Four
Lani
Dare was taking the cuffs and spreader bar off me when three sharp knocks cut through the room. I glanced up to find K already moving to answer it. The door opened and a woman stood there in a red blazer with a rolling case at her feet.
“Come in,” K told her, stepping aside for her to enter.
She smiled at him and wheeled the case in, walking to another bed at the corner. She plopped her case on a table.
“Come over whenever you’re ready,” she announced, patting the table and looking at me.
“We booked a little treat for you,” K stated, scooping me off the bed and crossing the room. “Enjoy.”
He laid me on the bed and stepped back, taking a seat on the bed with Dare.
They each held a glass of whiskey and focused on the woman and I.
Before I could ask for further clarification, I felt the woman's hand on my stomach as she kneaded the surface and slowly moved to each side of my titties, moving her fingers in circles around each globe.
My heart pounded from how my body was reacting to her hands on me.
I took a deep breath when she smoothened her oiled fingers over my nipples.
She cupped each boob and pushed them together, squeezing and massaging them more firmly.
I closed my eyes, biting the inner skin of my lower lip when she used her thumbs and forefingers to pinch and tweak my nipples.
The action sent a sharp jolt to my clit and my pussy pulsated.
I gushed out in relief when she left my boobs, descending to focus on my stomach.
“Oooh!” I gasped in shock when I felt her hands itching closer to my pussy, relaxing a little when she bypassed it and touched my thighs.
My relief was short-lived because her fingers glided up my thighs and stopped right at the edge of my pussy.
My fingers gripped the sheet as I wrestled against the need to extend an invitation by spreading my legs wider.
I was trying to figure out my next move when I felt the tips of her fingers brush over the top of my pussy.
The masseuse reached between my thighs and slipped her fingers deep into my yoni.
“Ooooooooohhhhhhh fuuuuuuccccckkkk,” I arched up, losing oxygen when she leaned down to lick circles around my nipple.
Her mouth was so warm and the slightly rough texture of her tongue felt fucking good. She switched to the other boob, extending the same treatment to my nipples. I flinched at the first contact of her thumb on my clit.
“Fuck.” I bounced my hips up, gasping when she stroked my clit gently, lingering on the hood and circling back.
My body reveled in this feeling, and I gave myself to it, arching my hips to gain more from her fingers.
She ran her fingers up and down my slit, slipping one easily inside and flexing it inside my pussy hole.
She added another finger, rubbing her palm against my clit each time she thrusted in.
Every other thing became background noise and all I could focus on was how fucking wet I was and how much her fingers were herding me towards another orgasm.
She eased her fingers out of me when the orgasm came to an end. I closed my eyes, losing control of my five senses and only coming back to reality when I felt someone massaging my shoulders and neck.
“You good, love?” Dare questioned, rubbing my ear with his fingers.
“Yeah,” I ran my tongue in circles around my mouth.
“Good. Time for the final show.”
At the end of the bed, K stroked his fingers over my feet and pulled my left foot into his mouth.
“Uuuugggghhhh,” I groaned when he sucked and nibbled on my toe.
He pulled my toe out of his mouth and took my other foot, licking the bottom and biting down on the heel.
Dare cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine, flicking his tongue over them.
I wrapped my arms around him, tracing circles on his back and opening my mouth to loop my tongue around his.
He used his tongue to sweep the roof of my mouth and palmed my throat when I jerked from the impact of K's fingers playing with my pussy like a piano.
I moaned into Dare's mouth while K slipped his hand up and down my clit, flicking the bud over and over again.
“Damn, baby,” K wiggled his finger around. “Your pussy is so wet and hot.”
I sucked Dare's tongue and squirmed on the bed, shuddering with the need to cum when K sucked my nipples and finger fucked my pussy.
“Umpphhh,” I whimpered into Dare's mouth when K bit down gently on one nipple.
These niggas were driving me wild, and I was about to cry from how high-strung my body was. I needed to be stuffed and filled with something bigger than K's hands. I was damn near in tears with my need to cum.
“Please fuck me,” I begged, shaking with desire. “I need to be fucked.”
Leaping up on my knees on the bed, I dragged Dare closer and pushed his sweats down his ass.
His dick sprung free and I widened my eyes at the sight of the apadravya piercing on his dick.
The jewelry winked at me, but I was too horny to have second thoughts.
Taking him into my mouth was a challenge, especially when the jewelry on his dick touched the back of my throat, making me gag and cough.
My eyes teared up when I brought him out of my mind, running my tongue around the head of his dick and down to the base.
“Shit,” Dare moaned and grabbed my head. “You're doing so fucking good, love.”
I played with his balls and sucked him deeper, bobbing my head to stuff my mouth with his dick. K stepped up behind me and resumed stroking his fingers in and out of my pussy.
“Oh fuck,” I pulled Dare's dick out of my month and dug my nails into his sides as I came, flooding K's fingers with my juices. “Yessssssssssss.”
K removed his fingers, dragging my braids to push my head up and brought his fingers which were soaked with my pussy cream to my lips.
“Taste how good your cream is.”
I stuck my tongue out and swiped it on his fingers, sucking each one into my mouth and licking him clean.
He climbed on the bed, kneeling behind me and pulling me towards him.
I felt his dick slide between my ass cheeks, and I spread my thighs wider.
K glided his dick down along my pussy lips, rubbing circles around them while he teased my hole.
Dare gently grabbed a few strands of my braids and slapped his dick against my mouth. “Open.”
I did as he asked, licking his girth and he thrusted harder against my tongue. K was now dipping the tip of his dick inside my pussy, thrusting playfully without penetrating me the way I wanted. I groaned when his whole length was buried inside and my needy pussy grasped him tightly.
“Your pussy is very greedy, darling,” K stated.
I whimpered when he pulled his dick out and thrusted in again, touching the right nerve. I cried out and Dare's dick muffled my moans.
K's fingers dug into my hips as he started to slam into me, smacking his thighs against my ass cheeks each time he yanked me forward.
“Your pussy definitely loved my dick.”
“Is it gripping you tight?” Dare asked.
“Like a fucking vice, brother,” K grunted.
One of K's hands groped the flesh of my left ass cheek and squeezed.
He spanked my other ass and I jolted. His dick kept thrusting my pussy and getting deeper each time while Dare fucked my throat.
They both left my body at the same time and Dare lifted me off the massage bed and led me to the main one.
He laid on his back and K held my waist to straddle him, lowering me onto his dick.
“Ughhh!” I bit my tongue as his piercing teased my pussy as I engulfed his dick slowly.
“Just like that, love,” Dare rubbed my clit. “Your pussy feels so good on my dick. Fuck me, love. Use me to get yourself off.”
I bounced down a little, trying out a few strokes to get used to him before propping my knees on the bed and began humping up and down.
“She looks so damn sexy fucking her horny pussy on your dick, Dare.”
“She feels amazing too,” Dare replied, arching up to meet my pace.
He managed to bury himself so far inside me each time and the butt plug in my ass made me feel so fucking full.
I dug my fingers in the sheets and cried out when Dare's hands gripped my waist while he bottomed out inside me.
His dick was stretching, stuffing, ploughing and scratching multiple nerves inside my pussy walls.
“Do you like how you're fucking me?” He asked.
“Ooohh fuck yeeessssssssss,” I moaned.
“Good girl. Keep fucking me like that. Ride me and cum on this dick.”
He ploughed into me with enough force to make my teeth chatter. My boobs bounced with every thrust. I sank down on his dick over and over again, whimpering when he stuffed me and touched every space inside.
“Aaahhhhhhh,” I gasped when he changed the angle of his thrust.
My body shook as cum rippled from my pussy, trickling down my thighs.
K gently pushed my back until my titties were pressed against Dare.
He positioned himself behind me and widened my ass cheeks, using his fingers to play with my asshole after he'd removed the butt plug.
He lubed up my asshole again and I felt a little hot when he pressed his dick against my asshole.
“Relax, love,” Dare kissed my neck and stopped fucking my pussy.
His lips trailed lower, kissing and tonguing down my neck before moving up again to claim mine. My lips parted and his tongue touched mine, suckling and tangling together. I felt a slight pinch when K's dick plopped into my asshole.
“Arrhhh!” I cried out into Dare's mouth.
K pushed a few inches deeper, stretching my asshole so good I felt full from having two men in my holes. Being tag teamed by two men was a good fantasy, but the process was a bit painful.
“Oomphh,” I convulsed when the rest of K's dick shoved inside.
K groaned. “Your ass is so fucking tight.”
“Breath, love,” Dare kissed my forehead.
“Should I pull out?” K asked worriedly.
“No!” I objected, breathing heavily.
“Take your time, baby,” K stated, caressing my back.
I waited a bit to get accustomed to having my pussy and ass stretched by dicks at the same time. The fullness receded a little and all I could feel was a burning ache to cum. K noticed and thrusted slowly, testing to see how I would react.
“Ooohhh,” I threw my head back.
The muscles in my asshole relaxed, allowing him to push through and his dick started sliding in and out. Dare joined in, matching K's rhythm as they both thrusted and fucked me.
“You are doing good, love,” Dare grabbed my neck, looking into my eyes while his dick rock into my pussy.
I could feel them in my skin and in my blood. My belly fluttered and knotted as pleasure felt like liquid fire, burning me up and making me feel feverish with desire. My stomach coiled tightly each time their dicks touched a nerve.
“I love fucking your pussy.” Dare used his teeth to grip the skin on my neck.
“Ooooooooh,” I whimpered and lay still, taking in the movements of their dicks.
“I'm going to cum in your ass,” K informed me, landing smacks on each of my ass cheeks.
He thrusted harder and I felt my pussy gush with cum as I clenched around them. Every feeling was heightened and I felt dizzy as the orgasm wiggled its way out of me.
“Uggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I shrieked, squeezing my eyes shut and raining down cum like I was housing a reservoir.
The thrusts of their dicks never faltered as they fucked me without stop. It was too much and I found myself cumming again.
“Fuckkkk!” Dare grunted, stilling his movements and emptying inside my pussy.
“Holy shit,” K gritted his teeth, his thrusts faltering as his own orgasm arrived.
They both flooded my insides with cum, and I shuddered from the warmth. K got off my body and dropped on the bed. I stayed atop Dare, panting and struggling to keep my eyes open. K rubbed his hand over my ass cheeks.
“You good, baby?”
“Urm,” I exhaled. “Yeah.”
“Good.” He kissed my ribs.
Dare wrapped his hands around me and kissed me. I bit his tongue, circling the confines of his mouth with my tongue.
“Nigga, quit kissing my wife,” K mumbled.
Dare pulled his mouth away from mine and side eyed him. “Well, she's my wife too. I met her first.”
“You were fucking her and other bitches,” K countered. “I gave her monogamy.”
“She got my ring on her finger.”
“She got mine too.”
Sucking my teeth, I rolled off Dare and watched him argue with K. Meaningless arguments were foreplay to Ski Yacob and Darey Ahmed. My husbands were always at loggerheads and finding out that they were half-brothers didn't make any difference.
“Niggas!” I cut in, smirking when they scowled at me. “I belong to y'all. No need to argue. You think we should call to check in on Paris and Mide?”
“Nah,” Darey reached for me, bringing me close to his side. “Ski already did that. Mide threatened to murder him with toilet paper if he called again.”
“Oh,” I looked at my husbands and smiled. “Thank you for planning this. I needed to breathe a little. Don't get me wrong,” I laughed. “I love our twins, but I felt I was losing myself being a mother.”
“You're more than a mother, baby,” Ski winked at me. “Our children shouldn't dim your light. You can clock out whenever you want and we'll handle everything.”
“I know,” I blinked to hold the tears. “Y'all suck at choosing aliases though. What the fuck is Dare and K?”
“As if yours was any better, Tolani,” Ski pouted.
“It was fucking better!” I glared at him and grabbed a pillow, wishing I could smack his head when he rolled his eyes at me. “It wasn't that different from my real name.”
“Tolani, don't whoop his ass.”
Scoffing, I set the pillow down. “Fine.”
Ski laughed and leaned over to grab my neck. “I love you, Tolani Ahmed-Yacob.”
I smiled. “I love you too.”
“Hey,” Darey lifted his head. “I'm here too.”
I snickered and reached for his hand. “I love you. A lot.”
“Obviously,” he shrugged. “It's me.”
“Narcissistic muthafucka,” Ski rolled his eyes again.
“Cocky bastard,” I gritted my teeth.
“I love y'all too,” Darey laughed, puckering his lips and blowing kisses at us.
The End…