Liam was panting hard, clearly loving how tight she was—it felt as virgin-tight as a first time. Chloe looked up at me, her eyes pleading:
"Ethan, please... it hurts! Rub my pussy to make it feel better!"
I couldn't hold back anymore. I moved in, stroking her clit and sliding three fingers deep into her soaking wet pussy. Her moans of pain instantly turned into whimpers of pure ecstasy. I pumped my fingers inside her, then pulled them out to massage her bush, her clit, and her swollen lips, before diving back in to search for her G-spot.
"Oh god, that feels so good, Ethan... so good! Ah! Put your cock in my mouth! I want to suck it, please... where is it?"
The moment I brought my hard meat close to her face, she wrapped her hand around it, jerking me off with a loose, teasing grip that drove my arousal through the roof. I loved how seductive she was—so much more sensual and intimate than the aggressive way that American woman had sucked us off earlier. She licked the head, sucked the tip, and then took the entire shaft deep down her throat. I could feel Pre-cum leaking from the sheer pleasure.
While she was busy giving me a blowout, I flipped around and buried my face between her thighs, eating her out hungrily. Liam was still steadily pumping into her backside, keeping a careful rhythm so he wouldn't slip out. Once my mouth was completely coated in her sweet juices, I spread her thighs wide and lined my cock up with her pussy.
Because Liam’s dick was stretching her lower wall from her anus, sliding in was a bit tighter than usual. I could actually feel the hard warmth of my brother’s shaft through the thin vaginal wall separating us. But once we found our groove and I buried my meat all the way to the hilt, the sensation was out of this world. Our two cocks were sliding parallel to one another, separated only by a thin layer of flesh. Honestly, it felt much better than it did with Sarah that morning.
Chloe wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down into a deep, wet tongue-kiss. She was salivating so much from the intense pleasure that I had to keep lifting my head just to swallow. We were right in the middle of a blissful rhythm when Liam started complaining about the weight:
"Alright, let's move this to the bed! I can't hold this up anymore. You two easily weigh over three hundred pounds together!"
Chloe was the fastest to move. She ran to the bedroom, threw herself onto the mattress, and immediately started rubbing her clit with her thumb while sliding three fingers deep into her own pussy to keep the fire burning. The way she moaned, gasped, and stared at us with unbridled, shameless lust reminded me of an exotic dancer.
Seeing her like that made me painfully hard. I had to stroke my own dick just to keep from exploding, but I kept my manners and let my older brother take the first turn. Liam climbed onto the bed behind her, rubbing his hard-on against her cheeks to get himself ready. He reached down, scooped up some of her wet pussy juice, and slicked up her asshole again. The moment he slid in and started pumping, I knew her beautiful, dripping pussy was all mine.
I dove in, my tongue licking everything from her soft bush all the way down to her asshole where Liam was buried. Chloe whimpered, squeezing her own tits and grabbing my hair to pull me flat against her crotch. The heavy, musky scent of her pussy drove me feral. I lined up my dick and with one hard thrust, I buried it deep inside her paradise. Missionary on the bed was a million times better than the couch.
I gripped Liam’s shoulders to stabilize our rhythm, locked my mouth onto Chloe's lips, and started a heavy cadence: ten deep, heavy strokes, ten shallow ones, and the moment I plunged deep again, Chloe shrieked:
"Oh god, Ethan! You're hitting it so deep! Yes!"