I began to calm down and Jordan slowly withdrew himself from my body, leaving me satiated and exhausted.
“There’s no time to relax,” Jordan growled and released my hands. In one quick motion he fell to the bed and dragged me with him, onto him.
He reached down and unzipped his jeans, pulled his own massive cock out and looked down. “I want you to ride me, sis,” he said in a deep, guttural tone. “Ride my cock, milk me with that delicious cunt of yours.”
I struggled up to my knees and said, “I would love to. I want you inside me, Jordan, not just your fingers but your cock too. Fuck I want it so bad.”
I lifted my leg up and over his body, grabbed ahold of his massive chest muscles and lowered myself onto his thick, pulsing shaft.
I screamed in pleasure as he bottomed out inside of me, split me wide and made me shudder with joy.
“You’re so huge,” I exhaled as I reached the bottom of him, feeling him jerk inside of me.
“Fuck me hard,” he ordered and I obeyed.
Chapter Twenty
I was thrashing away on top of Jordan’s huge hard-on when I felt Jesse’s hands on my hips behind me. He grasped me softly and moved closer until I felt his body melt against mine, holding me tight.
I slowed down on Jordan’s shaft and sunk back into Jesse’s arms. He pressed up against me and moved me along his brother’s dick, controlling how fast and deep we went.
I sighed and stared down at Jordan, watching his gorgeous face as he focused on my body enveloping his. He stared at himself entering me with the same look a starving man has on his face when watching people eat.
Naked hunger, yet again.
I arched to open myself more to him, his hand moved up and he pressed his thumb against my clit as I rode him.
“Like that,” he rasped, “I can feel your beautiful cunt squeezing me every time I press your little button.”
Once again he added pressure against my clit, and once again my body shuddered and I felt my pussy flutter against his rock hard width buried deep inside of me.
“You are gorgeous,” Jesse said in my ear. “I need your ass. I can’t stand this anymore, Natty, I need to be balls deep inside you.”
He pushed me forward and I fell against Jordan’s wide chest, hanging onto his thick arms while he slammed into me from below.
Before I knew what was happening, Jesse spit on his fingers and began to massage my second hole, the sensitive pucker of my anus.
I flinched and tensed up.
“Relax, babe,” Jesse told me as he continued to massage the spot. I’d never had anything more than Jordan’s thumb up there, but suddenly the idea of being impaled by both of them at the same time reached an almost feverish frenzy.
I wanted it, I wanted to feel like a whore for them, I needed to reach inside and pull out my most basic, savage self. To give into the primal urges to fuck and be fucked, to be taken and used.
And loved of course. I knew how tender they would be with me afterwards, but until then I wanted to be abused and used like a little slut.
I didn’t even know where this urge was coming from, and right then, I just didn’t care.
“Fuck me,” I groaned and stuck my ass in the air, spreading my legs and exposing myself to Jesse.
Jordan slowed below me and looked at his brother over my shoulder.
I had the feeling that they’d done this kind of thing before, but I didn’t even care about that either. I didn’t want to be special, I wanted to be used.
“Relax,” Jesse said as I felt the head of his cock hit my backside. I exhaled slowly and let him enter me slowly, carefully.
Jordan looked at me, brushed a tear from my cheek and said, “You’re doing good, Natasha. I know you want this, let it happen.”
I nodded furiously and let another tear flow. Jordan brushed it away as well.
Jesse split me open, I felt incredible pain tear through me, but it hit my head in the same spot the pleasure from Jordan was hitting me. It became the most intense sort of pleasurable pain I’d ever felt. I hadn’t even been aware that this could happen.
“There you go,” Jesse said, his voice was tight as if through gritted teeth. He was exerting ultimate control. “I want to fucking savage you right now, Natty, but let’s do this slow and steady.”
“Oh god,” I moaned as he slid his entire length inside of me.
I could feel my body opening and accepting both men, it felt like there was something deep inside that could only be hit by two cocks at one time.
And they were hitting it.
I began to rock slowly as the sharp pain subsided, giving way to a dull throb that coursed through me and shattered the final wall of logic that had remained in my head.
I sobbed in bliss and made deep, guttural noises as the two hard, throbbing shafts hit me again and again in the exact spot I needed to be hit.
I dug my nails into Jordan’s arms, Jesse dug his fingers into my hips, and the three of us moved our bodies against each other until we reached that magical, intense tipping point into the deep pool of orgasm.
I was first, my body undulating as I screamed their names over and over. It sounded like somebody else; the voice was so deep and thick with desire.
Jordan was next, he hissed his pending finish, grabbed my waist and pulled me hard against him.
He bucked against me a couple time, short, swift thrusts, and finally I felt him stop. He was deep inside as his cock pulsed and his hot seed exploded into me.
“Fuck,” he grunted and stared at me. “You are so fucking perfect, you’re the best I’ve ever had.”
“Me too,” Jesse said behind me and I felt him flood me from that angle, pulsing deep inside me, the two of them leaving me soaking wet and stretched in my most intimate places.
I was exhausted, I went limp in Jordan’s arms and felt Jesse and Jordan’s cocks pop out of my body at the same time.
I felt cold and empty and the moment they were gone, I missed them. I needed them. I ached for them.
We removed the remains of our clothes and climbed into my little bed. Their muscled bodies dwarfed me, but I snuggled between them like it was where I was meant to be.
We slept and fucked all night. By morning, my body was sore and stretched. I felt torn apart and put back together.
Around ten, I woke with a start, my phone’s vibrations rousing me from a dreamless sleep.
“Good morning beautiful,” Jesse said, kissing my cheek.
“Happy Christmas Eve,” Jordan said, adding his own kiss.
“Good morning,” I replied with a stretch and a huge grin on my face. “Was that my phone?”
“It was,” Jesse said and reached for it.
“I hope it’s not work, we have plans for you later,” Jordan told me as I read the text.
My heart stopped and my stomach lurched at the news I read.
“Oh no,” I said in a breathless voice.
“What’s wrong?” Jesse asked.
“It’s Dad, they have an offer on the farm. They sold the place already.”
Chapter Twenty-One
“It’ll be okay,” Jesse comforted me. “Life has a funny way of working itself out.”
We were having brunch in the kitchen, another amazing meal prepared by the twins. I would joke about keeping them around, but I was a little too overwhelmed at knowing the farm had sold.
It was Christmas Eve and I couldn’t even begin to fake being happy.
“Keep your chin up,” Jordan told me as he slid a warm fluffy pancake onto my plate. “Please don’t let this get you down, Natasha.”
“I’m trying not to,” I said and forced a smile. I realized it wasn’t fair to Jesse and Jordan to be upset about the farm. They were leaving soon and there was nothing they could do about it. I needed to concentrate on making their remaining time with me as good as possible.
I decided right then and there that I had to put on a brave face for them, to keep a smile plastered on to cover the p
ain and confusion I felt.
“You’ll be okay,” Jesse said and sat beside me, rubbing my arm. “I promise everything will be fine.”
“Thanks,” I replied, wondering how could he ever promise something like that. He couldn’t possibly know.
We ate brunch talking about old times, like the Christmas Dad pretended to be Santa Claus and had woken the twins up. They’d gotten it in their heads to capture him, so they’d tackled him in the living room and screamed for me to come see Santa.
Of course by the time I ran down the stairs, Dad’s beard and hat were off and the twins were sitting on his back as he rolled around in pain.
I’d cried then, but I was crying with laughter as we talked about it now.
It was funny how horrible things changed with time. Something that had been part of the twins’ awfulness only a short time ago, was now a hilarious shared history.
It was pretty funny too; I don’t know why I’d always taken them — and life — so seriously.
If only I’d let them loosen me up a few years back, I could have probably had a house full of laughter all along instead of me feeling alienated and alone.
Perspective had a funny way of doing that to a person.
“So what are our plans today?” I asked, gathering the dishes.
“No, sit, let us take care of them,” Jesse said, jumping up and taking them from my hand.
“We know you always hated being stuck inside the house with our mom,” Jordan added, running the hot water. “That was never our choice though, we would have much rather had you out in the fields with us.”
“Well it all worked out though,” I said, admiring their gorgeous bodies as they cleaned up after brunch. Damn, they’d gotten so hot. It felt surreal that I was sitting here talking to Jesse and Jordan and they weren’t just annoying brothers, they were my incredible lovers with even more incredible bodies now.
But not just bodies; they were brilliant and funny and kind and thoughtful. They treated me like I was some kind of royalty and I’d never been treated like that before.
I’d had boyfriends, but nothing like this. I’d never felt so special.
“I don’t need to work today,” I said. “Doctor Roy is on call, he knows you two are back in town and wanted me to have a nice family Christmas.”
“I’ll have to thank him for that,” Jordan said and smiled suggestively. “Although there’s been nothing nice about it.” He winked and I giggled.
I knew what he meant, that he was referring to our naughty times together, but it had been nice. It had been really nice just getting to know the two of them as grown ups.
The past couple days had been some of the best of my life and I was more than a little upset that it would all end soon enough.
“We were thinking of having a nice Christmas Eve dinner in town with Mom and your dad,” Jesse said, drying a plate before putting it away. “We would like to give you your Christmas present early if you want.”
“Maybe I should wait,” I said. “I’m superstitious that way.”
“How about tonight then?” Jordan asked. “I think you should have it as soon as possible.”
They exchanged a glance between them that sent shivers up and down my spine.
I had a feeling their present included us getting naked and rolling around on my bed. I could handle that early; I could handle that now even. I think I could handle that pretty much any chance we got.
“Okay, tonight then,” I said. “I don’t have anything picked out for you guys yet. I should do some shopping.”
“There’s nothing we need,” Jesse told me. “You’ve given us the best present of all, Natty. You’ve given us yourself.”
“That’s all we ever wanted,” Jordan agreed. “Keep your money, and don’t waste your time shopping on the worst possible day of the year. Let’s stay home today instead.”
I reluctantly agreed, but kinda liked where they were headed.
Not only would I avoid doing the one thing I hated the most, shopping, I could do the one thing I loved the most… sleeping with them.
It seemed it was win-win for all of us, so Merry Christmas to us.
Chapter Twenty-Two
I couldn’t help myself; I spent the day in a bit of a glum mood despite the twins’ attempts to cheer me up.
A dark cloud hung over me with the sale of the farm, and I couldn’t quite shake the feeling that it was following me wherever I went. Even when we headed upstairs for a quick little romp before dinner, I was filled with sadness.
I wasn’t just losing the farm, I would be losing them.
Neither thing sat well with me.
Afterwards, we got dressed and the twins teased me mercilessly about my Christmas present.
I joined in and found it helped dispelling any of the gloomy mood I’d been carrying around.
“Is it something I’ll wear?” I asked as we headed downstairs.
They looked at each other, laughed and said, “Maybe,” at the same time.
“Are you going to wrap it?” I asked, pulling on my winter boots. It was cold and had been snowing off and on all day. I was thankful they’d bought a new truck. After my old one had been brought home, I’d ignored it, preferring to be driven around while I could.
“We could,” Jesse replied and the two of them chuckled together.
I slid my winter jacket over my shoulders, looked at them in their snow gear and once again wondered what the hell had happened to my skinny stepbrothers. Even in parkas they looked utterly delicious.
“How about this… is it something I could eat?” I asked as we made our way to the truck. Jesse helped me up, his huge hands almost encircling my waist as he lifted me. Snowflakes caught in my long, wavy hair and he brushed them off before they melted and made my hair damp.
“Possibly,” Jordan laughed and started up the truck.
I was snuggled in between the two of them as we drove to town, snow falling heavily and almost obscuring the road. I trusted Jordan’s ability though, and felt relaxed the entire way.
We met Dad and Tina at the restaurant and I was startled at how wonderful she looked.
I hated myself for being so selfish about the farm. Sure my family had been ranching it for generations, but her health was more important than where my great-great-grandpa made a living. Now the evidence was before me that she needed to stay away from the place.
“You look amazing, Mom,” Jesse said, kissing her on the cheek.
“Thank you, I thought I was dying and now I feel like I’m thirty again,” she laughed.
“Boy does she ever, I can barely keep up,” Dad laughed and squeezed her hand.
“I can’t believe the farm sold so fast though, I guess you guys can buy a place in town first thing in the New Year,” I said, trying my best to sound light hearted about it.
Our parents glanced at each other, then the twins. They all exchanged a strange look that made me a little nervous.
“What is it?” I asked, sipping my water.
“Are you ready to order?” our waiter interrupted before anyone had a chance to explain.
I was so hungry after the afternoon’s activities that I ordered the biggest steak I could find and quickly forgot about the glance when the bread hit the table.
We talked about my job, Tina and Dad’s upcoming trip to Mexico, a little about the last tour of duty the twins were on, and everything but the one thing that mattered the most.
When did I have to move out?
I put it to the back of my head when the meal got there; I was so famished that I devoured it in record speed and looked up to find my family staring at me with their mouths open.
“What?” I laughed and wiped my chin with a napkin.
“I have no idea how you stay so slim,” Tina laughed and tossed a dinner roll at me.
“It’s the famous family metabolism,” Dad said with pride.
“Plus she worked out earlier,” Jesse added with a snicker and a sly glance to his brother.
My cheeks flamed red. “I didn’t eat anything since brunch. I can’t help it if I’m starving.”
After dinner and dessert I started to think about my gloomy situation again.
Dad and Tina exchanged their gifts, the tickets to Mexico, and we ordered coffee with Irish Cream as a cap to the entire night.
It had been such a great time and I’d almost forgotten about the pending sale of the farm and the twins leaving just before New Years Eve.
They teased me out of it again though, promising an epic snowball fight when we got home.
I had the weirdest feeling that Tina and Dad knew what was up between the three of us, though. They kept giving me glances and little knowing smiles the entire dinner.
I almost blurted it out and confessed everything to them, but managed to hold it inside.
I’m glad I did though, when the twins decided to give me my Christmas present at the end of the evening.
“Are you ready for your gift?” Jordan asked quietly and leaned across the table.
“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess,” I replied and looked at them both. I hadn’t expected this, for them to give me anything in front of Tina and Dad. I was a little excited and nervous that they were giving me a real gift, not just sex.
“Okay, close your eyes,” Jesse commanded and I did. I squeezed them shut. “Hold out your hands.” I did that too.
I felt him drop something in my hands, a thick envelope full of papers.
I held it up, opened it, and furrowed my brow.
“What is it?” I asked, looking at my family. Each one of them had the same excited look of anticipation on their faces.
“It’s the deed to the ranch,” Dad said with the huge grin. “The twins bought it off Tina and me. They want you to have it.”
I felt like I was going to faint, everything felt so incredible all at once.
Chapter Twenty-Three
“How did this happen?” I asked for the tenth time after reading over the deed to the farm.
“We have money saved from when our dad died, but also our time in the military,” Jordan explained. “This is a good investment for us.”
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