Twins, we still do everything together Sex erotica stories – Y2Stories

When we were 22, we were at a friends apartment late at night. Pouring rain, hard. When we left, my brother ran to get the car and I went to see why a beautiful barely legal woman was sitting on the bottom step crying in the rain. She was shivering and wearing only a sheer super short purple baby doll nighty.

I asked her why she was out there crying. She told me that her boyfriend had pushed her out the door, slapped her, and told her to never return. This happened hours ago. She was more upset about not having anywhere to go than about never seeing him again.

My brother pulled up in our car. “Get the fuck out of the rain”, he yelled. “Come on”, I said as I helped her to her feet. She was so cold she was stiff and could hardly move. “Don’t bring her dripping clothes into the car!” I pulled her nighty off over her head, and dropped it to the pavement. Let her old boyfriend wonder about that! I Got into the car gently pulling her in with me, she snuggled in close to me and said, “Thank you”. I was wrapping my coat around her as she sat on my lap. She sat sideways, facing my brother. Trying to get as much of her legs up under my long coat as she could. I held her tight and my brother turned the heat on full blast.

Her nude body felt really cold. I do not think that I have ever felt anyone so cold before. My brother felt her icy feet and said that we should get her in a hot shower ASAP. I agreed, and we sped off into the cold downpour towards our house. As I was carrying her inside, my brother ran ahead, opening doors, sheading his clothes and turning on the shower. I passed her into his arms. She was shaking uncontrollably. She held onto him weakly and it was obvious that she couldn’t stand on her own.

I gathered up his wet clothes and carried them to the laundry room, emptied his pockets for him quickly and dumped his clothes onto the floor. I emptied my pockets and stripped off my clothes.
Then I turned up the heater to 72 and got a hot drink for her. Back to the shower, I climbed in, holding her from behind and handing him the drink. I held her close as he fed her the warm liquid and talked to her.

She truly had no place to go. She had met her boyfriend on-line. She took the bus across the nation to be with him, only to find out he wasn’t who he said he was. She had no money. No clothes, and zero job experience. She had no idea where she was and had met only him before us, after arriving in this state a week ago.

Finally mostly warm, her hot drink filling her bely, we bathed her, dried her off and put her into bed snuggled between us holding her as we all drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, we could see her whole body covered with bruises and long bleeding welts across her ass where she had been caned. Her wrists and ankles were raw. Her vagina and asshole looked like it had been sadistically raped by dozens of angry men for the last week. I thought she might need stitches. I called an E.R. Nurse we knew, and she came right over. Our friend was super angry and wanted to call the police. We had a better idea. We have friends…

Our new house guest slept a lot over the next week as she recovered. Then she started doing our stretching and exercises with us over the next week. The third week she started feeling much better and began to put forth the effort to really sweat during our exercise periods. The rain had stopped and we all started doing laps in our pool. The fourth week started with her mounting my brothers morning wood and waking me with her moaning. I think her vagina is healing nicely. Hard fucking was not what she could do, but a nice gentle rocking back and fourth to mutual orgasm, oh yeah.

We both fucked her that day, of course, but her birth control pills were probably in her old boyfriends trash the first chance he had to get rid of all her stuff and any sign that she was ever there. So we used condoms. I hate condoms, but accept the need for them. That week went really fast. She still had no clothes. We gave her a tooth brush and a hairbrush. That is all she owned.

The fifth week there we had a friend come over to start her week with a full body massage.
Then she gave her legs a Laser Hair Removal Treatment and promised to keep coming back, for as long as our houseguest lived with us. Our friend was brutally raped over several days a few years ago while on vacation in another country, and this was her gift to our newest friend.

Our newest friend finally began opening up to us about herself and turned out to be an amazing fuck partner. Wildly horny, easily orgasmic, and with plenty of experience with excellent lovers in her life. She was delightful to be with, with a bubbly happy personality, and once healed, really pretty to look at.

Twice a week she got her massage and different Laser Treatments. Her body was getting strong and healthy. And on one massage visit, she was brought a casual mid-thigh dress, socks and comfy shoes. She was ready to venture out into the world again. She looked hot!

We took her to The Cheesecake Factory and then for a little weekend getaway at a beach house in Malibu with a bunch of our friends. She really liked our friends, and they adored her. Sunday we drove home and the three of us fucked until the early morning when I fell asleep to them fucking ‘one last time’ for the night.

The next morning she was between my legs, holding my balls as her finger woke up my prostate. As soon as it started pumping, my cock was slowly pushed into her mouth, tongue dancing all around it. Her butt was in the air, my brothers cock inside of it as she began swallowing me down her loving throat. Each swallow made my prostate pump out another thimble full of fluid into her. Her finger was expertly rubbing every surface of my prostate making me go crazy. My cock was all the way inside of her. I could feel it jumping up and down, trying to explode with excitement.

Then she started throat fucking me in rhythm with his long hard fucking of her ass. Rocking her body forward and back between our harder than hard cocks. We didn’t have to move, only hang on so we didn’t get accidently disconnected. Tears, snot and spit covered her face and dripped all over me. I came hard, she just kept fucking us. He came a few minutes later. She fucked us harder. And faster.

She was building up to an explosive orgasm. The feelings were intense. My brother was moaning loudly. My balls were drawn up so high I felt like they might just pull up inside of me, the need to orgasm was so intense. But we were waiting for her. She kept fucking us. Tears were running down my face, I started laughing. I was edging farther than I have ever dreamed of being able to go before.

She suddenly froze, then loudly moaned around my cock and her whole body shook through the most amazing orgasm that I have ever witnessed. My cum flowed out of me in rivers instead of spurts. A powerful torrent of a river. My brother, sweat flying from him, screamed and slammed deep inside of her hanging onto her hips for dear life. I held her head so tightly, hair came lose in my fingers. Wow!

Then we all just limply fell together into one big sweaty pile of well fucked flesh. Breathing heavily, hearts pounding wildly, body fluids soaking into the bedding. My vision was gone. My eyes saw only darkness and the pounding of blood across my vision. My ears were ringing. My balls hurt. My legs were shaking. Best orgasm ever.

We woke up later to the musical voice of our dear friend.
“I rang the doorbell. It is time for your massage. Do you need a few minutes?”
We laughed, and she rolled out of bed to get showered for her massage.

I got up, gave our friend a kiss on the lips. She declined a sweaty hug. LOL. Then I went to make coffee as she set up the massage table. My brother just rolled over and watched her, too exhausted to even speak. Coffee on, I also headed in to shower. We stood there hugging and kissing under the water. She said while kissing me, “I hope you don’t mind, but I think that I am falling in love with you and your brother”.