Cast the Cards

“Make yourself comfortable. We’ll be there in shortly.” Clark met his gaze over her shoulder.

“I like this side of you, Clark. I’ll be waiting, don’t take too long. I might start without you.” Putting extra sway in her step, she disappeared down the hallway.

“You ready to get the bag?” Clark asked.

“Yes.”

“I’ll be right back.”

I knew his mode of transportation would come in handy.

A quick trip to the local naughty store had gotten them everything they’d need.

Clark reappeared, black bag in his hand. “Ready, bro?”

“Oh yeah.”

They walked into the room that’d always been theirs growing up. She’d pushed their twin beds together, turned down the covers, and splayed her beautiful body across the center. Stripped bare, she dipped her fingers into her glistening pussy.

“You weren’t kidding about starting without us. Spread those legs wider. I want to taste you.” Clark ran a hand down her thigh, gently rubbing as she complied. Moving back, he shed his clothes.

“She’s addictive.” Following his brother’s lead, Carey stripped and moved to the side of the room to set their things on the side table. When he turned back, Clark had his face buried between her thighs. She clutched at his hair, mouth open, and eyes at half mast.

Eager to join the fun, Carey sank onto the bed beside her and slid his hand down her body to join his brother’s mouth. He pinched her clit. Her body bucked.

“Oh God!”

“Are you going to come for us? Spill into his mouth so he can drink down that delicious nectar.”

“Yes!”

“Fuck her with your tongue, Clark. Get her ready for our cocks.”

Holding her body down with his arms, Clark complied.

“Oh, oh!” Tension stiffened her muscles. Her legs locked around Clark’s hips, and she toppled over the edge. Clark slurped her down and pulled back, bringing his finger to his mouth.

His brother lifted his head and they shared an unspoken message. Playtime is over. Rising from the bed, Carey went to the bathroom with items he picked from up from the nightstand, and turned on the shower.

Right now Clark was taking the lead. He deserved it considering how long he waited.

They’d clean her. Get her ready to take both of them, and claim her together. He looked up a few minutes later as Clark walked in with a content Vannah in his arms.

“Are you ready to get cleaned, baby?” Carey asked.

“Mmmhmm.”

Carey stepped into the shower first, and Clark placed her inside too, facing her away from him. Her warm body rested against Carey, a welcome weight he supported. He kissed her neck.

“Having fun?” Carey asked.

“Yes.” The contented whisper made his heart swell. This is going to work.

He kneaded her breast, capturing her lips in a kiss as he made love to her mouth. Their tongues touched, gliding together in slow, rhythmic moves he felt straight down to his cock. Clark stepped inside the shower, opened the rosewater bath gel, and squirted some into his hands. Soaping down her front, Clark paid attention to the curves of her body. Her muscles jumped and Clark continued his massage. Carey wrapped an arm around her belly to keep her stable.

“That feel’s amazing.” She rested her head against him, surrendering herself to their care.

“I’m glad you like it. Time to rinse off.” Clark stepped back, allowing the water to bead down and rinse away the suds. “Now turn around baby.”