Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  “Not quite, we just agreed that Jarrod needed it more. His girlfriend dumped him this week too! He needed something to help him relax. Looks like we’re not the most popular family in town, eh?”

  “I guess not.” I admitted.

  Brendan looked at me for a moment before making a welcome suggestion.

  “Hey, how about I give you a massage for once?”

  I didn’t need to be convinced. “Deal.” I said.

  Between us we managed to get the towels spread out over a large enough area to prevent any oil spills staining the carpet. That would probably violate the strict rule our parents had left behind of not breaking anything.

  I laid down on my front, ready for the relaxation to commence. When it didn’t, I looked back over my shoulder at Brendan to find out what the hold-up was. He was looking slightly uncomfortable and shy. It was really cute, but I wanted that massage!

  “What’s the problem?” I asked.

  “Well, uh, if you want me to use this oil, you’ll have to get that shirt off, and unclip your bra.”

  “Oh… yeah. If you would give me more massages I would remember that.”

  “Sorry, your majesty.” He joked.

  “Close your eyes and turn around.” I told him, and waited until he complied. When he was facing the other direction I quickly pulled my shirt off over my head and got my chest back to the ground as fast as I could, pulling my hair off my back and to one side before putting my arms straight at my sides.

  “Begin!” I said.

  “As the lady wishes.” I heard Brendan say as he knelt to one side of me. Shortly afterwards I felt the shock of cold oil hitting me in the back and I gasped quietly. It soon warmed up though, and the faint scent of lavender wafted up my nose, helping me to relax again.

  Brendan began a slow massage and it was wonderful. Knotted and aching muscles that I hadn’t even realised were knotted and aching began to loosen under the firm manipulations of his hands. All over my back and shoulders they roamed and I lost track of time, allowing myself to close my eyes and float on the soothing sensations.

  At some stage Brendan moved so he was straddling me, which forced my arms away from my body slightly as his knees hugged me on each side. It must have made the angles of the massage easier for him because he quickly improved on an already good thing, his hands sliding all over my back, and also exploring the newly exposed skin to the sides.

  He slowly slid his fingers along the grooves of my ribcage, one hand starting a new stroke as the other one was nearly finished, creating a sensation of constant rubbing. I was in heaven and didn’t even react when his fingers explored too far, brushing the side of my small breast, squashed out slightly due to my position.

  His rubbing and kneading stopped and I could almost imagine the embarrassed look on his face.

  “It’s OK. I don’t mind, keep going!”

  I wanted that massage to go on forever, but I’d be lying if I said his brief touch on my soft flesh hadn’t sparked a strange, but not unwelcome, feeling between my legs. His massage continued as it had before, but I couldn’t stop myself from thinking of his accidental caress.

  Brendan was working through a massage routine, and as he came back to his ribcage-strokes I almost stopped breathing, waiting to see if he would make another mistake, and desperately hoping he would.

  His fingers slid around my body, stroking backwards then starting near the front again. One stroke… nothing. Two strokes… nothing. Three strokes… his fingers gently touched the side of my tender teen breast again. I softly inhaled and then whispered.

  “Yes...”

  Brendan began caressing my exposed flesh on each side, half continuing his massage and half exploring my young body for himself. His fingers slid further and further forward with each repetition, touching more and more of my tits, until his fingers were nearly reaching my nipples. I was sure that his very next push forward would bring his fingertips into contact with my sensitive pink peaks.

  Instead at that moment I felt a second pair of hands begin to feel my body as Jarrod began massaging my arms, shoulders and neck, while Brendan shifted his position slightly and concentrated more on my back. I hadn’t even heard Jarrod come down the stairs, and wondered briefly how long he had been watching.

  Did he know that his twin had been about to feel my tits? I couldn’t tell for sure, Brendan seemed to be just giving me a regular massage now, which felt great, but I realised that I wanted a lot more out of this. I got an answer of sorts when Brendan ran the heels of his hands up my back on either side of my spine putting a lot of his weight into it. A series of cracks and pops emanated from my back and I sighed in bliss.

  My back no longer felt stiff, but when Brendan had leaned forwards as much as was needed to finish his stroke at the top of my back I felt something warm and hard pushing at the crack of my ass through my tracksuit pants. This reminded me that Brendan was only wearing a towel and his position straddling me must have caused his only clothing to ride up somewhat.

  I opened my mouth, as I suddenly seemed unable to get enough air through my nose. The situation danced around in my mind, my Step-Brother was using my ass like a hot dog bun while he and his twin brother massaged my naked upper body. The strange sensation I’d noted between my legs blossomed into recognisable dampness. There was something about how unexpected and forbidden the scenario was that was making me incredibly hot and bothered.

  Slowly a slippery hand snaked around the side of my body, I didn’t know who it belonged to, and slid under me to cup my breast, transferring the massage oil on to my nipple as it slid. Another anonymous hand slid around the other side, cupping my other breast, and similarly lubricating it with the sweet-smelling oil.

  Throughout all this I’d kept my eyes closed and concentrated on the tactile sensations, but I had a desperate need to see whose hands were where. Was Brendan groping and dry humping me in front of his brother? Was Jarrod feeling my tits while Brendan rubbed his cock along my ass?

  I opened my eyes and peered over my shoulder. Each of the twins had a hand on one of my tits, and they stopped all movement when they spotted my eyes were open, waiting to see what I would do. I swivelled my eyes to look back and forth between the faces of my two best friends, hardly believing what I was about to say, but I couldn’t deny what my body was telling me.

  “Aren’t you supposed to kiss me first?” I said with a smile that I hoped was both sexy and reassuring. They were both being so gentle and tentative, I wanted to make sure they were aware I was perfectly happy with what was happening, because I knew they wouldn’t force me to do anything I didn’t want to, we’d been friends for so long.

  “Are you sure you’re OK? We’ve wanted to do this for a long time.” Jarrod spoke on behalf of both of them, as they often did.

  “Yes, I’m more than OK.” I said, and they both smiled.

  Brendan lifted his weight off me and removed his hand from my tit, only to grab me by the hips and gently turn me over underneath him. When I was flat on my back, Jarrod leaned over and placed a hand on the side of my head, gently stroking my cheek with his thumb and gave me a tender kiss, his tongue just barely slipping into my mouth. I kissed him back, and lightly played the tip of my tongue across his.

  At the same time Brendan bent to suck one of my nipples into his mouth and flicked his tongue across it, I whimpered slightly in the midst of my kiss. Jarrod pulled his head back marginally only to whisper to me.

  “You’re so beautiful, Ellie, I’ve wanted to kiss you for years.”

  “Do it again.” I urged him and raised my hand to the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair as he closed the short distance between our lips again. Brendan had swapped to my other nipple and was giving it the same treatment as the first, sucking it past his lips and then rubbing his tongue back and forth across it. Soon, each of my nipples was equally hard, straining up towards my Step-Brother and demanding even more attention.

  Each of them gently pinc
hed a nipple, sending jolts of electric pleasure into my body, I moaned into Jarrod’s mouth, unable to stop myself. He kissed me all the more deeply, turning his tender kiss into the most passionate, and downright urgent-feeling, kiss I’d ever had. My mouth was wide open as our jaws and lips worked in tandem to kiss each other, when we pulled apart I was almost as breathless as when we’d returned from our training run.

  Brendan shuffled backwards until he was no longer straddling me, and pulled at the legs of my tracksuit pants. I planted my feet and raised my ass off the ground so that he could pull the unflattering garment off to reveal my tanned and toned legs. He discarded the unrequired clothing and immediately reached forward to pull downwards on my underwear. I repeated the procedure, lifting my ass and soon my sex was exposed to my Step-Brother while his twin continued to deeply kiss me over and over again.

  I’ve always loved kissing, there’s something so intimate and special about it. It seems like anybody and anything can fuck, but a good kisser is a rarity. Jarrod was fantastic in that regard, strong yet gentle, passionate yet controlled, for a moment he made me feel like we were alone and I was the only woman in the world.

  That feeling didn’t last long though, as Brendan began kissing and nibbling his way up my legs, starting at my feet where he kissed even the soles before moving on to my ankle, then the calf of my other leg and then he reached my knees. Now, I’ve heard rumours that some women have the strangest places that turn them on when touched, be it ear lobes, necks, whatever. For me, the back of my knees are simultaneously ticklish and erogenous, it’s a burden and a blessing.

  When Brendan lifted my leg and kissed the back of my knee, I moaned into his brother’s mouth again and my legs quivered in his hands. I thought he was going to continue moving up my legs, but he must have noticed my reaction because he spent a while kissing and caressing me there. I was in heaven and hell at the same time, writhing in horny pleasure and ticklish glee all at once.

  I felt so wet by the time Brendan did resume his journey up my legs, I was almost sure somebody had poured the remaining massage oil all over my slit. I was desperate for attention down there and Brendan was so close. Just a few more kisses and nibbles on my inner thighs and I was sure he would be licking my pussy with even happier results than my knees.

  As Brendan traversed the last few torturous inches to my waiting sex, Jarrod moved his head down and began sucking my breasts as his brother had done shortly before. Just as my nipple was beginning to be flicked by Jarrod’s tongue, I felt an equivalent sensation on my much more sensitive pussy.

  I moaned and squeezed Jarrod’s head against my chest as their tongues explored my most private areas. Jarrod appeared to be dressed the same as his brother, that is to say he was just wearing a towel. I carefully reached out with my hand and placed it on the inside of his knee, and began to feel my way upwards.

  Jarrod’s flicking tongue slowed its movements as he was distracted by the feel of my hand getting nearer his crotch and he spread his legs slightly so I could reach all the way up. I paused when I felt the heat of him just at the tips of my fingers, trying to memorise the moment when I first cupped my friend’s balls, and then I was caressing them alternately with my fingers and palm.

  Jarrod reached down with one hand and unwrapped the towel from around him, setting his cock free, which stood hard and ready, already leaking pre-cum. I raised my hand to caress the head of his impressive erection, wrapping my fingers around it and using my thumb to spread his natural lubricant over the surface. With his stiff member sufficiently slippery I began a slow hand job and a deep groan emitted from Jarrod’s lips, still clamped down on one of my nipples.

  I stroked his cock rhythmically, beginning to be more and more distracted by the pleasure Brendan’s tongue was lapping into my pussy. He was licking my tight slit from end to end, forcing his tongue between my pussy lips and dipping into my honey pot every now and then. I felt his ears touching each of my inner thighs and gave his head a playful squeeze each time his tongue touched my clit or dipped into my depths.

  Jarrod kissed me deeply again for a few moments before grabbing a cushion off the couch and gently working it under my shoulders so my head leaned way back looking in the opposite direction from my body and the Step-Brother licking my pussy. I was slightly confused at first but when he knelt with one knee on either side of my head, facing his twin it became obvious what he wanted.

  Leaning forwards he planted his hands on either side of my navel and his heavy dick almost seemed to aim itself at my mouth. I parted my lips and accepted him inside me, swirling my tongue around the already slick and glistening head of his cock. Jarrod slowly moved his hips backwards and forwards, gently fucking my face as he watched his twin lick my pussy.

  The ridge of his cock slid in and out of my mouth, time and again in a slow and dependable rhythm. I sucked at it each time it pulled back, resulting in a quiet slurping sound with each withdrawal. Jarrod groaned in pleasure and I spread my legs, allowing Brendan’s tongue to penetrate me even deeper. The thought of having both twins inside me at the same time was driving me wild with lust and I felt my orgasm slowly building with Brendan’s occasional touches upon my clit with his tongue.

  Things got a lot more hot and heavy for me when Brendan switched his attention to focus almost entirely on my clit. I began to moan louder and louder around Jarrod’s cock and he began thrusting deeper and deeper into my mouth. Finally with a ‘pop’ that I’m sure only I could have heard, the head of his cock was actually in my throat.

  I’d never deepthroated before that night, the position I was in had my throat open as wide as possible, making it easier than I had imagined.

  “Oh my fucking gaaawwd.” Jarrod whispered, and slowly pushed his cock forward until his balls were just about covering my eyes. He immediately pulled back again so I could breath and moan freely again. Repeatedly he impaled me with his cock, bottoming out each time with long smooth strokes into my face, each time there was that faint ‘pop’ sound as his head squeezed into the tighter confines of my throat.

  After getting used to the sensation of a huge dick in my throat I was better able to wrap my mind around what Brendan was doing. He was still concentrating on my clit and a warm glow was building in my tummy, almost like a faint vibration that was growing stronger with each flick of his tongue.

  I was just at the cusp of cumming when Brendan inserted a finger into my vagina, gently finger fucking me in slow motion compared to his rapidly flickering tongue. As if my body had been waiting for the signal I came hard, pushed over the edge by the thought of having both twins inside me at the same time.

  I took a deep breath, reached upwards with both hands, grabbing on to Jarrod’s ass cheeks, and pulled his hips towards my face, shoving his cock down my throat. My air supply was effectively cut off and I rode out my orgasm on the strength of that one breath, thrashing around, unable to move due to the powerful men pleasuring me at each end and holding me in place with hands, mouths and cocks.

  Finally, at the end of my oxygen and orgasm, I pushed Jarrod’s hips backwards and gasped for air. A string of saliva and pre-cum stretched from my lips to Jarrod’s cock momentarily before breaking and landing in my hair and on my cheek.

  I hadn’t even caught my breath when I felt Brendan changing positions between my legs, moving so he could stick his own erection in my still quivering pussy that he had pleasured almost more than I thought possible. I gently stroked Jarrod’s hard dick as one identical to it pressed at the folds of my pussy lips, gently but unstoppably pushing them to each side as it sought after my tight tunnel.

  Brendan found his target and began pushing himself inside of me and I pulled Jarrod’s cock back to my mouth so I could feel them both plunging into my body at the same time. It was an incredible feeling to be the focus of the identical twins’ lust.

  My pussy lips gripped at the advancing erection, the biggest it had ever allowed to trespass into my depths and I felt his cock rubbing at m
y pussy walls on all sides, sending warm waves of heat throbbing around my body. Once Brendan had stuffed his entire cock into my pussy he didn’t waste any time building up pace, instead he fucked me hard and fast, shaking my whole body and causing even my petite tits to jiggle on my athletic frame.

  It was the hardest and most sustained pounding my pussy had ever had the pleasure of enduring. All our training let us run for hours, I also got the impression that Brendan had the stamina to keep this pace up until morning if we could find a way to keep hydrated. Again and again the solid hammering power of his body thudded into me, each thrust pushing my mouth back and forth on his twin’s cock.

  There was no escape for my body at either end, and I was in some kind of amazing sensory overload. Everywhere their cocks touched felt like a fire being ignited, it was spreading throughout my whole being. I felt like I was going to have another orgasm already, and I had no idea where it was coming from.

  My whole body felt like it was tingling as my pleasure grew and grew. Somebody’s finger was rubbing at my clit as Brendan continued to pound away at my pussy. Was it my finger? Brendan’s? I had no idea. Somebody’s fingers were pinching at my nipples. Mine? Jarrod’s? Brendan’s? No clue.

  Everywhere in my body that I concentrated on felt like it was the source of my pleasure, it was too much, it was crazy. I needed the release and without further warning it came, I came, and I’m sure I yelled the house down, cock in my mouth or not. I shut my eyes tight and let my weightless body get thrown around in the darkness as if by a whirlpool of ecstasy, with no concept of which way was up or down.

  When I regained some sense of where I was and opened my eyes, I was hyperventilating as if I was preparing to break the unassisted diving record and I had no cocks in me at all. The twins were kneeling on either side, rapidly pumping their cocks and looking down at me with unbridled lust. I looked up at them through half-closed eyes and for the first time in years I couldn’t tell which was which.

  The twin to my left grunted and hunched over slightly as a thick stream of semen arched out of his cock, landing mostly on my breast on the opposite side. I slid my fingers around the cum in a daze as I heard a similar grunt from my other side and a spurt of semen hit me in the cheek.