Quadruple Sext (Accidental Stepbrother 5)

I held my hand out to Daniel and he came to me. There was no argument, no claims or disappointment. They’d meant it when they said this was about me, about sharing pleasure, not just taking it. Good.

“Please, Daniel. Will you be my first?” I asked it softly, feeling a little ridiculous, but the moment seemed to call for the words. I wasn’t sure exactly what drove me to choose Daniel over the others, other than there was something about him that made me want to please him. Like he needed it more than the others, that little bit of specialness.

They all kneeled around me, the offering to their pleasure that I was. But it was my pleasure that came first, even now. Michael was at my head, and he leaned over to kiss me. He kissed me until the passion itched inside my veins all over again and I pulled my feet up. I was displaying my nether regions to Daniel but didn’t care. I had to move, to twist with the strength of all the things I felt as they raged inside me.

Three of the brothers took their turn kissing me, nothing more, just kissing me, as Daniel waited at the end of the box-like table. I reached for each one, took turns with each one before I’d move on to the next one. I couldn’t decide whose kiss I preferred. They all kissed similarly, perfectly. I breathed each one in, which only made that tingle of need beneath my skin tingle even more. It was euphoria come to life.

Each brother had a task, a task he concentrated on deeply, as they all shared the one thing, they all wanted… me.

I didn’t think about it too hard, I was too fascinated with learning the feel of a man, of each man, too delighted with the things they made me feel, to think right now. Tomorrow, or the next day, maybe I’d think about it, but for now, all I did was live as these brothers shared me.

I jumped when I felt Daniel’s hand on my right foot. I looked down as I pushed Adam’s face away so that I could see what Daniel was doing. Adam moved away without protest and I watched Daniel’s left-hand slide up my right leg. The touch moved my legs apart, spread them wider, as his body followed his hand.

I think I held my breath or forgot that breathing was necessary for life because I felt something swell in my chest and the world went almost dark. I took a sudden breath when his hand reached that place between my legs. That slick place that burned with an internal heat I didn’t know I could create. Not until they touched me, that is.

I felt like my pussy was soaked and he must have agreed because his eyes went incredibly wide. “You are very excited, Nicolette. I want a taste of all of that delicious juice you’ve made for me.”

His body came up over me and I let my legs fall to each side of the table. His head came down until his breath was hot and wispy against my damp skin. My hips flexed to reach for that heat, to reach for his mouth, and I saw him grin at my eagerness. “So eager to be touched.”

His fingers reached out, smoothed down over my abdomen before the digits moved down. He used both hands to spread me open. His tongue came out and he gathered my nectar with one long lick that made my clit pulse back into sparkly life. “Just a taste, baby.”

I heard his whisper and whimpered with disappointment. Their mouths felt so good there, like heaven on earth, and I wanted to feel it all over again. I opened my eyes, to plead with him, but when I glanced up, I saw Michael’s face and felt something inside of me twist. He was in control again, Daniel might be the first to fuck me, to take my virginity, but it would be Michael that told him how to do it.

“Make her whimper like that again, Daniel. Swipe her pussy just one more time, brother.” He took my hands, pulled my arms over my head and I looked up at him, the twinge of need a powerful pulse inside me. I loved the way he took command of us all, even if it wasn’t exactly what I’d planned.

Then Daniel’s tongue slid from my entrance to gather my silky juices before it moved on to the button hidden in my folds, that place full of sparks and electricity. He lingered there, tongued the pulsating nub of flesh until I made the sound that Michael had waited for, a signal of something to him.

“She’s ready, Daniel. Fuck her now.”

Daniel moved up, to pull my hips up as my legs went around his waist, and his eyes looked down into mine. I don’t know if this was me sacrificing myself to them in some pagan display of sexual power, or if it just felt like I was, but I liked it. This was no real ceremony, but for us, it was. I was giving myself to them, and apparently, that meant a lot more than I thought it would.