Double Entry

by Desiree Holt

  Eric scissored the fingers, stretching and preparing her for what came next.

  I wanted this. I really wanted this. And oh, God, I am so turned on.

  “Okay, Lauren.” Scott’s soft voice. “Take another deep breath and let it out slowly. This butt plug will begin to stretch you. We’ll change it a couple times, increasing the size, before we ever fuck that virgin ass, sweetheart, so don’t worry. We’ll take good care of you.”

  She drew air into her lungs as she’d been told, and in the next moment something solid pushed past her tight sphincter muscle. She let her breath out in increments as Scott had told her. With each puff of air she expelled, the plug moved farther inside her. Slowly, slowly, until with one final push it was fully seated in her hot, grasping tunnel. She let out the last tiny bit of air and made herself breathe slowly.

  Scott helped her to stand, cupping a breast with one hand as he did so.

  “We have a surprise present for you. Eric, I think this is the time to give it to her, don’t you?”

  “You bet.” Eric nodded and produced a small box from the duffel, then opened it and held it out for Lauren to see.

  She knew what she was looking at and she opened her eyes even wider. She’d admired them in magazines and actually had a pair a former lover had given her, but these nipple rings made the ones she had pale in comparison. Four thin rows of pearls strung on narrow gold chains dangled from the tiny gold rings that would clamp around her nipples. She felt them tighten into hard buds just imagining the sensation.

  “I saw them this morning when we shopped for tonight,” Scott said, “and knew they’d be perfect for you. I think it’s time to put them on.”

  He stimulated both nipples until they were swollen and aching, then slipped a ring onto each, clamping them tight. A tiny sensation of pain shot through her, to be replaced at once by a flush of pleasure that suffused her entire body. Cream trickled from her core and ran down the insides of her thighs.

  “All right, sweet thing. Let’s move on to the next item on your list.” Scott picked up the slip of paper that he’d placed on the dresser. “Ah, yes. ‘Being chained to the bed while one man forces me to suck his cock and the other fucks my pussy’. I think we can handle that just fine.” His lips brushed her cheek. “This is more than just a game to us, Lauren. We’ve both wanted this for longer than you could imagine. With you.”

  She blinked and opened her eyes even wider. Was that true? Had they had fantasies about her, fantasies like this?

  “You’re something very special.” Eric murmured the words in that low, rough sound that made her want to say Fuck me, please. “To both of us. Tonight we’ll all get to fulfill our fantasies.”

  Lauren had the feeling he meant more than just the games they were playing.

  Chapter Three

  The brothers were ingenious, Lauren had to admit. They had come prepared for everything.

  Her bed was not a four-poster, easily adaptable for restraints, but the brothers had a well-stocked bag of tricks. While she lay comfortably on her back, conscious of the plug in her ass, they stretched cords under the bed at the head and foot. The cords had cuffs attached to each end, which they snapped onto her wrists and ankles. In a matter of seconds she was spread-eagled again, open to whatever they chose to do with her.

  For a moment a frisson of alarm skittered along her spine and she tugged against the restraints that held her captive. But Eric, at the foot of the bed, winked at her and she relaxed, realizing whatever happened she was totally safe with them.

  The most amazing thing was they seemed to be genuinely fond of her. Something more was at work here than one night of erotic pleasure. The brothers were treating her like something precious and in the process making her feel very special. This was something she hadn’t expected. It brought her hidden feelings for Scott closer to the surface than she wanted.

  Eric knelt between her thighs. His eyes glittered as he once again looked at her exposed cunt. “So sweet,” he murmured, then moved up and kissed her lips. In seconds the light contact turned into an act of plunder. He drew her tongue into his own mouth, nibbled then sucked hard.

  While she was lost in Eric’s kiss, Scott eased up behind her and arranged her so she was cradled between his thighs. Eric broke the kiss and Scott rolled a pillow under her neck, making sure her head was supported as he tilted it backward. His large, warm hands stroked her shoulders and upper arms, his touch both soothing and reassuring, as if he’d seen that tiny bit of panic in her eyes.

  “It’s all right, sugar plum. We’d never do anything to frighten you. I promise you that.”

  Every time he or Eric said something like that, Lauren’s heart hitched a little and those butterflies in her stomach picked up their dancing rhythm. What if—

  Don’t get ahead of yourself here, kiddo. Just enjoy tonight. For now.

  Eric kept his gaze on her face as he moved one hand to his cock and stroked himself slowly from root to tip. When a tiny pearl of fluid squeezed from the slit he wiped it with a fingertip and painted it on one of her nipples where the swollen bud protruded through the ring.

  She bucked and dug her fingers into Eric’s shoulders. He pressed his mouth to hers, his kiss hot and greedy. His taste was a little different from Scott’s but just as intoxicating and emotionally arousing.

  Emotionally? Really? What the hell was going on here?

  Eric lifted his mouth from hers and all thought disappeared.

  “I can hardly wait for this, sweet thing.” Hunger limned his words. “My cock in that sweet naked pussy while you take Scott in your mouth.” He glanced at Scott and they exchanged a look. “Here we go, darlin’.”

  He probed at her outer lips, leaving a trail of heat. He locked his eyes on hers as he played, careful to touch nothing but those lips, no matter how much she urged him silently with her body. When at last he slipped two fingers inside, her muscles clamped down on him immediately.

  Eric looked up at Scott. “Man, she’s a firecracker. What a treasure we have here.” He shifted his gaze back to Lauren. “All right, darlin’. Scott would love for you to open your sweet mouth and taste his cock that aches for it. Go on, now.”

  He gave her clit an easy pinch and she opened her mouth in response. When she did, Scott leaned forward, tilted her head back and pressed his shaft to her tongue.

  “Wrap your lips around me, sweet thing.” The strain gripping him was obvious.

  Lauren eagerly pulled him into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. As she sucked him inside she heard a hiss of breath and felt the muscles of his thighs clench. A sense of power coursed through her as she realized the strength of his reaction to her and just how easily she could control his climax. Much as they were controlling hers. She closed her lips around the silk-covered shaft and wished her hands were free so she could grasp it.

  Eric moved his fingers in and out of her, curling them to reach and rasp her sweet spot, then scrape her sensitive walls. He closed his lips over the throbbing bud of her sex, sucking in the same rhythm she sucked Scott.

  “More, sugar?” Scott’s voice was tight. “Can you take more of me?”

  In response Lauren tilted her head back and let another inch or so of his cock slide over her tongue and down her throat. He cradled her face in his hands with a tenderness she wouldn’t have believed and his hips began a back and forth motion. Frustrated, she tugged again at her restraints but Eric just lifted his head and laughed.

  “Uh-uh, sweet cheeks. Totally chained, remember?”

  She moaned against the thickness of Scott’s shaft in her mouth.

  “Need something in that sweet little hole?” Eric teased.

  Lauren tried to nod.

  “I’m going to slide my cock inside you a little at a time and start fucking you. You just keep sucking on Scott. When he tells me he’s almost ready to come, we’ll pick up the pace so we can all come at the same time.”

  She heard the snap of latex as he sheathed himself. Then he
opened his fingers and the head of his shaft nudged her. She tried to move herself onto him but again the restraints stopped her. He filled her slowly, stretching her soft tissues to their limits until she felt him all the way in. As he began a gentle rocking motion she sucked harder on Scott, tilting her head back even farther to take more of him.

  The twins synchronized their movements, Scott fucking her mouth and Eric her cunt on the same in and out strokes. Eric moved one hand to her clit again to massage and tease it. Lauren tried to draw harder on Scott’s shaft to bring him to completion. She desperately needed to come. Right now.

  “Any time now, bro,” Scott said hoarsely as he tightened his grip on her.

  “You got it.” Eric’s tone matched his brother’s.

  As one they thrust harder into both of her openings, once, twice, three times. Eric dragged a nail across the sensitized tip of her clit and they all exploded. Scott’s cum spurted against the back of her throat, a thick stream that never seemed to stop, and at the same time she felt Eric detonate inside her. Her body convulsed and spasms shook her from head to toe.

  She thought she would never stop, afraid at one point she might shatter, but then her body finally began relax.

  Scott eased his cock from her mouth, rubbing the tip across her lips one last time as Eric withdrew from her aching sheath. With slow movements they unfastened the cuffs from her wrists and ankles, then lay down on either side of her, cradling her between them. Her face was buried in Scott’s chest while Eric pressed against her back, his wet shaft resting against the cleft of her ass. They covered her face with light kisses and stroked her body, their actions soothing and calming her.

  “You okay?” Scott asked, his voice a husky murmur.

  “Mmhmm.” She drew in a shuddering breath and released it. “Just…drained.”

  “Lauren, you promise to tell us if we’re pushing you too far.” Concern lined his face. “This is supposed to be pleasure. Any time you want to stop, you just let us know. More than anything we want to make you happy, you hear?”

  She nodded. “I do, and I promise I’ll let you know if there’s something I don’t want.”

  “Good.” Eric brushed her hair back from her forehead. “You’re special, Lauren. We don’t want to screw this up.”

  She smiled. “You’re special too. Both of you.”

  “That’s what we want to hear.” Scott bent down to give her yet another gentle kiss.

  “You need to rest a little,” Eric told her. “I think we should have some birthday cake.”

  “Cake?” She blinked. “Now?”

  “Uh-huh.” He turned her face so he could kiss her.

  Unlike Scott, his kiss devoured her. He used his tongue to trace every inner space in her mouth as it danced with hers. She thought it interesting how very much alike they were. Yet with just enough difference she could tell whose kiss it was.

  Scott arranged pillows behind her, making sure she was comfortable. She had never felt so used and so cosseted all at the same time. Then he slid from the bed.

  “Here, darlin’.” Scott handed her a glass of champagne. “This will refresh you.” He leaned down close to her and gave her a wicked grin. “You’ll need it.”

  “Don’t move,” Eric told her. “We’ll be right back.”

  Lauren sipped the champagne and let the scented air of the room brush over her. She felt totally decadent and surprised at how much she was enjoying herself. Fantasies hadn’t always turned out to be as good as she’d imagined them, but this one was certainly off the charts.

  She heard laughter in the hall before the twins walked back into the bedroom. Scott carried the cake and Eric had another bottle of champagne.

  “You forgot the plates,” she pointed out.

  More laughter.

  “We won’t need them, sugar,” Eric told her. “We’re going to feed yours to you and you’ll be our plate.”

  Her eyes widened. “Excuse me?”

  “Just go with it,” Scott said. “I promise you’ll enjoy it.” He took the champagne glass from her hand. “But first we need to change that plug for a larger one. Maybe one with more personality.”

  A tiny knot of apprehension tied itself up in her stomach, but then she made herself take a deep breath. These men would not do anything that made her uncomfortable. If she said stop, they’d do it. And she’d wanted it all, right?

  Very gently, they turned her over and lifted her to her hands and knees again. Again with a tender touch Scott eased apart her ass cheeks while Eric slowly removed the plug. More cool lubricant and more fingers sliding into her to rub it into her internal tissues. He moved his fingers in the scissoring motion again, humming in satisfaction.

  “She’s getting looser,” he told his brother. “By the time I get to fuck her here, she’ll take me just fine.”

  “Good. Remember. We want this to be pleasant for her.”

  “Okay, Lauren,” Scott said. “We’re using the next one now.”

  She felt the tip of the plug press against her anus, then a steady pressure as Eric inserted it. He eased it in slowly, gauging her reaction. The first plug had paved the way so this time her body more readily accepted the intrusion. When this one was fully seated Eric kissed her ass cheeks and helped her to turn and lie down.

  “Now, sugar, it’s time for cake.”

  Scott broke off a small piece with a fork and lifted it to her lips. “You get the first bite.”

  She opened her mouth to accept it, savoring the creamy chocolate texture. “B-but how will you eat?”

  “Just you watch.” He winked. “We don’t want you to interfere, though, so we’ll need to make sure your hands are taken care of, darlin’.”

  They clipped the handcuffs to her wrists again, then each cut off a piece of cake with the side of a fork and began to apply it to her breasts.

  Lauren jumped at the first touch, then giggled. “This wasn’t on my list but it should have been.”

  “Just lie back and enjoy it,” Eric said.

  Scott fed her bites of the cake as they covered her breasts and midriff slowly, one section at a time. At first the texture of the cake and the frosting felt funny but she became accustomed to it, even anticipating each application. Her nipples, swollen and tender from the nipple rings, reacted as Scott rubbed frosting onto them. When he squeezed each one lightly her body jerked in response.

  “Those nipples are as big as raspberries now,” he told her. “I can’t wait to lick this frosting from them.”

  He lowered his head and began do just that. Piercing arrows of heat shot through her body and she moaned at the bite of pleasure-pain. In the next moment she felt Eric’s hands at her ass and in another breath the plug began to vibrate, sending quivers throughout her body. Then the two of them began to lap and lick the cake from her skin, a slow process that piled stimulation on stimulation.

  Soft little cries escaped her. With each brush of a tongue her body became more aroused, the vibrator in her ass working her toward a higher and higher state of need.

  Eric settled himself between her thighs, placed her legs over his shoulders and began to lick. At the contact her entire body began to shudder. Then Scott leaned down and licked her tender nipples, and the tremors began deep inside her.

  They were relentless, even when she tried to pull away from sensations almost too much to bear. Their hands held her gently but firmly in place as they licked and sucked, teased and tormented, and the vibrator continued its stimulation.

  Then it stopped, the completion she sought held just out of reach. She wanted to scream in frustration.

  Scott covered her mouth with his, his tongue sweeping inside and touching everywhere. One finger flicked her overstimulated nipples lightly while his mouth swallowed her moans.

  In seconds it began again, Eric’s mouth on her outer lips, her clit, her opening. His tongue inside licking her inner walls while Scott sucked her nipples. The vibrator humming. She twisted her hips, pushing against Eric’s mar
auding mouth, desperate to reach the precipice and tumble over it. Oh, they were clever, these sensual twins. They played her body with consummate skill, knowing just how high to take her before stopping.

  “That’s it, darlin’,” Scott whispered. “Let the pleasure take you.”

  “I-I want to come,” she said, her voice ragged.

  “And you will,” Eric assured her. “And we promise the wait will be worth it.”

  By the fourth time she’d reached that edge without going over, she was sobbing and pleading, willing to do anything if they would just give her release. As if by unspoken word, they bent to their task again, this time with greater intensity. Scott continued his assault on her nipples while with his tongue he plundered her mouth. Eric kicked the vibrator up to a higher setting and began to drive his tongue in and out of her channel in earnest, his hands clamping her in place.

  Finally, she reached the peak, and this time they let her fall over it into space, tumbling and swirling, her body quaking and shivering. Her juices poured into Eric’s mouth and he was relentless in drawing them out. He scraped every inch of her inner walls with his tongue while his fingers squeezed and plucked at her clit. Over and over she launched into space as her body reached for another, more intense peak. By the time she finally came down completely, she was drained and limp, exhausted by the intensity of the longest orgasm she had ever had.

  The twins lay down on either side of her again, holding her and murmuring soothing words to her. They stroked her hair, her back, her buttocks, so tender she wanted to weep. As hard as they worked her, as much as they pushed her beyond the limits of sensation, that was how much they showered her with affection and care.

  How did I get so lucky? No one else would have treated me this way. What will I do after tonight is over and they’re gone?

  She deliberately shut down her mind, not wanting to think of tomorrow.