Adam slides his hands under my shirt, over the lace of my bra, rubbing his thumbs against my nipples until they harden. When I release another moan his hands glide to my hips, pushing at my jeans, searching for the snap at the front.
“Are we going too fast?” Matt asks, shifting his body to make space for Adam.
I shake my head and fumble with Matt’s shirt, eager to slide my hands over his flat abdomen.
Soon we three are a tangle of limbs with clothes being removed as quickly as we can manage, while still touching, kissing, exploring.
I open Matt’s fly and slip my fingers inside, wrapping them around his big cock. I’ve been dreaming about it since catching sight of it last night, and this time it’s in my hand. His rod stiffens at my touch and seems to grow larger with each stroke.
I slide down to my knees hoping to see how much of him will fit in my mouth, but Matt comes down to the floor with me, flipping me onto my back before kicking off his pants. “I’d like to take things slower, Maddy, but I can’t wait any longer to be inside you.” His voice is ragged, the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.
“Don’t wait.” I push down my panties, the only thing I’m still wearing, and I spread my legs, hot with need as he lies over me, supporting himself on the weight of his forearms. The muscles in his shoulders flex, and my eyes follow the hard and curved lines down over his biceps, across his rippled abs, and down, down, to where he’s lining up the head of his cock at my entrance, dipping it into my wetness.
He pauses, the thickness of him just parting my lips, and desire nearly overwhelms me. “Fuck me, Matt.” He meets my eyes, searching, but also with an inner focus as if he’s concentrating on holding himself back. “Fuck me, please.”
He slides in, inch by delicious inch. When his body presses fully against mine, he stops, again searching my face, making sure that his well-above-average length is not hurting me. The care he’s taking with me melts my heart.
I smile at him and press my hips upward, letting him know I’m ready for more.
The feeling of his cock withdrawing and pushing back into me is so good. He gets into a rhythm and then gradually thrusts harder and faster. I dig my hands into the blanket beneath me, trying to gain leverage to offer resistance, to allow him to go in even deeper.
When he pulls out, I think that maybe he’s going to pass me off to one of his brothers but instead, he turns me on my side and lines up behind me, spooning me, finding entry from a new angle. With an arm wrapped around me and legs entwined with mine, he strokes his cock in and out of my pussy as his warm breath tickles my ear.
“How’s this?”
“It’s all so good.”
While Matt is fucking me from behind, Adam stretches out in front of me, lining his body up with mine, and leans close to kiss me. He’s fully naked now, and I admire the view when he pulls back.
He’s broader built than Matt and his cock is thick. He finds my clit with his thumb and starts to rub it, his hand so close to where his brother’s cock is pumping in and out of me.
When Adam finds just the right spot and matches his pace to Matt, an orgasm races out of nowhere to overtake me.
“Oh fuck. Oh yeah.” I writhe between them, rocking back and forth, before my body stills, overcome, unable to do anything but surrender to the overwhelming sensations. Matt continues stroking in and out of me as I ride the waves of pleasure.
When my eyes flutter open I find Adam watching me, his expression free of its usual cockiness. Instead, he’s looking at me with something resembling surprise or wonder.
Behind me, Matt uses his leg to spread mine further open, then shifts his angle and pushes in deeper, hitting a new spot inside me that makes me cry out in pleasure. He digs his fingers into my hip, holding me tight as he pistons faster, stills, then thrusts into me with the ragged rhythm of his orgasm. His breath is hot in my ear as he calls out my name with his release.
When Matt pulls out of me, kissing my shoulder as he goes, I feel like the most decadent girl in the world as I reach for Adam’s cock. It’s eager in my hand, twitching, swelling, and ready to play.
I stroke his hardness just a few times before he rolls onto his back, bringing me with him so that I’m astride his hips. Adam lifts me easily and repositions me, his cock ready to slide inside me. Supporting my weight on my knees, I rise up and control his entry, taking it slow. Now that I’ve had Matt and had an orgasm, I feel less frenzied, though no less excited.
Adam grins up at me, his cocky expression back in place, and I return his smile, slowing my pace to a crawl, wanting to frustrate him just a little. When I stop and start to pull back a bit, he grabs my hips and brings me down onto him. “Get on my cock, already, Mads.” His voice is part growl, part laugh.
Too distracted by the feeling of him inside me to tease him, I close my eyes and let out a long breath, circling my hips as I settle down onto him.
Keeping a steady grip on me, Adam pushes his hips upward, getting things moving while I’m momentarily content just to feel our bodies joined together this way. Eventually, I start to move, and as I meet his thrusts, he stills, letting me set the pace with some riding and some grinding. It feels so good to rub myself against him.
I lose myself to it until I notice Josh and Jake watching intently. It’s sexy, having them watch me fuck their brother, and it’s even more exciting to know I’ll be having them next.
Adam thumbs my clit as I slide up and down on him, and another orgasm races toward me. I come with intensity, and then again in quick succession, my head thrown back, my back arched, bare and being watched by four sets of eyes as I abandon all control.
No doubt seeing that I’m tired, my body weak after such overwhelming sensation, Adam deftly flips us over so that I’m on my back and he’s over me, filling my senses, possessing me like I’m his.
He brushes his hand over my brow and into my hair, holding me steady as he pumps into me, never losing his pace. He dips his head and captures one of my nipples in his mouth. When he sucks, pulling at it with his lips, fresh pulsations fire in my already overloaded system, and I writhe beneath him, nearly unable to believe that I am coming. Again.
“Oh god, oh Adam!” If my eyes and brain were able to function, I’m sure I’d be seeing another cocky grin on his beautiful face, but I’m too far gone, completely lost to the sensations washing through my body.
He slows inside me as I recover. It seems like it takes a long time for me to come back to myself, but as I do, Adam gradually pumps into me faster, his body a machine built for pleasure.
I watch him over me, his dark eyes watching mine, his brows determined, a fine sheen of sweat forming on his tightened jaw. I squeeze myself around him then, hoping to make the passage tighter as his cock pistons in and out of me.
“Fuck, Maddy.”
He thrusts faster and I tilt my pelvis, changing the angle ever so slightly, while still clenching my inner muscles.
“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck.” Adam stills, stiffens, and then pours himself into me, his eyes squeezed tightly shut and all traces of cockiness gone from his face as he gives himself over to pleasure.
When he finishes, he collapses beside me and we lie there together as our breathing gradually slows. Matt lies down on my other side, smiling at me as he trails a hand softly over my heated body.
“That was amazing,” I say to them both.
Adam stares up at the ceiling but I see his mouth curve into a grin. “I scored a few extra points, there.”
“Yeah, but I set her up for you,” Matt says, skimming his hand across my body from one hip bone to the other, making me shiver involuntarily.
Their competitiveness makes me smile as I close my eyes and listen to our breaths fall into a rhythm together.
20
The full experience
“Want a strawberry, Maddy?” Jake is kneeling next to me, where Adam had been.
“Something to drink would be good.” I sit up. Adam and Matt are across the room, naked lik
e me. Josh and Jake are still fully clothed.
Jake hands me my glass of wine and I take several large sips.
“Have you changed your mind about dinner? I can go make something.”
I shake my head. “Maybe later.” I give him a long look, my eyes dropping down to his jeans before meeting his eyes again.
“We thought you might want to rest awhile,” Josh says.
Setting my wine on the coffee table I stand and grab the twins’ arms. “I don’t think we’re done here. I want the full experience.”
Josh raises a brow. “The full experience?”
I nod before giving him a lingering kiss, which I follow up by turning and giving Jake similar treatment. “The full experience,” I repeat.
“Are you sure you’re ready for that?” Jake tugs my hair gently, pulling my head back so he can access my throat, where he sucks at the skin and then gives me a bite.
“I’m ready for anything.” I unbutton Jake’s shirt down to his waist before doing the same to Josh. As they pull off their shirts, I start on their jeans, unsnapping, unzipping, and unleashing their twin erections.
Their naked bodies are beautiful. Worthy of statues carved from marble. Mirrored perfection, though each special and always unique to me. I know them so well, or I did. I feel like I’ve known them forever, though now I’m getting to know them in different ways, as men.
Last night, they got me off by working together. What will they do now?
Jake turns to his older brother. “Matt, could you get the stuff from my night table?”
“Stuff?” I ask as Matt heads down the hall.
Jake smiles, a hint of his oldest brother’s smirk present in his expression. “Lube,” he explains. “You did say you wanted the full experience.”
I swallow as my breath catches in my throat, but eventually I nod. I trust them completely. I want them entirely.
From behind me, Josh’s arms wrap around my chest. He lifts a breast in each of his hands, playing with my nipples as he kisses the side of my throat. Jake steps closer, bringing his lips to mine, and all of my nerve endings light up with the full contact of their bodies against mine, surrounding me, making me feel like I’m part of them.
Eventually, we make our way down to the blanket where we get into a spooning position similar to how I laid with Matt. Josh lies behind me, Jake in front, facing me as we all continue kissing, touching, exploring.
Josh reaches between my legs and slips a finger inside my wet folds. I reach for Jake’s cock, stroking him as his brother strokes me. When Josh uses his fingers to spread me open, Jake slips the head of his cock into my pussy. He holds my gaze, his expression both serious and tender, as he steadily pushes into me.
“You’re so wet,” he sighs.
“I want you so much,” I explain.
His grin returns as he slides nearly out of me and then back in, seating himself deep inside me. “Oh, Maddy.” His voice is a desperate groan that floods me with even more wetness.
I move with him, meeting his hips as he begins to push in and out. Behind me, Josh runs his fingers through my hair, bites my shoulders, and presses his hardness into my backside.
Reaching behind me, I find his cock and stroke it, stopping to gather some of the juices dripping from my pussy to lubricate my touch. I turn my head and meet his eyes. “I want your cock in me, too, Josh.”
He responds with preparations. First a slippery finger, massaging my little puckered hole. His touch adds to the pleasure Jake is bringing me as he pumps in and out of my pussy.
Then Josh presses into me. Just his finger – I can tell that what I’m feeling isn’t nearly as big as his cock. He pushes into me just a bit, holds still, then wiggles and presses further, slowly letting me get used to his presence inside me.
It feels strange, but it also feels really good. I’m not sure I’d have been up for this if I was with him one-on-one, but the thought of having Josh and Jake at the same time gets me past any hesitation I might have had.
From the front, Jake rubs his thumb over my clit as he fucks me. He gradually increases the pace, responding to my breathing, which grows more ragged and fevered. Steadily, he builds up the pleasure until I erupt, my pussy clenching at his cock, desperate, grateful, satisfied.
As I’m still feeling the lingering effects of my orgasm, I also feel a thicker presence at my back door. Slippery and steady, Josh presses his cock into my virgin hole as his brother keeps a slow, steady rhythm in my pussy.
Here we go. Josh is slow and careful, watching my reactions as he makes progress. I encourage him with sound and motion, voicing my pleasure and pushing back against him when I’m ready for him to go deeper.
The feeling of fullness is incredible. There’s some discomfort, but I kind of like it. It’s not pain. It’s a different feeling.
“You okay?” Josh brushes his hand over my cheek, his breath tickling my ear.
“Yeah… yeah.” I nod, close my eyes, exhale and relax all of the muscles I’m holding tight.
Josh’s cock pushes in further and I moan. Both of them, inside me. Surrounded by Josh and Jake, taken by them, connected to them. Mine.
They begin to move together in a slow, steady, deep rhythm and I exhale again, melting into them. They move faster and my pleasure builds at a pace matching theirs. They are so good. And we are so good together. All of us.
As before, I realize I’ve gotten lost in the two of them. I remember that Adam and Matt are likely nearby, watching us, and as always, the thought of their eyes on me multiplies my arousal.
Josh and Jake fuck me faster still, one pushing in as the other pulls out, their breaths in synch, their bodies hot and sweaty in front of me and behind me, their hands all over me as their cocks bring me much more than double the pleasure.
“Oh god. Oh god.” I can’t manage to say anything more as another orgasm – I’ve lost track of how many tonight – many more than I thought I was capable of – races up and consumes me.
I’m amazed by the intensity of it. It’s deeper and more full body than anything I’ve ever experienced. It feels like it’s coming from my core but also pulsating inward and outward from every nerve ending on my body.
As I’m overwhelmed and overtaken, I’m dimly aware that both Josh and Jake are coming, too, emptying themselves into me as I take everything they have to give me.
It’s like a dream. It can’t be real.
21
A girl could get used to this
I’m the first one awake in the morning. It’s still dark but there are early signs of light coming in through the windows.
We’re all still on the floor together, Jake’s arm is on my back, Adam’s hand is on my thigh. Josh is lying perpendicular to us near my head and when I lift up a few inches I spot Matt on the other side of Josh.
So this wasn’t a dream. Last night really happened. I rest my head back on the small pillow beneath me and try to process what has happened.
It’s silly to think of sex changing a person. I hadn’t thought about sex that way since I was a virgin, and after my first experience, I realized I hadn’t changed. I was still the same person, just a person who had had sex.
But now I feel different in ways I could never have imagined. Maybe it was the intensity of the experience. The deep connection with men who had been lost to me. Seeing sides of them I never knew: a softer side to Adam, a bolder, take-charge side to Matt, and such tenderness from the twins. All four of them more concerned with my pleasure than their own. All of them sharing me like I belonged to all of them together.
A couple of weeks ago, I thought I never wanted to see these men again, and now I can’t imagine not having them in my life.
Whoa. That’s a dangerous thought. Sure, the brothers will be in my life by necessity since our parents are married, but they will not be in my life like this. Not intimate, naked, entangled physically and emotionally. What’s going on right now is a crazy, surreal, definitely temporary situation and I can’t l
et myself think it could be anything more than that.
This can’t last. This probably won’t last beyond today. We’ve had our fun. We’ve gotten it out of our system – well, mostly – and what we’ve done together needs to be something we don’t speak about or even think about again. It isn’t right.
But it felt right. So right.
Even in the early morning coolness of the dim room, my cheeks flush at the thought of last night. As if he’s heard my thoughts, Jake comes to life, his fingers tracing small circles on my back. When I turn to look at him, I’m rewarded with a sleepy grin.
“Good morning,” he whispers, his hand slowly gliding from my shoulders to my hips and back.
“Good morning.”
When he moves, I think he’s going to get up but instead, he rolls me onto my back and positions himself between my legs, his tongue giving my pussy a morning greeting all its own. Holy hell. A girl could get used to this.
Adam rouses a few minutes later and is instantly alert. When he tries to nudge his brother out of the way, Jake holds his ground. “I was here first,” he mumbles before returning to swirling his tongue in circles around my clit.
After brushing his lips to mine, Adam begins nuzzling my breasts, then sucking my nipples, and soon the soft groans I can’t contain awaken Josh and Matt.
The four brothers work together, lazily and tenderly, and my orgasm count is high before we even have breakfast.
The day I share with them is one of the best days of my life. In groups or in pairs, we cook together, shower together, play together. We play together a lot. The hours fly by in a blur of kisses, touches, smiles, and laughs.
After dinner and after the sun goes down, I make moves to go home since I have to work the next day, but the Harding brothers aren’t having it.
“Stay the night. You can get ready here in the morning.” Josh is behind me on the couch, rubbing my shoulders and kissing my neck. My legs are draped across Jake’s lap and he’s massaging my calves and thighs.
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