Looking into the room, I kept Asher and Alex at my back. I couldn’t watch this, couldn’t stare helplessly as they approached me to do whatever it was they had planned to do. I wasn’t sure how three people in this scenario worked out and rather than making a fool of myself, I chose to let them take the lead…to take control.
The warm palms of someone’s hand touched my shoulders, the thumbs rubbing across my skin as soft lips kissed me along the neck. I leaned my head to one side, closing my eyes and not caring which one it was that was touching me.
His hands moved over the bodice, cupping the weight of my breasts in his palms.
I jumped when another set of hands grasped the tops of my thighs, the feeling of someone’s mouth pressing up against the material of my dress between my legs.
“Shhhhhhh, Kelly. We’ll take care of you.”
I believed them. There was no doubt in my mind that these men had been with one woman at the same time before. It didn’t make me feel upset to know that. It only made me more excited.
This wouldn’t be an awkward situation. Alex and Asher knew what they were doing.
Hands moved along my thighs, my dress parted at the slit, revealing my panties. While one brother massaged my breasts and suckled on the sensitive lobe of my ear, the other one teased his finger between my thighs and over my sodden panties. His mouth closed over the material covering my clit, his breath snaking along the cloth and heating me up inside.
A quick tug at the back of my dress and I felt the zipper pull down, the tight sequined bodice of my dress parting until it slipped down my body like liquid silk. I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath and fingers clenched at my hard nipples, while warm palms grasped at the fullness of my breasts.
“On the bed.” Clearing his throat, Alex directed where he wanted me to be. There was no argument in me. I was too turned on and twisted so tight, I felt like I would snap. Obeying him without question, I walked over to the bed.
“Lie on your back in the center of the bed, Kelly. Let us take care of you first.”
My stomach rolled over itself with nervousness. I’d never had sex before and my first time would be with two men instead of one. I was afraid it would hurt…afraid that I wouldn’t be able to go through with it.
Asher positioned himself between my thighs and Alex lay on the mattress near my head. His chest was all I could see when he leaned over me to take one of my breasts in his mouth.
“I’m taking you first, Kel. Alex has wanted you for a long time, but I’m the one who’s loved you for as long as I’ve known you.”
My mouth opened to respond to Asher, but no sound came out. One breast was being licked and nipped by Alex’ mouth as the other was being massaged and teased by his hand. Asher, slipped his thumbs beneath the string sides of my panties and slipped the material from my legs. As he moved back up, he trailed his lips along the inside of my thigh, his hands running along the outside of my legs. I closed my eyes because I wasn’t able to see the room with Alex leaning over me.
Asher’s tongue licked circles around my clit, my core clenching and grabbing for something, my body becoming even more wet with each circle he made. He nipped at me and pushed two fingers inside me. I cried out, my hips lifting from the bed as Alex placed his mouth over mine to silence the moans escaping me.
When Alex pulled away, I opened my eyes and he smiled down. “You like that, Kel?”
“Y-Yes.” I could barely speak as Asher continued to pump his fingers in and out of my body, his mouth still working my clit.
“Good. I want to hear you scream for Asher, okay. Let go to it, Kel.”
I was twisted up and ready to snap, my body thrumming with the orgasm he was building inside me. Alex kissed me again, stealing the scream that erupted from my lungs as soon as Asher pushed me over an exquisite peak.
“That’a girl.” Brushing the hair away from my head, Alex grinned down at me.
Asher moved between my knees and I heard the material of his pants his the floor. The sound of a wrapper rustled before the tip of his cock pushed against my opening.
“Move Alex. I’ll take her for now.” Asher said on a growl.
“No problem, Asher.”
Alex moved off the bed and watched as Asher pushed his cock against me again. Asher leaned down over my trembling body and whispered in my ear, “I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.” His lips kissed my ear before taking my mouth in a sultry kiss that had me dripping with anticipation.
His cock pressed in, stretching me on the inside and I froze before relaxing into him. He moved slowly at first, stretching me and readying me for when he would take my body harder.
“Are you okay?” He asked and I nodded my head, unable to escape the stupor of hormones this moment was pushing through me. His strong arms caged me to the mattress, his hips rotating as he pushed himself in and out of my body.
It stung. I won’t lie, but that pain was quickly soothed by the lubrication between our bodies and the much stronger release that was building up inside me.
He kissed me as he maintained a slow lazy rhythm. Pulling his mouth away he asked, “Do you think you can take more.”
“Yes.” I answered breathlessly, crying out when he took no time in turning onto his back until I was straddling him on top.
Turning my head, I noticed how Alex watched me, how he was naked and his glorious body was hard and gleaming beneath the dim light of the room. He caught my eye and climbed onto the bed, holding himself up on his knees, wordlessly begging me for permission to enter my mouth.
“Yes.” My mouth fell open and he forced his cock inside, the salt taste of his skin so erotic. Both men pushed inside of me with the same rhythm and I lost the ability to think. Alex came first, the thick evidence of his release sliding down my throat as Asher finished inside me. His cock pushed up so deep that I screamed, finding my own release and melting down over his body.
The euphoria made me feel heady and slow. But they weren’t done. I was again laid down on the bed, the twins switching positions as one worked at my breasts and the other took his turn pushing himself inside my gripping and greedy pussy.
Hours…they gave me hours and after it was done, we lay together in the bed, holding each other as we caught our breath and allowed our hearts to slow to a normal rhythm.
I couldn’t believe what I’d just done, but like a beast awakened, I couldn’t wait to do it again.
Chapter Seven
The next day of school after Homecoming and everything had returned to normal.
Well…almost.
After spending a night loving and using each other for the most carnal of pleasure, we’d agreed to keep the tryst a secret between the three of us. We didn’t want to bother our parents with the news that their ‘children’ had become ‘lovers’. My mother would faint to learn that not only was I sleeping with one, I was sleeping with both…at the same time.
I was sitting in my last class for the day, my leg shaking as my foot tapped against the ground. With eyes glued to a clock that I swear had moved backwards, I couldn’t break myself from the anticipation of returning home where I would be alone with the twins for hours.
When the bell finally rang, I sprang from my chair and tore out of the room before any other person in the room could pack up. The drive home was short and for the first week in my life, I didn’t end up with a flat tire.
Opening the door into the house, I tossed my bag on the ground and took the stairs two at a time as I ran up to my room.
My door was closed and I slammed my hand on the handle, opening it wide to find both Alex and Asher waiting for me on my bed.
A smile pulled at my lips. “Round five, boys?”
They both laughed.
Quickly crossing the room, I lay on the bed and allowed them to remove my clothes. Once again a swirl of hands and tongues, fingers and cocks, my body was pushed to its limits to be left floating on the ecstasy and euphoria of being with them.
I didn’t know where
this relationship would go.
I didn’t know if we’d ever tell anybody what we’d done.
But I didn’t care.
After so many years of hating this house and hating the twins, I was finally excited about being with them.
I’d let time decide what happened to us, but for the rest of my senior year, I’d watch them in school and make love to them when I returned home.
It was the best of both worlds with two men who knew exactly what to do with my body.
For once in my life, I was really to have twin stepbrothers.
The End
DOUBLE TROUBLE – BOOK 2
Chapter One
Graduation was right around the corner. Not only was I excited to make the walk, but so were my stepbrothers, Alex and Asher. With emerald green eyes and messy brown hair, the twins couldn't have been more handsome if they tried.
We sat at the photographer's studio, my mom - and their stepmom - proudly watching in the background as the camera flashed and recorded our senior pictures. It was the last week of high school and the summer would give us plenty of time to prepare for life outside our parents' home. We were going on a road trip across the states until we reach the outskirts of Oregon. I was looking forward to the trip because I was closer than ever to my stepbrothers.
Reaching around where nobody would see his hand, Asher pretended to place an innocent arm around my waist, when in fact, his palm was proudly cupping the cheek of my bottom. I jumped at first, turning my head to look at him and smile.
Leaning over, I whispered, "Stop. My mom will see you.
Mischief was written into his expression as he granted the photographer's camera a beaming smile.
"Okay, kids. Turn so you all are facing the same direction and put your arms around each other. Look this way and smile!"
Asher and Alex turned, Asher's excitement pressing against my back. I jumped to feel it and he chuckled quietly behind me. Whispering again, I said, "I'll get you for this."
He leaned over and whispered back, "I hope so. Can't wait for mom and dad to go out of town this weekend."
Alex overheard us and added, "Yeah, Kelly. You won't be able to walk straight by the time we're done."
"Smile!" The photographer reminded us.
Cheesy grins covered our faces and the photographer commented to my mom, "Your kids are so easy to work with. Most teenage siblings normally fight during this process."
Mom beamed proudly. "I know. And to think, they're stepsiblings. I'm so pleased at how well they get along. To be honest, it wasn't until recently that they've grown closer, so I assume it took time and maturity for them to see each other as family."
Hiding his hand within the folds of my oversized graduation robe, Asher slid an explorative finger between my legs. Leaning over, his lips brushed the shell of my ear when he said, “Maturity is right. I can barely sleep without thinking about your perfect fucking tits."
I laughed, even though my knees went weak because of what his hand was doing to me. Of the two boys, Asher and my connection was more emotional...whereas Alex and I were more physical. Asher didn't mind sharing because he loved watching me, but I knew that someday soon, boundaries would have to be set with the two brothers. Although they didn't mind sharing with each other, I knew that Asher's developing love could potentially ruin what the three of us had together. This weekend would be the best time for the three of us to work out how the rest of our relationship would play out.
After the road trip, we planned to attend the same college and mom and dad were purchasing us a condo close to campus for us to share. The condo was three bedrooms, but I knew two of those rooms would barely be used. The master would be the most likely place to find us in the middle of the night.
The situation was new to me in so many ways. Just a few months ago, I couldn't stand either Asher or his brother, Alex. But, on Homecoming night, when the boys had revealed the reason behind their relentless teasing through the years, I'd given them a chance to make up for all the pain and torment they put me through. Not only did they make up for it on that night - they continued making up for it every night we had alone from that night forward. I couldn't get enough of them and I was glad I allowed myself to get over their past cruelty to reap the benefits of two brothers who were absolutely gorgeous.
To say I was shocked they wanted me would be an understatement. For years, I thought they hated me, especially after their father married my mother and we became "family." As it turned out, they were doing what most young boys do when they like a girl...they were picking on me to get my attention. I was thankful our parents forced us to go with each other to Homecoming. I don't think the three of us would have ever discussed our relationship if we hadn't been stuck in a limo together with a few bottles of champagne to loosen us up.
"I fucking want you so bad..." Asher whispered again.
Swinging my arm back, I elbowed him in the stomach, "Shhhh. Mom will hear you. Plus, we're almost done. Only a few more hours until mom and dad leave for that medical convention. Then we have three whole days together."
He bit the lobe of my ear, "Fine. But, as soon as they're out of the driveway, I'm bending you over my bed."
My jaw dropped in shock just as the flash of the photographer's camera lit the room. Great, I thought. That should make for an interesting photo.
"Okay. We're all done here. Kids, you can remove your gowns and wait for your mom in the lobby. We'll only be a few minutes while she selects which photos she would like to buy."
Quickly removing the black robes, we marched out into the waiting room. I tried to take a seat on the large couch, but Asher grabbed my arm and hauled me towards the restroom.
"Asher, stop!" I complained.
Alex sat in the seat I was about to take and laughed as his brother dragged me away. "Have fun you two. I'll keep a look out for mom."
Despite my complaints, Asher had no problem dragging me into the bathroom, locking the door behind us as he cornered me against the sink. “I can’t wait any longer.”
My eyes were opened wide. “Asher,” I argued, “What if we get caught?”
His grin caused me to melt. There was no denying him. He was too fucking beautiful. Angling his head to the side, he made it obvious that he was looking over my body. Reaching to unbuckle his pants, he said, “Then we better make this quick.”
My panties were soaking wet just watching him. Planting my palms on the countertop, I hoisted myself up to sit. Slowly, I pulled up my skirt, revealing more thigh, and the breath shuddered from his lungs. “Oh, you know just what to do to make me hard. Slip your panties off, beautiful.”
Smiling, I said, “We don’t have time for that. Maybe you can just move them aside.”
He reached out for me and grabbed my hips. His lips met mine and he forced his tongue inside, completely taking control of my mouth. When he pulled away, he nipped my bottom lip with his teeth and said, “Maybe I’ll just bend you over instead.”
His hands pulled me off the counter, spun me around and bent me over the sink. I watched in the mirror as he licked his fingers and reached beneath my skirt to push my panties to the side and lubricate my pussy. Smiling, he realized I was already wet enough.
“I can’t get enough of you, Kelly. Damn girl, I love that you are so wet and ready for me.”
Positioning his cock at my opening, he pushed in with one smooth stroke and my eyes rolled back in my head at how wonderful it felt to be stretched open by his width. My body trembled, his one hand holding my hip while his other explored up my shirt to grip my breast. Opening my eyes, I watched him in the mirror, admiring the way he bit his lip as his hips rolled behind me, pushing his cock in and out of my body.
His smile was wicked as he locked his eyes with mine in the mirror. “You like watching me fuck you, don’t you? You’re such a dirty little girl.”
He pounded harder and I had to bite my lip not to cry out at how good he felt inside me. Watching him fuck me was turning me on even m
ore and I quickly thought about all the places in the house that had a mirror we could use when it was the three of us together. Having one behind me was amazing, but two? I think I would absolutely explode watching both of them have their fun.
I cried out with my orgasm, my knees trembling, barely keeping me standing. Now that he knew I’d had my pleasure, Asher grasped my hips and finished himself, pulling out because he hadn’t used a condom. I wasn’t worried, though. Mom had started me on the pill two months prior in order to regulate my cycle.
His eyes burned into mine through the mirror, sweat beading down the side of his handsome face. Playfully, he slapped my ass, and I jumped.
“Good girl,” he teased.
Pulling my clothes into place, I said, “Hurry up,” as he cleaned up the evidence of what we’d just done.
Without a second to spare, we walked out of the bathroom together and froze when we saw my mom standing in the waiting room talking to Alex.
Chapter Two
“Hey, Kelly. Was Asher able to help you with the broken sink?” My mom smiled in our direction and the photographer looked towards the bathroom.
“Is something wrong with the sink?” She asked. “I’ll call maintenance and have them take a look at it.”
Alex waved at us and said, “I was just telling mom why both of you were in there. I told her the sink wasn’t turning on, so Asher went to help you. Did you two get it all figured out?” He winked and I was thankful that he covered for us.
“Yep,” I lied. “I swear I can be so stupid sometimes. You had to lift the handle instead of turn it.”
The photographer laughed. “You won’t believe how many people have trouble with that.”
Hugging a packet of photos to her chest, mom said, “Well, okay kids. We need to get back to the house. I have to finish packing for my trip with your father.”
We followed behind mom, crossing through the mall parking lot in route to the large black SUV. I sat in the front passenger seat on the ride home absolutely beaming because of how excited I was for the weekend. Alex was going out with a friend tonight for a few hours and I was nervous about the time I’d spend with Asher alone. We needed to discuss his developing feelings for me and how that would affect what the three of us had.
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