9
Three Stepbrothers
Nobody moved for a good minute.
All I knew was that I was naked, with my stepbrother, legs spread, having just begged to be fucked. I must have looked like the most perverse, dirtiest girl in the history of our family, maybe even in the history of the world, and somewhere I could feel scandal ready to burst open.
Then Julian chuckled. He chuckled.
Very fucking funny, I thought as I started to pull my legs closed but realized Nathan was still between them.
A hair taller than Nathan, middle brother Julian was no slouch in the looks department, and neither was their third brother, Reece, who also stared down at me, his pupils dilating as he dragged his tongue over his lower lip.
I frantically reached for something, anything to cover myself with. But in our frenzy to undress, Nathan and I had flung every bit of clothing beyond arms’ reach, and with him hovering over me, poised to fuck my brains out, there was no covering myself.
So I was basically on full display for the two newcomers to the party.
“Fucking hot, guys,” Julian growled as he stepped forward, his hand boldly dropping to his crotch where he rearranged a nice sized bulge. “Little stepsister, Gigi. I always thought you were a hot number, but seeing you in action, in the flesh, well… you are incredible.”
Oh god. How long had they been watching?
And they thought this was hot? They were worse than I was.
We were all horrible.
Reece cleared his throat. “I remember liking you when we were kids, Gigi, but… you’ve only gotten hotter.”
Me? One of my stepbrothers liked me? And thought I was hot? Was he crazy? Sure, I’d seen them looking at me when we were teens, but I’d figured it was with disdain. It was why I usually left when they entered a room.
Which I’d thought had made them happy. The coolest guys in high school didn’t want a dork like me hanging around.
And now this?
Insanity must run in my family.
Or not…
Could I be, if not hot, then at least a little attractive? Just not in the eyes of the man I’d mistakenly married? These guys here, today… well, considering how they were looking at me, I felt sexy as hell as Julian and Reece cupped their erections, fire smoldering in their eyes. Maybe I could… I could have all of them if I wanted.
So dirty. And so wrong.
“Where the fuck did you guys come from?” Nathan growled, looking over his shoulder.
Julian gestured toward the direction of our rowboat. “Reece and I were getting bored and we had to get away from Uncle Charlie. So we grabbed a rowboat. We were just chilling and saw your boat, so we pulled in right next to it. And… there were some interesting noises coming from the woods, so we followed them. And look what we found,” he said, scratching his chin and laughing.
Oh what the fuck. The cat was out of the bag. They knew everything. They’d sure as hell seen everything.
I might as well continue my fun.
“Well guys, now that you are here, what do you think? You like what you see?” I asked, leaning back to give them a good hard look at my tits.
They nodded eagerly. “I’d say so,” Reece said. “Quite nice. Sorry about cock-blocking you, brother,” he said, slapping Nathan on the back.
Nathan narrowed his eyes at his brothers, then smiled, unable to fake being pissed at them. “That’s all right, asshole. Interrupt me anytime. Really. You can make it up to me later.”
I was about to see if they’d make it up to me right then and there. Why the hell not?
“You want some too?” I asked Reece, biting my lip and gesturing over myself. “I mean, if we’re going to break one rule, why not a few more?”