"What the fuck is up with you two?" Milan asked while I settled on his lap, stranding his waist before placing my ass on his lifeless cock hidden by the towel. His damp hair felt soft and I couldn't help myself. Just let my fingers comb through it.
"Nothing much. We just like having an audience," I answered, my right hand caressing his face.
"I feel like I'm being used," he said with a little chuckle. "But I don't mind."
I smiled, forcing my mind to forget about the existence of the other two on the bed. I could have forgiven him for fucking just about anyone else in my presence except, for my blood sister. I had grown some resentment towards her in the weeks I had to stay by Ilay's side. I blamed her every time Ilay made me feel like shit.
This wasn't the life I had planned for myself. I had once dreamed about having a boyfriend, or maybe two or three before settling down. I had laid out my life and had looked forward to graduating from college and start working.
And, here I was, my darkness drawn out by the man my sister was once in love with.
Argh! It disgusted me whenever I pictured them fucking in the past. An image that Ilay wanted to bring to life tonight by drilling through Aya right in front of me.
Milan slid his hands to my waist and then slowly lowered them to grab my ass through the light night dress as he had in the kitchen. "I want to fuck you so badly Kally. I've never desired anything or anyone like this. And it's driving me insane because you don't feel the same way."
I giggled winding my hands around his neck and leaning closer to his face. "Then let's fuck and die together. Are you willing to take the risk?" I asked in a seductive whisper, intentionally brushing my lips along his cheek and jawline.
His body tensed up, his hands grabbing my butt while his cock struggled to poke me from down there.
Something more than lust washed over me as I felt a man becoming aroused so close to me. A feeling that made me grin evilly and begin to whine my waist slightly, just to stir his cock further. Milan moaned, his head cocking forward to rest his forehead on my shoulder. "I love how you tease me. How you make me chase after you. Is this how you charmed my brother?"
I giggled again, caring not if Ilay heard or saw just how much fun I was having with my back to him. I hoped he saw his brother appreciating my body the way he was supposed to and hoped he liked the view. Because I was determined that tonight, I'd lose my virginity. This was my rebellion for bringing my sister here and wanting to fuck her.
Milan shared his body heat through his bare skin, making me feel less lonely. It indeed did feel comforting, and when I was about to give more of myself to him, a hand suddenly grasped my hair before hurling me backward and off of Milan.
I cried out while Milan groaned a protest. But that was not enough to loosen Ilay's grip on my hair while he continued pulling me fully away from his brother.
"I told you you'd watch me tonight. But you're here ignoring me as you give your body to him without caring about any consequences. How bold, Kally!" He hissed my name.
"Hey!" Milan shit to his feet, his towel choosing to be left behind on the couch.
The sight of his fully erect cock was such an eye candy. I had the urge to go down on my knees and give it a good suck before permitting it to rip me apart tonight.
"Don't you have another one in bed? Can't you let me have Kally for tonight? It's not a big of a deal for you."
Ilay scoffed yanking my hair to make me face the ceiling and catch his gaze as he towered over me. "This is your plan?"
I grinned. "Why aren't you hard? Does my sister not arouse you?"
Ilay frowned as if he was preparing to wring my neck and cut me into tiny and unrecognizable pieces. "Don't make her wait. I'm sure she misses this cock of yours," I taunted grabbing Ilay's dick which only had a little life in it.
One stroke was all it took to have it enlarge as blood rushed through it... Just as I suspected, he was deeply affected by me. A little touch and his cock wanted to slash me up.
Even though I couldn't see Ilay's eyes clearly due to the red light in the room, I was certain they must have been dropping daggers down on me.
But what was unexpected was his actions. "You think you can talk to me as you please you little fucked?" He growled shoving my head forward along with my upper body.
Luck was on my side as Milan was there to receive me.
And just when I thought that he was done with me, his hand pushed the hem of the dress over my ass while his other hand me remain in my bent over position.
I tensed. The good and thrilling kind of tension that made melt blood boil and my pussy drip.
"What are you- fuck!" Milan cursed trying to pull me away from his psycho of a brother but Ilay's hands pulled my waist and ass backward, slamming my butt on his crotch.
I moaned unintentionally when I felt his hot shaft between my legs and rubbing on my hole and clit. Was he planning on...fucking me?
"I'll give this to you tonight you fucking virgin whore!" Ilay groaned pulling his cock. When he brought it back, he was pushing its tip in my opening with a pace that was in between gentle and careless.
Little by little, I felt his thick member penetrate me until it reached a small barrier that was supposed to be pierced for it to move forward.
"She doesn't want it! Not from you!" Milan interrupted pulling me by my arms. My face smacked on his abdomen, my mouth brushing his cock for a second and Ilay's cock sliding out to the entrance.
"So what?" Ilay retorted and snatched my waist. Like an arrow moving through the air, his cock ripped through the hymen and filled me up in an instant.
I gasped out loud from the sudden pain, my head bowing and my teeth grazing Milan's erect cock before my mouth covered its crown.
What the hell was this weird situation?
A threesome with brothers who were equally blessed with big cocks.
Ilay's heavy panting reached my ears as he grew still with his dick buried in the deepest parts of my vagina. Milan's groan from both pain and pleasure also got to me and fuck, they both sounded so overwhelmed with pleasure that they made my pussy clench.
And when it clenched, Ilay moaned out, cursing in Russian and his grip on my waist tightened.
I felt full. Full of Ilay's cock in my pussy and Milan's in my mouth.
"Oh shit!" Cursed Ilay as he slowly withdrew his cock before slamming it back in. The pain vanished in an instant, replaced by this indescribable sensation that was making my lower abdomen heat up and my clit pulsate.
It made me feel more alive and intoxicated than any make-out I had had before. Made me feel full as if I had eaten something with my pussy instead of my mouth. Fuck! My vagina walls couldn't stop clenching around his cock.
Milan's cock suppressed my moans which would have been loud as a pig's from whatever I was feeling.
Is this what sex was like?
Then how the fuck had I not been fucked before? How had I missed out on such pleasure?
While there was some pain from being stretched out by Ilay's thick cock, my body naturally ignored it and focused on the pleasure side of it which was far overwhelming.
Tears of euphoria dropped down my face while I bobbed my mouth up and down Milan's cock head to Ilay's thrusts which were getting rougher by the second.
They both groaned and spat dirty talk on me, but I was far gone in lust land to hear or understand a thing. All I could think about was how I would lengthen the night and have the two of them fuck me until my legs and pussy grew numb. That was how badly I wanted to be fucked. To be used.