Page 10 of Dirty Brothers
When I’m slapped across the face, I gasp and suck in a large breath. “In and out, birdy. Breathe through it and I promise you, we’ll have you begging for us to fuck you like this again and again until every one of your holes is filled with us.” His dirty promise has me moaning and pushing back against the guy behind me and slowly easing his cock inside my ass while I push down on the guy beneath me.
“Oh, fuck,” I cry out when they’re both balls deep inside me. “I feel so full,” I moan.
“Not yet you aren’t but you’re about to be,” he says a second before his cock is pushed inside my mouth. The feeling of the cool metal on my tongue sends a shiver down my spine. When I start to move on top of them I gasp. This is a dream come true for me. I have always wanted to have three cocks at once and now I finally get to live out this dream.
If this is a fucking dream, don’t you dare wake me.
“Jesus, her ass is fucking perfect. She’s milking my dick already,” he grits out from behind, his praise only serving to embolden my courage. I feel like a fucking goddess and there is nothing that will shatter this moment for me. I relax my throat and try to take him deeper as I push down and back against both their cocks, relishing the feeling of them all inside me. For the first time in my life I feelseen.
These men are breathing life back into me. I was simply existing before they came along, but now they have awoken a monster inside me that will never stop craving this. I am ruined for any other man, one will never be enough for me again. I will always crave these nameless and faceless men for the rest of my life, because they are the only ones to truly understand me without words.
TEN
BRAYDEN
The feeling of her tight little cunt strangling the fuck out of me will have me blowing my load sooner than I want, but I can’t fight against it, she’s too fucking much. This was supposed to be about revenge against her ex but after being inside her, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. My brothers have wanted her for months. I was against it, thinking she was just another rich girl who fucked anything that smiled at her, but I was wrong.
She’s so innocent and trusting of us to show her how to fuck, how to take a dick in every one of her holes like a good girl and that notion has me biting down on her nipple just to hear her scream. She chokes on Kingston but he doesn’t release his hold on her hair, forcing her to take him deeper, spit dripping down her chin—that sight alone has my balls tightening.
“I’m gonna come,” King snaps, then two thrusts later he’s throwing his head back and roaring her name like it’s a fucking prayer. Molly swallows every last drop of him but it's the sound of her moaning at the taste of him that does me in.
I grip her waist and hold her in place as I thrust up into her, forcing her to weather the assault I’m inflicting on her body. Now that her mouth is free of King’s cock, I finally get to hear her scream and the sound of her pleasure only heightens my needfor my release. The girl is a fucking siren and we are powerless to resist her call.
“I’m gonna come, please don’t stop,” she screams out. Kingston leans down and sucks one of her nipples into his mouth and that’s what sets her off. Molly throws her head back and cries out in ecstasy as her orgasm flows through her like a tsunami. Shudders roll through her petite body and her pussy clamps down harder on my cock, forcing my own climax to the surface.
My hold on her waist turns bruising as I grunt out her name, her cunt continuing to milk my cock, ensuring every drop of my cum remains inside her.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Justin yells. Molly pushes back against him, trying to wring the cum out of him like she is with me. The three of us are shuddering from the most explosive orgasm we have ever experienced in our lives. The fucking girl was made for us and knowing that is fucking dangerous, because this thing has a time limit.
“Fuck, she looks so good with all our cum in each of her holes,” Kingston praises.
“God, I feel so full with all of you inside me,” she pants.
My dick twitches inside her. “You were a virgin a week ago and now look at you, offering all your holes to us like a good little slut huh, baby?” A red flush works its way up her chest at my words. She fucking loves being called a slut, I make a mental note of that.
“Yes. I love being your dirty little slut.”
“Good, this ends when we say it does,” I growl. Both my brothers chuckle but I ignore it as I nod for Justin to pull out of her. He does as I say and she winces in pain. I don’t feel an ounce of remorse for her because she better get used to being used, the next time we do this it will be in my room and she’s going to be pushed to her fucking limits. Kingston and Justin help lift her offme, then the three of us grab our masks and quickly dress before we remove her blindfold. She sits on the edge of the bed and doesn’t even attempt to cover her nakedness. She looks at us and just smiles.
“So, does this mean we’ll be meeting up again next week?” she asks.
I shake my head. “No.” Her face falls in disappointment. “We’ll be meeting back here tomorrow night, so dress, go home and rest because you’ll need it for what we have planned for you.”
“Do I get to choose a room?” she asks hesitantly.
“No,” the three of us answer in unison.
“We make the decisions. We give you what you need, not what you want. We are the ones in control here, not you. Never forget that.” Her face slackens at Kingston’s words but the shiver that rolls through is indication enough to tell us she loves what she heard. Justin moves across the room and retrieves the main camera recording.
“This will stay with us,” he says to her before heading for the door. King and I follow after him, leaving her behind without another word. We all remain silent until we exit the club and climb in my car.
“Fuck, I think I’m catching feelings,” Justin says as we exit the parking lot. I sigh while Kingston grunts from the back seat.
“I think I had feelings before we even met her,” he admits.
“How the fuck have we never met her sooner?” I ask.
Both of them shrug. “No idea. Mom said her and her dad don’t really get along since her mom died, so she stays on campus most of the time and never comes home,” Justin answers.
