By the time my 21st birthday arrived, I had been sleeping with Cam and Ty for four months. We'd all gotten along well as stepfather/stepdaughter and uncle/niece, so it was no surprise that we got along well as lovers now. As unorthodox as the arrangement was, it was the most natural relationship I'd known. Cam and I spent more nights at Ty's house than at our own apartments, the three of us always sleeping in the king bed in "my" room whether we had sex or not. We went out to dinner together, ate breakfast together, discussed our day with one another, and all pitched in with chores around Ty's house. There was no drama, no jealousy, and no awkwardness. Besides, shouldn't a girl spend her birthday with her family?
"Good morning, birthday girl."
I smiled at the soft voice in my ear and blinked myself into consciousness. I looked into Ty's smiling blue eyes and felt Cam snuggle up to my back. Contentment flooded through me.
"You are getting breakfast in bed this morning. I'm going to go make it. You two do whatever." Ty kissed my nose, rolled out of bed and stepped into his boxer briefs before standing up. "I'll see you in a bit."
I marveled at the view as he walked away and wondered again how my mother had ever let him get away.
"Hey, stop staring at my brother's ass." Cam's arms enveloped me in a bear hug as maneuvered himself on top of me. He planted light kisses all over my face - my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, even my eyelids - before finally planting a solid kiss on my lips. Leaning on his elbows, he looked down at me, brushed my hair out of my face, and smiled sweetly.
"Jeez, Cam. Stop looking at me like that! You're making me squirm."
"Ohhhh, I like it when you squirm!" He kissed me and ducked under the sheet. "Let me see how much I can make you squirm!" He nibbled my stomach and I squealed.
"Cam!" I laughed and tried to pull him back up to the surface, but he pushed my hands away.
"No way, lady! Operation Birthday Squirm has commenced!" His tongue blazed a titillating trail from my navel to my left nipple, and I inhaled sharply and stopped resisting. He circled his tongue around the pink peak and blew on it. I felt both nipples stand up.
"Hmmm... the squirming seems to have stopped," he whispered before gracing the pink bud with long slow licks. I arched my back, willing my nipple to find its way into Cam's mouth.
"Mmmmmm..." I moaned.
He repeated the process with the other nipple - circling the tip, blowing gently, and licking deliciously. He continued to alternate, teasing me, making me tremble at every touch of his tongue. I protested when he pulled away and emerged from the under the sheet.
"No! You can get me worked up like that and then just stop! Please? Please, don't stop?" My voice sounded like a child begging for ice cream.
"Easy, baby girl. I'm not stopping. I'm just taking my time." He leaned to the side on one elbow, placed a hand on my cheek and traced his thumb over my mouth. He lowered his head and darted his tongue over my lips - quick little teases that I tried to catch with my own tongue. When he finally covered my open mouth with his, he kissed me unhurriedly and deeply. He moved his hand from my cheek to my tits - first one, then the other - grazing my nipples, tickling the underside, a soft nipple-pinch for each one. He pulled away and looked into my eyes.
"You're so beautiful. Every inch of you. So beautiful." He threw back the sheet, fully exposing both of us. He kneeled between my legs and ran his hands from my ears down my neck, over my shoulders and breasts. He bent at the waist and covered my stomach in kisses while his fingertips danced down my sides. He settled in between my thighs and parted my bare slit with his thumbs. My heart raced in anticipation; I held my breath. Time stood still for a minute.
A jolt shot through my body when his tongue flicked my clit.
"OH!" I cried out.
He suckled my clit, gently catching it between his teeth and wheedling it with his tongue.
"Oh, yes. Oh God, yes." I murmured. I squeezed my tits and tugged my nipples.
He spread me further and I felt the tip of his tongue tickle my ass. He pressed the full length of his tongue against my pussy and lapped like it was an ice cream cone. I tugged my nipples harder and moaned louder.
Cam continued to lap my clit, and dove two fingers into my wet pussy. I let go of my tits, buried my fingers in his hair, and pulled his face into my honeypot. My thighs tightened around his head as he slurped and sucked. He inserted another finger, and I came loud and hard.
"OH! OH, GOD. I'M COMING. I'M COMING!" I gasped and writhed and twitched involuntarily as he milked every ounce of cum I offered.
He kissed his way back up to my face as I tried to catch my breath. He whispered sweet words and nibbled my ear. He stretched out on top of me, his legs between mine, and I felt his erection between us. I reached for it, but he grabbed my hands before I made contact.
"I want to touch you," I whined.
