Daisy answered with counter-thrusts, remembering how Agnes had wrapped her legs around Troy's waist and locked her ankles. Daisy put her legs around Mark's narrow waist and found she could move with his powerful strokes with greater ease. He'd buried his face beside hers without kissing her. She sensed he was fighting for control and was desperately trying to make her climax before he shot off. He needn't have worried. She'd been close to an orgasm even before he got his dick inside her hole.
Mark rode high, making contact with her stiffened clitoris with each fast thrust. When she began to spasm, she clutched at his smooth back and shoulders with her fingers. He lifted his face and mashed his open mouth to hers, kissing her feverishly, jabbing his tongue just as furiously as be was lashing his strong, young body.
Daisy felt the slight expansion of his cockhead just before he tensed. His cock and his body jerked and jolted spasmodically as the hot cum gushed and flooded her clasping cunt. He broke the tongue-lashing kiss seconds after ceasing the jerky movements, then lifted his upper body and looked into her eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't last very long, Daisy."
"Don't apologize. I made it, and it was good. Are you the jealous type?"
"No," Mark said, grinning, seeming to understand what she meant.
"Give me a few minutes before you send one of your brothers in," Daisy said, knowing it wasn't only the whiskey that was making her behave and talk in such a manner.
Mark fished a towel out from under the mattress and silently used it while withdrawing his soft cock. He left the towel between her legs when he swung from the bed. He went to the bathroom, turned on the light, and she heard him washing. He returned shortly, his tool hanging limply, winked, and left the bedroom without dressing.
As soon as the door had closed behind Mark, Daisy scooted from the bed and hurried to the bathroom. She drew warm water, perched her butt on the wash basin, and washed her cunt, probing the sensitive folds of flesh with her fingers to make sure all of the sticky cum was removed.
She took a clean towel from a stack on a shelf dried herself, and returned to the bed, wondering which brother Mark would send in first, because she intended to take them both on. That was the only way she knew how to repay them for their kindness. Not, she thought, as she stretched out on the bed and stared at the closed door, that she really had to make excuses for her behavior. She was horny, she was her own boss, and it was her business if she wanted to be fucked. She wouldn't blame anything on the drinking, either. She was a little dizzy from the whiskey, and it'd helped rid her of her inhibitions, but she was well-aware of what she was doing.
Matthew opened the door, entered, and closed the door behind him. Daisy could see his hard-on making a tent in front of his pants. He walked to the foot of the bed, staring at her crotch, and began shucking out of his clothes without saying a word.
Daisy silently watched, her passion soaring when his erect cock was exposed. The stiff rod looked to be about an inch shorter than Mark's dong. She wondered if either one of the brothers went for oral sex. She'd like to have her cunt lapped, and she'd also like to do some cock-sucking.
Matthew behaved in much the same manner as Mark had. Naked, his stiff cock swaying, he climbed onto the bed. He did take a close look at her pussy, but he quickly snuggled in between her legs and his aim was as good as Mark's had been. Secretions caused by anticipation had made her cunt moist and slippery. His prick plunged in balls deep and he held it there as his open mouth covered hers.
Daisy liked the way he kissed and used his tongue. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locked her ankles, and practiced clamping down on his hard, throbbing cock while returning his passionate, tongue-probing kiss. Soon be pulled his mouth away, placed a cheek beside hers, and began pumping. She moved with him, and his breath was warm in her ear as he whispered that he couldn't last long.
"Don't worry about it," she said, caressing his smooth back and shoulders with her hands. "I can turn on any time, so don't try to hold back."
Matthew began fucking faster. Daisy matched the new pace, sure she could climax when he did. She felt as if she could go on having blissful orgasms all night. She wished one of the other boys was there so she could have a hard cock to suck while she was being fucked, but she thought she'd better not put her wishes into words. She didn't want the brothers to think she was too much of a slut, and she was already behaving like a whore.
Fucking and sucking felt so wonderfully good, though. Right then she felt as if she were in another world, a better world, and no matter what she did from then on it couldn't be any worse than the Incestuous madness she'd shared with her father and brother.
"I'm coming!" Matthew blurted.
"Me, too!" Daisy exclaimed. "Oh, sweet Jesus, it feels sooooo good! Slam it to me, slam it to me!"
Matthew was already slamming the hard meat to her. His pistoning prick toppled her over the brink into an ecstatic climax just as his hot cream spewed forth and sprayed her clinging, clasping cunt. Her pussy was still twitching around his softening cock when he lifted and braced on his hands and arms, his blue eyes filmed with passion, but also serious.
"I hope you use some kind of birth control, Daisy."
"Don't worry about that, Matthew. I've been on the pill since the first time I had sex."
"You're smart and that's another reason I like you," Matthew said, obviously relieved. "Is it all right if I send Luke in?"
"Right on," Daisy said. "Just give me a few minutes to wash."
She waited until he'd gone to the bathroom and left the bedroom, then repeated the routine she'd gone through after Mark had fucked her. She was losing some of the glow from the whiskey, but she waited just as eagerly for Luke to enter.
The youngest brother was obviously very nervous. She saw his fingers trembling as he fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. He also stared at her blonde crotch and stood at the foot of the bed. He wasn't too nervous to have a hard-on, though, and when his thrusting prick was revealed, she saw that it was shorter than Matthew's.
Curious, and thinking that talk might calm his nerves, she asked if he'd ever measured his cock when it was hard. He told her he had five inches, Matthew had six, and Mark had seven. He was completely naked by then, and he was slightly smaller than his brothers, but Daisy thought his body was just as well-developed. All three were muscular, and had very little body hair, except for the dark bush growing above their cocks.
"I've fucked quite a few girls, Daisy, but usually when I'm with one the first time, I shoot off too soon. But don't worry-I can go a second time. Sometimes I don't even lose my hard-on."
Daisy told him that his brothers hadn't lasted all that long, either, then started to tell him she'd give him a blowjob first, but he mounted her before she could get the words out. She deliberately kept her body still and didn't move her inner muscles, so he wouldn't lose control.
Luke lasted for about thirty seconds. Daisy moved right along with him, and when he shot his load, she managed to blend her juices with his gushing cum. His cock remained hard and stiff. He lifted his face from beside hen and kissed her for the first time. It was a tender kiss, and she didn't try to turn it into one of passion.
He lifted his face. "I can go again."
"It's a little messy," she said. "Let's go wash first."
She'd brought another towel. Luke used it, wiping his erect cock while standing beside the bed. He tossed her the towel, and Daisy jammed it between her legs, sat upright, twisted around, and swung her feet to the floor.
Luke was facing her. Staring at his stiff prick, she held out her arms. He stepped forward without a word, and she licked the warm, sleek cockhead, then took half the stiff, throbbing shaft into her mouth.