Page 58 of Valentine Dare

“No. I mean we didn’t want to put any pressure on you. It’s clear we’re past faking or you don’t feel that way?”

“When did we get past it?”

Prent drew closer. “The moment I came to get you from NY. When your parents left you. If you didn’t mean anything to us, we wouldn’t have made sure to see to all your needs. We want you to be happy. We realize we were acting like fucking chickens, not admitting it in the past.”

“Jenny, we want to be here for you - not for fake, but for real.”

The tears started to escape my eyes, as the three of them took it in turns, to claim not only my heart but my body.

I stood in front of them as I un-did the zipper to the side of the dress. I wore a strapless bra, and with it matching red lace panties. I wanted to feel sexy, not only on the outside, but underneath it too.

“You just get sexier every single second,” Prent snarled as he moved toward me. I thought maybe he was going to take off my bra, but instead he loosened the pin keeping the bun on top of my head.

“Better. I love it when your hair is loose.” Trent smiled as Prent’s fingers moved lower down and unclasped my bra, then he tossed it on the bed.

“Fuck, I’m so hard right now,” Brent growled as he came toward me, then he moved in front my legs, pulling my underwear down. He lifted each foot, as he took off my panties. I started to close my eyes as Prent stroked my back. The movement in his strokes was making me wet, before they’d even started doing anything sexual to me. It was the sensual arousal which I should be used to with them, but it always felt like our first time.

Trent was no longer in the room. I could hear water running from the side, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out he was in the shower.

“Trent’s waiting for you in there.” Prent sighed, as if he was disappointed. I was going to be with Trent first.

“Don’t worry, there’s plenty of me for the three of you.” I planted a kiss on his lips as I spun around, ready to meet Trent in the shower.

As I opened the door, it was dark, but the light was on inside the shower and I spotted Trent, naked and ready for action. He smiled as he opened the shower door. I walked in with no hesitation as the steam filled the bathroom, and the water began to hit us. I threw my head back as Trent closed the door, and he grabbed the shower gel, squeezed some in his hands, and then I turned so he could rub it on my back.

The water was darting between the two of us as he massaged not only my back, but the side of my body too. I moved my butt so it rubbed against his ever-growing cock.

“Fuck!” he yelled, and I knew he was finding it hard to control himself. He wanted to take me, as his hands were replaced by his lips. As the water removed the foam of gel on my body, I closed my eyes, taking in every sensation he was generating inside of me. As I turned to face him, the water jetted on my face. I pulled him close to me, not with his shoulders but with my hand firmly on his cock.

I gently stroked his cock, teasing it by pressing it against me, then backing away.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to completely lose it!”

I didn’t say anything as I tiptoed and pressed my lips against his, this time not just stroking his balls, but the tip of his cock. I knew at any second, he would completely lose it and fuck me.

I loved having the power of making him weak at the tips of my fingers, as he moaned and tried to control himself.

No more could he hold back, as he lifted me up, and I wrapped my arms around his neck for support. He cupped my breast and massaged it with one hand, my weakness, because Trent could do things with my breasts that his brothers failed to do. They all had a different weak spot with me. Trent was a breast man; he would hold them and grip them not too tightly, but enough to have a firm grip, and then put my nipple in his mouth while gently sucking them as I was backed against the wall. No more did I feel the water on my face. The steam coming out of the shower was dripping on his back. As his hand slid up my front, stroking my clit, I tightened my thighs around his hand. He was holding me steady as his thumb continued to taunt my clit and his index brushed against my entrance.

“You’re such a bad boy. Just fucking take me already.”

He choked. “Ah, so now you know how it feels. You were teasing me at first, and now it’s my turn.”

I could feel myself reaching the edge as I continued to pump his cock at a steady rhythm. He pushed his fingers inside of me, then planted gentle bites on my neck, which turned into him sucking on it. I could tell he was coming as he started to pick up the pace with his fingers. I did the same, wanting him to come as he thrust inside of me, then he bit my lip, something he did when he was coming to the edge.

His cock started moving naturally out of control, until I felt his slick cum on my fingers.

“You got me!” He said as if he was surrendering to me.

He didn’t say another word as he was out of breath. He let go of me, but he wasn’t done yet as he knew I hadn’t come.

He parted my legs, and his head went between them as he slid his tongue against my clit.

“Fuck!”

He moved his fingers in and out, as he stroked and lapped my clit. I started to whimper as I felt weak, as the cum which hadn’t been released, came at the tip of his tongue. My head was fully back, and I felt as if the wind was taken out of my legs while I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Let it all out baby!”

I turned to see Prent waiting for me. He was next, naked and ready to take me. I smiled as Trent held me in place, taking every last bit of my cum. He’d made me weak, and yet I wasn’t going to stop tonight. No, I could tell by the wicked smile on Prent’s face, he wanted me to come, but this time his way and only with him.

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