"Ah… yes… yes… yes!" Brad grimaced, feeling the bulk of his cum explode from his cockhead. He shoved it in and felt it gouge the back of her cunt, then surge backward, washing around his cock and ooze from her delicate opening.

When he felt it warm up his balls and glue the loose folds of skin to her ass cheeks, he bit savagely into her tits. "All… of it, baby," he gurgled, tasting the flavor of blood.

Amy's ecstasy built to a gut-crunching level of anguished release, then was held there for what seamed an eternity. And even when it finally subsided, the spasms were accompanied by gentle explosions around her pussy.

"Mmmmmm," she whispered, scraping her nails upward and holding his waist. "I… I've been fucked!"

"So… have I!" Brad said, gasping around her tits as if he'd just run a mile. "God, I don't know if its you or…" He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. "Shit, it's you, I guess. I can't imagine Libby fucking this good. Hell, I can't imagine her fucking at all!"

"You mean you and Libby haven't done anything?" Amy asked softly. Her brother was twenty-two and Libby was twenty. Somehow she just couldn't imagine them not doing it. "I mean… nothing at all?"

"We kiss," he said defensively. "But we thought it would be a good idea for us to wait until we're married before we…"

"She must really have you by the balls," Amy said.

Brad flinched, again on the defensive. Then he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Let's talk about us right now," he said, embracing her tightly. "And about how I can fuck this little pussy of yours."

"You want to do it again?" Amy asked eagerly. "I'd love to!"

"Want to… uh, do something a little different?" her brother asked.

"Want me to suck you again?" she asked.

"No… uh, I mean yes, but not right now," he said. "Maybe we could do a little ass fucking. You're still a virgin there. And anyway, I haven't done it in so long."