Stepdad & Stepbrother F*ck Me Hard 3

Victor ran a hand down my spine, fingers dipping between my ass cheeks to trace the mess dripping from my hole.

"Look at this cunt," he said quietly. "So full already, but still leaking like it wants more. You really are a greedy little slut, aren't you?"

I nodded, voice hoarse. "Yes. I want everything. Don't stop until I'm overflowing."

Jamal laughed softly, shifting so his half-hard cock brushed my thigh. "Then get on your knees. We're gonna fill you one more time, both of us, together."

They helped me up. My legs shook, but I knelt on the bed, ass high, face down on the pillow. The position made more cum drip out immediately slow and creamy rivulets running down my legs. Victor knelt behind me again, Jamal in front. This time they didn't tease me.

Victor rubbed his thick head through the sloppy mess at my entrance. "This pussy's so used and wet. Gonna slide right in." He pushed forward slow, letting me feel the stretch all over again. My walls fluttered around him, still puffy and sensitive. He bottomed out with a low groan, balls pressed tight against me. The fullness made me whimper—deep, aching pleasure mixed with the slight burn of being fucked so much already.

Jamal grabbed my hair gently, tilting my head up. "Open wide, baby. Take us both like the good girl you are."

I parted my lips and he fed his curved cock in, slower than before, letting me taste the mix of cum and my juices still on him. I sucked eagerly, tongue swirling around the head, hollowing my cheeks. Spit started pooling again right away, running down my chin in warm strings.

They started moving, slow at first, finding a rhythm. Victor pulled back almost all the way, then thrust deep. Each stroke dragged his thickness along my front wall, making fresh wetness gush out around him. Jamal matched him, sliding deep into my throat on the downstroke, pulling back when Victor pushed in. The push-pull filled me completely, body rocking between them like a wave.

The sounds were filthy. Wet slaps from Victor's hips meeting my ass. Squelching every time he buried himself. Gagging, slurping from my mouth around Jamal, spit dripped steadily from my chin onto the bed, mixing with the cum already there. My pussy made obscene sucking noises every time Victor withdrew, lips clinging to his shaft.

Victor gripped my hips harder. "Fuck, listen to that. This cunt's talking dirty to me. Soaking my balls every thrust."

Jamal thrust a little deeper into my throat. "Swallow around me. Milk this dick with your mouth while he pounds you."

I did and hollowed my cheeks, swallowed on every push, feeling him twitch on my tongue as my moans vibrated around him, making him curse low.

They sped up gradually. Victor's thrusts turned harder and shorter, snapping into me with force that made my tits bounce and my whole body jolt forward onto Jamal's cock. Skin slapped louder, wet and rhythmic. My clit throbbed untouched, but the pressure inside from Victor's thick shaft kept building anyway.

Jamal reached under me, fingers finding my clit and rubbed fast, rough circles. "Cum again. One more time. Squeeze us both till we explode."

The added touch shattered me and my pussy clamped down hard on Victor, walls spasming wildly. A hot rush squirted out around his cock, soaking his thighs and the bed. My muffled scream vibrated down Jamal's shaft. Body shook violently, legs trembling, tears pricking my eyes from the intensity.

Victor groaned deep. "Fuck, here it comes. Gonna flood this pussy one last time."

He slammed in deep, held there. His cock pulsed thickly and hot, forceful spurts erupting inside me again. Thick ropes added to the mess already there, filling me until I felt swollen and overflowing. Cum pushed back out immediately, bubbling around his base, running in creamy streams down my thighs.

Jamal pulled out of my mouth with a wet pop. Stroked himself fast over my face. "Open. Take the rest."

I opened wide, tongue out. He came hard with thick ropes landing on my tongue, lips, cheeks, even splashing across my forehead. He was hot and sticky, dripping down my chin in heavy drops. I swallowed what I could, the rest sliding down my neck onto my tits.

Victor stayed buried a moment longer, grinding shallowly, pushing his cum deeper. Then he pulled out slow. A thick flood followed, his and Jamal's mixed loads pouring from my gaping pussy, dripping steadily onto the mattress in messy puddles. My hole twitched, puffy and red, still leaking.

I collapsed forward onto my stomach, legs splayed, body limp and shaking. Cum dripped from my face, my pussy, everywhere.

Victor lay down beside me, pulling me against his chest while Jamal curled behind me, hand resting on my hip.

"You took us so well," Victor murmured, kissing my shoulder. "Every damn drop."

Jamal nuzzled my neck. "Mom's got no idea what she's missing."

I smiled weakly, body humming with exhaustion and satisfaction. "She doesn't need to know. But next time she's gone... we do this again."

They both chuckled low.

"Count on it," Victor said.

I closed my eyes, still feeling the slow drip of cum from my pussy, the sticky warmth on my face. I was Full, used and ompletely satisfied.

For now.