For the first time, Elle realized that Marcus and Rafael were still in the room. Rather than be embarrassed, however, Elle felt relieved. Her face brightened unexpectedly, and she rounded Nat to approach the two boys. Nodding her head eagerly, she said, "Yes, yes! Your cum, too. I need cum from everybody."
Nat spoke up, "Elle, what are you saying?"
Elle turned to face her and said, "My mom told me that my medicine is just cum. And I believe her."
Nat couldn't believe what her friend was saying. "What? How does she know that?"
"I don't know, but I tried some of hers and it made me feel really good."
Nat was dumbfounded. She wondered if Elle understood what she was saying. Had her friend just admitted to tasting her mother's forbidden essence? She thought about Emily's peculiar behavior that weekend, about how she had disappeared with Elle upstairs during the movie. "Are you saying that you tried your mom's cum?"
Elle nodded her head. Absent-mindedly to herself, she said, "Hers didn't taste like the medicine. But my dad's kinda did this morning."
Nat choked, "This morning? But I was with you all morning."
A sly grin spread on Elle's face, and she said quietly through lusty eyes, "When he was tickling you."
Again Nat was astounded. She recalled the moment when Elle claimed to have "goosed" her father. She couldn't believe that the little Rowan had been tasting her father's cum.
Nat tried to be disgusted at first, but very quickly, she realized that wasn't her honest reaction. Indeed, that weekend had opened her mind in a lot of ways, and it somehow made sense to her that Elle's actions were little different than the familial bond she shared with her own sister.
Nat's chest tightened as she felt a mix of raw eroticism, thrilling taboo, and even a hint of possessiveness over her friend's dad. She thought back to her morning play time with Adrian and the burning desire she felt to couple with him a second time then and there in Emily's bedroom, even with Elle in the room watching. Still wet from her fingerbang with Marcus, her sex drizzled into her panties.
It barely registered with Marcus that Elle had confessed to having sexual relations with her parents. He only focused on the fact that she wanted to eat his cum. Like Nat, he, too, remained amorous from their make-out session and he was still rock hard. He spoke up with a roguish grin, "If we're gonna do this, we better be quick. You girls are on again, soon!" At that, he began to undo his pants.
Elle clapped in lusty glee.
Rafael interrupted, "What the fuck, man? Kaia is your girlfriend. I'm supposed to get Ellie or Elle or whatever her name is."
"She said she needed it from all of us, though," Marcus defended himself. He glanced toward Elle who nodded enthusiastically and licked her lips.
Nat felt a twinge of resentment that the two boys were fighting over Elle, especially toward Marcus, after the way he made her cum. She knew that the possessiveness she felt toward Adrian would have to be tempered, as she recognized that she would have to share him with Elle—the two of them being father and daughter guaranteed that. But she wasn't ready to share Marcus, too.
"Hold on a sec," she interjected. "What's fair is fair. We paired off. El— Ellie got Rafael and I got you, Marcus. And," she added with a wink, "as I recall, I owe you one."
With a grin, Marcus shrugged and walked over to his girl. "Alright, what's fair is fair. As long as I get mine."
Rafael went to the closet and tore the shifts off their hangers and bunched them up on the floor. "Here, kneel here," he requested of Elle. Still with her wrists bound, she obeyed, sinking to the floor while breathing heavily and rhythmically. Rafael glanced around nervously, then at his brother, and said to Elle, "Maybe we should get some privacy. In the closet?"
"Dude, be a man. Just do it," Marcus goaded.
Rafael huffed and unbuttoned his pants. He pulled them, along with his boxer briefs, down over his hips, showing off a small, flaccid penis.
Marcus chuckled, which drew a scornful gaze from his sibling. Rafael spat out, "Shut up, I'm nervous. It's my first time." Nat blushed on his behalf.
Marcus waved a hand. "Just wait. When you get to college, you'll get plenty of experience."
Nat startled at the revelation that her boyfriend was in college. She knew they were both older than she and Elle, but she had assumed they were both high schoolers.
Elle, however, didn't care. She was, instead, fixated on milking Rafael of all of his cum. She darted her head toward him and instantly licked a dewy bead of precum off the tip of the boy's glans. It tasted a lot like what her father had produced earlier that morning. It was salty, but satisfying.
"Holy shit," Rafael groaned weakly.
Elle followed it up with more licking all over his cock. She moaned in satisfaction as she savored his taste, and the boy began to grow.
Marcus watched for a few moments, but before too long Nat wanted some action of her own. She pushed her panties to the floor and stepped out of them, prying her boyfriend's gaze away from Elle's performance with his brother. She looked him in the eyes as she slipped the swimsuit bottoms she was to model up over her hips. "Okay, this is how it's going to be. Ellie really does need your cum, but I also don't want her having all the fun. I want you to fuck me, Marcus, okay? I want you to fuck me real good. I've done it before, so I can take it."
"Damn, you're so young, I thought I was for sure going to be your first."
Nat rolled her eyes. "Damn, I guess we'll have to close it up, then."
"Oh, come on, don't be like that," Marcus insisted.
"Then stop bitching. Besides, everybody knows virginity is a social construct." Marcus grinned widely and nodded, and Nat continued. "Anyway, you can fuck me, but when you feel like you need to cum, pull out and cum for her." She pointed at Elle, who was sucking readily. "Can you do that for me?"
"Oh, fuck yes," Marcus said.
While Elle serviced Rafael, she overheard her friend talking about fucking Marcus, which surprised her, even in her lusty state. She wondered when Nat had lost her virginity, and why she never shared that with her. Nat never kept secrets. But Elle's thoughts were redirected when suddenly Rafael grabbed her by the back of her head and began controlling their rhythm. Elle returned her full attention to him to avoid choking on an all-to-eager thrust.
Nat turned and bent over, placing her palms on the makeup counter. She looked into the mirror and gave herself a wicked smile. She felt depraved in this situation, yet wanton at the thrill. She was about to have sex for the second time in two days, this time with someone she had barely met. Having just come down from Marcus's finger banging, she still felt her lubrication flowing through her. She was ready for more. Through the mirror, she could also see Elle in the background, and noticed that Rafael had grown quite considerably in size under her attention. Watching inexperienced Elle finding her rhythm turned Nat on all the more.
She watched Marcus come up behind her and grip the waistband of her bikini bottoms, ready to rip them off, but Nat grabbed one of his wrists and scolded him, "Wait, I have to be ready to wear those for my next walk." The boy grunted in frustration, but nodded and reached behind her and pulled the crotch to the side, exposing her snug vulva once again. Nat caught herself blushing as she watched him stare at her bared private area, while with his free hand he unbuttoned his pants and released his cock.
Unlike his brother, Marcus was already very hard and needed no extra attention. He kicked Nat's legs wider and sidled up to her bottom, lining up the head of his cock to Nat's vaginal entrance.
"Yes, yes," Nat closed her eyes and hissed. Then she felt the boy suddenly invading her insides in one, swift motion. Her eyes popped wide open again. She caught her own astonished expression in the mirror and couldn't help but chuckle slightly at herself. Marcus didn't seem to take notice, however, and he was already pulling out and plunging back in again before Nat could mentally prepare for his blitz. As he bottomed out against her cervix, the girl winced in pleasure. Steadily, they built up a rhythm, until they were truly rutting in earnest.
Nat tore her focus away from her own euphoria to watch Elle in the mirror sucking off Rafael. She couldn't believe how lewd her friend looked, bound and virtually naked, while giving head to a boy who was barely an acquaintance. Elle alternated between licking up and down the boy's shaft and taking his cock completely into her mouth, bobbing her head upon it. Occasionally she would gag and come up for air, letting sticky strands of saliva and precum trail to the floor. The sight made Nat short of breath, and she felt the building warmth in her pussy as Marcus powered in and out of her.
Rafael glanced over and made eye contact with Nat. Watching her getting plowed from behind by his brother, suddenly he squeezed his eyes shut and let out a low groan. He pushed Elle off his cock by her forehead and started stroking himself furiously. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."
Elle whined and tried to dive back onto the younger brother's pulsing member, but he kept her at bay as his cock suddenly leapt up and spurted a creamy jet of cum into the girl's face. It streaked across her cheek and into her hair. Elle groaned loudly and opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue to catch the rest of his load. Rafael's aim improved as the next few pulses of jizz landed directly into her mouth.
When his orgasm began to subside, he lost the strength in his arm and crashed back into his chair. Elle gulped down what she had caught and quickly resumed her attachment to the boy's cock, drinking down the rest of his output and licking up the remaining mess.
Watching the action made Nat's own pleasure surge toward climax, but Marcus interrupted her reverie as he reached around to grasp her small but prominent breasts. The feel of his hands groping her made Nat forget all about Elle and she concentrated on her own ecstasy. When he twisted at her hardened nipples beneath her bikini top, her mind went blank and she groaned in pleasure. "Fuck my cunny, Marc."
"Fuck," Marcus declared, "this is the tightest pussy I've ever fucked."
Nat giggled mischievously through her groans. "That's because I've only ever had sex once before today," she confessed through rhythmic pants. She reached behind her to grab Marcus's head and bring him close to her. She whispered into his ear so as not to let Elle hear, "It was Ellie's dad. I fucked my best friend's daddy."
Nat's bizarre dirty talk was too much for Marcus and he could feel the heat of orgasm welling up from the base of his cock. "I'm close!" he shouted.
"I'm close, too!" Nat demanded, "Don't pull out until I cum!"
"But I'm gonna cum."
"Don't pull out!" Nat flailed one arm back to grab weakly for Marcus's hip, to stop him from going anywhere.
But Marcus wasn't going to pull out, anyway. She had granted him permission to keep going and he wasn't about to end their tryst of his own accord. Instead he picked up steam and the young girl rewarded him with ever louder cries. In an instant he was over the edge.
Nat suddenly felt her insides awash with his hot liquid. She could feel Marcus's girth pulsing inside of her, spilling his seed within her sex pocket. Her young body was inexperienced, but even so it understood the significance of the sensation. It was too erotic for her, and Nat came hard. Her legs trembled and quickly gave way, but she didn't need them. Marcus gripped her hips and lifted her feet off the ground. They dangled in the air with each thrust. She crashed forward onto the makeup counter, mashing breasts and cheek onto the surface, wailing as Marcus continued to bang his hips into her ass. He squeezed the last of his cum deep inside her, enjoying the sensation of her lubricious, velvety pussy. Her toes curled and her fingers scratched at the counter as the boy's load surged through her.
At long last, both of their orgasms subsided, and Marcus slipped from Nat's nether region. Panting, he zipped himself back into his pants and glanced at Elle, still tending to Rafael's soft cock. "Sorry," Marcus said, "I guess I'll have to give it to you next time."
Nat craned her head up, hair sticking to her sweaty face. She reached behind herself and dipped a finger into the moist folds of her sex, then pulled it out to examine it. "Fuck, you just came in me."
"You told me to," Marcus declared.
"I—I know," Nat was dazed. "I lost control."
Marcus shrugged sheepishly, but wore a proud grin. He had fucked her good.
Having cleaned Rafael off thoroughly, Elle pulled herself off of his cock and sat back on the floor, her bare ass on the cold concrete. She looked at Nat, "I need more medicine."
"I know, Elle, I know, but we messed up. Marcus's cum. It's inside of me now." Nat glanced up at the clock, "And we only have a minute before they come get us for our final walk."
Elle gave a grin through slit eyes and shuffled on her knees over to her friend. "I know how we can still get it." She approached Nat who was leaned with her butt against the edge of the vanity counter. She craned her neck up to her friend's hand, the one Nat had just inserted into herself, and licked up the shining melange upon it. "Yummy yummy," she smiled.
Nat got the hint immediately. She reached again inside of her pussy and scooped up some of the mixture of Marcus's cum and her vaginal fluids there within. Elle happily sucked them once again into her mouth, savoring what her friend was able to pull out with her fingers. Nat did this a few more times, Elle becoming ever more eager as more and more of Marcus's cum capitulated to gravity and slopped down from within Nat's slit.
But Elle began to feel an urgency and, as Nat pulled her sticky fingers from her vaginal sheath once more, Elle ignored them. Instead, she ducked between her friend's spread legs and positioned herself directly under the source.
Nat froze and she watched Elle, mouth opened wide between her thighs, waiting for a silky glob to slowly drip from her saturated snatch onto Elle's tongue. When Elle began to taste it, she tittered deliriously to herself.