Caught my stepsister with her boyfriend and fucked them both. Part 2

Part 2: The Reckless Reconciliation

The first deed done, a new craving was sparked. “I can’t believe that fucking hammer was in there this whole time,” emigrated Kayla, looking over Matt’s still-rock-solid member longingly. “I’m dying to see what you’re packing,” she cooed to Brad, running a slender finger along his spend-streaked shaft. He quivered, his cock surging back to full Mast. “Mmm, thank god for big tits and that firm young ass,” Matt exulted, taking in Kayla’s creamy bounty. “How’s that golden pussy, bro?” Brad responded breathlessly, still balls-deep in his nubile stepsister’s clutching heat. “So fucking tight and sweet,” Matt groaned, eyes nearly crossing as Kayla slithered down his girth. “Nghh, that’s soooo thick,” she whimpered, “so much bigger than my tiny toy…” Her cunt squeezed, increasing pressure as she sank inch by inch. With a guttural moan, she finally took him root-deep and held there, quivering. Her ass flexed against Brad’s despairing, cum-drunk lap. The feeling of her sheathing their cocks, tight hot velvet walls rippling, was exquisite torture.

“Ohhh fuck,” Kayla groaned, “oh shit, so full.” Matt grunted, savoring the tight clasp. Brad whined, hips bucking up involuntarily. “She’s thrist- Astra Panthers Jersey, so fuckin’ hot,” he gasped. Returning to him, Matt kissed Brad savagely, tongue delving into his mouth. “Mmmm, her pussy, her heady perfume, this whole scene’s fucking insanely hot,” he growled. “Our girl’s a real ball-buster, damn.” Brad could only agree, swallowed in a vertical moan. “Okay, I think you boys have had your fun,” Kayla interjected. “I’m almost done with my little experiment.” With those succinct words, she began to move, a slow drag and slide. They quaked with her, caught in her voluptuous glide. Faster now, rocks of her hips, up and down along their shaft, a perfect pistoning rhythm no matter Flanking Birds Shirt how she pivoted, pussy and ass locking down incrementally, milking tight suction. Brad and Matt groaned, fisting sheets, white-knuckled, muscles flexing. Setting her when shudder, gasping “I’m gonna… fuuuck… fuck… gonna…” Matt cut her off mid-rant, pulling out with a wet squelch, and with Brad’s assistance, flipping Kayla over on to hands and knees. Matt knelt between her thighs, rubbing his throbbing cockhead over and against and just barely in her slick opening. “Ask for it,” he said softly. “Beg me for it, Kayla.” “Please,” she whimpered, unbearably full already from a single finger Brad worked at her asshole. “Please… I want it… I want you so bad…” “What do you want?” Matt prodded, rubbing her Mad Max Neato Shirt dips and curves.

“F-Fuck me,” Kayla stuttered, “Fuck me ha-aard.” “That’s my girl,” Matt smirked cockily. And he drove in, a powerful thrust and spearing drive of his fuckpole into her needy cunny. All three cried out as he bottomed out and set a rough pounding pace, hips slapping against lush ass. Brad’s cock freed up, he wasted no time availing himself of the tight backdoor, plunging into clenching sphincter, balls deep immediately. Kayla keened, pushing back on both thick rods, moaning brokenly. “S-So much… up in me… fuckkk…” The boys set to sawing into her, hips colliding in a degrading, sloppy slide. “What a greedy little slut,” Brad panted. “Fucking take it, baby. Jerk that dick,” Matt urged. Kayla complied obediently, one hand flying to her dripping snatch, rubbing frantically at aching clit. She sobbed with each pummel of pulsing cocks carving her open, inflaming every nerve ending along the way, sucking balls-deep and spitting them back out, over and over. “Shit, shit, gonna… I’m… this is so nasty… gonna…” “Do it,” Matt grunted, practically roaring, on the edge. “Let us feel you explode on our dicks.” And she did, with an otherworldly scream, clear fluid jetting, gushing between her legs, cunt and ass and thighs soaked, pulsing wildly. It triggered them both, and with an anguished bellow, Brad threw his load first, flooding her ass with a deluge of thick cum. Then Matt, with a higher, strangled wail, finishing in her pussy, big cock pumping her full, overflowing, dripping down her thighs. “Oh my god,” Kayla drew out the words on a shuddering gasp, shuddering violently as they collapsed onto her, smothering her. “I… I think you broke me.”