She!

Chapter 9

Their mother had given them firm orders to wake me before it got dark but, as young boys often do, they'd gotten interested in something else and lost track of time. I'd fallen asleep sometime in the afternoon, the sun still warm on the expanses of naked skin that showed around the tiny green bikini. Though it was mid-summer, the night air was chilly on my reddened skin.

Picking up my suntan lotion and book, I walked through the sliding glass door into the kitchen. I didn't have to use any imagination to know where the boys were. I could hear their play clearly as they wrestled in the family room.

I put my things on the kitchen counter near the door, where I often left them, and went to the family room. Dressed only in swimsuits, both boys had red spots and welts on their bodies from what had obviously been an extended wrestling match.

"Boys!" I yelled at them. They laughed between themselves, taking no heed of me at all. "Stop it! You're not supposed to wrestle in here! You'll break something! Now stop!"

Finally they did in a noisy, energy-filled tangle that threatened to break into continued wrestling at the next moment. I walked close to them, bending to separate them.

As if they hadn't even declared a momentary truce, Billy grabbed my arm with the same level of exuberance he had been demonstrating with his brother a moment before.

"Now quit!" I screamed as he started pulling me down. Marshall took the cue and grabbed my wrist and, though not as effective in holding it as Billy was with his added strength, threw me off balance. Billy growled then, pulling harder until I fell to my knees, twisted sideways and off balance. My long hair fell over my face and obscured even what was happening.

Marshall, who might not be as strong as Billy, was even more wildly active – a state that gained him a draw in most cases with his brother. He jumped onto my shoulder and pressed me down toward the floor in a laughing heap. Frustratingly, Marshall still had one of my arms pinned to my side while Billy held the other. I was on my side with hair obscuring my vision, unable to push it away.

"Boys, stop it!" I said, getting mad.

"Come on, sis," Billy said. "It's okay."

"No! Now let me go and stop it right now!"

"Oh wow!" Billy said from beside me, still holding on to me. "You have really great tits."

"What?" I said. I had a terrible feeling that one of us had accidentally pulled the string that held my bikini top on. At best, it was meant to just barely hold the top on. Wrestling was not the best situation. "Let me go! Right now!"

Instead, he pushed hard and I was on my back with him still holding my arm, the other trapped below his body and his sweaty chest and stomach pressed against my naked breasts.

My body was no longer a major novelty to the boys who had continued to take advantage of quiet moments to get me alone. They seemed to arrange something at least once a week. They continued to come into the shower every now and then and touch and play with my breasts and pussy until I'd come. In return, they asked only that I suck them or beat them off while they kissed me. But they'd been getting increasingly aggressive and less careful in their choices of times and places.

Once they had even gotten me to do it in the field behind the house.

I thought I knew what was coming even as Billy told Marshall to take my bikini bottom off.

"Not now, boys. What if your parents should come in?"

"Oh, they went out just a little while ago," Marshall said as he took his brother's directive to heart and pulled the string on my bikini bottom. "Now lick her, Marsh."

I tried half-heartedly to resist but I was firmly held on my back and I didn't really want to kick Marshall and possibly hurt him. He pushed my knees apart and followed his brother's directive. Mmm. It still felt good to have someone do that.

Billy continued to hold me down though I didn't fight anymore, feeling the younger boy's tongue lapping at my sweaty clit. I was almost at the edge that spelled no return when Billy spoke again. I groaned as I felt Marshall move away. I hadn't really heard what Billy said. Then, in a quick motion, he jumped off me and turned, placing himself between my still spread legs.

"Hold that arm," he said, still holding my other wrist. Then I felt him probing at my pussy. I shook my head and looked down across my naked front to see him pressing his penis into me.

"Billy!" I said less convincingly than I would have wanted. "Don't. You shouldn't." I tried to free myself but couldn't as he plunged easily into me. He'd never done this before. "Billy?" I moaned as he started to ride me wildly. It was different than any similar experience I'd had. Different and exciting.

Then I decided that two could play at this and twisted, pushing him over sideways and ending up on top of him. He still held my wrists though I could look at him below me now, my hair out of my eyes and dangling down over my shoulders and tickling my hard nipples.

I sat back and tried to pull my wrists free but he still held on. His penis was driven very deep into me in the process, though.

"Hey, sis?" I heard behind me from Marshall. "I want to fuck you, too." He had to have everything his brother had.

"You've got to wait your turn," Billy said in his typical big brother tone.

"Huh uh," Marshall said. "Not if I put it in here." He pressed against my asshole with a finger.

"No, Marshall!" I hissed. "That hurts!"

"Well, I know," he said and ran from the room. In a second he was back and squirted some suntan lotion on my ass. Then he took his finger and plunged it into me in a single stroke.

"No!" I screamed. "Don't do that!" But he kept the finger in motion as he giggled with his triumph.

"I'll bet I could fuck you too if I put it in there. Huh?"

"No!" I snapped. "No! Don't you dare."

"Hold on, Billy," he said and I felt him probing at my asshole with his penis. "Hey neat!" he said. Billy pulled my upper body forward a little. "Yeah, that's it," Marshall said. I could feel his legs against my butt.

"Boys!" I said again more quietly. But now I wasn't sure I wanted loose. It felt great. Marshall's arms went around under my ribcage, locking and holding me. I was truly helpless to resist them even if I'd whole-heartedly wanted to.

Then I heard the key in the door and panic surged through me, making me work hard to try to get loose. I don't know whether the boys didn't hear it or didn't care.

"Somebody's coming home!" I hissed. "Let me go." Apparently Billy hadn't heard and just laughed as if that were another ploy to get free. Then I heard Minni at the entry to the family room.

"Oh, wow!" she said. "What are you guys doing?"

"Minni!" I said loudly. "Help me!"

"Hey, Min," Billy said from below me. I looked sideways through my hair and saw her open-mouthed look at us. But instead of doing something to help me or to at least stop Marshall, she just sat down on the couch and stared, her mouth still open.

"They're both fucking you," she said.

"Yes!" I screamed. "Now will you stop them?" She just continued to stare, my frustration level rising. Billy pumped into me again and I moaned. Obviously, Marshall felt it or heard me and started pumping himself into me again with no related speed to Billy's.

Billy moved rather erratically in and out of me with slow strokes. Marshall pumped me like he beat off – fast and frenzied. Then Marshall moved his hand down and started rubbing my clit and, seeing that, Billy released my wrists and grabbed my nipples roughly.

I could only put my head back and feel the result of the double penetration and the manipulation of all my sensitive parts. Marshall suddenly came in my ass and I could feel come there. His first time. That set mine off in a big way, the world going dark for a second before it exploded. Billy was filling my cunt with his young sperm when I could feel my body again.

We all fell into a heaving pile that, I think, took Billy's breath away with the weight on his chest.

"Uncle," he groaned.

"Oh, wow!" was all Minni could say. She hadn't even moved.

Marshall took pity on his brother and pulled free of me and rolled onto his back on the floor next to us. I lifted myself off him and realized immediately that I was leaking down my leg. I ran for the bathroom with my hand over my pussy, trying to hold it in so it wouldn't stain the rug.

I sat in the bathroom for a long time before I was reasonably sure I was not going to leak too badly. The two boys, in combination to my own contributions, had produced a fantastic amount of come.

Since I was nude, I grabbed Minni's robe from the closet before I left the room. The silky robe wasn't terribly effective, belting loose with just a little crisscross and not much length, but it was better than nothing. I grinned as I walked into the family room and saw them.

Again they were wrestling but this time Minni was the prime interest of their efforts and she never had been much good at wrestling. Standing in the middle of the room, Billy held her arms spread, his hands locked behind her neck in a full nelson. Marshall was in front of her, unbuttoning her dress down the front. I already knew what they were going to find since I'd been in the room for a few minutes when she was getting ready to go out with Paul. She'd decided to provide as little obstruction to anything he might want to do as possible. She was wearing only thigh high stockings under the dress.

"Sue! Help me!" she said as she tried to kick at Marshall as he stepped aside easily. I was sure she hadn't really meant to kick him with her high heel because he could have been seriously hurt.

"I remember how much help you were to me!" I said.

"Well! But help me, okay?" I just smiled. I could see her frustration building as mine had at the helplessness of wrestling with both the boys. They seemed to have nine sets of hands and every time you thought you were free, there was another one there to grab you. "Marshall!" she yelled. "Stop it! Billy, let me go!"

In a moment, Marshall had finished unbuttoning her dress – unscathed by her feints toward him. In a blur of motion, Billy changed his hold so he held her wrists behind her back and she winced with a little pain. That distracted her from what Marshall did, pushing the shoulders of the dress off and down her arms.

"Okay," the younger boy said, wrapping both arms around one of Minni's arms. "Pull it off her arm." Billy did it before retrieving her wrist. Marshall repeated the actions exactly and the dress fell to the floor.

Minni is a full cup size smaller than me and with smaller pink nipples and considerably smaller areolas surrounding them. Her nipples still point upward when they're hard, like they were now, and the flesh bounces when she moves. They were bouncing now as she tried to free herself.

Billy put a foot behind Minni's ankles and pulled so they both fell to the rug. Neither of the boys had put their swimsuits back on and I could see now that they were both ready for more of what they'd started with me.

"Get the suntan lotion, Marshall," Billy huffed through the effort of holding the squirming girl.

"What are you going to do?" she asked, her voice shaking.

"You know, sis. Come on." She moaned as Marshall put his already greasy finger in her ass as he had mine.

"Ow, oh. No! No, don't do that!"

"Put some on me, Marshall." I watched as the younger boy liberally applied lotion to Billy's dick and used his hand to spread it. Then looking under Minni almost like a mechanic looks under a car, he guided Billy to her asshole. She seemed to go berserk, her legs kicking and her body bucking.

"No! No! Billy! No! Marshall! Ow! Ow!" I wondered if it really hurt or if it was just the shock of the first time having this done to her. I went over and squatted down beside she and Billy's head.

"Are you really hurt?" I asked. She licked her lips and her bottom squirmed, but she didn't say anything for a minute.

"It hurts," she moaned but it didn't sound very convincing. She didn't even see Marshall as he spread her knees, possibly thinking he was helping or something. Certainly Billy probably hurt less in her rectum with her legs spread this way.

But Marshall was looking at the lush growth of dark pubic hair that was raised toward him and the dripping fluid coming out of her opened pussy. Or maybe he was looking at her swollen clit. I wasn't too sure but it only mattered for the fraction of a second it took him to make up his mind and crawl up between her legs and guide himself into her pussy.

"Hey, that's neat," Billy said. "I don't remember feeling you move inside when we were doing this to Sue."

"Yeah, I felt it," Marshall said. Both were puffing with excitement and exertion. Now Minni looked as if she'd given up.

Actually, her mouth open and head back over Billy's shoulder was a counterpoint to her hips that were moving in and out between the boys.

"You're fucking me," she moaned, re-wetting her lips. "God! You're fucking me."

"Naw, sis," Billy said with a grin. "We're just in ya. We're not fucking you yet."

"What?" she said. Billy pushed up into her and she sucked in her breath hard. "Oh!"

"Can I fuck her now?" Marshall said.

"Hey. You're on top. You do what you want."

"All right!" he sighed and began pumping into her. I moved to their sides and put my hand on his butt.

"Slower, Marshall. And come way out and then back in." He did it and Minni drew up her legs, spreading herself further. Her high heels came off the floor and just touched Marshall's ass.

As both boys started moving in her, her heels began pushing harder into his bottom. I moved back to their heads, sitting on my knees, and reached down to play with her nipples.

"Wow! That's neat," Billy said. I looked down at him and saw that he was looking straight up under the robe. Minni heard it too and opened her eyes. At the time, her mouth was only about three inches away from it.

"Oh, Sue. Untie the robe," Minni said. I did and Billy let out another "Oh Wow!" "I want it!" she hissed. "Please Sue! Let me."

I moved the three inches and felt her tongue on my clit. When she spoke, her hot breath washed across it.

"Fuck me, Billy," and her tongue was inside me. Her center was rolling backward and forward. She was moaning loudly but it felt like a vibrator between my legs. She was talking as she sucked on my juices and licked up to my clit but I couldn't understand her. I pinched her nipples.

Then she was screaming against me and her legs were clenching and unclenching around Marshall's hips and waist. When Billy's finger pierced my asshole, I lost track of what happened for several minutes. When I opened my eyes, all motion had stilled. I dropped back on my heels and looked down at Minni's shiny wet face.

"Oh," she moaned. "There can't be anything better than that."

Marshall rolled off to the side then, still active and smiling.

"Can we do it again?" he said brightly.

"No!" all three of us chorused and then laughed.

"We better get dressed. Mom and dad could be home any minute."

Minni rolled toward the side and grabbed her dress but made no move to put it on. Marshall threw Billy's swimsuit at him and started trying to get his back on his legs.

At that moment, I heard the key in the door.

"Quick!" I said. "There they are."

Billy was a ball of action and Minni was standing up now, trying to button the dress. I just tied the robe quickly and pushed her hand away from the bottom buttons to help her. She straightened and started from the top. We moved toward the couch together as we buttoned.

"Hello, kids!" Molly's voice sang from the entry as we all plopped down like statues, looking at the TV like we'd been staring at it for hours.

"Hi, mom!" we all said, almost in unison.

"Hey, I need something to drink really bad," Minni said, squeezing my leg. I agreed. "You guys want something to drink?" she asked and both of them said yes.

Marshall, his young mind still easily distracted or redirected, only nodded, already entranced by the TV movie.

We almost ran into Molly in the doorway as she was coming in and we were going out to the kitchen.

"We were just going to get a drink," I said. She turned as if it were her duty to help.

"I think there's some Coke cold and maybe some Kool-Aid," she said.

Molly had gone ahead to the family room, leaving Minni and I to get our drinks when Phil came in the kitchen door from putting the car in the garage. He smiled as he saw us, his eyes flicking back and forth from one to the other of us, looking us both up and down.

"My girls!" he said with a grin as he spread his arms and let us meet him in the middle of the room.

"Hi dad," Minni said as she hugged him and kissed his cheek. I joined her and his hand went around my waist.

"Did you have a good time?" Minni asked as he released her.

"Of course," he said. "I always have a wonderful time with your mother. You know that." His hand rested on my bottom, warm through the single thin layer of material. "Getting drinks? That sounds good. Is there still some Coke?"

"Sure," I said and turned to the refrig. Minni picked up two of the glasses and left the room as I got another glass and poured it for Phil.

"What are you wearing under that robe?" he whispered. I smiled.

"Nothing."

"Great! I needed to know that," he said sarcastically. "I was already having a hard time keeping my hands off you." I jumped when his hand went around my waist from where he stood behind me, into the front opening of the robe, and between my legs. I pushed his hand away, blushed, and looked at the door.

"Don't," I said. "Not here." He leaned his head over my shoulder, reached around me from both sides, and covered both my breasts with his big hands. "Don't, Phil. We'll get caught."

"I guess you're right," he moaned, still kneading my breasts. "I just had to do it though." He moved back a step and let me go so I could put the Coke back in the refrig. I waited for him to pick up his drink before I picked up the other two and followed him.

I handed Marshall his drink and sat down, curling one foot under me. Phil sat down in his chair. We laughed at the movie.

The way we were sitting now, Molly and the boys were a little in front of Phil, Minni, and me and I was slightly behind Minni. I felt his eyes on me before I saw him. When I met his eyes, he grinned and looked down my body. Following his eyes, I looked down and saw that he was probably looking under the bottom of my robe unhindered. I sighed and decided I couldn't help it. I just sat still and enjoyed the movie. And his eyes devouring my body.