Glen and Brian get busy with Meg Griffin

WARNING: ADULT CONTENT

I had this idea of Glen Quagmire teaming up with Brian Griffin to "do" Meg Griffin.  Meg of course is the perfect fit for these two would be porn stars.  Brian wouldn't pass up the chance to whip out his red pecker and Glen Quagmire?  Well, he's always up for a "threesome".  I see Meg as being willing and able but just not very "excited".  In her mind she's just helping the boys "get their rocks off".  Glen and Brian are of course insatiable bastards and would do Meg until the cows come home or they run out of jizz.  I have no affiliation with Family Guy.  This is total fantasy fiction of my own thinking.  Get busy sucking cock Meg!

Quagmire and Brian do Meg

Glen Quagmire and Brian Griffin were double teaming Meg Griffin at both ends.  Glen had his cock sliding in and out of Meg’s throat while Brian was working like a dog at Meg’s tight little pussy.  Earlier, before all the festivities began, all three of our adventurers were sitting on the living room couch in the Griffin Family living room, teasing each other as good friends often do.

                “Go on, Meg!” said Quagmire, “You gotta have at least a couple of boyfriends!”
                “Yeah, Meg, I hear that door knock at least three or four times a day!” Brian chortled with a wag of his tale.

                “Oh, come now boys!” Meg blushed with her hands planted firmly in her lap, “I’m not sexy enough for one boy, let alone two!”

                “You’re sexy enough for me, young lady!” Glen said with a sideways look.  He winked at Meg while his cock stiffened in his pants.  

                “That goes for me, too Meg!” Brian growled.  “You’re ‘aces’ In my book, and as far as we’re concerned, hell, you are one of the hottest babes your age right here in Quahog… isn’t that right Glen?” Brian’s red pecker peeped out of its sheath as he anticipated the result of Quagmire’s plan to seduce Meg Griffin with rarely received compliments and overly suggestive charm.  Meg was after all, by all accounts, ready, willing and… so dumb enough (as well as desperate enough…) for some sort of male attention, she would certainly succumb to two well practiced horn-dogs like Quagmire and Brian.  

                “Giggity!”  Quagmire said and placed his hand on Meg’s thigh.  Meg noticed immediately… Then Brian placed his paw lightly on Meg’s shoulder.  Meg noticed that, too.  Meg looked back and forth between Glen’s greasy smile and Brian’s pleading grin with his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth… then she looked back and forth a second time and then promptly made up her mind.  Then she said something that both Glen and Brian would swear later on they never heard come out of her mouth before; something that briefly gave them pause.  Not to pull back and change their minds but in fact, to move forward with no control whatsoever!  Meg said clear as a bell: “I bet you each five dollars I can make you come at the same time!”

                And it was on…

After that unanticipated invitation, things moved along rather quickly.  Glen yanked off his clothes in a matter of seconds and Meg did exactly the same.  Brian looked on while his tail wagged, ogling Meg’s naked body with total voyeuristic admiration.  Thin on top but an ample bottom!  In fact, that’s where Brian laid his sights… he was going to fuck Meg’s tight little snatch until right before he was ready to blow a load and then switch up and “doggie-style” her asshole for a ball-wrenching finish!  That thought gave him a rock hard red pecker, ‘knot’ and all.

Meg about to suck Glen's cock!

“Here ya go, Meg!” Glen then encouraged Meg’s head down towards his lap where his hard cock waited impatiently.  Meg naturally opened her mouth and quickly swallowed Glen’s dick with a thrust of confidence neither boys realized she possessed.  Meg got busy… (Glumph, Gurgle, Schlup!).  Meg stroked Glen’s cock in rapid order, soon coating his shaft with a thin coat of saliva.  Brian (at the other end…) wasted no time, using the head of his dick to spread Meg’s moist pussy lips before unceremoniously stuffing his throbbing pecker all the way into her snatch.  The bulbous ‘knot’ smacked against her bald vagina, but that didn’t stop Brian.  In a matter of seconds, Brian Griffin was pounding away like a dog against Meg’s beaver.

At the start, Glen used his hand on her head to assist Meg’s tempo, but quickly realized she had things well in ‘hand’ (or well in the mouth…).  Meg’s head bounced up and down his Johnson with a sense of determination he never knew she possessed… he immediately felt the rush her efforts were generating… he knew this was going to be a nut-buster.  Looking over Meg’ back, Brian was actively engaged and locked on; both paws on each hip, humping away at her backside with a speed he didn’t think was humanly possible (but then Brian wasn’t human…); Brian’s tongue hung out as he panted, eyes partly closed as he felt the pleasure mount.  Meg’s ass was like a bowl of Jell-O… undulating with each thrust (FAP, FAP, FAP!).  Brain powered his cock in and out of Meg’s teen aged pussy! 

Meg getting slammed by Brian from behind!

Then Glen looked down and watched in awe as Meg demonstrated a miraculous example of expert timing.  Sucking and bobbing to the beat of Brian’s hips, she braced herself but somehow was in perfect rhythm at both ends! 

Meg worked Glen’s cock knowing full well he had a lot of experience with other women.  Standing out among all those girls he had sex with meant she had to show him her ‘worth’.  Meg figured this was her big chance… so she held nothing back!

Brian looked at Glen and Glen looked back at Brian.  Meg was between the two of them on her hands and knees.  Brian was latched on to Meg’s backside and Quagmire was screwed into her mouth.  All three participants were a well-oiled machine blazing a trail to ecstasy!

“High five fuck!”  Brian groaned out loud.
“Giggity!” Glen mumbled back as hand met paw over Meg’s bare back. 

Both boys were in total rhythm, cock to mouth, pecker to beaver, working their way to a fluid-filled ending.  Meg was like a human sponge, soaking it all up, knowing full well two gushers were right around the corner… and she was the bucket.  

Meg would later claim, after all that she did, she didn’t have an orgasm because she was so focused on the boys and what they were doing and taking care of their ‘tools’.  Not that it mattered to Glen or Brian…

Glen was starting to feel it… and looking at Brian’s face, Glen understood his canine compatriot was close as well. 

“A tag team facial!” Glen called out as he realized he was closer than he originally thought. 
“Now you’re talkin’, partner!”  Brian huffed as his balls tensed up and his knot swelled.

Meg tried to protest but simply couldn’t talk with her mouth full of cock.  “Nah, nah, glumph, schlup… gurgle…  nah glum gon mo spashe…” was the best she could do. 

“Oh, shit, Brian!…” Glen mumbled expectantly...

“Oh, fuck, Glen!…” Brian moaned and quickly slipped his red pecker from Meg’s dripping pussy.

Brian hopped over Meg’s spread ass, positioning himself right next to Quagmire’s bare hip, aiming his red pecker directly at Meg’s face, still full of Quagmire’s jack-hammering cock.

“I’m… coming!  Right… now!”  Glen roared. 

“Right with you, buddy!” Brian growled.  Both cocks were poised for release.

Meg quickly tried to wipe her mouth; momentarily holding herself up on both knees and her left hand.  The couch cushions made it hard to balance herself.  “Wait, guys… don’t…” was all Meg managed to get out before both their swollen red cocks exploded onto her face.  Both Quagmire and Brain groaned out loud, consumed by overwhelming sexual gratification.

“Argh!” Brian barked. “Ugh, Ugh, Ugh… howl!”
“Oh fuck yeah!  Oh… oh… oh… humph!” Glen cried with each ejaculatory convulsion. 

Glen and Brian came at the exact same moment; their cocks gushing forth warm semen from deep within, their man toobs squeezing out an epic load that buried Meg Griffin’s face from the top of her knit cap all the way to the tip of her chin.  Glen never held back when it came to facials and certainly not for Meg’s benefit.  

Brian on the other hand always prided himself on the quantity his ‘knot’ could hold, coaxing a healthy dose especially for one of the Griffin girls!  Splat!  Splat! And Splat! Again!  Meg was covered in a well measured combo of man and dog goo!  Glen and Brian could almost see the steam rise off her blistered face!  Glen topped the whole thing off with a “dick flip” (that’s where you flick your dick at a woman’s face to clear that last drop of cum off the tip… usually doing so towards her face in the process…); “There ya go, Meg! Just for keeps!”

                “Fuck, that was beautiful, man!”  Brian leaned back against the couch, admiring their handiwork.  “You know Meg… you look totally plastered!  Wow!  What a geyser we pulled off!”

                “Yeah, Meg!”  Quagmire looked down and smiled his best “after a facial shot” smile.  “Giggity!  That is a ton of goo!  But don’t worry, Meg… it’s great for the skin!”  Glen sighed and milked a few drops from the tip of his wilting cock.  Brian’s red pecker silently slipped back into its sheath (for the moment…).  Meg looked up at Glen and Brian.

                “You guys each owe me five dollars!” she said, wiping cum out of her eye and off her cheek.  Glen and Brian exchanged a look.  Both shrugged their shoulders. 

“I got this…” Brian said as he pulled a ten spot from inside his collar.

“Awfully sporting of you, Brian!  Thanks!” Glen replied.

“I can’t believe how much you boys came!”  Meg said with a look of amazement under all that jizz.  “I had no idea you could… do all that.” 

“Well, ‘Peter North’ has nothing on ole Quagmire!”  Glen boasted. 

“Who is ‘Peter North’?”  Meg asked with a puzzled look on her sopping wet face.  “Can I have a hanky or something…”

“No one important at the moment, Meg…” Glen assured her.

 

“Dude, you shot one hell of a load!” Brian complimented Quagmire on his historic discharge.  Meg tried to clean herself up.  Needless to say, Quagmire and Brian were oblivious to her dilemma.  Meg was slightly annoyed.

“Yeah, Meg’s mouth brings out the ‘best’ in me I guess!  Giggity goo!” Glen quipped as Meg continued the almost ridiculous task of soaking up an amount of spillage equal to a half gallon of milk.  Actually, that would be ‘cream’, not milk.

“Well, Meg’s pussy brought out the best in me as well I guess…” Brian smiled at Meg. “You know Meg, I was always wanting to ‘tap that ass’… I was soooo wanting to ‘stick the old pencil right up the bum’, as the English would say… you are one tasty morsel after all!”  Brian digressed.  “Hershey highway would have been a sweet way to end the show… but, what do you say?  Next time we slip it up the ‘pooper’?”  Brian was rather proud of himself.

Meg wiped her glasses, put them back on and smiled at her partners.  “Brian, you are one horny bastard!”  Meg stated in a most blatant manner.  “Glen?  That goes for you, too!”

                “Wait a second… I resemble that!” Glen said with a smile.  Meg was about to reach for her clothes, almost forgetting she was already standing up, completely naked.  

Glen and Brian were also standing there looking at Meg.  Two naked people (one of them covered in jizz) and one dog.

                “You know what?  I never came… I didn’t have an orgasm… how come I don’t get to come?”  Meg complained.

Yet again, Glen and Brian exchanged glances and then looked at Meg.  There she stood in her birthday suit, thinking she missed out on the “icing on the cake”.  Quagmire came, Brian came but she didn’t get to.  How sad…

“Our mission is not yet accomplished my canine friend!” Glen said with determination.

“You are correct, sir!”  Brian saluted.  “What are your orders, General?”

“Switch up!”  Glen barked an order and Brian immediately went into action.  

Pushing Meg back onto the couch, he starting licking Meg’s wet beaver.  Brian’s tongue was a blur of lapping fury… Meg was slow to react but her legs were spread wide which of course sent Quagmire on the quick road to refractory recovery.  Glen dove in and in seconds, both boys were licking Meg’s pussy simultaneously like there was no tomorrow!

“Oh… my… God!”  Meg swooned as she felt her pussy catch fire.  She was already primed from her double-tap ordeal, but this follow up was beyond belief.  She felt a climax approach the likes of which her hotdogs and cucumbers could never match. 

“oh… Jesus!  Oh, my… damn it… Glen… Brian… don’t stop!  Ever!”  Meg cried out.  “I’m coming!!”     

"I'm coming!!" cried Meg. "Make me cum!" 

             
         

                   Never to leave a female unfulfilled, Quagmire and Brian did their good deed for the day.  Meg Griffin was satisfied (several times) and both boys came a second time (Glen did her doggie-style and Brian humped Meg’s face…).  Both boys fire off yet another complimentary load, once again to Meg’s astonishment.  Once their sexual fire was drowned, both boys seemingly lost interest in Meg’s effort to “pillow talk”.

 

“Do you guys wanna get ice cream or something?” Meg asked with a smile (that finally didn’t have cum all over it…).

“No, Meg…” said Quagmire.

“No Meg… “ said Brian.  

Meg looked at Glen and Brian who were hesitating for some reason.  Meg got the hint and took off her clothes again.

“OK…” Meg sighed. “One more time for the road…”

Quagmire looked at Brian and smiled.  “Giggity!”