by Ray Gordon
‘I apologise for my brothers’ behaviour,’ David said as he wandered out on to the patio. ‘They aren’t usually like this. I can’t think what’s got into them.’
‘Even the best of families have problems,’ Sheena said as he sat opposite her.
‘Deborah left the house in tears, Rod and Raymond are having a go at each other . . . You’re right, families do have problems and we’ve had our ups and downs. But it’s never been like this.’
‘Why don’t you all have your own houses?’
‘Julia and I want to get our own place but . . . It’s family tradition.’ Smiling, he lowered his eyes to her cleavage. ‘You’re a pretty little thing, Sheena. I wish I’d married someone like you.’
‘You don’t even know me,’ she returned with a giggle. ‘I might be a right bitch.’
‘My wife’s the bitch. No, I suppose I shouldn’t say that. The only reason I’m able to sit here and chat with you is because she’s gone up to bed. The only time I have any freedom is when she goes to bed early with one of her headaches.’
‘Don’t you have any fun?’
‘Fun? I can’t remember what fun is.’
‘We could have some fun,’ she suggested huskily.
‘What do you mean?’
‘Don’t you have a girl on the side to keep you happy?’
‘God, no. I’m not allowed out of the house on my own. Unless it’s on business, of course.’
‘Well, if you want some fun, I’m game for anything.’
‘What sort of fun?’
‘Whatever turns you on, David.’
‘Are you saying what I think you’re saying?’
‘Maybe.’
Sheena left her chair and wandered past the swimming pool, heading for the summerhouse. She felt her young womb contract and her clitoris swell as she imagined sucking on David’s swollen knob and swallowing his fresh sperm. To screw the fourth brother would be quite an achievement, she mused in her rising wickedness. Then again, what with all the trouble she’d caused already, she wondered whether it was a good idea to seduce him. But her arousal was riding high, and she knew that she couldn’t help herself as he joined her in the summerhouse.
‘You need some excitement in your life,’ she whispered, lifting her dress and exposing her hairless pussy lips to his wide eyes.
‘Sheena, you’re marrying Raymond and . . . What I mean is, I don’t think this is a good idea.’
‘It’s up to you, David. You can see what’s on offer. Take it or leave it.’
‘Aren’t you afraid that I might tell Raymond?’
‘He’d never believe you. Do you want it or not?’
Succumbing to his base desires, he knelt before her and breathed heavily as he kissed the swollen lips of her bald pussy. Another brother had fallen for her feminine charms, she thought happily as his wet tongue ran up and down her opening sex crack. Letting out a rush of breath as he parted her fleshy pussy lips and licked the solid protrusion of her sensitive clitoris, she clung to his head to support her trembling body.
She’d be married to one brother, but she’d have four hard cocks to enjoy, she contemplated dreamily as her juices of lust flowed from her contracting vagina. Once she was married, she’d entertain each brother in turn. Sucking one cock in the summerhouse, taking another into her teenage pussy in the bushes, having another shafting her tight bottom-hole in the bathroom . . . Marriage was going to be both financially rewarding and sexually gratifying.
‘Do you like my cunt?’ she asked David as he licked the erect bulb of her sensitive clitoris.
‘Very much,’ he breathed. ‘Did you shave for Raymond? Is that how he likes it?’
‘I shave because that’s the way I like it. Does Julie give you blow-jobs?’
‘You must be joking. I’m lucky if she allows me to make love with her, let alone anything else.’
‘Well, you have me to look after you now. Bring me off and then you can fuck my mouth.’
Sheena gasped as he sucked her ripe clitoris into his hot mouth and repeatedly swept his tongue over its sensitive tip. Hoping that Raymond or one of his brothers wouldn’t come looking for her, she knew that she had to be careful. If Raymond caught her now, the marriage would be off. But the danger and excitement of seducing David was too good to resist. Once a slut, always a slut, she reflected as he thrust two fingers deep into the wet heat of her teenage pussy.
Stifling her whimpers as her orgasm erupted within the pulsating nub of her erect clitoris, she threw her head back and closed her eyes. She was incredibly wet, she realised as her orgasmic milk spilled from her freshly fingered vagina and streamed down the naked flesh of her inner thighs. Wet and horny, and desperate to take David’s hard cock into her mouth and swallow his gushing spunk.
David finally slipped his fingers out of her inflamed vaginal duct and pressed his lips forcefully against the pink flesh surrounding her sex hole. Sucking out her pussy milk and massaging her pulsating clitoris with his thumb, he drank from her trembling body as her orgasm peaked. He was more than happy to commit adultery, Sheena thought in her sexual frenzy. Were none of the brothers satisfied with their wives? Raymond would definitely be pleased with Sheena when they were married, as long as he didn’t discover her wanton whoredom. Her thoughts turning to Deborah as her orgasm began to fade, she was sure that she’d seen the last of the woman. Rod would need comforting, she decided as David took his pussy-wet mouth from her sex-dripping vagina and stood before her. Rod would be in need of a deep throat-job.
‘You’re amazing,’ David said, wiping his lips on the back of his hand. ‘Raymond is one lucky guy.’
‘You’re lucky, too,’ Sheena said. ‘You can have me whenever you want.’
‘Sheena, are you . . . What I mean is . . . Are you doing this with Charles and Rod?’
She giggled and winked at him. ‘Do you think I’d allow them to lick me?’
‘Well, I – I don’t know. We’d better get back before . . .’
‘Fuck me first,’ she cut in, kneeling on the ground and lifting her dress high over her back. ‘Fill my tight little cunt with your spunk.’
‘Sheena, I don’t think we have time. I mean, they’re bound to wonder where we are and . . .’
‘In that case, stop wasting time and fuck me.’
Parting the firm orbs of her naked buttocks as he knelt behind her, David gazed at her bald sex lips nestling between her slender thighs. Sheena knew that he was hooked as he lowered his trousers and grabbed his solid cock. She had him just where she wanted him, she told herself as she felt his hard knob slip between the fleshy lips of her pussy. He rammed his organ fully home, driving his thick cock into her tightening vaginal sheath, and let out a gasp. He was well and truly hooked now that he’d committed adultery, she thought happily.
‘You’re so tight,’ he gasped, withdrawing his pussy-slimed cock and ramming it into her again.
‘And you’re big,’ she groaned, reaching between her parted thighs and massaging her erect clitoris. ‘Fuck me hard, David. Fuck me like you’ve never fucked before.’
Wasting no time, he clutched her firm hips and repeatedly thrust his cock deep into her spasming vaginal sheath. Sheena imagined all four brothers using and abusing her young body as he increased the pace of his shafting rhythm. It had been a long time since she’d enjoyed two cocks, but she didn’t think the brothers would be willing to share her. That was something she’d work on once she was married, she decided as her trembling body rocked with the illicit coupling.
David reached his climax quickly and pumped his creamy sperm deep into her hot vagina as she gasped and writhed in the grip of another orgasm. This was real sex, she mused dreamily as her vaginal muscles tightened and gripped his thrusting cock shaft. His knob repeatedly battering her ripe cervix, his swinging balls pummelling her hairless mons, he rammed into her again and again. He wouldn’t have had crude sex in years, she thought, trying to imagine him fucking Julie. But now he could enjoy her you
ng body whenever he needed to.
‘You’re wonderful,’ he gasped as his cock deflated.
‘You’re bloody good,’ she returned, her eyes rolling as she drifted down from her amazing orgasm. ‘I can feel your spunk running down my thighs. Fuck me again, David. Please, fuck my little cunt again.’
‘I can’t,’ he groaned, sitting back on his heels and gazing at the creamy liquid streaming from her gaping sex hole. ‘I’d have to wait at least ten minutes. Besides, we must get back to the house.’
‘Kneel in front of me and I’ll suck your cock clean,’ she persisted.
Taking his position, he sighed. ‘We’ll get caught,’ he said as she licked his creamy-wet shaft.
‘Naughty boys and girls,’ Charles said as he walked into the summerhouse.
‘Oh, Charles,’ David began, staring at his brother. ‘I was just . . .’
‘I can see what you were just doing,’ he said, chuckling as he knelt behind Sheena. ‘I suppose I’d better screw the little slut, seeing as her pussy is ready for me.’
‘Fuck me senseless,’ Sheena begged, before sucking David’s purple knob into her greedy mouth.
Sheena couldn’t believe her luck as Charles pushed his thick cock deep into her sperm-bubbling vagina and David rammed his swelling knob further into her gobbling mouth. Her young body rocking back and forth with the double-ended fucking, she closed her eyes and breathed heavily through her nose. She doubted that Rod would join in, his solid cock shafting her tight rectum, but she was pleased that at least two brothers were into group sex. Maybe Rod would be up for group sex once he’d got over Deborah, she thought hopefully.
‘She’s good, isn’t she?’ Charles put in, his massive cock squelching his brother’s sperm deep within the girl’s inflamed vaginal duct.
‘She’s amazing,’ David gasped as Sheena swallowed his purple plum and sank her teeth gently into the root of his rock-hard cock.
‘A resident slut. What more could we ask for?’
‘God knows what Julia would say if she . . .’
‘Don’t worry about her,’ Charles cut in with a chuckle. ‘Our wives don’t fuck, but Raymond’s future wife is a dirty little slut who fucks and sucks. We’ve got it made, David.’
Pleased that the brothers appreciated her, Sheena reckoned Rod was out on his own now. He was the only one who wanted to be rid of her. Three brothers against one? He didn’t stand a chance. What was he going to do for sexual gratification? she wondered. He didn’t even have Deborah to fuck now. Would he go looking for Nat? Or would he go crawling cock in hand to Sheena?
‘Here it comes,’ Charles announced as he repeatedly rammed his granite-hard cock deep into Sheena’s burning vaginal sheath.
‘And me,’ David breathed, his throbbing knob sliding back and forth within Sheena’s hot throat.
Fresh sperm flooding her vagina and pumping down her throat, Sheena moaned through her nose as her own orgasm erupted again within the pulsating bulb of her solid clitoris. Her young body trembling uncontrollably, rocking back and forth with the double fucking, her long blonde hair veiling her flushed face, she lost herself in her sexual delirium as the brothers drained their huge balls. Once a slut, always a slut, she repeated to herself as the men used her teenage body for their sexual gratification. And nothing would change that, not even marriage.
‘Sheena,’ Raymond called from the house. ‘Sheena, where are you?’
‘We’re here,’ Charles replied, yanking his spent penis out of the girl’s sperm-laden vagina and leaping to his feet.
‘Bloody hell,’ David swore, his cock sliding out of her mouth as he helped her to her feet. ‘Quick,’ he whispered. ‘Sort yourself out and sit on the bench.’
‘I like the summerhouse,’ Sheena said, sitting beside Charles on the bench and brushing her dishevelled hair away from her glowing face. ‘It’s a nice place.’
‘It’s a dangerous place,’ David chipped in, leaning against the wall and trying to look innocent.
‘Oh, there you are,’ Raymond said, hovering outside the summerhouse. ‘What’s going on?’
‘We’re talking,’ Charles said. ‘What’s Rod doing about Deborah?’
‘God knows. So, what are you all talking about?’
‘The wedding,’ Sheena replied.
‘You look flushed. Are you all right?’
‘It’s hot in here,’ she complained, leaving the bench. ‘I think I need a drink.’
Walking back to the house with Raymond, Sheena felt a pang of excitement. She loved the danger, she reflected as she sat on a patio chair by the pool. The taste of David’s sperm lingering on her tongue, she asked Raymond to get her a vodka and tonic. Obediently complying, he went into the house as his brothers ambled across the lawn. Sheena grinned at the two men and licked her full red lips provocatively. Life was good, she mused as sperm oozed between the hairless lips of her teenage pussy. And it was only going to get better.
Ten
Sheena sat up in her bed as she heard a knock on her door. She kicked the quilt back, leaped to her feet and grabbed her dressing gown as a loud knock sounded again. Wondering who it was as she donned her dressing gown, she checked the time. Seven o’clock. It wouldn’t be Nat, she thought, brushing her long blonde hair away from her face. She reckoned the only person who’d call that early was Rod.
‘I thought it was you,’ she said, opening the door to him. ‘You’re up early.’
‘Sheena, we have to talk,’ he said, walking past her into the room.
‘I would of thought that you needed to talk to Deborah, not me.’
‘It’s would have thought,’ he corrected her irritably.
‘Oh yeah, I forgot.’
‘Why the hell did you show Deborah those photographs?’
‘You forced me, Rod. I told you that I’d show her unless you . . .’
‘I didn’t think you’d go that far. I didn’t think you’d do it, Sheena. No doubt you’ll be pleased to hear that Deborah won’t be around any more.’
‘Yes, I am pleased. I’m pleased for you, Rod.’
‘You did it for yourself, Sheena. From day one, you were determined to split us up.’
‘You were determined to ruin your relationship with Deborah,’ she returned.
‘What are you talking about?’
‘Screwing me, screwing Nat . . . You didn’t give a toss about Deborah.’
‘The way you don’t give a toss about Raymond? You happily fucked me and Charles, and now you’ve lured David into your den of iniquity.’
‘You know about that?’
‘Yes, I do. That’s all four brothers, Sheena. Who’s next, my father?’
She giggled. ‘Now there’s a thought.’
‘You would, wouldn’t you? If it suited your needs, you’d fuck my father.’
‘Yes, why not?’
‘God, you’re a filthy little slut.’
‘I thought we’d established that the day we met?’
‘Yes, but I didn’t realise the depth of your depravity.’
‘Want some coffee?’
‘No . . . Yes, I suppose so.’
‘So, what are we going to talk about?’ she asked him as she filled the kettle.
‘You, my brothers, me, this mess . . .’
‘You made the mess, Rod. Things would of – would have been fine if . . .’
‘You’re going ahead with this farcical marriage?’
‘Yes, I am.’
‘All right, have it your way. It won’t last, you realise that? Once Raymond finds out . . .’
‘Raymond won’t find out anything,’ she promised, pouring the coffee. ‘Not unless you tell him. Even then, he wouldn’t believe you.’
‘Sheena, I’ve always had a place for you in my heart.’
‘But not on your map?’
‘No, I – I couldn’t. But now that Deborah’s gone . . .’
‘What are you trying to say?’
‘There could have been a place for
you in the centre of my map, but you’re marrying Raymond.’
‘I can’t believe this. Are you saying that you want to marry me?’
‘The tables have turned, Sheena. You wanted me, but I was with Deborah. Now I want you, and you’re with Raymond.’
‘I can change that.’
‘You can’t just dump him. What the hell would my father say if you swapped brothers?’
‘It don’t matter what he thinks.’
‘That’s where you’re wrong.’
Passing him his coffee, Sheena sat on her bed and sighed. Rod was right. She’d planned to marry Raymond, and she couldn’t swap brothers. Sipping her coffee, she was pleased that Rod had now accepted her. She could now marry Raymond and move into the family home and – and have sex with all four brothers? The resident slut, she mused as Rod sat next to her on the bed.
‘You want to marry me, even though I fuck your brothers?’ she asked him.
‘Yes, even though you fuck my brothers.’
‘But why?’
‘I don’t suppose you’ve heard of love?’
‘Of course I have.’
‘I’m in love with you, Sheena.’
His words battered her young mind – she couldn’t believe what he’d said. This was the man she’d wanted all along, the man who had done his best to keep her away from his family, the man who had given her two thousand pounds to disappear from the face of the earth . . . Why the hell hadn’t he dumped Deborah in the beginning and . . . It was no good looking back, Sheena thought dolefully. But what did the future hold now?
‘All you’ve done is call me a filthy slut,’ she finally replied. ‘If we were married, you’d be forever wondering who I was screwing behind your back.’
‘I wouldn’t be wondering, I’d know. Anyway, I reckon you’d change if we were married.’ Holding his hand to his head, he sighed. ‘Why are we talking about marriage? It can’t happen, Sheena. Not now that you’re with Raymond.’