Soaked

Joanne

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I shouldn’t be here. The words pulsed in my head louder than the music that quaked the apartment.

I should have been in bed, but Aiden and Luca had successfully dragged me out of the room. So, here I was dressed in a gown just a few inches below my ass.  Standing amidst the crowd which seemed to be having the best time of their lives.

The girls were laughing, grinding their bodies against the boys like they were made for it.

Luca was at the end of the living room, and a girl—different from the one from last night—was whining, her arm thrown around his neck. But his eyes.

Those sharp blue eyes were on me, the intensity making my stomach turn.

I turned my face away, my cheeks burning red from the alcohol in my stomach.

A guy walked up to me and stretched his hand. “Wanna dance?”

Before I could turn him down, Luca placed his hand on my waist. “She’s with me,” he said.

My eyes snapped to him, and a drunken smile curved his lips upward.

“Sorry man.” The guy backed off, before blending into the pool of people.

Leaning in, Luca muttered into my ear. “Aiden said I should have watched over you,” he drawled, obviously drunk. “He said you’re drunk.”

Amused, I snorted. Lucas was drunker than I was. I remembered Rose’s advice; when drunk drink water.

“Come with me,” I said.

Obediently, Luca followed me as I wove my way through the crowd.

When we got to the kitchen, it happened so fast, one second he was behind me, the next I was being pressed to the kitchen island, the cold marble pressing against my spine.

My breath hitched. “What are you—”

“I know why you brought me here,” Lucas murmurs, his voice low making my stomach tingle. “You’ve been staring at me.” His hand moved up my thighs, drawing close to my pussy.

“That’s not—” My words hang at the back of my throat as his fingers brush the slit of cunt through my pants.

The anticipation of knowing what was coming had me digging my fingers into the marble of the kitchen island.

“Say it,” Luca said, his fingers playing with the band of my waist. “You want me to fuck you.”

My lips parted, but words vanished as he began rubbing my clit. A soft moan slipped out of my lips.

My pussy was getting so wet I could feel it soak through the cotton fabric of my panties and my nipples were rock hard against his chest.

My heart pounded. “Aiden. Aiden might see us,” I moaned out.

“And?” Luca pulled my panties to the side and stroked my clit with a finger, and my stomach rippled with pleasure.

“Is not like his real brother. Imagine my cock penetrating you and having Aiden watch you.”

I was shocked at how the thought made my cunt throb.

There was so much happening I didn't know what to do.  I was getting so turned on by the thought of being fucked by Lucas and watched by Aiden.

I knew it wasn’t right.  I wasn’t even sure it was right or not, but I was not in control of my body, not anymore at least.

Luca reached for my pants and pulled them down, letting them pool at my feet.

“It’s kind of tight,” he said, flashing me his signature boyish smile.

Slowly, Luca began to push my legs apart, exposing my cunt to his lustful gaze. He slipped two fingers separating my labia wide open. My clit was already swollen and tingling like crazy.

He resumed rolling his fingers in circles around my clit. A soft moan tore from my throat, but I stifled it with my hand.

“You can scream,” Luca said, “I want to see you squirm.”

He let his hand slide up and down my clit. My juice smeared around my bud acting as a lubricant, making his hand move with ease.

I never knew I was this sensitive. I have masturbated. But this felt different. His fingers were stronger and warmer than mine.

Whenever he completed an up-and-down round on my clit, my body would involuntarily jerk. Soon I was gyrating on his fingers, chasing climax like a dog in heat.

My heart was pounding and my breath had stilled in my chest. The sloshing sound of his fingers assaulting my pussy slipped into my ears.

“Fuckkkk,” I moaned out.

This felt good. Luca's pace became brutal as he rubbed my engorged clit faster.

Sparks filled my veins, my vision blurred and my body convulsed as I came over his fingers.

Luca smiled and licked his fingers. “You also taste nice,” he said, sucking his fingers like it was a popsicle.

My cheeks burned red with embarrassment, and my body tucked into itself.

I couldn’t believe I had lost myself.

Lucas didn’t say anything. He just stared at me with a satisfying grin.

“Once the party is over, I’ll come to your room.” With those final words, he left.

I crashed against the kitchen islander, my heart thumping in my chest filled with shame.

I told myself that when he shows up tonight, I’ll be bold enough to turn him down.

Reaching for my pants, I pulled them up and arranged my clothes before returning to the party.

I sat on a chair in the far corner, after the incident, I was too ashamed to see Lucas.

My eyes drifted and I saw Aiden. He was humping at another girl, his narrow waist that held his broad shoulders, colliding with her ass.

If not for their clothes, they might as well be having sex.

Lucas’s words echoed in my head, stirring unbidden thoughts. Rose had told me about her sex escapade where she had a threesome. She had said there was nothing more beautiful than two boys pounding you and filling every hole in your body.

I shook the thought off. That would never happen. I wasn’t even going to have sex with Lucas let alone with both boys.