My eyes had been closed, savoring the feel of his pulsing dick, when something rubbed against my lips. Opening my eyes, I found Kane on his knees in front of me with his cock in his hand, waiting for me to open my mouth to him. My lips parted to admit his already weeping cock. He groaned and slowly fucked my mouth, fisting his hand in my hair to hold me in place.
Tyler began to move his cock in and out of me as he ground his hips after each thrust. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
“Mmmph.” The incoherent scream was muffled by Kane’s enormous cock being rammed down my throat. Suddenly, my body tensed for a minute, as it was introduced to a new sensation. As Tyler’s cock worked my pussy, his finger rubbed around the ring of my asshole, stroking the sensitive pleats.
“Your little asshole likes that, doesn’t it? Makes you feel good, huh little slut?”
At first it was so foreign, but gradually I lost myself to the euphoria he was creating in my body. My ass pushed back onto his finger, causing the tip of his thumb to penetrate my virgin asshole. The feeling made me cream harder on his dick.
“Yeah, your asshole wants to take dick doesn’t it? Next time, I’m going to stretch this pucker open and make you cum so hard.” He kissed my back and kept fucking me. My snatch wept all over his cock at those words. Fuck yes, I wanted his cock in my ass!
Both men had me so full; there was nowhere I could go. Tyler’s cock was thicker than Kane’s or Mason’s and dragged along every inch inside my cunt as he shoved himself deep inside me.
“Does. That. Dick. Feel. Good?” Each thrust punctuated a word.
My moan made Kane’s pole throb in my mouth. His cock was lodged in the back of my throat, both his hands holding my head in place for his enjoyment.
“Milk my cock, Katie!” he growled.
I sucked him harder and felt his hips stop moving as he held himself in place, enjoying the feel of my lips and tongue taking him beyond control.
Mason rejoined our group by sticking his head under my bobbing tits. He took my hard nipple between his teeth and gently bit, flooding me with even more pleasure, if that was possible.
“Your tits are so perfect.”
Then he swiped the flat of his tongue across it before he suckled as much as he could into his mouth, his tongue swirling, tasting and sucking like he was enjoying a good meal. Mason groaned around a mouthful of my breast as he jacked off.
My focus returned to Kane as he began furiously fucking my mouth. He was close to another orgasm. Right before his balls exploded, he pulled his cock from my mouth and began pumping it. His jizz released in spurts, hitting my chin and covering my lips. I licked his cream from my mouth, enjoying the taste of him. Ropes of cum coated the lower half of my face. His semi-hard dick bobbed up and down in front of my face as it continued to ooze cum. He rubbed his semi-hard cock once more across my lips. I licked at the slit on the tip, tasting his spunk. My action made him throw his head back and moan in ecstasy.
Nudging my thighs further apart with his hand, Tyler didn’t break his rhythm. With my pussy stretched further open he could thrust even deeper. His punishing strokes felt so good. He was grunting, gripping my hips and ramming his cock hard into my vaginal canal. My insides quivered around his rod and then I felt him explode inside me.
“Holy shit!”
He continued moving his hips as he deposited his load inside my snatch. His spasms shook his body as the never-ending stream of cum flooded my body and leaked out where are bodies were joined.
My clit was engorged with need. Now that Kane’s dick no longer resided in my mouth, I made my demands known.
“Rub my clit!” My breathy moans grew even louder as Tyler’s fingers found my hard little nub and began to play with it to bring it out of hiding. He was still lodged firmly inside my slick channel. I started grinding my pussy on his cock, wanting every bit of friction and stimulation possible.
“Cum for me! Coat my dick in your juice!” He leaned over and spoke low in my ear, riding me until my hips bucked against him and I came hard, squirting and spraying my cunt juice all over his stiff cock. It was the hardest I’d cum all night and I knew it was due to all the stimulation my body enjoyed. Tyler pulled his cock from my channel and replaced it with his mouth.
“So delicious! Your pussy juice is like an elixir,” he said as he caught the spray of cunt juice that squirted out of my vag as my orgasm continued to erupt from my body. His tongue lapped up every drop he could. Our mingled cum ran down my inner thigh. My legs trembled in an effort to keep holding my body upright. I was spent.
Mason released my nipple with a soft pop and quickly turned me over on the plush carpet so I was lying on my back. He vigorously pumped his cock over my chest until cum jetted out, landing across my belly and boobs. Tiny grunts fell from his lips as he worked his hand over his dick.
“Fuck me! That felt good!”
My pussy was filled to overflowing with three loads of their spunk and it was heaven. Our scents mingled in the air and I inhaled deeply. Everywhere my skin was slicked with evidence of the orgy we’d just enjoyed. I couldn’t move for a moment. My body still pulsed with want. Was it possible that I could still crave more after they’d just made me cum three times?
“Did you enjoy that good fucking?” Kane’s velvety voiced asked me.
“Yes.” My voice trembled with desire and lust. I would never forget tonight. These alphas had done things to my body that would be forever ingrained in my mind and in my flesh. I was filled, sated, and fucked so good by the three hottest men ever.
LIKED WHAT YOU READ?
Watch Katie and her men go at it again in Tasting Her Secrets, FREE when you join my mailing list at http://www.subscribepage.com/cassandradeeromance.
Put your seatbelts on! Turn the page to read a steamy bonus book next!
DOUBLE DONKEY
A Twin Stepbrother Sports Romance
(Erotic Romance, PI, Massive Size, MFM Menage)
© 2016
By Cassandra Dee
A SNEAK PEEK
Without any warning, I plunged my face between those hilltops, letting pure instinct drive me, my tongue tracing that beautiful crevice, savoring the musty essence of female animal.
And I straightened immediately, my knees shaking, my dick still trembling with arousal, pulsating even harder, my sperm about to jet … because it was my stepsister Karlie. I’d recognize the taste and smell of her anywhere.
CHAPTER ONE
Karlie
Home base had never looked so far away.
But we weren’t playing softball. We were part of the school district’s new physical fitness mandate and were being forced to run laps.
Not one lap.
Not two laps, or even five.
TEN FRIGGIN’ LAPS. Three miles of putting one foot in front of another, again and again, the rhythm monotonous.
I thought I was going to die.
“Come on Karlie, you can do it!” huffed my friend Jenny next to me.
Jenny’s no better off because we’re both round girls with a few extra pounds. But Jenny’s better at this, she has strong legs at least. Me? I’m all big boobs, wide hips, and a jouncing ass. And these so-called assets definitely weren’t helping as we labored on the dirt path, dust picking up from the scuff of sneakers.
“Wheeeee!” shrieked the whistle of Coach Jane. “Speed it up ladies, we want to finish before the end of the year.”
Talk about insulting. Wasn’t staff supposed to go through sensitivity training or something like that? But I couldn’t focus on the comment because I was in so much pain. Sharp shooting sensations were making me double over, it hurt so bad. Plus, my lungs were positively screaming from lack of oxygen.
To make things worse, the men’s football team came out for warm-ups and I noticed with a sinking heart that my stepbrothers were among them, their deep, confident laughter audible even across the field.
Of course they were here. Colton and Cain were MVP football players at
Xavier Middlebury, big men on campus, stars on the field and off. Just the other day, I’d been reminded how different we were, Colton and Cain as kings of the cool kids whereas I was a nerd, the invisible girl no one paid any attention to.
My brothers had been holding court at lunch as usual, a group of good-looking kids surrounding them, the guys in letter jackets, the girls in fancy designer clothes.
“Hey Colt,” cooed Cindy, a Barbie lookalike with platinum hair. “What’s your plan for tonight?”
Colt had shrugged.
“Maybe we’ll grab something to eat after practice,” he said. “Didn’t a new burger place open next the mall? Could be worth checking out.”
My heart sank as I heard that. I’d been scheduled to tutor my brothers after dinner that day, to help them with their essays for English. But I guess they weren’t interested in hanging out with me when they could be meeting up with friends and socializing.
So I was surprised that night when the door banged loudly, announcing the arrival of my steps.
“Hey, I thought you guys were going out,” I called from the kitchen, confusion tingeing my voice. I’d made some spaghetti and was just finishing up the sauce. We have a cook but I like to do it myself sometimes, it feels more authentic like I’m in touch with the food.
“Naw,” said Cain, clunking a huge bag of sports equipment onto the floor. “We thought we’d come home. We missed you, little sis,” he tossed off.
“You did?” I said, hardly believing my ears. Usually they barely paid attention to me, I was surprised that they were even in the kitchen making conversation.
But the real reason came soon. Colt grabbed a plate and began heaping it with noodles, the steam rising to the ceiling.
“Yeah, nothing like a home-cooked meal,” he grunted. “Damn, I’m hungry.”
My heart sank. Of course. Colt and Cain had huge appetites from all the sports they did and I was nothing more than a fly on the wall, cooking, cleaning, even tutoring, come to think of it.
I slunk up to my room, a plate of pasta in my hand. Colton and Cain had basically ignored me once their bellies were filled with food, settling on the couch with ESPN on. I could hear them from upstairs, “Go Cowboys, get em!” “Goddammit ref, you suck!”
I wasn’t surprised when the doorbell rang some fifteen minutes later and the downstairs was filled with voices. We lived in our own wing of the mansion, so of course Colton and Cain were having friends over on a weeknight. They never stopped to follow rules, rules were for sissies.
Especially when it came to girls. They weren’t supposed to invite girls over, but I could definitely hear female voices. There was the unmistakable clinking of glasses, then tinkling high-pitched laughter mixed in with my brothers’ deep growls. What the?
But determinedly, I got to work. I wasn’t exactly pretty, so I was going to have to depend on my brains and personality to get ahead. Putting earplugs in, I turned on my desk lamp and flipped open a copy of Moby Dick. Hot sailors who took on the wild seas, that’s what would keep my mind off what was going on downstairs … I hoped.
CHAPTER TWO
Karlie
I was startled from a deep sleep by the sound of rhythmic thunking followed by grunts and moans. What the? I sat up in bed, shaking my head confusedly. What the hell was going on? Were we being burgled?
But the answer came soon. A long, feminine moan rang clearly through the darkness, followed by harsh panting and slapping sounds.
“Oh god, Colt, right there, yeah!” cried a girl’s breathy voice.
My mouth hung open. Was it? Could it be? But the answer was clear as rhythmic slapping sounds started up again, it could only be flesh hitting flesh as my brother banged some floozy next door.
What the? My steps weren’t supposed to have girls over and now Colt, at least, was flagrantly disregarding the rules, doing some girl hard with the volume on max.
I was mad at being woken up but also disturbingly titillated. Even if it was against the rules, the breathy moaning and panting made what was happening sound good … and it must have felt amazing.
Slowly pulling the covers aside, I tiptoed to my door and let myself into the hallway, padding quietly over to the twins’ room. Who knew where Cain was? He’d probably been banished so that his twin could get his game on, ream some girl silly in their room.
But suddenly, a second masculine voice joined the sound effects and I could hear two men grunting, going at the woman in tandem.
“Yeah fuck her,” said one.
“Her puss is so tight,” ground the other. “How’s her mouth?”
I gasped, clapping a hand over my excited cry. Holy shit, were both of my brothers drilling the same girl? Could it be? As quietly as I could, I pushed open the door to their bedroom.
And the sight made my pussy run immediately, gushing its special juice. A woman lay on their bed, her face obscured by my brother’s dick. Because she was sucking it, her throat furiously moving up and down as that massive shaft got a lube.
And Cain, he was at her other end between her legs, drumming her cunny hard, his hips moving like an automaton, a gorgeous sheen of sweat covering his pecs and abs.
“Umph, umph,” he grunted, pushing her legs up so that her feet stuck in the air in a vee, giving him more leverage. “Fuck, this pussy is tight.”
“Umph, her mouth is tight too,” said Colt, pushing hard between the girl’s lips so that she choked. “Oh shit, too much,” he said, pulling out, the girl choking and gagging as the rod withdrew.
And then it was my turn to gasp because for the first time, I saw my brother’s cock bare, its full length exposed and meaty. He was fifteen inches, and that’s an underestimate. It just seemed to go on and on as he pulled out of her mouth, inch after inch after inch appearing like a snake that wouldn’t stop, its shiny length veiny and pulsating with power.
I literally lost my balance and had to catch myself on the door frame, steadying myself from the shock. Holy shit! That girl was a champ … and I envied her a little, my hand going down to my panties and stroking a bit. What would it feel like to have that dick in my mouth? Would I be able to take it?
But the surprises weren’t over. With a mighty roar, Cain came, his hips shooting forward and giving her one final drill, punching into that little vag with a hard ream, his face and chest clenched in a mask of agony.
But his control was amazing because he pulled out on the next stroke, great gusts of sperm shooting over her boobs and stomach, coating the girl in a filmy white, the sticky cum the best type of bath.
And I really lost my balance this time, landing hard on the floor with a thunk. Because Cain too, had an equally big donkey dong, another fifteen inches of pure masculine pleasure, made for pounding women until they passed out.
I could hardly believe it. My steps were massively endowed … and I’d never get a chance to taste for myself.
Instead, I pretended. Not even bothering to get up, I thrust my fingers between my legs and began stroking. Oh god … oh god. I pictured myself as the girl, a massive cock in my mouth, another in my puss, being drilled on both ends.
I’d stretch and then stretch some more, making room for thirty inches, enjoying the pure penis power, taking it deep both sides.
And without further ado, I came hard on my fingers, my little twat spasming, clenching down on my fingers, seizing in pulsations of pleasure. I could feel shocks start from my clit and shoot outwards, ending in the tips of my fingers and toes, making me deliciously electrified, my breath coming hard.
As I came to, I realized where I was. Sprawled on the floor outside my brothers’ bedroom as the banging continued inside. It was insane … and deliciously dirty.
They hadn’t noticed me at all, they were so into in their threesome that my gasps and pants outside hadn’t penetrated the sex fog. I could see now that they had the girl bent over their desk as they inspected her pussy, her back lips pulled wide, the pink flesh pulsing and juicy, cream running down her thigh.<
br />
“She looks appetizing, doesn’t she?” remarked Cain. His dick was already at full mast again, like he hadn’t come just five minutes ago.
“Oh yeah, brother,” grunted Colt. “And I’m going to pound her hard,” he said, one hand fingering her folds, slowly pushing a finger in as the girl squealed again.
And I couldn’t do anything but watch. I lay on the floor, barely breathing, my hands between my legs as my steps drilled the girl over and over again … wishing it were me.
CHAPTER THREE
Colt
Karlie’s a funny one. She’s curvy and cute, with no idea of how tempting she looks.
I remember the first time we saw her. My dad had asked us to come straight home after school.
“Shit,” said Cain. “What does that guy want now?”
“Who knows?” I shrugged dismissively. “We have practice anyways.”
I was referring to the Saratoga Eagles football team. Cain and I are star players, I’m quarterback and Cain is our best receiver. It’s fucking awesome to be us on a Friday night.
But later that evening, a surprise met us as soon as we opened the door.
“Colt, Cain,” called my dad from the drawing room. “Over here.”
Now before you say “WTF is a drawing room,” let me explain. Jerry left our mom when we were kids, leaving her to raise us by herself, and it was rough. One day he went off to work, business as usual … and he didn’t come home. Not that night, not the night after, and not for fifteen years.
But he rolled into town a couple months ago, CEO of some conglomerate. Turns out his company was acquired by a bigger one, which was acquired by a bigger one, which was acquired by some huge behemoth with Jerry as its head. He’s rich as Midas now, with a giant ego to boot, always trying to show off or show someone up.
All the Best Men: An MFMM Menage Romance Page 17
