Page 138 of Stepbrothers

She opened her eyes and stared down at her chest.

Parker trapped her left nipple in the other clamp, the chain hanging prettily between them.

“Oh fuck.” She spread her fingers wide then clenched her fists, resisting the urge to remove the clamps and get away from the tightness.

“Shh, it’s okay.” Trig spoke against her mouth. “You can do this, and fuck, you look amazing, a goddamn wet dream come true.”

“I don’t know…I…” She panted out the words. The pain seemed to be increasing not abating.

“Let’s get this off,” Parker said. But he didn’t mean the clamps, he meant her pleated peacock-blue skirt.

In a second it had pooled at her feet, and then with it, her panties.

Parker dropped to his knees, his hands on her hips. “You waxed?” His surprise was evident in his voice.

“Special occasion,” she managed, “I knew we’d all be together tonight.”

“Sexy.” Trig ran his fingertips over her bare mound. “Soft, too.” He chuckled. “Now that’s what I call a nice present for us, wildcat.” He kissed her, his tongue easing between her lips to stroke over hers.

He kissed her mouth as Parker kissed her mound, sliding his finger between her pussy lips to press on her clit.

She groaned, and her knees weakened.

“I’ve got you,” Hugh said quietly, “I’ve got you, so just feel, just feel all the sensations your pretty little body is receiving from us.”

She did as he’d instructed and found that the clamps were heightening her arousal, making everything feel even more profound.

When Trig pulled back, she stared into his face. “Yes. I get it…fuck…I want to…”

“Fuck.” He grinned and took the chain between his thumb and index finger. “And when you need more, just say.” Very gently, he put tension on the chain. “And we’ll give it.”

A stinging sensation danced over her flesh. She gasped and a tremble of longing wended up her spine.

He released the chain.

“Like this,” Hugh said, stepping her backward. “Time to get on the bed.”

“Good idea.” Parker stood and stripped of the smart clothes he’d worn to her graduation. “Let’s do this.”

“Do what?” she asked.

Hugh was quickly discarding his clothes, including his boxers. His erection was thick and long and at full mast. He gripped it. “You’re about to find out.”

He pulled her onto the bed with him, his attention on her breasts and the gold chain that was swinging with her movements.

“Ride me.” Hugh flattened onto his back. “Sit on my cock, so I can see your beautiful tits while we fuck.”

Clarice didn’t need telling twice, and straddled him, hovering her bare pussy over his cock.

“I love this,” he said, caressing her bare lips. “It was a good idea.”

“Don’t get too used to it.” She grinned. “It wasn’t the most fun experience.”

“No, but this will be.” He gripped her around the waist. “Sit on me, take me.”

“Yeah, fuck him,” Parker said by her ear. “Give him what he needs, give him your pussy.”

With her hands set on Hugh’s hard pecs, she closed her eyes and lowered onto his hot, thick cock.

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