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Moans of pleasure, the creaking of the bed, and the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the entire room. A woman lay face down on the bed, blindfolded, with her hands handcuffed behind her back. A man held onto her as he pounded into her from behind. Meanwhile, her mouth was stuffed with a large, thick cock that was thrusting in and out. The man gripping her head moved it quickly along his length.
Another woman stood blindfolded in front of a man. He held one of her legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust into her core at a rapid pace. A black silicone vibrator was buried in her rear.
The women’s moans of pleasure filled the air. The woman on the bed was flooded with a man's cum in her mouth before he pulled out his length. He then moved toward the standing pair, grabbed a condom from the side table, and rolled it onto his cock. Afterward, he removed the vibrator and replaced it with his still-hard length, thrusting into the woman’s rear. She let out a loud moan as drool dripped from the corner of her mouth. The two men pounded into her holes, turning her into a sandwich between them.
The woman on the bed let out a scream as she climaxed, her juices gushing out. The man behind her pulled out, removed his condom, and released his load onto her ass. The other woman, trapped between two men, screamed as she reached her peak. The man thrusting into her pussy pulled out his condom-covered cock and moved toward the bed. He lay down and pulled her on top of him. Eagerly, the woman grabbed his member and guided it inside her entrance.
Meanwhile, another man positioned himself behind her, pushing his condom-clad cock into her rear, which he had just coated with his earlier release. They both thrust into her in unison, making her clutch onto the man’s chest for support. They pounded into her roughly, making her large breasts bounce wildly. Her moans filled the room, drool spilling from her lips.
The other woman was now bent over in front of a dresser, being taken from behind by another man. He squeezed her breasts as he pounded into her relentlessly. She had her mouth open, moaning loudly, until she let out a scream when he pushed in deep before thrusting at a rapid pace. The dresser shook with their movements as the man continued his rough pace.
Both of them screamed in ecstasy as they reached their orgasms. The men pulled out and positioned their cocks near the women’s faces, stroking themselves before releasing their hot loads onto them. The two women, now covered in their essence, licked each other while smiling. One of the men picked up a woman and dropped her onto the bed alongside the other. They put on fresh condoms and continued f*cking them, switching positions, until the women finally passed out from exhaustion.
Jozer cursed as he removed his condom, tossing it into the trash. His brothers did the same before heading into the bathroom to shower. After dressing up, they left the two women sleeping soundly in bed. They had met them at an exclusive club, flirted with them, and invited them to a hotel. The women were up for the experience, and now that they had all satisfied themselves, it was time to leave.
“It’s good that we finally indulged ourselves with those two women. I don’t know what got into Jagger—he just suddenly walked out,” I said to my older brothers. Well, only for a few minutes. My brothers Jordan and Janus stayed, but Jagger, who was usually the most spontaneous when it came to hard sex, had left unexpectedly. We were born as quadruplets, and as of now, we are all bachelors. We are rich, successful businessmen. We party, we f*ck girls, two or more at a time, and we enjoy our single lives.
It’s a bit complicated, but we’ll figure it out. The problem is, it’s taking too long for the right woman to come along, or maybe there isn’t a woman meant for us. We’ll be in our 30s soon, and we don’t know if we should each find a wife or just never get married at all! But I’m hoping she will come, and soon. We’re eager to start families, and casual sex with random women is starting to get boring. It’s even getting annoying how some women keep chasing after us.
When we got to the lobby, we found our brother sitting on one of the sofas, drinking coffee and staring intently at his phone. I was curious and slowly moved closer to see what was holding his attention. But he quickly noticed me and shoved his phone into his pocket.
“You guys took too long!” he said irritably, standing up.
“If you hadn’t suddenly left, you could have enjoyed it too,” I replied. He just cursed under his breath.
“Let’s go. I want to rest,” he said, walking ahead. The three of us exchanged glances before following him. He remained silent in the car on our way home while Janus and I joked around.
“Hey, Jagger, is there something you’re not telling us?” Jordan suddenly asked, making us all pause. He was driving, and he was seriously focused on the road. “You’ve been acting strange ever since that one-week vacation you took a few months ago.” Jagger let out a deep sigh.
“There’s nothing. I’m just not in the mood,” he replied flatly. “I’m tired, and I just want to sleep.”
“Okay, but if there’s a problem, just tell us,” Janus said. “We won’t push you.” Then he turned to the rest of us. “By the way, Mrs. Calla's replacement is arriving tomorrow.”
“Oh yeah, her daughter is taking over. I feel bad for her because of what happened to her husband. I hope he recovers soon. I’m going to miss her delicious home-cooked meals,” I said.
“I hope her daughter cooks just as well. She must have learned from Manang,” Jordan added. “Jagger is right. Let’s get some rest so we can wake up early tomorrow.” I nodded. When we arrived home, we each went to our rooms to rest.
The next morning, the four of us woke up early. We were surprised that we all left our rooms at the same time. I was the first to go downstairs, following the mouthwatering aroma of food coming from the kitchen. It smelled just like Mrs. Calla's cooking. She had been working for us for a long time. She was from the province, hardworking, took great care of the house, and most importantly, her cooking was exceptional. Sometimes, we even came home for lunch just to eat her home-cooked meals.
We entered the kitchen and greeted her. She turned to us and greeted us back. The table was already set, and just looking at the food made me hungry. Even something as simple as a perfectly cooked sunny-side-up egg was mouthwatering.
“Oh, you’re all here already. Wait, I’ll just call my daughter. She prepared all of this, and you might like her cooking more than mine,” she said, turning off the stove. She placed the hash browns on a plate and served them to us.
“Come on, Mrs. Calla, no one can beat your cooking,” I said, making her laugh.
“Your daughter is already here? I’m glad she arrived safely. How’s your husband?” Jordan asked, and she looked a bit sad.
“I’m thankful that he’s alive, Sir Jordan. But he can no longer move properly because of what happened. I wanted to continue working here, but my husband needs me.” Her voice was heavy with emotion.
“We understand,” Janus said. “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of your daughter. And I hope the money we gave you helps.”
“Oh, it’s a huge help! Thank you so much for paying the hospital bills. I just hope your mother doesn’t get mad if she finds out.”
“That was our own money, Mrs. Calla. You’ve taken good care of us,” Jagger assured her. She nodded, gratitude evident in her expression.
“Thank you also for allowing my daughter to take my place. Don’t worry, she’s hardworking and good at house chores. She took care of my husband and her younger sibling back in the province. Let me call her.”
Before she could leave, the kitchen’s back door opened, and a woman walked in. I froze, and so did my brothers when we saw her. I was blown away by her exotic beauty. Her glowing olive skin, thick pink lips, brown doe eyes, and her body. She had curves in all the right places. Large breasts and a round, firm ass. My body reacted intensely, and I had to cough to cover up the groan that threatened to escape.
“POPPY?!” Jagger exclaimed in shock. We all turned to him, equally stunned.
He knows this breathtaking woman?!
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