Starring blankly at the white ceiling, I begged my brain to remember what the hell happened last night.
My body felt sweaty, sticky and gross. My pussy and ass sore and leaking what I knew for sure was cum, if the bits and pieces of my memory were any indication, or the two men sound sleep beside me.
I had just woken up but it felt like I hadn't gotten even a minute of sleep. My body felt so heavy and even though my bladder was screaming for relief, I couldn't pull myself out of these wet sheets.
"You're awake" a disturbingly familiar voice said and even though I was reluctant to look at the man who was looking at my cum stained, naked body, I moved my eyes from the ceiling to look at a half naked Daniel, only a towel covering his lower half.
Daniel was my husband's second older brother and was the shy one of the siblings.
It was flashes of his face while he came inside me that made my eyes water.
He was here last night, all night by the way he was dressed and he abused me too, he used my body like I was some kind of cheap whore they had paid.
"No, please don't cry. I can explain everything," he said climbing on the bed to lay beside my filthy, naked body and hold me while I cried.
One thing I liked about Daniel was that he was also gentle and as much as I wanted to push him away, my heart yearned to be held.
I needed this comfort, the fact that he was the reason I needed comfort in the first place pushed to the deepest recesses of my mind. I just needed to be held.
After a while, the sobbing stopped and I pushed away from him, wiping my face as I slid away from him, towards the foot of the bed.
"Look, I might not know what you're feeling right now but I do know you need to feel clean and I also know it'll hurt to walk. Can I approach so I can take you to the bathroom?" he asked and I suddenly remembered my nakedness and brought my hands up to cover my breasts.
I didn't like the feel of dried cum on my skin and I hated how the crusted liquid was cracking beneath my fingers.
I was filthy and the aching in my body was what made me drop my head and nod while I closed my eyes in sheer anger and embarrassment.
He moved from where he was sitting and gently took me into his arms when he got off the bed.
He carried me to the bathroom and gently put me on the toilet, leaving me to relieve myself while he started the shower.
My pussy burned when the hot piss shot out forcefully, making me wince and bend forward.
Fresh tears fell from my eyes when I finished peeing and my body trembled from the intensity of the pain in my crotch.
He let me breathe a little before picking me up and putting me in the shower but what was surprising was that he threw his towel off and joined me.
I felt my muscles ache sweetly under the hot spray of water and closed my eyes to savour the feeling.
I jumped when I felt hands on my body but froze when I realised Daniel had put soap on a lufa and was gently moving it across my body, washing my body clean.
He turned me around and washed my back and hands before pulling me to lean on him.
His hands were so gentle that I started liking how they were gliding ever so gently over my stomach and boobs, closing my eyes and letting myself get lost in the feeling.
"I'm sorry it happened the way it did. We were supposed to be gentle, introduce you properly to the family" he said, breaking me out of my daze.
Introduce? Did he just call gang raping me introducing me to the family?
"Our family is very close. Very very close. And we do all kinds of things together, we like to keep in the family and every new edition must participate" he whispered the words into my ear while his hand had somehow found my clit without me noticing.
A burst of sweet burning pleasure shot through my pussy, wiping my mind of all reasonable thought and all I could think about was how good his fingers felt playing with my pussy.
He placed his mouth on my neck and kissed and sucked, forcing sweet moans out of me. Touching all the right places like he's known my body for years, making me melt in his arms.
"Fuck you're so gorgeous!" He whispered aggressively into my ear and whipped around so fast that he had to steady me with his arms before crashing his lips on mine.
I responded immediately, forgetting everything that had happened, the only thing on my mind was that sweet tingle in my pussy that needed to scratched.
One of his hands found a nipple while the other went back to clit, flicking and rubbing gently in circles.
"Oh god!" I moaned, breaking the kiss so I could breath and his mouth went back to my throat, sending me down a dark path filled with nothing but bliss.
This was wrong, so bloody wrong. I was cheating on my husband with his brother! Yes, he gave me to his family to use and abuse but this was still wrong!
I don't know whether it was his skilled hands playing my body like a violin or the taboo of the situation but the orgasm that rocked through me had me seeing a white light.
My body burned as wave after wave hit me hard, making me tremble in his strong arms.
"Oh god, yes, yes, yes please don't stop!" the words ripped out of me before I could even think them through. This felt so good, he felt so good and now, I needed more.
His fingers left my clit and his mouth connected with mine, kissing hard, desperately.
He turned me around, gently this time and pushed me to lean forward. Bracing my hands on the wet shower walls, I felt his hands play with my slit before they were replaced by his hard cock.
Heat bubbled up in my pussy and I swear I felt myself drip a little, I wanting him so bad.
He thrust his hard thickness swiftly, filling me up in ways I didn't think possible. I felt a little embarrassed that such a big cock could just slide so easily inside me, I was so ready for him.
