“Hey Ellie, where’s your lube?” Jarrod asked.
I looked over at him and discovered he had also removed his boxers while I obsessed over his brother’s cock and was stroking himself while watching my performance. I raised my head up and off Brendan, which produced a faint sucking-slurping sound and said in my most posh voice.
“What makes you think an innocent college girl like me has ever procured any lubricant?”
Silence ensued for a moment and then…
“Where’s your lube, Ellie?”
I sighed, being a comedienne is such hard work.
“It’s in that drawer over there.”
I turned my attention back to the magnificent dick in front of me and slipped it into my mouth again, swirling my tongue around the head each time I bobbed my head. Jarrod returned with the lubricant and I felt the bed shift as he climbed on and put his weight upon it. I felt strong hands grasp my hips and pull gently upwards until I was on my knees with my face still between Brendan’s legs. I rested my arms on his thighs to improve the angle for myself as gentle fingers began to probe my sopping wet sex.
I felt a single digit inserted into my pussy and I moaned around Brendan’s cock, pausing my head motions temporarily to concentrate on the welcome invasion of my most private area. My recent orgasm had made me so slick that I accommodated his finger with ease and I soon felt the knuckles of his other fingers pressing against and around my clit. He extracted his finger and immediately pushed forward again with two.
I moaned again, my lips still wrapped around Brendan’s pulsating erection and began sucking him once more in time with the motions of his brother’s fingers inside me. It was a blissful rhythm that I could have been lost in forever but the two excited boys at either end of me couldn’t possibly last as long as that without a much needed release!
Jarrod pulled his fingers out of my slit and if I could have managed it I would have pouted but I was busy. I needn’t have worried though because after a little bit more weight shifting on the bed I felt a swollen cock at the entrance to my pussy and this time it was a smile that my facial activities prevented. The head of a wonderful erection indistinguishable from the one I was closely inspecting with my tongue pushed my pussy lips aside with lubricated ease and stretched my willing sex with its girth.
I’m sure I would have yelled the house down if I wasn’t sucking on Brendan’s dick at that moment, even so, a whimper of pleasure still escaped from around his cock as I felt inch by sweet inch of Jarrod’s length embed in me. Finally I felt his pelvis resting against my ass and the back of my legs and knew he was bottomed out. I chose that moment to take Brendan’s cock into my throat, half hearing and half feeling that well remembered popping sensation as it entered past the tight restriction at the back of my mouth.
Holding my breath by necessity, the world became still and near silent for a moment while I basked in the sensation I had been craving for so many months, to be impaled on two cocks at once and fucked by my muscular twin Step-Brothers. I pulled my head back and rested it on my arm for a moment, gripping Brendan’s cock with my opposite hand while I caught my breath and relished the pace Jarrod was building up with his thrusts, jolting my whole body. With each slap of his thighs on mine I felt my small tits jiggle almost imperceptibly, my nipples lightly brushing the blanket on my bed.
Suddenly I felt a finger at my backdoor. Somehow I had almost forgotten that Jarrod was planning on taking my ass and I felt myself involuntarily squeeze shut at the unexpected contact. Mind over matter, Ellie I thought to myself and consciously willed myself to relax and continued jacking Brendan off.
The finger Jarrod was using was one of the two he had finger banged me with and as such it was well coated in my pussy juices. There was no way it would make any progress while I was clenched but once I relaxed it did slowly work its way into me. It was all I could do to concentrate on relaxing while trying to enjoy the unique sensations and continue giving Brendan a handjob.
Brendan wasn’t speaking much English at that time but he did appear to be enjoying himself with his head thrown back and his hands planted on the bed bracing himself. The combination of my skilled mouth and hand was going to get me the reward of a fine load of semen on my face at some point in the near future, I predicted.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, I felt Jarrod’s finger was completely inside my ass and he resumed his thrusting in my pussy with his powerful erection. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before, when I’d had sex previously I never really stopped to consider my ass much, but with a finger in there I could feel the two distinct cavities and feel how Jarrod’s finger and cock would be rubbing together if not for my flesh separating them.
Sooner than I would have thought possible I became accustomed to the first time invasion of my ass and the awareness that was first so crisp and clear faded into a dim burning pleasure. I lowered my mouth to Brendan’s balls and gently sucked and licked them while the fire was stoked inside me and I continued to jerk him off. Jarrod pulled back on his finger and all at once that clarity returned and I could feel his finger and my ass as individual parts of this sex session again.
His finger extracted fully from me and I felt the cold air hit my asshole causing that involuntary clenching again. Once more I had to concentrate to relax as Jarrod pressed forward with both of his pussy-coated fingers. I had severe doubts about my ability to take two fingers, let alone a cock the size the twins each sported, but I was determined to give it my best shot. Somehow I found it easier to relax with two fingers being inserted into my ass than I had with the first one. I guess my asshole is a quick learner!
Jarrod still had his cock bottomed out in my pussy as his two fingers forced themselves into me. At last his fingers could push forward no more and he held still, letting me get used to the sensations. I have to say, it felt fantastic. I returned my mouth to Brendan’s cock and slipped him into my throat with practiced ease, once more closing my eyes. I briefly pretended that I had not two but three cocks inside me at that moment and wondered if I was getting greedy.
I pulled my head back and sucked as hard as I could on Brendan’s erection and he tensed his muscles. I felt an increase in the hardness of his member and he placed his hands on each side of my head.
“Slow down, Ellie, I’m not going to last much longer!”
That confused me a bit, I wanted that cum on my face, surely after that earth-shattering orgasm he gave me he shouldn’t have felt worried about not lasting long enough? Regardless, I did as he asked, slowing my movements and making the touch of my lips and tongue softer.
Jarrod pulled his fingers back halfway and seemed to be trying to spread them. I raised first one eyebrow and then, as I felt a spurt of cold lube shoot between his fingers and into my ass, my other eyebrow joined the first at those lofty heights. I gasped at the feel of the cold gel oozing into me but thankfully it warmed up pretty quick.
Before I had the time to think of a witty remark to scold Jarrod for surprising me like that he had pulled his cock out of my pussy and placed it at the entrance to my well-lubed tradesman’s entrance. I removed my mouth from Brendan’s cock and slowly stroked it’s length, swallowing nervously as I felt Jarrod begin to push forward.
I remembered the first time one of the twins thrust his cock into my tight slit and just how very perfect it had felt, like it was meant to be or a match made in heaven. As Jarrod slowly but ceaselessly pushed his glistening erection into my virgin asshole the feeling was more one of being overwhelmed. My eyes watered and I grunted half in pain and half with the sheer effort of pushing back at him. Heat was replacing the cool sensation of the lube in quick order, my ass was on fire and Jarrod’s cock was the torch igniting it.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore and I was going to ask him to stop, I felt the mercy of his thighs coming to rest against the back of my legs again. I almost yelled ‘Victory!’ but was unable to articulate actual words with the fire lit under me. Despite all th
at lubrication the fit was so ludicrously tight that Jarrod was barely able to move inside me with any speed.
The next thing I knew, Brendan pulled his legs up and then pushed his feet down between my knees, forcing my own legs apart. He awkwardly shuffled down until I was straddling him while still being skewered by his twin brother’s shaft.
Some people, normal people, might say that one single bed is too small for three people to fuck on. I’m not sure even the most talented of artists would have been able to draw the tangle of legs that must have been visible towards the foot of my bed but somehow it all fit together ok. Brendan reached down with one hand and guided his erection towards my pussy. Slick with his pre-cum and my saliva it slid in to the hilt in one powerful motion.
As a dedicated athlete I regularly push my body to the limits. What I was doing at that moment was not what most people would think of as an athletic limit but I assure you it was. I’d never in my life or dreams felt so full, so unbelievably full, of dick.
Brendan wrapped his arms around me, holding me in place, and began pounding into my pussy at breakneck speed while his brother began a much slower series of thrusts. I lay there limply, my helpless body trapped as if between two fucking machines, and let myself be used by the handsome twins. The fire of pleasure was sparked again as the twin erections sawed in and out of me, sometimes in unison but mostly moving to the beat of their own music.
It was amazing, their ability to fuck me this hard for so long. I finally felt that my orgasm was just around the corner when Brendan whispered in my ear.
“Ellie, where is Jarrod’s cock?”
“It’s… in… my… ass…” I conceded and my body was rocked as I came again with that simple statement of fact.
All my muscles clenched and released over and over again as the pleasure throbbed through me. The extra tightness was too much for the twins. Brendan unleashed a torrent of semen deep inside my slit as his well sucked and fucked cock was milked during his own orgasm. At the same instant I felt a load of Jarrod’s cum erupting in my ass, feeling similar in volume to the lubricant but hot instead of cold. It drenched my insides flaming the fire of ecstasy that was rushing through me.
At last we collapsed in a sweaty, breathless tangle of glowing calmness. I lay there sandwiched by the twins, one on each side of me as we cuddled close on the small bed, running my hands over their bodies gently. I think we all fell asleep for little while because the next thing I knew it was full dark and I couldn’t see much. I nudged Brendan because Jarrod was against the wall.
“Turn the light on.”
“Mmmmmf.”
He protested wordlessly but stood up and stumbled around a little bit.
“Where is the switch?” He asked.
“Over there by the door.” I pointed uselessly in the dark.
Brendan took a step and then with a squelch and a thud he fell to the ground.
“What the…”
“The pizza!” I yelled in impotent rage “Not again!”
I jumped up and over Brendan’s prone form, flicking on the light. I shook my head in surrender at the scene before me. Twins, one naked in bed laughing and holding his stomach as if it was going to burst, one dazed and confused on the ground with a pizza essentially stuck to his ass. I didn’t bother getting angry again, it was too funny.
“C’mon, Brendan, let’s get you to the showers and hope nobody sees you or they’ll wonder what I do with my pizza every other week.”
“OK.” Brendan offered no witty comeback.
“Don’t worry, Ellie,” Jarrod piped up “there’s always the garlic bread!”
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Twins Run in the Family 3
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Ellie and twins Brendan and Jarrod are finally realising their dream of representing their country but will they all win medals and thus entry into the famed 'Precious Metals O**y'?
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Pseudo-Incest, Twins, Stepbrother, Stepsister, Orgy, Group Sex
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I sat in the grandstand watching the muscular athlete down on the track psyching himself up for what would be his last attempt at the long jump. My hands were pressed to my mouth, holding back my screams of excitement and nervousness. I looked to my left at the handsome man accompanying me to this event, he was watching the competitor with rapt attention. Who could blame him? The man competing was his twin brother.
At that moment I could hardly feel the gold medal draped around my neck that I had won in the marathon and I bet Jarrod was similarly unaware of the silver medal he wore, gained in the 400m, while we waited to see if Brendan would make all those dreams we’d talked about since we were kids come true. The twins had been my step-brothers for five years by this time but we had been friends for another decade on top of that and bitter enemies as only little boys and girls can be before that. More importantly, except for a brief time shortly after our parents found out, I’d been sleeping with both of them since we were eighteen and they moved into our house with their father.
My Mom and their Dad were, shall we say, not impressed when they found out about us. They sent us to different colleges thinking that would be one way to keep us apart. For a while they were right, we all wanted to go to college to help secure our futures after we were finished with competitive athletics and we couldn’t afford to do it ourselves. Thankfully fate and our passion for long distance running brought us back together at the university games towards the end of our first year of college.
We all did really well at the university games that year and caught the eye of a start-up sportswear company looking for up and coming athletes to sponsor in return for marketing opportunities. They liked our ‘chemistry’ and though they didn’t have a huge amount of money for such things, it was enough for the three of us to relocate to a single college of our choice so we could be together, supplemented with part time jobs of course. The public liked our chemistry too, apparently, and our efforts helped the company establish themselves in a market equally as competitive as the track events the twins and I then all participated in. These days they were paying us the big bucks to do TV advertising and appearances because we were all real contenders for medals in the events we had entered in. If we all won medals the sky was the limit and we were looking forward to the next contract negotiations in that case.
Back in the day Brendan, Jarrod and I all specialised in long distance running but as the twins got older they just kept on filling out, gaining muscle mass without really aiming to. When you’re running for hours on end you don’t really want to be carrying around all that extra weight so it seems they weren’t genetically predisposed to be marathon runners. That said, the work ethic we’d drilled into ourselves over the years transitioned easily into other athletic events for them. Jarrod went for shorter distance running while Brendan decided to concentrate on the long jump.
As for me, my petite frame was as perfect for long distance running as ever. The golden medal around my neck was proof of that if any was needed. In the last couple of years I’d featured on the covers of a few running mag
azines but since I’d won my medal the previous week I’d been getting calls from well-known men’s magazines asking for interviews and a few photos. It was flattering and embarrassing all at the same time, I’d never really put much thought into how I looked. I told them I would get back to them.
I’d certainly never thought about being a model or anything like that, running had been my passion basically forever. I suppose at some stage we all had to put some thoughts into what we wanted to do after we couldn’t compete at the highest levels anymore but at that very moment it was safe to say there was a lot riding on how this one jump went. Aside from the financial rewards, the realisation of our dreams and the glory there was the little matter of the worst kept secret of the summer games.
Young people in the best shape of their lives, far from home, their events finished, all packed together in a temporary village. It was a recipe for sex if ever I’d heard of one and you can bet your bottom dollar there was a hell of a lot of it happening. As everybody knew, but nobody would admit to the general public, the main event of the summer games sex calendar was the ‘Precious Metals Orgy’ open to any competitors who won medals in their events and it was happening that very night. Technically it had to happen before the closing ceremony because the people who ran the games shipped everybody out pretty quickly after that. This did mean that some people wouldn’t have had their events yet but it was always the equestrian events that were scheduled last and it was rumoured that those people would rather fuck their horses anyway.
Down in the middle Brendan stood up straight, it looked like he was ready. He scanned the crowd, spotted us and pointed in recognition with a smile then he raised his hands over his head and started a slow clap, which we and the rest of the crowd joined in on, gradually speeding up. Brendan sped down the track and the clapping became too fast for the crowd to keep synchronised, the noise became a disorganised cacophony of cheering. Brendan was in the air… it looked like a good jump… good landing. I waited with baited breath.
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