Sara by Sara

I felt great desire but also a sense of duty to do as my new best friend…my sister…had asked. I unscrewed the top, and complied. Before I even finished the second drag that familiar rush I’d felt a few minutes ago started to come over me. And as before, I no longer just wanted George’s cock, I was compelled to bury it deep within my nether regions.He plunged inside me. He flipped me over on my belly. I was now laying beside Sally. I looked at her, and I soon discovered the same moans and squeals coming from my own throat as I’d heard coming from hers. Now we were both speaking the strange new language. We looked at each other, as our asses were both deliciously ravaged by cock. We bucked together, we moaned together, we stared deeply into each others eyes. I felt George’s thrusts take on new urgency. I returned my focus to him.With his cock buried deep inside my ass, I felt an explosion of warm thick semen into my belly…three huge shots, and then a fading fourth and fifth. I had nothing to compare it to, but what an incredible cumload.
Later, we talked for hours before we all fell into a blissful sleep on my king-size bed.
I was eternally a sissy cock worshipping whore…I had become this thing over the course of one sweet,mysterious, perverted day against which all the other days of my life could be measured and found wanting. Before falling to sleep, I positioned my mouth in front of Sam’s now flaccid cock, got comfortable, and gently suckled on him. I tasted Sally, I tasted his cum, I tasted the earthy combination of all things cock. And I drifted off.