Author's Note: Just another silly, fast-paced quickie. It won't win a Pulitzer - but might evoke a smile.


Donna was feeling a little confrontational. Her brothers were hogging the television even though they knew that her favorite show, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, was on. "It's a repeat," Paul had said. "We know you already saw that show, anyways. We're going to watch Judge Judy." But it was Donna's turn to watch and her brothers were just being jerks.

"You wouldn't be such jerks if Miss Powers was home. She'd kick your butts." But the Paul and Steve just ignored her.

Well they wouldn't be ignoring her now. Donna ran up to her room and got changed into her skimpiest string bikini. She sauntered back down the stairs and strolled slowly and sexily in front of the TV screen, her blanket under her arm, out toward the back yard. Her brothers' jaws dropped as she strutted past.

Donna snickered to herself, knowing that she got the response she was going for. Those horny young jerks. She'd show them. There was no way they'd be able to concentrate on Judge Judy now. Donna spread her blanket out on the grass and laid down on it, letting the warm sun bake her already tanned body just a little more.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Paul and Steve watching her through the glass sliding door. She reached over for some tanning lotion and seductively rubbed it all over her perfect, barely covered body. She lifted the bottle as if to toast the two frustrated voyeurs.

Donna snickered again with disdain. She was such a cock teasing bitch. But these two deserved it. Donna had only known Paul and Steve for a short while. Although they were her "brothers" in Miss Power's foster home, they weren't related to her in any way. Miss Powers just liked to help out troubled kids and right now she had three she was taking care of.

So there you go. You've got two really horny guys watching a really hot young girl, barely dressed, sunning herself. They're not related. And you can assume that they're old enough to cause lots of mischief and be charged as adults if the police were to come and arrest them. Which they would have done, had Miss Powers called them. But she didn't.

Donna rolled on to her belly, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She heard the sliding door open and then she heard the sound of footsteps in the grass. She ignored them. They guys probably just wanted to get a closer look.

Suddenly Donna felt one of the guys sitting on her. He was pinning her arms to her body with his legs. Although she tried to struggle, he was bigger and much stronger. So Donna tried to yell. But as soon as she opened her mouth, it got stuffed full with a hand towel from the kitchen. Soon rope was wrapped around her head and past her mouth keeping the gag firmly in place. Seconds later, Donna fought as her arms were being pulled behind her back. But she wasn't strong enough. Soon her elbows and wrists were tied together.

As her wrists were being tied, her ankles and thighs were being tied also. Soon Donna found herself completely helpless, squirming around on her towel, totally incapacitated. Her arms were tightly bound behind her. Her legs were tightly tied together. The boys stepped back and admired their handiwork.

"GRRRRRR!", Donna yelled into her gag as she gazed up at her two captors.

Paul and Steve just chuckled at the helpless girl. "You look great, Donna," Steve said. "You really do have such a rocking figure." He reached down to fondle her breasts. But Donna turned away and kicked at him. "That's not very nice." Steve straddled the helpless girl and pushed her shoulders toward the ground. "You know what's great about these string bikinis?"

Donna shook her head, not having the faintest clue why Steve would think that a string bikini was such a great thing.

"The reason string bikinis are such a great thing is that they're so easy to remove!" Donna shrieked and shook her head again, eyes wide with fear. Steve deftly pulled four knots, turning what was once a bikini into just a couple pieces of cloth hanging out in the general vicinity of her bound naked body. Soon the two pieces of cloth were no longer in the vicinity of her bound naked body but a few feet away where Steve had tossed them.

He was now fondling her breasts. Donna tried to resist but it was hopeless. With Steve sitting on her belly, there was nothing she could do. But were was Paul? Her question to herself was soon answered as she felt a pair of fingers exploring her now exposed pussy.

"EEEEEEE!" Donna's eyes bulged again as Paul found her clit. Once again she emitted another "EEEEEEE!" into the gag as his finger entered her real wet pussy.

"Your pussy is real wet," Paul explained. "Are you liking this?"

Donna shook her head from side to side. "NOOOOO!" she tried to scream into her gag. Although she was indeed real wet down there and her body was enjoying the attention it was receiving.

"We better get inside," Paul told his foster brother. "The neighbors might hear us."

So they lifted Donna up and carried her back inside. Once inside they stood her up behind the sofa which was facing the TV. They untied her legs, spread them a few feet, and tied them to the legs of the sofa. The boys got some more rope and fashioned it around Donna's neck into a makeshift collar and leash. The leash dangled between her perfect round inviting breasts.

Donna stood at the center of the sofa facing the TV. Her brothers sat down. As she looked down Steve was to her left and Paul was to her right. Steve pulled down on the leash forcing Donna to bend forward. Since the couch did not have a very high back, Donna was able to easily bend forward until her body was parallel to the ground. Steve let go of the leash. Donna chose not to try to pull back but remained bent forward. She tilted her head forward and looked back. Her breasts were dangling invitingly. She shook her shoulders just for fun and watched them sway.

Paul and Steve each reached over and took hold of one of Donna's dangling boobs. "You're kind of getting into this, aren't you sis?" Paul asked his helpless foster sister.

Immediately Donna arched her back and straightened up back to a standing position. But she moved so quickly she lost her balanced and started to fall back. With her arms tightly tied behind her back there was nothing she could do to stop her fall back. "EEEEEEEEEE!" Fortunately Steve still had the leash in his hand and was able to pull Donna back up before she fell.

Donna slowly regained her composure. About as much composure as she could gain being tied helplessly to the sofa, totally naked and exposed, gagged in to near silence. She started to whimper. Why had her brothers done this to her? It wasn't fair.

"Oh stop whining," said Paul. "What did you expect? Walking around like that trying to get us all worked up. It worked."

"Yeah," Steve chimed in. "And here you are."

Donna knew the guys were right. She was asking for it. But this was a little bit over the top. So she stood there and cried. Steve and Paul looked up at their helpless, crying sister and started feeling the guilt that Donna hoped they would feel. The boys looked at each other. Then they nodded.

"Okay, Donna, you win. We'll put on Buffy for you okay?" Paul pointed the remote to the TV and changed the channel.

Donna stopped crying and smiled happily into her gag. Here eyes, although still a little wet, were now glowing with joy. She watched contentedly as Buffy slew vampire after vampire with her finely sharpened wooden stakes. The boys, arms crossed, frowns on their faces, watched with her.

Now Donna felt guilty. She didn't want to ruin her brothers' day. So she bent forward and arched her back. She was still facing the TV screen but now her breasts were available for her brothers' enjoyment. She giggled happily as Paul and Steve took turns playing with her fun bags. As Paul licked and sucked her full hard-nippled boobs, Steve knelt down in front of the couch.

"I have a great idea," he said as he tied the leash to the front leg of the sofa, making it impossible for their bound naked sister to straighten back up. Donna was a little annoyed. But she wasn't that uncomfortable in this position so she didn't complain too much. She crooked her head up and got back into the show.

"OOOOOOOO!" Donna gasped as she felt a large solid cock enter her pussy from behind. "OOOOOOO!" she screamed, her eyes once again bulging, as Steve started fucking her from behind. "NOOOOOOO!" she screamed.

Steve stopped. "What's wrong sis?"

Donna nodded her head at the TV.

"Can't concentrate on the show?" Steve asked.

Donna nodded.

"Want me to wait till there's a commercial?"

Donna nodded.

"Okay."

But Steve didn't pull out. Instead he just kept his rock hard cock inside his helpless bound and gagged sister and slowly eased himself in and out. Just enough friction to keep himself solid.

"Is that okay?" he asked.

Donna took a deep breath and nodded. She turned her gaze back at the Buffy show. Paul's attentions at her breasts were manageable as were Steve's slow, rhythmic thrusts from behind. Still, Donna knew she wouldn't be able to hold off her orgasm for long. She felt it building and building with each thrust and tease. Soon Donna gave up trying to watch the show. She wiggled her hips subconsciously and moaned, hoping that a commercial would soon appear.

The scene faded and soon a commercial took control of the set. "Trojan Man!" blared from the TV's speakers and Steve resumed fucking his foster sister at full intensity.

"Oh shit," thought Donna a second or two before it happened. "Steve isn't wearing any protection. Oh well..." was the last thing she thought before a crushing orgasm rocked her world. Steve continued to pump relentlessly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. "AAAAAAAAAAAA!" she screamed into the gag. Paul's breast bites heightened the intensity of the orgasm. Donna shook, sputtered and arched her back. "AAAAAAAAAAA!" The couch was shaking with her.

Finally she collapsed on forward letting her body limply fall forward on to the sofa.

"Wow," said Steve as he slowly pulled his satiated cock out of the helpless girl. "That was awesome."

Donna sighed and nodded happily in agreement.

"My turn next!" chirped Paul.

"I don't think so!" came an angry voice from the side off the room.

"It's not like it looks," Steve protested meekly as he turned toward Miss Powers, who was standing at the door with her arms crossed.

"It's not how it looks?" replied Miss Powers. "So you two didn't just strip, tie and fuck Donna against her will? You boys are in so much trouble! Get up to your rooms this minute!"

Steve put his cock away and slowly followed Paul up the stairs to their rooms. Miss Powers, a hot forty-something MILF by the way, walked over to Donna who was still well tied to the sofa. She ran her hand over her perfect round ass and spanked it lightly.

"You were the instigator, weren't you my dear? Don't you try to fool me. You brought this on yourself, didn't you?"

Donna nodded meekly.

Miss Powers rubbed Donna's exposed and still very wet pussy. "Did you get a pretty good fucking?"

Donna giggled and nodded again.

Miss Powers knelt behind the helpless girl and looked intently into her glistening pussy. "You kids have all the fun." Donna yelped and moaned as Miss Powers ran her hand over her pussy and rubbed her clit with her middle finger.

"You girls will never learn," she said. WHACK! Miss Power smacked her on the butt. Donna tried to straighten up but the leash stopped her progress.

Miss Powers moved her nose into Donna's butt and blew on her pussy. "EEEEEE!" Then she extended her tongue and tickled Donna's clit with it. "EEEEEEEEEE!" came the response. Another WHACK!

"You need to be taught a lesson!"

For the next hour Miss Powers teased Donna with her tongue, alternating with good solid WHACKS! in between. Donna cried and struggled as the torture escalated. A short session with the tongue, a WHACK - then nothing. Miss Powers was expertly turning Donna into a bowl full of mush, keeping her right on the edge of orgasm. If Donna tried humping the sofa in an attempt to get over the edge, Miss Powers would smack her back into line.

Steve and Pete watched mesmerized from the top of the steps, thinking Miss Powers did not see them. But after a while she winked at them, letting them know she was aware.

"OOOOOOO!" Donna struggled in futility. "EEEEEEEEE!" She needed the orgasm so bad she felt she was about to explode.

"So, little Miss Tease? Are you going to stop teasing your brothers?"

Donna nodded as hard as she could.

"Okay then." Miss Powers got up and walked away toward the kitchen. "Let this be a lesson to you."

Donna was in tears. She still needed to come so badly. But Miss Powers ignored her. Finally after a couple minutes, but what seemed like an eternity to Donna... "Paul!" Miss Powers waved for Paul to come down the steps toward her. "Be a good brother and finish off your sister, will you?"

Paul wasted no time, rushing down the steps, almost tripping as he tried to pull down his pants along the way. Soon he was in position behind Donna, pumping her for all he was worth.

Both young people attained their release at around the same time. "OOOOOOO!" screamed Donna as she came like a freight train from Spain. "AAAAAHHHHHH!" sputtered Paul as he emptied the contents of his cock into his happy sister.

After the dust had settled, Miss Powers walked back into the TV room. "So you three, are you going to do this again?" The three looked at each other and giggled. "Wrong answer!" snapped Miss Powers. The three immediately shook their heads "No".

"Now you two, let your sister go." So they untied Donna, who then ran upstairs and got dressed. The boys sat back down on the sofa and turned on the Judge Judy show.

"Not so fast you two," Miss Powers said in an evil voice.

When Donna came back down the steps Steve and Paul were now standing behind the sofa facing the TV, naked, gagged, hands tied behind their back, ankles tied to the sofa's legs.

"Which one do you want?" Miss Powers asked her stunned foster daughter.

Donna shrugged. After flipping a coin, Donna knelt on the sofa cushions facing Paul and Miss Powers knelt facing Steve.

"First one with a mouth full of cum wins," Miss Powers said as she dropped a twenty dollar bill on the sofa between them.

"Your on!" said Donna just before taking her foster brother Paul's erect cock into her mouth.

The two boys groaned contentedly as the two women did their best to win the bet, bobbing gleefully on the rigid poles of flesh. Miss Powers had the edge in technique, stroking Steve's balls lightly as she sucked. But Donna, no stranger to the Internet and the ideas available there, won points for creativity as she stripped off her top and used her breasts to squeeze Paul's cock while she licked it.

Soon both boys cocks exploded happily into their eager ladies' warm mouths, one expelling his load a mere three seconds before the other.

So... did the experienced MILF win this battle of the blowjobs? Or did the hot young babe? Neither side would admit defeat!