Epilogue – Mandy
“Man, I can’t believe Franklin finally bagged Belinda,” said Carl, sometime after the party had wound down. “Good for him.”
“Bagged. Sounds so crude,” I said. “But that’s you, Carl. Always a little rough around the edges. And it seems as if Franklin isn’t the only one who bagged Belinda. And we’re not the only one in a relationship like this.”
“Yeah, well, I respect people that see what they want and go for it. Right Clayton?”
“It’s the only way to live,” agreed his brother. “And we know you like him crude. Speaking of going after what we want, well, about that surprise. C’mon.”
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“The roof. It’s a clear night and there are going to be lots of stars.”
We walked up to the roof of the building. Clayton was right. The sky was full of stars, which was appropriate on a magical night.
“Okay, this surprise,” started Carl.
“You mean you being both inside me wasn’t enough of a surprise?” I laughed. “Brr, it’s a little cold up here.”
Clayton and Carl both simultaneously offered their coats. They both put them on me. What the hell. Might as well be extra snug. Carl and Clayton both got down on one knee and withdrew ring boxes from their pockets. I couldn’t believe it.
“Are you two serious?!” I said aghast. “We just met!”
“Like Carl says, we Plemmons boys see what we want and take it. We want you.”
“I’ve never felt—well, we’ve never felt a connection to anyone like we do with you, Mandy,” said Carl. “It’s not an easy thing for me to admit. And don’t think for a minute I’m going soft.”
“One thing you’re not Carl, is soft!” I laughed. “Are you guys sure? I mean, the three of us can’t really get married.”
“We’ll go to Mexico,” assured Carl. “Anything goes down there for the right price. I mean, it won’t technically be legal here, but who cares?”
“We’re not much for the rules,” added Clayton. “But it’ll count in our book and that’s the only one that matters—not some official one. So what do you say, Mandy? Marry us?”
“What can I say? I’m with the two most wonderful men in the world! Yes!”
I put the rings on. They sparkled like the stars. I kissed my men and they kissed me. This was love. This was safety. Caught up in the moment, we continued to kiss.
“Take me,” I whispered. “Take me right here.”
Carl backed me up to an air conditioning unit and I sat down. He unzipped his pants and let his massive cock out. I could feel Clayton reaching under my skirt and pulling down my panties. He slurped hungrily at my increasingly wet pussy. I took Carl’s hot cock in my mouth and teased it with my tongue.
“God damn,” he said breathlessly.
It was cold, so I used their coats to buffer myself against the metal of the air conditioning unit. Fortunately, my dress provided easy access. Clayton stood and Carl knelt down in the gravel to lick at my awaiting pussy. I took Clayton’s rod into my mouth and sucked and licked it. I wanted these two cocks. I needed these two cocks.
“Oh, yes! Yes!” I gasped. “Fuck me, please! Fuck me, boss!”
Carl stood, whipped out a condom and slipped it on in one quick motion. He started fucking my pussy, while Clayton grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth. I loosened my throat as much as possible to accommodate his huge, throbbing manhood. I was erupting inside and gushing out of my pussy. Orgasm after tiny orgasm kept welling up inside me. I never wanted it to end!
Without a word, Clayton and Carl switched positions. Clayton put on a condom. I bent over the air conditioning unit, which was a little lower than waist high. It gave Clayton perfect access. He grabbed the back of my hair and started fucking me. Carl shoved his hot cock into my mouth and I greedily swallowed it.
“Yeah! Yeah!” I said, my mouth full of cock.
Clayton was grunting. He was a lot like his brother once the sex got going. Animalistic. Feral. Untamed! I pulled Carl’s cock out of my mouth.
“Now! Both of you. I want to feel both you inside my ass and pussy.”
By now, we were experts. Clayton got under me and I backed my ass right on his rock hard dick. Carl rushed right around to fill up my pussy.
“Yes!” I squealed. “Fill me up! Oh, God. Clayton. Carl. Fill me.”
The brothers changed their rhythm, one going in while the other going out. I could feel Carl’s big balls slapping against my pussy as he plunged in and out again and again. Clayton was lifting me up by the hips. Up and down on his magnificent cock. I could feel the cocks pulsating inside me. Their heartbeats aligned with mine. This was perfect. These were my loves and nothing would ever separate us. Carl was on the verge and I stopped him.
“No, don’t cum yet,” I insisted.
I pulled off of Clayton and got down on my knees.
“Cum on me, both of you,” I demanded. “Cum all over me!”
The boys whipped off their condoms and immediately began jerking off right in my face. I opened my mouth, ready to accept their seed. Clayton erupted first, gushing over my face and mouth. I licked up his delicious cum. Carl then finished in an explosion of white, almost filling my mouth. Both were moaning in pleasure.
I took both cocks into my mouth and licked up every drop. It was manna to me. Manna from the two men I loved. Carl offered me a handkerchief for the drops of semen on my face, but I waved it off, wiped it with my hand and then licked my fingers.
“I can handle you both,” I said, swallowing. “This is true love.”
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