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"Cherry," I moaned as I humped my bare, virgin pussy into the large teddy bear lying atop me. He was my favorite stuffed animal--I had many--and my eighteen-year-old pussy tingled as I humped against his soft fur. "Cherry, Cherry, yes. I love you so much!"
I squeezed my eyes shut, not caring that my glasses were slipping on my face, as I humped harder and harder against my teddy bear. He was so soft atop me. I hugged him, my nipples tingling as I ground my pussy on him.
I wanted Cherry so badly. I wanted him to claim me like the men in the romance novels I read. To make love to me, to pleasure me. I wanted him to go down on me and make me cum so hard. I wanted to gasp and moan and reach new plateaus of pleasure.
My conversation over the phone with Sara, where I embarrassingly masturbated as she talked about her first time with Cherry last night, had left me horny for another orgasm. I needed it. So I ground so hard on my teddy bear. I moaned and gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head.
I stared into the teddy bear's black, button eyes. "Yes, yes, Cherry, you know what I need. Oh, you're the best big brother."
My pussy clenched. My clit tingled. The little bud ached as I humped against him, the furs tickling me. My bed creaked. Outside, a car started. I didn't care. I just wanted to explode on my teddy bear, to satiate the horny ache inside me so I could get back to reading.
I was so close. I trembled. My toes curled. I was on the verge of erupting. The waves of pleasure would flood through my body at any moment. I loved that moment of release and ached for Cherry to deliver me the same pleasure.
My pussy clenched. The pressure built. And--
Someone knocked at my door.
I let out a startled yelp, throwing my teddy bear off of me, my heart hammering. "Yes?"
"It's Sara, Cupcake," my cousin said. "I think we should talk."
"O-okay," I said, panic fluttering through me. I pushed my teddy bear to the edge of my bed--the right side lay flushed against my wall--joining my other stuffed animals. I pushed down my top and scrambled to grab my jean shorts as the doorknob turned.
"Sweetie, it's locked," Sara said.
"Just a moment," I groaned, grabbing my jean shorts. I didn't have time to find my panties. I yanked up the shorts, my body shuddering. I was so close to cumming. Why did she have to bother me now? No one ever bothered me. They let me stay in my room and read, lost to my books.
I didn't need anyone. I had my books to keep me company.
I fumbled with the jean shorts' fastener as Sara knocked again. "What are you doing in there, Cupcake?"
"Nothing," I gasped, my face flushed. I pushed up my glasses, my hair bouncing about my shoulders as I crossed my room and twisted the doorknob, the lock popping.
Sara stood on the other side, a mischievous smile on her face that made her almost look like Janhvi. I used to be close with Janhvi--she was the same age as me--when we were kids, but she got into sports and running while I liked books. So, according to her, she couldn't be friends with a nerd.
But Sara never teased me. She never really noticed me. Too busy playing with Cherry, running around with him, her clothing always dirty, her knees skinned. She could climb our chestnut tree like no one else.
I blinked at her. Today...she looked like Nidhhi. Not as busty, but dressed to show off her body. To please my brother. My cheeks warmed as she stepped in, glancing at her round breasts molded by her tank top. I bet Cherry loved her breasts.
I didn't have any. Not really. Just little A cup bumps. Puberty, it seemed, was skipping me. All the other women in the family had tits, even Janhvi, and I was left with a slim body with hardly any curves. No wonder Cherry loved Sara and hadn't even noticed me.
She inhaled, and her smile grew. "Doesn't smell like nothing in here?"
My cheeks burned hotter. It was a little...musty in here. My eyes flicked to my teddy bear and the obvious wet patch dampening the fur of his crotch. I wanted to melt into the floor as Sara moved to my bed, hopped on it, and grabbed my teddy bear. It was as tall as her when she sat down. Dad had won it for me at a carnival when I was ten.
"I heard girls masturbate this way," Sara said. "Humping against plushies."
"Sara," I groaned, closing the door. I knew we were alone in the house, but still, I didn't need anyone hearing about what I did in here just in case.
"What's it like humping against a stuffed animal?" Sara asked. "I just use my fingers and sometimes a pencil."
"Nice, I guess," I said, standing stiffly. Sara leaned back into my teddy bear like he was the back of a chair. It almost looked like the toy embrace her, his stout arms about her waist.
"Do you pretend it's Cherry?"
My eyes widened. "Of course not. He's my brother."
"And he's so sexy, right?" Sara said, patting the bed beside her. "Come on, Cupcake, don't just stand in the middle of your room. Sit down. Let's talk. Girls do that, you know?"
"I know," I said. "I just...didn't think you would... I mean, you're such a tomboy."
"But I'm still a girl." She smiled. "Cherry knows that, too."
I bit my lip, moving to the bed.
"It's okay if you masturbate to Cherry, Cupcake. I think it's hot."
"You...do?" I swallowed and sat down on the edge of my bed, looking at her.
"Come on, lean back against your wall of stuffed animals." Sara glanced at them all. "Uncle Chandu bought you most of these, right?"
I nodded. I moved back into them, feeling them against me.
"Did you ever masturbate to your dad?"
Her hazel eyes bored into mine. I swallowed, feeling so naked despite being clothed. I folded my hands over my lap, my pussy still so hot and itchy. I wanted to get back to masturbating. And now she was making me think of Dad. Cherry was Dad but younger.
I nodded my head once.
"It hit you hard, his death," Sara said, putting her arm around me, pulling me closer to her. I smelled something musty around her. Similar to my own pussy's scent. But there was something else, something salty and yet almost like bleach.
Was it Cherry? Did they have sex recently?
"I miss him," I admitted, my heart hammering. She turned her head, her blonde hair brushing mine. Sara was the only blonde in the family. Mom's hair color came out of a bottle. Dad liked her that way.
Does Cherry also like blondes? Should I bleach my hair?
"Cherry's missed you," she said. "You spend all your time in here. Alone. Closeted up." She smiled. "Masturbating."
"I don't spend all my time masturbating," I protested.
She grabbed my kindle lying on the foot of my bed. "Right. You do it all the time to all those naughty romances you read with that subscription program. I bet some of them are hot. Your pussy must be wet so often."
How did she know?
"I like to masturbate, too," Sara purred. "Every girl does. I know, sex is supposed to be bad, but it's not. It's so much fun in all of its forms."
"You like having sex with Cherry?"
"I love it," Sara breathed. "He's my man, Ananya. I would do anything for him."
"Anything?" I gasped.
"I would let him fuck my ass." She leaned in. "In fact, he did that this morning. I'm still sore from it, but I came so hard."
"Wow," I breathed. Some of the romances I read, especially the naughty ones, had anal in them. "I've...stuck my finger...back there."
"You naughty thing," Sara laughed.
"What else would you do for him?" I bit my lip.
"I'd share him," she said, her head leaning closer to mine. "If he wanted another girl, I would let her into his bed. I would love her with him."
My heart thudded faster and faster. "You wouldn't be...jealous?"
"It makes me happy serving him. It's how I show him my love. And he shows it back by telling me to do things." Her hand brushed my cheek, fingers so soft. She lifted my head, her lips lowering. "I would love to bring a girl to him. Someone beautiful and sexy and aching for her first time with a sexy man."
This couldn't be happening. I stood frozen as her lips moved closer and closer to mine. Was she talking about bringing me to Cherry? Sharing him with me?
I breathed in, smelling that musk. That scent of sex. Her and Cherry mixed together. And then her lips touched mine.
A girl's lips. They were so soft on mine. I trembled as her lips slowly worked against mine, kissing me, making me shiver in excitement. Tingles raced through my body. Her lips kissed me a little harder, a little bolder, almost begging me to kiss her back.
My lips moved. I shuddered. I was kissing my cousin. A girl. I was kissing a girl. This was so much. I couldn't believe this was happening. She really wanted to share me with my brother, her boyfriend.
My pussy clenched again. I struggled to breathe as we kissed. All these wonderful sensations rushed through my head. They made me dizzy. They made me shudder and shake. My hand reached out, grasping her arm, holding on to her for support.
Sara broke the kiss. "Mmm, you are so sweet, Cupcake."
I blinked, dazed, not sure what I should say.
And then she kissed me again. My eyes closed. Wonderful heat rushed through me. Tingles of delight. I wanted Cherry so bad, and if she wanted to share him with me, then I would kiss her. I would let her do anything to me.
I didn't fight her as she pressed me down on the bed, our kiss growing hotter. Her tongue brushed my lips. I knew what she wanted. I parted them. And now we were French kissing. I trembled, savoring her hot tongue in my mouth, brushing mine. This was so amazing. Some of my romances had lesbian sex in them, and those scenes had always made me tingle.
But I never knew I would actually do anything with a girl. I was straight. I had to be. I wanted Cherry so badly.
I moaned as her hand found the hem of my shirt. She pushed it up, her fingers caressing my skin. Downstairs, the door opened. I could hear two people enter the house. Footsteps thudded up the stairs, heavy.
Cherry's?
Was he coming to my room.
Sara's hand pushed up my top to expose my small, left breast. Her hand cupped the little mound, her thumb rubbing across my nipple. My small nub ached. I groaned, kissing her harder as my ears strained at the sounds in the house.
Cherry reached the second floor and walked down the hall. He was coming. He was coming to make love to me. My pussy clenched. I moaned into the kiss, savoring Sara's thumb massaging my nipple, my eyes locking on my door, hoping. I left the door unlocked. He could walk in.
But Cherry passed by my door. He headed up the attic stairs to his room.
Sara rolled my nipple. She broke my kiss, smiling down at me, her blonde hair brushing my cheek. "Mmm, you are getting good at kissing, sweet Cupcake." She looked down. "And that is the cutest nipple."
"Thanks," I breathed. I heard a TV come on upstairs. Cherry was watching TV or about to play video games. Maybe he didn't know about Sara bringing me to him. Maybe I would be a surprise.
Sara pulled out her phone from her pocket. "I need a pic," she smiled, snapping a picture of me. Her fingers played with her phone for a moment. "Mmm, I want to show Cherry."
"Yes," I breathed, nodding my head.
Sara pushed her phone back into her pocket and leaned down, sucking on my nipple. I gasped, my body undulating as her mouth loved my nipple, her cheeks hollowing. Such delicious delight raced through my body. I squirmed and gasped, my eyes fluttering as footsteps walked up the stairs.
Was it Nidhhi or my mom? I didn't care. I loved Sara's mouth sucking on my nipple. I grit my teeth, not wanting to call out as the footsteps reached the second floor. A rush of excitement shot through me.
I always felt it when masturbating, hearing people walk back and forth down the hallway, oblivious that I was in my room humping my teddy bear or rubbing my pussy. No one bothered me. The family ignored me.
"Sara," I moaned. "That's so--"
My bedroom door opened. Mom walked in. "Ananya, I was wondering if you wanted to... What the hell!"
Sara's head popped up from my breast. "Aunt Shriya!"
Mom stood in the hallway, her hair framing a livid face. My body went rigid. "What are you two filthy girls doing? You're cousins! And you're...doing disgusting things together."
"But..." Sara started to protest.
"No buts, Sara." Mom's eyes fell on me. I cringed. "And you, Ananya... I thought you were a good girl, not some sex-mad fiend fucking her cousin."
"Mom," I tried to say, flinching at her language. So coarse.
"Don't Mom me, young lady. Both of you are in so much trouble." She planted her hands on her fist. "If your father was alive, he would tan both your backsides. So I guess Cherry has to do it. He's the man of the house now."
"Cherry," I squeaked.
"Aunt Shriya, I'm older than Cherry. He can't spank me."
"Move your butts, young ladies," Mom hissed, her face thunderous. "Now! I won't take any more backtalk. We're marching up to Cherry's bedroom, and he will spank you both."
Tears burned in my eyes as Sara rolled off of me. I stood up, trembling.
"Pull your shirt down, Ananya," Mom snapped. "I can't believe it. My daughter and her cousin. Fooling around."
I covered my left breast and stumbled after Sara, my stomach twisting. We both walked with our heads bowed.
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legen..............................wait for it...........................................daryThat set them all off. Rich and Rob shot their loads at the same time, one onto each cheek, plastering her face with their cum, leering down at the mess they were making of her. 'Dirty girl,' Rob muttered. Mike and the others followed suit, shooting their thick hot loads into her still-open mouth -- what a champion cock-sucking slut she was! -- and all over her tits. They laughed at her cruelly as she coughed and spluttered on the stuff. 'Choke it down, you stupid slut,' Mike snarled at her. She swallowed what she could -- I swear, there must have been litres of the stuff -- the rest, she smeared over her face and tits. When they had finally finished painting her face, they stepped back to admire their handiwork.
'Worthless little whore.'
'Yeah, she knows what she is.'
'What a good little cock-sucker.'
'Nasty little bitch. Just a perfect little anal whore.'
Payal leaned back and looked down at her chest and navel with a sort of surprised and satisfied smile, their hot spunk dripping down her cheekbones and chin and onto her breasts. Her sore, perky tits had taken quite the beating this evening; now, they were quite literally glazed with cum. It was mesmerising. There was something supremely degrading about it -- that they'd marked her like this, made her their whore in defiling this intimate part of her femininity. She kept playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples and smearing the spunk all over herself, moaning in pleasure as she did so. She bent her neck down, and licked some of the cum off of her tits, sucking her tender nipples, relishing the attention the boys were still giving her and apparently really getting off on degrading herself for their amusement. She pouted up at them, letting the cum ooze from her lips and run onto her chin; she rubbed some of it into her face, and licked the rest off of her fingers seductively. After everything they'd done to her, she was still putting on a show, the consummate, filthy little slut. Finally, she sighed softly, worn out, but satisfied with a job well done.
Their fun over, exhausted, the boys looked a little sheepish. They had never even pretended that they were going to be gentle with her, but each I think felt that he had got a little carried away. Like I said, it's not often that you get a chance to rough up a beauty like Payal like that. How often could you defile a goddess? How often would she beg for more? The drugs were wearing off, and Rich in particular looked boyish and bashful. He cleared his throat awkwardly.
'Well,' he said. 'Thanks, you know. Um. That's the debt settled and everything. I'm sorry about the cards, we'd all been drinking, you know how it goes. It's been good fun. I, uh, I guess you'll want a towel.' He went to leave the room.
'Wait', she said. 'How much did I owe you again?' She was still absent-mindedly rubbing their spunk into her tits, unconcerned at the cum dripping from her chin and smeared across her cheeks.
'It was 4 Lakhs, all told. Don't worry, it's settled, it's more than settled. Forget about it.'
'What I'm asking is, was this worth 4 Lakhs to you? It must have been, right? Money well spent? And you can obviously afford it, yeah?' She looked up at them all from her position on the floor. 'I mean, given the chance, would you do it again, for 4 Lakhs? I'm still broke. I still need money.' She glanced over at me. 'If we got another girl involved, maybe you'd pay more?'
My heart went into my stomach.
'You ever seen a girl eat cum from another girl's ass? Lick the cum from her tits or face?'
'oh god!'
She was sizing me up now, stroking her cunt thoughtfully. 'I'm sure I could enjoy being made to suck cock from Sarah's ass, or having her spit your cum into my mouth. Or maybe you could force me to eat her pussy, I wouldn't fight it, not hard. She's pretty, isn't she? Would you like to see me cum all over her face? You could slap us both around, which you apparently enjoy. And you could film us, I don't mind. I've always wanted to be a film star.'
Rich cleared his throat, taken aback.
'Yeah, I guess, I mean, yes, I'm sure we'd be interested, but we don't expect any more from you today or anything. You've done a good job. You're, uh, a real team player.'
'What the fuck,' Jon mumbled.
'A team player?' she laughed. 'I'm a cum-drenched whore!'
Shaky on her legs -- somehow still in those ridiculous heels, after all that abuse -- she raised herself to her feet, and planted her hands on her hips. She spat some more cum onto her tits nonchalantly. Incredibly, despite the buckets of cum they'd unloaded on her face, and the multiple orgasms they'd all had down her throat or in her ass, some of the boys were showing signs of getting erect again. It dawned on me what was going through her head. Don't say it, you crazy bitch, for fuck's sake don't say it.
But before I could open my mouth, Payal pouted around at the lot of them, cum still oozing from the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her chest. She licked her lips. You unbelievable fucking whore, I thought.
'So how about it -- same time next week?'
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