Teamwork

I walked into the motel room, dropping the keys on the table as I closed the curtains,
shutting out the glare of the setting sun. The sun sets early in Tucson, going
down over the mountains, but I didn’t want it shining in and I wanted some
privacy for a bit. It had been a long day out at the gem mall trying to find what
I was looking for and I had come back to the motel room empty handed. The air
was unseasonably cool for Tucson, even in February, so I bent over the heating
unit, trying to see the controls in the fading light. A sudden movement in the
room caught my attention, but before I could react, I had been grabbed from behind
and lifted off the floor by strong, unrelenting arms, a hand clamped over my mouth.
“I’ve been waiting for you all day, Pussy,” a husky voice murmured
into my ear. Still holding my feet off the floor, the man spun me around and pushed
me, face first, into the smaller of the two motel beds. Bending over me with his
face right behind my ear he whispered, “You won’t cry out, now will
you?” Grunting, I shook my head and his hand released my mouth. He lifted
my dress over my back and gasped at the site of my bare ass in front of him. Pulling
on my dress from behind, he pulled me up on my knees, lifting my dress over my
arms and off me revealing my naked body underneath. He pushed against my back
toward the bed so that I dropped to my hands and knees. “Are you ready for
me?” he asked, and not waiting for an answer, pushed his way into my already
wet, hot sheath.

“Oh, god, Dean!” I cried out. I could practically feel him smirking
behind me.

“What’s that?” he said, laughing at me as he pounded into me
harder. I spread my legs wider for him, on all fours on the bed and braced myself
against his thrusts. He grabbed me by my hips to pull me harder to him as he
drove his shaft relentlessly into me. I couldn’t stand it anymore. In no
time, my legs began to quiver. “Pussy wants to cum already?” Dean
asked playfully. My body shaking, I nodded my head, “Yes! Oh, dear god,
Dean, Yes!” He quickened his pace and leaned over my back, putting his
hand to my belly to feel my body spasms. When my stomach muscles began to quiver
under his hand, he spread his fingers wide and thrust harder and deeper.

“Oh, god, Pussy, you feel so good!” he said to me. He continued driving
into me a few minutes after my orgasm had passed, his thick shaft stretching
my quivering pussy as I leaned down on my arms, sighing.

From the other bed, I heard movement like someone getting up off the bed, and
Sam’s voice saying, “Come on, Dean, I’ve waited long enough.”
I raised back up and could see him standing in front of me, naked in the shadows
of the room. From my position on all fours on the twin bed in the middle of
the room, Sam’s cock was directly in front of my face, long and hard and
waiting for me.

“Just… a … few… more… minutes…” Dean gasped
as he continued driving into my hot sheath. He felt my pussy quiver again. “She’s
not done yet,” he added slyly.

Not waiting for Dean, Sam grabbed my head and thrust his cock into my mouth.
It caught me off guard and my teeth grazed him as Dean pounded me from behind.
I heard Sam groan above me and quickly began licking and sucking on him. Dean’s
thrusts pushed my face in rhythm into Sam’s shaft and I felt another orgasm
hit me, causing me to pull up off of Sam and cry out again. Hearing my moans,
Dean thrust into me twice more and then pulled out, his shaft still hard and
glistening with my juices. From behind, Dean lifted me up off the bed, putting
my back to his chest. It was cool in the room but he was already soaked with
sweat. Carrying me around the bed, he handed me off to Sam, the two of them
lifting me up against Sam’s chest to slide my pussy down onto Sam’s
cock now. I felt Dean’s hands leave my body just as Sam entered me, his
strong arms holding me up. He shifted a little to get his balance. Slamming
my back against the wall, he began driving into me as relentlessly as Dean had.
I wrapped my arms around him and bit down on his shoulder as my body began to
shake. Laughing, Sam looked down at me and asked, “Are you ready to cum
again?” Burying my head in his shoulder, I whimpered and nodded. He tightened
his grip on me, his biceps flexed against my weight and drove me harder into
the wall, the full length of his shaft inside me. I screamed out with my orgasm,
“Sam!” and then dropped my face into his shoulder again. He shifted
his weight as if to lift me off him, his arms lifting me up and then slowly
back down his shaft again, using the wall against my back for leverage. He smiled
down at me as he did this a few more times and then leaned in to kiss me deeply.

“Sam!” I heard from behind him as he held me against the wall, kissing
me passionately, his tongue searching my mouth, his arms slowly lifting me up
and down on him. I felt him smile at Dean’s outburst before pulling out
of the kiss. Looking directly at me with a devilish smile he answered his brother,
“You got to do her twice,” he said, not taking his eyes off me. “Now
it’s my turn.” As he spoke, he began to move slowly, rhythmically
against me, his shaft moving slowly inside me. I whimpered against him again
and dug my fingernails into his flexed biceps. I heard Dean mutter something
inaudible and could see a glimpse of him from my position against Sam’s
arm, his hand moving up and down at his crotch. “Hurry up already!”
he growled.

Grinning, Sam stopped the slow movement inside me and began thrusting harder
again, bringing me almost to another climax. Feeling my arms and legs tighten
around him, he looked down at me and whispered, “Now?” I nodded against
his shoulder. Instead of quickening his thrusts, he slowed them and said over
his shoulder, “Dean.” My eyes half-open I saw a glimpse of the moving
shadow behind Sam and felt Dean come up beside us. Pulling my back away from
the wall, Sam lifted me up slowly off him like a rag doll and spun me around.
I let out a gasping whimper as my hot pussy was ready to cum at any minute.
I could feel four hands on me but couldn’t tell which were Sam’s and
which were Dean’s anymore as they transferred me back onto Dean’s
shaft, which felt even harder than before. Balancing me between them, with my
back against Sam’s chest, his cock brushing up against me, Dean slammed
into me now, slow and hard, his thick shaft stretching my already quivering
pussy. My arms went limp as I came again, dropping to my sides and finding Sam’s
body behind me. I gripped his thighs and felt his tight thigh muscles with my
hands, realizing he was helping Dean drive into me by pushing me forward.

Dean stopped thrusting into me and now he kissed me even more deeply than Sam
had. It felt like they were in competition but working together to see who could
bring me to a higher climax. His hands were under my thighs, the entire length
of his thick shaft still inside me and Sam’s chest was at my back. From
behind, Sam reached around me, his long fingers coming between Dean’s chest
and mine, cupping my breasts. He began to kiss the back of my neck, his soft
lips parting and his tongue gently licking my skin. I moaned into Dean’s
mouth and reached my arms up over his neck, pulling him closer against me with
both my arms and legs, his chest pushing into Sam’s hands as Sam pinched
hard at my nipples. Dean pulled back from the kiss, keeping his lips against
mine. “That was four,” he whispered into my mouth. “Are you ready
for another?” I could feel his lips smiling and knew the choice wasn’t
mine. Leaning my forehead against his, I shook my head no, and then slowly nodded
in defeat.

From behind, Sam shifted his weight causing my ass to lift higher and my pussy
to push harder against Dean’s cock. I moaned as Sam said against my ear,
“It’s my turn.” Working together as a team, they turned me again,
having to lift me up slightly higher to get me into position to slide me back
onto Sam. I was beginning to tell the difference in their hands now, Dean’s
hands felt stronger with a firm grip, and Sam’s long fingers with a more
gentle one. Taking up their positions as before, only with Dean’s chest
against my back and Sam’s cock inside me, Sam began thrusting against me
again, his hands under my thighs now, using his arms to lift me up and slam
me back down hard on him. From behind Dean put his hands at my sides and gripped
me firmly, as he worked in rhythm with Sam to shove me harder into him. With
both of them thrusting against me, my body quickly began to tremble again as
multiple waves hit my hot screaming sheath. I cried out, “Oh, god, Dean!”
and Sam lifted me off him, turning me quickly and sliding me back down on Dean
before the tremors could stop. The sensation of a different cock inside me caused
another series of waves to hit me as Sam now helped his brother in the same
way that Dean had, pushing his chest against my back and his hands to push me
harder onto Dean’s cock. As the last wave subsided, I whimpered, “Sam?”
and they complied and turned me around again.

I lost track of how many times they passed me from one to the other, my body
limp as a rag doll, their strong arms and legs doing all the work. We were all
three covered in sweat, my juices covering both their thighs as one wave after
another hit my body. The instant one orgasm would subside, they would spin me
around to the other and start pumping me again causing another to hit me and
then another. Finally, with Sam inside me, Dean said, “Sam? You ready?”

“Are you kidding? I’ve been ready for half an hour now!” Sam
gasped. Dean tightened his grip on my body and between them they began driving
Sam’s cock harder and faster into me. I felt Sam explode inside me, pulling
me to him and kissing me like the world would end if he couldn’t have me.
He sighed into my mouth as his orgasm subsided and turned me back again to Dean.

Dean grinned at me as they slid me back onto him, shifting his weight and bouncing
me up and down teasingly. “Are you ready for me?” he said into
my ear, nipping at it playfully and giving Sam time to recover. I whimpered
and nodded, wrapping my arms around Dean’s neck as Sam increased his grip
from behind. Dean moved very slowly at first, nipping at my ear and moving me
slightly up and down on him. I moaned into his ear and he said, “Oh, god,
that did it!” and began thrusting me harder again, Sam helping him from
behind. I felt my body begin to tremble again and my stomach muscles shaking
as my hardest orgasm yet hit me and Dean came at the same time, moaning into
my ear as his cock exploded inside me in one final thrust. Dean held me there,
with Sam still and silent behind me, his chest against my back, his strong arms
at my sides, both of them feeling my body quivering between them. Once I stopped
trembling, Dean leaned into me for a long, passionate kiss as Sam kissed the
back of my neck again.

Together they lifted me slowly off Dean and laid me gently on the 2nd bed,
both of their hands stroking my body. Laying down on either side of me, they
continued caressing my body while I lay there breathing heavily, unable to move.

“So I take it you didn’t find the idol?” Dean asked me. Half
opening my eyes, I grunted at him and shook my head no. He leaned over and kissed
my forehead and whispered, “Then I guess we’ll have to do this again
tomorrow.”