Doublet

Ruben ordered Séraphin to lie on his back and asked Maria to straddle him, which she did without question. As soon as Séraphin entered her, she moved her hips back and forth. The cousin cried out:

— Hey, wait for me! I'm warning you, Maria, I haven't got any Vaseline.

He settled behind Maria's ass. First he put his index finger in her anus, where it penetrated completely without too much trouble. He spat profusely and spread the saliva at the entrance to the anus. Then he slid his finger a few times to enlarge the moist orifice. Her little orifice was as wet as a pussy.

— Like butter, some people have been there before. Right, little one?

He continued with two fingers. Maria protested, then resumed moving her pelvis.

— Don't be in such a hurry. Just take it easy. Wait until I'm in there.

He placed his large glans at the entrance to her anus and pushed, holding her hips firmly. Inch by inch, patiently, he entered:

— Are you all right, little one? I've got a big cock, you know. Maybe you'd prefer Séraphin? But it's fine, you're a good wetter on that side.

Maria moaned:

— Continue, Mr Ruben, that's fine. Go harder. I'm not made of porcelain.

Stung to the core, he jerked, threading the girl to the hilt. Maria let out a high-pitched squeal, but placidly began moving her hips back and forth again.

— Séraphin, try to keep up. When I come in, you come in. When I leave, you leave. We'll start slowly, eh? I'm the one who sets the tempo.

Maria leaned on her hands, her arms outstretched, her breasts swaying before Séraphin's greedy eyes, he felt his cousin's sex through the walls of her vagina and rectum every time he entered. There was something incestuous about it. He would lift his head to grab a nipple and chew on it. Maria closed her eyes in delight. The cousin kept up a slow, full rhythm. When he tried to speed up a little, Maria tightened the muscles of her vagina and anus. Séraphin left the initiative to Ruben. He fell back onto his back, grabbing her breasts and lifting his hips high in rhythm. She relaxed the muscles of her vagina, but tightened those of her anus, hindering the cousin in his assaults, which jostled her forward with each thrust.

Ruben understood straight away what she was trying to do. She was playing with them again. As soon as he accelerated, she would stop him by imprisoning him firmly with her sphincters. He resumed a slower pace, hoping to wear her down. In the end, he liked this game. He knew it would take time for her to give in. He began a war of attrition. In this war, Séraphin was offside and content to follow the music. He accelerated imperceptibly, until she blocked him again, but he was still gaining a little. He sensed that she was getting tired. Every time she weakened, he took advantage of it. His balls swelled and hurt. But the girl would eventually give in. He concentrated on the rhythm, waiting for the moment when he could force her, waiting for the break. He knew from experience that she would orgasm and lose control. Séraphin's sex rubbed pleasantly against hers, teasing her glans. The girl gave nothing away. Time passed and his balls swelled.

Maria leaned over and kissed Séraphin full on the lips, easing the pressure a little so that Ruben could do his job, moving in and out of her arse. Séraphin's lips were soft and fragrant and she put her tongue in his mouth. Her cousin increased the pace, blocking her pelvis with a firm hand, she had played enough, she could feel another orgasm coming on. She whispered in Séraphin's ear:

— Harder, Séraphin, go on harder. You're asleep or something. Your cousin does all the work. Put it deep in me.

Séraphin, who had let it happen, felt a little ashamed. He was behaving passively, like a girl. But it felt so good.

In the old days, his cousin didn't just give him blow jobs, he also fucked him occasionally. The first time was a horror, he didn't want to, he forced him, but the following times, he took a shameful liking to it, he liked being the female.

The rhythm was now regular, fluid, unhindered, and he hardened his loins to put it in thoroughly with each penetration. Maria sighed as she closed her eyes. The minutes passed at a steady pace, the two boys perfectly synchronised. This time, it was the cousin who was blocking the situation, Maria, sandwiched between the two men, suffering without being able to take the initiative, just waiting for the orgasm to come. Cousin panted rhythmically like a locomotive, his tireless piston greasing her relentlessly. Then something new happened: he eased his grip on her hips, letting her join in the trio, and slapped her buttocks in rhythm, then her breasts.

It took a few more minutes for the orgasm to take hold of Maria, who split herself again, or rather, dissociated into three parts. She was the cousin screwing her arse, but also Séraphin screwing her cunt, and she was still the girl, who was screw her arse and her cunt by the guys. Maria could see the girl's back, her shoulder blades, but also her spread white buttocks and the man's glistening sex moving in and out of her anus, then changing perspective [1], the girl's jiggling breasts, her grimacing face and Séraphin's sex moving in and out of her sodden pussy. In this strange universe, she felt distant pleasures, the urge to ejaculate stifled, she had fleeting visions of pussies, tits, arses and cocks in action.

Ruben had shown who was boss. The girl was contorting herself, carried away by a devastating orgasm. But he didn't change the tempo. Even though the girl's screams were tearing his ears apart. He could go on like this for quite a while without finishing, and it seemed that Séraphin could too. They had twice emptied their balls into each other's cunts and mouths, and were now in perfect control. The girl was escaping from his hands, but she couldn't get very far, sandwiched as she was. She began to cry, shaken by strong orgasmic aftershocks. Tears fell onto Séraphin's open lips and he drank them in greedily. Inflexible, he continued. And the girl came and came. She was now slumped over Seraphin, forcing him to lean on his forearms and elbows to fuck her properly.

To remedy this, the cousin took hold of the girl's pelvis, raising it to the right height and pulling her by the hair to straighten her out. The girl squirmed, whimpered, shook her head, her mouth wide open, unable to say anything intelligible.

The force of the girl's orgasm, coupled with the pleasure of the men, shook Maria to the core. She deplored the brief fainting spells that made her miss a few things.

— It's alright, it's alright! Séraphin, can you hold on much longer? I'm going to teach that little tease a lesson.

— I can hold on, cousin. Just a little longer.

— Look how she's coming, she's crying.

He wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled back, forcing her to get up.

— Slap her tits! In time! One breast after the other. Tchac, tchac!

Seraphin complied.

— You're fondling them now. I'll show you.

Ruben slapped the girl's breasts. The slaps woke Maria up. She was grateful to his cousin for being able to increase the intensity of her pleasure without fainting, while at the same time pitying the poor girl for the blows she was receiving and her lack of stamina.

— Can you see it? Just like that.

— But are you going to hurt her?

— In the state she's in, it can only do her good, look at her, she's completely in the dark. She's somewhere else. She's going to faint. And what happens to us? We're not going to fuck a dead woman.

Séraphin started again with more force.

— Come on. Go on. Don't be frightened. Look, she's coming round, lifting her arse like a cat in heat. And keep on fucking. Don't let up the rhythm.

The dry slaps of the hands on the girl's tits and buttocks echoed in the room. She opened her eyes in amazement. And had another powerful orgasm, sending her back into limbo.

— Slap her, Séraphin, she's letting go again.

Maria came to, still shaken by the girl's repeated orgasms. If that slob fainted again, she'd miss the finale. It enraged her to depend on this evanescent girl. She had slumped over Séraphin again, but she moved her hips back and forth mechanically. Maria silently shouted to her cousin, fascinated by the back and forth movement of her sex in the girl's anus, to straighten her out. He seemed to understand and pulled the girl back by the hair until she straightened up, giving Séraphin some room. Maria knew that the girl was suffering in her bones from his brutality, but she knew she was resilient. Besides, it was the price she had to pay for ever more pleasure.

Séraphin could hold out no longer, vainly trying to force the decision. The muscles of the girl's vagina were contracting on his sex more and more strongly, and he was losing control. His cousin could feel it:

— Come on, let's get going. All the way.

He increased the tempo, locking the girl's ass. It was their turn now. Séraphin pressed himself under the girl. His cousin's cock was now rubbing against the rhythm of his own. He ejaculated, breaking the beautiful harmony. The girl, close to collapse, was still holding on, Maria ejaculated into her pussy, she was nothing but a ball of pleasure.

The cousin held out for another two minutes before following him, while Séraphin was still ejaculating. His sex was suddenly gripped by a sheath [2] lined with small protuberances that irritated the most sensitive part of his glans. He ejaculated immediately, and a flood of sperm poured into the girl's rectum.

She had fainted briefly, and the cousin had pulled her back violently, calling her to order, Maria's double had been able to ejaculate into this slut's rectum while she was still ejaculating into her vagina and the girl was writhing under a succession of orgasms. This time, Maria couldn't come any harder – it was more than she could take. The sheath tightened again, causing more endless ejaculations as the cousin pushed until his balls into her rectum. What devilry had this girl invented? This time, the girl fainted for good and Maria lost consciousness.

The girl fell back on Séraphin, Ruben fell back on the girl. Séraphin bore the weight of the girl and the heavier cousin. He didn't mind, the girl's breasts pressed against his chest and his sex, still in her vagina, regained its strength. There was silence, just the boys breathing heavily, the girl had fainted, or something like that. They stayed like that for several long minutes.

Finally, Ruben got to his feet, lit a cigarette and sat down, thinking. Séraphin had pushed the girl to one side to free himself. He gently laid her as comfortably as possible on her back. Her breasts were red, burning and swollen. He asked his cousin for a cigarette:

— We've fixed her up really well, poor thing… look at her tits… what a state they're in… is she asleep?

— She's like Sleeping Beauty. Give her a kiss to wake her up, Séraphin, you're Prince Charming. It might just work.

The cousin grabbed one of the girl's breasts:

— I'd never seen a chick faint when you fucked her. Or get off so much. You can imagine, we fucked her for hours without lose our hard-on, and she came without interruption.

He looked at his watch:

— Crap! Six o'clock already! I've got to go, I didn't realise it was so late. I have to see the Sébastiani brothers about a car. We fucked for four hours, practically. I can't tell you what a pain in the arse she's going to be tomorrow. She'll be walking like a duck for days.

Séraphin gently kissed Maria's lips. He slowly caressed the swollen, burning breasts. The girl didn't open her eyes. Ruben hastily got dressed:

— Pinch her nipples, that should wake her up.

He stood up:

— OK, I'm going. If you still feel like fucking her, feel free… a little more, a little less… I'd do her, but I've got to run. I'll see you later. Wow! What a day! Fold the blanket tightly and put it on the bench, away from the damp, otherwise it'll get mouldy.

He left, or rather, fled, leaving Séraphin to fend for himself with the girl. He was still a little worried. What he was sure of was that she was alive. She was breathing and when you're breathing, you're alive. Séraphin was there, he would take care of it. His balls were aching and he realised he was still hard. The bugger!