by Marla Monroe
“What time do you need to be home for the kids?” Kent asked.
“Sometime before seven. Sarah is picking them up and keeping them for me for a few hours after school,” she said looking down at her hands encased in Brent’s darker ones.
“Perfect. We’ve got plenty of time to love you like you deserve,” Kent said in such a compelling voice she had to look up. His eyes had darkened with lust sending a quiver of anticipation down her spine.
“W–What about the coffee?” she blurted out.
Brent tugged her forward. “It has an automatic cut off switch for an hour if the pot isn’t moved. It will be fine.”
Erica couldn’t think of anything else to ask that would delay their trip upstairs and really, she didn’t even want to, but nerves continued to jitter in her belly like Mexican jumping beans. This was it. She was making a decision that would impact her life forever, and it felt good, in fact, it felt amazing.
She followed Brent out of the kitchen and through the living room where Kent moved ahead of them up the stairs to the second floor. She saw him jog down the hall to the room they’d taken her to before and throw open the double doors and nod at his brother. Before she knew what it meant, Brent had swooped her up in his arms. He carried her through the doorway. When she looked back, Kent had closed the double doors and was slowly removing his clothes. She couldn’t stop looking at him, her eyes glued to his as he stripped.
Brent jerked her attention back to him when he bent over and laid her out on the huge bed. She expected him to start removing her clothes, but he stepped back and began removing his instead. She realized they’d seen all of her, but she’d not seen them at all. They were taking care of that right now.
Kent walked over to where his brother stepped out of his underwear totally nude and completely comfortable that way. When Brent stood up to his full height, it was like looking at twin images of one man only there were subtle differences if she really looked. Brent had just a little more thickness in his arm and leg muscles than his twin. Kent’s skin was maybe a shade lighter than Brent’s was. Though both men were built like Adonis on steroids, Brent was just a little more cut and Kent was just a little more relaxed than his brother.
Even without the differences in their hair length, Erica was sure she would know them anywhere. Given time to explore their bodies in much more detail, she was sure she would even know the difference if blind folded and that thought led to another one a little kinkier.
Finally, she allowed her eyes to feast on their cocks and moaned out loud to her utter embarrassment. But damn! They were beautiful. Both men had long thick dicks that had a slight curve. Heavy balls with just a dusting of hair hung between their legs as the stalks of their cocks pointed almost directly at her. It took all of her determination to lift her eyes from their amazing packages to meet their heavy lidded eyes.
As if that had been some secret signal to them, they pounced. She had no idea who removed what item of clothing, but before she realized it, Erica was as nude as they were, only her clothes had been folded and left on the dresser where theirs lay where they’d dropped it.
“You are so damn beautiful, Erica. I will never get tired of looking at you,” Brent said.
“One of the perks of there being two of us is that one of us can always lay back watch your face when you come while the other brings you there. But this time, we both want to hold you and get our cocks deep inside of you,” Kent told her.
“Have you ever had anal sex before?” Brent asked her. His voice had deepened as he ran his hands up and down her abdomen.
“Y–Yes. I didn’t like it, but I’ll try with you if you want me to,” she said.
“Babe, I can assure you we’ll make it good for you, but if it hurts we’ll stop, okay?” Brent’s strained voice told her he was more turned on than he appeared. She loved that they wanted her that much.
“Okay. I trust you,” she said. And she did. Deep down, Erica knew they wouldn’t hurt her.
“Fuck! That is the sweetest thing you could have ever said to me, babe.” Brent kissed her, sweeping his tongue into her mouth to tease hers before he pulled back and nipped at her neck.
“I’ve got to taste her before we get started, Brent. That one quick suck of her fingers last time wasn’t enough.” Kent moved down to the foot of the bed where he slipped between her legs and spread them so his shoulders would fit.
Brent pulled one of her legs higher with his hand then licked and teased her nipples while his brother blew hot hair across her wet pussy lips. All Erica could do in that moment was close her eyes and enjoy what they were doing to her. Every lick, every nip sent her senses spiraling higher and higher. She was sure she'd explode if they didn’t do something soon. Ever cell in her body was on fire.
“Please. Oh, God! I need you. I need you both so much,” she said.
Kent’s tongue continued to circle her clit then swipe more of her juices from her slit before returning to torment the little bundle of nerves again. Brent’s mouth mauled her breasts, biting just hard enough to make her squirm with pleasure. She didn’t know if she was trying to pull away from him or move closer. All she did know was that she’d never been so turned on or felt so loved in her life. This was what sex was supposed to be like between lovers.
In an instant Erica’s world exploded when Kent thrust two fingers deep into her cunt while sucking hard on her clit. Brent sucked a nipple tight against the roof of his mouth while tugging on the other one with his fingers. Everything seemed to stop for an instant just before she slammed back into her thinking, reasoning self and rode the wave of pleasure they’d thrust her on.
When she was able to open her eyes and make a sound other than the moans and groans that had been escaping her mouth, Erica smiled and whispered up to them.
“That was the best sex I’ve had in my entire life.”
Kent leaned in and whispered only millimeters from her lips. “That’s because it wasn’t just sex, baby. It was making love. That’s what we’ll do with you every time we touch you.”
Brent nuzzled her neck with his nose and kissed her before whispering in her ear how much he wanted to bury himself deep inside her ass while his brother took her tight cunt. He said nasty things to her and put dirty pictures in her head that had her pussy creaming all over again.
“Please. I want that,” she said in a hoarse voice. “I want it all with you.”
They both smiled and Kent rolled her over on top of him then froze. He looked over at where Brent was pulling something out of the bedside table drawer. Brent’s head jerked up and worry skittered across his face before he relaxes.
“You’re right we should have already said something.” Brent crawled back on the bed and leaned against the headboard so that both he and his brother were looking at her.
Erica felt the first tinges of unease but sat up straight, straddling Kent’s waist, his very hard erection pressing a long line under her pussy. She stared back at them, waiting for whatever they had to say that they should have said earlier. All sorts of terrible things popped into her mind, but she shoved them all back, intent on hearing what they had to say before she let suppositions scare her.
“Erica. We should have already talked to you about this, but between all that has been going on and the fact that we were so excited to see you on our doorstep, it slipped our minds,” Brent said.
“We love you, baby. We want you to know that. Please don’t pull away from us once you hear what we have to say,” Kent said.
“Just tell me already,” she whispered. “You’re making me nervous over something that probably isn’t as important as you think it is.”
God she prayed she was right about that. If they had HIV or something, she’d die. Brent and Kent exchanged glances once more and she knew they were communicating once again. Finally Brent sighed and reached up to take her hands in his.
“Kent and I both are sterile. We can’t have children, Erica,” he said.
“But
if you want to adopt more kids, we would love to do that with you. We love your children and want to be fathers to them, but if you want more, we will support whatever you need,” Kent said in a hurried voice.
Erica let out a huge breath and closed her eyes in relief. It wasn’t fair to them, but she was so glad it hadn’t been something much worse in her opinion.
“Erica. Babe?” Brent squeezed her hands. “Talk to us. Please tell us this isn’t going to be a huge problem with you.”
She opened her eyes and smiled at them. “No. It’s not a huge problem with me. I wish we could have children together, but if they aren’t yours and we don’t just happen to find a child in need that you fall for, I’m fine with the children I have. I love them with all my heart and if you’re happy. I’m happy.”
She saw the relief flow through them as if it were a living breathing thing. They’d been honestly worried she’d be upset over the fact they couldn’t father children. Evidently they’d come to accept it over time but were worried it would matter too much to her.
“There is one good thing about it, guys. I can’t take birth control pills so this works really well for the three of us.”
They both grinned and suddenly Kent had her kneeling over him as he positioned his swollen dick at her opening. She started to lower her pussy down his shaft, but he stopped her.
“Easy, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. Let me control it. You’re so fucking tight,” Kent said.
“Don’t tease me, Kent. I need you inside of me.” She struggled to make him lose control, but he held onto her hips and made sure she couldn’t slam down on his cock.
Each thick inch of him filled her body with an even greater ache. She wanted to feel the friction of all that hard flesh moving inside of her, but he wouldn’t do it. Even after she’d bottomed out with her cervix pressed tightly to the tip of his cockhead, Kent remained still.
“Lay against his chest, babe. I’ve got to get this sweet ass ready for me. I don’t want to risk hurting you, Erica.” Brent gently pressed one hand at her back until she lay tightly over his brother’s chest. Kent wrapped his arms around her, kissing along her jaw and throat.
Erica moaned as Brent spread her ass cheeks and licked across the tight pucker there. Then he released one cheek and a cold plop of liquid landed directly on top of her back hole. She couldn’t help but jerk at the suddenness and feel of the cold stuff hitting her ass.
“Easy, babe. Just relax for me. I’m going to stretch you some so my cock will fit,” Brent told her.
The feel of his blunt, callused fingers as they massaged the slightly warmer lube into her rosette had her insides fluttering. When he slowly breeched the back opening, she expected pain, but only felt a strange sort of fullness. More of the cold lube slid down her crack, and Brent pressed more of it inside her ass with his finger. He moved it in and out of her ass just enough that it let her know what he was doing but wasn’t hurting her.
“You’re doing great, babe. Relax for me. Just like that.” His finger pushed deeper now. It tingled slightly and it was then that she realized he was using one of the lubes that had a slight deadening effect to it.
He added even more lube, which she was grateful for when he added a second finger. It burned this time, but wasn’t too much to handle. The more he pumped the two fingers into her ass, the less it hurt. She felt her body relax more around him. Erica didn’t miss his groan when she did. The feeling of being full was odd, but she knew it would be much different when he replaced those fingers with his dick. She promised herself that she wouldn’t cry or wimp out on him. They were being so good to her and being far more careful than her ex had been when he’d talked her into trying it that time.
“How are you doing? Do you think you’re ready for me now?” Brent asked in a tight voice.
“I’m ready,” she said without hesitating.
He pulled his fingers free of her back hole and for a few seconds, she felt empty inside despite Kent’s thick cock filling her pussy. It didn’t last long. The next thing she felt was Brent’s lubed cock pressing at her back entrance. He stretched her wide with the spongy head until she wasn’t sure she could take it. The burn was hot and painful, but just when she thought she would cave and ask him to stop, he pushed through the resistant muscular ring.
“Fuck! So damn hot,” Brent ground out. “Are you okay, babe?”
“Oh, God. You’re huge.”
“Tell me babe. I need you to tell me to stop if I’m hurting you,” Bent insisted.
“Don’t stop. Please. Move, Brent. Fuck me.” Erica couldn’t believe those words had come out of her mouth.
He didn’t wait to see if she’d take them back. Brent surged forward, stretching her even wider as he shoved at his brother’s dick on the other side of the thin tissue separating them. Erica couldn’t breathe. They were suffocating her. Their cocks had to be shoved all the way to her throat. There wasn’t enough room for all of them.
“Damn! It’s too much, Brent. I’m going to fucking come and I haven’t even moved.” Kent’s strangled voice almost made her giggle except she was afraid if she did, she’d explode.
“I feel like a stuffed mushroom. Please move, guys. I can’t take this much longer,” she cried out, struggling to not shout.
Just like that, Brent pulled back until his cockhead almost left her ass. Then he surged forward with Kent pulling back as if Brent’s shaft forced him out. Back and forth they seesawed in and out of her, building something deep inside of her that scared her. It grew bigger and bigger until she was sure it would smother her. The urge to come grew stronger with each rasp of a cock over her tender tissues. Why hadn’t she known that there were nerve endings in her ass that did more than trigger pain?
“Oh, God, Kent! Brent! It’s too much. I can’t take it,” she cried out.
“Let go, babe. It’ll feel so good. We’ll catch you. Just let go,” Brent told her as he pummeled her ass.
“Not going to last,” Kent hissed. “So fucking tight.” He pressed a hand between them and found her clit with one finger. He didn’t even have to work at it.
Erica exploded or maybe she imploded. All she knew was that every nerve ending in her body lit up sending pleasure careening throughout her. Blood surged to body areas she hadn’t known existed until now. The roaring in her ears slowly faded and thundering, pulsing beats took over. She could even hear herself breathing before her ears popped and the pressure released, dragging her breath with it.
For a split second, Erica thought she’d suffocate right there in the middle of a Stone brothers sandwich. But an instant later, her chest relaxed and she was able to draw in one shaky breath after another. She’d even missed the moment of their release, but knew they had by the stickiness already seeping from her body.
“Christ! I think I busted a nut,” Brent said as he slowly withdrew before collapsing on his side.
“Just one? I think I busted three and I only have two,” Kent said with a loud groan.
Erica couldn’t speak yet. She just let them ease her to the bed between them. Seconds later, Brent struggled off the bed to stumble to the bathroom. She heard the sound of water running, then the flush of the toilet. A few minutes later, Erica roused when Brent called from the bathroom that the tub was full. She’d dozed evidently. It hadn’t felt like it had been long enough for that monster of a tub to get full.
Kent eased off the side of the bed then reached and pulled her to the edge before he lifted her into his arms.
“Put me down. I’m too heavy. I can walk.” She mumbled, not really sure she could.
“I’ve got you, honey. We’re going to take a nice hot bath then we’re taking a nap. I’ve already set the alarm on my phone and Brent will set his as well.”
“I think I’ll go ahead and get a jump start on my nap,” she said, unable to force her eyes open.
Kent chuckled as he lowered her into the tub where Brent took her into his arms. She guessed he’d gotten in and waited on them. A
ll she knew was that Christmas had come early for her. Santa had brought her two amazing elves minus the pointy ears and shortness. What they lacked in green suites they more than made up for in bringing pleasure to one naughty mommy.
Chapter Nineteen
“I promise. He really was practicing puckering his lips in front of the mirror, Mom,” Aaron said as he took a bite from his third piece of pizza.
“Just shut up already, Aaron. It’s none of your business.” Ricky groaned and leaned on one hand as he bit into a slice. Erica had long since stopped trying to keep up with how many.
“Aaron. Stop teasing your brother or when he teases you for something I’m going to laugh with him,” Brent said trying to hide his smile.
“Brent’s right, son. Your time is coming and between all of us, I think we can do some major damage to your ego,” Erica said.
“Okay. Man, you won’t let me have any fun,” Aaron groused.
Ricky just shook his head before he looked over at Brent and Kent. “The riding boots are awesome. I can’t wait to go riding again. Thanks again.”
The twins laughed and Kent said, “I don’t think our own nieces and nephews ever thanked us nearly as much as you and your brother and sister have. You’re welcome, already. No more thanking us! We’re the ones who should be thanking you for spending one of your last school free days with us.”
“We like spending time with you,” Sissy said, batting her eyelashes at him. “It’s much more fun than watching the same Christmas cartoons over and over again.”
Erica moaned and closed her eyes. She knew what was coming next.
“Yeah, what she said,” Aaron said surprising her.
Her eyes snapped open and she stared at her youngest as if she were sitting in a remake of the Body Snatchers. Where had her baby gone? He loved watching the same cartoons over and over until she swore she could recite them from memory in her sleep.
“I’m sure happy we are much better than repeated cartoons. Personally, I’m kind of stuck on Rudolph, myself,” Kent said.