“Come on. Nap time.”
My stomach is full, my head’s clear, but, now, my dick’s getting hard. Bed and Olivia means only one thing. I wonder if she’s up for it. I don’t want to pressure her. We’ve been riding her hard this past week. The other night, Levi told me we should start taking it easy on her. She had been walking funny.
I tell my cock to stand down and follow her into our bedroom. She pulls back the sheets and pats my side of the bed. “Lie down.”
Her command catches me off-guard. In the past, Olivia has done what we’ve told her to do. No kissing, Olivia. We can’t do that. No, your hand has to stay above our waist. But now she’s ordering us around. It’s cute. I stretch out on the bed. The crotch of my jeans tents up.
“Sorry. Can’t help it.”
The corners of her lips quirk up. “Why should you be sorry? I like it.”
I watch with increasing interest as she shrugs off her robe and then climbs on top of me. My cock swells in excitement.
“I thought I was supposed to rest.” I grip her hips and pull her up so that her satin-clad pussy is directly over the ridge in my jeans.
“Duh. I’m helping you unwind.” She pulls off the silken nightie. One of her tits gets caught for a moment, and when it’s freed, it bounces lightly. Her hands come down to pull my T-shirt out of my jeans. I do a helpful crunch so she can pull it over my head.
“This is currently my favorite unwinding activity.”
She smiles. “I thought it would be.” I don’t help her when she tackles my zipper. It’s too enjoyable, feeling her fingers on my waist as she unbuttons the placket, feeling her knuckles graze my rock-hard cock as she works my zipper down. Nah, while she’s working, I slip my fingers under her panties and stroke her wet pussy. It feels swollen under my touch.
“Did Levi fuck you good last night?”
“Mmmhmmm.” She moves out of my reach as she tugs my jeans off.
“Where?”
“Right here,” she answers, climbing on top of me and settling her wet cunt on my bare dick.
I swallow a laugh. I’m not surprised. That shirt Olivia had on probably tormented Levi the whole game.
“I meant where on your body. Did he fuck your mouth?” I pull on her lower lip to wet my thumb. “Or did he take your pussy?” I push my thumb into her pussy as much as the fabric of her panties allow. “Or was it here? Did he take you in the ass?” I move my thumb back until it sinks into her tight, puckered hole.
“The p-p-pussy,” she says, suddenly all shy now that I’m asking her to say the words.
“Then let’s give the pussy a little break.” I twist the elastic waistband of her panties and jerk, snapping the delicate fabric in two. I shove aside the torn satin and lace and position my aching cock between her legs. “Slide down, baby. Slide down slow. I want to feel every inch of that wet cunt.”
She lowers herself, letting me guide the thick head of my shaft to the small hole. We both hold our breaths as she slides down my rod.
“That’s right,” I tell her. “Take it slow. There’s no hurry.” I breathe through my nose so I don’t come right away. Her ass is so fucking tight I always want to shoot my load the second my head’s squeezed by those fierce muscles. Plus, I want her to come, too. It always feels better when we come together.
I slide two fingers inside her juicy cunt. I can feel my cock on the other side of a thin wall of flesh. My eyes roll back in my head. I need her to be with me.
“Levi’s come still inside you?” I ask. “Your cunt still full of my brother’s seed?” I stroke her lightly.
She flushes, suddenly shy.
“I-I don’t know,” she stammers.
“Did you wash yourself?” She shakes your head no.
“Tell me what the two of you did.” I push my thumb against her clit. “Did he lick you here?”
She shakes her head again. “There wasn’t time.”
“That’s a shame. We’re going to have to take care of that later. What did you do? Tell me,” I demand.
She turns a deeper shade of red.
“He…we did it in the bed. He pinned me down.”
“Did what? What did he pin you down to do?”
“You know. Sex.”
“Did he take you hard? Work that aggression out of his system you put there?” I thrust my hips up.
“Yes,” she gasps.
“Did you cream all over his cock, Olivia? Did you come all over him?” I push her down another inch and curl my fingers against her G-spot.
“Y-y-yes,” she whimpers.
“Are you going to come for me? Are you going to flood my hand with your juice so I can lick it up while I’m blowing my load in your ass?”