I can’t help laughing. “No, it meansmy doe. It’s a French pet name.” I pause the pumping of her nipples. “Now, let’s take a look at our handiwork, huh?”
I take one of the small glass pumps from her nipple and moan. “Jesus fuck, Vani.”
Her soft tits and big, fat nipples have always turned me on beyond belief, but right now they look incredible. Wet, red, big.
“I need to fuck her while I suck them,” I say.
There must be a note ofdon’t fight me on thisto my voice because neither Zane nor Lex argues.
“You fuck her and do that, and then she can take me in the ass and Zane in her pussy,” Lex says conversationally, as if we’re talking about the weather.
“I don’t care so long as it involves one of you fucking me, and soon,” she whines.
Making fast work of unhooking her, I grab a silk scarf from the small drawer right beside the bed and tie her arms behind her back, so her tits are thrust forward, and she can’t use her hands to stop me from doing whatever I want to them.
I strip out of my clothes in record time, my cock comically hard and leaking, and get on the bed. I kneel, pulling Vaniastride me. Her thong is pissing me off now. It’s just in the way, so I rip it to shreds with a growl.
She lets out a squeak. “God,caveman!That thong cost a lot.”
“I’ll buy you twenty more and rip them off too.”
The pump is still attached to her clit, and I carefully remove it. Vani moans long and low when I do. I can see why. Her clit is swollen and deep red and protruding from between her lips.
“Fuck, baby, does it hurt?” Lex asks, his voice raw.
“Yeah, but it’s more of an ache. Like it needs… help. I think one of you needs to suck it. When Saint has fucked me.”
“Oh, God, yes, I will.” Lex almost pants.
He’s such a fucking pussy worshipper when it comes to Vani. Who am I to judge, though? I’m a slave to her tits, so I’m just as pathetic.
Lining my raging cock up against her wet, slippery pussy, I slowly push in. She whimpers as I groan, our sounds mingling. Movement to my right has me glancing that way to see Zane has pulled his dick free and is flicking the metal at the end of it while he watches us, transfixed.
When I’m deep inside Vani, I angle myself, once, twice, a third time, until I hit where it drives her wild. That spot deep inside her has Vani going off like a fucking rocket, and I want her to come so hard she’s shaking.
Her big, soft tits bounce with every thrust as I slam into her, and I can’t take my eyes off them. I sit up a little and suck one engorged nipple into my mouth.
Holy fucking mother of God. I still for a moment so I don’t shoot my load. Her nipple is so swollen in my mouth it fills it deliciously. I run my tongue over it, and she gasps, grinding down against me.
I know Vani doesn’t want kids any time soon, if ever, and neither do I, but I’d love to see her tits full of milk so I can suckle on her while her pussy ripples around my cock. I imagine hermilk flooding my mouth as my cum fills her pussy. It would be like we’re both giving and taking parts of one another.
I really am fucked in the head.
I let go of her nipple with an audible pop and lavish my attention on the other one. She thrusts her tit at me, pushing deeper into my mouth, grinding her pussy against me, soaking my lower belly with her arousal.
Fuck, I’m not going to last. I reach down between us, pushing my hand between our bodies so I can flick her swollen clit. It must already be so sensitized, as her reaction is instantaneous. She lets out a wail, tossing her head back, her beautiful hair flowing down her back, and explodes around me. She climaxes in big, strong waves, milking my own orgasm right out of me. My head spins, my body jerking with pleasure.
Holy fuck, I love this so much. I keep sucking her nipple as I ride out the orgasm and she writhes and cries out and then falls forward, her head against my shoulder.
Together, we catch our breath, our heartbeats gradually slowing, thumping against each other’s.
Gently, I lift her from me and untie her hands. Rubbing her wrists to bring the circulation back, I lay her out on the bed, and she simply floats, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed.
Turning to my twin, I wink at him. “I got her all warmed up. Your turn.”
CHAPTER 8
Zane
