A Bride for Two Brothers

by D. W. Collins

  The brother’s clearly enjoyed having their throbbing cocks squeezed, but they were still in control. Their fingers and mouths brought her to a blinding climax a few minutes later. It was the first time any man had gotten her off without using his cock. They chuckled and dried their drenched fingers on her smooth inner thighs. Quinton began to kiss her more, while Marcus knelt between her wet thighs and noisily inhaled her scent. His thumbs pulled her labia apart and his tongue began to hungrily lap her opening. He brought her off again. She had never been brought to climax by a fully clothed male before. Now a pair of them held her in their ruthless power.

  Quinton continued to kiss her while his hand pulled her nipples. She panted franticly as Marcus swirled his tongue around her engorged clit. How had Maggie, or any woman, ever let these guys go? She must have been nuts!

  Kelsey exploded again, and the men traded places. Quinton’s tongue was every bit as talented as Marcus’s, but it still felt different, and that drove her to new heights of wanton desire. She dug her hands into Quinton’s dark curls and held his head possessively. Her heart seemed about to burst. His rough tongue grated across her pleasure bud and sent her spiraling into the most intense orgasm of her life.

  Kelsey needed several minutes to recover, and the brothers held her gently between them. The twin bulges of their still hard penises pressed against her outer thighs, but they did not press her for more. Marcus’s hand gently and possessively covered her steaming pussy. Their lips met in a very gentle kiss. Carl had introduced her to many kinky sexual acts, but nothing had felt as fantastic as what the Whittington Brothers had just done. She could not deny the pleasure that multiple hands and mouths had brought her. How mind blowing were two cocks going to feel?

  Chapter Five

  “I’m ready for us to fuck this girl,” Quinton said.

  His crude words excited her as he rose and placed his face next to Kelsey’s.

  “Are you ready too?” he asked her.

  She licked her lips sensuously and nodded. He effortlessly gathered her into his muscular arms and carried her up the stairs.

  Kelsey’s mind was still whirling from the intense orgasms she had experienced, and she was oh so hungry for more. She was very surprised when he nudged the door to Marcus’s door open instead of carrying her into the privacy of his room. Two guys could obviously fondle her at once, but how could they both fuck her at the same time? Before she could utter any protest, he rolled her onto the big bed she had wondered about. Her eyes locked onto Quinton as he slowly stripped. His broad chest and hard abs were awesome. She almost drooled when he shucked off his jeans and boxers. Then the biggest cock she had ever seen sprang into view.

  Kelsey rolled onto her back and pulled her knees as far apart as they would go. Quinton smiled, but he did not mount the eager female. Instead, he knelt near her head and let his hot, hard man flesh tap her lips and cheeks. She wasted no time taking him into her mouth. He tenderly stroked her hair away from her face.

  “You are so beautiful,” he whispered. “I want to watch while you suck me dry.”

  She swirled her tongue around his cock head.

  He had been careful to insert less than half of his meaty shaft into her so she could breathe easily. Kelsey was ready to swallow more of Quinton’s flesh when she felt a hand on her slit. She reflexively closed her thighs, but Marcus pulled them back apart and swatted her wet slit with his fingers. The blow was by no means brutal, but it stung enough to stop any more resistance. Meanwhile, Quinton gathered her curls to keep her head under control. Her mouth was stuffed, so she had no way to complain.

  Marcus kissed her sex lips and began to use his tongue to part them while Quinton gently fucked her face.

  Kelsey was about to climax again when Marcus spoke, “I think you’re ready now. Get on your hands and knees.” Quinton pulled his rod out of her mouth, but he kept his grip on her hair as she complied. As soon as she was in position, Quinton popped his penis back into her mouth. She felt Marcus swat her butt again. “Open up.” He pushed her thighs apart with his knees. An instant later he pressed the blunt tip of his cock against her vulva. A quick thrust drove him into her. He felt even bigger than Quinton.

  Marcus thrust his rod in and out of her. Between thrusts he gave her butt a teasing swat. Kelsey resented that he felt entitled to administer the playful spanks, but she found the tingling they caused very exciting. Then his breathing began to quicken, and he gripped her waist with his big hands. She grunted as he thrust into her again. The Whittington brothers took her from both ends for several minutes, until finally she trembled and climaxed mere seconds before Quinton flooded her mouth. Marcus laughed and filled her womb a little later.

  Kelsey had never felt more spent in her life. These men showed amazing endurance. Marcus pulled out of her and used her hair to painlessly guide her back against his chest. He sat with his widely spread legs surrounding her. She melted into his embrace and savored the sensuous kisses he placed on the sides of her neck. After a while, he turned their bodies so their legs dangled off the side of the big bed.

  She blushed when Quinton stepped in front of her. Her face was level with his crotch. She knew she ought to look away, but the view was too enticing. Marcus held her hair in one of his hands and kept her facing his brother’s swollen male equipment. He gently folded her arms across her belly and took hold of her wrists in one of his big hands. As usual, he would be in control.

  “Quint likes having his balls licked,” Marcus whispered. “Be a good girl and help him out.”

  Quinton grinned and took hold of his penis. That move supported his scrotum as he moved next to her soft lips. She extended her tongue until it made contact with the dark, wrinkled skin. His male scent filled her nose.

  “Make him come, and you’ll get a treat.”

  She was not sure what reward would be better, but she eagerly went to work. Quint’s hand covered his shaft, so she had to work with his ball sack exclusively. She licked, kissed and swallowed his balls sensuously. No thought of resistance ever crossed her mind, but Marcus’s unnecessary grip on her hair made the game more exciting. She could be the captive maiden being forced to service two ruthless captors. The fantasy got better when Marcus used his free hand to toy with her clit. She shamelessly ground her feminine flesh against his hand.

  Quinton tried his best to extend the pleasure, but the girl was irresistible. He released a primal scream, dropped his cock and sprayed her face and breasts with his pungent seed. Her shocked expression made him regret his lack of self-control. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do it that way,” he apologized.

  Marcus had not released her wrists, so Quinton used a few tissues to wipe the mess away. Kelsey tried to look pouty, but every responsive part of her body showed her arousal.

  “We all need to get cleaned up,” Marcus said. “Let’s take a shower.” He got her to her feet and used his now familiar grip on her upper arm to lead her to his big bathroom. The room was luxuriously equipped and had both a huge tub and an oversized shower. He directed her to the shower and the brothers followed her into the unusually large space. The three yelped and giggled until the water finally got warm. Marcus took a bottle of apricot shower gel from the shelf and handed it to Quinton. “I think you’ll enjoy this fragrance more than the stuff I use,” he said to Kelsey.

  Quinton filled his big hand with the orange fluid and began to apply it to the front of Kelsey’s body. Marcus applied more of the sweet smelling gel to her bottom. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the luxurious sensation of four male hands cleansing her from head to toe. Marcus shampooed her hair while Quinton took the time to wash himself. When her hair was rinsed, he led her out of the shower and dried her with a soft towel while Marcus finished showering.

  A few minutes later, the ménage snuggled between the smooth sheets of Marcus’s big bed. Kelsey found herself in the middle, with the brawny brothers surrounding her. All three of them slipped quickly into sleep. She felt really safe for the f
irst time since her escape from Chicago, and the warm touch of male hands and bodies fueled some amazingly erotic dreams.

  * * *

  She awoke to find herself alone in bed. Completely naked, she went to her room and put on a robe. The Whittington brothers were sitting in the kitchen enjoying steaming cups of coffee. Both men smiled when she walked into the room.

  “I’ll have some food on the table right away,” she said.

  Marcus smiled. “There’s no need for that. We have to get to the fields right away. You can have supper ready by six.” Kelsey knew that the brothers were as likely to be back by eight as six. They were both poster boy workaholics.

  Marcus grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap. He held her tight and kissed her. “Don’t forget us,” he said.

  Quinton was standing by when his brother’s kiss was done. He pulled her to her feet and pressed his lips against hers. She especially liked the way he tenderly stroked the tousled hair away from her face. She gazed out the frosted window as the men roared away on their four-wheelers.

  Kelsey took a seat and sipped her steaming cup of coffee. The Whittington brothers had made her feel very special last evening, but how long would that attention last? Carl had treated her like a princess for a few days too. Men were so hard to understand. She was sure that she was too heavy and too plain to keep their attention for long. They would tire of her soon enough. She stirred a heaping spoonful of brown sugar into her cup.

  The Whittington boys were so different. Marcus touched her at every opportunity. He swatted her bottom, palmed her breasts, and kissed her face and neck. It was almost too much of a good thing. On the other hand, Quinton was as sparse with his touches as he was with his words. She wondered what secrets he was hiding behind his laconic exterior. Why had he been content to let her serve him with her mouth while Marcus claimed her pussy? Wasn’t he attracted to her that way? She took a long sip of coffee and dabbed her lips with a napkin.

  Quinton was more attractive to her, and he had to know how she felt about him. Her flirting had been obvious. She would have to get to him without Marcus being around. The men were almost always together, so she would have to be patient and bide her time.

  * * *

  The kitchen was filled with the savory aroma of pot roast, potatoes, and her signature biscuits. She was surprised when the brothers actually got home a little before six. They greeted her with kisses, and she started putting supper on the table while they sat and talked. Their conversation was a little louder than usual.

  “I’ll take care of watering the stock in the morning,” Marcus said. “That way you can stay in the house for an extra hour.”

  “I’ll take you up on that,” Quinton said as he rubbed his neck. “You can stay in the day after.”

  Kelsey stifled a giggle. She would have her chance much quicker than expected.

  When supper was over, she started to clear the dishes away, but Marcus stopped her. “You can clean up later. The Red Sox will be playing ball in a few minutes. Our father was from Boston, so we grew up on a steady diet of Sox stories. We’d like you to watch the game with us, girlfriend. I’m sure you’ll have a good time.”

  Kelsey followed the men into the living room. They sat side by side without leaving room for her between them. For a moment she was confused, but Marcus cleared things up with a single word. “Strip.”

  The terse command took her by surprise. “Just like that?” she asked. “You want me to take off my clothes and parade around naked?”

  “A parade will not be necessary, but your being naked will be. We’ve both been thinking about you all day. You look great. Stop stalling and strip.” Marcus’ tone was insistent.

  Quinton took a long draw from his beer. “Kelsey, he’s going to warm your ass if you don’t get moving. Get a move on, or you’ll have a red butt.”

  She knew that she could not possibly resist both of them, so she kicked off her sneakers and unbuckled her belt. The men whistled when her jeans dropped around her ankles. She continued the ritual and unbuttoned her flannel shirt.

  When Marcus saw her sports bra come into view, he poked his brother in the rib and laughed. “I told you she was wearing a bra this morning. You sucked her tits too hard yesterday.”

  “That’s not true,” she said. “I just wanted a little protection because the flannel was too rough on my nipples.”

  Marcus whistled, and she knew she had shared way too much. “Lose the bra and come over here so we can see. I have to make sure Quint didn’t hurt you.”

  She pulled the garment over her head and discarded it. Clad in nothing but cotton panties and white knee socks, she approached the brothers.

  “Don’t forget that any woman who belongs to us needs to be ready to strip whenever we tell her to,” Marcus said. Then each man lifted one of her breasts and inspected her dark nipples closely.

  “Do you think they look okay, Quint?”

  The laconic rancher gave a vulgar laugh. “She looks way better than just okay,” he said. His tongue darted out and began to stiffen the nipple he had been inspecting. Kelsey did not want to interfere so she clamped her hands to her sides and waited for Quint to finish.

  Marcus rolled her soft panties down to the top of her knees. His hands cupped her bottom cheeks as he kissed her puffy sex lips. “Did you enjoy looking at this the week we kept her bare?”

  “Hell yes,” Quint chuckled. “I never understood why you kept her tits covered.” He kissed each of her nipples in turn.

  “That was a mistake I won’t repeat,” Marcus said. “This time I’ll only let her keep the socks.”

  All three of them laughed. Then Marcus ordered, “Sit on my lap and lay back across Quint’s. The first pitch is almost ready.”

  Kelsey had no interest in baseball, but she was sure she would enjoy this game. The men stared at the tube and talked to each other about the game, but she was never ignored. Their hands and lips constantly reminded her that she was not out of mind.

  Somewhere around the sixth inning, Marcus went to the bathroom. She took her place on Quinton’s lap and leaned against his muscular chest. It felt very, very good.

  She felt his cock harden in his jeans. Her hands reached behind her bottom, but he kept his man flesh under her and out of reach.

  “Let me touch it,” she whispered seductively. But as soon as she heard Marcus’ footsteps approaching, she got back into her former place. When Quinton went to relieve himself a half hour later, she made no advance toward his brother.

  By the time the seventh inning stretch arrived, Quinton covered her with a soft blanket. The game was an endless pitcher’s duel, and she fell asleep before it ended in extra innings. Amazingly, the men were able to carry her to their bed without waking her.

  The room was pitch dark when she awoke between the brothers. Their bodies were as naked as hers, and they felt delightfully warm. She was careful to not wake them. Both snored peacefully, and each man touched her unconsciously from time to time. Kelsey drifted back into peaceful sleep.

  * * *

  An hour or so had passed when Marcus walked past the open door just as she awoke. She sat up and listed carefully. The men’s conversation seemed unusually loud.

  “I’ll get the stock watered,” Marcus said in almost a shout.

  “I’ll just sit here and drink my coffee,” Quinton replied in a voice that was almost as loud. Kelsey heard the door slam, and she jumped to her feet. She’d have Quinton to herself for about an hour. Once and for all, she could see how he felt about her. Kelsey was completely nude as she crept down the stairs. She could smell the strong coffee as she rushed into the room. “I’m glad were finally alone,” she said before realizing that Marcus was facing her instead of Quinton.

  Chapter Six

  Marcus grabbed her wrist and smiled. “I’ve been wanting some time with you too,” he said with a wolfish grin. “Since you’ve stripped for me, we can get started now.”

  Kelsey was so utterly taken aba
ck that she began to babble without thinking about her words. It was a critical error on her part. “Oh, no! I wasn’t looking for you. I wanted to talk to Quint.” She squirmed frantically, but she could not get out of Marcus’s iron grip.

  The door flew open, and a cold blast of frigid air raised goose pimples on her exposed skin. “What did you want to talk to me about?” Quinton roared. He clutched her other flailing wrist and pulled her away from Marcus.

  “I don’t think she wanted to talk,” Marcus said. “I think she wanted you to fuck her without my knowing.”

  Quinton drew back a hard hand and smacked Kelsey’s bottom. It was a much harder blow than the playful ones Marcus had given her from time to time. “Is that the truth, Kelsey? Are you trying to play one of us against the other? Speak up!” He stung her butt before she could speak.

  “I can’t help the way I feel,” she pleaded. “I’m not as comfortable with Marcus as I am with you.” Quinton repaid her honesty by smacking her bottom again.

  “You know that’s not the deal you agreed to. You will be with both of us or neither. We’ll give you time and even help you, but no more sneakiness.” He smacked her butt again. “Do you want to stay here or not?”

  Kelsey could hardly believe her ears. She had never expected to hear such demanding words coming out of Quinton’s mouth. He was supposed to be the gentle, stoic brother. Quinton smacked her bottom again. He was clearly demanding an answer.

  “I want to stay,” she whimpered. “I liked the things Marcus did. I just got stupid. I’ll do whatever either of you want.” Those were the most honest words she had ever spoken to them.