Angelique stirred when she felt something on her back. She was sleeping on her stomach with her arms tucked under her pillow as always, but there was someone touching her. That was not normal. She never let anyone spend the night. She lifted her head and opened her eyes but she couldn't see, her sleep fogged brain realized there was something on her face. A sleeping mask? She had one but rarely used it. She reached to move it but her hands didn't move. She tugged but they didn't budge. Her heart rate spiked with alarm. Meanwhile, those lips that had woken her were kissing their way down her spine.
Suddenly she remembered exactly where she was. Her Brothers had tricked her into retreating to a private island. She'd thought her mother had issued the edict, but no it was her brothers' way of getting her here to have their wicked way with her.
She felt a soft wet tongue dip into the cleft at the top of her ass. It felt good, really good. She didn't know whose tongue it was, could be Rhett or Dane, she wanted to demand that he stop, and she would, in just a minute. He continued lower and gooseflesh broke out all over her skin, man that felt good. The tongue swirled over her asshole probing against the tight muscle and her breath caught. No one had ever put their tongue there. If anyone would have told her how good it felt she would never have believed them. She was a little sore from Rhett having had his cock there the day before, or was that only a few hours ago? She had no idea what time it was because all she could see was pitch black.
The tongue soothed away the soreness before slipping lower and lapping at her cream and there was plenty, she was highly turned on. They had given her a drug that increased her arousal, was that still in her system? She had no idea but it seemed a good excuse to enjoy the pleasure she was receiving. She moaned and lifted her hips up off the bed. He took the encouragement, his tongue slipping lower penetrating her in a gentle erotic probe that made her long for the big smooth cock she knew he had regardless of which brother this was. They were both very well equipped in the cock department.
Strong hands gripped her hips and rolled her over giving the hot mouth full access to her pussy. His tongue lapped up all over her shaved mound sucking and lightly nibbling before he zeroed in on her clit. Far from the tongue assault, she'd received yesterday, today's oral was much more gentle but no less intense. He worked her up and pushed her right over the edge, not teasing or making her wait, just giving her the amazing pleasure. Did that mean it was Rhett? More gentle with his tongue? Or was it Dane? She pulled against her bonds and her hands didn't move. Dane loved his ropes, so he would be the one to tie her, wouldn't he?
Those masterful lips moved up her body, a tongue flicked her navel ring and continued up. He kissed along the underswell of her breasts before moving up and lapping against her nipples. She couldn't hold back a moan, her nipples were sore too but that tongue, those lips, were oh so good.
"Please," she gasped, "please, please let me touch you," she pleaded. She felt big strong hands first on her breasts, then slowly gliding up her arms. She felt him grip her arms tightly just below the bonds. His big hands completely encircled her forearms and the feel of him pushing them, holding them down to the bed, made her tighten her legs around him. He did something at her wrists that released the pressure. She could have pulled off the blindfold but she didn't. Instead, she did what she'd been begging for, she reached down and touched him. Both of her brothers were very well built. Mature men rather than the young underdeveloped boys she usually dated. She gripped the muscled shoulders and glided her hands up his neck in order to lift his face away from her breasts, then she kissed him.
They had fucked her six ways from Sunday but no one had kissed her. She swept her tongue into his mouth and her stomach lurched at his unique flavor. His tongue lapped against hers, caressing, teasing, tasting. She could smell her juices on him but she didn't care. She kissed him like a teenager in a make out session. She couldn't remember the last make out session she'd been in, she'd forgotten how much she'd liked kissing. Whichever brother was kissing her back, didn't seem to have a problem obliging her. She was the one to finally break the kiss. She moved to his neck, licking and sucking up to his ear. She sucked the earlobe rubbing her tongue on the underside. She heard his breathing accelerate and knew he was sensitive there. She licked and sucked the whole area while she nudged him up. He was much too big for her to just flip over like he did her, but she nudged him and he moved willingly over onto his back.
She followed the lead he set using her lips and tongue as well as her hands as she worked her way down his body. She sucked and bit his nipples and felt his breath hitch. Clearly, he wasn't going to speak. They didn't want her to know which brother she was with but she didn't care, they were both exceptionally talented. It felt like an intimate connection was being formed despite the fact that she didn't know who she was touching.
She ran her hands over his broad chest and abs. Memorizing the feel of the muscles under her fingertips. She was starting to really like the effects of the blindfold. She felt everything a lot more when she couldn't see. Even not knowing who she was touching heightened her awareness to epic levels.
His short pubic hair was crisp against her palm as she slid her hand lower. She took his cock in her hand and slowly stroked up and down. She guided it to her mouth and slowly licked all over the head and then down the length. She slowly licked back up and then moved her mouth over the top she slowly took him all the way, opening her throat so she could get it all in her mouth. She held him there until she had to breathe and then slowly backed back up. She heard a low groan deep in his chest and wondered how hard it was for him to keep quiet. She swirled her tongue all around the head of his cock before taking the whole thing again. Her goal was not to make him cum, her goal was to pleasure him until he couldn't take it anymore. Judging from the tension in his body she was doing a pretty good job. She continued laving him with her tongue, making him wet with saliva and precum, until he finally reached for her.
He gripped her arms pulling her up. He'd sat up and he urged her into his lap. She felt him position his cock at her sopping wet opening and she didn't need another invitation. She sank down on him. His long hard cock filled every bit of space in her swollen channel. She sucked in a shuddering breath and he pressed his lips to hers. He caught her off guard. But she swept her tongue into his mouth and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. His hands gripped her hips tightly as she rose and fell. The long thick cock hit every single sensitive spot within her and she shuddered.
"God, you feel so good." She whispered into his mouth. "Don't stop, don't ever stop." His only response was to kiss her again, his tongue probing her mouth in the same rhythm that she rode his cock. She felt her orgasm building and her body took over increasing the speed of her strokes and grinding against him. He moved his hand rubbing his thumb over her clit on the down stroke and she cried out as she came all over his cock. He kissed her again before lifting her off him and turning her over. He put her on all fours on the bed. He entered her with one sure push that drew a moan from her.
He rocked into her and she pushed back, the slap of their bodies echoing in the room along with her involuntary panting. When she felt his thumb rub over her ass she caught her breath but she didn't protest this time. He breached her easily and arousal tingled through her. His other hand snaked around to her clit and the stimulation shot her straight into orgasm. He followed her into orgasm this time she felt his cum coat the inside of her as he gradually slowed. She sank down to the bed and he lowered beside her. She heard his heavy breathing beside her ear, but then she heard something else. A noise on the other side of the room and she knew they weren't alone. One of her brothers had been fucking her and the other had been watching. Still, she didn't lift the blindfold. She didn't want to know which was which.
She felt him move off the bed and a moment later heard the door close. Finally, she took the mask off and looked around the room. It was bright the sun was up but it looked like it was early morning. She had apparently slept straight through until morning.
She looked at the rope coiled around her wrists, it was soft, blue with silver flecks and a large silver ring. Very pretty and very intricate, a coil from her wrist all the way up her forearm. She couldn't tell how to get them off but she really didn't want too anyway. She did want a shower though so she hoped they could get wet.
Her toiletries were in the bathroom so she took her time showering and shaving, letting the hot water soothe away the soreness and tension. It wasn't until she got out and dried that she realized her other suitcases weren't in the bedroom. She couldn't find her clothes anywhere. She wrapped an oversized towel around her and ventured out of the bedroom.
"Where are my clothes?" She asked Rhett when she found him in the kitchen. He turned from the stove and deftly slid an omelet from a skillet to a plate. He was still wearing only board shorts.
"You want clothes, you have to earn them." He said barely glancing her way. Instantly her hackles were up.
"How am I supposed to do that?" She snapped.
"However, I decide." He poured an egg mixture into the pan.
"You want an omelet?" He asked and she realized she was starving.
"Yes, do I have to earn that too?" She glared at his turned back.
"Yeah you do, lose the towel."
"If I don't?"
"I don't prefer to be a sadist, but I can be. I have some toys you don't want to meet. We can start with a ball gag for your smart mouth if you want."
