Fleeing a storm, Purdy and Timothy knock on the wrong door
My brother Timothy and I were out gathering in the woods on a day when a terrible storm blew in, catching us off guard. The sky grew dark, and the wind howled; it seemed lightning was everywhere. Then the sky opened up and we were drenched in an instant. We were miles from home and filled with fear about trying to get back in the storm. We saw a lone path in the forest and, without thinking, ran down it, hoping for shelter.
After running for a mile or more through the forest, we were cold, wet, shivering, and afraid. Not knowing where we were or where we were going, we continued as the path became less defined and then disappeared altogether.
"Prudy, Purdy, where are we going?" Tomothy asked me.
"Tim, I'm not sure, we're lost, but there must be some refuge from the storm somewhere," I hoped.
We walked another mile in the storm when suddenly we saw a light in the distance.
"Purdy, look, a light not too far away," Tim shouted.
We made our way toward the light as fast as our feet would take us. In a small clearing, we saw a weathered old shack with smoke chugging out of the chimney.
"I wonder who lives there, Tim?" I asked nervously.
"I don't know, but they can't be very well off living in that place," Tim reasoned.
It didn't matter; the storm was getting worse, and our lives were in danger. I knocked on the door, but no one answered, so I knocked again. The door flew open.
"Who's the mind to disturb me on a night like this?" A ragged old man swore.
"I'm sorry, Sir, my brother and I are lost and are seeking shelter from the storm," I pleaded.
The old man's eyes lit up looking at me. My dress was soaked and clung to me, showing off my fit figure, my breasts showing through the material.
"Agh, yes, yes, sure, come in," he said as he stepped behind the door.
Timothy and I stepped inside as the man closed the door and slid two large slabs of wood across the top and bottom, locking us in.
"Ya can't be too careful around these parts," he said. "Come in by the fire, Miss, let me get those wet clothes off you," he sneered.
"Sir, that would be inappropriate," Timothy relayed to him.
"Would you rather have her catch a death of cold?" the old man replied.
"You may take my dress, sir, but I'll keep my knickers on," I agreed.
"What is your name, sir?" Timothy asked.
"They call me Tweezer," he replied.
"Yes, yes, I know you, your Rumple Tweezer, my mother shoo's you away from our store all the time when you come begging. And the constable is looking for you, my friend Evan said you lured his sister into the woods and buggered her," Tim said firmly.
"Yes, that cold-hearted cunt would rather throw out three-day-old bread than give it to us poor folk. And your friend's sister asked me to bugger her, so that's a lie," Tweezer replied.
"If she fed your kind, she'd never get rid of you," Tim explained.
Tweezer threw Tim a blanket and told him to get out of his wet clothes, and stepped behind me. I felt his fingers fumble for the buttons on my dress, and he began to undress me. He slid my dress off my shoulders, and it fell to the floor. Tweezer scooped it up and hung it by the fire, and returned to see Timothy naked, wrapped in a small blanket, his bottom half exposed. I was shocked to see his cock for the first time, dangling between his legs.
"Oh, Timothy," I gasped in shock, turning beet red.
"I'm sorry, Purdy, I was freezing and had to get out of my wet clothes," Tim apologetically said.
"Humm, ya haven't buggered her yet, boy," Tweezer said, looking at Tim's cock with a devious smile.
"Sir, I beg your pardon," Tim exclaimed indignantly.
Alright, alright, Missy, let's get you out of those wet knickers," Tweezer said, smiling broadly.
I was wet, cold, and shivering, and as much as I hated to do it, I had to get out of my wet clothes.
"Very well, Tweezer, but give me something to cover myself with," I said, blushing.
Tweezer stepped in front of me and unbuttoned my knickers and pulled them off my shoulders, and they fell to the floor. I was naked. Tweezer smiled as he held my wrists, preventing me from covering my charms.
"Umm, ain't you a fine young lass, not one hair down there yet, you're a true prize to be had," Old Tweezer realized.
"Please, Sir, a cover for my privates, I had hair down there, but I chose it to be bare," I retorted.
He handed me a small blanket, and I wrapped it around my shoulders and sat down, totally humiliated. The storm raged outside, with lightning and thunder, strong winds, and rain, making it frightening to think of being outside. The lightning illuminated the old cabin, giving off an eerie vibe.
"Let me fetch you something warm to drink," old Tweezer told us.
He grabbed two tankards and filled them from a cask on the table. He placed them on the fireplace hearth to warm for a few minutes before handing one to Timothy and me. We each took a large sip of the warm liquid, licking our lips before finishing the tankards. Old Tweezer refilled them, warmed them, and then handed them back to us, rubbing his chin deviously.
"Hmm, you two will drink all my rum if you keep this up," he lamented.
Timothy and I sipped our drinks as Old Tweezer stepped in front of us.
"Stand up a moment, Missy," Old Tweezer demanded
I stood up, naked from the waist down, as Old Tweezer looked me over before sitting in my chair. He spread his legs and pulled me onto his lap between them.
"Mr Tweezer, please," I protested.
"Look around, Missy, there are only two places to sit; we'll have to share," he stated.
Old Tweezer put his arm across my stomach to hold me in place. It had been hours since Timothy and I had last eaten, and I'd never had rum before, and it was having a calming effect on me. I could feel a warmth and a glow creep through my body. Old Tweezer wore a thin, dirty frock that was only half buttoned.
When I squirmed on his lap to get comfortable, I set in motion something I would not long forget. I began to feel it on my bottom and between my legs. Old Tweezer's cock began to grow. I looked at Timothy in horror as Old Tweezer's frock began to rise between my legs. I struggled to stay still as the huge bulge grew. I took a swig of my drink and closed my eyes, hoping it would disappear. Tim's eyes were as big as saucers as he looked on.
"Be a dear and unbutton me down there, would you, Missy?" Old Tweezer ordered.
"What? Excuse me, Mr. Tweezer," I studdered, looking at the massive dome between my legs.
"Unbutton me, it's uncomfortable like that," he scoffed.
I took another drink, and my hand shook as I fumbled for the first button. Each time I undid a button, the seam would split, and more pressure would be put on the thin cloth. I could see the fat, brown shaft as if it were fighting to get free. When I undid the last button, his enormous cock sprang upward out of its hiding place.
"Oh, my word, it's huge," I exclaimed as I threw up my hand and leaned back.
"Good Lord, look at the size of that cock," Timothy exclaimed.
As it danced in the air, Old Rumple Tweezer just laughed.
I closed my eyes and wouldn't look at it at first, as Timothy commented on its size, in amazement.
"Purdy, look at it, it's amazing," Timothy gushed.
Finally, I opened my eyes and cast them to the cock standing almost a foot tall. I studied the crown, a deep purple, and the shaft pulsing with veins running through it.
"Do you like it, Missy?" Old Tweezer asked.
"It's, it's hideous, Mr. Tweezer, please put it away now, it frightens me," I cried.
"Don't be afraid, he won't hurt you, but for him to go away, you'll have to play with him some," Old Tweezer explained.
"Play, play with him, how would one do that?" I asked, afraid of the answer.
"Well, you can touch him, stroke him, kiss him, suck him, or, if you like, shagg him," Old Tweezer recounted.
"Oh, no, Mr.Tweezer, I couldn't, it's not something a lady does," I responded.
"Purdy, Molly Collins does that for her brother and his friends," Timothy thoughtfully offered, not helping my cause.
"Well, Timothy, I'm not Molly Collins," I asserted.
"You want to touch it, though, don't you?" Old Twezzer continued.
"Umm, no, no, I'd be too scared," I shied away from it.
"He won't mind if you play with him, it's alright," Tweezer pressed.
"No, I can't, I'm too afraid of it," I continued.
"Lad, you'd like to see your sister play with him, wouldn't you?" Old Tweezer plotted.
"Sure, it won't hurt you, Purdy. Go ahead and play with it, after all, Mr. Tweezer is sheltering us from the storm," Timothy offered.
I started at the hard cock before me, then gingerly reached out and poked it with my finger.
"There, I touched it," I winced.
"Come on, love, give him a big kiss, and let him know you love him," Tweezer kept up the pressure.
"No, it's dirty and smelly," I cried.
"Tim, fetch me the washrag from the bowl, and wash it good for her," Old Tweezer ordered.
Tim jumped up, dropping his blanket to the floor. I saw his cock standing tall as he went and retrieved the washcloth and returned and began to wash the enormous cock in front of me. Tim energetically washed Tweezer's cock, much to his delight.
"You like that boy? Do ya?" Old Tweezer laughed.
"Oh, yes, very much, I want it clean for Purdy's lips," Timothy offered.
"Yes, her mouth deserves a nice clean cock to suck, right lad?" Old Tweezer continued.
"Yes, I think it's ready for you now, Purdy," Timothy smiled as he stood there sporting a six-inch boner.
"Ok, Missy, when you're ready, go for it," Old Tweezer said.
"I'm not ready, I'll never be ready," I sobbed.
"But you said if it was clean, Purdy," Timothy said, disappointed in his sister.
"I said, what if it was clean, Timothy?" I continued.
"Well, you said you'd kiss and suck it for Mr. Tweezer," Timothy offered.
"I never!" I retorted.
"See Missy, even your brother thinks you owe him a good sucking," Old Tweezer offered.
"I've never sucked a cock before," I sobbed openly.
"I won't ever tell you sucked his cock, Purdy, if you do it," Timothy offered.
"Promise?" I cried.
"On our mother's grave," Timothy answered.
"Go on, Missy, it ain't going to suck itself," Old Tweezer finished the conversation.
I looked at the massive cock in front of me, sitting up a bit, and it was right in front of my face. I tentatively reached out and wrapped my hand around it. It was warm and moist. With my other hand, I finished my tankard of rum and set it down. Then I reached out and squeezed the head; it was soft and squishy.
"That's it, Missy," Tweezer said softly.
"You know, I never said I'd suck his cock, Timothy," I growled.
"Go on, Purdy, give it a good sucking for us, you can do it," Timothy responded.
Old tweezers grabbed my hand, wrapped around his cock, and began to pump it up and down. As I watched, mesmerized, I had this giant thing in my hand. After a minute, he pulled his hand away, and I freely stroked his cock for him. I closed my eyes and leaned in and kissed the head of his cock, and the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I stuck my tongue out and it slipped between the crack in the head of his cock, and my sinuses filled with the taste of a man's sex for the first time.
"Umm," I moaned softly.
I swirled my tongue around the head and then sucked the head of his cock into my mouth.
"Oh, Missy," Old Tweezer moaned.
I slid my mouth down further on his cock, stretching my lips out in the process, and I began to bob my head up and down on the monster cock.
"Get ready, lad, she's going to suck your's when she finishes with me," Old Tweezer said.
"Oh! She's going to suck my cock too, that's wonderful," Timothy said, delighted.
I felt old Tweezer's hand on the back of my head, and began pressing down, forcing more and more of his stiff cock into my mouth. My eyes began to water, and I felt the head tickle the top of my mouth by my throat.
"Umm, umm," I protested.
"Is my sister doing a good job?" Timothy asked excitedly.
"Yes, master Tim, she's eating my cock well, but she needs to take it all," Old Tweezer replied.
"You can do it, Purdy, take it all," my brother urged me on.
Old Tweezer pulled my legs up on the arm of the chair, and I curled up in his lap, as inch after inch of his cock was forced into my mouth.
"Ack, ack," I gagged as the tip of his cock entered my throat.
My lips flared around the stiff shaft as I fought off the feeling. For the next couple of minutes, I gagged on the tip of his cock as he pressed it further and further into my throat. Finally, he became impatient and shoved my head down on the cock, and it barreled into my throat. Tears welled up in my eyes. My nose touched his belly, and my bottom lip touched his huge ball sack. I fought to breathe through my nose as Timothy jumped up and down and danced with joy.
"You did it, Purdy, you did it," Timothy excitedly exclaimed.
"Alright, Missy, start sucking it again," Old Tweezer ordered.
I pulled my mouth off his cock four or five inches and then slid it back into my throat. I continued to do that for several minutes as Old Tweezer moaned with pleasure. I began to taste something salty in my mouth, again, its scent filled my sinuses, as I sucked the monster cock. His cock leaked more and more, and I swallowed every chance I got. Suddenly, I felt the fat shaft swell in my throat, and Old Tweezer grabbed my hair and pushed my mouth down on his cock as far as it could go.
"Oh, oh, fucking cunt," Old twezzer shouted,'
The tip of his cock exploded, and a tsunami of sperm shot down my throat. My eyes grew wide as with every jerk of his cock, another wave shot into my belly.
"Yes, yes, eat it, Purdy, eat it, every drop for Mr. Tweezer." My brother danced with joy.
Finally, the cock stopped pulsing, and the river of sperm stopped. Old Tweezer sat back, satisfied after shooting his load down my throat.
"Was it good, Mr. Tweezer? Did Purdy suck your cock good for you?" Timothy asked.
Old Tweezer pulled his cock out of my throat, and it dangled between his legs, beginning to lose its steam.
"Aye, with practice, she'll become a fine cocksucker," Old Tweezer offered.
The only sounds now were the storm raging outside and me trying to catch my breath. Old Tweezer tossed my blanket on the floor in front of his chair.
"Alright, Missy, on your knees for your brother," Old Tweezer ordered.
"Please, Timothy, don't make me suck your cock too," I begged.
Timothy didn't say a word. He stood up and walked over, standing in front of me. I'd just gotten his reply. His cock was hard and pulsed between his legs, a small crop of red hair on the top.
"Lift his cock up and give his balls a good sucking before you suck his cock," Old Tweezer ordered.
I lifted his cock and kissed his sack, they licking it as Timothy danced in place.
"You like your sister's lips on your balls, don't you, boy?" Old Tweezer asked with a dirty laugh.
"Oh yes, I want to feel this way all the time," Tomothy responded, and I sucked his sack into my mouth and bathed it. They had a musty, manly taste to them, yet not unpleasant. I sucked them for a few minutes before spitting them out and running my tongue up the underside of his cock. I looked him in the eyes as I kissed the crown and then took his cock into my mouth.
Timothy's cock was much smaller than Old Tweezers, and I took it all into my mouth and began to bob my head on it. Timothy squirmed and swuirmed as I sucked his cock, and he was already leaking his juices into my mouth. His juices, salty and sweet, I ate with great pleasure.
"She'll be sucking and shagging for you regularly now, boy," Old Tweezer told Timothy.
"Why's that? Mr. Tweezer," Timothy asked.
"Because she knows if she doesn't, you'll tell your parents, and she'll be living out here with the poor people," Old Tweezer explained.
"Oh, I see, that's good," Timothy replied.
"It's the same reason she's going to come and visit me and my friends regularly," Old Tweezer told me.
"Oh, yes, right, she will," Timothy stated.
My head bobbed on my brother's cock as he reached down and squeezed my breast.
"Ummm," I moaned.
"She likes that lad, twist her nipples a bit," Old Tweezer ordered.
Timothy pinched my nipples between his fingers, causing me to moan loudly.
"Aye, she's ripe for a good shagging now, laddy, you'll get your cock wet in that pussy soon enough," Old Tweezer told Timothy.
The thought was too much for my brother; he rose to his feet, and he erupted in my mouth.
Oh, oh, Purdy, suck it, suck it," he squealed as he came in a girl's mouth for the first time.
I swallowed my brother's sperm, the hair on the back of my neck standing up on end.
"Umm, umm, "I moaned as I felt a stirring between my legs.
Timothy pulled his failing cock from my mouth, and Old Tweexer helped me to my feet, as my brother hugged me.
"Oh, Purdy, you're to suck my cock every day from now on, dear sister," Timothy happily exclaimed.
Oh, Timothy, must I?" I cried, "What if mother or father were to catch us?"
"Don't fret, Purdy, we'll be careful," Timothy reassured me.
"Take her to the bed, lad, we'll both give her a right good fucking," Tweerzer announced.
"No, no, please don't, I want a proper husband someday, you'll soil me," I cried, as Timothy helped me onto the bed.
"Never mind those lofty dreams, Missy, you're ripe for buggering." Old Tweezer told me.
"Come on, Purdy, on your hands and knees, everything will be fine, you'll see," Tomothy reassured me.
Suddenly, there was a banging on the front door, and I thought I was being saved. Old Tweezer cursed and walked to the door as Timothy put me in position to be fucked. We watched as Old Tweezer opened the front door.
"What are you up to, Rumple Tweezer, you're burning the lantern late on a stormy night?" a tall, dark figure asked.
"Ah, damm you, William Money, bothering me at this time of night," Old Tweezer cursed.
The dark figure stepped inside and shook off the rain, throwing off his cloak and looking at Timothy and me. He stared at me as a chill ran down my back.
"Well, well, well, Tweezer, you've found us a young pussy to fuck, well done," Money exclaimed.
"Now, now, William, this is my and young Timothy's cunt to share," Tweezer answered back.
"Now, Tweezer, you wouldn't want the constable to find out where you're hiding out, would you?" Money threatened, while sizing me up.
"You bloody rascal, Money, fine, you can bugger her once young master and I get out fill," Old Tweezer agreed angrily.
Old Tweezer and Money approached the bed, and the men threw off their frocks and stood in front of the bed.
"Oh, God, no," I shrieked as I saw the size of the men's cocks.
William Money stood over six and a half feet tall and almost three hundred pounds, a hulking giant. Between his legs, stretching to his knees, was an enormous, fat, foot-long cock.
"Lad, wash Mr. Money's cock for your sister to suck, whilst I give her a stout fucking," Old Tweezer ordered.
"Yes, sir, right away," Timothy sprang to action.
Timothy dropped to his knees, picked up the huge cock, and began washing it as it began to grow. Tweezer and Money looked at me with lust in their eyes, and I knew I was in for it.
"Have you sucked a cock yet, laddy?" Money asked.
I watched as Timothy dropped his head as if he were ashamed, and then turned away.
"Well, boy, have you tasted a man's nut before?" Mr. Money continued.
It took a while, but Timothy finally answered.
"Yes, sir," he quietly said.
"Oh, my, Timothy," I exclaimed loudly.
"Well, who was it then?" Money asked impatiently, as I looked on, shocked.
"My father, the farmer we get our beef from, plus his foreman, and the three men at the slaughterhouse, where my father has our cows butchered," Timothy admitted tearfully.
"Aye, you're mouth is your father's coin purse. You open your mouth for cocks, and he gets his bill paid," Mr. Money laughed.
"Yes, sir, they wanted Purdy to do it, but my father said no," my brother admitted, much to my surprise.
"Ah, and do they bugger to too, boy," he continued.
"No, sir, but my father is going to let them next time we go there," Timothy explained.
"Well, lad, it will be broke in well by the time you get back there. Old Twezzer and I will make sure of that," Mr. Money assured.
"We'll set about the boy later, Money, remember you're a guest," Old Tweezer told his horny friend.
Tweezer climbed on the bed as I tried to recoil. He grabbed me by the hips and spun me, and I landed on my back, resting on my forearms. He grabbed my legs and spread them, pushing my legs toward my waist, my knees bending and offering him easy access to my moistening young pussy. Money was next to climb onto the bed, up by my face, his long, fat cock now fully erect and extremely frightening.
"Here, suck this," Money ordered.
"Purdy, do as he says, it's the biggest thing I've ever seen," Timothy offered, nervous for his sister.
As I stared at the throbbing cock in front of me, I gingerly grabbed the shaft and pulled it toward me. It was then I felt something between my legs, and I jumped as Old Tweezers' mouth sucked my bald pussy into his mouth, with chills running down my spine. Without thinking, I wrapped my lips around the massive cock head and sucked on it.
"Umm, umm, "I moaned in pleasure.
"That's it, Missy suck that cock," Mr. Money encouraged.
"All of it, Purdy, just like old Tweezer's, right down to the balls," Timothy ordered.
I felt Old Tweezer's tongue probing inside my pussy lips, slapping my little hard love bell, and I felt my juices flowing into his mouth as he sucked on me. I pulled off Money's cock for a second.
Oh, oh, yes, yes," I moaned as my lips returned to my project at hand.
My head began to bob on Money's cock as it began to disappear into my mouth.
"She can take it all, Mr Money, right down to your balls," Timothy announced.
"Yes, we found a good one here, I can't wait to get into her cunt," Money replied.
"You will, you will, just wait your turn," my brother offered.
My whole body tingled as my pussy was consumed, and my mouth worked an enormous cock closer and closer to ejaculation. Mr. Money's cock was thicker than Tweezers and posed more of a challenge to swallow.. My eyes watered as I slid the last of it into my throat.
"Look, look, you can see your cock in her throat," Timothy cried out.
The men laughed at my brother's exuberance, seeing his older sister getting it from both ends. I had been steadily feeling more and more aroused as Tweezer's tongue drove me wild, and I felt something coming to a head.
"Umm, umm, umm, umm," I moaned as my body shivered and pleasure ripped through my loins.
My sight was getting blurry, and my limbs shook as I came. Old Tweezer rose from between my legs, his beard glistening and coated with my thick, sweet syrup. He leaned back on his knees and smiled at Money.
"That is a fine-tasting twat," Old Tweezer announced.
"It didn't taste like pee?" Mr. Money asked, concentrating on getting his cock sucked.
"No, no, just like honey," Old Tweezer replied.
Old Tweezer stretched out his stiff cock and pressed it between my legs, running it between my pussy lips, causing me to jump. The head dipped into my fold, and he began to push forward.
"Are you ready for your first cock, Missy?" Old Tweezer asked.
I shook my head yes and fought to get a look at what was happening between my legs.
"Umm, umm, umm," I protested, the massive head trying to force itself inside my struggling pussy.
"Fuck is she tight, is she a virgin, boy?" Old Tweezer asked.
"Just the handle of her hairbrush and you, as far as I know, sir. But she's long overdue for a cock in her pussy," My brother told the men.
I wanted to die. How did he know about what I did with my hairbrush, unless he was spying on me? I was mortified he would share that, but then he was sharing and encouraging two lawless vagrants to share his sister's charms. Tweezers' relentless pushing eventually caused my pussy to open, and his cock popped inside with a shot of pain that hit me right in the brain.
"Umm, umm," I protested again as his fat cock began to stretch the tight lining of my pussy out and his cock descended into my sopping wet twat.
"Fuck him, Purdy, fuck him good," my brother encouraged.
My head bobbing on Mr. Money's cock was getting the desired results, and the tip of his cock began leaking cum into my mouth, a vile-tasting fluid. My cunt was now full of Old Tweezers cock, and he began to fuck me. His large sack of balls swung back and forth as he drove his stiff cock deeper and deeper into me.
"Umm, umm, umm," I moaned on each thrust.
Mr. Money's cock was leaking at an alarming rate, and I knew that soon, I'd be swallowing his massive load. I could feel his cock begin to swell in my mouth, and I felt a bump on my lower lip.
"Oh, oh, fuck, yes girl, yes," Money shrieked as his cock exploded into my throat.
Volley after volley of thick, vile-tasting sperm shot down my throat, as I tried not to gag on it.
"Eat it, Purdy, eat it all," Timothy encouraged.
Mr. Money's cock throbbed in my throat as his ball emptied into my stomach.
"Oh, you're going to be a great cocksucker, Missy," Money lamented as he pulled his cock from my throat.
Old Tweezer was really laying the pipe to me now, his balls making a slappin' noise on my butt.
"Oh, oh, please, Tweezer, go easy, she's brand new," I cried out, my mouth free of cock.
He paid no attention to me and continued fucking me hard.
"Purdy, does your pussy like being filled with cock," my brother asked.
"Umm, umm, oh, maybe, I don't know, yes," I embarrassingly admitted.
I felt a warmth in my loins, and a pleasure began to spread across me as Tweezers cock continued to sink inside my pussy. My body began to tingle, and I began to shiver.
"Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes," I cried out as I came on my first cock.
"Aye, your sister just got her first nut, thanks to old Tweezer," Money announced.
"Oh, Purdy, I'm so glad you like it. I'll have you fucking every day from now on," my brother danced for joy at the prospect.
Old Tweezer was huffing and puffing when I felt his cock jerk inside me.
"Fucking bloody hell, yes, yes," he cried out as his potent sperm filled my unprotected pussy.
"No, no, don't put your seed in my belly," I cried out in a panic.
Old Tweezer was jammed up tight in me, delivering his load far up inside my throbbing cunt.
"If it's not me, Missy, it will be one of my friends that plants the seed in your belly; it's just a matter of time," Old Tweezer explained.
Old Tweerzer pulled his cock out of me and crawled off the bed, his cock faltering, hanging half bent between his legs.
"Alright, Missy, up on your knees, and get ready to fuck me," Mr. Money ordered
I spun over in position for him.
"Please, sir, be gentle with her, you're so large and long," I sobbed, knowing I was going to get pounded by the massive organ.
"Little lasses like you are meant to fuck, and be fucked hard," Old Tweezer told me.
I felt the enormous head of Mony's cock slide through the lips of my throbbing pussy, before he pushed the head inside me.
"Oh, oh, sir, it's so big," I cried out.
"So you like your cocks big, do you, girl?" Old Tweezer asked.
"Oh, yes, sir, if you're gentle with my cunny, and don't hurt her," I pleaded.
Mr. Money steadily fed his cock to my sopping wet cunt. I could feel it stretching out my pussy as he sank deeper and deeper. Old Tweezer sat on the bed, looking at my brother with a devious smile on his face.
"Young master, come up on the bed with me, and curl up in my lap," Old Tweezer ordered my brother.
My brother obeyed, knowing what Old Tweezer wanted, his torso in his lap and legs extending onto the bed. Timothy grabbed Old Tweezers' lifeless cock and began to stroke it, kissing and licking the crown, as it began to grow.
"That's my lad, give Old Tweezer a good sucking," he ordered.
My body began to rock back and forth as Mr. Money began to fuck me, all while I watched Old Tweezer's cock disappear into my brother's mouth.
"Umm, umm, oh, oh, it's so big, Mr. Money," I exclaimed.
"Yes, yes, push your hips back and fuck it, Missy," Money ordered.
I pushed back and felt the squishy head slide further inside my already stuffed pussy.
"Umm, umm, oh, Mr. Money, I'm so full of cock," I cried out as I felt another orgasm building deep inside.
I looked back at Timothy, his eyes bulging out as Tweezers' hand forced his mouth further and further into his already full mouth. Timothy made a gurgling sound, and then the last four inches of Old Tweezers cock disappeared into my brother's throat. Tweezer grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled Timothy's mouth halfway out of his mouth and then slammed it back down, and that continued for some time. Finally, Old Tweezer pulled Tomothy's mouth off his cock.
"Alright, lad, stand up, spread your legs, and lie on the bed," Old Tweezer ordered.
"Yes, sir," my brother submissively said.
Timothy scrambled into position, not sure what would happen. Old Tweezer stuck his finger in the jar of lard and pulled out a finger full, spreading Timothy's butt cheeks before shoving the lard inside his anus.
"Oh, oh, what are you doing?" Timothy exclaimed in a panic.
"I'm getting you ready to get buggered good," Old Tweezer said.
"Oh, oh, please, you're much too large for my tiny bunghole, Mr. Tweezer," he wailed in fear.
"Nonsense, your sister will take both of us too, so don't cry like a baby," Old Tweezer said.
"Fine, but please be gentle, it's untouched." Timothy cried.
I watched as Old Tweezer lowered his cock between my brother's butt cheeks, the head disappearing between them. My brother rose to his tiptoes as Tweezer applied pressure to his straining bunghole.
"Ow, ow, ow," Timothy cried out.
Old Tweezer grabbed him by the hips and drove forward, driving the head of his cock into Timothy's unfurled rosebud.
"Agh, agh, agh, take it out, take it out, it's too big," Timothy wailed.
"That's the worst of it, boy, it will get easier from now on," Old Twezzer said, patting him on the back.
Meanwhile, Mr. Money's cock was stretching my cunt out and sinking deep inside me. He began to slide in and out of my numb pussy, I felt as though it was buzzing.
"Oh, oh, oh, Mr. Money, it's so big," I moaned.
I watched my brother still on his tippy toes, as Old Tweezers cock disappeared into his bowls, gently driving my brother back and forth with each thrust. Timothy's eyes were closed, and he was biting his lip as his anus fought to accommodate the massive cock working its way inside it.
"Umm, oh, don't fret, brother, just relax, it will be over soon, and now you'll be prepared for when Papa and his friends bugger you," I reasoned.
Both my brother's and my bodies rocked back and forth as the massive cocks fucked our tiny holes, the lining of our organs clinging to the cocks for dear life as they were pulled inside out with each withdrawal. The storm raged outside, thunder boomed, and lightning lit the cabin.
"Reach back and spread your butt cheeks for my lad," Old Tweezer ordered,
"Yes, sir Timothy tearfully answered.
Old Tweezer pulled half his cock out of my brother's overstuffed bowls and drove forward, burying his cock balls deep in poor Timothy's shitter.
"Aggh, aggh, oh, oh, you're ripping me in half," Timothy screamed.
Old Tweezer began to roughly bugger Timothy, his body flailing around on the bed like a rag doll, and Mr. Money drove his cock hard into my now full cunt. We were both getting fucked senseless by the two vagabonds. I felt the warmth beginning to build in my loins again, as the fat cock massaged the walls of my pussy.
"Yes, yes, fuck me, Money, fuck me, don't stop," I cried out in pleasure, causing me to turn beet red.
"Oh, fuck, Tweezer, you've hit the jackpot with these two," Mr. Money sighed as he pumped his cock in and out of my snatch.
"Aye, we'll be knee deep in pussy and asshole going forward," Old Tweezer agreed.
"Are you going to let Old Credence have a go at them?" Money asked.
"Hmm, I haven't thought of it," he responded, "That old black man has a sixteen-inch cock, I hear, he might ruin them."
"True, but he gets the lasses screaming for mercy," Mr. Money laughed.
I was reaching the end of the line and was about to explode. My eyes went hazy, and my entire body tingled and twitched.
Oh, oh, it's happening again, it feels so good," I cried out.
Pleasure ripped through my loins as I came, as Money continued to pound my poor, sore pussy.
I looked between my legs and saw Money's cock sliding in and out of me as the skin on my stomach bulged out when he thrusted into me.
"Oh, oh, fuck me," Money screamed as I felt his cock jerk inside me, triggering another wave of pleasure to rip through me.
"Umm, umm, yes fuck me, fuck me," I wailed.
Mr. Money pumped his seed deep inside me, as his cock jerked and swelled inside my achy pussy. He continued to fuck me until I felt his cock beginning to soften. My attention turned to my brother as Money pulled his cock out of me.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh, my brother grunted at each thrust of Old Tweezer's cock.
I sat in bed as Mr. Money's seed poured out of my cunt. My brother was not enjoying getting buggered; it showed on his face. Tweezers eyes rolled back in his head, and he slammed his cock home in my brother's ass.
"Oh, fucking hell," He screamed as his balls unloaded their seed into my brother's bowls.
His cock remained buried in Timothy's shitter for a few minutes before he pulled it out. Poor Timothy's rosebud was gone, replaced by a gaping hole, dripping Old Tweezers' seed from it.
"How was it, brother? Did you enjoy getting your ass buggered?" I asked.
"No, it hurt for a while, and then it stopped, but it was a strange feeling," Timothy shared.
"Well, Mr Money is going to bugger you next. I hope it goes better for you," I responded.
"And they'll both bugger you when they've finished with me," Timothy alerted me.
"Both of you shut your pie holes and get some rest, you've got a long night of sucking and fucking ahead of you," Old Tweezer told us.
"Spread your legs. Purdy, I'm going to shag you now," my brother ordered, climbing on the bed.
"I beg your pardon, you most certainly are not, sir," I announced.
"Spread your legs and let him fuck ya, Missy. It's for everyone now," Old Tweezer replied
"Yes, sir," I dejectedly replied.
I lay on my back and spread my legs as Timothy climbed between them, smiling.
"I'm getting sore, so go easy," I warned him.
"I will, Purdy, I know she's brand new," he sighed.
Timothy's hard cock slipped right inside me, and he began fucking me. His balls were slapping my ass and driving me forward. I wrapped my legs around his back as he pumped his hard cock in and out of my wet slot.
"Umm, oh, oh," I moaned as the cock stoked my fires inside.
"Purdy, your pussy feels like a silk purse around my cock," My brother moaned.
Mr. Money and Old Tweezer watched as I fucked my brother, smiling and making plans for my future use, arguing over which men and how many would be sampling my charms. As inexperienced as my brother was at sex, he was giving me a proper fucking, and my pussy responded.
"Yes, yes, brother fuck me fuck me I moaned as I felt the pleasure building despite my utter shame.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap, his balls spanked my butt cheeks as he drove his cock into my quivering snatch.
My body tingled as my orgasm built, and when Timothy exclaimed.
"Oh, oh, Purdy, I'm coming," I exploded.
"Yes, yes, Timothy, don't stop, I'm coming too," I squealed to the delight of Mr. Money and Old Tweezer.
Timothy collapsed on top of me as we recovered. I held him closely as we drifted off to sleep, as the storm raged outside.