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3RD POV
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A man stopped in front of the door, the moans and grunts of pleasure coming from inside attracting his full attention.
Luka swallowed, not mistaking those sounds for anything else in the world.
He questioned who in the family would be so reckless to do such things in there and at this time of the night.
Driven by curiosity, he tilted the knob slowly and quietly so that the click wasn't audible at all.
He held his breath as he pushed the door in slightly to create a crack just enough to peep through.
He was ready for anything, but not what his sight took in. 'Kally? Milan? What are they doing? Have they lost their minds?' He questioned, a feeling of cluelessness tormenting him. And yet, he couldn't look away or burst into the room to scold them.
His eyes unconsciously fixed themselves on Kally as she bobbled her head up and down Milan's cock while he gripped a handful of her long hair.
He continued watching them for about half a minute when all of a sudden, Milan thrust deep into her mouth and released one loud grunt, signifying his orgasm which flowed out of her mouth from the corner.
She pulled back, coughing a little as cum leaked from her mouth.
"Come here," Ilay's voice rang out, snapping Luka from his daze.
He breathed deeply and quietly, growing aware of the bulge in his pants from watching his sister-in-law suck his brother's cock while his other brother was there.
For a moment, he thought that they were cheating. But then again, cheating was a term used only between two people who love each other.
Kally turned around while still on her knees and smirked at Ilay's direction before moving towards him on all fours.
Little by little, she vanished from Lukas's sight.
He frowned straightening and pushing his head back to breathe. 'Why am I watching? Damn! How can I allow myself to be turned on by my sister-in-law?' Luka scolded himself.
As he pondered what to do next, someone pulled the door wide open, exposing him to the rest.
He froze for some seconds as his eyes met Kally's flirtatious pair. She smiled taking his hand. "Hello, Luka. Seems like today I get to taste all the brothers."
"Wha- No I don't- How-"
"You're being invited in. It'll be rude if you refuse," Ilay spoke up, gazing at his younger brother with a stupid face that had an underlying threat.
Luka swallowed, cursing his bad luck for getting caught.
"You three have fun, I'm getting out of-"
"Leaving so fast? Do you not know of any manners, hm? My wife just received your load, you should pay her back, right?" Ilay grinned terrifyingly at Milan, ordering him not to leave the room, with just his eyes.
Milan let out a defeated sigh and walked over to pour himself a drink while Kally pulled in Luka.
The door was shut, and the youngest of the brothers felt like his fate had just been sealed.
"What should I do with this one?" Kally asked looking back at Ilay as her hand caressed Lukas's face. "He feels terrified."
"Blow him." A firm order boomed, and Ilay's eyes hardened just like his cock which was twitching insanely.
He was pushing himself to see how much he could endure before he devoured her. Watching her blow other men was supposed to be entertaining, and it was, but, there was a tiny spot in his chest that was throbbing with something like... jealousy.
But it was still tiny, tiny enough for him to ignore it.
He looked at Milan. "Pour me some too."
Milan rolled his eyes but still did as told.
"Are you okay with this?" Luka whispered to Kally who was going down on her knees.
She looked up and grinned widely.
"This is all a fun game to me," she answered running her tongue over his crotch. What felt like a zap of electricity shot from his cock and up to his chest, almost giving him a heart attack.
"You don't have to do this," he whispered again, his voice a bit unstable from his growing arousal. He hadn't planned about this. But had imagined her sucking him off as he peeped earlier.
He had only thought about masturbating once in the privacy of his bedroom and make himself forget everything he had witnessed. But here he was, dragged in by his brother and his sister-in-law was pulling down his pants.
Kally gasped softly as Lukas's erection smacked her cheek when it was freed from the fabrics restraining it.
She stared at it for a few seconds and smiled at its size. 'Must be the genes,' she concluded wrapping her hand around it. 'Does this mean that their dad is just as big as them? Phew! Their women must love spending time with these cocks.'
She stuck out her tongue and ran it from Lukas's base and up until she touched his tip. His entire body shuddered. Why? Because the thought of being sucked by Ilay's wife was thrilling like eating a forbidden fruit and loving the sin.
Looking down at her head as she kissed and teased his cock only made him hornier till he forgot about his brothers who were busy drinking and watching them.
His mind filtered out everything and only focused on Kally whose mouth was now taking in his length inch after inch.
"How does she agree to do this kind of thing for you?" Milan asked swirling the drink in his glass, observing Kally intently.
Ilay chuckled. "What? Are you jealous?"
Milan scoffed. "What's there to be jealous of?"
"Me." Ilay grinned at his brother.
Milan scoffed again before gulping half of his drink. "You live the worst kind of life. Why should I be jealous?"
"Because I found something that you haven't yet."
His words piqued Milan's interest and was evident in his curious gaze.
Ilay gestured towards Kally and smiled. "Would you believe me if I told you that she's a virgin?"
Milan immediately choked, splashing out the little alcohol he had taken in his last little sip all over Ilay's face.
With a smile still stuck on his lips, Ilay wiped the alcohol using his t-shirt before pulling it off of him.
"That's a lie. Are you trying to-"
"Why would I lie? I'm not you, brother. I don't say words I don't mean nor tell lies."
But he did manipulate. And he did lie.
Ilay's words could not be trusted even if he was offering half his soul.
"Then how..." His attention went back to Kally and their groaning brother. "I get it now. You two don't share a shred of love do you?"
Ilay laughed picking his glass from the table before them. "You're correct. But if you dare touch her lips, I'll make you bleed more than you did."
Milan had almost forgotten of the cuts in his inner cheek. The pain had faded over the erotic experience he had gone through but worsened over the drink. It'd hurt later if he ate or drank something hot, but that was irrelevant, he just wanted to wrap his mind around what was happening.
The three of them hadn't been in the same room without tearing each other apart in years. This little get-together was all thanks to Kally. He planned on thanking her to the best of his abilities.
"One more minute!" Ilay announced, reminding her of the time limit to make Luka cum.
He then turned his head to Milan. "She's obedient but occasionally can be hella disrespectful. And I guess that's why I've kept her around."
"Are you telling me that I can have her if I want to?"
His question was met with Ilay's scornful laugh.
"You really think I'd let you or anyone else have her?"
Milan smiled at his younger brother. "Then you shouldn't have shared her with us because I might be determined to win her over."
They challenged each other with their eyes, stabbing and healing each other in their fantasies in a fierce battle that was interrupted by Lukas's stuff groan.
Ilay looked away first. "Looks like it's time to reward my wife... Kally? Come over here."
She tore herself completely from Luka who was still processing his strong orgasm and crawled on all fours to Ilay.
He handed her his drink and she gladly took it. She was yet to get used to swallowing cum and it disgusted her to a certain degree.
In a few gulps, she downed everything and put the glass on the table.
Ilay smiled and patted the space between himself and Milan.
Once she was seated between the two, Ilay gazed over her head at his brother. "Time to return the favor."
"What do you- Didn't you say you'd do it yourself?" Kally whispered flushed as Milan, without hesitation, came to kneel between her legs.
Ilay smirked devilishly cupping her face. He leaned down to her ear to whisper, "They ought to make you feel good just like you've done for them. I have better plans for you." He kissed her cheek just as foreign hands parted her thighs and rolled up the hem of her night dress.