically on her clit and shitter, the girl drew all the pleasure she could from her climax. She was determined to let the men see her cum wildly, so that they wouldn't again refuse to fuck her. Her pussy needed a hard cock, and so did her whole. Maybe this time she had cum well enough to satisfy them, so they would fuck her.
Someone shoved her hand away from her pussy and pulled her fingers from her asshole. Crying out, she started to struggle, until she felt a tongue probing into her wet slit. Quivering, she clutched at the man's head, not bothering to see which cousin it was. His tongue was keeping her orgasm from fading too fast, allowing her to slowly return to a calmer state of mind. Once she had had her fill of his tongue, she pushed him away. It was Perry, she discovered, his face shiny with her cream.
'Fuck me,' she murmured, looking into his dark eyes. 'No. Better yet, two of you fuck me. You in my pussy, and Alan or Lloyd in my ass. How does that sound, lover?'
