"Let's go have lunch and spend some time in the river. It should be nice this time of year. Hopefully, we won't have any looky-loos," Caine said, walking towards the door.
Layton lifted May in his arms and kissed her. "Yeah, everyone is back to work and kids are in school, so it should be pretty quiet. We're up on the high end too, just off a little tributary of the main river line. Most tubers start off downstream a bit, and won't be within eyeballing range. You know what that means."
"I might get some two-fer loving?" May giggled.
"You just might. It's been a month for us, too, you know and I am hornier than hell," Layton commented.
"Watch your language," Caine scolded. "Do you think she deserves a two-fer?"
"I don't know…" Layton teased, bouncing May in his strong arms as they ventured outside on the thick, grassy lawn. They walked along a little stone path to the water's edge, and Layton deposited May in a wooden bench swing that was hanging from a giant branch.
"I've never been swung before," May said, holding the chains. "Swing me!"
Caine went behind her and pushed, while Layton set out the picnic. May's happy laughter echoed off the large, old trees and across the smooth water. She pouted when called for lunch, and squirmed restlessly throughout the meal.
"Does your bottom hurt?" Layton asked, as he bit into a chicken leg.
"No."
"Then settle down. What's wrong with you?"
"I'm horny," May snickered.
"Well, we might as well get this done and over with before Sri gets here," Caine feigned boredom. "She won't allow any sexual activity during the time her Little nestles in her role."
"I suppose we can just get it out of the way," Layton sighed, standing to shed himself of clothing.
May watched hungrily, still disbelieving that she was blessed with not just one, but two of the hottest men on the planet, who also treated her like a princess. Caine also removed his clothes and both men stood next to each other, their tans accenting muscles hardened from riding and daily exercise. Long, graceful legs and hard thighs, tapered waists, and broad, strong shoulders marked the Adonic beauty belonging to her two lovers. She closed her eyes as they quickly divested her of her clothing and began to cover her body with kisses.
"Let's take her into the river. Grab the tube and tie the rope to the dock," Layton said thickly, scooping May up against his chest. Caine quickly obliged and dragged the large, inflated tire tube behind him as he followed the couple. Layton slowly lowered May into the warm water and then placed her on the tube, with her bottom dipping into the water and her arms and legs hanging over the edge.
"How are we going to do anything with this in the way?" she asked, patting the thick rubber.
"I'm sure we will manage," Layton chuckled, wading deeper and taking the tube with him. When he was hip deep, he turned and pulled May off the float. The water came to her neck, and Caine crouched to kiss her while sweeping his hands against every crevice of her sweet, wet body. Layton dove under the water, came up through the center of the tube, and pulled himself to sit on the far edge.
He beckoned. "I want that mouth right here," he said, shifting his growing cock to a more comfortable position. "Put her on her tummy over that opposite edge."
"You are so kinky," May giggled, positioning her body so that her mouth hovered comfortably over his twitching organ.
"Did I give you permission to taste me? What a greedy little wench!" Layton exclaimed humorously, as May wrapped her soft lips around his rod. "Caine, please do that naughty bottom the honors."
"My pleasure," Caine answered, raising his hand over his shoulder before plummeting it down over the wet, still red, upturned cheeks that were propped over the edge of the tube.
"Mmm," May murmured, engulfing Layton's cock in her mouth. She groaned as another smack, then two, sharply stung her backside. Her murmurs changed to hums as she felt Caine's mouth licking and nibbling on the backs of her thighs and between her firm round cheeks. His tongue probed her rosebud, teasing her into spreading her thighs for more.
"What do you want, May?" Caine asked, nipping her rump.
"Either fuck me or spank me, but do something!"
"How about both?" Caine asked, his hand popping her bottom again. The sound of flesh meeting flesh bounced off the still water. May swayed her bottom, and all the while her mouth milked the glorious column of hot flesh lodged between her lips. She pressed her tongue against the underside of his throbbing manhood, tracing the ridges and veins with the tip.
Layton groaned, twisting a handful of her hair in his fist. "That is… fuck…"
"My turn," Caine announced, positioning the head of his engorged cock at the dripping doorway of May's pussy. He lunged, entering her in one, smooth movement, and filling her to the depths of her womb.
"Ohhh." May's groan was muffled by the pulsating pole that stroked slowly in her mouth. It struck the back of her throat and pinned her tongue down, and she closed her cheeks firmly around it. Thrilled to discover that she had no gag reflex, May concentrated on breathing through her nose, and swallowed the silky skin of his shaft.
"Fuck!" Layton moaned, "She's deep throating me!"
Caine did not answer. Digging his fingers into May's hips, he plunged his cock into her sex. While each sweeping, forceful stroke pounded the seeping head against her cervix, May swallowed again, constricting her throat around Layton's massive organ. She placed her index, middle finger and thumb on the soft area of her throat, squeezed gently and began to massage the muscles grasping Layton's cock.
Caine freed another moan as May's vaginal muscles repeatedly squeezed and released around his solid pillar. She milked him at the same tempo as her throat massaged Layton, lost in a lust-filled, hypnotizing rhythm of love making. She felt Layton swell, relaxed her throat and pressed down around him. Hot spurts of his sweet nectar poured into her mouth as Layton released his seed, and she swallowed him hungrily. Seconds later, Caine joined his brother and flooded her inner sanctum with wave after wave of his thick, fragrant seed.
"Dear Lord," Caine panted, burying his shaft inside May's tight sheath. "You feel so perfect."
"Spank her," Layton croaked, his hand still twisted in May's hair. "Make her come."
Caine let loose with a heavy smack across May's pink buttocks. Once. Twice. Three times. Her body began to shudder and, on the fourth stroke, she fell into a spastic void of enchantment. Layton's cock slipped from her mouth, and her wail of pain and pleasure vibrated through the trees as every nerve ending seized and sizzled.
"Holy fuck," she hissed, stiffening her arms to support herself upon the inner tube. Layton slipped down into the water and caught her as she tumbled off the float.
"Holy fuck is right, baby. Take a deep breath," he coaxed, cradling her as Caine, too, slipped from her body.
"Let's just sit in the water and rest a bit," Caine suggested, his own respirations still somewhat staggered.
May closed her eyes and burrowed happily between her two men. She pushed aside the constant struggle that she knew still existed, but had gone unsaid. They wanted her to marry one of them, but which one? She thought of the words Layton had shared with her; the comment that she could hurt them, even unintentionally. Her heart began to ache. To choose one over the other would only cause pain for them all.
"I can't do it," she whispered.
"Can't do what, baby?" Layton asked, his arm around her shoulders.
"I can't choose. I want you both. Equally. You said I had to pick which one of you to marry because the law would only allow me to have one of you." Her voice started to choke up. "I can't make that choice. I would have neither before I chose one."
"Honey, we aren't pushing you to make that decision, are we?" Caine asked, kissing her temple. "We only mentioned it that one time to let you know how serious we are about our commitment to you. Please, don't worry about any of it. Things will work out for all of us. Trust me."
"You promise?" May asked in a tiny, chi
ldlike tone.
"I promise. And Daddy always keeps his promises to his best girl, doesn't he?" Caine responded. May relaxed in his arms as he shifted the roles and immediately removed all her adult responsibilities with a single sentence. She loved how he could do that.
"Yes, Daddy. Thank you."
"That's my good girl. Once we've rested up a bit, we're going to go inside, give you a nice bubble bath and dress you pretty for Auntie Sri. You are going to behave for her, aren't you?"
"I don't wanna get dressed pretty." May frowned. "And I don't wanna play with anyone else."
"No pouting, young lady," Layton said. "Auntie Sri made it so we could have you. She is a big reason why we are together, and you need to show your appreciation."
"I didn't ask for her, did I?" May grumbled crankily.
"Enough with the attitude. We just had a wonderful time together, but now we need to focus on the reason we are visiting here. She's our friend and we want her to see how well you are doing under Daddy's and my care. Understood?"
"It's not fair."
"Life isn't fair sometimes, but we still have to deal with it. Now stop that pouting or I will be forced to give you something to pout about," Layton scolded.
"You're mean."
"Yes, I know." Layton chuckled as he slowly stood up. "I'm turning into a shrinky-dink here. Coming?" he asked his brother.
"Yep. FYI, dude, it's really scary you know what shrinky-dinks are."
"I've been doing my Big homework."
"What he's saying," May chimed in, "is that he bought me some things and ended up playing with them by himself. He had fun."
"It was research," Layton grunted. "It's time to get out of the water, Maybelle. Auntie Sri will be here soon."
"I don't wanna." She sat on the sand, arms crossed. "I don't wanna get out and I don't wanna be with Sri."
"Auntie Sri," Caine corrected. He put his hand out for her to take. "Come on now, and show me that you are a big girl."
"Are you going to let her have sex with me?" May snapped, hiding her hand behind her back.
"What?" Caine blinked. "Is that what this is about? No. She will only AP with you."
"Is she allowed to spank me?" May frowned.
"No—"
"Yes, she is," Layton interrupted. "If you give her cause to discipline you, we will not interfere."
"That's not fair. She's not my daddy or my," May looked at Layton through narrowed eyes, "uncle."
Layton looked pleased with her address. "No, but Daddy and I trust her to treat our little girl properly. Just like we trust our little girl to be on her perfect behavior."
"I don't wanna be on perfect behavior."
"Maybelle Corrine," Layton reached down and held her chin in his hand, "if Auntie Sri has to discipline you for bad behavior, I'm afraid that you will find your little bottom perched right over my knee for a second dose. And it will not be fun for you, by any means."
"It's not fair." May repeated sullenly.
"Yes, yes, we know," Caine sighed, standing. He picked May up from behind, his hands under her armpits as he forced her to stand up and made her turn to look at him. "I will be joining Uncle Layton in your punishment if you act up. You don't want to have both of us spanking you at once for real, do you?"
True fear registered on May's face. "You wouldn't!"
"Yes, I would. I'm pretty sure that you won't be able to find your happy place with that type of strapping, will you?"
"Strapping?" May gulped.
"Yes, ma'am. A real double dose of the belt if you misbehave to the point that Auntie Sri needs to spank you."
"But what if she spanks me for something that isn't bad?" May asked nervously, looking back and forth between them. "What if she thinks something is awful but it's not?"
"Have we always been fair with you?" Layton asked.
"No. You're mean."
"Here we go again." Layton rolled his eyes. "Just don't get into trouble and everything will be fine. Promise me?"
"Okay, fine." May stuck out her lower lip. "I promise."
Chapter 14
Don't they know that it's easier to say things than to do them? May grumbled to herself, with her nose pressed firmly to the white-painted corner of the pretty little bedroom. She had resisted putting on the frilly little girl dress after her bath, already earning herself another scolding from Caine for being obstinate. Layton found a compromise by pulling a pair of My Little Pony pajamas from a drawer, and proceeding to wrestle her into them. Between multiple threats and lot of tickling, May was finally dressed to properly receive Dr. Sri Abdul, aka her new Auntie.
Sri fussed over how much better May looked since she had last seen the girl months ago. May had gained some much-needed weight, turning her angles to soft curves. The pinched look in her face had softened to a youthful glow, and she had stopped gnawing on her fingernails out of anxiety. Even her hair had regained a shiny luster.
"Such a beauty," Sri ran her hand over May's scowling face. "Why do you look at me like this, my sweet darling?"
"I don't want an aunt. I have a daddy and an uncle. That's enough."
"She is not keen on playing with anyone else," Caine explained, shaking his head.
"She's not keen on eating her broccoli either, but she is going to do it." Layton pointed to the plate of food. "Eat."
"I don't like broccoli."
"I only gave you a little bit, and put extra cheese sauce on it. Maybelle, you promised to behave yourself. Either do as I told you, or you can go put your nose into the corner," Layton said firmly. "You have until the count of three. One…"
"That's not fair!"
"Two…"
"I can't believe what a jerk you are!" May slammed her hand on the table, pushed her chair back, and stomped to the corner.
"I can't believe you would rather spend time in a corner than eat three little bites of broccoli," Caine tsked. "If it were lima beans, I would understand."
"Lemme alone."
"She needs a nap," Sri observed.
"She needs another spanking," Layton added.
"I need you to stop talking like I wasn't here," May yelled into the wall, kicking it with her foot.
"I think you're right," Sri sighed. "That behavior is certainly asking for a red bottom."
"Is that what you want, Maybelle?" Caine asked, coming up behind her.
"No."
"This is your final chance, then. You may come out of the corner and apologize for your behavior, and then sit your butt down and finish your dinner. I am not playing games with you right now," Caine said with unusual sternness. "I will only allow this bratting to go so far before I put an end to it."
May bit her lip, recognizing his tone. He meant business. Layton was easy when it came to her more challenging side. He actually enjoyed most of the willful interactions, and the bantering back and forth, until she got rude. Then she received one warning and no more. Caine, however, was more forceful about manners and proper behavior. His parental tone sent the message, loud and clear.
"I will ask you one more time. Are you going to join us for dinner, or are you going to be put across my knee for a spanking in front of everyone?" he asked.
"I'll have dinner," May succumbed. She did not like Caine's spankings in the least bit. She couldn't find her happy place with him like she could with Layton.
"Thank you. Now apologize." Caine led her firmly by the arm to where Layton and Sri sat.
"I'm sorry." May looked at the floor.
Sri patted the chair next to her. "Sit next to me, honey. Are you afraid of me?"
May slowly slid into the chair next to the tall, voluptuous woman with beautiful long, black hair, smooth caramel skin, and large, brown eyes. "No, I'm not a'scared of you at all. I just don't want anyone else bossing me around. They already do 'nuff." May gestured in the direction of the two amused men.
"A'scared?" Sri looked confused. She caught Caine's wink. "We've spent a lot of time together in the past. What makes
you think I would boss you around?"
"You want to be my auntie. That's what Bigs do. They are bossy and demanding and mean."
"I can show you bossy, demanding and mean if you want it, little girl. It's fun," Layton said, crossing his arms and mimicking May's scowl. She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Just because I'm a Big doesn't mean that I will be mean to my Little. May? Look at me," Sri said kindly, touching May's hand. "I made a promise to Lyle to watch out for you. I'm the one who got things set up so you could go to the lake house, remember? I knew all about what these boys were into, and had a long talk with Lyle way before he passed away. He wanted you to be with them, and asked me to recommend the transfer. He also knew that I wanted you, too."
"Why did you do that? You could have convinced him to give me to you instead."
"I knew it would be better for you to be part of his family. He hadn't planned on leaving us, you know." Sri stroked May's hair. "But he wanted you, and his boys, to be happy. He had planned to introduce all of you to each other after you had settled in, but then things at home took over."
"That must have been when Mom's condition really deteriorated and required round the clock help," Caine added gently. "It really broke him when he lost her. Putting aside her love of shopping, aversion to ranching, and her tendency to be a little spoiled…"
"That was Pop's fault," Layton grunted.
"She was a really good woman, and loved us dearly. Knowing Pop, he would have wanted you to have a mother-figure in your life."
"I've never had one of those," May whispered. "My mother bailed on us when I was three. My father was an alcoholic and couldn't even hold down a job. I spent my whole life just finding a way to survive. I had an aunt. She, well, she wasn't a pleasant person to be around, so I avoided her at all cost. School was my escape, but I was picked on because of my size, and for being poor. I really related to that story you shared about that girl you rescued from the bitch cheerleader slut."
"Watch your language, please. Is there a reason why you've never shared any of this before?" Caine asked softly.
"Yeah, May," Layton leaned forward with a concerned frown, "Why haven't you said anything? I mean, the only thing you've ever said was that your father sold your horse to buy liquor, and that you've always gotten your clothes from places like Goodwill."
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