Family sex fest(19)

But other sounds drifting and darting through her bedroom bothered her more and more as she twitched nakedly on her bed in growing heat, sounds she could not place. She supposed her two young brothers caused them since she believed that only they and she and Jenny were in the room. The strange sounds finally made her open her eyes. Although she felt sure of what she would see when she looked around, she found she was wrong. The beautiful blonde got the biggest surprise of her madly surprising day.

Cheryl saw boys. Naked boys. Everywhere. All with cocks. Some of the cocks were soft. Most were hard. The amazed blonde tried to count them, but had to start over every time when her eyes stuck on one or another of the largest, solidest and drippiest of them, and she lost track. She ended up guessing the number. Close to seventeen, she decided.

No one noticed Cheryl's motionless wakefulness yet. All eyes were on Jenny, and Cheryl saw that Jenny was, indeed, sucking cock. But she had been wrong about whose cock her sister was sucking. She had expected it to be Ben's or Neal's. Instead she saw a tall redheaded boy standing close to Jenny at the left side of the bed, sliding his prick in and out of Jenny's mouth with fairly slow strokes. A long prick, it had a bright circle of red crotch-curls around its base, and it slid into the brunette's pursed lips until the circle of curls pressed on her chin and nose each time and would them slide slickly back out.

Jenny, on her stomach, held her head out at the side of the mattress, her shoulders not quite down on the bed because she was somewhat up on her elbows. Her legs lay back across the bed, actually passing under Cheryl's knees as Cheryl remained on her back watching. The redheaded boy had a straight shot fucking down into Jenny's cock-loving throat.

Ben and Neal and the other boys watched this combination suck-off and face-fuck interestedly. Cheryl knew that the crowd of young cockers was part of the group of Little Leaguers with whom the twins played ball. She recalled a few of their names, but knew most only by sight. The remainder she didn't know at all.

The blonde turned onto her left side for a better view of the redheaded boy's prick pumping so deep in Jenny's throat. The sight fascinated her. Even seeing it, she hardly believed a girl could take a cock that way. When Cheryl moved she attracted the eyes of some of the roomful of naked boys.

"Hey, Ben! Your other sister's awake!" one of them said.

The smallest and youngest-looking boy walked to Cheryl's side of the bed and stared at her.

"She sure is pretty," he said. "Blonde allover, too."

"Yeah," Ben agreed, "but she doesn't know the score. She's a drag."

The staring boy pushed a hand between Cheryl's thighs from behind and rubbed his fingers firmly along through the wet crack and fur mat of her cunt.

"Boy, that pussy feels great, though. I wish she'd drag that around on me a little!" he said.

"OH!" Cheryl yipped out, closing her thighs very fast, not having expected the rude grabbing of her snatch by the impressed and hard-cocked admirer. "Stop that right now!"

"Leave her cunt alone," Neal said. "It's never been used right. Cheryl is still a cherry."

"Yeah," Ben said. "Mom and her think she should keep her pussy-drum."

"That's nutty!" a new voice commented, out of the boys below the bed.

"I know," Neal answered. "But Mom's over thirty. Backward as all shit."

Another boy moved up beside the first, dark-haired and older. He grabbed the blonde's right ankle and pulled that leg far out to the side of the bed. The move split Cheryl's cunt wide-open for everyone to see.

Embarrassed to tears, she could still feel her virgin pussy's outsides swelling with excitement even as its spread gash cooled in the air.

"Don't! Please don't!" Cheryl cried.

"Hey!" Jenny yelled. "We said to leave our sister's pussy alone!"

"Hell! Can't we even look? That's all we're doin'," the older boy said.

"Sure," a third boy put in, stepping close and studying Cheryl's split. "A guy don't often get to see a virgin pussy, let alone screw it. And this one looks as clean and beautiful as a dish of ice-cream."

His hand moved in, rubbing and feeling through her soft and hotly gooey slash, tickling over the curling fur of her honey-gold cunt-thatch, fingers sliding deeper into her more and more oily crack.

"Wonderful!" he said.

"Someone help me!" Cheryl begged.

"We'll all help you, if you let us, sugar-cunt," the dark-haired boy offered.

"No!" Cheryl protested, tugging her ankle free finally and clamping her knees and thighs back together. "Hey! What happened to the scenerey?" a new boy exclaimed.

"She's bashful," another boy said.