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Chapter 43
Ian
I love a good show, particularly if I’m the star attraction. Okay, so right now I’m not the main attraction. Meg is, but I’m one of the stars.
As I feel her hands on my cock, tiny fireworks explode in my head and increase in intensity. I’ve never fucked a woman who’s had this effect on me.
Meg is one special witch. I call her my witch because of those green eyes of hers.
When they look at me or my brothers, I’m convinced she’s casting a spell on us. How else do you explain the hold she’s got over us?
And just fucking look at us. She confesses she was going to do something not in our fucking best interest, and what do we do? Forgive and fuck her.
Okay, it’s not like I’m suggesting we show her the door, but man oh man, we’ve got it bad for her.
We dominate her when we fuck, but really the little fucking witch is dominating us all the time.
Her fingers play me like a magic flute. Up and down she runs them. Then she taps them as if my cock’s a flute and she wants to play it.
Her tempo ranges from adagio to allegrissimo. It sends me nearly into apoplectic fits.
Finally, I can’t stand it any longer, and I pull out of her grip.
She’s now totally untied, so I grab her and roll her onto her front. It’s time for more than one of us to have his fun.
I know just the way for all of us to make use of her fucking hot body.
With her ass now winking at us, I rub it and knead it as if it is bread dough. Quickly, her milky skin turns a faint shade of red.
She’s coming up on her arms as Matt is standing in front of her on the edge of the bed.
This is fucking perfect. We seem to work in unison. Of course, we’re brothers, but that doesn’t mean we’re the same. In fact, we’re all different, and yet we know how to read each other and particular situations.
I can tell my brothers are on my wavelength. We each want a piece of her for ourselves, and yet we’re happy to share.
It’s odd how we’re so competitive with so many other things. Over time we’ve tried to steal each other’s women, and yet, with Meg it’s different.
She’s a witch for sure, and she has us all under her spell.
Paul and Evan circle my beautiful girl, and I make sure I stay behind her. I’m going to claim her ass.
I’ve got no problem with sharing, but Matt already beat me tonight to her pussy, so I need to make sure I stake out my territory. There’s no fucking way I want to be beat to the post again.
It’s not as if Meg’s not up for it. Sure she’s had a rough night, but judging by the way she’s sucking on Matt’s cock and the way her ass is wiggling from side to side, she’s more than fucking ready.
If Matt hadn’t been the first one to suggest we fuck her, I would have. No fucking point leaving her in this great big bed to wallow in self pity, succumb to a terrible nightmare, or worse, spend the night here all alone, tossing and turning because she fucking can’t get to sleep.
No, Matt’s suggestion was fucking spot on.
By now, Evan’s slid under, and I can see him suck on her dangling tits. He may even be biting into those delicious pink-looking rosebud-like nipples of hers. They’re tempting and taste as good as they look.
Her body’s twitching, and I can see her pussy is dripping. She’s well and truly ready.
Before I enter her in her most private part, I should make sure she’s well lubricated. My index finger finds her pussy and scoops some of the juices.
Slowly, I trace a trail up to her ass and around her hole.
“Are you ready, baby, my little slut? Can you handle it?”
