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)
Hot reams of jizz went straight into the young woman, and Kiki was all about it. She moaned and cried, her curves absorbing our furious fucks even as her secret spaces were filled to the brim with bubbly jism.
“Ohhhhh,” she cries. “Mmmm, yes!”
“Fuck,” I pant again, still releasing into her insides. “Goddamn, you feel good.”
“So fucking tight,” my brother adds in a growl before pulling his dick out. I feel it rather than see it. A huge gush of sperm runs out of her asshole, dripping onto my thighs, but Colt doesn’t give a shit. He leans his head down and presses a kiss to her used pucker.
Kiki startles and lets out a small shriek.
“Daddy, it’s dirty back there!” she protests breathily, still overcome by her climax. “Stop, stop!”
But Colt isn’t having it and merely kisses her there again before lapping at the pleats of her anus.
“Nothing about your body is dirty to us, Kiki. Everything about you is beautiful, sweet, and luscious, and your daddies will touch you anywhere we like. Now, are you ready for round two?”
The sweet girl’s pussy is still impaled on my shaft, and she glances at me before nodding slowly.
“Yes, Daddies,” Kiki breathes. “I’m ready for anything you like. Use my body for your pleasure, Colt and Cason. Treat me like a cumbucket because that’s what I want to be for you.”
I growl with satisfaction, my dick hardening inside her once more.
“Good, sweetheart, because you’re our personal cockholster and we plan on using you until your curves are limp and wrung out. The bull’s only the beginning because we’re double cowboys with plenty of tricks up our sleeve. So get ready, sweet girl, because you’re about to get fucked.”
Then, the three of us descend into forty-eight hours of rancid debauchery because Kiki Thornton is the girl for us. She’s got curves to spare, a wet pussy, and a tight asshole. Add to that a sweet, sensual personality and what more can a man ask for? My twin and I have found our woman … and we no longer give a fuck what our family thinks.
10
Kiki
It’s been three months of pure hedonism with Colt and Cason. We gave up any pretense of me being a ranch hand at the Double C, and instead, I focus my time on pleasing the two men. My bedroom in the Big House is empty because I spend all my time in the twins’ suite. My legs are spread and my breasts bounce as I let Colt and Cason fuck my pussy and ass as much as they like.
But I love it, to tell the truth. I love being a slutty toy for the two handsome cowboys, and the three of us have engaged in some dirty, filthy sex that would make a grown man cry. I’ve taken them double in my vag, and double in my asshole too. I’ve been filled to overflowing with male cream so many times and with such frequency that my thighs are almost permanently damp. I’ve licked the sperm from one mighty dickhead while riding another dick down below, and then let them fuck me with my ankles over my head, taking my pussy and ass in a delicious DP.
So yes, I’m a wanton woman, and not ashamed to admit it. Granted, this isn’t how I anticipated my gap year playing out, but it’s a thousand times better than I imagined. After all, how many girls get to be the willing sex toy of two handsome cowboys? I’m a lucky woman, and I appreciate every second of it.
But there’s more to just the physical attraction between me, Colt and Cason. To be honest, the three of us get along like a house on fire, and the twins have shared things with me that are personal and intimate. They’ve regaled me with stories about their family, going back to when they immigrated from Germany, penniless and desperate. They told me of the massive land-grab that occurred, with their ancestors planting a flag in the soil to stake their claim. They’ve also told me about their interest in crypto, which is fascinating. I had no idea how the blockchain works, and to be honest, I still have no idea, but it doesn’t matter. What does matter is that the twins share their lives with me, and don’t hold back. I adore them for it, and want to help them in any way possible.
But I’m not totally a lady of leisure because no one sits on their ass all day at the Double C. Maybe I’m not up at dawn mucking out stables, but I feed the goats and collect eggs from the hen house. I’ve also taken an interest in working with the ranch’s livestock guardian dogs, and Kanga is my favorite. She’s still a pup, but I love working with her despite her rambunctious ways and sharp puppy yips.