(New York City)
My name is Liz Parker, and I have a huge secret.
I regularly have mind-blowing sex with the two most beautiful men in New York.
And not only do they know about each other, they are completely okay with it. They love it. They love it so much, that usually the three of us are in the same room together, and while one is fucking me, the other is watching. And sometimes they are both inside me at the same time.
Zan and Max are brothers. Twins.
I met them at a sex club some girls had sent me to as a joke. But I was the one who ended up laughing, because I’d gone home with two wonderful brothers who both wanted me.
At first I didn’t think things could work between the three of us, so I’d left them after our first incredible night together. But fate, or destiny had something else in mind for us.
Walking home one day, I’d run into them again, and it hadn’t taken much persuading on their part before I was right back in their beds again. We’d spent a weekend at their summer house that I’d never forget, and when we got back to New York, I’d started a full-blown affair with both brothers.
I guess affair is the right word. Our relationship is mainly about sex.
The best sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never experienced anything like it.
We give and receive pleasure. We devour each other. We fuck.
It’s not like I was looking for a relationship. I was looking for a one-night stand. But I got so much more.
The three of us are friends, and we enjoy being together, but there has never been any mention of permanency, no boyfriend or girlfriend status, and no declarations of true love.
And that is just fine.
Like I said, our relationship is mainly about sex. I don’t know if it could work any other way.
But don’t get me wrong, they are both great guys, funny, charming, and they are so good to me.
They respect my privacy, and don’t want to advertise to the whole world that I am sleeping with both of them. So the three of us never go out together. Occasionally I go out with only Zan or Max, but most of the time I just go over to their place.
They love to have me to themselves, where we can indulge in each other. I spend a lot of time with them, but I have to have time to study and do my work, and the brothers are always trying to arrange more time with me.
Lately they have been trying to get me to move in with them.
They make it sound perfect. Their place is closer to my school, so I wouldn’t have to spend as much time commuting. I would have my own room, and they would give me privacy when I asked for it, and time to study. And of course their beautiful bodies would be available to me whenever I wanted.
I liked the fact that it would allow the three of us to have sex as loud and as often as we wanted. It would certainly put an end to all the sneaking around and running back and forth between my place and theirs.
It did sound almost perfect, but I was hesitant. For one thing I didn’t want to live off of them. And as much as they promised I would have time to myself, I wasn’t sure they would actually keep that promise, and I did need time to study.
So instead of moving in with them, I’d considered getting a place of my own.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford to live alone, so that meant I would have to get a part-time job to make some extra money. But it wasn’t easy to find a job that paid enough, and allowed me to work the hours I was available.
Living with a roommate wasn’t so bad, but it seemed like she was always home. That meant I couldn’t have both of the guys over at the same time, and when I did bring just one of them home, we didn’t feel free to make love like we wanted. We were limited to just my room, and we had to be quiet.
But even though we had to be careful at my place, occasionally I brought one of the brothers home with me.
Currently Max was fucking me against my bedroom wall.
We’d been so hungry for each other that we hadn’t even made it to the bed.
Tomorrow he was leaving town on business for a couple of days, so he got to have me to himself for the entire evening. We had gone out to eat, and we had been planning to go to a play. But we didn’t make it to the theater.
We had barely made it through dinner.
Over the table we exchanged smoldering looks, and under the table, covert caresses. Max hadn’t even asked me if I wanted to skip the play, but he didn’t have to. We were perfectly in sync.
My place was closer, so he took us straight there from the restaurant. As he drove, I trailed my hand up his leg until I reached his rigid cock, stroking him through his pants, drawing groans and growls from him. And I was so ready I thought I might come the instant he touched me.
When we reached my building, we practically ran up the two flights of stairs. I knew my roommate was home, but I didn’t care. I had to have Max inside me.
We rushed into my room, shutting the door behind us, and Max pushed me against the wall.
There was a flurry of activity as we tore at each other’s clothes. I barely got the first two buttons of his shirt undone, and then he pulled it impatiently over his head and tossed it aside. He quickly worked the buttons on my shirt, as I reached for his pants.
A button, a zipper, and his slacks slid down his legs. He had my shirt and bra undone by then, and stripped them off me. I reached inside his boxers, gripping him tightly.
He groaned, and fumbled with the side zipper of my skirt for a moment, letting it fall to the floor as I pushed his boxers down. Apparently he had waited long enough, because he literally ripped my panties off.
There was no foreplay or subtlety. Neither of us could wait. Max grasped my leg behind the knee and wrapped it around him with my three-inch heeled shoe still on. Then he surged forward, burying himself in my throbbing pussy.
I couldn’t stop the cry of relief that left me. His cock filled me so perfectly. “Max,” I moaned softly. “Oh Max.”
He held my leg around his waist as he plunged into me again and again. I gripped his shoulders tightly, trying to keep him as close as possible. He found a rhythm quickly, pounding into me hard, faster and faster, and it felt so good. This was exactly what I’d wanted.
Just past his shoulder, I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror, moving quickly together. It was so erotic.
My black shoe contrasted against his skin, highlighting his sculpted ass. I watched his defined muscles clench and strain as he surged in and out. My fingers made impressions in his back where I held him, pulling him toward me.
I tightened my leg around him, trying to get more traction to help him toward our goal. I pumped my hips in time with his strokes, meeting him.
Our motions became frenzied, as we sped up even more. Max was pounding into me so hard that the foot I was standing on kept leaving the floor.
I was gasping for breath, but I couldn’t hold the words inside. “Oh shit, just like that, Max.”
He surged into me again and again, until I felt like I couldn’t stand the pleasure any longer, and suddenly I came.
Twice more he slammed inside and then stopped. I thought he had come too, but I realized almost instantly that he was still hard.
He kissed my neck, speaking against my skin. “You didn’t think I’d let it end that quickly did you?” he purred.
“No,” I gasped, still trying to breathe.
Suddenly he pulled out and spun me in his arms so I faced the wall. He used his weight to hold me in place and he kissed my neck, near my ear. “We have the whole night to ourselves,” he said, “and I intend to take advantage of every minute.”
His hands slid between the wall and my body, going directly for my breasts, stroking my nipples as his hard cock pressed against me. “Are you ready to get fucked now, baby?” he growled.
“What was that we just did?” I teased.
“Foreplay,” he whispered.
I reached back, wrapping my arm around his head, as I turned to kiss him. “If that was foreplay, I can’t wait for the real thing. You’ll probably make me pass out.”
He kissed me back, grinning wickedly. “I’ll do my best, baby.”
His hands slid down my stomach and across my hips. “Spread your legs,” he ordered.
Instantly I obeyed him. One of his hands rested on my hip, and the other led his thick cock to my still pulsing core. With a single thrust he was completely inside.
“You feel so good,” I moaned.
He kissed the back of my neck. “Shit baby, there is nothing I like more than being inside you.” His hands moved up to my breasts and he stroked over my hard nipples. “Especially when you cum.”
I wiggled my hips, making him move slightly inside me. “Yes Max, make me come.”
Instantly he withdrew and slammed back into me.
“Is that what you want?” he growled in my ear as he pumped into me again.
“Harder,” I moaned.
His deep, throaty chuckle tickled my ear. “Baby you love getting fucked.”
I corrected him with a gasp, “I love getting fucked by you.”
Pressing me hard against the wall he slammed into me as his lips found my neck. “You are definitely the best I’ve ever had.”
Withdrawing again he thrust inside me as his short thumbnails flicked over my rigid nipples, making me whimper with the incredible pleasure.
Faster and faster he surged inside me. He gripped my breasts tighter, and his teeth scraped the back of my neck. He knew exactly how to drive me wild.
“Max,” I moaned. “Make me come.”
He nipped at my shoulder. “Oh yeah, baby,” he growled, “I’m going to make you cum so hard.”
One of his hands slid down my body, going directly to my clit, and he stroked it quickly.
My whole body stated to shake and I felt my muscles tightening. I was almost there. Almost.
He slammed into me so hard that he nearly lifted me off the floor. At the same time he flicked his thumbnail over my rigid nipple.
“Aaahh,” I whimpered in surprise.
Groaning, he slammed into me again and again, while he rubbed my clit in fast circles. I moved my hips in time with his, meeting his surges.
“Oh shit,” I moaned. “Max!”
The climax took me by surprise and my whole body shuddered with the power of it. The overwhelming pleasure ripped through me, and my eyes slid shut as I rested my head against the wall.
Max halted his motion immediately, stopping when he was completely inside me. He leaned against me, pressing me into the wall as we both gasped for air.
The amazing sensations rushed through me and I was glad Max’s solid body was supporting me. My arms and legs felt like rubber.
My heartbeat started to slow down and I could still feel my inner muscles clenching around Max’s cock. And then I realized he was still hard.
“That was so good,” I whispered, “but you still didn’t come.”
Kissing my neck, he growled, “I’m just taking my time, baby.”
I couldn’t help smiling. “Take as much time as you want,” I said with a laugh. “The more time you take, the more times I come.”
His deep chuckle sent a shiver of desire through me.
“That’s exactly what I had in mind,” he purred.
He pulled out and lifted me in his arms, taking me to the bed. Playfully he tossed me onto it, drawing a small squeal of surprise from me. Immediately he climbed on too, pressing his body to mine as he settled between my legs, and slid into me again.
I was so wet that he glided easily inside. “Oh shit, Max, you feel so good.”
Leaning down, he kissed me hard. “Mmmmm,” he growled, “your tight, wet, pussy is what feels good, baby.”
He rested on one arm, pressing his body to mine. His other hand cupped my breast and he stroked over my nipple. I moaned, arching into his touch, and he grinned.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he purred.
I slid my hands over his sculpted back. “You are the one who is sexy,” I breathed. “You have the most beautiful body.”
I kissed his chest. “I never get enough of touching you.”
His smile widened. “Well baby, if you moved in with us, you would have unlimited access.”
I had to smile too. Both Max and Zan had taken every chance lately to try and convince me to move in with them.
Before I could answer Max pressed his lips to mine. He kissed me softly, slowly, taking his time. His tongue slid into my mouth, and brushed it with my own.
The kiss deepened gradually, turning from sensual to hungry, demanding. I groaned into Max’s mouth and his thumb stroked over my breast again.
Suddenly he left my mouth and his lips moved to my neck. He sucked and licked his way across my skin and then slowly down, kissing between my breasts.
His lips feathered up the side of breast, replacing his hand, and his hot mouth closed over my tip. I moaned again as his tongue slid over my rigid nub, and arched into him.
The motion made his cock slide within me. I gasped, and he growled, and then he started to move.
My inner walls were still pulsing with the last orgasm, and when he started to slowly withdraw I felt a flash of instant pleasure.
I thought he would take me hard and fast again, but he pulled out almost all the way, and then started inching inside again. He’d said he was talking his time, and now I realized what he meant.
As he slowly moved within me, he pressed his lips to mine again. I grasped at his head, holding him to me, and he growled into my mouth.
His tongue slid between my lips, stroking my tongue with the same leisurely rhythm that his cock was stroking into me. It felt so good and I gripped at his back, trying to get some traction.
I wrapped my legs around his and started to move with him.
He broke the kiss, breathing hard and I knew he wasn’t going to be able to stop himself from coming this time.
He kept the pace inside me slow, but I could tell he was working hard to do so. A fine sheen of sweat glistened across his chest, and his breath was harsh.
Once again he brushed his lips across mine, our gasped breaths mingling.
My fingers dug into his muscles as the pleasure surged through me. “Max,” I moaned.
I knew it was useless to ask him to go faster, but the slow pace was driving me crazy. I was approaching climax, but not quickly enough.
I got temporary relief each time his thick cock filled me, but groaned with desperation when he withdrew.
And as if he could read my mind, a grin lifted the corner of his mouth.
I didn’t even realize I had done it, but suddenly I was aware that my hands were gripping his sculpted ass and I was pulling at him, trying to bring him inside faster.
Max didn’t increase his pace, but he slammed into me harder and harder.
My inner muscles pulsed powerfully around his erection as my whole body tightened with pleasure. I arched back and finally his slow pace pushed me over the edge.
He came a moment later, surging into me twice more before groaning his release.
Collapsing against me, he pressed his head into my neck.
I let my hands slide over his back, caressing his soft skin and loving the feeling of him against me.
After a moment Max raised up and kissed me, as I gasped for breath.
“I love how much you want me,” he growled. “You can’t get enough of my cock inside you.”
I saw no reason to deny it. He was so right. “You always fuck me so good,” I said with a smile. “I always want more.”
He kissed me again. “Hmmmm,” he purred, “I can’t believe that I have to go out of town and leave you here. Zan will get to have you as much as he wants, and I’ll be without you for two whole days.”
I smiled, but didn’t bother pointing out that it had been two days ago that he had me before this because I’d been studying for a test.
Reaching out, he stroked my breast. “I won’t be able to pay attention in my meetings,” he groaned. “I’ll be thinking about your body.” He leaned down kissing my neck. “And about how you taste.”
He stroked over my rigid nipple. “And how much I want to fuck you.”
His lips pressed to mine. “I think I’ll take you with me,” he purred. “I can keep you in my office, naked and chained to my desk, so I can have you whenever I want.”
I laughed. “You know I can’t go with you,” I said, kissing him. “I have school.”
He groaned, and I felt him growing hard within me again.
“Well,” I said, smoothing my hand over his chest, “you’ll just have something to look forward to when you get home.”
He pressed forward, sliding even deeper into me. “Look forward to, hell,” he growled. “I have you now, and I’m not going to waste a minute.”
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