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  I can't fight this. I don't want to.

  I take one hand and place it around Daniel's neck; I pull him into me and kiss him, my mouth fitting on his perfectly. I kiss him softly, my lips brushing on his with such sweetness my heart starts to melt.

  "Come here..." I whisper to Colt, looking at him over my shoulder. He goes around the bed and stands next to Daniel; I don't need to do a thing; he places one finger under my chin and bends over, kissing me softly as Daniel runs his hands through my hair gently.

  I just want this moment to last forever.

  I close my eyes and take a deep breath, allowing passion and lust to mix and course through me with a fury. When I open my eyes, there's nothing but pleasure on my mind. I grab their cocks by the base and pull them to me; I lean into Daniel’s, taking it in my mouth as I push my head down, and then pull it out and devour Colt's, the scent on my pussy still lingering on his flesh. I suck them both, bobbing my head once on each of them before switching; I start doing it so fast that their flavor starts to mix inside my mouth.

  Supporting myself with one hand on the table, I take the other one to between my legs and press two fingers over my clit. I start rubbing on it as my tongue parts my lips and I start licking their cocks. They come closer, their naked bodies so near they're leaning against each other.

  I open my mouth wide, brushing my lips against the tip of Daniel's cock and then changing to Colt's. I keep on doing it until they enter a trance of delight, both men leaning into me until I can kiss both their tips at the same time. Opening my mouth as wide as I can, I kiss them, my lips forcing their shafts against one another. They don't even move, their cocks twitching even harder the moment they touch.

  "Fuck me… Just fuck me," I moan, pulling back and looking up at them. Colt gives Daniel a slight nod, and he acknowledges him by going back around the bed and positioning himself behind me, his long fingers grabbing me by the waist as he points his hard cock toward the wetness between my thighs. I can’t help but repeat myself. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

  “No need to say it twice,” he says, the tone of his voice almost like a shot of adrenaline. One thrust of his and my eyelids drop, his massive girth inside of me; blind with pleasure, I take one hand and grab Colt’s cock, guiding his meaty flesh against my lips. I kiss his tip, my tongue circling it in abandonment as my body rocks back and forth with each of Daniel’s thrusts.

  Colt grabs me by the head and starts to thrust too, his other hand grabbing my tits and squeezing them hard. I start bobbing my head, his cock sliding in and out of me furiously, and only stop to suck in the saltiness on his tip.

  I’m going crazy here, their cocks completely punishing me.

  I jut my ass back at Daniel, my ass cheeks slapping his thighs over and over again, the sound of it like music to my ears. Each time I rock my body back and allow Daniel’s cock to slide deep inside of me, Colt’s thick member goes back out over my tongue; I then do the opposite, moving forward and making Colt’s cock brush against the back of my throat as Daniel’s slides out. It’s a perfect pendulum motion, a never-ending flurry of pleasure dancing inside of me.

  I go as fast as I can, my limbs growing exhausted with the rhythmic and flowing motion of my body. But I push through, not wanting to waste a single second. Daniel grabs my ass then, his thumbs over the dimples on my lower back, and he starts to thrust wildly, a frantic rage pulling the strings of his movements. Fuck, I have to take Colt’s cock out of my mouth, my mind only capable of focusing on the delirious pounding Daniel is handing out

  My muscles are tensing up, everything in me about to explode. I let out a high-pitched scream as I erupt, my whole body shaking as if I have no control. Christ, I never felt anything like this. I lean into Colt’s cock as my body is consumed by a holy fire of ecstasy, taking him in my mouth and sucking on him as if I’m minutes away from dying.

  My pussy has tightened up around Daniel’s cock, but that doesn’t make him stop; on the contrary, it only makes him go harder and keep thrusting while waves of pleasure crash inside of me. Oh, God, this feel so good I can’t even think straight. The only thing I can do is submit to the way my body is readying itself to come all over again, the last wave of pleasure still receding over my mind.

  Daniel slaps me across the ass as he thrusts, and then runs his fingers over my crack. With my eyes shut tight, I let fireworks go off behind my eyelids as he parts my ass cheeks and brushes his thumb against my crack, gently rubbing it against my hole. God, I can’t believe I’m letting him do it. But I am, and I love it. I don’t know how this even happened, but these two can do whatever they want to me.

  They are mine, yes. But I’m also theirs.

  I moan over Colt’s cock as Daniel slides his finger inside my ass, a bonfire of ecstasy inside of me. My mouth, my pussy, my ass—everything in me is being ravaged by them, and I fucking love it. There’s no other way to put it.

  I take Colt’s cock out of my mouth as my body trembles in ecstasy once again, a pure avalanche of destructive pleasure taking me by assault. I never even knew I could survive pleasure such as this. I didn’t even know it was possible to feel something as good as this!

  Screaming through my gritted teeth, I push my ass back against Daniel as I move my hand up and down Colt’s cock as fast as I can. That ticking bomb of ecstasy goes off inside of me then, lashes of vicious pleasure raging under my skin.

  “Oh God, oh God,” I cry out, my body on the verge of collapsing. But there’s still hidden energy inside of me, and I want to use it for the main event. Oh, yeah, I’m far from being done.

  Taking Daniel’s cock out of my pussy, I sit up on the bed and place my hands on Colt’s shoulders. I make him lay down on the mattress and, in a heartbeat, I climb on top of him. Grabbing his cock by the root, I guide it inside my pussy and I lean forward, my mouth against his neck. The moment I feel the tip of his cock pressing against that delicious spot inside of me, I look back over my shoulder at Daniel.

  “Like I said… I can handle you both,” I tell him, still leaning forward so that he has a nice view of my ass.

  “We’ll see,” he whispers, his voice thick with pleasure. Closing the distance between me and him, he kneels between Colt’s spread legs, grabbing his cock and brushing its tip up and down the length of my ass crack.

  “Do it,” I whisper, gritting my teeth as I prepare my body for it. I had a hard time believing I would actually get to fuck both Daniel and Colt, and now I’m taking them on… at the same time.

  Obliging, Daniel presses the tip of his cock against my hole. He starts pushing it in slowly, feeding inch by slow inch into my ass. I hold my breath as I feel his thickness stretching my insides, his shaft rolling down my ass at a steady pace. He only stops when all of him is inside of me, and that’s when my lungs start working again.

  “Oh, fuck,” I say, my eyes closed shut as both men start thrusting at the same time. I keep frozen in place as they build the rhythm, sliding in and out of my pussy and ass until my brain feels like it’s being cooked alive.

  When their rhythm finally reaches its zenith, my mind is drowning in a sea of unconscious pleasure. They keep going for God knows how long, time stretching and expanding as their cocks unleash a raging river of endorphins inside of me.

  I scream so loud that my lungs feel like balloons ready to pop, my vocal chords so taut they might just snap. Every muscle in my body twitches as if it’s being stung by wasps, and I even feel my eyes rolling in their orbits.

  Close to passing out, I use my last strength to give these men the prize they deserve, sweat dripping down my forehead as they keep thrusting.

  “Come for me,” I moan, looking at Colt straight in the eyes. It doesn’t take more than that, just these three words and I feel his cock twitching hard inside my pussy. I dig my fingernails into his chest, clawing at his skin in the exact moment cum gushes out of him in a torrent. His cock spasms hard, his semen filling me up as Daniel grabs my ass cheeks hard and pierces me with a violent final t
hrust. I shiver, the twitching of Daniel’s cock inside my ass almost too much for me to bear.

  Both my ass and pussy are drenched in cum, and I can’t think of anything that could possibly be better than this. I remain still as both men empty themselves inside of me, their juices coating my insides eagerly. Each spasm of their cock sends ripples through my body, each and every one of my muscles twitching in a feverish response.

  As I feel Daniel pulling out of me, I roll to the side and allow Colt’s cock to slide out of my pussy as well. I sit up on the bed, my legs dangling over the edge as my heart beats rapidly inside of my chest, and take a deep breath, grinning in pure delight.

  Stepdaughter, stepsister … And now you can add bad girl to the list of things I am.

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  Colt

  12.5 – Colt

  It's a bit towards the late part of the evening and I'm getting a glass of water.

  Actually, scratch that. It's fucking 11:30 pm. Shit, how did it get so fucking late? I totally lost track of the time there.

  Wait, don't tell me. I know how I lost track of time. Fucking.

  Not just regular fucking either. I mean, what you count as regular fucking. I fucked Karen so hard. I came so hard on her.

  But Daniel and I.

  Seriously, what just happened.

  How did it happen?

  How could it happen?

  And why am I so fucking turned on just thinking about it again?

  Because there is something about Daniel Morgan that I just can't get enough of.

  Don't get me wrong. I'm not gay. I'm not saying that I'm not gay either. But I just don't want to fuck guys to the exclusion of women. I mean, you know my fucking history with women - I can nail any girl once you tell me who. The ladies just can't resist my fucking body.

  But that doesn't mean that Daniel is something that I'm embarrassed about.

  There's nothing wrong with what Daniel and I did, even if I'm not gay.

  I'm just so fucking surprised that it was with him. I mean, we got in a fight at a restaurant over a woman, for Christ's sake.

  I drink my water, standing near the marble counter of the kitchen. I'm shirtless in just a pair of basketball shorts.

  I got up as both Daniel and Karen were sleeping. I mean, after the fucking workout that everyone had its not wonder that people were dozing off. They'll probably sleep it off till tomorrow.

  But I needed some water.

  It makes sense in a fucked up sort of way why Daniel and I happened though, the more I'm thinking about it.

  He was always there as a father figure, but we both knew he wasn't my father. I mean, I'm 22. He's 39. Sure, he's older. But he never came in to replace my dad in any way. He looked at me as someone to cohabitate with while Mom was alive. And when Juliana came, I think I realized that the only male presence in my life that I felt comfortable in with - was leaving.

  Fuck. What the hell is going on here? I've never fucking stood around and psychoanalyzed myself at 11:35 in the evening, okay?

  I'm not like one of those fucking tree hugging Berkeley liberals who have to question why they fucked whatever they fucked and understand the hidden meaning to it.

  Daniel's fucking hot for a guy - I'll be the first to fucking admit. I don't have a problem saying so. And he's an alpha. That's probably why I lock horns with him so much. Because both of us are fighting for some sort of dominance in this family unit.

  But underneath all that, I think the competition is what makes him so fucking compelling.

  I sound like some fucking therapist talking right now, don't I?

  Well, you try having a fucking threesome where not one person but actually two people make you cum and you tell me if you don't end up a little bit self-reflective after that.

  "Couldn't sleep?" a voice calls out behind me and I turn around.

  It's Daniel. He's standing there in a pair of boxer briefs.

  My eyes automatically wander to that ripped body. Those cut abs. That lean physique. Those pecs and shoulders. Fuck, he's got the rugged look going about him too. I want my body to one day fucking look like that - 39 years of refinement.

  But that cock. That fucking cock is hitting tight against those boxer briefs. I can see that python fucking pulse.

  I can let my desires fucking free now. I can think about how I want to hold that shit in my hands and feel it grow hard.

  Jesus fuck.

  "Just getting some water," I respond back to his question. He nods and gets a glass and goes to the fridge where he gets some water too.

  "Listen," he says to me as he leans back against the marble counter. "I know you probably have questions. I just want you to know I've never done something like that before."

  "What?" I ask him with a smirk. "You never fucked before?"

  He rolls his eyes. I can tell he's exasperated. But I'm having fun being a little bit of an asshole.

  "I never fucked with a guy before, Colt," he tells me and I nod. We're serious now. "I'm not gay, I want you to know."

  I look at him.

  "I'm not gay either, Dad," I tell him, and I think about just how fucked up that sounded.

  I'm telling my stepfather that I'm not exactly gay. After I had sex with him.

  This should be like some sort of book or something.

  No scratch that. No one would ever fucking believe it.

  "Okay," Daniel says. "But I also want you to know that I don't have any regrets either about what we did."

  I smile broadly.

  "So that means, we can do it again?" I ask him.

  He looks at me for a moment.

  "I think if you're okay with doing it again, I'm good," he says. "But only if you're cool."

  Fuck, if this were a girl, we'd be talking about feelings and shit.

  But it's two fucking guys.

  Two fucking alpha men who have their way with women on a regular basis who just ended up having sex while another woman was present.

  "I think I'm cool," I tell him and he smiles.

  He comes closer and his arms brush over chest I can tell he's going to kiss me and I wonder if we're going to have sex in the kitchen now. Maybe we should go get Karen.

  But no, we probably wore that poor girl out. It's a wonder if she's able to fucking walk in the morning. Besides, I wouldn't mind some alone time with Daniel. Make up for all the times that we never saw each other.

  We just stand there, looking into each other’s eyes, and it’s like time has stopped around us, as if we’re in a reality of our own. I’m holding my breath now, my gaze shifting to his lips. The tension is building up in the air around us, and you can almost hear the electricity crackle and pop around us. It’s like a standoff - nobody wants to be the one taking the first step.

  Well, fuck it.

  I lean into him, slowly, and I brush my lips against his. My eyelids droop as I feel his mouth on mine; before I know it, I’m pushing my tongue inside his mouth, running it in soft circles and savoring him. My hands go to hips and my heart starts racing fast. I know, we’ve fucked before, but this time it’s different: now it’s all in the open. There are no more secrets or unspoken words - we both know what we want, and there’ll be no pussyfooting around it.

  Boiling blood is already making its way to between my legs, and I can feel my cock becoming as hard as a fucking slab of concrete. I slide my hand around his waist then, stretching my fingers wide and laying my palm over his crotch. His shape is already tenting his boxer briefs, but I can still feel it grow against my fingers as it becomes harder. I always thought I was the shit because of my big cock, but my stepfather matches me inch by inch. Maybe that’s why I feel so fucking attracted to him - genius recognizes genius, and all that fucking jazz.

  We’re still kissing, our tongues dancing around one another at a frantic pace, and it seems that. with each second we keep doing it, the desire I feel right now grows and grows until I almost lose my fucking mind. I curl my fingers around his cock, feeling his thickness
pulse steadily against me, and I start moving my hand up and down, stroking him over the fabric of his boxers. Thank God he’s almost naked right now - it’s going to save me some time.

  “Fuck, Colt,” he tells me as we pull back from each other, his cock hardening so much you could use it to rip diamonds apart, “I never thought I’d be this hard for a guy.”

  “Well, I’m not just any guy,” I tell him, grinning, and then place both my hands on his chest and push him until his ass is pressed against the kitchen counter. Taking one step toward him, I close the distance between us and press my body against his, taking my mouth to his neck and biting down on his skin. He groans, the sound of his deep voice making its way toward my brain and making me even crazier for his cock. Tangling my fingers on his hair, he then pushes my head back and I just look into his eyes, feeling all that coiled lust inside of me ready to spring free.

  “You know why I couldn’t sleep?,” he says, placing one hand on my naked chest and sliding it down to my abs, feeling their ridges and deep carved lines with his fingertips. “I was thinking of this,” he continues, moving his hand over the hem of my basketball shorts and flattening the palm of his hands over my cock.

  “Now you can do more than just think about it,” I tell him, and there’s a flicker of unrepentant lust in his eyes.

  “That’s right,” he whispers, pushing me back so that there’s enough space between the two of us. Never taking his eyes out of mine, he lowers himself until his knees are on the tiled floor of the kitchen. “I can do so much more.” Hooking his fingers on the hem of my shorts, he starts pushing them down my legs slowly, only stopping when the fabric drops to my feet. I step out of the shorts holding my breath, my cock so fucking hard it’s a wonder I haven’t passed from lack of blood in the brain.