by Morgan Henry
“You brats,” Hanna mumbled at them. They laughed again.
“She’s soaked,” Carter informed Kent. “Hell, I can’t wait to taste her again.” He moved forward and licked her hard from anus to clit, making Hanna jerk harder this time. He laughed again. “Let’s lay her out on the bed and really go to town.”
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Kent was more than excited by Hanna’s obvious pleasure. He liked the bits of her playfulness that she showed to them. He certainly planned on putting that tongue of hers to good use. He grinned as he helped Hanna onto the bed.
Kent took the top half. He pinned Hanna’s arms over her head with one hand and gently rubbed his lips down her nose and then over her mouth. He took advantage of her gasp when Carter opened her legs and slid his tongue into Hanna’s mouth. He explored and teased, twining his tongue with hers, alternating with thrusting it in and out of her mouth. She gave back, playing with him in turn and sucking on his tongue, trying to prevent him from leaving.
He leisurely explored her neck, flicking his tongue over her pulse points, eliciting a moan from her. He loved the taste of her smooth, soft skin. Fresh and clean, like the outdoors. He ran his tongue over her shoulders, smiling when she shuddered from whatever Carter was doing to her pussy. He could feel the heat of her flushed skin, the pretty pink color creeping from her face and down her neck to the swell of her breasts.
He went further down and licked her breast, starting at the sensitive underside and slowly tracing around and around, spiraling until he got almost to her nipple. He then stopped and started the same treatment on her other breast. Hanna moaned in frustration and wiggled her torso, attempting to get his attention onto her nipple. Or was it because of what Carter was doing?
Kent glanced down and saw Carter’s head buried in Hanna’s pussy. Enthusiastic slurping sounds came from the region and Carter had one hand on her right thigh and the other on her mound, helping to hold her still. His head bobbed up and down as he attacked her cunt as if he were starving.
Hanna continued to moan and make little squeaks of pleasure. Kent loved the sounds she made when she was aroused. They made him even harder to know he and his brother gave her that kind of joy.
He caught Carter’s eye and placed his own hand on Hanna’s mound to hold her down. Carter used his now free hand to insert a finger into Hanna’s vagina and start to finger fuck her. Kent returned his attentions to her poor, neglected breasts. He began again, spiraling toward the nipple, but not reaching it. He treated both breasts to the same attention then sucked hard on one nipple, causing Hanna to thrust her breasts toward him. He took as much of her breast into his mouth as he could, then switched to the other nipple. He tongued it and nibbled, then sucked and pressed it against the roof of his mouth. Hanna squeaked in surprise, but the squeak turned into yet another long moan as her arousal went higher.
Kent could tell that she was getting close to orgasm. She was jerking against Carter’s mouth and he was having a harder time holding her down so Carter could continue his torment. He repositioned his hand so he could use two fingers to pull open her labia a bit more and expose her clit.
Carter looked up at Kent and smiled his thanks. He leaned down and sucked hard on Hanna’s clit while thrusting two fingers in and out of her pussy. Kent sucked on one nipple while rolling the other between his fingers.
Hanna screamed as she climaxed, her hips bucking wildly and her head thrashing from side to side. Kent and Carter prolonged it as much as they could, not letting up on their stimulation until every last spasm had been wrung out of her.
Kent though she looked fabulous post-orgasm. Her cheeks were still flushed and she had a dazed look in her eyes. Kent felt a surge of pride that he and Carter had put that look of satisfaction on her face.
“Hey, princess,” he said softly. Hanna’s eyes cleared a little as she focused on him. “Are you ready for more?”
Her eyes cleared a little more and she grinned at him. “Hell, yes.”
Kent threw back his head and laughed. “You are incredible,” he said, his voice thick with affection.
“She sure tastes incredible,” Carter added as he crawled up her body, his lips shiny with Hanna’s juices. “I love eating your pussy, sweet Hanna.” He kissed her on the mouth, a hard, quick possession that had Hanna starting to rouse again.
Kent slid down the bed to kneel between Hanna’s thighs. He looked down appreciatively on her soft body. Her breasts were lovely round mounds topped by pretty pink nipples that were starting to harden again. She had a soft belly, gently rounded, that led into strong hips and a nicely curved ass. He loved her ass. Remembering her spanking made him harder, if that was even possible. Carter had backed off, leaving them this time together but watching closely.
Kent rolled a condom over his cock and leaned forward over his princess. He kissed her again. “You are so beautiful, Hanna,” he murmured. She smiled at him, and his heart filled at the warmth and trust he saw in her eyes.
Kent rubbed his sheathed cock against Hanna’s slit, lubricating the head. He lined himself up and started to ease into her. “Look at me, Hanna,” he commanded. She was very tight and he needed to watch her closely. She was well lubricated from her earlier climax and aroused again, but he could see a little discomfort as he stretched her pussy. The sensation of her sheath around his cock was extraordinary. Slowly, carefully, he inched his way into her, forward and back, gaining a little each time. When he finally seated himself fully inside her, he paused.
“How are you doing, princess?” he asked.
“Ahhh, move, more, please.” She barely got the words out and wiggled under him.
“Give yourself a minute. Let your body adjust to me.” It was brutally difficult not to move as he waited for her body to soften that little bit that indicated she was ready.
Ah, there. He felt her cunt give a little and he started to thrust. Slow at first, enjoying the slick heat of her. As Hanna began to meet his thrusts, he sped up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as her urgency increased. This caused him to slide deeper into her pussy, bumping her cervix just a little. Judging by the way she moaned as he did so, she liked it, as did he.
Kent began to grind his pubis against Hanna’s clit as he thrust. He adjusted his angle a little so he was hitting her g-spot as he thrust up and inward. Between the g-spot stimulation and the pressure on her clit, he could feel Hanna rapidly approach climax. He grit his teeth in an effort to hold off his own explosion long enough to have her come first.
“That’s it, princess,” he crooned to her. “Let go and come for us.”
The sound of his voice seemed to send her over, and she screamed her climax again. He grinned at the sound. She really was noisy when she came. His grin was short-lived as the pressure in his balls built rapidly, the spasms of her pussy sending him careening toward orgasm. His thrusts became erratic, then he felt the tingle of pure pleasure rush down his spine and through his cock as his climax hit. The waves of pleasure rolled over him as he slowed his thrusts and slowly collapsed onto Hanna.
He kissed her again, the pleasure of touching his lips to hers almost overwhelming him again. “Oh, my princess, you are amazing,” he whispered.
He eased out of her delightful pussy, loath to leave her and dispose of the condom. Some things couldn’t be helped, but he couldn’t wait until they could get rid of the latex. Carter eased over and cuddled her as Kent tossed the rubber and got a warm cloth to clean her up.
As he gently washed her still puffy labia, he was so grateful that Hanna had come into their lives. Her warm personality, bright spirit, and the glimpses of her sexual enthusiasm were impossible to resist. He wanted her in their lives forever.
Chapter 13
Hanna’s body felt limp in her post-orgasmic haze. She had barely been aware of Kent washing her pussy but did feel a fleeting sense of embarrassment at the intimacy of the act.
The sex had been incredible. She had come twice, the second time so hard she thought she
might have passed out. But she couldn’t really pass out from sex, could she? That was just a romance novel myth.
She loved how both men had snuggled up against her in the afterglow. She was on her back and had one man on each side of her. She felt cherished, and their pillow talk was so sweet. They both murmured endearments to her, nuzzled and caressed her, and she felt bad that she could barely talk. She made an effort to rouse herself and tell them a few endearments of her own.
“That was amazing,” she said softly. “But haven’t we left you out, Carter?”
“Oh, sweet Hanna,” he responded, his voice back to his normal light, amused tone. He caressed her body, paying attention to her breasts. “I have patience. And don’t think we’re done yet.”
Hanna was wide-awake now and her body was eager for more. She was a little surprised. She hadn’t thought of herself as sexually insatiable, but the VanLindt brothers seemed to light her fires like no other. She could feel the heat from his hand reaching inside of her and it made her pussy clench in need.
Kent’s hands roved over her belly and flicked light touches to her still sensitive pussy. Carter played with her breasts, rubbing the nipples and kneading them until they felt hot and swollen. The sensation of two men touching her, arousing her, was heady stuff. She felt her body rapidly readying itself for more.
Carter leaned over her torso and claimed her lips in a sensual kiss. She arched into him, pleasure sparking from her lips to her clit. She felt Kent pull one of her legs up and then cool air wafted over her wet folds. His finger rubbed her labia lightly and swirled around her clit, but not touching the little pearl. She wiggled her hips in an effort to get him to play with that little button, but he just chuckled and his finger continued its wanderings.
Carter continued to place kisses over her face, neck, and shoulders. He licked and nibbled his way down to her belly, nipping her nipples as he passed. Those little bites seemed to have a direct connection to her pussy, which leaked more moisture in response.
Carter suddenly pulled away and rolled onto his back. “Ride me, sweet Hanna,” he requested as he stroked his impressive erection.
“Love to,” responded Hanna with a smile. Kent helped her sit up, a smile on his face, too. She moved toward Carter and, with a wicked shine in her eyes, she leaned down and licked his cock from base to tip and engulfed the head with her mouth.
Carter yelled and his hips shot off the bed as she sucked hard on him. He pulled her off his dick and said, “Sweetie, if you do that I’m gonna blow before you have a chance to get on me.”
She giggled and threw a leg over his hips, straddling him. Carter threw her a condom and she managed to sheath his cock without fumbling, though she was out of practice. He was huge in her hands and a moment of worry bubbled through her, would he fit? But looking over at Kent, she realized they were of a similar size, and she had managed to get Kent into her pussy.
Kent slid in behind her and grabbed her waist. He lifted her up and eased her down onto Carter’s cock. The tip slid between her slick labia and started to stretch her vagina. She lowered herself slowly, enjoying the feel of the large organ stretching her, filling her with delicious heat and pressure.
“God you feel good, Hanna,” Carter moaned. “Your pussy is gripping my dick like a hot, wet fist.” He reached up and started to fondle her breasts, massaging them as she continued to lower herself.
Hanna slid the last inch of Carter’s cock into her. He felt huge, bigger than Kent, but she suspected that was due to their position. She rested a moment, adjusting to him. She could feel Kent’s warmth at her back and he stroked her spine in a gentle, loving way. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Ride him, princess. Fuck him. I can’t wait to see you bounce on his cock.”
The wicked words caused a fresh flush of moisture from Hanna’s pussy and spurred her into action. She began to move up and down on Carter’s cock. Carter grabbed her hips and held on, while Kent pushed her forward and fondled her breasts. They touched her, but didn’t control her movements. She was in control of their pleasure and this realization gave her an incredible feeling of power and satisfaction.
Her climax drew closer and a light sheen of sweat covered her body as she worked her hips. Carter writhed under her with pleasure, his hips meeting hers. Hanna braced her hands on his chest and reveled in the feel of his hard pectoral muscles. The speed and force of her thrusts increased.
“That’s it, princess. You look so sexy fucking Carter.” Kent’s voice was husky with arousal as he whispered in her ear, his hands still stroking her back and torso.
“So close,” Carter said hoarsely. “Come for us, Hanna.” He reached forward and rubbed her clit hard in rhythm with Hanna’s thrusts.
Hanna realized she was whimpering as her climax loomed closer and closer. She could feel it swelling inside her, like a giant balloon. Then the balloon burst, and Hanna wailed with the force of pressure and pleasure that ripped through her body. She actually felt the contractions of her pussy as she rode the waves of orgasm that pulsed through her. She forced herself to keep moving on Carter’s cock, wanting desperately to give him the pleasure he had given her. Each time she slid down on him, her clit bumped his pelvis and another shock from her orgasm slid through her.
Within a few thrusts she was rewarded with Carter’s shout of completion as he thrust his cock deep into her and held her down on him. She could feel his cock twitch and pulse as he emptied himself into the condom. He grasped her hips and slowly moved her body up and down on his penis, bringing himself slowly down from orgasm.
Hanna collapsed onto him, and Carter wrapped his arms around her. She felt like a limp noodle, but in a really good way. She couldn’t ever remember sex feeling this good, this satisfying. She felt connected to the men in a way she hadn’t experienced before.
“Sweet Hanna, I don’t want to move, but we need to get rid of the condom,” Carter whispered to her.
Hanna sighed, knowing he was right but unwilling to leave the comfort of his arms. She pushed herself up and eased off his softening cock. She felt a sense of loss when it slid from her pussy and she had felt the same when Kent had exited her. She was about to collapse beside Carter, but Kent caught her and eased her down on the bed.
“How about a shower, princess?” he asked quietly.
“Maybe when I can walk again,” Hanna managed to get out. “Like in a year or so.”
Carter laughed from the far side of the bed. “We’ll look after you,” he said, and Hanna could hear the warmth and affection in his voice. “We’ll always look after you.”
They carried her into the huge shower in the master bath and soaped her skin, cleansing her from head to toe, gently and efficiently. Hanna savored the closeness between the three of them. She had originally thought the huge shower in the spa-like bathroom was a ridiculous extravagance, but she was rapidly changing her mind. It was wonderful to be able to get clean while still together, within touching distance.
By the time they were all dry, she had roused a little. She felt good, really good. Her muscles were a little sore, and her pussy was, well, more than a little sore, too, but it was a good soreness. She didn’t think she had ever felt like this after sex before. Of course, she had never had three orgasms in a row either. That was bound to make her a little sore and tired, right?
Kent and Carter tucked her into bed between them. “Guess we don’t have to decide what side of the bed I get,” Hanna said with a giggle and was rewarded with their laughter as she drifted to sleep.
Chapter 14
Hanna left for work on Monday from the VanLindts’ with a happy heart. She’d had a good weekend, and it certainly ended with a bang.
The men had to leave for work earlier than Hanna but made sure she was up and had everything she needed. They left a lunch bag fully packed on the counter with a note attached.
We’re so lucky you came into our lives. You’re a special woman. Love, Kent and Carter.
She felt herself sta
rt to tear up after she read it.
Now, she was at work and the day had started fully booked and just kept getting busier. Gone was her usual routine of ordering and organizing. Hanna was busy helping pull porcupine quills from three dogs that had arrived first thing in the morning. Good thing two of them weren’t terrible, but the third must have had at least three hundred quills. It kept Hanna and Dr. Dunlop busy pulling for forty-five minutes. In between assisting with surgery, Hanna was helping Lisa to answer the phones, book appointments, and fill medications. Cailynn was overwhelmed in the lab running a number of pre-anesthetic blood tests and quite a few other tests on sick pets as well.
Dr. Webb ordered pizza for everyone at noon and, though they were busy enough to work through lunch, he insisted that everyone take at least half an hour to eat and regroup. She was grateful to have a boss that remembered people needed to give themselves a break at some point in the day.
As the afternoon wore on, and things became a bit more manageable, Hanna was able to get some of her order done. In between cleaning up, of course. After the doors were locked, she was in the front office checking the shelves as Lisa closed up the front desk.
“Holy smokes, that was quite the day,” Lisa remarked as she printed off the daily reports.
“Yeah, we haven’t been this crazy busy for a while,” Hanna agreed.
“Well, summer is here, and everyone gets into more trouble in the summer!” Lisa said with a laugh. “Are you just about done?”
“Just about. I wanted to get a head start on tomorrow,” Hanna replied.
“Well, I’m just going to take this to the safe, then I’m ready.” Lisa collected the day’s cash and paperwork and went into the office. “Are you going to your house, or to Kent and Carter’s?” she asked as she came out with a little smirk on her face.
Hanna whirled to look at her, narrowing her eyes. “Home, of course. Why would you think anything else?”