“I’m open to anything.”
“I think you’ll like it, and if you don’t, I’ll stop.”
She gives a nod and I go in for a kiss.
Darian overheard our conversation and finds my pants to retrieve the small bottle of lube he saw me tuck into my pocket at home. Back at the bed, he discreetly passes it over to me as he lies down on the other side of Lorraine. He turns her toward him and kisses her, soothing her with long caresses.
We trade off kissing her, giving her time to rest and recover from her earlier encounters. When things start to get heated, Darian rolls on a condom and presses into her as they lie face to face.
I resume playing with her backside, using a slick finger and working with more intention, taking the time to get her good and ready. She stiffens when I press my finger in further, and I urge her to relax.
“We don’t have to do this tonight,” I say. “We can wait for another time.”
Lorraine shakes her head. “No, I want to do it tonight.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do.” I slide my finger out and back in, reminding her to breathe. When her body relaxes, I repeat the motion, working to stretch her opening as I do.
When I feel she’s ready, I lube up my cock and swirl more of the slick stuff around her opening for good measure. Her breath catches again, but I see Darian shift, and I know he’s working to help her relax, probably playing with her clit.
Sliding a leg between hers, I open her further and stroke the tip of my cock over her back opening, until she pushes toward me, letting me know she’s ready for it.
It’s a tight, tight fit, but I take my time and when the head finally breaches her rim, she takes a sharp inhale.
“Doing okay?” Darian asks her, and she nods.
“Does it feel good?” I ask.
She’s quiet, and I keep still inside her, letting her adjust. Finally she nods again as her body relaxes further. She’s ready for all of me. The first part is always the hardest.
I’ve been so focused on her comfort that I haven’t been thinking about my own experience, but as I push in the rest of the way, I can’t contain a groan. Her channel is squeezing me so tight. I need to keep still for a minute for my own self control.
“I feel so full,” Lorraine says, her voice filled with wonder.
Through her thin inner walls, I can feel my brother moving in her, slow and steady, and I start to move too, timing my thrusts so that I retreat as he enters.
Both of us stroke our hands over her body. Darian drops kisses on her forehead, her cheeks, and her lips, as I slide a hand down her back, slick with sweat from the heat of our bodies. Intuitively, my twin and I gradually increase our pace, rocking her body between us, her breath coming in quick little bursts.
“Can you come for us, baby?” Darian says, his fingers twisting one of her nipples.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she says, a word on each breathy exhale.
“Come for us, babe.” I exchange a look with my brother and then I stutter my pace, pressing inside her at the same time he does. Two strokes like that, and a tug on her hair, and Lorraine mews out a desperate sound before she stiffens and shudders between us and all around us, the waves of her pleasure multiplying ours.
I watch her, blown away by her response to us, and the response she triggers in us.
Darian meets my eye again, and I know he’s thinking the same thing. In perfect sync, we both let go, both of us pumping into her, both of us letting go deep inside her, both of us making her ours.
35
Lorraine
I lie there between Darian and Dante for a good, long time. It was intense. It was something I never imagined I’d do, and it turned out to be incredible.
I didn’t think I’d be able to come, because at first I was nervous and self-conscious and too much in my head, but they relaxed me, and their voices are like some kind of magic, making me come on command.
I appreciated Dante not pushing me, but if it was going to happen, I knew it needed to be tonight.
This one perfect night.
I soaked in every detail I could, every muscle, every movement, every look, and every bit of pleasure. I’ll never forget any of it.
This night is going to fuel my future fantasies forever, and I need to appreciate it, rather than be sad about it.
I’ll be alone after tonight, but I won’t have any regrets, and I’ll have memories of more bliss than I ever expected to experience.
“That was amazing,” I say, and then I sit up and find Leo and Troy and repeat it. “Amazing. Thank you.”