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I nodded my head. “Yes, yes, yes!” I agreed.
“Say it; say you’re our bitch.”
“Fuck yes!”
“Say it!” He bit down on my earlobe. Hard.
They had turned me into a huge, hot mess. “Yes, yes! I’m your bitch. Fuck me harder, please!” I couldn’t even think straight anymore.
“That’s my girl. You’re a slut aren’t you? Loving the way we pound our co**cks into your hungry pus**sy. Look at you, grinding your hi**ps against the both of us. So f**king sexy; so f**king delicious.”
“Please, please. Oh, my God. Ryan, Riley…” My words turned into an inaudible whisper.
“You’re our slut. You belong to us. All of you.” The twin in front took my mouth and kissed me ravenously. He was hungry, dominating; his tongue seeking to control my insides. He pressed deeper, forcing his way in, and I let him, accepting his control.
My insides were tight. Too tight. I didn’t know if I could even take another orgasm. It felt like I could explode at any moment.
His tongue left my mouth and trailed down my neck. It found its way to the nape of my neck. For a short while, it rested there, sucking and biting. And then the twin said, “You make me so damn f**king hard, Scarlet. I’m going to come. I want to come inside of you.”
I’d made sure to never miss a day of birth control after getting knocked up the first time, but even if I did and it happened again, we were already a family, and we’d been considering having another child. The next time, hopefully, a girl, because I had to deal with enough boy antics.
“I’m close,” a twin said. I thought it was impossible, but they began to drive into me harder. My energy had been drained. I’d had more org**asms than manageable, but one more was about to come. I blamed it on my pent-up sexual frustration and those damn vibrators for how sensitive I was. The twins should use them more often.
And then, all at once, their co**cks went as deep as they could, one hitting my cervix. They came, losing themselves inside of me. My release came soon after. I hugged the twin in front of me as hard as I could, pressing my bre**asts against his chest. He took off my blindfold so I could see who had been using my pus**sy all this time—Riley. I had an inkling. It was usually Ryan who did the dirty talking.
We collapsed onto the bed, our limbs tangled in a sweaty mess. As they pulled out, a sticky string of cum slipped out of my openings.
“Are we done?” I asked, trying to catch my breath.
Riley scoffed, “Are you kidding? We’re just starting. We don’t get a night like this every day.”
“Give me five minutes to rest.” Pleasing these two was going to be the death of me.
He smirked. “One minute. Just enough time for me to fetch the dildo.”
I’d lost track of how many times I’d come that night, but I knew they were going to provide many more cli**maxes.
Ryan went back to exploring my body the second Riley left the bed. His fingers slipped under the curve of my bre**asts. Massaging them, he kissed me. I wrapped my hands into his hair, kissing him back.
My eyes were closed when Riley put the thick, plastic rod into my folds. It was huge—slightly bigger than the twins. I looked up. He held a small remote. It had three buttons—the high and low settings, and the on and off button. Grinning a devilish smile, he pushed the settings to high, and the object shook my center. The miniature vibrators were still secured on my body. When I thought it couldn’t get any worse—or better—Riley pulled the dildo out and slammed it back in right after. I could hear the squelching noises my pus**sy was making. It had been thoroughly soaked.
All the attention was on me and my pleasure. They did this often. Sometimes, they’d make me come without following up themselves. It was usually when we were too busy, and didn’t have enough time to go for a full round. Ryan and Riley told me they liked the way I looked when I came and moaned. I thought I looked bad, and foolish, but I didn’t care. I just found them totally perfect when they did things like that, without asking for anything in return.
Tonight however, I was sure there’d be a follow-up.
We’ll f**k you until you’re numb, and begging for us to stop, and even then we won’t stop. We’re going to come inside of you. Over and over again until the next morning; until we’re satisfied. You won’t be able to walk properly tomorrow. Your pus**sy will be sore, thoroughly f**ked, dripping with the cum of both my brother and me—that was what Ryan had said to me over the phone that afternoon. I had been taking an afternoon break with Kristie, my best friend, who happened to drop by. I was blushing the whole time, hoping she didn’t catch Ryan’s words.
