“We’ll work it out.” He told me.
“We need to work out a food rotation too because I don’t mind cooking while I’m on my vacation time but you can both go to hell if you think I’m going serve you dinner every night.”
“I can cook,” Daniel replied. “I’ll take my turn.”
“And on my nights we’ll have takeout.” Parker laughed.
“I’ll give you a few lessons on how to do the basics, seeing as you’re learning to become more independent,” Daniel told Parker. He was definitely becoming an older brother come mentor to the younger man. I think Daniel would have protested that he didn’t need help in order to protect his macho image, were it not for the fact that they were equal in the bedroom. Plus the fact that even though they satisfied me equally, there was no doubt Parker loved the fact he had the longer cock.
“Can we start with mac and cheese? I love that stuff, man.” Parker laughed.
“Okay, now assuming everything works out, what about the future?” Daniel asked. “Because, at some point, I would like to start a family, so if you’re not on the same page we’re going to have a problem.”
“I always saw myself having kids down the line.” I told him, “but how does that work with three of us?”
“Wow, this is a heavy subject for a twenty-one-year-old guy,” Parker said. “Like in how many years’ time might this happen?”
“I wouldn’t want to start a family until I was around thirty, so that’s six years away. Could you handle that, Daniel.”
“Yes. In those six years, we build up the business and all travel the world.”
“Well, you and the old man can have the first kid together and then if we’re all still living happily ever after, at that stage, me and you could have the next one. See how it goes. We could still all live together, right? I like kids. Perhaps we could be Dad and Pops?” Parked looked at Daniel with a cocked eyebrow.
“Sounds okay to me.”
“Well, we’ve been together a week and we’re plotting out potentially the next six or so years.” I sighed. “This is all getting a bit heavy for me. I like knowing where our minds are at right now, but I think it’s time to get back to concentrating on the immediate future of me sucking and fucking your cocks. And can I let you both know that I’ve been put off wearing the French maid outfit for life.”
Everyone laughed.
“Yes, I think we’ll burn that sometime, along with the memory of your mother coming in and finding us.”
“I don’t know,” Parker added. “I found it quite hot.”
Daniel and I rolled our eyes at him.
“So, for one night only.” I addressed them. “Who wants to come to my room for a sleepover?”
**
Parker walked into my room, picked up my pillow and inhaled the top of it deeply.
“Aww look,” Daniel said, he can’t get enough of the smell of Kayla’s hair.
Parker looked at me, a wicked glint in his eye. “I caught a glimpse of Kayla when she first stayed here. She wasn’t laying her head on the pillow were you, Kayla?”
My face flamed. “Oh my God, you mean you saw…”
“What?” Daniel asked.
“Kayla got herself off on the pillowcase. Shame, because I can only smell laundry detergent, so it would appear the dirty girl got cleaned up.”
“You fucked the pillowcase?” Daniel asked.
“Yeah, needed to find some way to like the frilly bedding and it felt nice against my clit.” I laughed.
“Well, that’s great but tomorrow we go get paint and you buy some new linen. This blue is a migraine and needs to go.”
“I bought some from Chandler Square,” I told him. “I just haven’t got around to putting it on yet. I keep being distracted.”
“Hey, can I paint my room?” Parker asked.
“No, I think the pink suits you.” Daniel laughed, a deep hearty laugh.
“Oh my God, I totally forgot that the other spare room was pink. Oh, poor Parker. You could have let him have my blue room.”
“It’s still girly, even though it’s blue. Hell, there’s a shit ton of these frills.” Daniel looked at the décor as if seeing it for the very first time.
“Well, by all accounts, looking isn’t what she does with them,” Parker quipped.
“Very amusing,” I said and then I pulled my top off over my head and the joking stopped.
**
We all got naked and under my duvet, the guys were on either side of me. I was curled up within their arms and warmth. Their erections pressed against my legs. Hands swept over my body, trailing, teasing, pinching. They both dropped their hand down to my cunt, one concentrating on my clit while the other plunged their fingers inside me, stretching my walls. I sighed and took a cock in each hand, enjoying the feel of their silky smooth lengths as I pumped them slowly. Daniel kissed my mouth while Parker leaned over and took a breast in his. We were all so close in my queen sized bed and the duvet was making us hotter still. But I liked the fact I couldn’t see what was happening further down the sheets. I could only guess as to whose fingers were doing what. I closed my eyes as I concentrated on the fingers plunging deeper into my pussy and raised my hips so that they could get deeper still. Then their cocks left my grasp, the duvet cover hit the floor and my pussy was empty, all that remained were the juices running down my leg. Parker sucked on the breast nearest to him and fondled the other while Daniel raised himself above me and rubbed his cock against my entrance. He slipped inside me, filling me and creating a greater need for me to reach my climax. I hungered for his thrusts to increase and raised my hips. Daniel stared directly into my eyes as he fucked me. “God yeah, baby. This is where we belong. I needed this. Missed you last night.”
“Please, I can’t wait any longer. Please, fuck me, Daniel. Make me come.”
His thrusts increased in pace and sweat started to break out on his forehead. I brought my hand up from my free side and held onto his ass cheek, feeling it clench as he pumped. His pace suddenly became fervent as he rocked into me quickly before tensing and spilling his seed within me. As his last thrust hit he took me over the edge, my cunt spasming around him and I cried out.
“Oh God.”
Daniel withdrew and before I could recover from my last orgasm, he had moved to my side and Parker had taken his place. He knelt on the bed, placing one of my legs around his neck. His cock plunged straight into me, stretching my walls. He thrust to the hilt, making me cry out as those extra couple of inches pushed inside, this position meaning he could hit me oh so deep. He placed his thumb on my clit and strummed me at the same time. Daniel took his hand off his cock and pushed his fingers into my mouth making me taste his cum. Then he took his now wet fingers and pinched my nipples.
Before long I was bucking up off the bed straining to reach my climax.
“Come on dirty girl, fuck me good. Oh yeah, baby. Oh yeah. Like that.” The familiar shudders shook around Parker's dick as he pumped his spunk inside me.
After a few minutes coming down, Parker rested back at my other side. Daniel picked the duvet from the floor and put it over us, turning the top down to give us some air while we cooled down.
“Welcome home,” he said and leaned over and kissed me, hard and deep.
“Yeah, welcome home,” Parker added and he licked and bit up the side of my neck, making me shiver.
We all fell asleep, limbs entangled.
Chapter 12
Kayla
I woke very hot and sweaty and wanted to get out of bed so I shook both Daniel and Parker awake.
“Guys, I want to get out.”
“Hmm,” Parker stirred and groaned. “Sure you don’t mean you want us to get up?”
“No. I have paint to buy and I need a shower so bad. Come on,” I moaned. Daniel was still dead to the world, but Parker swung his legs over and got to his feet. “Sure, now you’ve had me, you discard me. I get it. I’m used goods right now.”
I threw my pil
low at his head. He caught it and sniffed the top of it again. “I’m keeping this,” he said and began to walk away. “Buy some new pillows while you’re out.”
I got in the shower and by the time I came back out Daniel had also left the room. I dressed quickly in a loose fitting sundress, determined to have breakfast and hit the stores.
Daniel had made pancakes and there was fresh orange, plus steaming hot coffee waiting when I arrived downstairs. Parker had already left for the gallery.
“So what are your plans today?” I asked Daniel.
“I’m going to buy some art supplies and then I’m painting.” He informed me. “Only I’m doing canvases, not walls.”
“Will you show me?” I asked him. “I never asked to see where you actually create these masterpieces before did I?”
“Come on. Follow me.” He said, picking up his mug of coffee. I did the same and followed him out of the house. Just around the side of the property set back was a separate small building which when he had lived with my mom had housed spare tattoo equipment. Sometimes his more important customers had preferred to come to the house for their work, rather than have to sit among others. I had presumed, wrongly, that it was still full of old equipment, but as he pushed open the door, I saw canvases in various stages of completion and art equipment. He’d had a small kitchen fitted to one end so that he could make refreshments and there was now a small room cornered off at the rear, which I presumed housed a toilet. No need to leave when he was lost in his art.
“Oh, wow,” I said gazing around, taking it all in. “This is amazing. Your work is amazing.”
I stared at his works in progress, some abstract, some portrait. All with his trademark bright colors. “Which do you prefer to paint? The portraits or the abstracts?”
“I just paint whatever comes into my head and then whichever shouts loudest. Right now, neither of these are calling to me. I’m looking for fresh inspiration.”
“Then what are you going to do today?”
“I’ll mess around with some old canvasses for a while, let my mind untangle and then hopefully inspiration will hit.”
“And if it doesn’t?”
“Then I’ll come help you paint your room.”
“Okay. Well, I kinda hope inspiration doesn’t hit. Then you could paint my room while I hit the pool.”
“I don’t think so girlie. Painting your room isn’t going to pay the bills. Do you think one day you might pose for me? I never did a nude before.”
“And you won’t be doing one now. There is no way my naked body is going to be hung on a wall for all to see. Not my portrait either. You’ll have to paint me in some weird abstract way.” I pretended to be an art critic, “Kayla is represented here as a series of stripes and dots.”
We finished our coffees and then kissing Daniel’s cheek I said goodbye and went shopping to get everything I needed for my room.
**
The next couple of days were spent with me almost imprisoned in my own room. I had cleared it, prepped it and then started painting. The previous night I had shared Daniel’s bed and tonight I was sharing Parker’s but I couldn’t wait to get the room completed. I’d decorated in a light vanilla and my en-suite, which would need decorating next was crammed with the purchases I had made of new lamps, linen, and floor rugs. I was determined to have a sophisticated room all of my own. I was lucky, the room was larger than both my rooms at the apartment put together, so I wasn’t downsizing. Daniel had said I could organise the study downstairs next, ridding it of his dark furniture and making it somewhere that all three of us could use for the business. In the meantime Parker had bought paint ready to start his own room at the weekend, saying he could take the pink no longer.
By the end of the following day the room was done and that night I slept in my new room, all alone. Enjoying the feel of my new mattress and duvet and the soft linens I had bought. I had the best night’s sleep and woke refreshed and ready to seize the day.
“So it’s the weekend. Do we have plans?” I asked the men of the house.
“Well, yes we do,” Daniel replied. “Because something you said to me the other day inspired me so I want you both to come to my studio to help me with a painting.”
“What are you wanting me to do? Hold the canvas up?” Parker jested. “Because I don’t have an artistic bone in my body.”
“No. I bought some special paints yesterday.” Daniel explained. “Ones that are non-toxic to the body but will stay on a canvas.”
I turned to stare at him.
“Kayla gave me the idea when I asked to paint her. She said only in abstract. It gave me an idea and don’t laugh but I had a try myself and it made this.” He held up his cell and we looked at an interesting abstract picture.
“What did you do roll around on the canvas?” I joked.
“Yes,” He replied. “While thinking of you.”
My mouth fell open.
“All the times my body moved as I jerked off are captured in the swirls on the canvas. I want to try one of us all. I’ve placed two large canvases out side by side in the room. I want us to paint each other and then fuck while lying on the canvas. The worst that happens is paint in an awkward place and the potential waste of two canvasses, but I have high hopes. Are you in?” He asked us both.
“Why not,” Parker replied. “I don’t have any other plans and rolling around naked with Kayla sounds good to me.”
“Why not?” I laughed. “It’s certainly different.”
“Okay, you finish your breakfasts and give me thirty minutes to get things set up.” He said, walking out of the room.
**
We gathered in Daniel’s studio. He had fixed a tarp to the floor and the canvases on the top of that. To one side were some of those plastic slip on’s for your feet that you get at the public swimming pools. He pointed to them and explained. “For when we’re finished, so you can get to your showers without leaving a paint trail.”
There were open pots of paint in the usual bright colors and several thick paintbrushes. I picked one up. It was very soft and I stroked it down my hand. I walked over to Daniel and pulled down his shorts and brushed it over his cock. “How does that feel?” The answer came directly from his cock which burgeoned under the bristles.
I walked over to Parker who had already removed his clothes and placed them on the kitchen counter. I brushed the paintbrush over his dick. “That’s nice,” he said. “But I prefer your mouth on it.”
I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He pumped gently against me as I sucked him deep into my throat.
“Over here you two,” Daniel demanded.
We stopped what we were doing and walked over to him. He took us onto the canvas and asked Parker to lift up his feet, in turn, painting his soles a bright yellow. Then he painted my knees in orange. I dropped back to the floor. When Parker had cum in my mouth, I got up and looked at the canvas. There were smudged marks from my knees and smudged footprints from Parker where we had moved a little as I had sucked him dry. Daniel brought the paints nearer and we painted different colors onto different body parts, leaving our hands and most intimate parts free of paint. Daniel directed Parker to lie on his side on the canvas. He then helped me lie next to him so that my pussy was positioned next to Parker’s ass. Then Daniel placed lube on my butthole, letting Parker take over rubbing it in. Finally, Daniel laid at my other side so his dick was to the front of me.
“Now we do what comes naturally,” He said.
My juices were pouring. I was soaked between my legs at the thought of the double penetration about to occur. Parker placed a hand on the front of me, feeling my pussy lips and then dipping a finger inside me. “God, you’re wet.”
He took his cock in his hand and slowly, an inch at a time pushed inside me, as I relaxed to accept him in my ass. Then Daniel slowly entered my pussy, filling me up. I had never felt so damn full. It was amazing. They moved together, both thrusting inside me in a steady rhythm.
I wondered if they could tell that the other’s dick was there. If it gave them any extra friction. But my thoughts were soon lost as I gave myself over to the sensations. “That’s it,” Daniel whispered. “Submit to us. Give us everything.”
That was all I needed for my mouth to begin shouting out what was becoming unleashed from my filthy mind.
“Oh my god, you both have the biggest cocks. I can’t believe they’re both inside me, filling me up.”
“Do you like being fucked in both holes, Kayla?” Daniel asked.
“Yes.” I gasped. “Am I bad that I like that my stepbrother is fucking my ass while my stepdaddy fucks my cunt.”
“No, you’re not bad, you’re very, very good,” Daniel replied, his voice husky. His mouth dropped onto my neck and he licked and nibbled there making me gasp. “Keep doing that,” Parker ordered him. “It’s making her pussy tremble against my cock.”
“Dirty girl,” Parker whispered in my ear. I loved his nickname for me. I was his dirty girl.
We slid against each other’s bodies with the paint on our skin, until the guys were ready to come. “Shoot onto the canvas,” I asked. “Please.” Their thrusts built and I was being rubbed up and down the canvas as they got closer to their climaxes. “Fuck,” Parker’s hips jerked against my ass. “I’m about to come, sweet little stepsister. Right in front of daddy.” He withdrew and shot his load out onto my back. “There, after, you can rub it into the canvas. A mixture of paint and spunk.” He said, lying on his back.
“Turn around,” Daniel ordered, slipping out of me and holding his cock in his hand. “Lie on your front.” My painted breasts, smeared where they had rubbed against Daniel, plus the rest of the front of my body laid touching the canvas. Daniel knelt behind me and slid right back into me, continuing where he had left off.
He placed a hand on my hipbone and pummeled into me. My body kept sliding back on the canvas with all the paint on me. At the brink of my orgasm, Daniel cruelly withdrew and pumped his cock until I felt the familiar splatter of cum hitting my skin.
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