by Amy Brent
Somehow, we fell asleep that way. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward since I knew I belonged with these men.
I woke up later to the sensation of a mouth on my pussy and groaned softly. I felt the warm body on my left, and I opened my eyes to look down at Colton’s face between my legs. He licked and sucked on me until I watched him reach for the box of condoms that fell to the ground sometime last night. Colton slipped one on and moved between my legs as I slid my hands down to pull him towards me for a kiss. His cock slid inside me as our tongues met and I marveled at how different sex could be with the various people at various times. Declan had been good to me last night, caring and so giving when it came to my needs, and now it was Colton who was making love to me. I always thought that he’d be the cocky one, the demanding one. I was as attracted to him as I was Declan but their roles were so different than I expected.
He moved deep and slow inside of me as I wrapped my legs around him. The sun was rising so it was still dark in the room, but I felt him with my hands as he moved deeper. It was slower, but my orgasm was intense and powerful, Colton felt me around him and came with me as I held him close.
We stayed close and fell back asleep together. I woke up first and grabbed a robe before I went to look over the water as I thought about the night before. It had been so different than I expected but so good. I remembered being a young girl and thinking I’d find a nice man and settle down someday, but never two of them.
I made them breakfast, and we headed out to another beach for a photo shoot, something that began to mix with pleasure so easily. We had sex as often as we could and going from brother to brother wasn’t hard for me. The intimacy was sometimes just the two of us but at night we slept together in my bed, more often than not.
The night that I had both of them happened a couple of weeks after the first time, and I knew that I wanted them both inside of me. I was kissing Declan and pushing him back onto the bed when Colton crawled behind me and pushed inside of me. He was hard, and I rocked against him as I kissed Declan harder.
I told Colton that I wanted him to take my ass since he’d shown an interest in that since we started sleeping together. He yanked back and out of me as I slid onto Declan and he gripped my ass. Colton started with his fingers as he spread me open slowly and I moaned at the double penetration. Colton worked up to his cock as he stroked his hand with lube and pushed inside of me.
I cried out as I felt them both and gripped Declan’s shoulders as I felt one slide out as one entered me. It was rough and intense, and I tried to find a rhythm of my own to get them inside of me faster. We were a mess of three bodies, and I whimpered and moaned as they moved harder, and I closed my eyes. They were both inside of me as I came and dropped onto Declan with the force of it. I heard the ruptured scream come from my throat as Colton slammed into me with a moan and Declan stroked my head with his hands as he whispered my name. I pulled back and kissed him when I’d caught my breath and felt Colton wrap his arms around me. “Thank you,” his voice was shaking behind me, and I realized that we had just crossed a line, one that Colton probably never intended to pass in his life. Declan was his brother, and they competed before this with every word.
“You’re welcome,” I whispered back as I took a deep breath.
Our trip came to a close the next week, and we were all closer by then. I didn’t show them outward affection when we were together in public but behind closed doors, I was savage with both of them. We fucked together, and I had times with each man alone, and I was becoming insatiable. I couldn’t get enough.
I sat between them on the flight home, and one hand was on Declan’s thigh while the other rested on in Colton’s grip. There were many memories from this trip, both inside and out and we had so many pictures to look back on. Declan did a spectacular job with the professional ones and with his edits, a few would make good prints for advertising. The others were just of the beauty around us and shots we took together making faces and laughing together as we all fell harder into our growing feelings.
They took me home with them, and I looked at them in the back of the car with surprise. “My apartment is down that street.”
“We know,” Colton said as he looked at his brother. “We want you to stay at our places.” I stared at him. I knew that they each had a condo in a very exclusive building though I’d never seen it.
“There’s only one of me,” I reminded them as Declan laughed and shook his head.
“We were thinking of selling them and buying a big house that we could all share.” He reached for my hand. “I never thought I’d share anything, much less anyone, with Colton. I never even considered it before, but when we both saw you that night in that sexy red dress, something changed. We both wanted you and by some twisted luck, you wanted us as well.” He stared at Colton for a moment. I honestly don’t know how the fuck something like this even works, but I want to try. I want to be with you, Trina.”
Colton nodded. “I am willing to do what it takes as well. I have never felt this way before you, Tri and I need you in my life.”
“What do we do until the condos sell?” I asked as I cuddled between them with a smile.
“Find a bed,” they replied together as I laughed and kissed them one by one.
“Can we travel sometimes?” I smiled at Colton. “You have the company and all to run.”
“We’ll travel. He’ll deal with the company and make all of the money,” Declan joked as I laughed with him and felt him kiss my hair.
“Fuck that. I’ll hire a manager.” Declan smiled again, and I looked at Colton as he kissed me. “I am going to change my life up a little.”
I stared back as the island faded away from my sight. What a trip it had been, and I pulled my men closer as I closed my eyes. We’d been up very late the night before christening every room in the cottage before it was time to leave. “I love you,” I whispered as they squeezed me and told me that they loved me as well.
The End.
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Spencer is a filthy liar!
He was my first love, my first crush, the only man I loved!
He was my everything….He was the one who took my virginity
And then…..he just vanished
He is back in town after four years and wants a second chance. (Yes, he has changed – he is rich, arrogant and c*cky and walks as if he owns the planet!)
And although I have thought about him every moment of each day in the past four years, I don’t think I am ready for a second chance.
No, not with him!
What if he betrays me again…
Forget forgiveness, I cannot trust him at all… Because I know he is a filthy liar.
Chapter one
“You can finally admit that there’s something between us, Megan. You’ve been watching me and imagining what it would be like to be with me. This is our only opportunity and our parents were stupid enough to leave us here alone together in this big house. We should stop kidding ourselves and finally do something about what has obviously caused this animosity between us. There has always been a fine line between love and hate. I didn’t like you from the moment that you came into my father’s life, but I can’t say that I didn’t fantasize about you.” Spencer had this white man’s charm and also a way to get underneath my skin. I thought I hated him, but it was just a mask for something of a deep affection.
“Does any of these lame come ones actually work on white women that are not three sheets to the wind? I can see how your attempts to seduce me would work if I was drunk off my ass and stumbling over my own sizable 2 feet. I have more respect for myself than to give you the courtesy of some kind of response. You obviously think that you have this hold on me, but I’ve never even thought of you in that way.” I not
only thought of him in that way, but I couldn’t get him out of my mind.
“I think the girl does protest too much.” He pulled out a sheet of paper and unfolded it.
“Spencer, I wish that I could touch you and to have your hand pressed up against my breasts. I want to feel your fingers grazing my nipples and then pinching them to make me come alive for the first time. Take me right here down and dirty and have your way with me. Rip off my clothes and don’t take no for an answer. I need you and it hurts me to think that you are only a few steps away and there’s nothing that I can do about it. Do you sit in your room stroking yourself and wondering about me? I know that my fingers have gotten a lot of mileage. I have fueled my fantasies with you in different scenarios.”
I gasped in shock at hearing the very words I had typed in my private journal. My computer was password protected and for him to have knowledge of my secret thoughts made me believe that he was smarter than I gave him credit for. I wasn’t tall and I certainly was carrying more than the average. I did my race proud by being able to be seen coming and going. “You’re taking that out of context, I said. He grabbed me and pulled me towards him with his hands inching up my skirt and touching the tops of my nude stockings. He kissed me with his hot tongue scorching along the surface of my own. I stood there and felt the pressure of his loins. His cock was enormous and feeling it at full strength was better than anything that I could imagine.
“I’m not a fool, but you must’ve been in a rush to leave your computer open like that. I apologize for invading your personal space, but you have to admit that you have been after me like a salivating dog. I thought that I could use something against you to get you out of the house and away from me, but instead I found more than enough reason to want to take things to the next level.” He grabbed the collar of my white blouse and he tore it down the middle with the buttons flying in all directions. “I’m through walking around on eggshells. We are going to do this and you’re going to willingly give me your sweet ebony body.” Any other man that tried this kind of nonsense would’ve got a punch in the face, but for him, I became almost powerless to resist.
He was the bad boy with girls coming over at all hours of the day and night to be with him in the Biblical sense. I’d heard my fair share of orgasmic cries and I secretly felt this jealousy that could only be satisfied with getting my hands on him. His fingers had found their way underneath the crotch of my panties. The dark green material was sticking to my lips. He had to pull it away to gain access.
“Um…I wanted you to see those words. I knew that you would sneak a peek and now I have proof that you were in my room without my permission.” I was trying to backpedal, but he wasn’t buying it for a second. He grabbed my long brown hair into a fist and made me look at him with his eyes burning a hole into my very soul.
“That’s a good try, but we both know that you’re lying through your teeth. Let’s see what we can’t do about changing your tune. You obviously want me and this is your time to finally reach out and take what you want. I’m not going to fight you, but I can’t say the same for you.” Being exposed with my breasts overflowing the cups of my bra was not something that I was expecting. I’d never been attracted to a white man and being of ebony color, I was more inclined to be with those of my own race.
“I don’t even know why you are even interested. You seem to go for more of the Barbie doll type. I am a bit more to offer than those stick thin white bitches.” I didn’t mean to go on the defensive, but he certainly was pressing my buttons. His finger had traced the line of my wetness and now he was offering it to me like some sort of olive branch of peace. I sucked his finger into my mouth and I rolled my tongue around it to give him a good idea of what he was missing.
“I’ve always been fascinated by women that have a considerable figure like that of an hourglass. I’ve been secretly looking at you and waiting for the right time to do something. I don’t see there being a better time than right now.” He pushed me onto my knees and frantically pulled at his zipper, until he was slapping my face with his 8 inch appendage. He left behind a trail of his excitement down my cheek and then into my open and available mouth. “This is what you really want and I’m here to let you know that this is what you’re going to get.”
He still had his hands in my hair and he was pulling me towards him, making me gag and struggle to find breath. I slapped at his legs, but he only took that for desire. He plowed my mouth, making me swallow the entire thing down to the root. His balls slapped heavily against my chin and I could feel how heavy they were and just what kind of power he was going to force feed into my throat.
I didn’t like the way that he made me feel, but there was something about his dominance that had me begging for the chance to be with him.
“We’ve been playing this game for long enough. I’m glad that I read your journal. It allowed me to see inside that naughty little mind of yours.” He was fucking my face and making me drool like an idiot all over myself. My immense dark breasts were covered in my own spit with rivers clinging to my chin. I was gagging, but he didn’t seem to care. It was that attitude that I found the most overwhelming. “You really do know how to suck a cock. Who knew that a young thing like you would have all of this experience? I certainly never suspected that you could deepthroat with the best of them. You really have surprised me, Megan. I suppose I should have realized just what kind of woman you were, but you hid your true nature so well.”
I was staring at him with my mouth full. He was pressing steadily into my throat over and over again. He worked his hips until I could feel his knob pressing up against my cheek and then he was tapping it with his fingers. He could feel the outline of his own package. He lifted me abruptly and turned me, so that my back was towards him.
He pushed me forward, so that my body was now bowed with my ass thrust out like an obvious invitation. The pleasure that I had endured with hours of playing with myself was not even near anything like this. The feeling of being taken and knowing this was exactly what I wanted had me in the perfect position to take what I had already primed.
“I would give you my tongue, but I’m a little pressed for time.” I was already wet enough. He was soon fitting his tool into me with an overanxious thrust of his hips. “Damn…you really are one hot little vixen. This hot hole of yours just devoured me like it was nothing. I don’t claim to be the biggest, but I certainly think that I am more than a mouthful. You can probably feel the thickness and how it rubs against your walls giving you a reminder that there’s not very many out there like me.” He had my hips and my panties were pulled to the side in a dirty and obscene way. He was really not above taking what he wanted and my journal had given him every reason to think that I desired his touch.
“You have no idea what you’re doing for me,” I said I thought about this… day, but I never really believed that we would do anything about it. I love the way that you fuck me slow and then speed up. I am practically on the edge. I can feel your swelled cock inside me and I know that you can feel my fat lips grabbing onto you and never letting go. You do want to fill me with that seed and make me crave to have you again. You need my pussy and there’s not going to be a day that goes by that you don’t think of me fondly and with your hand wrapped around yourself.” I was grunting my reply and soon we were crashing against the shores of our own sexual desire. Our thoughts had driven us insane and this was our moment to finally seal the deal once and for all.
That feeling of being overpowered came to an end with him biting my ear and leaving a love mark in his wake. “I know…that you can feel that. When I leave, I expect that you will be dripping in my stuff. My sweet cream will be running down your legs and your swollen lips will remind you of our time together.” He had given me three hard jerks and the spewing contents of his balls were more than my little hole could contain. When he pulled out, I had a lot of him coming with it. I lay there in total shock that we had done something like this.
I smiled and
then that smile turned to a frown when I turned and saw that he wasn’t there. He left me completely satisfied and unable to voice how I really wanted him to stay with me all night long. I went in search for him and there was no sign of him.
Chapter two
“I don’t know why you tease me like this and don’t expect me to do something about it. You walk around with your head in the clouds wearing that tiny skirt begging any guy to take a hold of you and make you see the true woman underneath. I’ve been courting you for some time and I expect after a dinner like that that you would put out.” This was just one of many disastrous relationships over the last four years. It made me aware that what I had with Spencer was something more than just a torrid love affair. I wanted to believe that, but how could I with him vanishing like that.
“I’m telling you that I’m not ready. If you can’t accept that, then you know where the door is. I didn’t think that you were this type of guy. I guess that everybody that has a male chromosome thinks with only one head. It’s not the one on your shoulders. I’m disgusted by your behavior and I don’t think that any woman should have to take something like that. You are just like all the rest and you fooled me into thinking that you were something else.” I was wearing a short white skirt and a translucent black top, but that didn’t give him the right to think that he could put his hands all over me. Four years and I had been trying to substitute that feeling I had with Spencer, my stepbrother, for that of something that I could find with those guys that couldn’t take their eyes off of my empowered presence. I was bigger back then, but I was still the same size now. I had toned it in all the right places. I had a bit more wiggle to my step and I had become plump like that of ripe peaches.