"Suck your own cock," she said, the words badly distorted by the penis in her mouth.
"Well, at least pump me faster."
She did, pumping her fist at a ridiculous speed until Danny swatted her hand away. "I didn't say switch it to super-wank," he laughed. "Fine, you give Till a nice blow job and just fend for myself like usual."
Elaine held her lips over the swollen head of Tillman's cock, swirling her tongue around it and probing its opening lightly. Then she sucked it deeper, using her lips to pull the foreskin over the glans and down again, and again, and again until she brought her hands back into play and tried to get his scrotum into her mouth. She couldn't do that and still keep the vibrator inside of her, so she gave up and licked over the shaft instead.
Tillman was overwhelmed by the ministrations of her lips and tongue. His cock twitched, seeming to swell slightly, and a small moan escape his lips as he felt his climax rushing to over come him. He was going to explode any minute.
Elaine felt his reaction and sat back then, pulling on his cock, saying, "On my face. I want you both to cum on my face." Stroking him and pulling him up gently by his dick, she kept her eyes on his and kept that lusty half smile on her face. She reached for her brother's cock again. "You too, mister," she sighed. "Squirt on me."
Both of the young men stood. Tillman was directly before her, his feet straddling her bent knees, as she took him back into her mouth briefly. Danny was at her right side, holding the left side of her head as she stroked him in a rather negligent manner and concentrated on Tillman's huge rod.
"Ah, ah, I'm . . ." Tillman shivered, his cock throbbing, and then he released a spurt of jism that Elaine pumped directly onto the center of her forehead. Smiling, she tilted her head back just a bit, pumping, and the next shot was huge, coating the left side of her nose and running thickly down her cheek and past the corner of her mouth and dripping onto her chest. She directed the next shot at her right cheek, closing her eyes just in time to avoid being blinded. When she opened her eyes, a couple strands of Tillman's cum roped across from her top to bottom eye lashes.
That was when Elaine's orgasm over took her. It rumbled, rolled, and nearly knocked her back to her butt. Her whole body trembled, and when another shot of cum hit her forehead, it seemed to prompt another, larger burst of sensation. She let go of Tillman's still spewing cock to support herself crouching on the vibrator. He gripped himself and the back of her head, squeezing out the last drops of his juice onto Elaine's lips.
Tillman fell back on the bed, fulfilled, and watched as his friend stood pumping himself at his sister's shoulder. Elaine was still cumming. A tear had escaped one eye, as though the pleasure was so intense that it hurt. Finally, she stumbled to the side, sitting on her left hip and nearly falling. Danny held her up by the hair, still pumping, moving with her motion to keep his cock near her cheek.
And then he blasted a load onto his sister's face that painted her right cheek with a thick coat of pearly liquid. He squirted into her hair, and even a bit in her right ear. Finally, he was done, too. He fell onto the bed beside Tillman and watched his sister sit trembling on the floor.
"Oh, shit," she said. She was trembling as though she was cold, and she could barely get the words out. "Oh, man, man, I swear I've never . . . cum like that before. Mother fucker. Oh, God." Smiling now. Seeming delirious. "Almost perfect. Too bad Dad wasn't here, too. That would have been perfect."
Tillman watched Elaine closely and weighed her words carefully. Was that just talk, or did Elaine have something going with her dad? Weird. He wouldn't have pictured any of the Porters to be this kind of people before this week. There was no saying what else they were up to. She had pumped her brother's cock so easily, as though it was no big deal. Man, if his sister was like that, they'd never fight again.
