“How about, husband comes home from work early and finds slut wife fucking stepbrother…with permission,” he suggested.
“Yeah,” she laughed. “That works for me much better.”
“Husband and wife, huh?” he nudged her playfully.
“Oh shut up,” she said shyly. “I meant the concept.”
“Well, I like that concept.” He kissed her softly. “Not right now, obviously, but eventually.”
“Step one, tell our families we are dating.”
He laughed. “Whenever you want, babe.”
She groaned. “I really want to tell them but I feel like my parents would not be into us spending the night together when they know we’re boning.”
“I know,” he nodded, “it’s definitely a possibility. We’ll figure out the right time to tell them.”
Killian put her head on his shoulder; he put an arm around her. Jack felt better. He hoped she felt the same relief. They fell into a peaceful silence, enjoying their private moment and the beauty of their surroundings.
LOGAN
Logan had come up with a brilliant—albeit obvious—excuse for the three of them to be behind closed doors on Friday night. His new bedroom was the former den. Said den is where Killian and Jack used to do movie night. They’d moved it to the living room after Logan’s acquisition. Logan’s room did still have a couch and TV in it. No reason the three of them couldn’t do movie night together in its original location.
Now they were all on the couch together watching old episodes of The Twilight Zone in the dimmed light of his room. To be fair, they hadn’t done much watching. Both boys were far more interested in groping Killian than what was on TV, and she was enjoying having her pick of who to make out with whenever she wanted.
It was after Killian crawled into Logan’s lap and straddled him, that he suggested, “Bed?”
She got up, and he pushed her gently into his bed. He pulled her top off before moving on top of her, enjoying their heated kiss very much. One of his legs was between her legs and she was thrusting against his thigh. And his raging erection. Killian moaned against his lips as his hands explored her body. It was clear from the rhythm of her grinding that Killian was thinking about the same thing he was; what it would be like to have him buried deep her pussy.
Unable to resist being inside her any longer, Logan slid his hand into her shorts. When Killian thrust into him again, he sunk two fingers into her wet slit. Hot and slick and tight. She gasped and thrust eagerly against his palm. Knowing he’d likely never learn how Killian’s sweet little pussy would feel on his cock, he settled for enjoying it on his fingers.
Killian was gasping and squirming and practically dripping into his hand.
Logan looked over his shoulder to Jack, who was sitting on the bed, and said, “She needs you.” Logan got off of Killian, slowly pulling his fingers out. He pulled Killian’s shorts off while Jack undressed.
Jack lay down next to Killian. She kissed him hotly, her hands roaming his skin. Then she rolled onto her side, so she was spooned against Jack and facing Logan.
“Will you watch?” Killian asked quietly. She sounded almost nervous to ask.
He raised his brows slightly. It wasn’t what he’d expected but he didn’t mind. “Of course, princess,” he said, leaning over to give her a kiss. “Show me how much you like fucking my brother.”
Killian almost looked surprised by his response. He wasn’t sure what she’d expected him to say either, but it apparently wasn’t that. She seemed to like it though.
“Is this the position you want it in?” asked Jack, kissing her ear and neck.
“Yes.”
Logan could see Jack’s dick poking out from between her thighs, sliding against her pussy lips. He aligned himself with her tight hole and reached around her to part her lips carefully with one hand and make the entrance of his thick cock easier.
Killian whimpered a little as Jack stretched her pussy. She opened her eyes and met Logan’s gaze. He was watching her, as promised. He’d taken off his shirt and was only wearing a pair of shorts that were now tented by his rigid dick, which Killian’s attention had landed on. Logan didn’t take his eyes off her as he rubbed the front of his shorts.
“You have the best pussy in the world, baby girl,” Jack moaned softly in her ear. When he had finally thrust his way in as far as he could, he started to pump in and out of her. The fingers that had kept her lips parted moved to her clit, making her twitch a little.
Logan felt a wet spot growing on his shorts where he had started leaking precum. He slid his hand in his pants and wrapped around his cock, feeling it flex excitedly in response.
Killian began to return Jack’s thrusts eagerly. He kept her pinned firmly against him, preventing her movements from become too fast as he rubbed her clit in tight circles. A tremor ran through her body. “It’s happening already,” she whispered, eyes locked on Logan. “I’m cumming.”
Killian shuddered in ecstasy. Jack kept thrusting, slow and steady. Clearly, in no hurry to rush to the finish line. He’d let up on her clit a little bit but when she had stopped peaking he started to tease it again. Logan had rid himself of his shorts too and was now opening stroking himself while he watched.
“Spread your knees, baby,” said Jack. “I’m going to keep making you cum.”
Killian did as she was told, bending one knee and moving it up so her pussy was more easily accessible. It also spread her towards Logan. His eyes traveled down her body, landing on her pussy, though the view was partially obstructed by Jack’s hand, still working her clit.
“It feels so good,” she breathed.
“You’re going to cum again, aren’t you, princess?” Logan said lowly, watching her writhing in pleasure.
“Yes, Sir.” Killian let out a low moan of arousal.
Killian’s eyes had gone to Logan’s crotch, and she was seemingly fixated on watching him beat off. She was a captive audience. A little bit of sticky, clear precum had dripped on to his hand while he was pleasuring himself and she was looking at it hungrily.
“I need to cum again now,” Killian announced. She was ready.
“That’s it, baby girl,” Jack murmured, “cum on my cock.”
“Oh god,” she moaned, eyes still on Logan, “it’s so good.”
Logan was working his shaft quickly while he watched her orgasm again, enjoying the show. Jack stopped toying with Killian’s clit, his hand gripping her hip instead. He controlled their speed, forcing himself deeper into her channel until he bottomed out. He ground into her, slow and deep.
“Fuck, Jack,” she gasped, reaching behind her and gripping a handful of Jack’s hair. “Your dick is so fucking huge.”
“I know, baby, and you’re doing such a good job taking it,” he praised her. “Now spread your legs wide and play with your clit until you cum again.”
Killian released her hold on Jack’s hair and obediently started to pleasure herself.
“Do you like watching me cum?” Killian asked Logan.
“It’s beautiful, sweetheart,” he smiled at her. “So sexy. Are you going to show me again?”
Killian nodded. He watched her pull her clit hood up, exposing her sensitive nub. Using some of the wetness from her pussy, Killian lightly touched directly on it. Her legs twitched a little in response. She slowly rubbed it.