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All the Best Men: An MFMM Menage Romance by Cassandra Dee (38)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Melanie

 

I gasped with shock. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. I mean, my twin stepbrothers had pretty much admitted that they were running a porn distribution outfit, complete with producing original content. It’s just that we were family. And what did that mean, “taking off my clothes for them”?

As if sensing my unspoken question, Stryke continued.

“We make a lot Melly,” he said gently. “It’s all legal, everyone’s legit, no underage girls or any shit like that. But it involves sex … lots of it,” he added.

“Do you mean dancing at the Donkey Club?” I asked tremulously. I had no problem with that, that’s what I’d originally intended after all.

“Yeah, that, but maybe a little more, too. If you’re into it, that is,” said Saxon gently.

I looked between my brothers, their blue gazes so penetrating yet warm at the same time. I could feel myself flushing, my core heating, moistening in the vicinity of these two alpha males.

“What exactly were you thinking?” I asked softly.

“Nothing specific just yet,” said Saxon vaguely. “Let’s just get to the tryouts,” he added.

I’d been ready for this. “Shoot,” I said, mentally steeling myself. I was prepared to answer any questions they had up their sleeve.

But my brothers shared an amused glance.

“Melly,” said Sax gently. “We need you to take off your clothes … because we’re going to fuck you, hard.”

WHAT? WTF? My shock must have shown on my face because my brothers chuckled.

“Baby, it’s pretty standard in the adult industry to do live auditions. We have you on tape playing with a toy, but we need to get you on film with a man. And Sax and I, we do our own auditions,” said Stryke, his voice playful.

Holy shit! The dildo hadn’t been enough? What had I gotten myself into?

But Sax ran a soothing hand over my hip and said, “We’re not so bad, are we? Lots of other girls have no trouble at all,” he said silkily.

And fuck, that was the thing. I was so turned on by my brothers, the thought of the illicit touching, licking and kissing, that I felt myself melting. I wanted to do it. I wanted to have sex with them, feel them all over my body, in my body, maybe even in my ass. Perhaps I was just fooling myself, but I found myself nodding, meekly adding, “Sure, so long as you guys help me with my tuition?”

My brothers shared an amused glance before Stryke smiled, leaning over to give me a deep kiss.

“Honey, you’ve got a four-year all expenses paid ride if you cooperate,” he growled deep into my throat.

And I gave up to the warmness of his caresses, his big hands trailing my curves, worming underneath my heavy sweatshirt to touch my breasts, grazing the undersides before jiggling them tantalizingly.

“Baby, you’re built just right,” he whispered in my ear. “The Double D’s, the wet cunny, you’re perfect for the camera,” he breathed.

And it made me feel so confident, so female, so good. With a mewl, I let my brothers pull my sweatshirt off, shaking my breasts free, and then pull the tight jeans off my legs, stroking my long, golden pins as they were revealed. Finally, I stood before them in a tiny pink bra and panty set, the moisture seeping from between my legs, a dark spot visible at my crotch.

And my brothers were fixated on the sight.

“Dance,” commanded Sax, and I started gyrating obediently.

Running my hands through my hair, I gave them with a smoldering gaze, running my tongue over my lips, picturing their dicks in my mouth, their cocks in my cunny. Slowly, I reached around to unfasten my bra, letting it pop free, my girls spilling out. That’s one of the things about being a curvy vixen – we’ve got mountains and valleys in all the right places, no anorexic model-types here.

Once my boobs were free, I shook them right and left, letting them jiggle, my tits bouncing up and down, the creamy flesh like smooth vanilla mounds. Tantalizingly, I ran a finger over the areola of one, then the other, circling those deep pink nips, watching as my brothers’ eyes hardened with lust, their bodies like rocks as I pranced seductively.

Keeping full eye contact, I lifted one of my tits to my mouth and licked the nipple, before doing the same with the other.

“Ohhh fuck,” groaned Sax. I could see the material at his groin twitching and I giggled a bit, smiling seductively at him.

But Stryke wasn’t to be outdone. He unzipped his zipper and a massive twelve-inch cock popped out. I almost stopped dancing, I was so shocked at the size of that dong. I mean, I’ve had sex before, but twelve inches? I couldn’t take that in my cunny, it was going to be pure hell.

As if reading my thoughts, Stryke smiled at me, devilishly licking his palm before lubing up that monster, rubbing his hand up and down. And oh my god, my cunny started loosening, gushing with anticipated pleasure, eager to straddle him and try.

But I wasn’t done dancing yet. Slowly, I turned around and bent over, pushing my ass out for them to see. My butt cheeks are my crowning glory. They’re firm and round, squeezable but not saggy, with just the amount of heft to make men cry. I shook my hips, making my ass bounce up and down before swaying right and left, the meaty flesh yummy and tasty.

Finally, I began edging my g-string off. I have to admit, this was a delicate maneuver. I was so wet by now that the material was completely soaked through, the pink fabric so drenched it was stuck to my lips. Slowly, slowly, I eased the lace over my hips, pulling the string away before removing the tiny triangle.

And this is where I got them. I know they’d been expecting me to dance around nude some more, but I wanted to give them something special. Without dropping eye contact, I brought the lace to my nose, sniffing gently, before running my tongue against the crotch of my panties, licking my own pussy juice.

“Mmm,” I murmured, batting my lashes seductively. “Delicious.”

Slowly, I began eating the g-string, slipping the material into my mouth, moaning as I gagged myself with my own cream. My brothers watched raptly, not even beating their dicks now, they were so fucking mesmerized by the show.

“Fuck she’s a whore,” ground out Stryke.

“Fuuuuuck,” was all Sax could manage.

And they were on me in a flash. Both my steps were naked in a New York second, their male physiques perfect, all tanned, toned flesh, carved like wood. They spun me around and pushed me down so that they could inspect my cunny from the back, running their big fingers through my folds.

“Fuck, she's perfect,” said one.

“Tastes fucking good,” said the other, as he slurped his fingers, sniffing that aromatic female cream.

And with a thrust, one of them shoved his dick into my cunt. I screamed at the penetration. I didn’t know which of my brothers had done it, but this was the biggest dong I’d ever ridden in my teenage life, and it literally lifted me up in the air, it was so huge. I struggled and squealed, impaled like a roasted pig, trying to edge down a bit, willing my twat juices to flow, helping me lube this monster.

“Shhh, shhh,” soothed a male voice, hands reaching around to fondle my breasts, tweaking my nipples and squeezing that creamy flesh. “We’ll help you take us sister, all in good time.”

And I squealed again, still squirming on that donkey dong, but calmer now. The initial penetration had been shocking. I was totally stuffed and full, although I knew I hadn’t taken anywhere near the entire shaft, and I moaned lustily, reaching my hands back to part my butt cheeks, inviting them in for more.

“That’s it,” one of them chuckled, and the dick edged in further, exploring my vaginal channel, making me moan and toss, my little pussy used and abused.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I shuddered beneath them. Just when I thought the dick was all the way in, I felt something probe at my lips.

Looking up, I glanced into the sky-blue eyes of Stryke, and he smiled at me, gripping my chin.

“You’ve done so well with Sax in your bottom, you think you can fit my fuckpole in your mouth?” he rumbled.

I nodded helplessly and Stryke smiled, reaching a finger into my mouth to pull out the wet g-string, the fabric utterly soaked from saliva and female cum.

“Now that’s my type of girl,” he remarked, inspecting the lingerie before dropping it on the floor, probing again with his penis. “Open,” he commanded.

And I did. Reader, let me tell you, it was the best cock I’d ever tasted. Stryke’s man meat was musky, hot and heavy, the skin soft like velvet coating steel, the rod pure strength and arousal. I moaned lustily, my cunny squeezing Sax, and he ground out, “Fuck, pussy feels good when she’s got cock in her mouth.”

Obediently, I let Stryke feed me his dick inch by inch, stifling my gag reflex, not caring that I must have looked a mess, saliva pooling in the corners of my mouth and dripping down my chin to hit the floor in wet spatters.

“That’s it,” he murmured, stroking my hair as his dong disappeared between my lips. “Keep going,” he murmured.

And soon I was airtight. I had two massive twelve-inchers buried in my body, one in my oral cavity and the other in my puss. I’d never felt so filled, plugged in every way, stuffed yet feminine. It was a new me, and I reveled in the experience.

“Fuck me, fuck me,” I tried to say, but it just came out as an “Mmph! Mmph!” around my brother’s cock.

But they knew what I was trying to say and began a rhythm in my body, syncopated at different ends, stuffing me in and out, treating me like a total fuckslut.

And I loved it. A tremor built in the base of my spine, weakening my knees, and if I hadn’t had two cocks spearing me on both ends, I probably would have collapsed because the tidal wave came at once. With a muffled shriek, I shuddered and shook, my cunt clenching down on Sax’s shaft while I sucked with renewed fervor on Stryke’s cock.

“Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!” I mumbled without abandon, the men’s heaving and pumping growing in intensity. With no warning, the dicks burst in me simultaneously, emitting sweet, hot man milk, spraying my pussy walls with fertile, hot seed while pumping viscous ejaculate down my throat. It only enhanced my orgasm, and I shook even harder on their poles, my body vibrating like a metronome gone crazed, rippling with waves of pleasure as I came again and again.

As we recovered, I heard Stryke exclaim, “Fuck she’s a squirter!” as he looked down at himself. And I smiled because I knew it was true. I have the unique ability to ejaculate, my pussy spraying its female juice, and I wouldn’t be surprised if his thighs and abs were now coated in my cum.

“Mmm, we’re lucky then,” growled Sax as he pulled his dick from my mouth, watching as the semi-flaccid pole emerged, drenched in saliva and sperm. I coughed slightly, my throat sore and dry, but it was totally worth it because that man meat had tasted good.

“Girls who can spray are at a premium,” murmured Sax as the last of his dick came free, dripping wetly onto the floor. “Baby, you’re going to be one of our stars,” he rumbled, stroking my hair as I struggled to stand, my holes gaping, achingly empty all of a sudden.

“It’s a lot of money, sister,” added Stryke, grinning as he wiped himself clean. “Trust me, you’ll love it.”

 

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