Page 70 of The Naughty Virgin

“What do I do?” I asked weakly.

“First, just watch,” said my brother, smiling wickedly at me. Both men got onto the dais, moving to the music, their forms sexy and sinuous, dancing with a supine, suggestive tilt. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, especially as Cade whipped off his belt, running it between his legs suggestively, stroking his groin with that pure, supple leather.

“Like it little girl?” he breathed, looking me in the eye and smiling at my obvious lust. I’d begun rubbing my breasts through my top, my bra suddenly too tight, my nipples poking straight through the thin cotton. I was beyond caring though, I just wanted to see more.

Wordlessly I nodded. Both men smiled and continued to dance, Caleb taking off his shirt, Caden stripping off his pants. Pretty soon I had two hot, naked men before me, their dongs barely restrained in tight black briefs, clearly visible through the silk fabric.

My mouth dry, I reached out to touch, my fingers grasping, desperate and needy. I wanted to stroke one of those massive dicks, feel the hardness as it wound around Cade’s hip, like a fire hose ready to rumble. But both men moved back, dancing away from me with practiced ease, laughing at my obvious desperation.

Caleb granted me one small wish and pulled his briefs aside for a moment, showing me that donkey dong, catching a glimpse of hard, hot balls, tight and deep rose, connected to a thick snake but then just as quickly dropped the fabric, turning his back to me.

He bent over just as his brother knelt behind him, running his hands up and down Caleb’s strong, muscular thighs.

“Oh brother,” breathed Cade. “You’ve been working out.”

Caleb snapped a wink over his shoulder. “The better to impress our sister with,” he said silkily.

Cade slowly, oh so slowly, pulled the fabric of the briefs tight until it was merely a string between Caleb’s buttocks, gleaming and oiled, hard and tight in the dim light.

“Oh,” moaned Caleb, his eyes fluttering closed.

“Feel good, my brother?” Cade hummed. “How about this?” And with a sly grin, he ran his hand up the inside of the other man’s thigh to cup the package in front, simultaneously pulling the material tight between his ass cheeks, rubbing up and down Caleb’s anal line.

“More,” Caleb moaned, bent over, his ball sacks now clearly visible as Cade teased his ass and cock. “More,” he demanded.

“Oh yeah, more is coming,” said Cade. “But first, I want her to lick.” And with a smile, he nodded at me to join them.

I was confused, touching my breasts, my cunny streaming wetly. My clothes felt tight and uncomfortable but I knew I needed to be a part of this, to get to know the twins better, enmesh myself in their world. With wobbly knees I got up on the dais, kneeling behind Caleb, my face to his ass.

“Mmm, she smells steamy,” grunted Caleb. “I can smell her puss even from here.”

“We’re going to touch it, fuck it,” responded Cade. “But I want her to lick first.” And with that he lifted the string from his brother’s ass aside, directing my head to that ass crack.

It was dark and musky, oiled and hard. I was shy at first, slowly trailing my tongue against Caleb’s muscled cheek, delighting in the hard, male feel. He groaned and widened his stance, giving me better access to his butt. “Rim it, little girl,” he commanded.

And with a sense of exploration, I pulled his cheeks apart, grasping that sculpted flesh and looked into his dark star. It was deeper in color than my own, almost a mocha brown color, the puckered, pleated folds beckoning to me. With curiosity, I leaned forward and tentatively touched my tongue to those ridges, tasting musky ass smell, reveling in pure man.

“Oh god,” Caleb grunted, “feels amazing.”

“Keep going,” his brother commanded me, “this is just the beginning.”

And I started on that rim like there was no tomorrow. I traced it lightly with my tongue, letting myself savor the flavor of male anus, and then pushed my face tightly between his butt cheeks, almost suffocating myself in that delicious flesh. Tightening my tongue into a point, I speared that little hole, trying to get inside, and then pressed my face in tight again, tasting the walls of his rectum, his sphincter tightening on my chin, trying to push me out.

But I couldn’t be deterred. With an insistent grab, I forced his butt cheeks apart, spreading them so that my view was unobstructed. Reader, I almost died, it was so good. His balls dangled low, and in front of that I could see a massive, hot heavy cock hanging, the tip slickly wet, a dribble of sperm dropping to the ground. In front of me was the hottest hole I’d ever seen, dry and aromatic, ready to be devoured.

And eat it I did. With renewed aggression, I face-planted into that ass, fucking that anus with my tongue like it was the only fuck I’d ever have. Caleb fought me a bit, but with his brother holding him still and wrapping that thong tight around his fist, he didn’t have a chance.

I took my index finger and for the first time, touched a man’s asshole, running my finger lightly around those pleats before rubbing it hard, massaging it, and then worming my way in.

“No!” he ground out. “Fuck no!”

But I wouldn’t take no for an answer. My finger is small and I figured he’d done much bigger in the past. Insistently I pushed further in, twisting my finger this way and that, massaging his rectum walls, feeling his sphincter tense and pulse beneath me, trying to expel the intrusion.

I wouldn’t be deterred and instead, pushed two fingers in, savoring that dry feel and began a slow fuck, running my digits in and out as the man before me, hulking and muscular, grimaced with pleasure and pain, taking the drilling, savoring it even as he clenched and protested.

“Oh god,” he groaned. “Feels so fucking wrong … and so fucking right.”

And just when he was about to come, his balls rising high, growing tight, I stopped because Cade pressed something into my hand. I stopped in awe at the warm plastic he’d slipped into my palm, the bulbs already slippery and wet. It was a ten inch dildo, clear, with small plastic nubs that grew larger in size as you progressed towards the handle. It was designed to stimulate, to tease, to fuck … and it had already been used.

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