I would love to give all the background that led to me writing this, but we are heading away for the day and I am already running behind!
I have a feeling this may turn into a series because let's face it, the background story is going to be rather intriguing. After all, how does a woman end up in a relationship with identical twin brothers?
For now, I leave you with Lanie, Blake and Logan... enjoy!
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Lanie stood before the
door and nervously smoothed down her outfit. She was going for the
'fake it til you make it' thing and hoped her business-like outfit
of black pencil skirt and red short sleeve shirt with ruffles down
the middle would make her look more confident than she felt. In
reality she had never been more nervous, excited, or anxious in her
life.
Another knock on the
door and she rolled her eyes, “Come on Lanie, get your shit
together, you can do this,” she said to herself and before she
could chicken out pulled the door open. Her knees went weak as she
took in the doubly delicious sight of Blake and Logan.
“Hey gorgeous,”
Logan said and held his arms out to Lanie.
“Hey yourself,”
Lanie laughed as she stepped into his arms and inhaled his scent,
manly and musky. She never could get enough of the Ralph Lauren
cologne he wore.
“Oi, remember we are
sharing tonight!” Blake chuckled from beside her and Lanie winked
at him as she moved from Logan's arms into his, loving the stark
contrast of his Armani cologne which citrusy and fresh, making her
think of summer.
“Wanna come in?”
Lanie asked and mentally rolled her eyes... of course they
wanted to come in.
“Inside or in you?”
Blake asked wickedly and Lanie bit her lip.
“Both,” Lanie
replied and turned back into the house, Blake and Logan following
closely behind.
“Can I get either of
you a drink?” Lanie asked stopping outside the door to the kitchen.
“Look at you playing
the hostess,” Logan teased and Lanie shrugged.
“Just giving you time
to back out,” Lanie managed to say with a straight face, knowing
there was no way that was going to happen.
“You really think
either of us is going to back out when you have been sending us
filthy text messages all week?” Blake asked stepping behind her and
moving her hair to the side so he could bite the crook of her neck.
“And those naughty
pxts were pure wickedness,” Logan added putting his hands on her
hips and stepping into her so she was effectively sandwiched between
the two men.
“No idea what you're
talking about,” Lanie said innocently, biting back a whimper when
the two men began kissing opposite sides of her neck.
The men managed to kiss
and nip at her neck as the three of them made their way through to
the bedroom, Lanie's tormented whimpers and moans the only sounds in
the house. As they walked, Logan was undoing the buttons on her shirt
while Blake was unzipping the back of her skirt.
By the time they
stepped into her bedroom her black sheer lace bra was on display and
when Blake worked her skirt down over her hips, so were her matching
panties. Lanie stepped out of her skirt and moved to take her red
stilettos off, but Logan stopped her, whispering huskily in her ear
that she should keep them on. Lanie smirked at him as she remembered
he was the one with the stiletto fetish. Keep them on it was.
When her shirt dropped
to the floor Lanie looked at both men with determination.
“Tops off, now,”
she ordered, feeling a tight clench in her pussy when the two men did
as was asked of them. To Lanie's disappointment Blake never had the
slightest hint of hair on his chest, but he was covered from neck to
hips in tattoos, a major turn on for her. Logan, on the other hand,
had no ink whatsoever, but he had the perfect amount of hair on his
chest and seeing his treasure trail was enough to give her a
mini-orgasm.
It was when they had
their tops off that it was blatanly obvious which twin was which.
Yeap. She didn't have a boyfriend – she had two – and they were
identical twin brothers. The idea of a threesome was something they
had been toying with for a few months; Blake and Logan were both
happy with the idea, but Lanie had needed longer to think about it.
Ultimately though, she knew she could trust both men, and she would
be lying if she said she wasn't extremely curious about what it would
be like to be in bed with both men at the same time.
And there they were!
Lanie wasn't too sure
what to say so rather than speak she moved closer to the two men so
she could trail a hand down their chests and over their bellies
before continuing south and dipping a hand in the waistband of each
man's pants. Logan groaned while Blake inhaled sharply. Both were
looking at her intently waiting for her next move... which was to
take her hands from inside their pants and pull each of their zippers
down. The buttons of their jeans came undone next and she watched
Blake and Logan shuffling out of their jeans and shoes, a burst of
desire tearing through her body as she looked at them standing in
their boxers.
They really were
identical – the same wide shoulders, the same big arms, the same
broad chests, the same powerful thighs – and they were all hers.
She wasn't sure how she'd got so lucky, even if it was they who
claimed they were the lucky ones, an admission she always scoffed at.
Her hands drifted down
their chests again and over their bellies, this time her hands
settled on the two hardening bulges encased in their boxers. She
gave them both a gentle squeeze followed by a not-so-gentle squeeze
and bit her lip as both men groaned and gave her pleading looks.
Pretending she was immune to their desperate looks Lanie snaked her
fingers into the waistband of their boxers and slowly moved each hand
lower and lower until she had a bare cock gripped in each fist.
Blake started to move
against her hand while Logan put his hand around hers and made her
grip him tighter. She had never felt more in charge in her life - it
was a feeling she wasn't used to – and she loved it.
The feeling of control
disappeared when Logan slipped his fingers beneath the elastic of the
crotch of her panties and brushed his finger against her wet folds.
She wanted to pretend she was in no rush and that she wanted to take
things slow, but her hips betrayed her and began moving against his
hand. With her hand still inside his boxers, Blake moved in front of
her and cupped her breast in his huge hand, his thumb swiping across
the lace covered nipple and she let out a shuddery moan, arching her
back in an attempt to push more of her boob into his hand.
Lanie gripped onto
Blake's shoulders when Logan added another finger to her pussy and
began to rub her clit with his thumb. If she was standing much
longer she knew she was going to collapse – there was only so much
a girl could take before needing to writhe around naked beneath an
equally naked man [or men as it were] – and that time was fast
approaching.
She removed her hand
from inside Blake's boxers and pulled him forward at the shoulders so
she could kiss him. His tongue swiped against hers and she groaned
against his mouth as Logan began rubbing her clit in faster, harder
circles. When Blake's hands began to trail slowly down her sides
Lanie found it hard to catch her breath, the featherlight touch of
his fingertips was causing a throbbing ache deep inside her pussy and
she was suddenly overcome by the need to have one of them – no,
both of them – inside her.
The kissing deepened
and she was sent into some form of sensory overload when she focused
on the feeling of two hands on her sides and one hand between her
legs. It felt incredible and intense and she wondered how she had
waited so long to let both of them have her at the same time.
Blake dropped gently to
his knees and when Lanie felt Logan's hand leave her pussy she felt
what could only be described as panic. Maybe they had changed their
minds? When she felt the waistband of her panties being pulled down
she sighed with relief. They weren't leaving, they were taking her
panties off. When her panties dropped to the floor Lanie stepped out
of them and smiled nervously at Blake when he stood back up. It
wasn't that she was unsure, it was just that it was such a huge
moment for her – for all of them – and it was hard not to feel
nervous about what was to come!
Logan kissed the tip of
her shoulder then kissed inward until he reached and kissed up her
neck and along her jaw until he reached her lips. They kissed softly
and slowly, and when Lanie felt Blake's breath on her neck she turned
so she could kiss him. The hunger in his kiss surprised her and she
moaned as he tugged on her bottom lip with his teeth then resumed
kissing her with even more hunger. The kiss came to a natural end
and Lanie could sense the two men were feeling just as needy as she
was.
She kicked off her
stilettos before dropping to her knees between the men. She pulled
down Blake's boxers, followed by Logan's, and wasn't surprised when
the moment she stood up Blake turned her around and undid her bra.
It almost floated to the floor and as she turned around again she
noticed a very familiar look of hunger on both men's faces. It was
identical.
“Ready for bed?”
Blake whispered, pushing a stray strand of hair from her face and
tucking it behind her ear.
“I'm very ready,”
Lanie whispered.
“Come on then,”
Logan smiled at her and took her hand. She and Logan walked around
to one side of the bed while Blake went around the other side, when
they were all in the bed she was in between the two men, and again
was finding it hard to breathe.
Lanie wasn't too sure
what to do next but Logan and Blake made that a moot point by rolling
in toward her and each taking one of her nipples in their mouths.
She gasped and groaned as the men began sucking her nipples, both
using slightly different techniques. Blake was flicking the tip of
her nipple with his tongue, while Logan was running his tongue around
the nipple in his mouth... on their own it would be enough to make
her grip at the bedsheets and beg for more. The two of them at the
same time felt like heaven. Overwhelming pleasurable heaven.
To try and slow down
her response, Lanie moved her hands down until she found the two hard
cocks she was so familiar with. As the men sucked and played with
her nipples she squeezed their hard lengths, loving the way it felt
when one of them groaned against her nipple, the reverberations
spreading through her body and causing her clit to throb. The harder
she squeezed them the harder they sucked and before long her room was
full with a chorus of moans, groans, grunts and cries. Her hips were
moving in tight circles and her legs were spreading of their own
accord – it was as if her body was screaming out 'please fuck me
now!' - and her body was right, she was beyond ready.
“I... I need more,”
Lanie said feeling flustered.
“Do you want both of
us at the same time, or do you want us to take turns?” Blake asked
sweetly and had she not been so turned on and aching for their cocks,
she would have laughed.
“Both of you,”
Lanie replied without needing to think about it.
Blake moved on top of
her and began kissing her. She could feel his cock pressing against
her slit but he made no attempt to press inside her, while they were
kissing she was aware of Logan sitting up beside her and opening the
bedside table. Again, had she not been so ready for their cocks she
would have laughed and made a comment about there being no sexy way
to say 'sorry hunny I just need to get the lube out', but in
that moment all she wanted was to feel two cocks deep inside her. In
her opinion, he couldn't lube up fast enough!
Blake moved off her as
Logan lay back down and before she could say a word Logan was on top
of her. Like with Blake, she could feel Logan's cock pressing
against her slit but he didn't make any moves to enter her and
instead kissed her nice and slowly. It was the type of kiss that
would ordinarily have led to hours of love making, but not that
night. She softly moaned against his mouth and her breath hitched
when he lightly licked the inside of her top lip. That single
contact sent pleasure coursing directly to her clit and she suddenly
found it hard to not wrap her legs around his waist and pull him deep
inside her cunt.
When they broke the
kiss to catch their breath Lanie felt almost crazed with desire. She
couldn't just kiss anymore, she needed to be filled up with their
cocks, to move against them, to feel them moving against her. She
needed to cum, and badly.
A strong hand grabbed
her hip and she felt a thrill of excitement tear through her as Blake
rolled her so she was pressed right up against him. His cock was
against her saturated slit and when he lifted her leg and put it over
his hip she knew she was finally getting what she so badly wanted and
needed. The thick head of his cock ran up and down between her
swollen lips a few times and then stopped at her hole. Her breath
hitched as she felt the first inch of him pressing inside her and
then she groaned loudly when he pulled her against him as he pushed
into her. Pleasure shot through her system and she silently willed
him to begin moving hard and fast against her.
That was when she felt
Logan's lubricated fingers probing at her asshole. She moaned as he
massaged the tight ring of muscle before pressing one finger inside
her and sliding it in and out of her slowly, sending pleasurable
waves deep into her pussy, which was clenching tightly around Blake's
cock. He added another finger and she moaned loudly, her hips
bucking as her fingers dug into Blake's arm. Logan's fingers were
soon replaced by the feeling of his cock against her tight opening
and as he slowly and carefully inched his way inside her he groaned,
she groaned, and Blake groaned, his hand digging into her hip.
For a few moments they
were still, then Blake began kissing her and as a natural response
her hips began moving against him. Blake began moving in time with
her and Logan quickly found the right rhythm – both cocks were
pulling out at the same time and both were pushing in at the same
time – the feeling of fullness surpassed anything she had imagined
and then there was the friction. God. She had never felt friction
of an intensity like she felt in those moments.
Her clit was getting
constant friction and the tight ring of muscle at the entrance to her
ass was getting it too; what she hadn't counted on was the internal
friction caused by Logan's and Blake's cocks rubbing against her
internal walls at the same time. The sensation caused by the
friction was all encompassing, and the louder her moans and cries
got, the faster the men moved against her, the more friction was
created, and the louder she would moan and cry... it was a never
ending circle of pleasure like she had never experienced before.
Logan was working his
usual magic on her neck, licking and biting in exactly the right
place to send bolts of electricity directly to her clit. She could
feel that she was swollen and knew she was incredibly wet, the more
her body responded, the more she felt the pleasure. What she would
normally feel in her clit began spreading throughout her cunt and
soon she felt a tight heat in her pussy. The heat only added to what
she was feeling and when she started shrieking she hoped she could
prolong things long enough to make Logan and Blake cum... she hated
the idea of her being the only one who reached orgasm!
Blake was gripping onto
her hip harder with each few thrusts and when he started grunting she
felt relieved knowing it meant he was going to cum soon. Behind her
Logan was panting, his breath coming hard and fast against her neck.
“Harder baby,”
Lanie whispered to Logan and immediately he began to move his hips
harder against her.
Whenever they had anal
sex he waited until she told him it was okay to start moving
harder... he had done it the first time they had it and it had become
a bit of a habit for them. She loved that he cared so much about
her, but then his brother was just the same – both were feisty in
the sack – but also very gentle and caring, and always put her
pleasure ahead of theirs.
Because Logan started
moving harder, so did Blake, and Lanie quickly felt her orgasm
building up. She knew it was going to be a big one because, rather
than starting deep in her pussy, it started in her toes and spread
upward, every muscle in her body tightening, and when it reached her
cunt rather than the tension bursting free after a couple of seconds
it kept building and building and building. Her pussy felt so tight
around Blake she was afraid she might do him some damage, but his
deep groans told her he was fine. Logan was grunting loudly in her
ear and as his thrusts became even harder she put her arm behind her
so she could grip onto his hip. She needed to be anchored to try and
have some control over her orgasm.
There was so much
tension in her cunt, it was almost unbearable. In fact it was. She
had to stop. She had to...
Before she could decide
what she had to do her orgasm hit with such impact she thrashed about
and screamed loudly, she was conscious of nothing and of no one, the
room was spinning, the bed was spinning, as far as she knew the world
was spinning. In the murky depths of her vaguely-conscious brain she
could hear and feel the two men cumming, Blake pressing deep into her
cunt, Logan pressing deep into her ass, growling and groaning,
roaring their release.
By the time Lanie came
around, her cunt and ass were both empty. She was on her back with
Blake and Logan were snuggled up against her - Blake was lazily
stroking her thigh, Logan was peppering kisses on her shoulder –
and she was trying to find the energy and mental capacity to talk, to
turn her head, to move her toes.
She found no energy
though – quite the opposite actually – she was falling asleep and
didn't want to because she wanted to enjoy the post orgasmic bliss
with Blake and Logan... but she just... couldn't... keep... her...
eyes...... open.
