No Place Like Home (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (5 page)

“Excuse me? Since when are you the boss of me?”

“
We
are the boss of you in all matters sexual, in all matters related to this body which you gave to us before and we now own, and in matters of your safety. In all other matters such as your work and your interests and opinions, and free time not spent with us, you are the boss of you. We like a woman who is strong and smart. But in matters of the bedroom, our word is law.”

“There is so much wrong with what you just said. Firstly, we are in a pickup truck on our way to a picnic, not having sex. Second, if you think I’m going to ‘obey’ you, you are crazy. Thirdly...”

“Thirdly, firstly, whatever. All that matters is that you gave yourself to us seven years ago. You said you wanted both of us, and now we are collecting.”

“Markus, did you remember to tell our woman that she shouldn’t wear a bra today?”

“I told her no bra or panties. Did she disobey?”

“I didn’t check the panty situation yet, but she’s definitely wearing a bra. So she definitely earned at least one punishment.”

“Did you seriously think I’d go braless in front of Annie, Steve and the kids? And what do you mean by punishment? What are you planning to do to me?”

“Seven years ago you offered to let us spank your delectable ass. I’m looking forward to it. And I expect we are going to have to spank you a lot, if you continue to defy us. In fact, I can’t wait.”

“But I guess that was a good explanation vis-à-vis the bra. But they aren’t around now. Lose the bra, Cassie. Now.”

She looked left and right. Both had stern looks on their faces. Holy shit. What was she getting herself into? Whatever it was, her body was just humming with sexual need. When Jackson ordered her to remove her bra, her nipples tightened almost painfully.

She leaned forward and slipped her hands up under the back of her tank. A quick maneuver and she was pulling the bra out of one sleeve.

Jackson laughed and took the bra from her, tossing it into the back seat of the quad cab. “Damn, I expected you to have to remove your top to do that, but darned if it isn’t the sexiest show. A woman can stick her hands under her top, and a few movements it’s like a magic act with the bra coming out the sleeve.”

“But I want to see your tits.” He looked at her speculatively. Then he grabbed the hem of her tank, tugging on it experimentally.

“What are you doing, bro? Just take her top off so I can see her tits.”

“I have a better idea,” replied Jackson. He shoved one big hand down the neck of her top, grabbing a breast while tugging on the hem with the other hand and pulled her breast out the neckline. He repeated the same actions with her other breast.

“Very nice,” said Markus approvingly, as he moved his right hand from the gear shift to grab a breast. “Now pull her shorts off.” He removed his hand and slid his arm around her shoulders, sliding down so that he gripped her below the armpit. He gripped hard and lifted her lightly off the seat.

“You can’t do that,” she protested as Jackson pulled off her shorts and panties together.

“Sure we can. That’s why we put the towel down. So your cream won’t get all over the seat of the truck.”

“Yup, she was wearing panties. That’s a second punishment, red.” He tried to sound stern, but he was grinning wolfishly. He licked his lips and lowered his head. Positioned as they were outside of her tank, it was as if her breasts were being offered up to him for his pleasure. They were pressed upward and together as if in offering. He latched on to a nipple and sucked hard. She wrapped her arms around his head and held him tight.

She hadn’t been paying attending to Markus and almost jumped out of her skin when she felt his hand slide between her legs. This was the first time since that day seven years ago that two men had touched her at the same time. It was every bit as intoxicating as it was then, but she figured it would end a lot better. And then she stopped thinking, and she surrendered to the feeling of a mouth on her breasts and a hand between her legs.

All too soon, the ride was over and they were at the lake. It was on private Lansing land, and no one ever went there except family and close friends. The men pulled away from her, and she moved to straighten her top. Jackson swatted her hands away again. “No, we like your tits on display like this. You’ve earned yet another punishment.”

Markus grinned. “At this rate, your ass is going to be so red, you aren’t going to be able to sit for a week.”

Markus exited the driver’s side and closed the door behind him after grabbing the big picnic basket from the backseat. Jackson got out and then unbuckled Cassie. “Good girl,” he whispered when he realized she had waited for him to do it. Then he picked her up out of the truck and set her on her feet. She still had her sandals on and the tank, but the way the tank was, she felt more naked and vulnerable than if she’d been totally undressed.

They led her over to a shady area where the grass was green. Markus spread out the tablecloth on the ground and started unpacking the basket. Jackson settled on the ground, his back against the tree. Cassie stood there awkwardly, wondering if she was expected to sit down or what. Jackson saw her indecision and smiled, patting his lap. Not sure what he expected, she kneeled beside him and was a little shocked when he pulled her over his lap, ass up. She could feel his hard cock pushing through his pants against her stomach.

“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded.

“Delivering your punishments,” he replied matter-of-factly.

“Delivering half of them, actually. I get to spank your ass next,” interjected Markus.

“It’s true,” agreed Jackson. “He gets to spank you next.”

“No one is spanking me,” she declared, struggling against his firm hold until she was shocked into stillness by the first swat on her bare ass. Once she stopped moving, it was followed by nine more swats, all seemingly carefully placed to never strike the same place twice. In between strikes, he caressed her ass, spreading the heat, and even dipped into her pussy or rubbed her clit. She should have hated it, fought more, but something about the spanking was so erotic, so hot and sexy, she knew that he saw the cream leaking out of her.

Markus saw it too and shoved his fingers inside her, stroking in and out, stroking her desire even higher. And then he removed his fingers and pulled her ass over to him so he could complete her spanking. His cock felt just as big as Jackson’s, pressing against her, and he spanked her hard. He was less gentle than his brother and spanked her more quickly, giving her less time to recover between swats. And then it was done. He pushed her off his lap, stood up, undid his pants, and pulled out his cock. She was kneeling in front of him, so it was close-up. It was huge and with a large head that was already weeping pre-cum.

She felt his hand curl in her hair. “Suck it.” And he pulled on her head with his left hand as he fed his cock to her with his right. She opened her mouth and closed her eyes, and she took him inside her mouth. She reached up to control the depth as he pushed against the back of her throat.

“Bro, can you do something about her hands?”

“Of course. A cop always has a pair of cuffs or two.” Cassie felt her hands being pulled behind her and started to struggle, but Markus held her firm, his cock not moving, but not pulling out either. She forced herself to slow her breathing down and breathe through her nose.

She felt the cuffs go around her wrists, but these were no ordinary cop cuffs. They were some kind of padded leather. But she quickly realized that they were just as secure. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Jackson was stripping off, and his eyes widened when she saw his jutting cock. He was at least as big as her brother, and he’d threatened to fuck her from behind while she sucked of his brother, and he was making good on this threat. She could feel him positing himself behind her and nudge her legs apart. She could feel his fingers moving between her legs, testing for readiness. Since she could feel the cream dripping down her leg, she knew she was ready. She would have begged him to fuck her if her mouth wasn’t full of his brother’s cock. As it was, she could just moan as he fingered her pussy and clit.

“Hurry up, Brother. I’m not going to last. Her mouth feels amazing on my cock. And every times you feel her up, she makes these moaning sounds and I can feel the vibration.”

Jackson laughed and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. He held her hips still and slowly pushed inside of her. He didn’t change directions. He didn’t stroke inside her. He just kept moving forward until he was buried balls deep inside of her, and she felt like she was going to explode if he didn’t start moving.

He brought his hands up to her breasts and massaged and squeezed and caressed. He squeezed her nipples, pinching and twisting.

He whispered in her ear, “Next time we get together, I’m going to clamp your nipples so it will feel like I’m pinching your nipples even when I’m not, and I’m going to ride your ass while my brother has his cock buried in your pussy.” Cassie groaned and clamped down hard on his cock. Markus groaned and gritted, “Get moving, Brother. I’m dying here, and I’m not going to last.”

Jackson started moving, riding her hard. Markus followed suit, fucking her mouth ruthlessly, no longer able to hold back. Her breasts, held up by her tank, bounced and jiggled as she was pounded by both sides. She could feel her climax rising in her. She felt Jackson change up his angle slightly so that his cockhead rubbed hard against her G-spot. Suddenly her release washed over her, and she screamed, putting Jackson over the edge. She felt him hold himself deep in her pussy as his cum jetted inside her.

And then Markus took advantage of her scream to push himself further down her throat for two strokes before he pulled back and shot his load into her mouth, his hand milking his cock so that stream after stream shot into her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as possible, but some spilled out, dripping down the corner of her mouth and landing on her breast, dripping down her nipple.

She could see Markus looking down at her, his eyes darkened with lust like she was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. Cassie had never felt so sexy or so sexual as right at that moment. He pulled out of her mouth, his cock still semihard. “Lick it clean,” he demanded and thrust it in her face. When she was done, Markus pulled out of her pussy and came to stand in front of her. “Now me. Lick me clean,” he demanded. She obeyed. It was strange to taste her cream on his as well as his cum. And she could feel his cum oozing out of her pussy. She wasn’t quite sure of the etiquette of the situation as both men stared between her legs at the dripping cum.

Markus went over to the picnic basket and pulled out a washcloth and some wet wipes while Jackson removed the cuffs and rubbed her wrists. It was a bit embarrassing, but he insisted on cleaning her up and then sat her down and started dishing out the food. To her surprise, after such a big breakfast, Cassie found herself hungry again. While the men were busy, she surreptitiously tried to pull up her neckline and down the hem so she was somewhat covered. Of course they noticed.

“I guess that has to come completely off.” Jackson looked toward his brother and winked. He pulled it up and over her head but didn’t let her pull her arms out. Instead, he pulled the tank down behind her so her arms were trapped. He stepped back and surveyed his handiwork and laughed when he saw her thunderous expression.

“Behave yourself or we’ll have to spank you again.”

“Hmmf.” Cassie sat back and looked to one twin and then the other. They looked so damned pleased with themselves. Fine. She’d let them have their fun now, but sometime soon, she’d have her revenge. It was only a matter of time.

“So,” she asked. “How am I supposed to eat and drink with my hands trapped behind me?”

Jackson grinned, filled a plate, and sat down opposite her and slightly to her right. Markus filled another plate sat down beside his brother, but slightly to her left. The scooted forward until they were less than an arm’s length from her. They sat with their legs crossed, and so she crossed hers, too. Then they proceeded to feed her as they ate. There was potato salad and coleslaw and pieces of fruit and little sandwiches and even chicken fingers with dipping sauces. They had an interesting technique with the sauces. They opened the containers and poured the sauces on her breasts, Ranch on the left one and BBQ on the right. It was silly and messy and fun. And when they’d finished eating, they leaned forward and pushed her on her back and proceeded to lick the remaining sauce off her nipples. By the end of the meal, they were all hot and bothered again.

Jackson got up to put the uneaten food and their used plates away. Markus helped her sit up and then pulled her tank the rest of the way off. She tried to move her arms and felt all tingly. He massaged her arms and shoulders, until the feeling had come back. Then he leaned forward and kissed her. No games, no playing, no dominating. Just simple passion. She kissed him back. He pushed her down and moved on top of her. Raising himself up on his elbows so he could see into her eyes, he slowly pushed himself into her. She closed her eyes, but he stopped until she opened them again.

“I want to watch you as you feel my cock move inside you.” He pushed in slowly until she felt so full, her tissue still slightly swollen from their earlier lovemaking. Once he was seated deeply inside her he paused. “You are ours, and we are not giving you up this time.” Before she could respond he started moving, moving quickly, almost desperately. She’d never felt so stretched other than when his brother had fucked her earlier. The twins had the biggest cocks she’d ever seen or felt.