by Mia Ford
She felt Archer’s hands move down and cup her butt now as her legs spread wider and wider, inviting him in deeper. His tongue was thrusting, the same way his dick had thrust into her before, but his tongue was reaching her fleshy corners, stroking her in places nobody had before.
Ivy couldn’t help but moan, while Archer’s voice remained muffled, stuck to her there. She knew she was going to come soon. It was going to happen soon. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth had hung open. Nothing had ever felt this good.
“I see you started without me.” Leon’s voice jerked her up from the table.
Ivy lifted herself, a gasp escaping her lips. Leon was at the dining room door, two plastic bags hanging from his hands. There was a soft smile on his face, and his chocolate brown eyes seemed to be dancing.
“Archer, Archer.” Ivy gently touched the top of his head. But Archer seemed to be lost. Either he hadn’t noticed the presence of his brother at the door, or he didn’t care. But Ivy’s heart was racing. Leon was watching her; he was watching them. He was smiling at what they were doing. His brother’s head between Ivy’s legs, the way he was sucking on her, licking her there, thrusting his tongue deep into her repeatedly.
Ivy gulped and said his name again, but Archer didn’t look like he was going to stop.
What was going on? Ivy was confused, and slightly ashamed. She didn’t want Leon to see her like this. Even if he had given them the privacy to have sex, she didn’t want him to actually see them doing it. But she couldn’t make Archer stop, all her resolve was gone, he was still making her weak, making her feel so good. She was still on the brink of an orgasm.
She simply stared at Leon and he stared back at her, while Archer continued to lick her, forcefully, like he wasn’t about to stop unless she came.
Leon took in a deep breath and the plastic bags fell from his hands to the floor by the door. He wasn’t just going to keep standing there any more, he was coming in.
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Ivy was suddenly afraid, as Leon approached her on the table. He wasn’t looking at his brother any more, his entire focus was just on her. He was looking at her naked body, at the way her face was scrunched up with pleasure. How helpless she looked while his brother had pinned her down.
“Are you enjoying this, Ivy?” He asked, taking a few long strides so that he was beside her now, looking down. She didn’t know what to say, she felt ashamed and guilty. But Leon wasn’t behaving like he was angry or upset at having caught her with his brother. And moreover, Archer had still not stopped, he was still licking her.
“I asked you a question, Ivy.” Leon said and she watched as he placed one of his hands on her bare belly.
“Yes. I am.” She stuttered and Leon looked at her again, and smiled.
“Good. I’m glad Archer has been giving you a VIP treatment.” He said and ran his hand over her abdomen now, up towards her breasts. Then he was tugging the clothing away. It gave way and snapped to the side so that her full juicy breasts with her pink erect nipples were revealed to him. Archer had still not moved; he hadn’t even lifted his head. He was like a machine, only built for her pleasure.
Ivy blushed as she looked dazedly at Leon. He seemed to be amazed by the sight of her breasts, one of which he now squeezed.
She was confused again. What was going on? Why were they not uncomfortable in each other’s presence? Was this what they meant when they said that they wanted to share her? This was not what she was expecting. Both of them together. How was she going to satisfy them both?
“You look confused, Ivy.” Leon said, tearing his gaze away from her breasts to her face again. Archer stopped suddenly, his tongue stopped stroking her and he lifted his head too.
Both the brothers were looking at her. Fully clothed, twins, the most gorgeous men she had ever set eyes on, were staring at her, smiles dancing in their eyes.
“Are you confused, Ivy?” Archer asked, in a friendlier tone.
“No. I mean, yes, a little bit. I don’t know what’s going on.” Ivy said, lifting her head up to them. She felt outnumbered and helpless, completely naked and lying on a dining table like that. She watched as the brothers exchanged looks and smiled.
“Nothing’s going on, Ivy. It’s just that we want to make you feel good. We want you to have the best time of your life. You would like that, wouldn’t you?” It was Leon who spoke, in his deep calm voice. Like he was simply instructing her on how to ride a horse.
Ivy gulped and nodded her head. Of course, she would like that. Having both of them together? That would be a dream come true. In fact, she hadn’t even fantasized about that. She didn’t even think that would be possible.
“I knew you would.” Leon added and then gently stroked her head.
“Lie back down, Ivy.” He said and she again, did what she was told.
She stared up at the ceiling, blinking, still in some shock that this was actually happening. What more could she have asked for? Being the center of both Archer and Leon’s attention, at the same time. But she still wasn’t experienced enough. She still didn’t know how this was going to work.
Till Archer went back to licking her.
Ivy gasped again, because he had done it unexpectedly, and she felt his tongue thrust into her.
“Just relax and enjoy yourself.” She heard Archer say, in a muffled voice while he continued to lick. Leon was still looming over her, but he suddenly bent down to her exposed breasts. He had started doing what he liked best, sucking on her nipples.
He squeezed her other breast with a hand, while he sucked and licked on the other.
Ivy felt like she was going to explode. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that it could feel so good. But then, she had never imagined both Archer and Leon together. And they had just gotten started.
She couldn’t even imagine what else they had in store for her.
Leon continued to suckle, while Archer licked her between her legs. Ivy was moaning, wriggling in her position, arching her back.
“Make her come, brother. I want to watch you make her come.” Leon lifted his head from her breast to say, and immediately Archer was licking harder. Stroking her faster with his tongue, thrusting it deep into her, harder and rougher so that Ivy was gasping for air now.
She opened her eyes to see that Leon was stripping. His shirt and jeans came off, and then his dick was in his hands. Ivy couldn’t think straight any more, Archer was making her come, very hard and Leon was going to simply watch.
He had stepped away from them, and was standing with his legs parted, stroking his massive dick in his hands, stroking it repeatedly, watching Ivy’s face as it contorted with pleasure.
She couldn’t hold back any longer. She was going to come, loudly and strongly. Archer remained between her legs, licking her gently when she exploded. She couldn’t control her screams any more, and her body jerked forward as she released, right into his mouth, on his tongue.
Archer remained where he was, while from the corner of her eye, Ivy could see that Leon was stroking himself faster, making himself ready. She knew this was not where this was going to end. Soon after Archer, it was going to be Leon’s turn, and he would want to show off to his brother how he could make her come too.
Chapter 9
“You should have her first, brother.” Archer said, finally standing up.
Ivy had barely caught her breath. She was still climbing down from her orgasm, her vision was still hazy, but she could see that Leon was ready for her.
Completely naked, with his six pack abs glistening in sweat, his back arched in an athletic curve. He took a few strong steps towards her, the muscles on his thighs flexed. He only grunted a response to Archer.
In moments, Leon had positioned himself in front of her, where Archer had been. He was between her legs now, but the only difference was that he was standing, and his throbbing rock solid dick was in his hands.
So soon after her orgasm? Ivy wasn’t sure what she wanted now, but the s
ight of Leon in front of her, staring directly into her eyes was enough. She was ready for him again. She was still wet, and her brows creased as she felt him slide into her. He was inside her with one forceful thrust. Leon placed his hands, clenched on either side of her, and his torso was above her.
He was pumping into her, watching her face, repeatedly, forcefully and Ivy had no other choice but to give in to what her body was experiencing.
She sensed a movement on her side, and turned to see that it was Archer who was undressing now.
Tall, lean and muscular, just like his brother. Archer too grabbed his hard cock in his hands and started stroking.
“Take care of him, Ivy.” Leon barked, as he continued to pump into her. With each pump, Ivy’s body shook, her breasts bounced and her back was sliding on top of the table counter. She wasn’t sure what Leon had meant by that but his brother seemed to, because Archer came close to her now, by her side.
“Take me in your mouth.” He grunted and she looked up at him. Archer’s blue eyes were dark and narrowed on her. Those dimples and that smile was gone. He was glaring at her, while he turned his cock towards her. In her mouth?
Ivy opened her mouth wide. She was going to be a good girl and do as she was told. Leon was still pumping, using her dick to stretch her tight, fill her up.
Archer’s grazed her parted lips with the velvety smoothness of the tip of his cock. She gulped. How was she going to take his full length in her mouth? He pushed it in. She nearly gagged but he had pulled out of her.
“She has a lot to learn, doesn’t she?” Archer looked at his brother. He pushed his cock into her mouth again, and this time Ivy moved her tongue out of the way and closed her eyes. This was starting to feel good. Leon’s dick inside her, deep there, stroking repeatedly while Archer’s was in her mouth.
She felt helpless in their presence and she enjoyed it, it made her wetter, Leon was sliding in and out of her.
“Watch me make her come.” She heard him say and Archer quickly pulled his cock out of her mouth.
Leon leaned in over her.
“Look at me Ivy.” Leon roared at her. She opened her eyes and found him staring down at her.
“Come for me.” He roared again, and he was pumping hard into her. Repeatedly, over and over again, thrusting into her till she was bouncing off the table top.
Leon pulled her up closer to him with a strong grip on her sides, so that her breasts were pressed against his chest. She was going to come. He was deep inside her, he had reached her there. There was no stopping it any more.
Ivy came again, loudly, screaming and gasping for breath. While Leon came too, exploding inside her with a few growls. Their bodies rocked together as they orgasmed together, and Leon suddenly pushed her away from her, tightly holding her still with his hands.
His eyes were on her, as she tried to catch a breath. Ivy’s body was shaking in his hands. She could see something else in his eyes. He was looking deep into them, like he was focusing on her soul.
“Good girl.” He said, in a hoarse whisper. Almost like he didn’t want his brother to hear. She felt dazed, still a little confused and she collapsed back on the table top with a gentle thud.
She felt spent, dizzy from two explosive orgasms. She still hadn’t had the opportunity to properly wrap her brain around what had just happened. How had all this happened? How had she ended up here? Was this some kind of a trick? Or a dream?
Archer was still stroking himself beside her as she felt her heavy lids flickering, she was going to quickly fall asleep. She had no control over her body or her brain now, it was shutting down.
“She needs sleep.” She thought she heard Leon’s voice somewhere in the background, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to pry her eyelids open.
“But I’m not finished yet.” She also heard Archer say.
Then she felt someone’s hands on her, and she knew she was being lifted, carried, her head pressed gently against the strong bare chest of Leon. He was carrying her to her bedroom. Ivy had still not managed to open her eyes, but she felt her head softly lay against her pillow.
Someone was pulling the covers of her naked body that was still burning up. She was drifting away. She was completely spent. She didn’t have the energy to even force her eyelids open to make sure that it was Leon who had carried her here.
“Get some rest.” That voice was definitely Leon’s, but soon she was drifting away. A peaceful sweet darkness had enveloped her and she was falling asleep. She wasn’t going to be able to think about this for a while now, and she gave up trying to struggle against it.
Chapter 10
Ivy awoke to the comfort of her own room the next morning, still feeling dazed and quite unsure of where she was. She had been buried in a long peaceful sleep and when she woke up, she straightened her back and stretched her arms. A happy yawn escaped her lips, she was yet to recall the events of the previous night.
She remained sitting on her bed for a few more moments, enjoying the way the sunshine flooded her room, and covered everything in a sea of gold. A sudden image of Leon standing over her, brought everything back to memory in a gush. A gasp escaped her lips and she covered her mouth with a hand. Did all that actually happen last night?
She was out of bed and on her feet within seconds. But once up she wasn’t sure what to do next. She was afraid of stepping out of the room. She was unsure of whether the dynamics in their relationships had changed.
Ivy was pacing the floor, only a thin silk robe covered her body. Whoever it was the previous night who had laid her down in bed, had done so without putting her clothes back on her. She had slept naked the whole night.
Memories of the previous night were flooding her brain now. She could feel a thrill run down her spine. She was definitely satisfied, her brain was buzzing from how excited she had been, how dream-like the whole episode had been. But other than how good the two brothers had made her feel; Ivy was getting a nagging feeling that all was not well in paradise.
She remembered little snippets of the exchange of looks between the twins. How Leon had barked commands at both of them, how Archer had followed Leon’s orders and how he hadn’t been allowed to come.
It could have been because she had passed out. It could have been that Leon saw how exhausted she was, and how she was going to fall asleep in any minute and he just wanted her to rest. But for some reason, Ivy got the feeling that he purposely didn’t let Archer finish what he had started. It felt like Leon had entirely hijacked the night. He had appeared out of nowhere and even though it was a ménage, it was Leon who had all the control. He was holding the reins.
Ivy was still pacing, barefoot and in her robe, she clutched her arms to her belly. It was like she could still feel Leon’s grip on her sides as he drove into her, making her come, forcing her to come. And then she remembered the way Archer had licked her, he had shown her a new way of pleasure that she had never imagined herself being involved in.
Her mind kept drifting back and forth. For a few minutes, she got lost in recalling the pleasures of the previous night, and soon after she felt confused again. She didn’t know what to think. Was all that normal?
Archer had told her that they had done this before. They had shared other girls before. At the time, Ivy only thought he meant that they slept with the same women. She hadn’t considered that he might have been talking about sleeping with them at the same time.
So, if the brothers were experienced in this. If they had done this before, why did she feel like the previous night hadn’t gone as smoothly? She had heard the accusation in Archer’s voice when he told his brother that he hadn’t finished. She remembered the way Leon assumed charge and fucked her, right after commanding his brother to make her come with his mouth.
Ivy shook her head vigorously. She realized there was no point just pacing about the room and wondering what was going on. After all, how long was she going to keep herself locked up here? They had both seen her at her most vulnerable. I
t was like there was nothing to hide between the three of them. It was time to leave the room and face the music.
Ivy showered, washing away all traces of Leon from her body, and Archer’s mouth. She couldn’t help but smile to herself in the shower as her skin tingled under the jet of piping hot water. Despite all the misgivings she had regarding the situation, the truth was that she had never had a more enjoyable night before. She had never felt this alive. And also, strangely safe, protected.
She changed into a pair of skinny dark jeans that showed off her curves and picked out an oversized white cotton shirt, in a thin translucent material that showed off the pop of pink of her bra.
She carefully dried her hair and styled it to fall in their usual shining blonde ringlets around her face and shoulders. It was time to face the brothers.
When Ivy checked her watch, it was nearly eight, which meant that at least Leon, if not Archer, would be down for breakfast already.
She sucked in her gut, drawing in a deep breath and prepared herself for the moment of truth. It was time to ask Leon some serious questions. For instance, did all those things actually happen or were they simply a fragment of her imagination.
Ivy stepped out of her bedroom, closing the door shut gently behind her. She could see into the kitchen, and her heart was beating hard against her chest as she walked in.
Whatever it was that she was expecting, she wasn’t expecting to find an empty place. Ivy’s face swung over to the clock on the wall. It was ten past eight already, where was Leon? In all the time that she had been in this house, he had never once been late for breakfast.
Ivy gulped as she continued staring at the clock. Something was definitely wrong.
Chapter 11