Cast the Cards

Carey helped her get into position and flicked his tongue across her lips. The playful gesture earned him a lazy smile. Her eyes fluttered open.

“You’re clean baby. Time to get out,” Clark whispered.

Her body tensed and uncertainty flickered in the depths of her eyes.

“Don’t be nervous. We’ll go slow. Has anyone ever fucked that luscious ass of yours?”Carey asked.

“N-No.”

“Good. I like the thought of being your first.” He slid his hand down between them and circled her entrance with his finger. “Relax baby. We’re going to make it good for you.” He pushed inside, savoring her gasp and the tight grip her muscles had. Meeting Clark’s gaze over his shoulder he nodded. His brother knelt down and explored her rosebud with his tongue.

“Oh!”

“No part will be left untouched tonight, Vannah. Do you like how his tongue feels?”

“Y-yes.”

Her eyes grew fever bright. He continued to work her from the front, thrusting inside her slick passage as Clark readied her ass. When she began to thrust back against Clark, he knew she was prepared.

“Are you ready to feel just the tip of his finger inside you?”

“Mmhmm.” She whimpered. “Ohhh.” Her breathy response made him pound her pussy harder, wishing it was his dick.

“You’re doing so good, baby. I’m doing to press inside you now… relax, don’t tense.”

Carey nipped her bottom lip. “We won’t hurt you, baby, let him in, relax.” He hooked his finger, and her mouth opened in a silent cry.

“Now Clark.” He could feel his brother push in farther, sliding his finger halfway in and out.

“Do you feel us moving inside you, baby?” Clark asked.

“God yes, I’m so full.”

They worked out a rhythm alternating in and out. Her breath came in huffy pants.

“I’m going to add another finger. Stretch out this tight little bud of yours,” Clark said.

A deep guttural moan erupted. Her Pussy spasmed, locking him in a vise grip. Her body convulsed. A hot gush flowed down, dripping onto his fingers and his wrist. His cock strained against her belly. Ready to sink deep into her and find his release, he groaned.

“You ready to burn with us one more time?” Carey nibbled her ear lobe and she groaned.

“Yes.”

“Let’s get you out then.” He nodded to Clark who stepped out first, dried himself off, and grabbed a new towel to welcome Vannah with. Patting swiftly, they stumbled down the hall. Kissing and caressing, they rekindled the flames of desire that ran rampant between them. Inside the bedroom Clark fell back onto the bed with her on his chest.

Clambering up his body, she straddled him. “I want to feel you inside me, Clark. No more teasing.” She rubbed her pussy against Clark’s dick, and he moaned.

“I’ve waited so long for this, Vannah.” Clark’s voice shook. “Put me where you want me.”

She gripped his base and guided him home, sinking down. Connecting their lips, she rode Clark slow. Her plump ass bounced, beckoning Carey. He took the lube off the nightstand and coated his fingers. Circling her star, he spread the lube and slid in knuckle deep. She moaned. Clark’s hands came up to grasp her hip, keeping their pace as Carey worked deeper inside. Dripping more of the lube down the crease of her ass, he set a gentle rhythm.

“You ready for another finger, baby?” Carey asked. “Take him in your ass. Fuck him like you’re fucking me.” Clark’s whispered words made him grunt. She whimpered, nodding. He added a second finger, stretching her, scissoring, pulling out and pushing in.

“I can’t hold on much longer,” Clark warned.

“You ready to take us both inside you, baby?” Carey kissed her shoulder and placed his tip inside.

“Shit, you’re even tight