"Please stop," she whimpered, looking from one nephew to the other. She wasn't even sure she wanted them to stop anymore. Her hips surged up off the table to meet Peter's taunting hand, and her nipples, already swollen with blood from the constricture of the leather harness, grew even longer and harder. "Just leave me alone, boys. I won't even tell… ohhh fuck!"
Rick plunged one of the sticks of butter down on the velvety plain of her stomach, smearing her hot flesh with the cool, sticky oil. Tina's flat little tummy quivered beneath his hands as he smeared the butter in, and her hips began to grind harder against Peter's hand. She didn't even notice when he pulled her leather panties down away from her cunt and spread open the lips of her cunt.
"Fuck you both," she screamed, staring up at Rick as he spread the melting yellow butter up over the sweaty cups of her leather bra, covering both of her exposed nipples with caps of gold. "You stinking little fuckers. I hate you both. I hate you."
At that moment Peter plunged a stick of butter up into her cunt, and Tina lost the power to speak at all. She threw her head back against the table, banging it hard, and her thighs clamped together like vises, catching Peter by the wrist and trapping his hand between them. The butter, plunged fully inside her steamy cunt, began to melt instantly. Soon her own fuck-juices were flowing back out of her cunt mixed with the yellowish muck.
"Let go of my hand, you stupid cunt," Peter shouted, bringing his other fist down on her quivering thigh. He yanked his hand out from between her legs and grabbed hold of her knees, levering them apart.
Tina groaned in lust and shame as the two boys laughed at the mixture of buttery cum that slid out her cunt and down over her quivering ass-cheeks. Tina's hips were lifting a few inches off the table and then slamming back down, and each time they would hit the hard formica more of her slippery fuck-juice would trail out of her.
"All right!" Rick shouted. "Give her another one. Come on, quick!"
"All right." Peter had let loose of Tina's knees now, but her legs stayed apart, her feet drumming the table as her hips danced above it. One hand dropped to his own cock, and he began to massage butter into his hard, hot prick as he reached for another stick for Tina's pussy.
Rick was rubbing butter into his cock too, holding his fat slab of cock-meat right over Tina's face and letting the butter and pre-cum drip down on her cheeks. His other hand was pinching and twisting her nipples, pulling them up through the leather cut-outs in her halter as far as he could. His eyes were glued on the fat, peeled back lips of her cunt. He could tell that she was ready to cum. No woman would cream like that unless she was.
Tina squealed incoherently as Peter thrust the second stick of butter up into her already sloppy pussy. Her cunt closed down on it like a mouth, cutting the stick almost in half before he could even get it fully inside her. The boys laughed and Peter pushed the rest of the butter up inside Tina's already sloppy cunt. Then, still stroking their greasy cocks, the boys looked for more food to pour on their aunt.
Tina's mind was in such a whirl that she hardly even noticed what her nephews were doing. Her cunt was jerking open and closed like a fist, and she could feel the rhythmic muscular spasmings of her asshole as well. Her hips were jerking out of control over her kitchen table. She was creaming more hotly than she ever had in her life.
She watched her nephews with hungry eyes, seeing only the thick greasy cocks in their hands. Even in the heat of her lust she could still feel shame at what the two boys were doing to her, making her do, but the itching in her cunt was making her go out of her mind, and far worse than the need for escape was her need for a cock in her cunt.
The two boys opened cans of food and poured them out over Tina's supple, shuddering frame. Pork and beans, corn, ravioli, soon it all stained her pure white flesh. Soon Tina was writhing in a sea of muck, making squishing noises with every move she made.
And Tina never stopped moving. When Rick smashed a cream cake into her face, Tina's hips shot almost a foot into the air, trailing a river of cum and butter back down to the table. When he took the gooey pieces of the cake and shoved them down into the sweaty, squeezing cups of her bra, she banged her head and feet and fists against the table like a woman possessed.
"Look at Aunt Tina go!" Peter said, taking the cap off a bottle of maple syrup and pouring it all over her willowy, writhing body. His other hand was stroking his big cock. "I think she's about to get off."
"Aunt Pig you mean!" Rick said. He plopped the head of his cock against Tina's food-encrusted face and began to swish it back and forth. "We've got to hurry. Folks are gonna be expecting us home soon."
"I know," Peter agreed. "But I've got to get off again. Besides, look what I've found."
Peter pulled out a package of ice cream bars from behind his back, and both boys giggled as he unwrapped one and shoved it up their aunt's cunt. Rick shoved another one in right behind, inserting it so deep that even the stick vanished up inside her swampy pussy.
"Nooooo!" Tina wailed in torment as she felt the icy cold up inside her. The cold was clashing with the steamy heat of her cunt, and now she was feeling pain along with the pleasure. "You motherfuckers! You dirty, stinking little motherfuckers!"
"Auntfuckers!" Rick replied. "Come on, Peter, why don't we get Aunt Cunt-face to jerk us off all over her? I don't want to get fucking filthy right now, and that's what fucking her would do."
Tina couldn't even hear what the two boys said. When each of her nephews took hold of one of her arms and put her hands around their thick, greasy cocks, she grabbed them without question. She was on the verge of the first cum of her life, and she could hardly stand the wild sensations that were boiling up from inside her. The ice cream was melting inside her cunt now.
"Jack us off, you stupid bitch!" Rick said. He picked up the empty bottle of ketchup and winked at his younger brother. "Move your fucking hands and jerk us off on your cocksucking face."
Tina did what her nephews asked, hardly even aware of who he was now, or who she was. Her hands shot up and down the length of their pulsing cocks, her palms rubbing over their leaking cock-heads and her fingernails scratching at the wrinkled sacs of their balls. She was jerking them off like a pro, and both boys edged forward so that they could rub their cocks against her face.
Tina's hips were flopping wildly into the air, spewing fuck-juice out of her cunt in a fountain. Her tight little asscheeks were flexing powerfully. Tina was stuck a single moment away from a mind-blowing orgasm.
"Fuck, I'm going to shoot all over her!" Rick moaned as his aunt beat off his spasming cock. "I'm going to cover Aunt Tina's cocksucking face in cum!"
"Me too!" Peter groaned. "All over your face, Aunt Tina. Going to cover you in it, drown you in it!"
Tina could feel their big cocks tightening in her hands, getting even harder than before. She knew they were going to spurt their cum all over her, but she didn't stop beating them off. Desperate for her own orgasm, she hoped that their cum might bring her off. Her cunt was burning up, her clit on fire. Tingles from her convulsing pussy were running all over her body, up her tits and through her ass and back up to make her shoulders shudder with lust. She dipped their cock-heads right against the heated flesh of her face and beat them harder.
Both the boys began to spurt at the same time. Hot, white cum erupted against her cheeks, splattering over her. Tina's hands kept moving and more cum shot out, spurting against her nose. A shot from each of the cocks shot right between her parted, gasping lips. The two boys were blanketing her face with their greasy jism.