The Trashy Virgin(24)

And slowly, oh so slowly, she dropped to her knees, her curvy form quivering, looking at us wide-eyed.

"Like this?" she whispered, barely audible.

"Exactly like that," I nodded.

But Jason was a dirty fuck and cocked his head, looking at her.

"No, it's better if she's naked," he ground out. "Take off your dress and start over."

And Katy colored then, the flush spreading beautifully over her  cleavage, but her hands obeyed. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began undoing  the buttons on her floral outfit, the fabric falling away, and oh god,  but the female creaminess made my dick jut out like the prow of a ship.

"Fuck," I rasped, gazing at those mountainous white breasts, "you didn't wear a bra."

And she nodded slightly, flushing even pinker.

"I thought of you guys so often that my nips got raw rubbing against the  fabric," she whispered. "So I stopped wearing one, it was easier."

And after all the buttons were undone, the thin cotton fabric fell away leaving her in nothing but a tiny pair of pink panties.

"These too?" she whispered, breasts heaving up and down with excitement  as she fingered the elastic, looking between me and Jason.

I grunted, nodding.

"All of it. Off," I said harshly, brooking no argument. And oh fuck, but  she'd gotten bigger in her two weeks away and there was so much hefty  flesh, the expanse of white so delectable, so delicious, that my cock  wept as I stroked it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Jason had  pulled himself out and was palming his fuckpole too, grunting slightly  as his fist moved up and down, the tip leaking.

And finally, finally, our little girl was nude before us, pink kitty bare, kneeling on the floor.

"Spread your legs," I commanded. "Show us your clit."

The little girl inhaled quickly again but knew better than to question  our orders. She inched her knees apart until that pink slit was clearly  visible and reached one soft hand between her thighs, pulling apart her  labia, those fleshy lips opening like a curtain, showing us her achy,  stiff clit.

"Like this?" she whispered. "Is this what you wanted to see?"

And my pole leaked cum like a faucet now, there was literally a pool of  the good stuff on the floor under my dick, seeing that huge, throbbing  clit, almost as big as my thumb.

"That's it," I growled, eyes glued to her snatch. "Now beg."

And Katy inhaled once slowly, eyes flickering, dropping for a second to  take in our ten inch rods, ready to fuck, massive, dominating, before  licking those pink lips wetly and pulling her labia apart even more,  baring that hot channel.

"Please," she breathed, her words like the sweetest song to my ears.  "Please, Brent and Jason, come fuck me, please, I love you."

And the siren's call was all we had to hear. Because she was giving  herself up, declaring that she was ours, and there was no better feeling  in the world. I was a warrior, the victor standing on the mountain  looking down, my troops having subdued the opponent. Except in this  case, there had been no opponent except for Katy's doubts, her  insecurities, and they had been defeated thoroughly, routed for another  day. And so we descended, Jason and I, onto our sweet girl, loving her,  kissing her, stroking all over, the female the spoils of our conquest.         

     



 

"You're so gorgeous," I murmured into the brunette's ear, stroking one  soft breast before tweaking the nipple, making her squeal.

"Absolutely amazing," Jason agreed, his big hands caressing that sweet  cunt, running wetly through its folds. And to show he was sorry, to make  his apologies, he treated Katy to a sensuous delight. Forking his  fingers apart, he burrowed his thumb deep into her vaginal hole as his  index finger probed her ass.

"That's right," he murmured as she squealed, eyes flying open with  shock. "You're gonna sit yourself down on the finger-fucker, come on,  you'll love it."

And with a sigh Katy gave in, her sweet folds slipping down on his thumb  as her ass popped open, his digits sliding into both holes.

"Oh!" she squeaked. "Oh oh oh!"

Jason started running his hand in and out of both channels then, licking  at her nipples as he hand-fucked both her pussy and ass.

"That's right," he rasped against her breast. "That's what my dirty baby does, she lets us fuck her however we want."

Because by now, I'd slipped a hand down below as well, worming one of my  fingers into her pussy hole, joining Jason's thumb, pushing and pulling  into that tight space, feeling her swollen flesh cream around us, so  wet, so needy.

"Your kitty's hungry," I growled. "Two weeks without us and your kitty's practically overflowing with cream, little whore."

And Katy's head dropped like a flower too heavy for its stalk, rocking  back and forth as her ass and pussy were penetrated. But I had more to  give and I wasn't missing my chance.

"Sweet girl," I murmured again, my other hand tracing that huge butt. "Open up."

And I wormed a finger into her anus, joining Jason in that musty cavern  with another probing digit, although this time, it was tough going. Katy  was so tight, so impenetrable in back that I popped my finger in my  mouth for a moment to lube it up, get it wet before trying again.

"Relax your ass," I growled against her ear. "Let go, little butt slut."

And slowly, she complied. Her pussy muscles loosened a bit, letting our  fingers penetrate deeply and then my thumb niggled its way into her ass  alongside Jason's thick, blunt digit.

"That's right," he murmured. "You're totally fucked now, you're finger  fucked by two men in your butt and cunt, you like that don't you, you  like it," he chanted.

And the girl came hard then, creaming like a geyser as we worked ourselves in and out, stroking her interior.

"Fuuuuuck!" she screamed, so loud that I was sure all our neighbors could hear. "Oh god! Jason! Brent!"

Hearing our name on her lips, feeling her cunt and ass squeeze down hard  on our hands, pouring wet cream like it was Niagara Falls, hurtled us  over the edge as well. In a flash, we yanked our fingers from her holes  and were ready with our dicks at her openings, me buried deep in her  ass, and Jason in her vag, our cocks hammering home with desire.

"I. Fucking. Love. You," I huffed as my hips pistoned, claiming her tiny anus.

And Jason was just as desperate, just as eager to mark her as ours.

"You. Belong. To. Us," he grunted, drilling her pussy with no mercy. And  our curvy, bountiful girl moaned, welcoming us into her depths,  receiving us with pleasure, squeezing, clenching, making us groan with  delight.

"Take me," she whispered as her pussy and cunt pulsed around us, wild and wet, squeezing tight. "I'm so yours."

And those words threw Jason and me over the edge. We were lost men, lost  in the wonders of Katy, the girl so sinful, so dirty and nasty, and yet  so sweet at once. I roared, releasing gusts of sperm up her backside,  coating that anal hole with my precious white as Jason lost it in her  pussy, his dick jerking again and again as he blasted semen high up into  her vaginal canal.

"Fuuuuuck," he groaned, taking her lips between his. "Fuuuuck."

The girl kissed back just as feverishly, her body pulsing with its own sweet rhythm, milking us of our man juice.

"Give it to me," she chanted as we pumped and pumped. "Give it all to me."

And shit, she was so sweet that my orgasm lasted forever, rolling  straight into the next, penis pulsing and pumping as it blasted her  again and again.

But ecstasy can't go on forever, you'd die of a heart attack, so slowly,  oh so slowly, we began the descent from heaven. I growled against the  back of Katy's neck, breathing in the sweet scent behind her ear,  stroking one big hand up over her haunches and then down that curvy  back.

"Fuck baby, you're probably the only girl who can fit us both," I complimented.

Katy stretched sinuously in response.

"Probably?" she asked archly, teasing. "Or you know for sure?"

"Honey," I growled, lipping her ear as my dick dripped into her ass some  more. "Doesn't matter, no way no how, because you're the only woman on  our minds, the only one who can make us both go crazy."

And Katy rewarded me then by clenching her anus, her ass cheeks clamping  around my pole and milking me of one last burst, making me groan  involuntarily.         

     



 

"Oh good, Brent, I'm so glad to hear," she mewled sweetly. "And you Jason?"

Our young gun had wised up this time.

"Baby," he growled feverishly. "There's no one for us but you, there never will be," he rumbled, claiming her lips again.

Katy twisted against us then, her insides making us both moan with  ecstasy, the sweet friction unbearable. Because it was true. There was  only one woman for us, and she was right here, in our arms. I'm not  saying that things were perfect, that we'd worked everything out, but  what I am saying is that we were going to give it the old college try.  Sure, a threesome wasn't going to go over well in our little town, if  people thought we were trailer trash before, then we were definitely  cementing that image now. But what the fuck? We'd been apart and it had  been fucking awful, an exercise in agony.