Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 63(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 63(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
Even though I didn’t think it would be possible, Nathan loses focus on my pussy. “Awesome group shot of grown men dressed up like giant babies?”
“Not cool,” Ethan says, sliding down his sleep shorts to reveal a very long, very thick, very hard cock.
“If you’re trying to reassert your manhood in the face of the impending PJ emasculation,” I say, zeroing in on my favorite body part, “you’re going the right way about it.”
“My manhood is firmly intact,” he says, his tight fist tugging his cock into even longer, even harder proportions. “As you’re about to find out.”
“I never doubted it,” I laugh.
“That’s good to know.”
As Nathan leans in to lick between my legs, I reach out for Ethan’s manhood, encouraging him to bring it to my lips. The taste of him is as familiar as my morning coffee, as delicious as the tastiest dessert. The way he moans when I take him deep is enough to curl my toes, but Nathan’s mouth whispering over my warm pussy just makes everything sweeter and sharper.
There’s something about the push and pull of sex, the anticipation of your partner’s actions, the familiarity and surprise that brings us closer. By day, we’re three separate people, connected by love and trust and commitment. But at night, we become just one being, united in the search for the ultimate pleasure.
“Oh, you look so fucking hot taking my cock,” sexy professor Ethan says, grinning down at me with his glasses still in place. His eyes drift to where his brother is currently sucking on my clit and I watch in real time as his eyes glaze with arousal. “Nathan really enjoys doing that,” he says, canting his hips as though he’s imagining working his way into my pussy.
I don’t stop to tell him Nathan’s fantastic at it because he already knows. Instead, I suck harder, hollowing my cheeks and pushing deeper, until his thighs begin to tremble, and his hand is in my hair, trying to slow everything down. When he pulls his cock from between my lips, there’s an audible popping sound that makes us all laugh.
“I think it’s time to give Harrison and Jenna a run for their money in the noise department.” Ethan slumps onto the bed with his back resting against the headboard. He pats his lap. “Jump on pretty girl. Let me show you the ride of your life.”
“Yee-haw, cowboy,” I snigger.
“Is Ethan getting bossy?” Nathan asks, wiping his top lip with the back of his hand.
“Something like that,” I say, but I’m already obeying his order.
Even though I’ve been fucking these men for years, it still takes me time to fit everything they’ve got going on inside me. Just one of them is a snug fit, but I know as soon as Ethan takes this position that he wants both of them in my pussy at the same time. I remember the first time we did this, I thought they were going to split me open, but instead I had the craziest orgasm ever. What used to be daunting is now a treat.
I roll my hips, dropping lower and lower with each pass until Ethan is buried deep inside me and my eyes are tightly closed with concentration. Nathan looms behind me, his hands on my hips, his big body warm and close. “Relax, baby,” he says, stroking up and down my spine in long, firm strokes, knowing what I need to lose myself between them.
“She’s ready,” Ethan reassures.
“Of course she is.” Nathan lines up his cock alongside his brother’s and pushes, reveling in the slickness and heat between us.
“Let Nathan in, baby,” Ethan croons, kissing my damp forehead and holding me close against his chest. I soften under their touch and words, wanting this moment where we’re all joined, needing to feel them fill me.
Being with two men shouldn’t be this easy. Long ago, before I overheard them talking about wanting me, I remember feeling so conflicted about having feelings for my twin stepbrothers. It seemed so wrong, so forbidden. But looking back, all of that seems so ridiculous now.
We’re meant to be, like peas and carrots, and steak and fries. They’re my left and my right and I’m the glue that binds us all.
Nathan moves deeper as Ethan, and I keep still. I pant softly as my body stretches, and Ethan kisses my cheeks, telling me how beautiful it is that I love them both. And it is beautiful.
The transition between penetration and fucking is seamless. Nathan takes over, moving for us all, grinding my clit against his brother’s pelvic bone, making my legs twitch with sensation. Ethan groans at the tightness of my pussy, clamping his eyes shut, furrowing his brow. The pleasure is so extreme it’s hard to find the focus to breathe.
“Oh God,” I groan.
“Carrie,” Nathan responds, kissing the back of my neck while he works my body into a frenzy. My body is liquid heat and forest fire, slick and open between my men. This is it. The thing that brought us together. The thing that will keep us burning as bright as the sun.