No one in this story is under 18.
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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling even more restless than usual. Getting to sleep had been a chore, with the images of my brother's and my father's cocks in my mind. My plan had started out as a way to humiliate them the way I had been humiliated by them and to get even with them for the way they used my mother, but try as I might, I could no longer muster the anger.
Their cocks were increasingly on my mind. I thought back to me lying on the bathroom floor being fucked by TJ while Stephen pounded his huge cock down my throat as I lay there almost unconscious from lack of oxygen. I had blacked out as I had the most massive orgasm that I had ever experienced.
Suddenly, I noticed my hips were gyrating as my fingers had begun to massage my clitoris while thoughts of this afternoon ran through my head. It had not felt good. Stephens cock forced down my throat was painful and if I hadn't been used to his cock and my fathers, it may have damaged my throat.
But, the challenge of taking it excited me. The thought of being filthy excited me. Memories of being fucked by my father and both my brothers at the same time filled my mind as my fingers worked furiously on my pussy.
I got out of bed, tossing my panties aside and wearing nothing but a wife-beater that was stretched taut, straining to hold my large tits in, allowing the nipples to show through. My tits still hung heavy and full and bounced even though I was walking as quietly and stealthily as I could.
I made my way out of my room and across the hall to my brother's room. Even though they were in their twenties, they still shared a room. Our house wasn't large and there was no room for everyone to have their own room.
Being the only girl, I got a bedroom to myself, but it was small. They got the larger of the two bedrooms, but even their room, with two twin beds and two dressers, was tight. If I had had a sister rather than two brothers, I would be the one sharing a room.
I turned the doorknob, expecting someone to bark out a command to get away, but heard nothing. I pushed the door open slowly, with a very faint creak. I pushed it open until a trapezoid of light from the hall fell across Stephen's legs.
No one moved.
I stood and watched him sleep. The longer I watched, the more convinced I became that I could see the shape of his wondrous cock in the covers. Finally, the filth in my mind overpowered the reason, and I tip-toed in, pushing the door to behind me. I didn't push it far enough to latch it in case I had to make a quick exit, which was highly possible.
I stood beside his bed letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. I turned to check on TJ, and he was asleep as well. His cock was almost as magnificent as Steve's and I wanted it too.
My nerve crescendoed, and I dropped to my knees beside Stephens bed. I lifted the covers and began to touch his cock lightly through his underwear. I defined its flaccid length, still impressive, with my fingertip, barely touching it.
Electricity coursed through my body. Fear of getting caught was overshadowed by the desire to get caught. I wanted to awe him with the depth of my depravity.
I pulled down his shorts and took his stiffening member in my mouth. He awoke with a start and 'CRACK', he slapped me across the face.
"What the fuck" he said as I immediately took his cock back into my mouth, the side of my face stinging badly as I felt the blood rush to my cheek. I pumped his semi erect cock a couple of times before he slapped me off again.
Again I attacked his growing cock without a word. I just took it as deeply as I could as quickly as I could. Again, without a word, he smacked me hard enough to drive my face to the left. I looked him in the eye and attacked his cock again and again he smacked me, this time to the right. Without hesitation, I dove onto his stiff cock.
He pulled his hand back to smack me again. Looking into his eyes, I gave him an almost imperceptible nod. His hand flew harder still. My face was on fire. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth and began to kiss the tip. He smacked me again. I licked the area right behind and below the head. He smacked me again. I took the head in my mouth, and he smacked me yet again.
I could feel moisture dripping down my thighs as my face was on fire. I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop. I took his cock in my mouth and pushed to the limit. Gagging, I pulled off only to dive right back down, pushing just a little further. Over and over I kept forcing his huge cock down my throat.
He was pumping against me now, and his balls pressed against my chin. I buried my face against him, not letting him pull out until I felt his hands behind my head. Holding me, he fucked my mouth mercilessly, his huge cock punishing my throat as it opened it up over and over.
