HUGE X2: A TWIN STEPBROTHER MENAGE ROMANCE (HUGE Series)

I have ankles like an elephant.  Everything about me feels swollen and over-ripe.  I’m fit to burst but Eth and Nath don’t seem to care.  We’re lying on our giant bed, and I have my feet raised up on decorative pillows.  I feel like a whale but Nathan is stroking my hair absentmindedly as he reads his Kindle and Ethan has his face pressed against the side of my belly as he has an afternoon nap.  I’m too tired to move, and too content too, so I rub my hand over my belly, nudging a limb that seems intent on poking its way out.  I only have three weeks to go but it feels like three years.  Dr. Harper is going to induce me early because it’s twins and because they seem to be taking after their fathers in size!

I say fathers but who really knows.  There are two babies growing inside me. Two little lives that will come into the world because of our love.  Twin’s to follow in their daddies’ footsteps, except they are both girls and non-identical too.  It was fascinating to see them at the scan, floating around in their own little individual fluid sacks.  It was strange to talk to Eth and Nath afterwards about how they feel.  In a way I think they were relieved not to be having carbon copies of themselves.  Ethan talked about how they will be more like ordinary sisters and not like real twins. Nathan nodded and looked thoughtful.  “We won’t dress them the same,” he said later.  “And we can cut their hair different too.”

I wonder what my baby twins will make of their daddies.   Neither Eth or Nath have talked about finding out who is the father.  I know that even identical twins have some genetic differences but they don’t seem to be bothered to know for sure.  I know they’ve always felt like one person divided.  Most importantly I know they’ll both love our daughters like their own, no matter what.

Nathan’s phone rings and he reaches over to his nightstand.  I grin, thinking about the little shelf that Eth bought from Home Depot and Nath put up on the wall in the middle of our bed.  I think they’d got fed up of me reaching over them in the night to take a drink of water.  I always sleep in the middle you see and our bed is sized like a cruise liner!

Nath is chatting to Wendell about the impending due date and it makes me smile that our parents seem to have gotten over their initial shock at our unusual relationship and are now impatient grandparents to be.  Mom is still a little weird about things occasionally.  Mainly when I mention buying new bed linen, or when she sees them both peck me on the cheek when they’re leaving to go to a ball game with their father.  I guess it must be strange to think about your daughter in such an unconventional arrangement.

When we told our friends, they started off trying to cover their shock with vague comments along the lines of ‘cool, man’ and ‘good for you.’  Then, after a few drinks it was all, ‘so where do y’all sleep?’  Once the twins told them, unashamed as they are about everything, there were lots of raised eyebrows from the girls and approving looks from the boys.  Katelin’s face was a picture, I guess because I’d managed to keep my feelings about Eth and Nath a secret for so long.  Also, I guess because I’d never been particularly adventurous about sex before.

I can’t tell you how many women have told me in whispered voices that I’m a lucky girl and I need to hold onto those men with everything I’ve got.  Believe me, I don’t need telling.

Nath is laughing at something his dad has said and Eth stirs, pulling me closer to him.  I stroke his sleep-mussed hair and glance across at Nath who is finally disconnecting.

“Dad’s invited us over tonight,” he says.

“What time,” I ask as he moves closer and cuddles into me.  I’m distracted as he gazes at me.  I hope my babies inherit their fathers’ eyes.  Nath’s look bluer than the color-enhanced images of the Caribbean Sea, and the way they crinkle at the side when he smiles at me makes my heart skip every time.  I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of looking at the Stanmore twins.  My beautiful boys.

“Couple of hours,” he says, moving closer so he can kiss me.  His lips are so soft.  His fingers possessively tangle into my hair just above my ear and I moan lightly as his tongue touches mine.

“Carrie,” he whispers as his hand moves to start unbuttoning his shirt that I’m wearing to lounge in.  My breasts are heavier than they were before, my nipples bigger and darker.  The way my body has been changing has been a source of endless fascination to the twins. “Can I touch you?” he asks and I nod.  When his hand caresses gently between my breasts, I moan.  It’s loud enough to wake Ethan it seems because he raises his head and looks over at us.

“What am I missing?” he asks in a voice thick with sleep.

“Nothing dude,” Nathan laughs.

“Doesn’t look like nothing to me,” Ethan says, slipping his hand over the slope of my belly possessively.

“We’re going to dad’s in two hours,” Nathan says as if to try and distract Ethan.  We sort of have an unspoken rule that there is to be no shenanigans without all of us present.

“Just enough time then,” Ethan says, sending a shiver up my spine.  He isn’t joking.  In the early days I spent most of my time walking around in a sex-induced state of total sleep deprivation!  The twins just don’t seem to have an off switch.

“I feel like a whale…” I say but my words are cut off by Nathan’s lips, just as Ethan starts to pull down my panties.  He’s kneeling between my legs in a flash, pushing them wide so he can take what he wants.  I know what he’ll do next and I’m already wet with anticipation.  The twins have moves I’d never even heard of.  But Ethan has a thing about feeling me come on his tongue.  He told me once that it makes him so horny.  I guess he must feel powerful too, for being able to give me so much pleasure so easily.  Eth’s tongue finds my clit just as Nath’s mouth latches onto my nipple.  They both suck with the same intense rhythm that totally blows my mind.  I shift my hips but Ethan holds me down, flicking and flicking at the underside of my clit until I’m panting.  He pushes two fingers just a little way inside me and pushes upwards again and again.  Nathan twists my nipple with his fingers, pulling hard enough to sting.  They know just what I need, like they’ve read the manual of me and memorized all the details.  They also know what will tip me over the edge, and Nath doesn’t disappoint.

“Look at you,” he says harshly, whispering his filthy words into my ear.  “Dirty girl loves getting her pussy licked.  Does it feel good, Carrie?”  He waits for me to nod, because it does.  Oh, it does.  “Is my brother gonna make you come, baby.  Has he got his fingers all up inside you?  Is he fucking you with his hand, opening you up so he can slide his cock right in?”  I whimper, as Ethan’s hand speed up.  “That’s it,” Nathan croons, taking my hand and wrapping it around his cock.  “Feel what you do to me, Carrie, when you’re moaning like that.  Pull it baby,” he orders, showing me how he wants it.  Nath is rougher with himself than usual.  More urgent in a way that I love.  I want them like this, always.  Desperate and needy but totally in control.  “Harder,” he says, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes.

Ethan chooses just that moment to push in another finger.  I feel so full inside, wide open and wetter than a river.  He pushes in so deep I feel his knuckles bang against that little place inside that can bring so much pleasure.  I cry out in a voice that doesn’t sound human; a keening wail of release so intense that my skin breaks out in goose bumps.  I let go of Nathan’s cock, unable to focus on anything but the intensity of the orgasm that the twins have torn from me.  Ethan pulls out his fingers and I moan as he presses his tongue against my entrance.

The pulsing waves of pleasure seem to go on forever but eventually, as I’m coming down I open my eyes and see Nathan passing Ethan a pillow.

With my bump the size that it is, the logistics of sex are interesting.  A little something is required to angle my hips just right and give the twins enough space.  Just before Ethan starts to arrange me I roll onto my side and push up onto my knees.  They might like to be the directors, but I’m feeling like taking over some of the decisions.

I hear the boys chuckle because they know what I want.

There is something about this position that gets me deep down.  Maybe it’s because the twins seem to come so hard this way.  Maybe it’s because they seem to be able to come almost at the same time too.  I expect Ethan to stay behind me but they must communicate something in their silent twin way because Nathan slips off the edge of the bed and so does Eth and then I feel Nathan’s hand on my hip and Ethan’s hand on my cheek.

In their synchronized twin way, they move on me at the same time, Nathan pushing the head of his huge cock against my entrance, and Ethan bring the head of his closer to my lips.  I don’t see them signaling to each other but I’m sure they do because they drive forward together, Nathan forcing his way into my orgasm-swollen pussy and Ethan between my kiss-swollen lips.  I feel so full but I can take it.  I’ve had three years of training now.

It doesn’t matter how many times the twins fuck me, I can never seem to get over the sheer size of them.  Nathan’s cock in so large that he has to hold my hips and pull me back onto him to get in as deep as he wants to.  When he’s in all the way I moan around Ethan’s cock and he grunts with pleasure.  Stroking my cheek gently, I know he’s looking down at me.  The whole idea of a threesome might seem vulgar to some people but to me it just means double the love.

Double the affection.

Double the fun.

Triple the pleasure.  Make that a hundred times.

Fuck.  Nathan starts moving, and it’s slow torture.  The long pull as he withdraws and the quick thrust when he pushes back in deep.  I wish I had his view so I could see how explicit it looks.  I know my pussy lips must be split wide and flared out around his cock.  I know my juices will have coated him and made everything look slick.  I can feel how his thumbs are creating indentations in the flesh of my ass.  Every move is so good I want to gasp but I can’t because Ethan is keeping my mouth well and truly busy.

The twins are very considerate when I give them head.  Where other men would push until they went too deep and hit the gag reflex, my boys know just how far they can go.  The feeling of Ethan’s smooth cock between my lips send a shiver of pleasure through my body.  He uses his cock to stroke over my bottom lip, then he tells me to lick it.  He likes to watch me use my tongue on him, especially when I swirl it around.  I love it when he grips my hair a little too tightly and holds me in place.  He does it now, just as his brother starts to really pound into me.  Nathan’s thighs slap into mine, his grip on my hips gets tighter.  I feel coiled like a spring and wide, wide open.  Ethan uses his hand to jerk himself a little.  I love watching the twins touch themselves.  I think that’s my biggest kink of all.

“Come in my mouth,” I tell him, knowing that the invitation will drive him crazy.  He pulls harder at his huge cock and I wonder how it doesn’t hurt him.  I lick out, tasting his excitement and moaning as Nathan reaches around to rub my clit.

When we first started fucking I thought I was a zero to one orgasm girl.  My two previous boyfriends had been pretty hit or miss as to whether they could tip me over the edge.  When Eth and Nath first tried to get me to come for a second time I thought they were wasting their energy.  I guess I should never have doubted them though.  They didn’t have the whispered reputation that they did for nothing.  The firm press of Nathan’s finger is sweet enough that I push back against his cock, wanting it deeper; as deep as I can take it.

“That’s it, Carrie. Fuck me.  Come on my cock,” he orders, slapping my ass with his other hand in the way he knows that I love.

“Please,” I moan, pushing back harder.  Nathan’s finger speeds up and his thrusts get harder and more determined.  He knows I’m close. He can probably sense that his brother is close too, from the way Ethan’s abs are flexing with restraint.  “That’s it,” I gasp as Nathan changes his angle slightly.  The head of his cock hits me in just the right spot and I know it’s going to happen.  It’s an orgasm that comes from deep within my pussy, and the pleasure caresses my body, passing through me like ripples on a pond.  “Baby,” Nathan gasps from behind, slowing only momentarily and then starting to pound into me frantically.  I know he wants to come while I’m still gripped with pleasure.  Ethan pushes the head of his cock past my lips and I hollow my cheeks, sucking hard as his cock swells to bursting.  Ethan starts to come first, filling my mouth with hot, salty cum just as I feel Nathan’s cock begin to swell inside me.  Oh god, the feeling I get from taking them over the edge this way is too much.  My heart feels overflowing with love for my stepbrothers who have become my lovers.

My pulse is racing and my breath is coming in pants. Before I was pregnant our sex life would leave me exhausted enough.  Everything is magnified when you are growing twins.  When Nathan pulls out I roll onto my side to rest.  Ethan lays behind me and Nathan in front.  I love the way they are after sex.  Yes, they get sleepy but not so much that they can’t make me feel loved.  Nathan kisses my mouth tenderly as Ethan nuzzles my neck and holds my hand.  I could sleep for a week but I know we’re gonna need to get ready to go soon.

I can feel Nathan’s cum leaking from inside me and slipping over my thigh.

“Nath,” I say, cupping his cheek with my hand.  “You getting frustrated, baby?”

He looks at me, confused.  “You know, because we haven’t had sex for a couple of days.”

He frowns, still not getting what I’m talking about.  “You came like a river, baby.  It’s all spilling out of me.  So much more than usual.”  For a moment he seems to take in what I am saying, then he sits up with a start and looks at the bed.

When he turns to look at me, he’s smiling.  “Carrie, baby.  That’s not my cum.  That’s your waters.”

I sit up with a start and realize he’s right.  The sheet is wetter than I realized.  Ethan is up and off the bed like a shot, looking as though he’s going to have an embolism or something.  I’ve never seen a man put pants on so fast.  He frantically runs his fingers through his bed hair, and starts to look around.

Nathan stands and puts a hand on his shoulder.  “Relax, dude,” he says calmly.  “The bag is packed.  All we need to do is get dressed and go.”

That’s all it takes to get Eth to calm down.  That and the fact that when he looks at me I burst into laughter.  “You looked so stressed,” I giggle.  “What did you think?  That the babies were just going to shoot out my vagina right this minute?”

He grabs hold of one of my feet and pulls me down the bed.  “Listen Peanut.  You think you’re so funny?”  I’m still laughing as he grabs hold of my other foot and drags me until I’m sitting on the edge of the bed.  He kneels in front of me and kisses my huge belly tenderly.  “I’m stressed because all my life there has just been my dad and my brother that were important to me.  And I know they can both take care of themselves.  Now, I’ve got you and two baby girls to worry about too.”

I stroke his face, suddenly realizing what this must be like for him.  Nath is gazing down at us with so much love in his eyes.

The babies shift inside me as though they’re already getting prepared to make their way into the world.  I look at my two boys, with their sandy brown hair, bright eyes and straight noses, and rest my hand over my two girls who might inherit all their dad’s good looks, and I realize that the old adage is totally wrong.  Three isn’t a crowd.  It’s pretty damn perfect.  But five…that’ll be the best number of all.