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by Brother, Stephanie

  It may have been only seconds before I stood stripped naked, there was no part of me they hadn't seen before, but this time they were touching. And tasting. Two mouths and four hands caressed my skin. I shuddered with anticipation.

  "Come, lie on the bed," Cedric instructed.

  Of course, I complied. I lay down flat and stretched my hands above my head. I spread my legs apart, and Cedric's head bobbed between my thighs before I had a chance to wonder what next.

  After skimming along my folds, Cedric's tongue tormented my clit with the lightest of touches.

  Hardly able to believe this was real, I watched Simon strip out of his remaining clothing until he stood beside the bed with an erection pointing to heaven.

  "Let me see you touch yourself, Simon," I asked.

  Was that too cruel when he wanted to touch me? I desired him also. But what girl doesn't want to watch a guy handling his hard cock while he watches another guy licked her pussy?

  "You taste delicious." Cedric sat up leaving my private area neglected and wanting more. "Simon, you should do this." If Cedric was sincere in that suggestion, it wasn't clear because he pushed a couple of fingers inside me. "But I'm not sure I can tear myself away.

  I raised my hips urging him in. More fingers. Deeper. I need cock.

  My eyes blinked shut. I groaned with pleasure and forced my eyes to reopen.

  There were two men in the room and I wanted to enjoy that fact. Simon stood near watching me but not touching, I wanted to enjoy that as much as him.

  If Simon was a virgin, as they'd made out, I couldn't tell. He was assertive and friendly every time we met. Right then, he seemed as confident as if he'd stood naked nursing an erection in front of a woman many times before. He looked eager to take Cedric's place.

  I'd already discovered Simon was an expert kisser

  Perhaps he'd had more experience than they were letting on.

  I seemed to recall my first kisses were clumsy; all spit and teeth and wrong.

  Without hesitation, Simon moved closer, brushing aside his brother.

  "Be gentle with me Simon. Very slow and very gentle." It was my best advice. All too often the guys I'd been with seemed to think they had to go in fast from the start. There's a time for speed, but a slow build-up is best.

  I couldn't only concentrate solely on Simon because Cedric had repositioned himself to explore other parts of my body. His hands were working magic over the surface of my skin while his mouth was already gently teasing a nipple.

  My back arched and my hips tilted in response to the caresses of these men.

  Simon's hands moved over my thighs and buttocks. His tongue tenderly worked between my folds. I was, oh, so wet, sensitive, and turned on.

  The guys didn't stop.

  Their hands and tongues were everywhere. Too gentle to make me come, but not enough to tickle. It was the very best torture.

  In my mind, I wanted to touch and taste them too, but they'd reduced me to jelly on Simon's bed.

  "Fuck. Fuck." I whispered, over and over. Like a prayer. Like a mantra.

  His tongue responded. Pushing into my entrance. Soon it wasn't enough. I wanted something my bigger and harder.

  "Fuck me." My prayers grew a little louder.

  CEDRIC

  Regretfully I had to let her go. Her words, her instructions, touched me like intimate caresses and I was damn well near coming in my pants.

  When I lost contact with that soft pale skin and stepped back, the sacrifice was worth it. Now, that's what I'm talking about. I committed the scene to memory. The contrast of her clear skin and voluptuous figure succumbing to her antithesis. My brother. He embodied harsh lines, and strong masculinity. His tattooed skin stretched over bones and muscles. Opposites. Man and woman. Tough and gentle.

  Like virgin territory, her clear skin conquered by the invading barbarian army.

  Instead of seeking out my camera, my hands went for my pants and removed my remaining clothes as if they were acting on her command.

  When it swung free, I squeezed my aching dick and watched. I'd been in this position before, watching a brother go down on a girl. But the brother had been Decker and no woman could compare to Karen.

  "Fuck me," she said.

  My body heard the call. I was naked and ready, only Simon blocked my way. There was no way he was going to move right then as her body wasn't going to let him go anywhere.

  I loved watching a woman come almost as much as I loved making her come.

  And she came in Simon's hands.

  When her cries of pleasure quietened, Simon turned his head. His eyes met mine.

  I stepped closer, gaining a clearer view of his glistening, wet knuckles and where his lucky fingers disappeared. And my dick couldn't get any harder. My dick wanted to be inside her answering her call.

  "Do you guys have condoms?" The serious tone to her question broke my trance.

  "Of course." I nodded. "Be right back." I made the fastest journey to the stash in my bedroom. As I returned, I tore open one of the packets intending to give it to Simon. It was about time he did it.

  When I re-entered the room, Simon moved out from between Karen's legs, settling to one side of her and inviting me to take his place. This was not the time to discuss this. If he didn't want to for whatever reason, I wasn't about to question him.

  Without arguing, I rolled the condom down my shaft.

  Both Simon and Karen watched me.

  She licked her lips. "Come here." Her arms wrapped around Simon and she pulled him to her.

  They kissed while I found home in the hot place between her thighs.

  SIMON

  I'd fingered her.

  Her wet pussy had tasted so delicious that I'd lapped eagerly at her juices.

  Not just her taste but her scent surrounded and intoxicated me.

  The walls of her hot tunnel clamped around my fingers and flooded with moisture. The whole area vibrated and pulsed. Her entire body tensed and jerked in the grip of her unmistakeable orgasm.

  The real thing.

  Suddenly I understood what all the fuss was about. Why my brothers wanted to do this over and over. Bringing women to their beds as often as they could.

  It was more fucking erotic than I'd ever imagined. The temperature in the room seemed to rise a few degrees when I touched her. For a few seconds, I wondered why the fuck hadn’t I done this sooner? I'd known Karen only a couple of weeks, that was the answer. I hadn't met her sooner.

  I still didn't want many women, I just wanted one to love and cherish and do this. To taste and smell and touch over and over. The woman I loved. That woman could be Karen.

  "Fuck me, both of you," she called out as she came.

  And Cedric appeared beside me, offering a condom.

  I couldn't. I'd almost certainly come before I could satisfy her. I probably wouldn't even get the condom on before my climax. I didn't want to spoil things in that way and disappoint her.

  Without too much thought I did what I had to; I moved aside for him.

  I didn't regret what we'd done so far but this was all a bit fast and sudden for me. I'd imagined candles, soft music, being the woman's boyfriend. I hoped there would be another time with Karen, and if there wasn't then it was never meant to be.

  While Cedric sheathed up, she pulled me to her side and wrapped her arms around me. "Your fingers are magical," she whispered.

  We kissed. My dick leaked against her hip and my free hand found her breasts.

  I lost myself in her lips. The world stood still. Nothing else existed until I became aware of my brother right by my shoulder.

  Her legs were wide apart, welcoming my brother on top. She obviously wanted both of us snuggled tight to her.

  We broke the kiss as she started to moan and I could feel subtle movements in her body as she rose to meet my brother. Each slight movement stimulated my erection.

  Lust burned in Cedric's eyes, he paid no attention to me as he stared at Karen as if she w
ere everything to him and they were alone.

  Her hands were still on me.

  My gaze returned to her face when I sensed she'd opened her eyes and was looking at me.

  "I want you as well, Simon. Can we change position so I can suck your cock?"

  How I didn't come in response I don't know.

  The question sounded as if it were addressed to me but she turned to Cedric for an answer. After all, he'd have to get off her.

  He did. He moved swiftly. We were all eager to find this new position. I could think of a number of ways it could work. I might be a virgin, but I had unlimited access to porn, after all.

  "Can we do it this way?" Karen turned on to her hands and knees to show us what she had in mind.

  Flashing me a grin, Cedric reentered behind her. "We sure can."

  I would've voiced my agreement too, but I'd lost the ability of speech. My mouth went dry. My head befuddled. And my cock hung in front of her face with her tongue circling the head.

  While staring up into my eyes, she licked over the slit and I thought I'd explode, as in, actually explode into many pieces and splatter the walls.

  She wrapped her lips around it and then spoke against it like it was a microphone. "Come in my mouth, let me taste you."

  How I'd held off so long I don't know, but my dick jerked against her lips and she opened her mouth wide to let it enter. Not a moment too soon, if that's what she wanted.

  The room danced around me. I lost track of everything but her and me and where we were joined. My body throbbed. While my dick shot the evidence in her mouth on request, my entire being shook with the most wonderful sensations. The earth truly moved.

  I don't know when I'd shut my eyes, but when I opened them I saw my brother's O face. Not something I'd ever wanted to see, but it was kind of fascinating, as I was there and it was too late to look away.

  Karen was more interesting. My softening dick fell from her mouth as she called out. "Yes! Yes. God, yes!"

  I sat back and prepared to hold her when she was ready.

  Just when all the orgasmic thrusting on my bed had ended a loud siren demanded our full attention.

  CHAPTER TEN

  SIMON

  Karen sat up with a jolt. "What is that noise?"

  "Damn I should've put my cell on silent." Cedric bent over to find his cellphone.

  I shrugged. "Lucky he didn't call a few minutes ago. That noise would've ruined the mood."

  "You know who it is?" Karen asked.

  "Yes, it's Decker," I answered.

  "Typical." It rang off when Cedric was rummaging through his pants on the floor. "It's not triplet magic. We know who it is because that's the unique and annoying ringtone that I've given him."

  And then it rang again.

  "Deck," Cedric answered. A silence in the room followed as Decker talked.

  "We never had a photography session today."

  We couldn't hear what was being said at the other end of the call, but Cedric seemed to listen while Decker talked and talked. Saying nothing more than, "Okay," and not encouraging Decker, but not cutting him off either, Cedric paced the room while the conversation went on. Holding the phone to his ear, Cedric walked over to my window and peered out, not that there's much of a view. "No, we packed the studio away."

  I preferred to watch the woman in the room. Rather than settling in for a cuddle, as I'd hoped, Karen sprang to life. She got off the bed and stepped into her clothes. Bras looked complicated to me, but she had hers on and done up in no time as if she'd been wearing one for years. Then she stepped into her dress.

  "May I use your bathroom?" Karen whispered.

  "Yes." I pointed to the door. Each bedroom had its own bathroom in this apartment. Then I got up and accompanied her into my bathroom. "I'll get you a clean towel. Feel free to shower if you want.

  When I returned to the bedroom and shut the bathroom door behind me, I heard Cedric say, "Where am I?" He had a puzzled look on his face. "I'm at home." After a short pause, he added, "In Simon's room."

  Seconds later the door opened.

  Not the bathroom door, but my bedroom door.

  Decker looked in on us. His expression was priceless as it went from the usual to momentary shock to a big grin. "What have I come home to?"

  Of course, we were both still naked, clothes abandoned in a hurry on the floor, and the bed a crumpled mess. If those things weren't incriminating enough, there were a few condom packets on the floor, Cedric was prepared for anything. And I didn't want to think about the screwed up tissue paper.

  "Hey, it's just another day in Simon's bedroom." Cedric waved his hand at the room as if it really was just another day. "Kidding, bro. But it's not what it looks like." He indicated to the bathroom.

  Decker's eyes went wide as his mouth went into the shape of an O and he backed out of the room.

  Cedric looked at his iPhone as if this were all just another day to him. "I've got a message from Dad," he said.

  I went and pulled on my pants. I wasn't bothered about being nude in front of my brothers, but any second Karen would come out of the bathroom, and that would've felt weird.

  "Oh shit. I gotta sit down," Cedric seemed to go visibly pale.

  "What wrong?" I sat on the bed next to him.

  He shook his head and handed me the device.

  Dad: Those portraits are excellent. I showed Penny. Do not use that girl in your erotic art. She's Penny's daughter.

  I sat down and looked across the table at my brother in shock.

  He was oblivious.

  Karen hadn't told us her mother's name was Penny, but she had told us her mother had recently married in Vegas. My mind whirred as I thought that must be the reason dad wanted a family dinner. To tell us in person that he'd married.

  We now had a step mom.

  Penny was Karen's mom. That made Karen our stepsister.

  My brothers and Karen didn't know yet, but this changed everything.

  CEDRIC

  Leaning toward Simon, as close as I could get without kissing his cheek, I whispered, "Before any of this happened I had a good idea of what shots I was going to use in my portfolio and which ones I was going to enter for the exhibitions. But now we're being told what to do by Dad, and we've got to think about what Karen wants." I sighed.

  Making my own decisions was an essential part of the process. I didn't need to add that I didn't like being told what to do with my art. I welcomed input, of course, but when I asked for it.

  "She'll be out of that bathroom any moment, and we need to own up that we're her step brothers."

  "Step brothers?"

  "Keep up. Dad's girlfriend is Penny, and Penny is Karen's mom. Don't you remember, Karen told us her mom is on a honeymoon after marrying in Vegas with no guests? Our dad is 'traveling for business,' as usual." He clawed his fingers scratching speech marks in the air around traveling for business.

  Before I could process any of that fully or say anything further, the bathroom door opened and Karen stood before us. Dressed and ready to go, you'd never guess she'd been the filling in a sweaty threesome within the last half an hour. "I'd better go before Decker gets here. I'm supposed to be going out with him for dinner."

  While I'd had plenty of experience of women getting dressed and leaving like it was all no big deal, her neutral tone made me cringe for Simon's sake. Honestly, for my own too. I wanted this to be a big deal for all of us. It had meant a lot to me, and I knew it meant a lot to Simon. For us, it wasn't ever intended as a casual sexual encounter, and I hoped she wanted more too.

  She bit her bottom lip, and her gaze fell to the floor, it was a subtle sign of her unease with the situation.

  In her way, she was just as detached as when she dressed and left our apartment after each modeling session. I could imagine how much her cold manner shocked and hurt Simon. I knew what we had shared meant a lot to him, and he wouldn't do that with just any woman.

  Standing up, I knew we had a situation on ou
r hands. I had to do something. Say something. I had no idea what, but I opened my mouth, anyway.

  "I suggest a change of plan. For a start, Decker's already home. He's out there somewhere." I waved my hand at the door. "For seconds, we kind of got sidetracked, and I don't think we came to any conclusions about our work."

  As soon as I said it, I regretted bringing up business. It made me seem unfeeling when underneath I wanted to resolve our relationship issues. The only problem was, our relationship wasn't at all what I wanted it to be.

  I didn't want her to be our step sister, for fuck’s sake.

  I wanted her to be OUR girlfriend.

  And she didn't even know about the parents we had in common.

  "Third. Well, look if you were going to dinner with any other guy I wouldn't stand in your way. And it's not a problem if you want to date Decker. But we can't keep this a secret from him, so there's no point in trying to sneak out without seeing him. If you want this to be a one-off, then we'll forget about it and never mention it again."

  "It's not that." She gasped and her face flushed with color. "I'm sorry. I want to talk too. I like you all, but I wasn't expecting any of this. I've got to go."

  And she went. She walked out of the door, and I followed to see her move through the apartment at great speed. Decker was nowhere to be seen. He must've discretely gone to his room to spare our guest from the walk of shame.

  She didn't yet know that no matter what she chose to do about us triplets, she was our step sister.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  DECKER

  "Where are we going for dinner?" Karen asked.

  I'd called to check our dinner date was still on track. It seemed we had a lot to talk about.

  "It's a surprise. My treat." I couldn't tell her the truth about where we were going, but she was definitely in for a big surprise.

  "If I don't know where we're going, I won't know what to wear. Dress up or dress down? Should I go for something with a pattern, so it's not too obvious when I spill dinner over my boobs."