“They’re not allowed to say,” I answer. “Now, turn over.”
The look of surprise on her face triggers my animal instincts. I love to listen to her gasp. I love the startled, primal look on her face that turns quickly from alarm to desire.
She does as I ask, slowly shifting her weight so that she rolls onto her belly. I push her skirt over her milky thighs, exposing the curves of her buttocks. Cal joins me in pulling her panties down.
“You’re going to love this,” I assure her as I generously moisten my fingers in my mouth.
Kneeling in front of her, I take one thick thigh in each hand and pull her to the end of the bed. Her gasp arouses me further as I gently separate her ass cheeks to expose her tight, pristine hole. The puckered flesh is a pretty pink-beige and it contracts slightly when I first swipe at it with my tongue.
“Yeah,” Cal sighs as he sits on the edge of the bed, his eyes intense. With one hand he fists his dick as he watches me start to eat Opal’s beautiful little asshole.
I can feel the tension in her thighs quickly releasing as pleasure begins to overtake her. It is plain to me that no one has ever done this to her before, and I am thrilled to be the first. I knew that she would love it.
And she does. Soon, I spear that tiny hole with just the tip of my tongue, and she begins to bounce back against me, urging me deeper. Her moans rise to fill the room and I place a single finger against her throbbing, wet pussy. I want to eat her ass until she comes, but I know that I can’t. It is so tight that it seems to suck me in every time she pulses back toward me. I want my cock in there. The need overwhelms me and I rise, pausing just to slide the head of my cock against her wet, gleaming hole.
Wordlessly, Cal nods his authorization. Not that I would have let him go first, but it is nice that he acknowledges it.
Opal twists her head back to look at me over her shoulder. With her ass in the air, so open and ready for me, I fear I am going to come before I get inside her. Yet I know the exquisite sensation that awaits me. I nudge against her opening, shifting my weight to bear forward slightly. It is the perfect height and angle, with just a ring of tight tissues separating me from the hot sheath behind it.
Surging forward, I continue to charge the entrance. I don’t want to go too fast, but I can’t wait any longer. Finally the tension allows me to slide past it, then immediately constricts again and holds me tight just behind the head of my cock. I bounce against this, thrusting gently but firmly until her ass begins to suck me in deeper, quickly taking my full length.
Suddenly Cal shifts, lying flat on the bed and sliding beneath her. I feel the pressure of his cock against mine as he enters her pussy. Opal moans desperately, submitting to the insane sensory excess of two brothers, plowing both of her holes at once.
My mind goes white with bliss as I fill her tight hole, synchronizing with Cal to fill her almost to splitting before we pull back, then plunge inside again. Both of us, together, with just this beauty between us. We could go on forever, twin pistons on some insane machine from the future, but the pleasure that builds between us is too much.
Finally I can’t wait anymore, and unleash my load deep into her body. Cal hilts himself inside her and roars as he comes simultaneously.
When I withdraw, my seed leaks out a bit, mingling with Cal’s on the dark bedspread. I grab a towel from the adjoining bath and dampen it, taking my time to leisurely clean her, soothing her stretched flesh.
“That was… amazing…” she sighs vaguely, her voice far away.
Cal strokes her hair, tucking it behind her ears. He glances at me, smiling and at ease. And I find myself smiling back.
Chapter 18
OPAL
Somewhat awkwardly, I try to sit down for the dinner, hyper aware of the stinging numbness in my flanks. At first, I was certain that all of the staff were giving us funny looks, but Irving assured me that they were doing no such thing.
As the dark-haired woman brings a plate of steaming lobster and her companion rearranges my silverware, I think Irving might be right. No one seems to know about the incredibly hot sex we just had.
I almost want to excuse myself to call Tabby and tell her all about it.
Gingerly I shift my weight, tender and feeling a bit loose in my joints. I could never have imagined what two men inside me at once would feel like. I would have said it was impossible. And yet, there we were. The moment that Irving told me to roll over onto my belly, my heart was gripped with fear. And yet, something told me to try it.
But as his tongue did things to me I’ve never even imagined, I felt my body come alive. I needed more, and more, and then Cal was ready. He was ready to give me the rest of what I needed.
Somehow, I made room. Somehow, my hips and pussy found a way to accommodate both of their thick, beautiful cocks. It was beyond incredible, the kind of stimulation you can only get this way.
But even sweeter was when Irving went to get a washcloth to clean me. With his characteristic scowl, he lovingly parted my folds, wiping away every trace of fluid, leaving me feeling fresh and relaxed.
The look in his eyes now is different. We have crossed a threshold, I know. The way he looks at Cal is different too. We have gone together, beyond where any one would have dared me to, just last week. But now, I know it is right for us. Feeling extraordinary just feels so completely right.
Drops of butter escapes a morsel of lobster, gleaming on the plate below. I want to eat it, but I also want to savor this moment. Just the way it is, everything is perfect. Here I am on a yacht, on a private island, corded and fucked into oblivion by two of the most beautiful men the world has ever known.
It’s a fairytale.
“You don’t like lobster? I can have them make you something else.”