Misc. Erotica My Brother and the bullies

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Chapter- 20





 
“I’m back…do you like my big cock…don’t you…” Javed said. “Oooohhhh….yyyeeessssss…give me your monster cock….please….” I replied. “Okay bitch…you got it…” Javed replied and with that, he put me on the crook of his left arm while his meaty fingers of his hand slid under the garter belt which was still circling my waist and tore off in few seconds’ belt, garter and stocking were no more than shredded pieces of material in his fist.  “For you Samir…it’s your sister gift …” and Javed threw the ruined outfit to Samir who collected it in his hands. “Naked…you’re naked bitch…naked for me…” Javed shouted, he cupped my buns in his palms and lifted me up, my little hands resting for balance on his large shoulders. “Oh god…oh god…” I was screaming, my eyes rolling up with the force of my unending orgasm. “Who’s the better man?” Javed asked me. “You’re… you’re bigger…stronger…your cock is the biggest….Oooohhhh….mmmmyyy ggggoooodddd….” I screamed, Javed had started to move the head of his cock around in circles at the entrance of my pussy, then he rubbed the hard cock over my clit and I went off again and again. “Whore are you ever going to fuck somebody else again …without my permission….” Javed asked. “No…never…I swear…please give me your cock…please play witt my pussy…” I replied. Samir was speechless; Javed was violently dominating and debasing me; like I was no more than his sex slave. I was totally dwarfed by the young man and handled by his huge, strong hands like a toy.
 
 
“Aaaahhhh…..gggoooddddddd……” my long high pitched shriek echoed in the kitchen, Javed had impaled me up till the hilt with only one thrust inserting his long cock inside my womb. He carried me effortlessly around the room, me screaming naked with his cock firmly planted in my stretched pussy. Only one of his huge hands was sufficient to support my small tight butt, the other one was roaming over my upper body, enjoying and playing with the roundness of the big naked tits and the tenderness of the silk soft skin of my shaved armpits. He lifted me up and left me fall again onto his cock, he bounced me up and down his cock for several times, he made me cumming and cumming. I enjoyed being bobbed along the meaty bar of his; I liked to be handled by this kind of brute like a rag doll. Finally Javed pulled me out of his long shaft and turned me around with his hands around my waist till I was facing the audience and everyone could see my wide open wet dripping cunt and my running juices. Little moans and gasps were coming from my mouth; I was totally helpless in his strong embrace. Our hot performance was highly erotic, Amit and the other two guys were watching with increasing excitement; Javed had interrupted their long triple assault to me but their cock were still hard like iron, Amit approached us, shouted “Give her to me…” and literally tore me off Javed’s arms, driving his big shaft into my open pussy, then it was Basim’s and Nasim’s turn and Javed’s again. For the next one hour, I was repeatedly fucked, in standing position by four guys.
 
 
My lower orifices were penetrated without rest, all the guys excluding Javed took possession of my pussy and my ass; Javed abstained from my rear hole for one reason, he had planned to sodomize me in a private session in front of my little brother Samir. Basim and Nasim tried something more, they sandwiched me between their cocks, one in my pussy and the other one in my ass, their shafts fully inserted in my holes, took me suspended in mid air, like I was flying between them. During the long fucking I got from the four guys, my naked body never touched the ground; I was passed on from one to another man’s arms like they were playing with a human doll. I lost counts of how many times I came, on the contrary no one of my ravishers ejaculated. “I want to spurt in her face…I want to shoot my cum all over her cock teasing face…” Amit groaned. It seemed that the other guys were in complete agreement with this suggestion as suddenly everyone stopped fucking me, Amit cradled me one last time in his arms, placing eager kisses on my nipples and areolas and flicking my erect clit with his tongue, then he carried me to the table and laid me down on my back. Basim and Nasim knelt on either side of my head and jerked off, aiming their cocks to my face, Amit straddled my rib cage and fucked my swollen tits. “All over her cock sucking face…spray her with cum….drown the babe with jism….” Javed shouted and was watching closely the foursome over the table.
 
 
For a long minute the area above my achingly pretty face was blur with motion, fists were running up and down swollen cocks; even Amit quit fucking my breasts and held his cock in a tight grip above my mouth as he jerked off. I gazed up at the three cocks helplessly knowing too well what was about to happen. Something hot, wet and gooey splashed across my cheek, over the bridge of my nose and across my forehead. I just had time to turn my head towards Basim’s spurting cock before it shot a huge jet of jism into my left eye, I clenched shut both eyes instinctively but it was too late. Thick silver cum glittered across my eye socket, like an eye patch, my lashes were drenched in creamy cum. “Fuck…look at that…” Nasim gasped and as he watched, Basim’s cock shot off another cum jet that looped over my nose and went skippering across my other cheek. The silver jet ended up over my ear “Splatter her cock sucking face…drench the little whore in cum…” Javed croaked, his fist was pumping his monster cock wildly, when other spray of cum hit me directly on my face; it shot across my both eyebrows and ended up dangling there like some weird silver ribbon, the cum seeped slowly down into my eyes. Nasim could hold back himself no longer, even before Basim quit spurting; he too was jetting thick streamers of spunk into my face. So far most of Basim’s jism had splattered the upper part of my face, Nasim concentrated on my mouth. He splashed wad after wad of slimy cum across my half open lips and immediately I gaped my mouth in response. He spurted jet after jet across and into my mouth while Basim shot off the last of his cum across my forehead, spunk poured onto my outstretched tongue, coated my lips; hung off my teeth.
 
 
Soon my mouth was full and sperm drooled down my cheeks like cream, I made no effort to swallow, I knew the guys would find it more exciting if they could watch me swill cum about in my mouth. Soon my lips, chin, cheeks and nose were glittering with cum from Nasim’s spurting cock and still he was not through; he tilted his cock down till it was only few inched from my overflowing mouth and he shot off two more huge jets between my drooling lips. I began gagging slightly, Basim and Nasim now were totally spent, when they left the table; they were replaced by Javed, who kneeled in front of me alongside of Amit. I was facing the two biggest cocks of my life, Javed tilted his cock up to my splattered face and he began, not so much to spurt, as to ooze string after string of thick shimmering cum. It began pouring from his cock head in one unending stream as he squeezed the shaft and ran his hand up and down on it. It was like if he was milking his cock, pumping out the flowing cum in thick, heavy drafts. The spunk dropped steadily onto my upturned already drenched face, he moved his shaft around above me as he came, so that the thick ropes of sperm slopped onto my mouth, nose, cheeks and forehead, anywhere he wanted. He decorated my face, pilling his heavy cream on top of that already pasted there by Basim and Nasim. The sight of me covered in jism, while his buddies was performing his gross act and spraying my face was so plentiful sperm, was too much for Javed’s hardening, bloated cock, his cum was irresistibly urging.
 
 
Javed’s cock head cracked open and suddenly a three foot jet shot out and splattered up the entire length of my body, it started from my pubic area, arced up over my belly to the left of my navel, crossed my rib cage and ended up my left tit just over the little mole. It looked like a shiny strip of paint up my milky white naked body. Amit was still oozing, my passive face was progressively disappearing under the thick blanket of sperm, I was barely recognizable as human. “Drench her…drown the bitch…” Basim croaked, “So much fucking cum…” Nasim hissed, it seemed as Amit’s cock would never stop drooling spunk. If anything the silver jet seemed to pour out in thicker and thicker streams as time passed. Occasionally the long rope of white slime would snap and there would be an audible splatter as the spunk slopped into my eye or onto my cheek, but mostly of the goo flowed steadily in a monstrously thick and slimy stream. He looped cum across my forehead along my nose and over both my clogged eyes, he dbangd elastic ribbons of it over my mouth, chin and cheeks until my poor face was awash with cum. The silver jizz poured off my face onto my neck in torrents, my open mouth was filled to capacity with a shimmering silver pool. I looked as though I was wearing some gross mask of sperm, at the same time Javed had spurted other jets. Suddenly, my belly, rib cage and breasts were striped with semen, shiny and glistening with it.
 
 
I began to laugh hysterically as if this was the greatest joke in the world, I watched with interest as more of the hot jizz shot out into me. “All over your cock teasing body…” Javed croaked, still jerking off vigorously; another het splatter across my tits, he soiled both nipples and filled my navel to overflowing. While Amit had decorated my face, he determined now to decorate my round boobs with the last shots. He moved his cock, in concentric circles over my jugs around the nipples like the two fleshy mounds were cakes he was spreading with cream. “You have drowned the bitch…she’s fucking drown in cum…” Basim shouted. “Unbelievable…” whispered Samir, watching the possessive treatment Amit was giving to my breasts, the same breast he was craving for. One more thick rope of cum from Amit, slopped down onto my face and the last one from Javed; oozed between my tits where the monster cock slid back and forth poking me under the chin, for a while there wasn’t a sound in the room. All the four guys and Samir were staring down in fascination at me; I’d got cum bath of my life like those guys had promised. My face was a blotched and distorted mess, disfigured by gobs and swirls of sperm; my eyes and mouth were just pools of silver cum. My forehead, cheeks, chin and nose were all glistering with thick wads of slime; my chest and belly were covered by creamy jism. I lay there in a daze, doing my best to breathe through one clear nostril; I didn’t even try to swallow the cum in my mouth, I let is slope and drool from my lips lazily.
 
 
I tried to clear my eyes of goo but it was hopeless and I gave up, my face felt weighted down under all the sperm. “Let’s clean you up…” a voice murmured over me, I was vaguely aware of being raised off the table and carried in arms across the kitchen. It was Javed, he had beckoned Samir to go ahead and Samir immediately obeyed, walking to the bathroom while Javed followed him with me exhausted cradled in his arms like a baby. Samir opened the door allowing us to enter and set up the sprinkler to the right temperature and the water started flowing. Javed sat me over his big hands and helped me to wrap my legs around his back, I enjoyed the warm fluid which cascaded over my body and removed from it slimy coating, spurted by all those cocks. We stood there for several minutes, after the long rough manhandling from the four men; I delighted in being embraced to Javed whose massive arms were giving me all the protection I needed.  My body was progressively and irresistibly enveloped in a warm sensation of pleasure I couldn’t drive back. I felt totally relaxing and losing control, therefore when an urgent desire to pee rose up from my bladder, I forgot any decency and let go. A yellow stream gushed from my crotch, ran across Javed’s body and merged with the hot water; Javed watched me pissing, my shamelessly act increased his sense of power over me. “Piss…don’t be shy…piss bitch…” Javed said to me and then told to Samir “Watch your elder sister…she’s pissing herself….like a little baby… watch how she loves being cradled by me…”
 
 
Samir didn’t replied but his eyes didn’t show amazement or surprise, he was becoming more and more used to all the debasing performance of me. When I finished urinating, Javed lowered me to my feet and made me standing up in the shower, his tall, large body towered me. He switched off the water “Let’s hose her down… let’s piss on the bitch…” Javed groaned and started emptying his bladder on me, the fluid was hitting my neck and my breasts, it was running down across my belly, pussy lips, my ass and my legs, it made loud splattering sounds as it cascaded over my body. “What’s the matter with you…piss on her you wimp…she likes the golden shower…” Javed shouted, these words removed any restraints from Samir mind and a second stream of piss hit my body, it was coming from my younger brother Samir’s cock. Javed pushed me down and arranged me to a sitting position on the cabin’s floor. “Piss on her face…” he growled both of them were now directing their piss shower onto my face; I tilted back my head and let them do what they wished. I tried not to breath, not to inhale the bitter piss but with a low groan of lust I gave up and opened my mouth wide. The two streams splattered against my gaping lips and into my mouth, I felt the splattering jets against my eyes, nose, forehead and hairs. Piss spouted lewdly from my mouth. “What a whore…fuck…” Javed groaned when the golden streams stopped, me steamed with piss. Javed bent down and took me by my armpits, moving me to a standing position, he switched on the hot water again.
 
 
 
Javed reached for the shampoo and gently lathered and rinsed my hairs; he repeated the same operation over my entire body with a shower gel, gently massaging my chest, belly and legs. When he rubbed the soap over my tits and twat, he couldn’t help to finger my long nipples, my areolas and my pink pussy lips, Samir cupped my tits from behind and squeezed them tenderly; tweaking my buds between thumb and forefingers, he was lightly kissing the tender skin of my neck and my arms. They rinsed me and then themselves, enjoying the water’s flow for several minutes. When all of us were out of the shower, Javed scooped me up wet dripping and approached Samir who was drying himself with a towel. With me firmly cradled in his arms Javed said “Your elder sister is my property…I can fuck her anyhow and anytime…understand…” “Yes…I know…” Samir replied. “I can let you fuck her…do you want to fuck your pretty elder sister…” Javed asked. “Yes…I want…” Samir replied. “Good…and you Reema…” continued Javed to me still dripping wet, lifting me up a bit and placing over my navel and clit, tender kisses which raised girlish giggles from my mouth, “Do you want to fuck your little brother…do you want a double fucking…in your pussy and your ass…by your little brother and me…” “Oooohhhh….yes…I’m your sex slave…” I moaned as my mind was becoming crazy at the thought of both Javed’s and Samir’s cock inside my body.    
 
 
 
“Okay bitch…Samir go to her bedroom…wait for me…when I’ll be finished here…I’ll carry her to bed with us…” Javed said, Samir obeyed and left the bathroom while a grin of satisfaction widened clearly on Javed’s face. He carried me across the bathroom and made me standing up on one small cupboard, he dried carefully my body; rubbed my armpits with a deodorant stick and put scent on my neck and chest, finally he fingered my sore pussy with a vaginal cream. I let him do everything; he dried himself vigorously and then took me again in his massive arms. “Let’s go to your room…your little brother is waiting for you…” he gently murmured in my ears, the tiredness for the long night of savage sex with four young, powerful guys got the upper hand of me, who was overcome by a sudden and restorative sleep in the strong enveloping arms of Javed. Samir was lying in the bed when we entered; Javed climbed into the bed beside Samir and put me unconscious between them. “She’s sleepy Samir…she has had enough for tonight…needs only a good long sleep…no more sex…” Javed said to Samir.    
 
 
 
 
 
Note: - This is the last Chapter of the series; if the reader like these stories Reema’s erotic adventures can have a sequel…..therefore I’ll be very grateful to all of you who will be so kind to let me know comments or suggestions….your feedback is highly appreciated.
 
 
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