"I wanta get some pussy!" said eighteen-year-old Kyle Miller.
"So who doesn't?" said Stan, Kyle's eighteen year-old brother.
Anna's youngest and middle sons were out in her station wagon, with Stan driving. They had told her they needed it to drive across town to a friend's house, but actually they were out looking at girls.
"But you promised you'd get me laid," Kyle complained.
"I didn't say I'd do it right away, though. Shit, I didn't get my first piece until I was eighteen. And I didn't have any help from my older brother, either."
"You still promised. And I don't wanta wait till I'm eighteen. That's two more years. Hey, what about that one?" He pointed to a girl walking along the downtown sidewalk toward their slowly moving car.
"God, Kyle, you just can't stop a girl and ask her if she'd like to fuck you and take your cherry away from you."
"Shit, I know. But look at her. I think she'd be a good prospect. You could use some of that charm you brag about, if you've really got any."
Stan was disgusted with his younger brother but looked at the girl anyway.
And then the expression on his face changed.
The girl was pretty and had long brown hair. She was wearing sandals, skin-tight blue jeans, and a white T-shirt. She was obviously braless. Her big round tits swung freely as she walked, and a brown nipple showed plainly through her T-shirt. She had an old Army pack on her back, and she looked lost and a little scared.
"For once in your Goddamn life, little brother, you may have figured something right," said Stan. "She looks like she might be a runaway. I hear they fuck like snakes!"
"Dam, I hope so!" said Kyle. "Look at those tits. She'd be a great one to bust my cherry."
Stan eased the car to the curb, thinking that he'd like to get some of this little bitch's cunt himself. He'd never fucked a girl with tits that big. When she was even with the car, he scooted across the seat till he was next to his brother, leaned across Kyle, and spoke to her through the open window.
"Hi. Can we give you a lift?" He smiled and gouged his brother in the ribs. Kyle smiled, too.
The girl looked startled but turned toward them. "Huh?"
"Can we give you a ride somewhere?" Stan said, still smiling.
"Gosh, I don't know," she answered. "I'm not really sure where I'm going."
"Maybe we can help," Stan offered, trying not to stare at her tits. "Come on; hop in."
She seemed doubtful for several seconds, but she looked at the two boys some more and said, "Okay." She needed friendly faces.
"Great!" said both boys at once.
Without any more gouges from Stan, Kyle got out of the car, helped her off with her pack, took her arm, and guided her into the front seat. After climbing in beside her, he put the pack on the back seat.
Stan gave her thigh a friendly pat and said, "There, that's better." He started the car and drove off.
"What's your name?" he asked her.
"Cassy Haynes," she said in a small voice.
"I'm Stan Miller and this is my little brother, Kyle. What did you do, Cassy – run away from home or something?"
She laughed nervously. "Gosh, is it that obvious?"
"It looked that way," said Stan, "especially when you said you didn't know where you were going."
"Really, I was kicked out," she said. "My daddy stays drunk all the time, and yesterday morning he… he tried to rape me. His new wife – my stepmother – stopped him, but after he went out for more beer, she kicked me out of the house. She said she didn't want the competition. She said she'd kill me if I ever came back. And she might. She stays drunk all the time, too."
Stan put an arm around her, then let his hand sneak down and rest against her tits. "That's really too bad," he said. "What about your real mother?"
"She took off three years ago. I don't even know where she is."
"You must have some other family, though," said Kyle, who patted her knee and then left his hand there. Jesus, what tits!
"I've got one uncle, that's all," she answered. "And he lives way up in Alaska somewhere. I don't even know which town."
"You don't have anywhere to go at all?"
"No, nowhere at all, and I haven't got but five dollars."
Stan fondled her tit a little. "What were you going to do then? How were you going to live?"
"Peddle my ass," she said.
Kyle gaped. "You mean…"
"Sell my pussy," she answered. She managed to laugh. "I haven't been a virgin for a long time. But I've never sold my cunt before. Don't worry, thought. I won't charge you two a thing!"
Stan and Kyle both gasped.
"I know that's what you want," she said.
Stan laughed nervously. "I guess we were the ones who were being obvious this time," he told her.
"You sure were," Cassy said. "But I don't mind. I like you both. Shit, I wouldn't have minded Daddy yesterday if he'd been nice about it. I just like to be able to have a choice, and I don't like getting knocked around."
"No one likes getting knocked around," said Stan. "Look, maybe we can get you some food or something."
"Okay. I'd like that. All I've had today was a cup of coffee. Now why don't we just stop playing around and have some real fun?"
She unfastened her jeans and pushed them to her knees. She wasn't wearing panties. Kyle's eyes nearly popped when he saw her lush cunt hair. He reached down gingerly, felt of her bush, and wriggled his fingers down to her pussy lips. Christ, she was wet!
Suddenly, Stan got a case of conscience. "Look," he said to Cassy, "you don't have to give us anything if you don't want to. We'll still get you some food."
Cassy put her hand on his thigh. "Listen, I love boys and I love their cocks," she said. "And you don't know how damn good it is to be with people who smile. My daddy and stepmother snarled at me all the time. But, shit, right now it's pretty good to be with anybody at all. For the last twenty-four hours I've been totally alone for the first time in my life." She unzipped Stan's pants, took out his cock, and caressed it. Then she did the same for Kyle.
Kyle leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "That's the first time anybody's ever touched my prick," he said.
"She let go of Stan's cock guess I'd better let you drive," she told him. She kissed Kyle again and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Massaging his prick, she felt it harden quickly. "You're a cherry, huh?" she murmured. "I don't think I ever took a boy's cherry before."
"Well, I sure want you to have mine!" Kyle said.
She squeezed his balls. "I'm sure gonna take it!" she purred. She opened her legs as wide as she could. "Put a couple of fingers up my pussy and finger-fuck me. You can put your prick in there after we stop somewhere. Right now, though…" Cassy ducked her head and wetly kissed the tip of his cock. "I just love to suck boys off. How aid are you?"
"Same age I was when I got fucked my first time. You're well-hung for your age."
With her lips clinging to his meat, she slid slowly all the way down his cock. Kyle groaned and wiggled his fingers around inside her pussy. God, two firsts at once – getting his blowjob while fingering his first cunt! And later he would get to fuck her! His first piece was going to be three years older than he was. It made him proud. He pulled up her T-shirt and grasped one of her big tits.
"Mmm," she moaned approvingly, his prick still completely in her mouth. She was whipping her tongue over his shaft.
"Damn, you two be careful," Stan hissed. "Someone might see you."
Cassy brought her head smoothly up Kyle's prick. "Maybe it'll encourage them to have fun, too," she said. "Besides, we're holding the action pretty low. They'd have to be at just the right angle to see us. And even if they did see us, they probably wouldn't believe it anyway." Just as smoothly, she went back down the cock and began pumping her head up and down.
"Well, if anybody sees us, I just hope it's not a cop," Stan said.
"So what? Cops like pussy, too," Cassy mumbled from around Kyle's rod.
Stan gave up and just drove, getting out of the downtown area as rapidly as he could. He went down lightly traveled side streets, waiting for the girl to finish sucking off his brother. After that, they could get her some food, then go somewhere and fuck.
Keeping two fingers in her cunt, Kyle fumbled blindly around her sex slit with his thumb. He rubbed across a hard nubbin.
"Oooo!" said Cassy. "That's my clit!"
"Oh, should I rub somewhere else?" Kyle asked. Both Stan and the girl laughed. "Shit, no!" she answered. "Right there's the perfect place. Keep it up! Yeah, that's right! Aaahhh!"
He had rubbed her clit again, and now he let his thumb rub harder. He twisted the fingers he had in her cunt. She was as hot as a furnace. He felt her cunt tighten around his fingers, loosen, and tighten again. He wondered how it would feel if she did that to his prick.
She came up off his cock, stuck out her tongue stiffly, and planted its tip against the tip of his rod. Then she slid it down under his prick-head and wiggled it back and forth. She dragged it all the way down the underside of his prick to his nuts. She laved his nuts with her tongue before bringing it back up the underside of his cock, licking him like a long lollipop.
Kyle squirmed and dug his fingers into her clit. He at the velvety feel of her skin and at the softness – yet springiness – of her jug-flesh. He got her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rubbed lightly, then pinched. He felt the nipple swelling as he touched it. It was really getting big! In fact, her whole butt was getting heavier – and warmer. It was wild feeling the reactions of a girl's body to sex! It showed him she was turned on, which made his own lust grow. He kept rubbing her clit and twisting his fingers in her pussy.
She moaned gratefully and bit his prick-head. His loins jerked a little and he scorned to get harder Cassy swooped her head all the way down him again but came up gradually, dancing her lips on his skin. Then she moved her head faster and faster, sometimes twisting it a little to give him a greater range of thrills.
Suddenly he knew it was going to happen; he was going to cum. He had cum many times before but always horn jacking himself off. Now he was going to cum into the mouth of a big-titted girl.
"I'm gonna cum, Cassy!" he yelled. "I'm gonna do it!"
"Mmm!" she answered, and she made another noise that sounded like, "Good!" But she kept moving her head along his cock.
He felt the first squirt of jism rushing up from his balls. "Here it comes!" he said.
Her head became a blur as she sucked him faster than ever. His load began shooting into her mouth. He kept squirting and she kept sucking. They both grunted until his spasms ended.
When she brought her head up, her mouth was closed. She smiled at him and swallowed a few times. He knew his cum was in her belly.
She kissed him on the lips. "Wasn't that fun?" He nodded. "That was great!"
"I tell you what. Get down on the floor," she said.
"Huh? Why?"
"You'll see. Just sit down there. There's enough room for you."
He let go of her tit, pulled his hand away from her cunt, and slid down onto the floor. He had to scrunch up, but he wasn't too uncomfortable.
Cassy kicked off her sandals and pushed her jeans all the way off.
"Jesus, what are you doing?" said Stan from behind the wheel.
"Getting ready for more fun."
"Well, I'm heading for a restaurant."
"Wonderful. I'm starved," she said, but she was more intent on swinging one leg to the other side of Kyle. She leaned her shoulders against the back of the seat and scooted her butt forward until it was right an edge of the seat. She spread her legs wide. Kyle stared at her pussy, a few inches from his face. Her reddened curt lips were dripping with fire.
She hulled them open, letting him see into her depths. "Wanta eat me?"
"God dam it, do I!" he answered, his eyes bugger out.
"Dive in, then."
He eyed her gaping pussy lips for a few more seconds, licked his lips, then pushed his face right into her pulsing red snatch. He gave her cunt a moist, sloppy kiss, darted his tongue out, and started lapping her cream from her glistening labia.
"Good, baby," Cassy grunted. She put one hand on his head and with her other hand began caressing her.
His tongue went around and around her pussy lips. For a moment he pulled his head back sat looked at her tits. His eyes bugged out again. It seemed like he'd licked up about a pint of her juice, but there was as much cum on her pussy lips now as there had been when he'd started.
"You're a regular juice factory," he said.
Cassy laughed. "Yeah, I know. Other guys have told me that, too. Everybody seems to like me that way!"
"So do I," he said. "Nice juicy pussy!"
He dived in again. After circling his tongue on her pussy lips about a dozen more times, he thrust it at her erect clit.
"Yeah," she sighed. "Eat that thing! Gobble me up, doll!" Her lips rocked back and then lurched forward again.
He stabbed his tongue repeatedly at her clit. A barking moan jumped from her throat every time he struck. She pawed her tits heatedly and pulled at them, stretching them forward and down until they ached with pain and pleasure.
She didn't even notice when Stan turned the car into a fast-food restaurant. He parked in a deserted corner of the lot and grinned at his brother and the slutty girl. Then he shrugged his shoulders and got out.
Cassy let go of her tits and they bobbed up, swaying heavily. Pinching her nipples, she slashed them time after time with her fingernails, but the pain didn't really feel like pain at all. Any touch at all on her supersensitive tits gave her hot feelings but the harsher her touches, the better she liked them. Her head rolled back and forth against the seat.
Opening her hands wide, she grabbed as much of her titties as she could. Then she pulled her tits downward again, mashed them into her belly, and crushed them against each other.
More and more juice was flowing out of her cunt. Kyle brought his tongue back to her open pussy lips. He sucked up more of her cream and thrust his tongue into her twat. She was even hotter inside than she had been before, and he twirled his tongue around her pussy walls to make her still hotter.
He pushed his tongue in as far as he could, ran it in and out like a snake several times, and pulled it back to her cunt lips. He shook his tongue back and forth between her pussy lips, licking both pussy lips at once, then again began stabbing his tongue at her rigid clit.
"Yess!" she howled. "That's it, lover! Keep it up! Just like that! I'm gonna cum! Ah… all… alt… ah… unh… oooohhhh."
More juice flooded out of her cunt. He lapped it up with three hurried swipes of his tongue and attacked her clit again. Even more juice gushed out of he pussy.
"I'm cumming!" she cried. "I'm cumming like the biggest whore of all time!"
Her tits sprang up as she let them go. With both hands she shoved his face into her twitching loins. Her cunt was contracting madly with her best cum in months. Her hips bumped at him every time her pussy contracted, beating her raw wet sex slit into his face.
When Stan got back into the car her orgasm was just ending. She fell back limply, releasing Kyle's head. Her eyes had been closed, but now she opened them.
Stan had two sacks of food – giant hamburgers, French fries, and milkshakes. All three of them ate ravenously, Cassy most of all. They ate in the parking lot, and she pulled her T-shirt down but left her jeans off.
When they were through, Stan started the car and got back onto the street.
"Where we going now?" Cassy asked. "Somewhere to fuck?"
"Yeah," Stan said. "Looking at you enough to make me horny anyway, but seeing you make it with my little brother drove me right up the fucking wall!"
"Wait till you get your dick in me. Then you'll probably go up the fucking wall!"
"He's still in line after me," Kyle said. "I haven't had your pussy yet."
"You can do it after me, little brother. My cock's about to bust out of my pants!"
"Shit, no problem," said Cassy. "I can take you both at the same time. Kyle, you can fuck my pussy while I suck your brother off. It'll be fun. I've never had two guys at once before. I've always wanted to try it." She licked her lips, and it had nothing to do with the hamburgers and French fries she'd just eaten.
Stan drove out of town and down a country road. He turned into a long twisting driveway that led to a tumble down vacant house and stopped the car out of sight of the road.
"No one will bother us here," he said. "My buddies and I use this place with girls all the time."
"Groovy!" said Cassy. She pulled off her T-shirt.
A minute later both boys were naked, too, and she was sprawled on her back in the rear of the station wagon, her big ass on the edge of the open tailgate, her legs dangling off. Stan was inside with her. Kyle was outside, standing between her splayed thighs, his turgid cock aimed at her waiting pussy.
Timidly but eagerly, the eighteen year-old-boy took bold of her wide hips.
"Come on," she said. "Put it in. It's easy fuck me."
He brought his cock-head against her yawning pussy lips. Anxiously, he shoved forward.
Her tight hungry cunt took him all in one slick stroke. His balls thumped against her ass checks.
"Now in and out, baby," she said. "Take it slow at first, so you can feel what's happening."
He drew his hips back, smiling as he looked down and watched his prick come out of her. Christ, he was finally doing it! Fucking! Fucking a big-titted girl as old as Stan was. And he – Kyle – had already made her cum once with his tongue. He could satisfy her!
Instantly, he felt like a man. Dawn, her pussy fell nice, so hot and wet and soft, but holding his prick so tightly.
He stopped backing out when his prick-head as between her bloated pussy lips. Then slowly he shoved his cock back in. He could feel his cock-head forcing back the walls of her cunt as he advanced. Still smiling, he looked into her eyes.
"That's right," she said. "That's good. Your prick feels good inside me."
All the way up her again, he felt her cinch her cunt around him tighter, the same way she'd done earlier when he'd had two fingers inside her. He was glad that she had sucked him off. If he hadn't cum once already, he'd be blowing his rocks right now from her cunt-hugging of his prick, and his first fuck would be over much too soon.
He kept moving slowly backward and forward, luxuriating in the feel of her strong silky pussy. On each stroke Cassy moved a little, too, gently rolling herself on her ass to meet him and then pull back.
Stan lay down on his side next to her, with his stiff cock even with her head. She turned her head and flicked her tongue over his prick-head. He rested his hand on one of her tits and played with her swollen nipple.
Opening her mouth wide, she swung her head forward and took all of his big cock into her mouth, but without touching his shaft with her lips at all. Only when her lips were against his cock hairs and belly did she close her mouth around his prick. She curled her tongue against his shaft and swung it back and forth. Keeping up the tongue action, she pulled back her head, holding her lips tightly around his rod.
She felt her excitement rising. Having two cocks in her at once was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her. It was a little confusing having to concentrate on two at once, but being hued in two places made it more than worth the effort. Having one of her tits fondled at the same time made thing nicer. Stan had only one hand free, though, so she began toying with her other jug.
Between her thighs, Kyle couldn't decide what he liked to watch more – his own prick going in and out of Cassy's cunt, and Cassy sucking his brother's prick while she and Stan played with her tits. God, he was sharing a girl with his brother!
Eventually he decided it would be more interesting to keep his eyes on his own cock sliding in and out of her pussy. How many guys could say they had watched themselves while they got their first slice of cunt?
He started wondering what it would feel likes if he did something besides just run his prick straight in and out. Would it be fun? Would she like it?
He pushed himself up onto his toes a little as he thrust into her. It gave Cassy's cunt a better rubbing, and she moaned and gripped his rod a little tighter when he was all the way inside her. His prick seemed to grow a little in response.
He kept lifting himself onto his toes slightly as he pushed into her. A few minutes later he started wiggling his hips, too, as he drove forward. Cassy pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, hugging him warmly.
This little son-of-a-bitch was a fast learner! She thought. He'd given her one of the best pussy eating she'd ever had, and he was starting to make some fuck-moves that a lot of guys took years to learn. Put he was a cherry! It was a shame she couldn't have had people like this in her own family.
She felt an orgasm getting ready to burst loose inside her. She drew legs tighter around Kyle waist, sucked Stan's prick a little faster, and sank her fingers farther into her tit.
She groaned as the convulsions hit. Her whole pussy seemed to bounce back and forth on Kyle's prick. Her ass pounded frantically on the warm metal of the tailgate. Her whole body shuddered as the spasms racked her. She wrenched her big titty and bit into Stan's cock, then let up with her teeth and pumped her head faster.
Her cum faded but her lust was still growing. She came off Stan's prick for a second and said, "Harder, Kyle! Ram it to me, baby!"
Kyle grunted and strengthened his drives into her pussy.
Before sucking Stan's pole into her mouth again, she told him, "Hurt my tit, honey! Hurt it!" And Stan began mauling her jug as her lips climbed down his prick. She clawed her other jug.
She had an intense urge to rip away her own nipple. She trapped it between her thumb and forefinger and pulled straight up as hard as she could. Nipple, areola, and some white tit flesh were stretched upward, but she felt nothing but pleasure. She tugged the nipple in circles, then let it go. She plunged her whole hand into her tit and moved it in circles.
Her teeth nibbled at Stan's prick and her lips jumped up and down on his shaft. Her tongue lashed his cock-head. Her lips still held his rod like a vise, and she sucked him with all her might, as if trying to pull his cock out by the roots. Stan's balls started heaving up their load.
"Take it, Cassy!" Stan said. "Take my cum in your mouth!"
Her mouth worked avidly, and large shots of jism flew out of his prick into her. She kept sucking until she knew she had it all, then she swallowed it and raised her head.
She took both of her tits now, kneading them like an angry baker who couldn't force his dough into the right shape. With more eagerness than ever, she thrust her hips at Kyle.
"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Unh… unh uunngghh… aahh… AAAHHH!"
Another orgasm pounced on her cunt, seeming to kick her pussy in every direction. Kyle's prick drove up her again and again, hammering her into still another cum.
His strokes got shorter and shorter until he was pulling no more than two inches of his cock out of her before thrusting forward again. He looked at Cassy's face, hands, and tits. He was proud to see her pleasured wildness. The same wildness had hold of him, too. Her pussy seemed to be part hand and part oven. He decided that sex was the greatest thing in the world and that all girls should be like Cassy so free and easy and hot!
Holy hell, he was going to cum! The first fuck of his life was nearly over. His jism was about to shoot into a girl's pussy for the first time. The thrilling spasms of cumming hit him, and his man juice erupted from his prick and splashed into her cunt.
He thrust into her every time the jism leaped through his cock, and when it was over, he would have fallen if her legs hadn't been wrapped around him.
Within five minutes they were all dressed and back in the front seat of the station wagon. Stan headed back toward town.
"You can just drop me off downtown somewhere," Cassy said.
"But you still don't have any place to go," said Kyle.
"Yes, she does," said Stan. "She's going home with us."
"That'd be great!" said Kyle. "But what'll Mom say?"
"Mom and Dad and Greg won't have to know. We can keep Cassy down in our room in the basement. We've got plenty of room and we've got our own bathroom down there. We can bring her food from the kitchen. Everybody'll just think we're eating more. And we always hear when someone comes down the stairs, so we can hide her in the closet when we hear anybody coming."
"Yeah!" Kyle said. "you might work. And we don't have any windows in our room, so nobody can see in."
"Look, fellows," said Cassy. "I appreciate it, but I don't know. I'd love to live with you two, but it would be better if your folks knew about it."
"No," Stan said. "If they knew about it, they'd say it was okay, but they'd make you sleep upstairs on the couch. We want you to sleep downstairs with us."
"You've got a point," Cassy said with a laugh. They left her a few blocks from their house, and she strolled around the neighborhood until after dark, when she went back to the corner where they had left her. The boys went out for a walk and found her with no trouble. They smuggled her in through the basement door.