A woman—living in a house with three brothers could be considered one lucky bitch or a whore. It all depended on who you asked. As far as the three brothers, to most, they were lucky bastards to be sharing a house with a woman—especially if she put out to all three. Living with three young, virile males between the ages of 26-30 was any nymphomaniacs dream come true and Angel was living it. When she rented a room from the guys three years ago it was purely platonic but within a year she was fucking all three brothers—and loving it. Angel had her choice of one, two, or three cocks at her beck and call.
Angel—24 was a BBW and she sure knew how to use her assets. She was only 5'4" but put her in 4-inch heels, thigh high stockings and a garter belt, her legs seemed to go on forever. She had a mop of curly auburn hair kept cut in a pixie cut, brown eyes, and a dusting of freckles across her nose. Her prize possessions were her 40 C knockers. The brothers also loved her thick thighs and the way her thighs held their heads to her cunt when eating her out. She worked a law clerk for the local college part-time.
The oldest brother was Colin—age 30. He owned and operated a motorcycle repair shop that specialized in
Harley Davidson's.
He loved to wear the leather pants and vest under which he wore either black or grey tee shirts that showed off his rock hard abs. At home, it was tight ass hugging black jeans. Colin stood 6 ft tall, short black hair, and a panty-dropping smile. He was the strong silent type and head of the house.
Next in line was Derek—age 28. He was an artist and owned a small art gallery in their tourist town. He had moved east to try his hand in the art field but found he was missing that small town feel so he had moved back home five years ago. He was also jeans and tee shirt type guy—the rattier the better. As the artist of the bunch he was the emotional one and would help direct the emotions of the sexual encounters and the harmony of the house. Derek was also 6' with his head shaved bald and a small goatee which Angel called her fuzzy clit tickler.
Last, but not least, was the baby of the family Adam—26. He worked for a construction company that built houses and he had no interest in owning his own business at this time like his brothers. He was also very different in the way he looked. He was only 5'8" and instead of being buff like his brothers he was built solid like a tank, the result of the heavy work he did each day. His black hair was down past his shoulders and got into his face at times, but usually kept it pulled back in a pony tail. He was the jokester of the family.
One thing that all three of the brothers had in common was their eyes; a mesmerizing green with flecks of gold inherited from their father. From their father, who was a spry sixty years old, they had also inherited his insatiable sex drive—and 8-inch thick cock.
It had been a long busy week for the boys and they were all ready for a fun weekend of sex, beer, and more sex but there may be a glitch in their plans—Angel. For the past week, she had been a real bitch to all of them. Angel had been snapping and yelling at them, refusing them sex, and stomping around the house like a mad bull. She was due home in an hour and the boys had called a joint meaning to discuss how to handle the situation.
Derek and Adam were chowing down on pizza when Colin came rushing in the back door. "Sorry I am late but had a customer walk in at the last minute," he said snagging a piece of luke-warm pizza. "Either of you knows what is wrong with Angel? Have one of you clowns did something to piss her off?"
"No," they said in unison
"We thought you had done something Colin," Derek said. "You are closer to her than either of us."
"I am as clueless as you two are."
"Then I think when she comes in tonight we should give her a chance to explain herself and if she does not she gets the three devils treatment," Adam suggested looking at his brothers for confirmation.
Colin and Derek gave a nod of agreement. During the rest of the meal, they chatted about mundane things and then went to get ready for Angel. Angel pulled into the driveway thirty minutes later than normal, hoping the guys would not be too angry at her for delaying their usual Friday night party. Stepping into the hallway she shut the door behind her and kicked off her heels. As she bent over to pick them up Angel could sense someone looking at her. Raising her head she saw all three brothers standing in front of—nude with various stages of a hard-on.
"Sorry I am late. Give me ten minutes to shower and I will be ready to join the party," she said as she made an attempt to move around them but found her way blocked.
"Truth time Angel," said Colin. "Why have you been such a bitch lately?"
Not wanting to dredge up what had made her such a bitch and possibly could ruin her good mood Angel replied, "It is resolved. Angel is happy."
"It may be resolved but we have to know why you were such a bitch to us all week." Derek said, "You have two choices; tell us or face the three devils treatment."
Angel looked at Adam, whom she had the most control over and before she could say anything Adam said, "It was my suggestion and we are all in agreement. You are not going to be able to use your sexy charms to get us to change our minds."
Angel looked from one brother to the other, trying to decide if she was going to tell them or call their bluff. After all, one or more of the brothers, including herself, had come up with various sexual games to play and this was definitely one of those times—or so she thought. She could not wait to be a part of the latest game, but if she knew, Angel would not have been so anxious to a part of it.
"As I said, let me shower and I will meet you in the playroom in ten."
"So you are not going to tell us, right?" Derek asked "Last chance."
Giving them the finger she started toward them. They parted to let her through, Adam grabbing and pinching her ass as she passed by him, Colin, to the right, pinched her nipple. They watched her ass wiggle and bounce as she ran up the stairs to grab her shower, then they went into the playroom to wait for her. When she strolled into the playroom ten minutes later smelling of peaches she was so horny Angel did not notice that a new piece had been added.
"So guys, let the party begin," Angel said, "Who wants to tell me the rules of the new game or show me how it starts?"
"It is easier to show you than tell you," Derek told her as he led her over to the newest addition to the playroom.
There in front of her was some type of apparatus made of two sawhorses with a thin board attached between them with padding on the board, top and sides. When Angel looked at it closer she could see there were four leather straps at the bottom, two to each side.
Looking from one brother to the other she asked: "What in the hell is that thing and where did it come from?"
Colin chuckled and said, "Adam made it and it has been in the spare room in case we ever found the need to use it."
"And we have found the need today," Derek said as he nudged her closer. "Angel, act like a spoiled child, stomping around, snapping everybody's head off, being an all-around bitch, you will be treated like one."
Angel was listening so intently to Derek, her mouth open, ready to blast him for the way he was talking to her that she did not notice that Colin was on the other side of the apparatus until he reached over and grabbed her arm.
"Welcome Angel to the three devils spanking horse," as he pulled her across the board. Adam, who had been standing to the side, grabbed her other hand and between the two of them, they got her hands fastened in the leather strap. Derek did the same with her legs. Angel wiggled and pulled but she was fastened down tight. Managing to raise her head some she saw all three brothers whispering among themselves and looking at her, smiling.
Colin separated from his brothers and walked over to her asking, "Comfortable Angel? Is there enough padding against your stomach because we don't want to hurt any part of your body except that ass?"
