Erotic Short Stories: Rough and Wild

Story Four - Give Me Everything Tonight Pt 3

Story Four - Part Three

“Which one of us do you want first?” Randy asked me. Oh, God, they were making me choose. I looked between them. They both hovered over me and I couldn’t pick.

“I don’t know. I can’t choose….” Then I burst into tears. What an i***t I am. Why am I crying? They wanted to know too. I put my hands over my eyes, so I couldn’t see the disdain in their eyes from my stupidity.

I felt someone fit my bra back over my t**s. Someone else put a t-shirt on me. I was lifted off the bed in strong arms and taken from the room. I kept my eyes shut like a coward. I didn’t want to see the disappointment in their eyes.

We settled on what felt like a couch and I finally opened my eyes. Kurt was holding me against him. He looked worried.

“Tell us what’s wrong, baby. Was it too much for you? The two of us?” he asked softly.

“No, nothing like that. I have a secret, and it finally hit me in there.” I nearly whispered.

“Tell us, sweet pea. We can’t help you if you don’t tell us.” Randy sat on the other side while I sat on Kurt’s lap. They both had their hands on me and it made it easier that they were being so sweet.

“I was dating this guy. We were together for nine months. But I found out that he was cheating on me with a girl I once counted as a friend. Not like a best friend but…anyway, I didn’t …I mean we never….” I was having trouble saying it out loud even after all the three of us had done in the bedroom.

“Dana? Are you saying you’ve never had s*x before?” Kurt’s voice was odd.

I nodded but kept my head down, so they couldn’t see my face. Randy reached over and pulled my hair back, lifted my chin.

“You were using us to get rid of your virginity?” He wanted to know.

“Yes. In a nutshell, yes. I’m sorry. We can still do it, I want to. He, my ex, never made me feel anything like what I felt with the two of you. It just hit me all at once. I’m sorry I screwed things up.” I sobbed and put my face in my hands again.

Kurt sat back against the couch cushion, bringing me with him. He cuddled me and I stopped crying.

“Aren’t you mad at me?” I was confused that they weren’t yelling at me for messing up their night.

“No, baby. We are far from angry. We are actually really happy. Honored even.” Kurt’s voice sounded turned on again, like when we were in the bedroom.

“Honored?” I was still confused.

“Yes, sweet pea. It’s an honor to take a woman’s first time. It should be special and not given away because you had a fight with your boyfriend.” I started to interrupt, but Kurt held up a hand.

He continued. “No woman should stay with a man that isn’t faithful. That is the worst kind of betrayal. Did you love him?”

“I thought I did, but no. I realized after our breakup that I wasn’t really. But now I just want to get back at him. I had a plan.” Should I tell them? They both looked at me expectantly.

“Well, it seemed like a good plan at the time. I was mad and wanted revenge.”

“Tell us,” Randy said again.

I told them the whole thing. How I wanted to lose my virginity and then sleep with one of his friends so that he would know I wasn’t pure anymore.

“That is epic,” Kurt said. “Diabolical even.” He smirked.

“We can help you with that,” Randy said.

“But Dana?” Kurt began, “Once we take you, we aren’t going to let you go.”

What?

“You see we have been waiting a long time for a special woman to enter our lives. We think you’re the one.” I looked at Randy, who had spoken and then back to Kurt, who was nodding with wide eyes.

“You…you both want to keep me? But we just met, you don’t even know me.” I said incredulously.

“We know enough. The way you responded to us, that was a first for us too. I’m not going to lie. We have been with other women, sometimes at the same time, sometimes not. My body count is ten.”

Randy has been with ten other women. I was surprised that he would be so open and honest with me about that. I looked at Kurt.

“Eight. Women are put off by the scar, but you don’t even seem to notice it.” He said with awe in his voice.

I lifted my hand to his cheek. I ran my fingertips over the jagged mark. Felt the ridges and whirls where the skin had healed crookedly.

“I think it’s hot. I thought so in the bar when I first noticed you. It made my panties wet.” I said shyly.

“f**k, baby. Thank you for that.” I saw deep emotional wounds in Kurt’s eyes before he kissed me hard.

“Kurt didn’t want to approach you because of the scar. I made him go to you. I wanted someone to want him for him.” Randy whispered in my ear while Kurt’s lips were on mine.

“What about me?” Randy asked, huskily, when Kurt and I broke apart, panting hard.

I caught my breath and told him, “I noticed how hard you two were staring at me. I stared at both of your asses and your d***s. The way you both filled out your jeans.” I reached forward to touch him.

“You both have these huge f*****g arms that are like pornography to me. These muscles and,“ I touched the veins on his forearm, “these veins popping out. Pure f*****g eye candy.”

I leaned forward towards him a little more, “But it was your eyes. So intense. Promising all kinds of dark things, and you certainly didn’t disappoint me.” I whispered as he too leaned forward and captured my mouth. He was soft and gentle and…loving.

I felt Kurt’s fingers tighten around my waist. He was hard again. I felt his c**k under my thigh. Did I want what they wanted? What was it they were promising me now? It was different before when it was just s*x. Now they wanted more. They were both practically strangers to me.

“Is it weird that I want to be jealous of women that you have been with before?” Kurt was shaking his head, no, but Randy answered.

“No, we want to be jealous of this ex of yours even if he didn’t touch you in the most intimate of ways. Even if you are broken up and that brought you to us.” I smiled at him.

“We never got as far as what the three of us did together. I was never comfortable enough. Nine months, we dated, and he only ever touched my breasts.” They both snarled, surprising me. The sound was animalistic. But I didn’t have time to think about it.

“We like your revenge plan, but we want to be the ones with you when he knows you’ve lost your virginity. We won’t let you f**k anyone else but us.” Kurt pretty much demanded. I should have been upset by their high-handedness, but I was euphoric.

“That’s okay. I like that plan. Two is better than one anyway, right?” I grinned a little, teasing them.

Kurt hugged me against his chest. “We don’t have to do this tonight. We can hold off if you want.”

Randy encouraged me too, “We want you, but we are ready to wait until you are comfortable.”

I blurted out something that had been bothering me. “How do you know what the other one is thinking? You keep saying we but you haven’t spoken to each other privately to discuss anything.”

They looked at each other as if trying to figure out how much to tell me. I wondered what their secret was. Then they did it again. Finally, Kurt answered.

“Randy and I are cousins. We pretty much grew up together. We share everything, even women on occasion. We just know what the other is thinking.”

“So, it’s just because you have known each other for so long? I don’t have anyone like that. I have two sisters. My parents are divorced. None of us are very close. Dysfunctional family, ya know?”

“We have a lot we’d like to tell you about us, our family. Let’s go back to the bedroom and lie down. We can talk about ourselves. We have questions too.” Randy suggested.

We stayed up a few more hours just talking. I stayed in my borrowed t-shirt and the guys had their boxers on. I found out that they were from a small town near here but had come to the bigger city for work. They travel home a lot to visit their very large family. Both sets of their parents were still alive and shocker, still together. They both had brothers and sisters, other aunts and uncles and cousins. Their grandparents were still alive as well and Randy’s grandparents kind of ran the town they lived in, which sounded like a big deal. Randy’s dad was poised to take over and Kurt’s dad would be helping too.

I asked about the sharing women thing. I was curious why they didn’t want one woman of their own but they kind of put me off that question. Other than saying that some other family members had also done the same thing. In fact, Randy’s sister had two husbands and four kids with another on the way.

“So do you two want a lot of kids too?” I hadn’t thought a lot about having children, but I did want to know their expectations if this worked out between us.

“It is kind of expected, but we will do whatever you want, baby. It’s your body. We just want you to share it with us.” I giggled.

So far they haven’t said anything that I disagree with. I felt comfortable with them. It was so nice that soon I fell asleep between the two of them. I somehow knew I was safe and protected in a way I never knew I craved.