Having Kier take his anger at being neglected was a punishment that I could get used to, but what I had forgotten about was Chad...
As Kier and I lay, basking in the afterglow of him taking full possession of me, I hadn't noticed the figure sitting the in the lounge chair of my bedroom. Sitting up to go to the bathroom, I screamed as I was startled, waking Kier in the process. In the chair, sitting silently, was Chad.
He never said a word, nor do I know how long he had been there. As I was about to ask, he suddenly jumped onto the bed, pushing me backward and wrapping his hands around my neck. Instead of being afraid, I was instantly turned on. Chad had not given me this much attention in months, and I secretly wanted him to squeeze a bit tighter.
"You are such a dirty whore", he growled through gritted teeth. "You have fucked every man in my family, and now you have let my little brother do things to your body that I would have never been allowed to do."
Staring him straight in the eyes, I smiled and said, "You could have done all this and more, but I was never enough for you, Chad. I could never fill your void of having a man fuck you."
"You slut!" he screamed while squeezing, and I moaned. My cunt became more saturated with the pressure he applied. He realized that I was enjoying it and reached back, gripping my cunt, feeling the wetness he was creating.
"You want this. You want me to fuck you, don't you? You sexy little whore. Fine, Celeste, I will fuck you until you beg me to stop, just like you did with Kier. Don't either of you fucking move," he said as he got off the bed to remove his clothes.
Kier was about to lunge at him when I grabbed his wrist, looking at him, and I silently signaled for him to allow Chad to do as he pleased. He was angry, and there would be no calming him down. So, it was better to let him have his way.
Chad removed his clothes, then looked at Kier, saying, "Don't look at me like that, she has always been mine no matter who she fucks, and I will never give her to you.
Climbing back onto the bed, Chad said nothing as he flung my legs apart, looking briefly at my leaking cunt, before ramming his fist into it without any extra lubrication or warning. I screamed at the pain and pleasure it gave as he began pushing in and out of my now gaping pussy.
"Do you like that whore? You seemed to like it when Kier did it," he said as he pushed deeper into me. I came almost immediately. The thought of him being this aggressive was a new turn-on for me, reiterating that I enjoyed the brutality of sex and its sensuality. The more I came, the deeper Chad slammed his fist.
"Fuck yeah, Chad! Fist my pussy! Do it!" I screamed as my walls cliched, and I came on his hand.
By now, Kier's cock had become hard as steel, watching eagerly as his brother ravished me. Chad took notice of his brother's arousal and told him to straddle my waist, facing him. I couldn't see, but judging by Kier's moan, I knew that Chad must have taken his cock into his mouth.
The fisting slowed, but the slurping and Kier's moaning got louder and faster. Moments later, Kier lifted from my waist, thrusting forward and upward, as he unloaded his cum into his brother's throat. I smiled, knowing this would add a new layer to Kier's growing sexual experiences. I felt Chad's warm mouth on my pussy, and him spreading my hole, then a gush of fluid as he deposited Kier's cum into my hole. Chad's actions were new, and I liked the feeling of him using his mouth to spill cum into me.
