by J. L. Beck
“I’m trying to get her to hook up with Davis!” Kara shouted as I made me way into the house. Her comment had made my blood boil. No fucking way was Meg going to give it up to some frat asshole who wouldn’t take care of her.
Music vibrated through the floor, and walls of the house. I couldn’t hear myself think, let alone hear a word that was spoken to me. The place was loud as fuck, and there were people everywhere. I eyed the elaborate living room, my eyes gliding over the couples that took over the couch with there making out.
Nope. Not here.
“Chug, chug, chug….” A crowd had gathered around a table in the kitchen off the right of the living room. My eyes glided over all the people, and as soon as I saw her I lost it. I crossed the room with purpose, as I shoved my way through the crowd and plucked Meg off the table she had been dancing on with a bottle of wine in hand.
“What the…” She grumbled, her words a drunken mess.
“What the fuck is right!?” I growled, my grip was bruising as I pulled her away from the crowd and out the front door.
“You can’t make me go home!” Her nails sunk into my hand as she tried to claw at my grip. My teeth ground together in anger.
I stopped dead in my tracks. “What the hell are you thinking? You can’t just get wasted like that. Someone could’ve hurt you, and then I would’ve had to hurt them…” My eyes slipped from her face, and down to her lips.
I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her badly.
“Where’s Evan?” She hissed, looking around me.
Did she want Evan and not me? We always shared, sometimes it didn’t work out because the chick couldn’t handle being with both of us. This time that wasn’t the case though. Meg was mine, and Evan just wanted a taste.
“He’s busy, so lucky for you, you get to deal with me.” I wasn’t about to let her run away again. I tugged her along the way dragging her to the car. We were nearly there when some asshole called out to Meg.
I turned around, my eyes burning with anger as I noticed the way he was looking at her, and then looking at me like I was some perpetrator or something.
“Davis!” She shouted back, reaching for him.
Okay, now I was really fucking angry.
“Hey, let her go asswipe!” He yelled, trying to get in my face. He was a good three inches shorter than me, and was scrawny as fuck. If he was smart he wouldn’t try and start something with me.
“That’s not going to happen.” I pulled Meg closer into my chest, wanting this entire night to end already. Meg was mine, and she was going to be going home with me one way or a fucking another.
“Dude…” The douche bag pulled his fist back like he was going to punch me. I didn’t have the time or need to deal with drunken shenanigans, so I clenched my fist tightly and pulled it back, landing a hard blow against his nose before he could move. My knuckles stung as the scraped against bone.
Meg shuttered against my chest. I’m sure she was scared, and she had a reason to be, because once I started with her she would be begging me to stop.
“Seriously?” Evan’s voice sounded behind us. The Davis kid fell to the ground a second later, his hand clutched against his nose.
That’s right fucker. Stay down.
“He fucking deserved it.” I shrugged, twisting around, and guiding us to the BMW. Evan gave me a flabbergasted look, and Meg simply sighed as I opened the back passenger side door. I lifted her small body up, and placed her in the back seat before moving into the seat next to her.
“What are you doing?” She asked, her voice cracking as she spoke. I smiled looking down at her.
“Teaching you a lesson…” I licked my lips as I slipped all the way into the backseat closing the door behind me. It didn’t matter to me that Meg was my stepsister. When my cock, or better yet my heart wanted something it went for it.
Meg’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment and I could tell she wanted this just as much as I did.
When she opened her eyes again she whispered, “Teach me, please…” and it was then that I knew we had struck a deal.
Chapter Five
Meg
My entire body was on fire as I waited for the moment when Elijah would pounce. I had all but begged him to teach me a lesson for misbehaving the way I had and with all the alcohol that I had consumed running through my veins, it was a lot easier to be bold about what I wanted.
“Do you know how much trouble you’ve caused your big brothers?” He hissed, his hand tangling in my hair as he pulled my face to his. I could feel his warm breath against my lips, and I wanted him to kiss me.
I nodded my head yes, biting my lip to stop the moan that desperately wanted to slip from my mouth. Hours ago, I was unsure of what I wanted, but now I knew exactly what needed to happen.
“I’m sorry…” I cried out, as he arched my head back by pulling my hair. Sharp stings of pain radiated from my scalp.
“You’re not yet, but you will be soon.” Elijah growled his lips pressing against my racing pulse well his other hand slipped beneath the short mini-skirt that Kara had loaned me.
“Ahhh…” I moaned, arching into his touch further. I wanted this. I wanted it so badly. The crush I had on them was finally becoming a reality.
“I can hardly believe it…” He mumbled against my skin.
“Believe what?” I asked my words laced in confusion.
“You’re soaked with need, and all I’ve done is tease you,” He spoke pulling away to look me in the eyes. It felt like he was looking straight through me and into the dark depths of my soul.
“I… I want you…” I admitted out loud for the first time ever. He didn’t say anything in return, and instead moved his fingers gently against the tiny scrap of fabric known as my panties.
“How badly do you want me?” He leaned into my face, his nose pressed against mine. Everything that was going on around us became background noise. All that mattered was Elijah and I.
“Badly…” I purred like a kitten in need of attention. I lifted my hips, and ground my pussy against his hand, wanting so much more than what he was giving me.
His full lips lifted up into a half smile, while his eyes promised deliciously dirty things.
“Bend over Princess. I want your ass in the air, and your knees against the leather seat.” He ordered, releasing me in an instant. I felt the coldness of the AC as soon as he released me. I did as I was ordered, even though my belly was churning with anxiety. Letting my stepbrothers own my body was merely a fantasy before this, now it was becoming real.
“Fuck E, my cock’s harder than steel right now, and you want her bending over in the backseat while I’m trying to fucking drive.” Evan grunted from the driver seat. I smiled against the leather seat enjoying how turned on they were by me.
“Focus on the road Evan and as soon as we get home I’m sure our fucking Princess will reward you, won’t you?” Elijah questioned, as he lifted the back of my skirt shoving it up over my ass. The cold air inside the space against my clammy skin caused a shiver to run down my spine.
Next went my panties, and I licked my lips in anticipation as he slid them down over my hips, stopping at my ankles.
“I’ve… I’ve never done this before…” I blurted out, worried that I may be getting myself into more than I could handle.
“Oh, I know Princess, which will make this all the more sweeter…” My nails slid against the leather as I felt the first touch of his fingers along my ass crack. I was bare, and at the mercy of a man I had longed for since the day I met him.
I was panting with need as he slid his finger up and down the seam of my pussy impossibly slow. Then he stopped moving altogether and my heart dipped into my stomach.
“Please…” I begged, needing him so badly it almost hurt. Seconds passed where time seemed to stand still. Would he give me the pleasure I desperately wanted or would I have to beg for it?
A hard slap landed against my right ass cheek causing me to gasp, and moan at the s
ame time. The slap stung but it also brought pleasure.
“You liked that didn’t you?” I could hear how pleased Elijah was with my moan of pleasure.
“Yes…” I sighed, wanting more, so much more.
“Good.” His words were saturated with need as he spanked my other ass cheek, making sure he gave them equal attention. My pussy came to life, throbbing with need as he spanked each side with precision moving the slaps up and down my ass, never spanking the same area more than once.
“Please… Please… fuck me…” I was all but melting beneath his touch my entire body begging for things I didn’t quiet understand.
“Not today, Princess.” Disappointment filled my belly.
It was Evan who spoke this time. “We’ve got other ways to get you off. Ways that don’t involve touching your pristine cherry just yet…” I couldn’t see either of their faces but if I could I was sure they would be grinning at each other.
The BMW came to a stop, and I pushed up off my knees looking out the window. I blinked. Some of the alcohol I had drunk was starting to wear off taking my awesome buzz with it.
I shifted around in the seat, becoming more aware with each passing second that we were now at their house and I was going to be forced to go inside with both of them. My eyes moved from Elijah and then to Evan. They both watched me like they were on the hunt for prey.
“Let’s go, Princess. Disobey and we won’t get you off. Behave and you’ll be swimming in pleasure.” Elijah’s words were sealed with a promise. Do as I was told and he would reward me. Misbehave and find out just how dirty these two men could be. Was it bad that a part of me wanted to disobey them just to see what they would do to me?
Elijah opened the door, and gestured for me to get out a second later. I adjusted my skirt, pulling my panties off and shoving them into the pocket of Elijah’s dress shirt. The chocolate brown of his eyes grew darker as I moved past him and in the direction of Evan who was unlocking the front door. The sound of the car door slamming behind me caused me to jump. Elijah wrapped an arm around me a second later, guiding me up the walkway.
“Let’s see how dirty of a girl you really are….” My legs wobbled at his words. As strange as all of this was, I had a need that had been awakened the moment that Elijah spanked my ass and I wanted to see how far I would go.
“I’ve been a bad girl…” I responded, right as we entered the house. My entire body was tingling with need as I stepped over the threshold, moving away from Elijah and removing my skirt and barely there top.
I kept my back to the boys, as I picked up my skirt and shirt from the floor and headed in the direction of their office. I was anxious and worried I would do something wrong, but I let it be, knowing that they would soon follow. After all, I was headed in the direction of their office, with nothing but a pair of high heels on. They might’ve refused to fuck me before, but there was no way they could deny me now.
Chapter Six
Elijah
“What the fuck just happened?” Evan whispered once Meg was out of earshot. I couldn’t even muster up a single word. My cock was throbbing and my hands were sweating.
Go to her. My body ordered.
I would bet my entire fucking fortune that she had no idea how hot she looked commanding the room in nothing but a pair of heels.
“I don’t know… nor do I care…” I cleared my throat, shucking my designer shoes, and undoing my belt. If she wanted us, then she would get us. If she wanted to see how far I would take things with her, then she would be in for a fucking surprise because there was no limit to the needs that I had. I could go for hours, or days.
I was going to devour her pussy, spread it wide, and take from it just as I knew it would take from me.
“Remember….” Evan started as he started removing his own clothing. “I get the first taste of that sweet pussy of hers…” I should’ve been jealous, or even angry but I couldn’t be. Not when it came to my twin brother, not when it came to pleasuring the woman I now had to have.
“You can get the first taste, because I’ll get to devour her cherry when the time comes.” I smugly said, running after Meg. Evan wasn’t far behind me, and as we ascended the stairs my heart pounded harder against my rib cage.
When we finally made it to the office my body was begging for a release, the anticipation of the unknown was coursing through my veins.
Evan and I both pushed the wooden doors open at the same time, our eyes honing in on Meg who was sprawled out over the top of the desk we shared. My mouth watered the longer I stared at her.
“I’ve been a bad, bad girl…” Her words were dipped in lust.
“Oh, we know you have…” Evan started towards her and I followed suit. I wanted her and I was certain she knew it. The question, however, was how badly did I want her?
Evan reached her first, a hand trailing against her bare thigh while I went around the back of the desk, coming up behind her, so that I could play with her tits, and whisper in her ear.
“We’re going to show you what it’s like to be pleasured by real men.” Evan spoke placing a skin against her other thigh as he maneuvered her to the edge of the desk. She moaned with pleasure as I sunk my fingers into her hair, gently messaging the scalp as I pulled her head backwards.
“Be a good girl and let my brother taste that sweet pussy of yours…” I smiled, reveling in the way her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I could feel sexual tension between us all mounting and I watched eagerly as Evan slipped between her thighs and worked his magic. My cock becoming painfully jealous as it pressed against the wooden desk.
“You’re such a dirty fucking girl.” I whispered nipping at her earlobe, as I moved my hands from her hair, down her shoulders to rest against her breasts. “You like fucking your stepbrothers, don’t you?”
“Oh God….” She gasped as Evan gripped her by the hips, holding her in place while I plucked her perfectly pink nipples.
I could tell she was enjoying the things he was doing to her with his tongue and I couldn’t wait till I got my hands, and cock on that tight little hole of hers.
And I knew just from the way she was wiggling around, and the sudden intake of breath that she was on the verge of an orgasm.
“That’s right Princess. Come all over my brother’s tongue. Let him taste how fucking sweet you are…” I encouraged her, my dirty words giving her the final boost she needed. Her fingernails scraped against my flesh as she fell apart in my arms, my Evan swallowing every last ounce of her release down.
“I can’t wait to fuck your tight cunt, to spread you open real wide, and fill your hole with my cum. You want that don’t you?” My cock was begging for some type of relief and now that Meg had gotten off. Evan and I could focus on getting off as well.
“It’s never felt that good before… I feel like I’m…” She stumbled over her words a bit. “Like I’m floating…” She sounded far away, so Evan and I waited, letting her come down from the high of her orgasm.
We caressed her body, messaging and rubbing all her tense muscles.
“What a good fucking girl you’re Meg… You came all over my tongue, just like I knew you would.” Evan praised her, as he came up from between her legs licking his lips.
“Now it’s time to make your big brothers come…” I moved from behind the desk, coming to stand next to my brother. Meg’s green eyes seemed brighter in the dim lighting as she digested the words I had just spoken.
“But I’ve never…” Her cheeks grew red with embarrassment.
“You’ve never what? Sucked a cock? Beat a man off?” I countered, not fully believing that a woman like herself didn’t at least know her way around a cock.
Her eyes casted down towards the floor, and my heart jumped from my chest. Even if I didn’t believe her, I didn’t want to break that confidence that she had.
“Hey now, don’t be ashamed. Evan and I will guide you on what to do… okay?” My voice was soft, and gentle, and completely unlike myself. J
oy filled my belly when she lifted her eyes to me, and nodded her head softly.
“Remember when we told you we wanted you to take both of us at the same time?” Evan questioned smugly, as he stroked his nine-inch cock.
“I remember…” The timid girl from earlier was starting to make her appearance again.
“Good, because we want you to take both of our cocks into your mouth, and watch as you wrap those beautiful pink lips around our shafts.” I gripped Meg’s hand in mine, helping her up off the desk, and guiding her to her knees on the floor. There was nothing like having a woman on her knees in front of you. Most men thought it was them that were in control when it was really the woman who had all the control.
“Can you handle that sis?” Evan arched a brow at her, and I wanted to yell at him for trying to shatter her spirit. Instead, she gave him a defiant look that said she was more than determined to show him up.
She took both of our cocks into her hands, showing no signs of anxiety or fear as she did so. She stroked us both gently at first, causing both of us to grunt out with pleasure at the same time.
“I like this… Having you both at my mercy…” She laughed softly, her nails gently ranking down the top of my shaft. Oh fuck me, how badly did I want her hand to be her pussy instead.
She upped her movements, stroking both of us faster, and faster… “Fuck Princess, I’m going to cum soon…” I growled, my hands fisting into her hair as I brought her face near my cock. Evan moved closer so that he too could shoot his load into her mouth.
“Yes, come for me. Please….” She begged, clearly turned on at the thought of us coming together. She squeezed my shaft tightly in her small hand; the last rub of her palm over the opening of my cock became my undoing.
With my fingers weaved tightly into her hair so she couldn’t move, I came, my hips jerking back and forth as hot semen shot from my cock and into her mouth, and along her lips. Evan followed suit with a moan of pleasure that mirrored my own. I stared down at Meg with longing, loving how sexy she looked with our cum on her face and in her mouth.