And Kristian just grinned while jamming his fingers up even higher before starting a sweet slide.
“Shh, keep it down,” he hushed, “we’re playing cards here.”
But the finger fucking continued for a precious minute or two as we dealt a new game, even though it was completely obvious now that Tina and Kristian were having some manual sex on the downlow. With a grunt, Karl interrupted.
“My turn,” was all he said. Did he mean it was his turn to deal or his turn to have Tina sit in his lap? Evidently both. The girl stood up again, not even pulling down her skirt, Kristian’s fingers popping out with a slight squelch and stretched a bit.
“Oh I’d love to come over,” she purred, “but it’s getting hot, isn’t it? Let me take this off,” she wiggled, and the top of her dress came sliding down, her bra coming right after. “There we go,” she said slyly, giving us coy looks. “My girls were getting lonely.”
And my twin was practically slavering now, his dick weeping, looking at those creamy jugs, ready to ream.
“Come here,” he ground out, and Tina pranced over flirtatiously, this time sitting in his lap facing him. Of course, my bro had already whipped out his dong, stroking it as the girl disrobed, his massive hand massaging pre-cum over and all around his pole, getting it ready to do some damage. And Tina caught it between her boobs as she sat, pressing her orbs tight around the long, fleshy club.
And rub they did. The brunette held a breast in each hand, pushing them together to form a valley and my twin began running his pole up and down through that sweet space, getting the friction going, those creamy mounds chasing him to heaven. His grunts were low and throaty, moans of arousal joining the girl’s breathy sighs, the brunette’s head dipping to lick the tip of his glans on each upswing, swiping a drip or two of cum on each stroke.
“Mmm,” she moaned, spreading her legs wide as he tit-fucked her, “mmm, tastes good.”
But right when he was about to come, the veins in his dick pulsing, his ball sacs high and tight, Karl stopped.
“I wanna come in your pussy,” he growled. “It’s been too long.”
And the girl giggled and hopped off, thighs wet with moisture, big boobs bouncing enchantingly.
“I guess the card game is over?” she asked pertly, nodding to the table.
“Not quite yet,” groaned my brother, “but I’ve got to fuck you first. Assume the position,” he commanded and Tina obediently made her way to the bed. It was a pathetic looking thing, a twin frame with a saggy mattress, not exactly the scene of a seduction. But we were too horny, too aroused to do anything about it, and fuck, I could feel the need burning in my groin, the hot lava ready to spurt at any second. Shaking my head, I pinched my dick tip, willing the seed to stay in. I wasn’t even first up and was already going to lose my cojones.
But Tina just giggled, completely nude, her bare ass shaking, those gazongas creamy, nips hard as diamond as moisture ran down her thighs.
“Assume the position?” she asked sweetly. “How about this one?” she said, backing up so that she sat on the bed, her legs spread. And slowly, she lifted her legs, extending them inch by inch until they parted in a wide V, toes towards the ceiling, showing off those beautiful calves, the thick, meaty thighs and the slit within, glossy with cream, dripping with desire.
“How do I look?” she purred, leaning back on her elbows while shooting us sultry glances.
I almost spurted right there, releasing my baby batter onto the floor, except there was one thing missing.
“Show us your clit,” I ground out, cock in hand. By now, the three of us ringed her, transfixed, our cocks out and dripping, rubbing them up and down as we watched the show unfold, the amazing display that was Tina’s curves.
And like a little slut, the brunette giggled, running a hand down her tummy sensuously, tracing that soft curve, before dipping her hand between her legs.
“Here you go,” she cooed. “Say hi to Daddy,” she said while pulling her folds back, spreading that sweet snatch so that we could see up her channel, straight up that tight hole. Because she was beautiful, gorgeous and most of all, tasty. Her pink walls pulsed, dripping with sweet cream, a little drop pooling at her entrance. And her clit, oh god, but that nub was bright red, practically beating with arousal, huge and standing straight up, begging to be touched, licked.
And my bro was first. Karl knelt on the floor, positioning himself between her legs and rubbed his cockhead up and down her slit, coating himself in her cream. She moaned at the sensation, the tease, throwing her head back, letting out an indistinct garble and Karl chuckled.
“You like?” he said under his breath, now stroking the underside of her clit with his glans before circling that sensitive nub. “Baby, you like?”
And the girl just nodded, unable to tear her eyes from the place where they were joined. Seizing the opportunity, Karl began the push. Placing his dickhead at her entrance, her pussy lips just kissing his glans, he slid in an inch or two, letting the puffy flesh adjust, her labia stretching so that they were like rubber bands sucking at his dick.
“Oh!” Tina sighed, throwing her head back, “you’re so big, oh god, oh god.”
And Karl pushed up again, more of his donkey dong disappearing into her sweet channel, the veins pulsing hotly as inch by inch it was swallowed by hungry cunny.
“Oh oh oh!” she cried, her nips trembling, boobs bouncing as the donkey stretched her, invading that tiny space. And finally, my twin was in to the hilt, his balls pressed against her ass, flush to the sweetness, that aromatic snatch taking him all.
“Fuck,” he grunted as he began moving. In, out, in, out, his hips took on a rocking motion until he was pounding hard, the bed shaking, the little girl emitting squeals of lust, grunts and gasps as he fucked her.
“Aiee! Aiee!” she shrieked, latching her arms around her legs so that her pussy was exposed, displaying the donkey doing its work. “Aiee!”
And Karl, meanwhile, was jacked up with only one place to go. With a mighty roar, the veins in his forearms straining, chest hard, abs bursting with power, he released, shooting rope after rope of cum into her puss, his balls jerking high and tight as they gave up the ghost.
“Fuuuuck!” he roared, “Fuck fuck fuck!”
And the girl squealed beneath him, twat soaking it all up, filled to the brim with so much juice that it began spilling out from between their joined bodies, running off her ass to drip onto the mattress, spatter onto the floor.
“Oh god,” panted Karl, pulling himself from her twat, his dong wet with fluids, pulsing with the last of his cum. But we weren’t done. We’ve always liked to watch, and there were still two of us … with plenty of sperm.
“Next,” Karl growled with a jerk of his head, and that’s when Kristian took Karl’s place between her legs, parting her knees before pointing his dick at her overflowing snatch.
“Fuuuck, I love sloppy seconds,” he murmured, his eyes fixated on the curvy female body before him, used, sated, open for his pleasure. His fuckpole was already probing, testing Tina’s private elasticity, lubing up using the remnants of the previous sex session.
“My turn,” he ground out before shoving straight into her, pushing deep where my brother had just been a second ago. The Crown Prince must have overheated at once because his body jerked, his eyes flying open as his ass flexed, and I saw additional fluid bubble up and leak out from between their bodies, a mix of Kristian and Karl’s sperm trailing down Tina’s thighs, forming a pool underneath their heaving forms.
And Kristian wasn’t going to leave the little girl hungry. Without missing a beat, he leaned down and began licking the brunette’s nipples, taking a succulent orb into his mouth, trying to get as much breastflesh in as possible, hungry, ravenous, savoring the jiggles and curves. And the stimulation was overwhelming, causing the girl to jerk and scream, her entire body shaking with orgasm, the earthquake so tremendous that it almost pushed Kristian out. But the Crown Prince couldn’t be dis
lodged. He was stuck deep, his dong a solid fifteen-incher, and he just grunted and planted himself more firmly, letting her clamp and shudder around the stiff mast.
“You good, baby girl?” he asked, licking at her neck, nuzzling her cheek as she came down from heaven.
“Oh yeah,” she sighed, “oh yeah,” she reiterated, now filled with two men’s cum, the salty sperm a mess on her ass cheeks and thighs. But I hadn’t had my chance yet, still beating my pole while watching the incredible show, and I wasn’t about to forfeit or any shit like that.
“Ready for sloppy thirds, chickadee?” I grinned as Kristian withdrew. “Because you’re gonna get one more hot rod tonight.”
And Tina’s answering smile, the way she wiggled her butt in welcome was all the answer I needed. We were a go … and I wanted it all.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Tina
Kato strode towards me, that massive man pole dripping with lust, veins along his shaft visibly pulsing with arousal.
And I moaned low in my throat, my mouth going dry, a flush spreading across my chest again, spiraling, spinning out of control until it centered in my cunt, that poor used and abused hot box. Because I’d already taken two men there, let Karl and Kristian run their stiff shafts deep. Was I really ready for a third? A third fifteen incher, one that would show no mercy?
But as Kato came closer to me, my pussy began lubing again, the steady ooze between my legs becoming a stream, the tension in my cunny stirring, building like a force of nature. Because yes, I loved it with these men, they’d released my inner slut, the one that took off her clothes and let men touch her every which way from every which angle, parting my legs, showing off my cunny, my ass available for all.
And the old Tina? Well, she was still there. After all, I was still had to put on some semblance of a good girl to the public, that I was a quality lady trying to catch a prince. It’s just that I’d already met him, welcoming him into my kitty … along with two others.
And it was Kato’s turn now. In a flash, big arms hoisted me up, flipping me around so that I was perched on all fours, squealing at the manhandling.
“Oof!” I squeaked as the big hands lifted my butt up and pushed my head down simultaneously, breasts plastered to the thin mattress.
“Shh baby,” he ground out. “I want your ass facing heaven so that my cum stays in you, letting gravity do its work. I never want to see my seed leaking out, I don’t waste.”
And oh god, I flushed hotly, my cunny quivering at the implication, a twinge going off deep inside. Because I was already filled with Kristian and Karl’s hot cream, we hadn’t used any protection, it hadn’t even crossed my mind. I gasped, my cunny involuntarily clenching tight, suddenly aware of how fertile I was, trying to remember where I was in my cycle. Had I had my period two weeks ago? Three weeks? Oh shit, my head spun even as my body prepared itself for a third man, the lube running hotly between my legs.
Because I couldn’t stop, not now, not so close to doing three. So I made the best of it, craning my head back and looking at the big man over the curve of my shoulder, eyes wide.
“But you’ll pull out, right?” I asked breathlessly, “When the time comes, you’ll pull out?”
Kato didn’t bother to answer, instead lining himself up with my back seam and pressing into my pussy, that sore, achy flesh welcoming him despite the fact that it had just been pounded twice, taken by two massive shafts.
“Ah fuck you’re tight,” he groaned, eyes closed. “Fuck, you should be loose after taking two but you’re still tight,” he rasped while easing further into my tight channel.
And the only answer was my resulting squeal and the chuckles of the two men watching, Karl and Kristian’s dicks in their hands as Kato took his turn using me. I was their fuckdoll now and I loved every second of it, wiggling my butt, spreading my legs wider for easier access.
And the big man sank deeper inside, his penis banging against my cervix on each stroke, making me moan, shivers running down my spine, centering in my dainty bulb.
“Fuck,” Kato rasped, running his pole into my body again and again, “I can feel the cum sloshing inside you, you little slut.” And I loved it. I loved being their fuckslut, my body a receptacle for their hot, steamy jizz. But I hadn’t gotten an answer yet.
“Kato,” I panted as I buried my face in the mattress, my curvy body shaking as I was pounded from behind. “You’ll pull out right?” I gasped again, lifting my head for a moment, twisting to meet his eyes over my shoulder. “When the time comes, you’ll pull out, right?”
And this time Kato answered, buried to the hilt in my puss, his big hands gripping my hips as he continued the slow pound.
“Never,” he rasped, his eyes glued to my mine, my breasts quivering and vulnerable, golden flanks bare as I sighed and bucked under his big form. “I never pull out,” he roared.
And with that, he thrust in deep once more, sperm squelching into my pussy, coating the tops of his thighs, his balls, dripping off my labia, there was so much at this point. And I couldn’t take it. The knowledge that Kato was going to come in me, wanted to come in me, damn the consequences, was a shot of electricity straight to my cunny and I came right there, my puss clamping down on him, my snatch clutching and seizing like an animal gone wild.
“Oh yeah,” he breathed, leaning over my back as his dick pumped faster, “Milk me,” he groaned out, and with that, another massive geyser of sperm released inside, joining the other two deposits, the creamy white jetting in rope after rope of virile goodness, coating my fertile fields with steamy seed. I screamed then, a full-on shriek of lust, agony, and pleasure mixed into one, the knowledge that I’d just had the filthiest, dirtiest encounter of my life branded on my brain as my boobs quivered and my cunny shook, the top of my head ready to blow off.
And after eons of unending pleasure, the waves rolling over me, making me seize, shake, shimmer and jiggle, with only Kato’s big dick pinning me to reality, I collapsed, sated, jism from three men leaking out of my hole.
Kato pulled out immediately, positioning my legs just so, admiring my ass perched in the air, quivering, steamy, open, my snatch filled with man cream.
“Mmm-mmm,” he ground out appreciatively, dick still dripping. “Beautiful.” And with that he pushed a big finger into my cunt, scooping the white back into my hole, massaging it into my pussy folds, guiding it up my channel.
And I creamed again immediately, shivering at the deep finger fuck. Because I loved it all … loved taking three, the triple domination exactly what I wanted, what I needed, and what I craved.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Karl
Life has taken a turn for the crazy. And I mean crazy because my twin and I have never shared a woman with another man before. Sure, we share women between ourselves all the time, but that’s different, we’re used to it, that’s the norm for us. But a third guy in our fraternity? Weird, it was just fucking weird to get down and dirty with another dude there, running his dick into all the same hot spaces, caressing all the same gorgeous folds.
But it made Tina happy, the way Kristian touched her, the way he lightly tapped her anus while stroking in and out of her pussy.
“Kris!” she’d sigh, throwing her head back, boobs bouncing in the air as she jounced on his cock. “Ohhh, feels good, run that heavy fuckpole in,” she’d moan. And the big man was only too happy, giving her the deep pound, jetting rope after rope of thick, sticky cum into her nubile body.
Because none of us have been using protection. I don’t know what the fuck has come over us, but we’ve been taking Tina bareback again and again, and she never says no. Sure there was that first time with Kato when she’d begged him to pull out, but Kato’s the wrong guy for that.
“I never pull out,” he’d ground out, his brows lowered. “Never.”
And we’ve been doing it again and again, filling her to the brim with our mixed cream, the little girl bathed in our seed day in and day out. But the craziest part about
this all is that somehow my twin and I have lost our hatred for Kristian. We came to St. Venetia with a plan of attack, a strategy to dethrone the King, unseat the Crown Prince, bring all sorts of shit down on their house, despair, destruction, financial ruin. But Kristian … he seems to be an okay dude.
It was partly that he cares about his people, seeing to their welfare even though he could have been an international playboy, fucking women all across the Continent. But instead, I’d heard Tina and Kristian talking about the Roma, what they could do to help these impoverished peoples of St. Venetia, and the dude had some reasonable ideas. At least to our ears, he seemed willing to get his hands dirty, actually put stuff on the line to get the wheels rolling.
And it seems the feeling is mutual, Kristian sees my twin and I as reasonable guys, stellar warriors, handy with our hands, even better with weapons and good to our girl. So when the prince asked Kato and me to be part of his honor guard, we were torn, really unsure. This guy was supposedly our nemesis, and now we were going to be in his inner circle?
“What the fuck?” said Kato to me in private. “Are we really considering this?”
I shrugged my shoulders. Life was turning out complicated and weird. After all, Kristian was supposed to be our sworn enemy, Darth Vader to our Luke Skywalker, and yet here we were joining his personal body service.
“Listen,” I grunted, “it’s going to be fine. We’ll have unquestioned access to the palace as members of the Legionnaires, we’ll be in close proximity to the King, and that’s what we’re really shooting for.”
Kato nodded thoughtfully then.
“That’s true, I want that motherfucker to pay,” he ground out.
And so we accepted, taking the oaths, swearing allegiance to a man we were supposed to hate.
“Do you, Karl Smith, pledge your allegiance to the Venetian Crown Prince, to all he represents as the honor and glory of the country?” intoned the bishop.
“I do,” I replied in turn, bent down on one knee, my head bowed, one hand crossed over my chest.
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