Tasting Candy

by Candy Quinn

  With another deep breath, I rose.

  "If I can't choose both, then my second choice is going to be neither."

  I started walking toward the front door of the mansion.

  "Christine, wait!" Carson called out.

  "Look what you did, asshole," Darren replied.

  "What I did? It's your fault!"

  As I exited the building and I was sure the door was closed behind me, I started to cry.

  A few weeks passed, and I barely even noticed. They consisted of moping around my room, feeling sorry for myself, and hating myself for blowing it.

  The pregnancy test sitting on my desk had a positive reading. Apparently they had zeroed in on me at my most fertile. My mission was accomplished. I'd be set for life, even if I needed a paternity test to be so. I cringed, realizing that they would still get to play their stupid game and beat their chest that their sperm won or whatever it was they saw in it.

  Not like it mattered. Apparently the Van Hansen family was going to be just fine. A mysterious donor infused our estate with more funds than we ever had before. I didn't think about the mystery too much, since both Karen and Olivia had brand new boyfriends who adored them and were worth far more than my father could ever dream of being. Our family was going to be just fine, I was going to be just fine even if I didn't want to go the route of hitting Carson and Darren up for money for the next eighteen years.

  So everything I had enjoyed had been for nothing.

  The pain I was feeling? Also for nothing. Was it even all worth it? The sting in my heart told me no.

  Still, I pulled myself up to my feet, determined to do the one thing that would take my mind off of heartbreak. Studying. It was seven in the evening, but the college's library stayed open into the wee hours of the morning. I could bury my nose in some books for brief relief.

  I took off walking, trying to keep my mind blank. Even if the library was open into the twilight hours, it didn't mean that it was packed to capacity for all of that time. It was sparsely populated. I had my favorite spot inside of it, a little private cubby where no one could bother me. It was at the far end of the hall, past the conference rooms.

  Grabbing my book, I began my journey. Only I wasn't making it alone. "Christine, long time no see, beautiful."

  I froze. It was Darren. Of course, he was a student here too, if a ludicrously wealthy one.

  "You're the last person I want to see right now."

  "Oh come on, babe, don't be like that."

  "Am I the second to last?" Carson's voice perked up as he stepped beside me. "Do I win via you speaking a cliche?"

  "This is why you both need to fuck off. I don't want to be part of your stupid contests anymore."

  I kept walking past them, trying to drive my point home. Them being here was going to make forgetting they existed a pain in the ass.

  Carson ran ahead of me. They weren't going to give up easily were they? He opened a door. I was about to turn around and head somewhere else, but Darren took me by the shoulders and showed me that all the muscles he had were hardly just for show.

  Even with his strength, he was trying to avoid hurting me as he guided me into a conference room, and Carson came in, closing the door behind him.

  "I don't want to deal with you two anymore. Why can't you get that?" I said, closing my eyes, wishing a three-year-old's logic were true and that would make them disappear. "I'm not going to choose between you. That's that."

  "Christine, what if we told you," Carson began.

  "That you can have us both," Darren finished.

  Opening my eyes, I saw that they were both in front of me. Close, I could feel each of their body heats. Each of them took one of my hands.

  "I don't understand," I said.

  "Shall we make it clear, bro?" Darren nodded.

  "Let's."

  Carson kissed me. Deep and delicately as he always did. Even as I was protesting and telling him to fuck off moments before, I couldn't resist my body's natural reaction. It wanted his affection, his kiss.

  Darren snapped me away from his brother and kissed me too. God, my body missed him so much too, even as he yanked me forward so he could thrust his tongue into my mouth deeper, forcing me to relish his rough nature.

  The kisses broke. "We're brothers, Christine," Carson started. "Rivalry is what we do."

  "The weeks without you though, well, it made us realize that we couldn't just move on," Darren said. "I just liked the way you screamed for me too much, and I knew I wasn't going to get that with any woman. I don't want to go searching for that next one in the million."

  "The competition is void. It's stupid and pointless if it costs us fun, and maybe love?" Carson raised an eyebrow. "You win. You get us both. You're a girl worth sharing, Christine."

  I couldn't believe it.

  It became a lot more real soon after though. Carson laying a kiss on me, and Darren yanking at my shirt. With a bit of umph, he tore the t-shirt off of me, just to more quickly get at what was underneath it as I was being kissed by his brother. He pulled at my bra, snapping it off me, then roughly sucking on my teat.

  The two pushed me onto the long table of the conference room, ready to ravish me. The delicate kisses of Carson were contrasted by the roughness of Darren sucking on my tit, and his hands roaming down, pulling at my jeans. He snapped away the button and then forced his hand down my panties.

  "She's already fucking wet and we barely even touched her. I think she is too much of a slut for just one man, Carson."

  "If that's what it takes to make her ours, then that's what we're going to do," his brother replied stroking my hair. "Get these clothes off her. I have two weeks of pent up lust that she needs to feel. Maybe I'll get a bit rough."

  "Way ahead of you," Darren replied, stripping me of my shoes, socks, and yanking my jeans down my legs. In the blink of an eye, I was completely naked before the two men of my dreams.

  Hands were caressing my body all over, with the rare twist of a breast and the spanking. I reached out and caressed them back, as they weren't going to let me be the only one naked for long. Soon, all three of us were as bare as the day we were born, Darren on top of me kissing me, and Carson dropping between my legs and giving me a kiss someplace else entirely.

  After weeks of being so deprived of him, having him down there was a miracle. He was licking up my juices and sucking on all the right tender parts as he continued to do what he did best. I was reliving my memories again and so suddenly as he continued to massage my clit, and give every bit of my pussy the love it deserved.

  Darren on the other hand had other things in mind. He shoved my face toward his cock, and at this point, he didn't even need to say it. I knew what to do. I licked him. I ran my tongue up and down him. I sucked on his balls, all before doing my damnedest to suck his cock the normal way. All before he pulled me back and started to fuck my face, and fuck it hard.

  Even with the distraction of Carson eating me, I thought I did a commendable job of it really.

  Carson wasn't going to let his brother get all the attention, either. He flicked my clit every time he thought I was paying his brother too much attention, and apparently he thought I was giving him too much attention way too often.

  He was building that orgasm inside of me quick, weeks of being deprived and not even being able to cum by my own hand anymore, he was making the wait all worth it. It was becoming something harder, stronger than ever before with Darren making me suck his cock as I was being eaten out. The heightened sexuality of having two men on top of me was stroking my own ego and making the situation all the more sweeter.

  It wasn't long before I was moaning around Darren's cock. It was an odd symphony of orgasm and flesh and I think Darren was liking the muffled sounds of my delight. Making it all the sweeter for him as I sucked the precum right off the tip of his cock.

  I came. It would have been loud if I hadn't been silenced by Darren, but it was so sweet realizing that I'd be able to have each of them
again, and that now i was going to be able to have both of them at the same time.

  "Shall we switch?" Darren said.

  "Let's," his brother responded.

  Already shaking with orgasm, I was welcome by Darren only wanting to force me to do so again. Unlike his brother who was simply content with taking his time and building me up to orgasm, he came at me like a ravenous beast. He was licking my pussy, yes, but in a powerful, intense way, and not letting my poor clit even rest for a second. I wasn't going to get the chance to come down from the highs that Carson had brought me, no, I was going to go right back up there.

  I reached out and pulled the elder brother closer, jerking his cock, bringing it to my lips. He never made me blow him before; I guess it held too much against his ideology of treating me like his goddess. I took him into my mouth, and made sure every bit of that hardness was getting attention, like all those times he did so well in worshiping me between the legs.

  Again, the other brother was being quite the distraction. Making me coo and moan as I tried to do my part in our menage a trois. Sucking, being sucked, it was all a chain of bliss, of moans, of grunts, and of everything else. One thing I knew though is they knew how to control themselves far better than I did, because their erections were firm ad strong, while I?

  I was moaning and screaming like the novice I was. Darren's rapid fire approach quickly sent me high and loving it every step of the way.

  Soon, I was left in a sweaty, panting heap, and I still hard two hard cocks that needed release, and they were going to find it inside of me.

  "Wanna try something new?" Carson said, elbowing his brother.

  "Don't want to take turns, huh?" His brother replied, winking.

  "You brought the lube. It was your idea."

  "Oh, hell, I'm not complaining at all."

  Pushing myself up with one arm, I raised an eyebrow. "What are you two up to?"

  Carson took my hand. "Christine, sweetie, if we're going to both fuck you at the same time, we're going to open you to a whole new world."

  "I'm interested."

  Carson laid down on the table beside me. "Ride me, Christie."

  I nodded, and summoned my strength to do so. Taking his cock in my hand, I began to lower myself onto him, placing a hand on his chest. A deep breath, and I began to bounce on him, slowly.

  What I didn't expect was for Darren to come up behind me and touch me on the ass. His hand was freezing – and it was because there was something on it. Oil.

  Lube.

  It quickly warmed up when he touched me, but he didn't relent. He was circling that oil all around my asshole. One finger, pushing into my pucker.

  Odd. That was the only word for it. I wasn't all that discouraged by it though, and instead felt very much intrigued by what he was doing to me. He kept slathering that lube all around my ass, pushing deeper in, making me get used to it. Doubly odd, was that his brother's cock was still inside me. It halted me trying to fuck him, but it didn't seem like Carson minded.

  He watched as I coped with all of these brand new sensations Darren was visiting on me. Two fingers, he was stretching my asshole further, like he was training me for something. My eyes went wide as I began to suspect what they were doing. A shiver went down my spine, but Carson caressed my side. He didn't get his jollies off on pain or hurting me. He knew I would be okay, even if may have been hardly the traditional way people make love.

  Besides, that went out the window when he decided he was going to let his brother fuck me too. We were deep in the weird territory, and it was good.

  It was a strange sort of pleasant as Darren fingerfucked me in the ass, as if he were awakening some odd nerves down there. I was intrigued, and just like everything else the brothers had done to me in recent time, I wanted to go further. Moaning slightly, I glanced back at Darren.

  He stared at me slyly. "You want me to fuck your ass, don't you? One cock inside of you isn't enough, you slut. You gotta have two at once."

  I nodded, confessing to my wanton sluttery.

  "Hold her tight, Carson, cause I'm coming in."

  Darren slid his fingers out of my ass, and his brother, pulled me down deep on his cock as I bent over and presented my ass in as easier to access manner.

  Has hands wrapped around me and I felt his girth pressing at my back door. Slowly, he began to press himself in, and it was intense. By far the most intense thing I had ever experienced as he spread me apart, pushing himself deeper into where he was never meant to go.

  Combined with the size of Carson's cock already buried deep inside my pussy, I was feeling so pulled apart, so full. Taking two men like this though, it just stroked my ego in all the right places that I was this wanted.

  Then they started to fuck me.

  Back and forth, Carson pulled out then rammed himself back in my pussy. Darren did the same with my ass. There was never a time where a cock wasn't buried deep inside me, and never a time when one wasn't rubbing against all of my tender parts and driving me wild. Every nerve inside of me was firing in such a delightful way, electricity shooting through me again and again with each of their penetrations.

  I could see them struggling too, my pussy and ass being made so tight by the other brother's cock. Everyone was being so overwhelmed with orgasmic energy, and each one of us never wanted this to stop.

  Carson held me steady by my hips as Darren took my breasts, tweaking them, contributing further to the sensory overload. With everything being as it was, I knew none of us were going to last long. I wasn't a tantric sex master, I was only a woman, and there's only so much of a woman can take from two young studs inside of her.

  I was shaking, I was moaning, I was struggling to let it drag out a little longer, knowing the longer I resisted the greater the payoff would eventually be.

  Pointless, because Carson is an asshole and let his thumb come for my clit, massaging it and stimulating me further, when I was already overstimulated already.

  I let out out a shriek of delight as a tsunami of utter bliss crashed over me, my body unable to resist the pleasure that was being forced upon me anymore. The feeling was so strong that I briefly felt like I was going to die, and if death felt like this, I was perfectly okay with it. Instead, I was simply in heaven, relishing this moment to its fullest, knowing that it was likely to come again.

  My lovers, the brothers, were right there with me. Darren grabbed me tight, pulled me close as he thrust into me, his grunts rushing past my ear. Inside my asshole where it was stretched to the limit, I could feel his cock shudder, and begin to spew his seed inside me. It was an odd, but not unpleasant feeling being filled up there. It was hardly something I never wanted to feel again, and I was welcoming the next time Darren, or his brother, wanted to fuck my ass.

  Carson, though, had his cock buried in a much more traditional place. There too, I was still feeling every little thing that was happening down there, his cock pulsing, and him firing his seed inside of me. As much as I enjoyed having my ass fucked, the feeling of having my pussy filled with a man's cum couldn't be topped. I wanted to feel this again and again, no matter the risks. Unbeknownst to the brothers, they had turned me into their little breeding whore.

  There was an orgasmic haze among all of us. Slowly, Darren pulled out of my ass, and helped his brother guide me down to the table where I was laying there, a sweaty and cum soaked mess, their seed leaking out of both of my holes.

  "Damn, I was trying to save myself for your pussy, but your ass just wanted my cock too much, Christine," Darren said, leaning down and giving me a kiss on the lips after all of this. "Guess my brother gets a leg up on the knocking you up part."

  I laughed. "I'm already pregnant."

  Carson and Darren shot one another a glare, and there was a bit of surprise among them.

  "What did you expect to happen when you both kept blowing such huge loads inside me?"

  "It's probably mine, you know," Carson said.

  "Fat chance," Darren snapped back.<
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  "Does it matter?" I again said, with some effort.

  The brothers again shared a moment. Darren took a breath and spoke up first. "No, it doesn't. You belong to us, now, Christine. We're going to make full use of you. You better get used to all of this. The fuckings, the anal, the being pregnant, because this is your life now."

  "I couldn't have said it better myself, brother."

  All I could do was laugh. I remembered how I had this plan of enrapturing a man to take care of my uncertain future. Of trying to snare some rich guy into being my baby daddy to do so if that didn't work.

  It did, though. It all worked too well. I had two lovers, two brothers, willing to give me everything I could possibly want and then some. I had succeeded far beyond my wildest dreams.

  As my two lovers laid beside me, it didn't matter where we were.

  It felt good. Real good.

  Sugar Daddy Rock Star

  Book Themes:

  First time/virgin, barely legal, impregnation/breeding, rock star, age gap

  Word Count:

  10,595

  "The only one for me is you, and only you."

  The loud song blared from my laptops speakers, along with the wonderful blend of guitars, bass, and drums. Everything was flowing together so well melodically that I would be singing it in my head for days, and out loud in the shower.

  It had to be my absolute favorite Leo Rose song.

  As good as the music was though, that wasn't the reason I brought up a video on my computer. No, if I just wanted the music, I had the entire album on my phone. Videos have that whole... visual element.

  Where I could watch Leo Rose perform, even if getting to see him live was nearly impossible.

  Mr. Rose gave me a lot to see too. As his shows went on, he would strip down to the waist, revealing that hairless but ripped chest. He had about two decades on me, me being fresh out of high school, but it didn't make him one bit less sexy. Everything about him was what I wanted. From the aforementioned well sculpted torso, to that long dark hair which I so want to have under my hands.