“How are you feeling?” Tony questions from across the couch. He massages my feet, making me moan lightly at the feel of his hands working out the tension in my feet. I'm currently laying on the couch with my feet on Tony's lap. Or, should I say I'm laying on Nick? He lays beneath me, his arms wrapped around my waist as Insidious plays on the large flat-screen TV. We aren't really watching the movie. We’re really just laying here, content with being in each other's presence. I'm still recovering. The twins had fucked me countless times, in tons of different positions, and didn't stop until I blacked out. Like, literally blacked out. Antonio's cock was pistoning into me so hard while Nick's cock fucked my mouth. I could feel my pussy clamp around him so hard he couldn't move, and my orgasm crashed into me so hard I began to scream incoherently. Then, blackness. He literally fucked me so hard I lost consciousness. Of course, he freaked out. He didn't know I was just fucked that good by
We keep going, moaning and kissing and making slow love to each other until finally, finally, we both reach a climax. I moan loudly when I finally reach mine, my pussy clenching around his hard cock. My juices flow out of me and onto his lap, no doubt soaking the couch beneath him. Tony reaches his climax as I'm still riding mine out, his cock suddenly erupting into me as he groans loudly. He throws his head back onto the couch, still catching his breath, while I lean my forehead against his chest. “Fuck, I think this was my favorite time fucking you.” He says in between labored breathing. I laugh against his sweaty skin. “Really? Even more than when I let you fuck me in that dressing room when we went out to buy more underwear?” He chuckles beneath me, the vibrations shooting straight to my core. Immediately, he pushes me away from his chest to look at him. “You still want more?” Blushing, I go to pull him out of me. “Sorry.” Before I can take his still hard cock out, he pushes
I start the load, making sure to put in on the longest setting. That bedding has been through a lot. We change our bedding frequently, practically daily. But even then I feel it’s not enough. The amount of sweat and cum that all of our bedding has to deal with. God, I am so fucking glad I forced them to get a waterproof mattress protector. The twins didn’t care, claiming they were excited to fuck up their bed. But I did not share the same excitement. Especially since they are now obsessed with not only making me cum several times a day but also making me squirt. As I said, the bedding has been through a lot. Heading out of the laundry room, I enter the kitchen and open the pantry. My stomach has been a bit upset, so I decide on a light breakfast. I take the peanut butter jar out of the pantry, along with the bread. I toast a few slices of bread and then I pull out a plate and butter knife and slide the peanut butter over the bread. As I take small bites of the peanut butter-c
It feels weird being in the twins office without them here. Its like its their own safe space, like their sanctuary. I know it might be odd, but i can always see a difference in them when they are here. Rounding the desk, i sit in the chair and go to enter the password to the computer when the stack of papers on the edge of the desk catch my eyes. Am I being pranked right now? I look down at the thick stack of papers staring at me from the top of the desk. Petition for divorce. What the fuck is going on? Do the twins want a divorce? I must be tripping. There is no way that they want a divorce from me. They love me. I pick up my phone and dial Antonio's number. I just want to hear his voice, hear him tell me that this was all a joke, that the papers in front of me aren't meant for me. That I’m not looking at a divorce petition. That they don't want a divorce. That they do want me. That they do love me. That I’m enough for them. I just need to talk to them. But A
Why would they do that if they didn’t love me? Because this was nothing more than a joke to them. I am nothing more than a joke to them. They’ve made themselves very clear that they are monsters. That they were capable of doing the most violent things. But I didn’t believe that. Yes, they were definitely into some weird sketchy shit. But when they were with me, it was like they were different people. It was like they were something better, something more. Something that they were meant to be all along. I made them better. But yet I was not good enough? How the fuck does that even make sense? I stand up, deciding to wait in the living room for them. I take a seat on the couch, tucking my knees to my chest and leaning on them. It's already after seven. The twins can't be gone for too much longer. We can have the talk that they clearly want to have, and then I can leave. I won't make it a big issue. I'll just leave. I won’t ask them for anything. No money. Nothing. No
I peek outside to see one of the night guards standing stiffly by the door. He doesn't even look at me completely. Instead, I notice his eyes peek at me through the corner of his eyes. “Hi, excuse me. I'm the twins' wife, I'm not sure I have introduced myself to you yet. I'm never awake at this time, so I haven't had a chance to meet the night guards. My husbands went out drinking today, I guess. And now they are too drunk to go up the stairs on their own. And I am definitely not strong enough to get them both up the stairs on my own. Do you think that you can help me get the twins upstairs, please?” The guard clears his throat slightly. “I apologize, ma'am. But I am not allowed inside unless it is an emergency. Their orders.” “I get this isn't like a life or death kind of emergency, but I do know that this is important. And I'm pretty sure the twins would rather you help me than not help me, right?” “If I'm being honest, I'm not sure that I'm willing to risk my job. Or my life, f
I grab a blanket and exit the room, closing the door behind me. I head down the stairs and head into the living room. I lay across the couch, willing myself to get comfortable. But I can't. What the hell am I going to do now? Here I have one twin telling me how beautiful I am, while the other is crying about them being monsters and doing something to her. Who is her? Is it Sara? Why does this even matter to me? We are getting a divorce. They want a divorce. This is the last night I will be spending in this house. And it won't be in the same bed as them. I tossed and turned all night on the surprisingly uncomfortable couch. I used to think this couch was so fucking comfortable. That I would be able to sleep on it with no problem. After all, every time the twins and I would sit on it, to watch movies, to talk, to eat, it was so relaxing. Clearly, I was fucking wrong. I guess sleeping on it isn't the same when it is just you. I guess sleeping on it isn’t the same when your mind is
I am always wet for them. I can not control myself for some reason. It's always been like that, ever since the very first day that I met the twins. I have never had control of my bodies reaction to the twins. I'm thoroughly convinced that either one of the twins could sneeze and my pussy would get wet. Even now, when my heart has been shattered by the both of them, I can not help myself. Fuck, why can’t my body just agree with my stupid fucking mind? I should not be reacting to them this way, especially when I’m very aware of how much they no longer want me. I should be disgusted at the thought of them seeing me naked. After all, clearly, they don’t get the same kind of excitement from me as I get from them. Clearly, they do not want me. If they wanted me, if they fucking wanted me, they would definitely not be filing for divorce. Who the fuck files for divorce out of the blue like this? We were fine. We were fucking fine. We were in love. I told them I was in love wi
After my shower, I dry off and throw on one of the twins shirts that they had packed and brought with them. I leave my hair down and just brush through it, deciding to let it air dry. I have no doubt that the twins will make me at least one more shower by the end of the night, anyways. I forgo my panties as well, knowing there’s no point. The twins always have me a soaking mess within moments. Leaving the room, I stride into the hallway, ready to walk to the kitchen to get started on the cupcakes. I stop, however, when I see Nick and Tony standing in front of each other in the living room. They are fully dressed, shoes and jackets thrown on.They look grave, and worried. “What happened? What’s going on?” I ask, walking near them and stopping just two steps away from them. They share a look before Nick turns to me. “I’m sorry, Caroline. I know we were supposed to hang out the rest of the day, and then go to the house tomorrow so you can get comfortable with Sara. But she just ca
I breathe through my mouth as i suck.He groans loudly, his legs tensing underneath me. I pull away slightly, letting some of his cock out of my mouth until I'm back to a comfortable amount.But i dont stop sucking. And he finally cums, releasing deep into my mouth.Ropes and ropes of his cum fill my mouth, and I swallow every last drop.When the last drop empties his cock, I make sure to lick him clean as I pull away from his cock. He's breathing deeply, eyes shut tightly. But as soon as his cock is out of my mouth completely, he opens his eyes to look at me.“Fucking hell, caroline. That was amazing.” he strokes my cheek gently, his eyes full of admiration, before turning to nick. “The little slut deserves to be fucked now, brother.”And without hesitation, Nick fills me completely in one quick thrust. His cock is so hard that it is practically throbbing inside of me.“How are you still so fucking tight, caroline?” Nick asks, taking my hair from his brother.He wraps it around his
Besides his shorts, Nick is completely naked. When he pulls them down, his long, engorged cock springs out. It slaps against his stomach before standing straight out, and pointing straight at me.I bite my bottom lip, feeling my body come back to life and the raging hard on he's sporting. At the same time, I'm pulled back against antonios hard body. His hard cock presses against me, with only our clothing separating us.“Tell me, my gorgeous girl, do you still want to go make cupcakes?”Antonio breathes the words against the skin of my neck before placing a kiss against the soft skin there.I take a deep breath and shake my head. “You're trying to distract me because you don't want to make the cupcakes with me.”The both of them laugh loudly. “Darling, if you want cupcakes, we can make cupcakes.”“Just let us fuck that sweet pussy first.”As Antonio says this, one of his hands runs down the front of my shirt and cups my mound through the shirt.“She's soaking wet, brother.”Nick smi
“Oh, right. I know how hard that was on you guys.” “Yeah, it really was. It pushed us back into that mindset. That we wouldn't be worth anything unless our business was thriving. Even though our business is set, we didn't believe it. We were scared to stop working. We thought it would change our worth.” Antonio takes my other hand. “Then we met you. And fuck, caroline. You changed us. You really fucking changed us. We love you so much. More than Rossi Inc. Way fucking more. We finally realized that no job, no business, would prove that we aren't our father. You proved it. To us, you proved it. We know now that we didn't need money. We didn't need Rossi Inc. We needed you. We needed the twins. We are ready to give it up now. We want to give it up now.” “You won't hate us for giving up on the business, will you?” nick asks, his eyes welling with tears at the thought. “Of course not, Nick! I love you guys for who you are. I dont give a fuck about the money, or the business, or any of
“Guess what?” Antonio asks, smiling down at me.We are currently laying down on my bed, cuddling. Nick is in my office on a conference call. After viewing the first house and deciding to get that one, we had gone to the grocery store before heading home. Nick had cooked us some spaghetti and we ate lunch before watching a movie together. After the movie, I had started preparing the food for the albondiga soup so it could thicken and marinate. Afterwards, I had declared that I wanted a nap, so Antonio and i had gone to my room to nap. Nick had joined us as well at first, but left after ten minutes when his phone kept ringing.Antonio and I couldn't sleep after that, so we have just been cuddling and talking.“What?” I ask, laughing and snuggling deeper against his chest.I move my head to the crook of his neck and place a kiss against his pulse.He swallows deeply at the contact before answering me. “Nick and I have been talking about potentially selling the company.”I pull away from
The walk through of the house took about fifteen minutes. On the first floor there is the foyer, which leads into the main office as well as the living room. The living room is an open concept like room with the kitchen, which has a large pantry next to it on one side and on the other a beautiful dining room. The living room also has a hallway it leads to. The first part of the hallway has two staircases. One leads upstairs, and the other leads into the basement. Also in the hallway is the first bathroom, as well as three of the bedrooms, which have their own bathrooms as large closets.There is also a door that leads out into the backyard. There is a large pool, and a hot tub right next to it. There is even an outside shower for rinsing off before going back inside.Back inside the house, on the second floor are the remaining four bedrooms. One of them has the
“I think that's a wonderful idea, my sweet Caroline.” Nick says brightly, smiling at me from the rearview mirror quickly as he pulls off of the main road we are on and turns down a side street into a beautiful suburban neighborhood.The houses here are very big, basically mansions. And there is enough space in between each of them to fit several small houses.There is lots and lots of trees, and bushes.He continues driving, and turns down a street before stopping in front of a beautiful blue house.It's a deep blue color, with a white outline and a white-gray roof. The property is huge, with a ton of trees surrounding it. There's a white gate that is open that leads into a winding driveway.“This hous
I laugh with him, and it turns into a moan as he thrusts his hard cock back into me fully.“Fuck, tony.”“I will never get tired of using this pussy. This pussy is ours, its mine and nicks. Right?” he taunts me, and lifts me off of him to lay down on the backseat with him on top. His cock stays inside of me the entire time.“Yes, baby. It's your guys. Only for you guys. I love your cock, oh my god.”I moan loudly as he thrusts in and out of me quickly. When one of his hands reaches down to flick my swollen clit, my eyes roll to the back of my head.“Please, Antonio!” I plead, begging him to make me cum.I feel the need inside of me g
Nick is standing in the living room, looking at himself in the mirror. He's dry, except for his hair, which is still damp. He had changed into a pair of jeans and a white tee shirt while i had gotten ready.“Where’s Antonio?” I ask, noting the bathroom light is off and there's no sight of him or sound coming from anywhere. “He's in the car. He wanted to make sure he wouldn't be the one stuck driving. He also made sure to put a bag in the passenger seat so you would sit in the back with him.”I laugh slowly at his antics. Nick smiles brightly at me and walks up to wrap his arms around my waist. He pulls me against him, and I wrap my arms around his neck.“You look so beautiful, baby. You're glowing.”He leans down to press a quick kiss against my lips before pulling away and leaning his forehead against mine.“I love you, nicholas.” He smiles, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them once again. “I love you, too, Darling.”“We need to get going. I don't want to be late.”He