by Gia Star
My eyes widened at first. I tried to moan, but Paolo's cock was still stuffed in my mouth, making any sound that I created unable to escape.
Holy shit, yes, I thought, spreading my legs a little more to give Castro easier access.
Castro then began eating me out. He licked my pussy with the same sensuality and gentleness that he kissed me. He touched all the right spots, with just the right amount of pressure. It caused waves of ecstasy to flow through me with an intensity, unlike anything I'd ever felt. The way he worked his mouth was methodical and exact, exactly the way I would expect a doctor to do things.
Meanwhile, Paolo had obviously become even more turned on. I looked up at him and watched his jaw clench and the muscles in his neck flex. He drew in a quick breath through his teeth, making a low hissing sound that penetrated the air.
“Take it,” he said, gripping my hair even harder.
Then he began quickly bucking his hips back and forth, jamming his tip into the back of my throat with each powerful movement. It had quickly turned from me sucking his cock, to him fucking my face. All I had to do was to keep my mouth open and try to hold back my gag reflex that he nearly triggered with each plunge.
My eyes watered and mascara began to run down my cheeks. I didn't care, though. I wanted to feel like a slut. I wanted to pleasure Paolo however he felt like. If he wanted me to be his bitch, then I'd be his bitch. As long as I got to feel that thick cock of his inside of me at some point, which I knew that I would.
Castro moaned softly as he ate me out and I could the vibration transmit from his throat, through his lips and directly onto my pussy. I closed my eyes as a deep pleasure washed over me. His mouth created more sensation in me than I'd had in months. I couldn't wait to see what his dick would do to me.
Paolo plunged his dick firmly into my throat one more time. He held it there for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that he was gritting his teeth. The muscles in his chest and stomach were flexed he was pushing so hard.
Finally, though, he released my hair and pulled back. His cock fell out of my mouth, following by a thick strand of his pre-cum, which clung to my lower lip.
“Goddamn, you're fucking hot,” he said, stroking his shaft a few times.
I took a moment to catch my breath and wiped the mascara-stained tears from cheek with the back of my hand. It left black smears on my skin.
I'm going to have to figure out a way to get cleaned up before I head home, I thought. I'd have a hard time explaining this to my parents.
While Paolo stroked himself, I brought my attention forward. Castro was still working his magic on my opening, lapping and licking its folds with precision. It was like a sensual dance that he was performing and each movement caused another pulse of electricity to flash into my body.
“Oh my God, Castro,” I groaned, reaching forward and placing my hand on the top of his head.
He moved his mouth to the top of my pussy and focused his efforts on to clit. He sucked on it and flicked his tongue against it, causing the pleasure to increase ten fold.
“Fuck yes,” I whispered.
The ecstasy that flowed through me increased quickly. I was about to climax. I could feel it creeping up on me.
“Don't stop,” I said, and it wasn't a suggestion. It was a demand.
Castro groaned and licked my clit even faster and with more pressure. My body exploded with sensation. I squeezed his hair and pulled his face firmly toward my opening, pleasure washing over me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my back arched, as I climaxed hard. I couldn't even breathe. It was like the entire world faded out and the only thing that existed was Castro's amazing tongue and the pleasure he created in my pussy.
A little squeak came out of my mouth as I rode the wave of orgasm. I clenched his head between my legs, uncontrollably squeezing. It didn't take but a moment for the intense pleasure to pass and when it did, I opened my eyes in a daze.
“You just made me come,” I said, once I'd finally regained my senses.
Castro pulled his face away from my opening. His lips were now glistening with my juices and some had even dribbled down his chin. He licked it off of his lips and then stood to his feet. The bulge in the front of his underwear had grown significantly in size. It seemed as though eating me out had turned him on just as much as it had me.
Paolo had been nearby, just watching. Now, though, he seemed impatient. He grabbed my wrist and jerked me up to a standing position in one quick movement. Then he spun me around so that I was facing away from him. The couch was in front of me, a wet spot on the cushion from where my juices had flowed from the orgasm.
Before I knew it, Paolo placed his hands on my upper back and pressed forward, causing me to collapse onto the couch cushion.
“Fuck yes,” I groaned, as he manhandled me.
I held myself up with my elbows and looked over my shoulder. Paolo positioned himself behind me. My panties were still on, but that didn't seem to matter to him. He grabbed the part of my underwear that covered my ass, gripping it firmly. Then he jerked backward, ripping my panties off of my body in one swift and powerful movement.
I squealed out in surprise.
“These are fucking drenched,” he said, holding them in the air. “It's not river water either.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he brought the panties toward my face. He pressed them into my mouth, and I could taste my own juices as they flowed out of the cloth.
Paolo then placed a hand onto each of my hips, lining his cock up with my opening.
“Paolo, we should use condoms,” Castro said.
He just chuckled in response. “Katie, do you want us to use condoms? Because I don't give a shit if you don't.”
I didn't want them to use a condom. No way. I wanted to get fucked, and part of getting fucked was having the sensation of their cum filling up my pussy. Sure, I wasn't on birth control. That was the point, though. I wanted to get pregnant by them. If there was anybody's seed on Earth that I wanted to have find my egg right then, it was definitely one of these twins. They were both gorgeous and intelligent. What else could I have asked for?
I pulled my panties out of my mouth and shook my head. “Just fuck me. No condom.”
“See, I told you,” Paolo said, looking toward his brother.
With that, he bucked his hips forward. He didn't take his time either. He just plunged that huge cock of his into my wet opening without any reservations. In one powerful and forceful movement, the entire length of his shaft was inside of me, buried all the way to his balls.
My jaw dropped and I drew in a quick breath. He was so big that initially, I felt a flash of pain from his size. It only lasted a moment, though, and then the pain dissolved into a deep pleasure.
“Fuck me,” I whispered, looking straight into his eyes.
Paolo squeezed my hips hard and then began pounding his body into mine. His muscles flexed with his movements. He was so strong that he was able to lift my knees from the floor. He held up my lower half while the upper part of my body stayed rested on the couch.
“Goddamn, your pussy is nice,” Paolo said, his words broken up by the slapping sound of our bodies colliding.
I glanced over to Castro. He locked eyes with me and then slipped out of his underwear. His dick popped up, standing horizontally from his body. My eyes widened when I saw it. He, too, was hung like a race horse. I licked my lips as watched him approach me.
“Do you want to suck it?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yes, give it to me.”
Castro took a seat on the couch directly to my right. His dick stood straight up from his lap. Paolo continued to pound me hard, while I positioned myself over Castro so that my face was above his crown. Then I dipped my mouth over him.
“Oh, my gosh,” he whispered.
I bobbed my head downward, allowing him to enter my mouth nice and slow. He groaned approvingly, allowing me to move at my own pace.
“That feels amazing,” h
e said, gently placing his hand on the back of my head.
The guy was a total gentleman, even when I was sucking his cock. Paolo, on the other hand, couldn't have been more different. He had his hands gripping my hips so firmly that I knew there were going to be red marks there for days. He was pounding me harder by the second. His balls continued to slap against my pussy with each plunge and my tits swayed underneath me to the cadence of his movements.
I officially had both of the twin's dicks inside of me at once. It was amazing, too. Better than I could have imagined. I felt like the center of attention, which I obviously was, at least for the moment. The spotlight was on me. They weren't thinking about anything else except which of my holes they wanted their dicks to be in.
After a moment, I felt Paolo slow his pace down a bit. I eased my lips off of Castro's cock and glanced over my shoulder. Paolo was breathing hard now, and a light layer of sweat had accumulated on his skin. It accentuated his tattoos and helped define his ripped muscles in the sunlight that poured through the window.
“Castro, your turn,” he said, pulling out of me.
Castro stood up from the couch. The two switched positions. Paolo plopped down next to me, his dick coated in my juices.
“Lick it clean,” he growled, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulled my mouth over his cock.
My mouth bobbed down his shaft and he let out a groan of pleasure. While I licked him clean, Castro positioned himself behind me. He gently rubbed the tip of his dick against my opening, making sure that it was nice and wet before he pressed forward.
As soon as he did, I moaned. My cry was muffled by Paolo's cock, but it did manage to come out.
That feels so fucking good, I thought.
Castro entered me completely and began making love to me. His hands drifted up and down my back as he slipped his cock into my pussy. He was sensual in his movements. It was similar to the way he'd eaten me out. It was as though he cared more about my pleasure than his own.
“My God,” Castro said, his pace quickening a bit. “You're amazing.”
“Hell yeah she is,” Paolo agreed. “Best pussy I've had in a while.”
I sucked Paolo's dick for a little bit longer and then lifted my head. I wasn't sure what he was going to do. The guy was so unpredictable that it would have surprised me if he'd jammed his cock right back into my throat. He didn't, though. Instead, he got up off of the couch.
“My turn, bro,” he said.
Castro slowed his pace down and eventually pulled out of me. Then Paolo flipped me around, causing me to land on my back on the couch. He pressed my knees to my tits and slammed his dick right back into my warm and wet opening.
“Fuck, yes,” I groaned, as Paolo began to pound me in the missionary position.
I liked this position because I was able to watch him. His black tattoos stretched and contracted as his muscles did the same. I glanced over to his hand, remembering the tattoos on his fingers. I had been correct. The ones on his right hand did read EVIL. I looked over to his left one, though, because I wanted to see those as well.
That figures, I thought.
I'd honestly expected to see the letters GOOD tattooed on his right hand. However, he had the same letters on both. The knuckles on both of his hands spelled out the words EVIL. I guess he was the truly the dark side of the two brothers.
Paolo pounded me for just a minute or so, though. Then he pulled out and gave Castro a turn. Castro leaned in and kissed me on the lips as he entered me. But, just like Paolo, he only fucked me for a little while before they switched again.
Each time one of them pulled out, I felt empty. It was like my pussy was vacant. Then, the other one would step in and fill me up with their manhood, replacing the emptiness with a satisfying pleasure. This went on for a while. One after the other, the two brothers took their turns fucking me like a rag doll.
Castro was inside of me for the fourth or fifth time and I noticed that his pace was a little faster than before. I could sense that he was on the rise to orgasm.
“Are you going to come?” I asked.
He nodded. “I can't hold back any longer.”
“Don't hold back,” I said, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Come for me.”
“Where do you want me to come?” he asked. “Your stomach? Your breasts?”
I shook my head. “Just come in me.”
“Fuck yeah,” Paolo said, as he stood by watching.
Castro's face began to contort. His cheeks turned red and he closed his eyes. An animal-sounding grunt came out of his mouth. Immediately after, I felt his cock swell inside of me, followed by a hot splash.
Oh, my God. I can feel it, I thought.
There was so much of his seed that poured out of his tip that I could feel it spurting out, coating the wall of my womb. He held himself inside of me for a second longer, his dick quivering and releasing a few more drops of his cum.
“That was amazing,” he said, through heavy breaths.
“Move over,” Paolo said. “My turn.”
Castro slowly pulled out and crawled up next to me on the couch. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder, and I placed my head on his chest, while Paolo took over his position.
With my knees against my chest, Paolo entered me. He began pounding me even harder than he had before. His balls swung violently against my ass with each plunge of his cock. It made a slapping noise that was so loud to echoed throughout the room. For the first time that day, I worried that the party goers might actually hear it. That's how loud it was.
It didn't take long before the expression on his face began to change just like his brother's had. He closed his eyes and drew in a quick breath.
“I'm fucking coming,” he grumbled.
Then, as soon as he finished speaking, his dick trembled inside of me. Immediately after, a hot splash just like Castro's shot out of his tip and into my pussy. It, too, coated my womb as it completely filled me to the brim.
It was strange, but I thought for sure I could feel both of the twin's sperm swam frantically inside of me, searching for my fertile egg.
Paolo pulled out as soon as his orgasm was done. Thick, white fluid followed his cock out. The twin's semen had filled me so much that my body couldn't hold all of it. The rest made its way out of my pussy and into a little puddle on the couch cushion between my legs.
My hands and legs were trembling as Paolo sat next to me on the opposite side as his brother. All three of us were breathing hard and our skin was slick with sweat. We relaxed for a moment. I needed a bit just to regain my senses. My body was still coming down from the high of having pure ecstasy pumped into it for the past thirty minutes.
“You're amazing,” Castro said, kissing my cheek.
“I wasn't lying when I said it's the best pussy I've had in years,” Paolo said.
It was a compliment from them both. They'd basically said the same thing, but in their own unique way.
“You guys are awesome,” I said, with a contented smile plastered on my face. “I am so glad that I came home.”
“This better not be the last time we get to do this,” Paolo said.
I shook my head. “It won't be. But how can I get a hold of you guys?”
Paolo sat forward and grabbed his pants from the corner of the room. He pulled a pen out of the front pocket, then took my right hand. He scribbled his phone number on the palm, before handing the pen to his brother.
Castro took it and wrote his number on my left hand, circling it with a cute little heart.
“You'll call us?” Castro asked.
“I definitely will,” I said. “I'll do one better, though. How about I plan on coming to next year's birthday party?”
“I'll be there,” Castro said.
“What about you, Paolo?” I asked.
He shrugged. “I don't know where I'll be tomorrow, let alone next year. But if you're telling me you'll be here for our twenty-sixth birthday, then I can say there's a good chance that I will be,
too. This was a lot of fun. Beats the hell out of the clink.”
I laughed. “I'll bet it does.”
We stayed there on the couch for a while and it wasn't long before we all fell into a deep sleep. About an hour later, I woke up and looked around.
“Guys, get up, holy shit,” I said, sitting forward. “We better head back to the party. People are going to be wondering where we went.”
The twins woke up and we all quickly got dressed. I went to the bathroom to clean up the dried cum that had dribbled down the inside of my thigh, then headed back to the main room. Besides the fact that all of our hair was completely messed up, we looked relatively normal.
“You guys ready?” I asked.
“Ready as we're going to be,” Castro said, taking my hand.
We left the guesthouse. Castro on my right, Paolo on my left. It was like having an angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other. I was somewhere in between. Happily stuck in the middle.
Chapter 8
My pussy still ached two days later when it was time for me to head back to California. The twins had most certainly released all of their sexual tension on me, but I couldn't have been happier about it. Never in my life had I felt so content and relaxed. My parents had noticed, too. They'd had asked me several times why I had been wearing a smirk on my face ever since the twin's party. I just told them that it was nice to catch up with old friends because it reminded me of where my home really is.
I just happened to leave out the part about Paolo and Castro fucking me like there was no tomorrow and filling me with their seed. I figured there were some things that parents didn't need to know.
“So, is it going to be a long time before we see you again?” my dad asked, as he walked next to me. He was carrying my suitcase for me, hauling it toward my car.
“No, it won't be that long,” I said. “I promise I'll be back soon.”
“When do you think? You need to give me a date, Katie. The last time you left, you said the same thing and then we didn't see you for six whole years.” Mom asked. She was on the opposite side of me, with a bunched up tissue in her hand. She was already crying about my leaving to head back to California.
