What’s happening with me? Since I've been back home, I’ve been wet around the clock. And I can’t control this feverish state of lust. It’s impossible. First Daniel, and now Colt… I’m going insane.

The moment he pressed his lips against mine I knew there was no turning back from this. I know; this is my fault. I teased him; I drove him to the point of no return… And now I have to deal with the aftermath. And you know what? I’ll do it gladly. Oh, you have no idea how gladly.

Growling with desire, Colt takes his hand to between my thighs and flattens his palm there, pressing hard. Reacting by instinct, I do the same, taking my hand to the growing hardness between his legs. I look straight into his eyes, squeezing his hard cock with my fingers. So far, so good; Colt seems to be packing as much as Daniel. Now I just need to find out if he knows how to use it.

“Fuck, you’re driving me fucking crazy,” he growls at me. Before I can think of a snarky comeback, he presses his mouth against mine, holding my head with his hand on my neck. I part my lips, allowing his eager tongue to wrestle against mine, his fingers rubbing my pussy over the fabric of my tight yoga shorts.

I start to get wet fast, the fabric sticking to my skin as he rubs on it over my pussy. Suddenly, he lets go, both his hands flying to my collarbone and then grabbing at my sports bra. He tugs on it, pushing both straps down my arms, and a shiver goes up my spine as I feel the cool air of the basement gym kissing my hard nipples. He sure doesn’t want to waste any time.

He keeps pushing the fabric, his eyes widening with an insatiable hunger as they wander through my naked chest. I tangle my fingers in his hair and then yank, pulling him into my chest; he goes there willingly, kissing the skin between my tits as if I’m the last woman on Earth.

I grab his hair hard, keeping him in place, and motion him to go where I want him to. I can’t help but let a moan cascade out of my lips as he wraps his hungry lips around my right nipple.

First my stepfather, and now my stepbrother… What kind of devil am I turning into? To think that not that long ago I was pissed about Zach cheating on me. Well, that’s the wheel of life; it just keeps on turning.

I push Colt back harshly, grabbing at his shirt while I turn around and pull him after me. I walk across the room as slowly as I can manage, my sure footsteps matching the steady beat of my own heart. Halfway through the gym, I stop dead in my tracks, the bench where Colt was working out calling to me.

I turn on my heels, pulling Colt after me as I head to the bench. A foot away from it, Colt decides to take the lead; he grabs me by the wrists and, with insatiable lust burning in his eyes, grabs my shorts and pushes them down my legs with one sudden yank. I fall down onto the bench as the fabric flies off me, my juices dripping down from my pussy and onto the seat.

His crotch is right in front of my face, his cock pushing against his underwear and shorts as if it were a steel rod. I’m actually half surprised that his shorts aren’t tearing apart. Well, I can help with that. I press my hand on his crotch; his cock is pulsing furiously against me, and I slide it upward toward the hem of his shorts. My eyes never leaving his, I start pulling them down slowly, his cock pressing out against my knuckles as I go.

Let’s see what you’re hiding under all these clothes, Colt.

I grab his underwear, pushing it down his legs in one swift movement. His cock jumps out at once; it’s thick, a small web of blue veins around his unbelievable length, and it’s pulsing with unbridled desire. To say that he’s huge is putting it mildly; seriously, how lucky am I? Two gigantic cocks in such a short time? Did I win the lottery or something?

“You’re one of the biggest I have ever seen,” I smirk at him, curling my fingers around the root of his shaft. He almost growls at me as I say it; Colt can’t take a backhanded compliment, and I can tell the gears inside his testosterone-filled brain are already turning, trying to see if I’m comparing him with our stepfather.

He’s right. I am indeed comparing the two of them, just not in the way he thinks. I’m comparing them because they’re both on the same level. These two have the biggest cocks I've ever seen in my whole life. Right now, I couldn’t be gladder to be sharing the house with them.

I start stroking him, taking one hand all the way up his length, and then making the same climb with my other hand. I go like that for a while, tugging on his member with both my hands in a flowing motion. His hips rock slightly forward, telling me how he yearns to put his hardness inside of my mouth.

That’s a good thing too, since I want to taste him as well.

I let my hands go up to his stomach and I grab at his shirt, pushing it up his torso. He does the rest, raising his arms and pulling it over his head. I hurry down to his shorts and boxer briefs and push them down to his ankles. Before he can step out of them, I grab him by the waist and move as fast as I can; I go up to my feet and then push him down onto the bench, forcing him to sit. He grins at me as I go down to my knees, taking his sneakers off and throwing them to the side; he kicks off his shorts then, and I take a whole second to marvel at the perfect naked man sitting down so close to me.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I lean into him, parting my lips and taking the tip of his cock inside of my mouth. I feel him exhale in pleasure, and I flick my tongue against his tip, circling it with soft and deliberate movements and tasting his pre-cum. His hands go to my head and he pushes me down with an almost anxious eagerness. I don’t even bother resisting his pressure; I want to feel that thickness of his inside my mouth, and I don’t want to wait for it.

Going down his length, I push myself as hard as I can, straining to fit him all inside of my mouth. It isn’t easy, but I do my best; I only pull back the moment I feel my lips touching the skin at the base of his cock.

Wrapping my fingers around his thick mast, I start bobbing my head up and down, flicking my tongue at his cock as I suck on it. His breathing is growing rougher with each bob of my head and I up the pace, stroking him while I suck.

“Fuck, Karen…” he breathes out. Letting go of my head, his fingers slide down my neck and he bends over, his hands going around my waist, caressing my inner thighs. I push my knees slightly apart, allowing him to place his hand on top of my pussy, one finger of his immediately finding the way to my clitoris. He doesn’t waste time; with his cock lodged deep inside my mouth, he slides one finger inside of me and starts to move it in and out and a furious pace. I sway my hips as he does it, my throat vibrating with a moan that can’t escape my lips because of his massive cock.

I like his fingers inside of me almost as much as I relish having him in my mouth. But there’s something else that we can do, something better than the awkward position he’s in right now, slumped over so that he can reach me..

I grab his hand and make him take his fingers out; then, I pop his cock out of my mouth and, going back up to my feet, I just go for his shoulders and push him down. Hesitant, he sits down on the floor and I push him back until he’s lying flat on the floor.

“Let’s see what you can do… brother,” I tease him, placing my feet by the side of his head. I start lowering myself, ready to sit down; realizing what I’m about to do, he grabs me by the hips when I’m within his reach and pulls me into him, his mouth fitting right below my dripping pussy. I ease myself down softly, allowing his tongue to part my folds and jab in and out of me quickly, one hand of his going around my waist and pressing down on my clitoris.

With my pussy on his face, I lean forward, grabbing his cock and pointing it straight at my mouth. I let it slide inside of me in a hurry, his burning flesh rolling over my tongue hastily. I suck on him as hard as I can, cupping and caressing his balls with one hand. Even his balls are huge; it seems like I’m playing with tennis balls.

I try to focus on what I’m doing, but it’s harder than it seems. He keeps flicking his tongue at me, thrusting with it and then sliding it all along my slit, all while he rubs on my clit with the dexterity of a man who knows his way around women.

We’re pleasing each other with our mouths; my pussy in his mouth, his cock in mine, and it’s absolutely amazing. God, and to think that our stepfather’s cock was inside my mouth not so long ago... Thinking of that only makes me sway my hips against his face harder, all the muscles in my body tensing up as a nocked arrow.

Just like that, I take his cock out of my mouth and let a high-pitched scream tumble out of my mouth and fill the whole room. I grab his knees hard, arching my back as a jolt of mind numbing electricity runs through my spine. I’m coming hard and, God, he doesn’t ease up. He keeps licking me, his fingers hooked on my hips and keeping me in place. I tremble in ecstasy like a madwoman until I can’t take it anymore; I roll to the side, closing my eyes and breathing hard.

“Tired already, ‘sis?,” I hear him say, and I can almost picture the mocking grin he has on his face. I open my eyes and turn to him, and yes, there it is, that smirk of his.

“I don’t even know what tired means,” I jab back at him, narrowing my eyes while my lips curl upward into a mischievous smile.

“We’ll see.” He goes up to his feet, pulling me after him, and then pushes me down onto the bench, forcing me to sit. Before I can even catch my breath, he has me lying down. My legs are parting before my rational mind can even process what’s happening, Colt fitting right between them. Grabbing his cock, he leans into me and rubs its fat head against my pussy, slapping it down against my clitoris in a way that makes me bite down on my lip.

I buck my hips at him, but he keeps on rubbing his cock against my folds, each coming and going motion of his placing the tip of his length deeper inside of me.

“Are you sure you want this?” he teases me, whispering against my hear. “I’m your brother, after all.” Oh, I know what he’s trying to do, but I’m not going to play his game. I nibble at his ear, tracing its contour with the tip of my tongue.

“Stepbrother, Colt,” I whisper with a wicked smile, lacing my legs on his lower back; I pull him into me with such harshness that he has no other option but to sheath his cock up to the hilt inside of me. I grit my teeth, trying not to scream as his thickness strains against my walls. “My stepbrother.”

“I had no idea you were this wicked,” he growls, straining against my hold and pulling his cock out before ramming it all the way in again. Well, Colt, I guess you’re starting to know who your stepsister really is …

With one hand under my neck and the other holding me by the waist, he starts to thrust at me furiously, his thickness completely ravaging my inner walls. God, even after fucking Daniel I still can’t get used to how mind bending it feels to have a cock so large and thick inside of me. Where have these two men been all of my life? They’ve always been around, of course… But so far away at the same time, kept away from me by society's standards of decent behavior. Screw that.

He fucks me mercilessly, his cock pounding into me so fast and hard I can’t even tell if it’s coming or going. And who cares about that anyway? All that matters is that it’s inside of me, right where it belongs.

And oh my God.

His cock. It’s so big. It’s touching me inside.

Everywhere that Daniel was. Everywhere that he pushed, Colt is applying pressure.

Every nerve that Daniel stimulated is firing again. This time because of Colt.

My brother is conquering all the parts of me that Daddy claimed so recently.

I can’t hold on much longer. My mind is going blank, each thrust of his choking down all rational thoughts on my brain; it doesn’t take long for my body to start burning up, a river of volcanic pleasure coursing through my veins in boiling ecstasy.

“Oh God, I --” I stop mid sentence, a scream erupting out of me as I climax again, my legs letting go of him and flailing in uncontrollable ecstasy. I scream and moan, my muscles feeling numb as electric pleasure starts to pool inside of me, filling me up to the brim.

Colt stops thrusting, and I feel him pulling out of me, oh, no, we’re not done here yet. I summon all of my strength and lock him in place with my legs again, forcing him deep inside of my pussy. “More, more!” I cry out.

He grins at me, and I can see that he’s as crazy as I am right now.

“More it is, then,” he whispers, ramming his cock inside of me so hard I can’t help but scream again. Like a machine, he starts pounding me at a frantic pace; I’m lying back, just bucking my hips at him, and I can already feel drops of sweat pooling on my forehead. He keeps it up, his rhythm an endless crescendo; the man is like a machine, completely unable of understanding the meaning behind the word “tired.”

Soon enough I’m screaming hard and making my throat grow sore, fireworks going off behind my eyelids and blinding me to the whole world. Two orgasms in rapid succession, and he still keeps going? I’m a lucky girl.

I let him pull out of me now, my fingernails scratching at the thick ropes of muscles on his back as he stands up. I can’t get tired of him. I motion to grab his cock, but he just grabs me by the hand and pulls me into him; he grabs me by the ass and, lifting me, picks me up from the floor. Reacting by instinct, I wrap my legs behind his back and place both my arms over his shoulders.

“Did Daniel fuck you this hard?” he asks me; he wants me to tell him that no, he’s the best that I’ve ever had, but I’m not giving him that satisfaction. He might know about what happened between our stepfather and I, but I don’t care; I’m a grown woman and I don’t have to apologize about anything. It’s not like I could pick between the two of them anyway. I just wish I could have both of them.

“Are you going to fuck me or keep thinking of Daniel?” I snap back at him, fully knowing that I’m driving him completely crazy. Without replying, he eases me down and lets his cock push against my inner folds, his length sliding inside of me slowly, each inch of his feeding into me in the most delicious way.

This is how you tame a beast as wild as Colt; you show him who’s in charge. A man like him gets to fuck every woman he wants to, and he has them at his feet before and after. But I’m not just any woman: I’m Karen Astor, his stepsister, and I’m done with taking a secondary role. After what happened with Zach, I’ll never submit that easily. I don’t care if it’s Daniel or Colt; I’m as capable of being in charge as any man.

With his hands cupping my ass, he makes me bounce up and down on his cock, his rock hard biceps glistening with sweat as he holds me. I rock my hips back and forth too, relishing the feeling of his cock rolling over my folds and piercing me with the fury of an exploding star.

I buck my hips harder and harder, both my hands running through his hair and disheveling it. I let my legs ease up their hold, and I move them slightly lower, right over his ass. Still with his cock in me, he goes down to his knees and, like a leopard during heat, I claw at his pectorals and push him down to the ground. I grab his hands and take them to my breasts as I start grinding against him, bucking my hips furiously while never allowing his cock to slide more than an inch out of my pussy.

I throw my head back and close my eyes, savoring the moment while Colt squeezes hard on my nipples. Taking a deep breath, I lean into him, long locks of hair falling down my shoulders, and he raises his head toward me; I lower myself even more, allowing him to wrap his lips around one aching nipple of mine. He sucks tenderly, nibbling at it with the right amount of harshness. It seems that Colt can even make an art out of nipple sucking; how in the world can he be this perfect? And why does he have to my stepbrother?

I bounce up and down, my ass cheeks slapping his thighs over and over again, the sound of flesh on flesh making me purr with delight. I lift my knees then, planting the sole of my feet on the floor by his side, squatting down on top of him as the tip of his cock presses against my G-spot. I jump on top of him in a fever, drops of sweat running down the middle of my back.

With a lazy smile on my lips, I look into his eyes.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I breathe out, getting up and allowing his cock to slide out of me. I turn my back to him and, swaying my hips almost too lewdly as I go, I walk across the gym and go straight to the wall. I simply face the wall, planting my hands there and jutting my ass back, waiting for Colt to follow after me.

I don’t have to wait long; he stands up with a devilish smile, and closes the distance between us, his hard cock still glistening with my juices. In two wide steps he’s on me, swatting my ass with the back of his hand. He slides his long fingers under my ass cheeks, caressing the crest of my wet pussy and getting it ready for the grand finale. I can’t wait for him to completely demolish me and send me spinning down into oblivion.

Colt grabs his cock and, after pushing its fat head under my ass and against my pussy, he hooks his fingers on my hips.

One thrust. Just one thrust and he has me screaming like a banshee. He pierced me so fast and so harshly that I felt long flames of a blinding fire travel up from my pussy toward the base of my skull. My skin is all prickled, my body shuddering out of control.

He fucks me hard, there’s no other way to put it. He fucks me like every woman should be fucked, at least once in a lifetime. I don’t know for how long he does it; time seems like such a petty concept when someone is fucking you like this, but by the time I come to my senses, it feels like all of my muscles are being prickled by thousands of small needles of intense electrifying pleasure.

“OH GOD!” I shout out, my body convulsing as I come hard. Body, mind, soul—everything in me has been obliterated by Colt’s relentless cock. Hell, I want nothing more than to let myself fall to the floor and collapse from exhaustion; but I have a responsibility: I can’t let a man who has fucked me like this leave with a complaint lodged between his lips. No way.

His cock slides out of me in a single movement and I turn to him. I don’t even give him a second; before he knows it, I’m on my knees, my lips wrapped once again around his cock. I move my head as fast as I can, my tongue savoring the taste of my own pussy, matching that rhythm with the stroking of my hand.

It doesn’t take long.

He grabs my head harshly, the muscles in his body bulging as he grunts hard, the sound of it almost like a threat. I pull my head back fast, getting ready for what’s about to come, and I mean that pretty literally.

He cums like a fountain, semen gushing out of him in an endless torrent. I open my mouth wide, allowing thick strands of it to fall straight on my tongue, coating it with that salty and manly flavor of his. I look straight into his eyes, enjoying his look of pure delight as his cock keeps twitching hard in his hand, his white juice splattering all over my face and tits.

With his teeth gritted, he keeps holding his cock while it gives its final spasms.

He takes a deep breath, finally taking his fingers out of his cock, but I don’t allow him any rest: I reach for his hand and, grabbing it, I pull him down. His eyes widen in surprise, but he joins me down on the floor all the same, kneeling in front of me.

Without giving him enough time to react, I lean into him and press my cum-coated lips against his. He doesn’t react at first; he doesn’t pull back, but he doesn’t reciprocate either, but then he starts warming up.

Slowly, he runs his tongue between my lips and forces them open. Cum drips down my chin, and I feel drops of it making their way down my neck and toward my tits. And that’s when Colt pushes his tongue inside my mouth, running it in fast circles and scooping up his own salty cum.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” he whispers in a barely audible tone, and my mind almost explodes as I look at the way his lips move, thick drops of cum glistening there.

“You better start believing it,” I whisper back at him, tangling my fingers in his hair and pulling him into me. I force him to take his mouth right between my tits and, not wasting a second, he climbs the curve of my right breast with his tongue and then wraps his lips around my aching nipple. When he moves from my right nipple to the left one, my eyes are already closed and I have my head thrown back.

A slight moan leaves my lips and Colt uses his tongue to lick my skin dry, carefully tracing the contour of my body until his mouth finds mine once more.

We kiss again, our lips gently brushing against one another as a pleasant warmness takes over my body.

“You’re insane, ‘sis.”

“We’re insane,” I correct him.

And, oh, it feels so good to be this insane.