CHAPTER ELEVEN
After their second sex of the morning, Brianne returned with the twins to the roof to collect her robe and shoes from last night. The household servers brought them breakfast by the pool, and once they were finished, the brothers escorted her back into the house for a bath.
The three of them bathed together in the large sunken stone tub just off the master suite. With their bath done, Conran and Donar laid towels on the edge of the tub and put Brianne down on the towels with her feet still in the water. “You first this time,” said Donar, both twins climbing back into the tub. Conran parted Brianne’s legs, lowered his face between them, and began to eat her out.
Brianne slipped into a zone of bliss, a state in which she was ever more aware that she would be spending much of her time from this point forward. Running her hands through Conran’s hair while she let him take her sex fully in his mouth and suck it deeply and French-kiss it, she gave herself fully into the feeling of it, and into a future stretching out before her, a future filled with the beautiful, perfect, and unending carnality of these two brothers.
Every lick of Conran’s tongue on her folds and her bud, every flickering of his tongue tip and every sucking on her bud, was a promise of ceaseless joy every day and every night. While sucking her bud, he stroked his fingers up and down the curtains of her entrance, showing her how much he wanted to be there and letting her feel how much she needed him there. Then his mouth left her lady parts and he kissed his way through her bush and up her abdomen until he loomed fully over her.
Conran put his loins between her legs and moved into the wetness that he had just devoured and caressed, and there, with Brianne leaning back from the edge of the tub onto the towels on its edge, Conran put his torso down on top of her bosom and moved his prong smoothly inside her.
Donar sat beside them, dangling his legs into the water, and watched his brother hump Brianne. He took in the looks of both of them, lost in that blissful place, and smiled, looking forward to his turn. Conran’s back muscles flexed, his powerful arms holding Brianne tightly, while his buttocks made a steady and eager rhythm of pumping.
Brianne embraced him, clutching at his muscles, releasing sounds of sex-drunken joy at the fast, deep strokes of his member inside her. Conran took her mouth in kisses of abandon, kisses almost as wet as her inner reaches in which he thrust his piece so passionately. Donar took one of Brianne’s hands from Conran’s back and held it. She squeezed his hand, transmitting into his body just a small portion of the absolute pleasure that Conran was pumping so hard and fast and deep into her.
Conrad moaned out loudly: “Uuuhhh… Uuuhhh… UUUHHH…!” And the moment hit him. A jet of white wetness shot forth from the head of his tool into Brianne’s womb. He kissed her again, a steaming kiss, and held himself in her until he was completely spent—for the time being. In a post-orgasmic daze, he pulled out of her and sank back down into the water, cooling himself off from the combustion of his sex, leaving Brianne’s legs open for his brother.
Quickly, Donar climbed down into the tub again, taking the position that his twin had just held. Brianne, ever hungry to be penetrated again, pulled him down over her and wrapped him up in her arms and legs, letting him sheath his hard and eager staff inside her. His kiss muffled her moan of renewed bliss, and while Conran sat watching from behind them, Donar pumped her with the same lustful abandon. Conran watched his brother’s ass rock back and forth and his brother’s balls press against Brianne’s mound while his shaft moved deep inside her.
He watched the flexing of Donar’s muscles and listened to the rapturous sounds they made together. Never had the two of them enjoyed any female, their own kind or human, as much as they enjoyed this one. And never had they sensed any female enjoying them the same way. Watching Donar madly screw Brianne, Conran wondered if their constant sex could keep her on Lacerta forever. He was not averse to trying, and neither, he sensed, was his brother.
Donar began to hold his erection all the way inside her with every stroke, pressing his crotch hard against her and grinding himself against her love bud, making Brianne wail and whimper loudly at his literal screwing. “You are so good,” she gasped. “You are so good… I don’t want to stop… I don’t want to stop…”
Her bliss at having his pulsing hardness driving in and out of her made Brianne ever more drunk on the feeling. Her senses dissolved into a haze of ecstasy in which his pumping and pounding became like another, stronger heartbeat inside her. The feelings of him rubbing against her most pleasurable place hurled her up into a vortex of growing pleasure, until she went flying into the stars with another climax. Her cry of release triggered Donar’s own release.
Holding his long, thick member all the way in her and pressing his crotch against her as if to fuse them together as one body, he emptied his balls into her, inundating her depths with his flowing seed. He collapsed on top of her and they panted together, ultimately satisfied.
They climbed back down into the water with Conran for one last soak. Together, the three of them played at rubbing water onto each other’s body to cool off, knowing the cooling off would not last long. In the end, Brianne sat between them, her hands under the water playing with their man-hoses while the two of them played with her breasts. With a soft sigh, she mentioned, “Aren’t the two of you missing your morning flight right now?”
“Who says we haven’t been flying?” replied Conran. “I’d say we took off pretty well with you right now.”
“Agreed,” said Donar. “I practically went into orbit with that last one.”
“We ought to take this out to the terrace now,” said Conran. Kissing Brianne’s lips, he said, “We like to sun ourselves after a morning lay.”
Kissing Brianne’s neck, Donar added, “With you there, of course, that’ll mean another morning lay.”
“Of course,” Brianne grinned.
The brothers stood up, displaying what she would soon be receiving again, and helped Brianne to her feet. They all climbed from the tub again and toweled off, then made their way outside to continue their morning and all the delights it would bring.