Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Our habit started a long time ago, actually. Back in college, my bro and I dated different ladies. It never even entered our head to fuck the same woman, but shit came about by chance. We were at a frat party, and the usual BS went down. The boys hired a hooker to service the crew, except this time, the girl wasn’t experienced, at least not with gang-bangs. She looked alarmed when we took her up into the rec room before locking the door, and her eyes grew round as her breasts heaved.
“I’m not sure,” she muttered. “I mean…”
“Didn’t Carina tell you that you’d be doing a gang bang?” Tyler, our chapter president, snarled. “What the fuck? We’re Sigma Epsilon Chi, which is S-E-X in Greek letters. What did you think you’d be doing, drinking afternoon tea?”
To my horror, her eyes filled with tears as her lip trembled.
“Well, I’m not sure,” the woman hedged. “Carina wasn’t too specific, and I thought—”
Tyler snarled again, this time getting in her face.
“We paid for a fucking gang-bang, and that’s what we’re going to get. So if you’re not going to deliver—”
I stepped in then.
“No need to be a jerk,” I rumbled. “Listen, I’ll talk to her first, okay? We’ll figure out where to go with this.”
“Where to go?” Tyler echoed disbelievingly. “There’s nowhere to go. We hired a girl for all of us to fuck, and now this here chickadee says she’s not ready.”
“It’s not that I’m not ready—” the woman protested, tears rolling down her cheeks now.
“She just needs a little time to warm up,” Colt growled. “You fuckers exit, and that includes you,” he said with a snarl at Tyler. “We’ll talk to her. In the meantime, get the fuck out.”
That was that. Our frat brothers left the room, leaving us with the young woman in the silence of the attic. She sniffled a bit, wiping at her cheeks. The woman was beautiful and lush with tanned skin, long honey-blonde hair, and caramel brown eyes. She was wearing a hoochie little top which showed off her big breasts, and a tiny mini-skirt paired with sky-high heels. Yet there was something innocent about her too, and my brother and I shared a glance.
“So what was your name?” Colt asked in the silence of the room. “I’m Colt, and this is my twin, Cason.”
“Arielle,” she murmured while wiping away her tears. “I’m here to work, I swear, but Carina … well, Carina did tell me I’d be servicing multiple men,” she admitted. “I’m just … well, it’s my first time doing a gang-bang, that’s all.”
My brother and I paused.
“Are you okay doing a gang-bang?”
Arielle wiped at her wet cheeks again.
“Yes. Or at least, I thought I was, but when I saw all of you, I started getting panicky. Again, I’ve never done this before.”
Colt shoots her a look.
“Never done this?” he echoed. “You’ve never been with men, or you’ve never—”
“No, I’m not a virgin,” she corrected hastily. “I just … well, I needed the money so I agreed to do a gang-bang,” she said, her voice dying to a whisper on the word “gang-bang.” “The rate is a lot more,” she explained, cheeks flushing from humiliation. “And I need to make rent.”
My heart contracted because people often have pre-conceived notions about who you meet in certain types of work. Yes, Arielle was beautiful to look at and dressed like a slutty ho, but it’s clear that she was a young girl trying to get by in a harsh and unrelenting world. My heart swooped, and I wanted to help her.
“Let’s get you warmed up, then. How about it?”
Arielle colored, her cheeks going a fetching shade of pink.
“What do you mean?”
Colt and I shared a glance.
“My brother and I will help you loosen up,” I clarified in a deep voice. “It won’t be a gang-bang, but taking two men will get you prepped so that you can be ready for what comes later in the night. Think of it as a step in the right direction.”
Arielle blushed again, and my heart contracted again with emotion. The girl was beautiful but what the hell was she thinking saying yes to a gang-bang for money? But then, I caught myself. Even as a young man, I knew that I was lucky. My family wasn’t rich, but we always had food to eat and a roof over our heads. The struggle Arielle faced opened our eyes, and Colt and I were gentle with her … at first.
After all, once she was warmed up, Arielle became a wanton woman. The lush blonde grew comfortable with my twin and I looming over her, and soon, she was nude and wet, parting her legs while beckoning us closer.
“Thank you for being so kind,” she whispered as I entered her tiny vag. “Oooh, yes,” she hummed as her eyes drifted closed. “Mmmm.”