Greetings kinky readers!
This is a sequel to Delilah's Double Cock Night! This will make much more sense if you read that one first!
All characters in this story are grown adults over the age of eighteen. Rob and his friend Andy are both nineteen, and Rob's sister Delilah is twenty-seven.
It's short on character development, and just a way for me to write about some kinky people doing kinky things. In addition to incest, there's cum-swallowing, double penetration, creampies, and a hint of bisexuality.
It contains a threesome involving a grown woman, her college aged brother and his best friend.
If you are not comfortable with a threesome involving a woman and two males who are very comfortable being naked and aroused next to each other, this story will probably not be your cup of tea.
As with most things that I write, this series takes place in a happy alternate reality where people don't worry about pandemics, std's, or the need for birth control.
IsabellaEmily
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Then:
"You guys are filthy." I said. "You are the nastiest men who have ever fucked me."
"Maybe you should punish us." Laughed Andy.
"I will." I said, smiling into the darkness. "At first light we're headed to the hotel and after we take showers, I'm going to think of something suitable for each of you."
Now:
I woke up with a naked man pressed against me from each side. I was stiff from sleeping on the ground, and I felt warm from the combined body heat of all three of us under one unrolled sleeping bag.
We were all sprawled on one of the sleeping bags, and at one point in the night one of them must have gotten cold and pulled the other over all of us. Despite the cool air wafting in through the open tent flap we were plenty warm.
They were both still asleep, and I could feel Andy's stiff morning wood poking against my thigh. In the dim morning light, I could see Rob's cockhead sticking up and tenting the sleeping bag.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of two naked male bodies against my own. I had a live in female lover back home, and despite my romantic preference for females I still enjoyed making love with the occasional male.
Although playing with two of them at the same time had been a kinky new adventure.
Emily and I sometimes brought a third person into our bed. Usually, we'd invite a lesbian friend to join us, but once in a while we'd want a male so we could share a cock. However, I'd never had two cocks at once before.
I tried to relax and fall back asleep, but I couldn't.
I had to pee really bad, and the realization that I'd inevitably have to do it out in the drizzly pre-dawn weather was only making the need more intense.
I sat up quietly, looking longingly at Rob's stiff bulge under the sleeping bag.
I wondered about relieving my bladder and then coming back in here and doing my best to convince one or both of the guys to fuck me.
I looked around and realized that while my jeans and panties were in the tent, I'd left my bra and shirt out by the fire pit. I reached for my jeans and realized that there wasn't enough room to pull them on without waking up the guys.
I also wasn't entirely sure that the pressure in my bladder would afford me the luxury of wrestling myself into my jeans before getting the best of me. Now that I was sitting up the need to relieve myself had intensified.
Rob's hoodie was in the corner of the tent, still a little damp from when he'd been caught in the downpour last night, but I decided that beggars couldn't be choosers.
I pulled it on and balled my jeans up, and then moved to the tent flap, unzipping it all the way and sticking my head out into the pre-dawn darkness.
It was raining lightly, and the cool wind felt good on my face after the warm tent. I got to my feet and stepped out into the drizzling rain.
I smiled at the feeling of the wet grass on my bare feet. I'd be cold soon, but for the moment it felt nice. I'd been spending too much time indoors over the past several years.
Wearing only the hoodie and carrying my jeans, I walked several steps away from the campsite, staying in the soft grass, looking for a place to pee.
I considered finding something to sit on, but everything was soaked, and I'd just end up even wetter.
I realized that there probably wasn't a good way to do this, so with a quick look around to ensure that I was alone out here, I simply spread my legs and pulled the hoodie up over my waist and let go.
My piss hissed out onto the grass, and despite the chill in the early summer morning air I smiled at the free feeling of just peeing where I stood.
After a while my flow slowed to a trickle, and I shook my hips back and forth in a futile replacement for the ability to wipe, and then took several steps back towards the tent and shook out my jeans and stepped into them.
I was thoroughly soaked and desperately wanted a hot shower and some coffee. I stepped into my wet shoes that were outside the tent, and then went and picked up my bra and shirt.
I thought about just getting in my car and leaving the guys to fend for themselves but figured that would be a little cruel. I didn't want them to think I was angry or embarrassed about what the three of us had shared last night.
Besides, I was still hoping for another round of fucking from them both.
As much as it would please me to stay another night in town and take either of them into my hotel room and fuck and suck until we were exhausted, I was very much hoping to play with both of them at once.
I stuck my head into the tent and realized that the inside of the tent smelled like nothing but fucking. With a grin I reached out and grabbed the sleeping bag, pulling it off of them and getting a good look at their morning stiffened pricks.
"Hey wake up guys!" I called out. "It's still raining and I'm cold and wet. What are you guys planning to do today?"
Rob sat up and groaned.
"What time is it?" asked Andy.
"Almost six." I answered. "But I had to pee and I got too wet and cold to go back to sleep."
"We were gonna make breakfast." Rob mumbled. "But not if it's raining."
"Everything is soaking wet." I told them. "Why don't you get dressed and throw everything in the back of your truck and come to my hotel? We can take hot showers and then get some breakfast sent to the room."
"That sounds good." Said Andy. "Better than sitting here in the rain."
"Good." I said. "Just come through the lobby and up to my room. I'm in 707. And by the way Rob, I stole your sweatshirt."
Before he could say anything I got into my car and started it, hitting the heater as soon as I got onto the gravel road.
I knew I wouldn't have long before they got the campsite torn down, but I didn't need much of a head start for what I had planned.
I stopped near the hotel at a twenty-four-hour chain store, and went inside and bought a scented candle, some lube, and some body wash.
By the time I got to the hotel it was starting to rain harder, but thanks to the rental car's heater I was finally starting to warm up. I parked and grabbed my shopping bag.
I got out into the rain and grabbed my bag from the trunk of the car, stuffing my wet bra and shirt into the hoodie's pocket.
I trudged through the dark parking lot and went up into my room, stopping just inside the door to strip off my wet jeans and the soaked hoodie. I'd left my panties in the tent, and I smiled at the thought of one of the guys keeping them.
I stepped into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I broke out in a grin as I realized that I looked like I'd been in the woods all night. I also noted the happy look on my face that I often got after I'd been well fucked.
