Page 60 of Take Me Slowly: part 2
"Nothing says badass, crazed stalker maniac like a front door key," Riley said with a laugh.
Connor grunted. "Even maniacs use keys. How the fuck else are we going to get inside?"
"We could have broken the door down, but that would let the cold air in," Brooks said, shivering.
"Don't damage a perfectly good door." Josiah stepped past everyone to the wood stove and opened it to add a few more logs.
"If you're not careful you're going to have to hand over your asshole card," Riley said to all of them.
"Including you," Connor told him.
"Bullshit, I was the one who abducted the damsel." Riley patted my ass.
"Only because you thought of it before I did," Connor said. He kicked the door shut behind us. It closed with a thud before he carefully locked it.
Riley hummed. "So what you're saying is I'm the smart, badass, crazed stalker maniac."
"Would anyone like some coffee?" I asked, kicking my feet lightly. When they all turned to stare at me, I grinned. "It seemed like the thing to offer." They looked the part, but they'd have to work on the crazed maniac persona for next Halloween.
"There's only one thing I want." Riley marched into my bedroom and lay me down in the middle of the bed. He hesitated. "Fuck."
I looked up at him and let my brow scrunch. "What is it? Is something wrong?"
I glanced around, but as far as I could tell, the place wasn't on fire. No one was knocking at the door. The front of Riley's jeans were tented, so there wasn't a problem there.
"I can't eat you out with this on." I could almost hear his grimace behind the mask. "But I still have fingers." He pushed my dress up to my waist and tugged my panties aside. Eyes peering out from the holes in the mask, he rubbed his thumb around my clit before sliding a finger inside me.
I shivered at his touch, and the sight of the other three men, still masked, gathered around me. My mouth watered when they started to shed their clothes. They held the masks in place so they didn't come off with their hoodies. A minute or two later, I was surrounded by naked, muscular flesh, their cocks jutting out, pointing at me.
"Her mouth isn't covered." Brooks knelt beside me and stroked the tip of his cock across my lips, painting them with his pre-cum.
I licked them, appreciating the salty taste before I opened and let him slide inside. He groaned softly in appreciation before slowly moving, sliding out and all the way back into the back of my throat.
"So fucking perfect," he whispered. "I love having my stepsister's mouth on my cock. You like that don't you? Your stepbrother fucking your mouth."
I looked up at him and let my smile reach my eyes in response. His special brand of dirty talk was arousing as hell. Making this sound like something more illicit than it really was. Taboo, almost. It got us both going. Driving me closer and closer to the steepest cliff that I was ready to drop off, into nothingness. Knowing they'd be there to catch me when I fell.
I had to pull away from Brooks’ cock for a few moments while I came, my body engulfed in an orgasm that had me crying out already. I was barely down when Riley was pulling off the rest ofmy clothes and lying over me, holding my wrists above my head. He nudged my legs apart with his knees and pushed his cock inside me.
Connor pulled out the lube from the drawer beside the bed and knelt behind Riley, smearing a generous finger full on his rear hole. He tossed the tube aside before pushing himself into Riley's ass, driving him deeper inside me.
All three of us groaned in unison. We lay there like that for a few moments before Connor started to thrust, setting the speed for Riley and me. It took a moment for me to get the rhythm right with rolls of my hips. Then all three of us were moving in harmony, giving and receiving pleasure, filling each other and being filled.
"Fuck, that feels good," Riley whispered. "I might be glad I didn't steal you away to that cabin." He moaned, breathing frantically out from between pursed lips. Fucking while being fucked. Careful in his movements so he didn't dislodge himself or Connor's cock.
"Of course you are," Connor said without breaking rhythm.
Beside us, Brooks and Josiah exchanged looks before, to my surprise, Brooks pulled his cock out of my mouth and dropped to his knees, his hand wrapped around Josiah's length. Then his mouth, his mask dropped onto the floor.
Josiah's whole body stiffened, but then he relaxed and tangled his fingers in Brooks' curly, blonde hair.
"Just when I thought this couldn't get better," Riley said.
I didn't know where to look. Riley and Connor right in front of me, thrusting forward, supporting themselves on their arms. Brooks and Josiah to the side, sucking and licking and groaning. Brooks trailing his tongue down the bottom of Josiah's cock, over his piercings.
And then I was coming again, harder than the first time, my pussy clenching around Riley's cock, drawing an orgasm from him. He in turn, stole one from Connor.
"Fuck… Fuck…" Connor groaned and ground himself against Riley's ass, his fingers digging into his hips. Hard enough that they might leave bruises, but I didn't think either of them would mind. They were laying claim to each other. Cementing a relationship that spanned their entire lives, but was stronger now than ever. No crowbar was big enough to get between them. Or between me and them.
