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And then, something other than a palm made firm contact with her flesh. Chris had gotten out a paddle, which he'd bought during their trip to town. The sensation was so different that her whole body keened and she released a ragged cry."Are you okay, Vi?" he asked timidly, running his hand over her pretty red skin, brushing against her even prettier pink flesh."Yes! Don't stop!"After James' hand, Chris paddled her. Hand, paddle, hand, paddle. Nineteen was swiftly rolling around and Violet quivered inside, knowing that soon, she would be unwrapping her two favorite presents."And one to grow on."The twentieth spanking caught her off-guard in the best way. Violet's head was spinning when James finally righted her again. She was unsteady on her feet, but it didn't matter because Chris had wrapped an arm around her for support while he pulled her skirt down over her sore buttocks. And standing behind her now, erection pressed against her, James peeled her shirt off, so Violet was comp
As their hands resumed their exploration, Violet both relaxed and tensed all over, the sensation on the surface of her skin reverberated throughout her womanhood. Not just her pussy, but deeper, in her womb and deeper still to a place that trembled with need."Oh, you have been naughty," Chris growled, stroking the damp curls over her cunt. "What happened to your panties? I know you were wearing them earlier...""Pink ones.""Oh fuck," Violet moaned when both brothers dipped inside her bare sex. Their fingers were so much thicker and longer than her own, the pads broad and coarse, every move a surprise. "They were so wet that I took them off...""I wonder how they got that way?" teased James, though he knew perfectly well.Lost in the overwhelming sensation, Violet's hands searched for proof of her brothers' desire. And there is was- Chris' hard-on captured under denim, James' under cotton twill. Pulsing, hot, impatient. James pressed his sister's hand down firmly, guiding it up and d
When Violet was younger, one of her favorite pastimes was sneaking into the room her brothers shared. Not just to find their many treasures- baseball cards, comic books, folding knives, gaming manuals and stashes of pornography- but for the smell that lingered in the air; on their clothes; between their sheets. Sometimes she didn't even want to snoop, just lie down in one of their beds, which is how they found her out. She'd always insisted that she just wanted to take a nap in their room, but somehow she thought they knew what she'd really been up to.Their parents were far more restrictive of Violet's freedom, even after she turned eighteen, and when her brothers moved out it seemed like her window to the world got smaller and smaller without them to hold it open. It was only when she went to college that Violet finally had the privacy to find out what kind of porn she actually liked, use a vibrator or cum out loud in the shower. And if the idea of having sex with one man intrigued
"Fuck yes," she murmured when Chris kneaded them together and rolled each nipple between his thumb and forefinger, all the while eating her out with more skill than she knew was possible. And what was more, she trusted him enough to let go completely; to enjoy herself without reserve. By the sounds he was making, and the way his hooded eyes looked up at her, darkened with lust, he was enjoying himself as well. Which he was. Never had he tasted such forbidden fruit.Wondering how his sister would react, and hoping it would be positive, Chris moved his probing touch further down. Violet yelped, but not in protest, so he coated her already juicy puckered hole with spit and ever so slowly delved inside. The way she accepted his intrusion- craved it even- made him think she was no stranger to anal play. Scraping her nails along his scalp, bucking her hips against his face, Violet started to feel the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced building. And her brother, accustomed to the cue
Violet moaned into his mouth, digging her fingers into his thick hair with one hand, capturing his steely erection with her other. Their tongues twirled and lashed, their lips sucked and nibbled, their hands caressed and teased. James felt her lovely little tits, her nipples so stiff and responsive to his fingers that he longed to take them into his mouth. And though he let his hands stray down to her ass, squeezing each bubbled cheek, he refrained from seeking out his sister's juicy cunt; he could hear a soft slurpy sound as Violet fingered herself.Finally James could wait no longer. He latched on to each breast in turn and suckled like a babe, lavishing her plump areolae with his tongue, tugging on her elongated nipples with his teeth. He'd never told a soul, but Violet was once so worried about her unusually puffy breasts that she showed them to James, the person she trusted the most with such a shameful secret."See, J? What' wrong with them? They feel so sensitive too, do I need
"Good. He didn't deserve you anyway." James gave her a kiss on her forehead. It didn't help put out the flames.Then Chris only fanned the fire. "Yeah, wait for a man who'll worship you like a goddess."But I've already found two of them...The thought began as a fleeting one, but back inside, where they started a game of Risk, she couldn't help but return to it, like a mantra. And while her brothers argued over the rules, and she reinforced her armies, and gradually the three of them conquered the Earth, Violet was having an internal battle between morals and desire. What if the reason she'd never wanted to give herself to a man wasn't because he wasn't enough like her brothers, but because he wasn't one of them?Like usual, when they started Risk they ended up talking more than playing, and even after several hours, the globe remained divided. After they'd agreed it was obvious that James was going to win anyway, he put away the game as per family tradition. Violet gave a huge yawn







