I awoke to the pleasant sensation of someone gently massaging my left breast.
I say "someone", because for an instant, I did not know who it was. Vague recollections of the previous evening were coming back to me. Copious amounts of alcohol had been consumed, so it was no wonder that my memory was unclear. I do recall that my cousins Peter and Dave had returned with us to the cottage after the wedding and that we had all cooled off in the pool. Oh, and there were certain shenanigans that were coming to mind. Ultimately though, we crashed, and the boys needed somewhere to sleep, so I graciously offered them to share my queen bed, on the strict proviso that we fall asleep with no funny business. I can report that the boys kept their end of the bargain.
But now the sun was up, and it was another day, so apparently, for "someone" the rules slate was wiped clean.
Last night, when we went to bed, I was the meat in the sandwich, with one cousin either side of me. So who was this gentleman, giving me a wake up call? I glanced over my shoulder to be met with the smiling face of cousin Peter.
"Good morning, Julie," was all that he could say, as he tweaked with my nipple.
We were in the spoon position, and I could detect an erect penis pressed hard against my back.
"Good morning, Peter," I replied, as my hand reached behind me and wrapped itself around his morning wood.
"I had a great time last night, thank you and oh, thank your mum too," he added cheekily.
I recalled that Peter had dragged mum out of the pool and fucked her on the grass, while dad, me and Dave looked on admiringly. I also recall that just prior to that, Dave had me up against the side of the pool and fucked me from behind. Did I say there were some shenanigans last night?
"You are very welcome cuz," I honestly replied. It had been a fantastic night. The wedding was a blast and the after party one to remember.
I languidly stroked Peter's lovely cock. The brothers were blessed with magnificent penises, and they were skilled lovers. I could feel my pussy getting wet and I wanted that cock inside me. No time for foreplay. I was excited by the fact that one brother was going to fuck me while his brother lay asleep only inches away. It seemed so incredibly naughty. The trick was to do the deed without waking him up.
I guided Peter's cock to the entrance to my fanny. Lightly, he eased his knob in, and with no resistance, as my pussy was so terribly moist, he easily went all the way in. Mindful of his brother asleep next to me, he fucked me slowly and gently, building a smooth momentum. The feeling was sublime, his thick cock filling every inch of my pussy. With a free hand he was softly kneading my boobs.
There is nothing like a morning quickie and I knew that we could both cum fast, pure instant gratification without the need for a long, slow build up.
"I'm cumming," Peter softly whispered in my ear.
"Do it," I whispered back, "I'm cumming too."
With that I felt a torrent of cum fill my hot, moist cunt. Peter's cock pulsed inside me, as a shudder coursed through my body.
In the heat of the moment, I did not realise that my left arm was resting on brother Dave's shoulder, and in my passion, I gripped it tightly, awaking him from his slumber.
He awoke with a start, sitting up abruptly, momentarily unaware of his circumstances.
The scene was hilarious and there was no controlling the laughter as Peter and I reacted to his stunned face.
"Are you two rooting?' was all he could say.
"Oh, and good morning to you too Dave." I replied sarcastically, "we were rooting, until you so rudely interrupted us."
"Oh sorry, I could go back to sleep, but what am I going to do with this?" he said, pointing to his own raging morning wood.
"Hmmm, well, you can't accuse me of playing favourites, here I know what you can do with it," I said.
With that I rolled on my back and spread my legs. Dave hopped on top of me and with no effort he entered my gaping cunt, that had so lovingly been prepared for him only seconds before by his brother.
Two morning quickies I thought to myself. This is a first and what a way to start the day. I felt so terribly, terribly naughty, but at the same time on a sexual high that I had never experienced before. Never had I been in bed with two men, let alone my cousins. It felt doubly titillating that the man who just fucked me was watching on as I was getting fucked again.
Dave pumped away, my pussy was squelching, having been filled with Peter's massive load and my own cum. The feeling was exquisite, Dave's cock sliding effortlessly with such lubrication.
"Cum now Dave, I want it now," I begged him.
"Yes, yes," Dave mumbled, eager to cum for me.
For the second time in minutes, I experienced wave after wave of cum fill my pussy. I just knew that the sheets were going to be saturated. I could feel the jizz cascading down my legs, my vagina overflowing, unable to contain the tsunami of cum.
Dave rolled off and collapsed beside me. I was left panting on my back. Peter was on one elbow surveying the scene, no doubt well satisfied with the start to his day. He leant across and planted a gentle kiss on my lips. We lay silently, taking in the moment.
"Well that beats a morning wank!" was all Dave could say, reducing us all to tears of laughter.
Seems our ruckus had woken the parents as mum appeared at the open doorway.
"Good morning you lot," she said, "you've started early!"
