“You’re laughing at my dick?”
“No! Well, yes, but no.”
His eyes narrow as she tries desperately to stem her laughter.
“Your dick...it swung...and its shadow looked like it was waving hello to me.”
Taking a step forward, I watch, and sure enough, my cock bounces. Its shadow bobs on the wall.
“Oh my god! Your cocks are the world’s best shadow puppets. Shadow dicks? Cock puppets? No. That sounds like sock puppets...though that could be fun too. Nope, neither of those sounds right.”
My twin and I share a look. If we don’t take control of this situation quickly, we’ll be fucked. And not in the way I planned.
His fingers resume their task, making quick work of the button on her jeans and pushing the material down her legs. Her hands find his shoulders, and she steps out of the heels first then the tight as fuck red jeans, but those gray eyes are on me the whole time with barely concealed heat still mixed with a hint of amusement. When I take another step, intent on tasting that dirty mouth of hers, the shadow bounces and she giggles again before her eyes widen.
“I’ve got it. Peen puppets. We’ll start a new trend. #PeenPuppets.”
Thad looks up at me, his lips tilted up on one side, telling me whatever is going on in that crazy head of his should be interesting.
“Step back into those fuck me heels, woman. I’ve wanted to see you just like this since you walked into the study earlier.”
She does as he asks, and the sight before us is one I’ll never erase from my memory for as long as I live...which is a long time apparently. Her thong is red lace that matches her bra. She’s standing there in killer black heels, her legs spread apart and her hands on her hips.
“Now who’s the one doing the ogling?” She smirks, the glow from my light making her eyes sparkle.
Fuck, she’s beautiful.
“Oh, we’re going to be doing so much more than ogling, woman,” Thad says roughly, his hand wrapped around his dick.
It’s then I see the shadows start to move and take shape, coalescing into one solid-looking form. It kind of looks like a…
“Is that a dick?” Fate asks. “A shadow dick?”
“My woman likes peen puppets. Figured I’d try to give her something even better. I’m going to call it the shadow schlong.”
She’s mesmerized by the floating shadow cock. Shadow schlong. Whatever. Watching. Waiting so intently she doesn’t notice Thad stepping up behind her. He unclips her bra, and she gasps as it falls to her elbows. She lets her arms drop and it falls to the floor as Thad’s hands grab her hips, pulling her back into him. When her ass hits his now rock hard dick, she moans, dropping her head back onto his chest, her hands gripping the tops of his thighs, but still keeping an eye on the floating shadow dick.
His hands come up to take fistfuls of her tits, squeezing gently, learning their shape and their feel, tweaking the nipples until she starts squirming against him.
“Are you wet for us, woman?” Thad asks, dragging one hand down over her toned stomach, under that scrap of red lace, and into the apex of her thighs. When his fingertips hit their target, he turns his head and groans into her hair.
I smirk. “That must be a yes, sweets. You soaking those panties?” She murmurs her agreement, and my hands drop down to my junk, one hand stroking and one hand giving my balls a squeeze to get my body to calm the hell down for a second.
“She’s so goddamn wet, bro. And smooth, all over.”
I groan, squeezing my balls tighter, hoping like hell I don’t embarrass myself as I imagine what that shaved pussy’s going to feel like as I slide deep inside her.
Thad’s hand is moving now, stroking back and forth, her hips bucking, trying to take more than he’s willing to give her quite yet. He pulls his hand away, and she honest to god whimpers, which causes my dick to throb even harder. He brings his fingers up to his mouth, licking her wetness off. “Fuck me. She’s sweet as sin, too. Just like I knew she would be. You ready for more, babe?”
“Fuck, yes. Please! I need one of you inside me.”
“Oh, something’s going to be inside you all right.”
Fate gasps as the shadow dick starts to move toward her slowly. My twin pushes the red lace down those long, lean legs that I desperately want wrapped around my face. She lifts her foot, letting the thong dangle from her toe until Thad snatches it away.
“Bro, aim a bit of your light right in the middle of that shadow. Just a little should do the trick.”
I do as he asks. A small glow appears in the center of the shadow just as the tip brushes against Fate’s knee, skimming along her inner thigh.
“Oh my god,” she rasps. “I can feel it. It’s warm.”
Thad’s smile is downright sinful. “Now we need to get you prepared for us. We’re not small, woman, and that pussy’s too damn tight. The shadow schlong is going to help us with that.” He wraps his hand around one of her thighs, lifting it and letting her knee rest in the crook of his arm.
And she’s spread wide open. Her skin is slick and wet, and I have to fight the urge to slam myself inside of her as I watch him drag his fingers through her wetness, using it as natural lube. His fingers dip between her ass cheeks, then he slips a single digit in, up to the knuckle. She groans as he works another finger in, because my brother’s right. We’re too damn big, and despite how sopping wet that pussy is, she still needs to be stretched first.
The shadow schlong reaches her clit, another moan escaping her lips as it slides itself back and forth, teasing her.
Needing to be close to her, touching her, tasting her, I lean forward. My mouth wraps around one of those pert nipples, sucking on it then nipping it gently before moving to the next one.
“Oh fuck!” she groans, and I glance down, seeing the shadow schlong lining itself up and sliding its knobbed tip in and out, teasing her. “It feels…oh my god...”
My twin is sucking a spot on her neck, the fingers on his free hand doing something between her ass cheeks. Fate’s moans are growing louder which tells me things are about to get real...fast. The shadow schlong is thrusting itself in and out of that beautiful pussy now, her hips rolling back against Thad’s hand.
She’s close, so I crash my lips into hers just in time to stifle her moan as her orgasm rips through her. Her nails are digging into my back as she rides it out, the pain helping to stem the rising need inside me. Her movements are slow and her eyes open as her entire body now leans against me.
“That was fucking amazing,” she murmurs before chuckling. “Leave it to the shadow schlong to escape the notice of the cockblockers.”
“The shadow schlong is gone now, sweets. It’s only us. Ready for round two?” I ask, giving her a quick kiss to the temple before I lift her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist, her arms going around my neck. The second my dick slides through her wetness, I bury my face in her hair, trying desperately to get myself under control.
“If round two is a twin sandwich, then yes. Yes, I am.”
Thad and I groan in unison. With one hand gripping her ass, I reach between us, sliding my tip through her wet heat, rubbing around her clit, as I feel Thad’s fingers using that slickness once more on her ass. I hiss at how damn good she feels, and my control snaps. Thad’s fingers have barely retreated when I thrust into her, only managing to go still when I bottom out, giving her body time to adjust.