“Just feel,” murmured Caden. “Don’t worry about tomorrow,” his brother said, trailing a hand down my side, skating over my left breast.
And I gave in. I wanted it, even if only to watch the two of them go at it again. The bachelorette party had been by far the dirtiest, darkest experience of my life and hey, if life hands you another opportunity unexpectedly, why not take it?
I kissed first one twin, then the other, savoring their firm mouths, letting them caress me as their kisses trailed over my lips to fall on my cleavage, my shoulders, the back of my neck.
“Oh!” I sighed. “Yes,” I purred as Caleb slipped the zip of my dress down.
“This scrap of fabric has been tantalizing me all night,” he growled as he slid it over my hips, helping me step out of the tiny dress. With a careless wave, he tossed it to the ground, the shimmery fabric a heap on the floor.
My eyes snapped open, realizing that I was nude except for my high heels and panties in public, but my brothers slid their hands over my curves, keeping me warm.
“Don’t worry little sis,” murmured Caden into my ear, “there’s no one here but us.”
“And we won’t let you get away again,” growled Caleb, both his hands cupping my breasts from the back before beginning a massage, weighing my titties in his hands, pulling and squeezing at the nipples.
“Oh…” came my wordless sigh as I leaned my head back on his shoulder. Caden, in front of me, bent to his knees and took a nip in his mouth, sucking on it, running the areola like it was the sweetest candy he’d ever tasted. Tingles shot straight from my boob to my cunny, making it run with juice, the aroma distinctly musky in the cold night air.
As if sensing my vulnerability, Caden reached a hand between my legs and stroked there.
“Oh yeah,” he chuckled, holding his fingers up. “She’s soaked like a slut already.”
I only moaned in agreement, squirming, gyrating my hips to beg for more attention. And my brothers were on it. Caden continued to suckle at my breasts, stroking my cunt through my panties as Caleb ground against me, his massive dong moving in circles in the small of my back, his hands gripping my breasts as he kissed the side of my neck.
Slowly, Caleb slid down to his knees as well, trailing kisses down my spine, massaging my buttocks, stroking my thighs. Instinctively I parted my legs, granting more access, begging him to touch my cunny, play with it, to fuck that tiny hole.
But he wanted to taste first. Pushing me over so that I leaned forward at the waist, he pushed his face into my puss from the back, inhaling me through my g-string.
“Smells like steaming girl,” he grunted, his hands running up and down my calves. Then both men positioned themselves below me, their mouths open as if to catch nectar. With one big hand, Caleb snapped off the cloth, the silk ripping with no resistance, leaving me totally nude except for my heels.
With a collective moan, they dove in, Caleb tonguing my hole from the back, Caden licking my folds in the front. I’d never felt two men on my vag before and it was so distracting, so delicious that my knees grew weak, every part of my puss on fire as I was licked, teased and played with. I braced myself against the wall for support, my cunny tingling and sparking, the two tongues on my most private spot, making me scream for more.
“Please,” I panted breathlessly, my boobs swaying with each gasp, my cunny steaming so moist that the boys could hardly keep up, lapping at my vulva, my thighs, the crease where my puss met my legs.
“Please what?” chuckled one.
“Please more of this?” laughed the other, toying with my clit with his tongue, then biting it firmly.
“Aieee!” was my wordless cry in response.
Both men went back to eating my cunt as my body shivered wordlessly in the night. They had their dicks out now, their big hands moving up their poles in stimulation, and damn but if I didn’t see one brother reach for the other’s dick, trading off, stroking each other, the veins pulsating as they fisted those heavy shafts.
In the meantime, Caleb moved up and began tonguing my ass, probing that little hole with his clever mouth, even biting my buttocks a bit as his brother continued to eat me from below. It was sensational. I felt that slippery muscle rim me, tracing the puckered pleats of my anus and the dirtiness just turned me on, juicing me even further.
“Oh yeah, that ass,” grunted Caden from below as he slurped my cream, stopping for a moment to slide a big finger into my hole, working it in and out rapidly. And I was so turned on that I squealed in response, the pavement beneath me soon wet with droplets of juice, a shower of pussy white on the dark cement.
But I was getting finger-fucked so hard I couldn’t really focus. Taking advantage of my distraction, Caleb inserted a digit into my behind, my dark star resisting its first foreign object. I could feel my brothers’ hands moving in and out, one in my cunt, the other in my ass and I moaned heavily, breathing hard, still bent over, the two men tending to me, priming me for the big time.
Because it was here. With Caden finger-fucking my vag, Caleb straightened behind me and lined his dick up with my anus.
“Oh god, no!” I gasped, turning to look at him with wide eyes. I’ve had sex, but not anal, and I couldn’t, I just couldn’t do that ten-inch dong.
But he must have encountered resistance from women before.
“No worries, sister,” he growled, fingering my ass one last time before pushing that nasty finger into my mouth. “You’ll like it.”
And all I could do was suck, tasting my own musky scent as he rubbed his giant crown against my backdoor, pulling my ass cheeks apart to spread ‘em better, for more traction, better access. I mewled silently even as I tensed.
“Relax,” he growled, moving his hips forward a bit. The strain was excruciating. I felt my little ass push back as his dick moved forward, him rubbing my hole even as he breached it, massaging my cheeks, moving his finger down to stroke the flesh between my vag and anus. “Relax,” he commanded again, pressing forward, insistently increasing the pressure.