Fight Code

FC 18

“Do you guys have anything to drink?” Swallowing my fear.
    “What would you like?” Owen playing with my hair.
    “Doesn’t matter” Refusing to look at them. The sound of feet moving out of the bathroom, made me relax but it was short lived as I new it only took one to get me a drink. My eyes hit the floor, slowly moving past tile after tile, till they spotted feet. Then like jet rockets, turned back. He chuckled, making me believe it was Van.

    “Here love” Owen draped a glass of deep yellow liquid over my shoulder. Frowning, I was really looking for a bottle then a glass. Swigging the contents, which tasted like smooth whiskey. I sighed as the hot feeling dripped into my tummy, effetely calming me down a tad.
    “Might want to just hand me the bottle” Holding the glass over my shoulder.
    “Are you that nervous?” Van asked, his tone laced with worry.
    “Look…maybe the two of you do this often. But I don’t. Not that I don’t think about it, but yea” The glass was taken as it was handed back, almost spilling over the top. I smiled thanking god, they got it.
    “So are you a virgin?” I think it was Owen.
    “Ha, as much as my brothers would like that, no” Sipping the whiskey as it started working me the right ways. I had made it half way through the glass, when my logical side of my brain turned off. And that erotic tiger, woke up. Before moving back home, with my brothers and dad. I was a wild female, always doing crazy things with my girlfriends. At some point I got so drunk, my friends had to remind me why I had been arrested. Apparently I fulfilled my number 34 buck list request, of making out with a cop on his car.

    And if you search long enough, on Google you’ll find blurry pictures. Tossing the rest back, I shook my head as the taste slapped me hard. Blowing out I did something I never thought, I’d do….I turned around. Both grinning like Christmas time, had arrived early. Placing the glass between them, as they were leaning on the counter. The snakes seemed to get bigger, at my eyes taking a peak. Sighing now or never. Turning around I shimmied out of my red panties, kicking them behind me so I wouldn’t be tempted to grab them and run.

    Then with a quickness, I snapped the clip on my matching bra flinging it behind me. For fun I took a quick peak, I swear I have the best aim. As the bra sat one cup on each twins head, couldn’t of made that shot again if I tried. Giggling as the whiskey was, taking me over I walked into the shower. Jets and more jets sprayed my body, moaning cause this was heavenly the door slid back open. Hot water was nothing, compared to the heat radiating off the twins. Pressing their bodies against mine, letting my hands do as they pleased.

    It was hard giving one attention, without feeling bad about the other. Spinning around I wrapped my fingers, around Van’s neck. It was happening, that sweet feeling of release. Biting my lip, as I rocked my hips into Owen. His hands gripping my hips, as I pulled Van closer to my lips. Fingers rubbed over my core, as another set brushed past hard nipples. Moaning as I pushed my tongue into Van’s mouth. His repeating the same move, pleasure as Owen rubbed all over me. Pulling away from Van, my hands slide up and down his chest.

    Owen’s lips run up my arm, till they hit my ear. Turning I pull his mouth on mine. Water slides between the three of us, causing every touch to feel like silk. Groaning as Van biting down on my neck muscles, rocking my hips deeper into his. Suddenly I’m pushed up against the back wall, as they suck and lick up and down my body. The lower they go the louder my moans get, grabbing handfuls of their hair. They growl out in pleasure, as I let them take me over. My legs push apart, as one dips his tongue down into me.

    The other moving up and down the length of my body, kissing and nipping my sensitive skin. Hot pressure erupts over my body, as they find every part that’s been looking for attention. Moaning louder, as Van takes my breast in both his mouth and the other in hand. Rubbing lick and just plain going to town on me. Owen has a tongue that could, make the queen beg for more. My right leg is pulled up, draping over his shoulder as he gets deeper.
    “Oh my god” Moaning as he does some twisting move, matching his brothers movements. Moving his fingers down, Van pushes on my lower abdomen. Rolling my eyes back, I let my head hit the wall.
    “Owen” Van purrs, with that Owen drops my leg. Licking all the way up my body, making my legs shake.