My sensual criminals

"If you say a word to anyone, you'll regret it," she whispers dangerously. I nod my head as best I can.

"I promise I won't tell," I whisper. And I mean it. All I want is to please them. I really have no intention of telling anyone about my nightly visits, as long as they have me meowing.

"Stop it, Jack, you're scaring her," growls the one on my left. The one called Jack suddenly grins like a pirate, his eyes glinting coldly as he looks at me. He clenches his fist and pulls my head back by my hair, tugging so hard that I let out a little yelp.

"Well, there you go," he whispers. "I'm Jack." And he lowers his face to mine, planting his lips on my mouth and kissing me. The brush of his beard against my soft skin makes my knees tremble and I moan into his mouth. Oh, God, how good it feels and I'm already getting soft and hot with need.

He pulls away with a smirk. "And that's James," he says with a nod to his brother. He lets go of my hair and I turn my head toward the first man. Before I can say anything, he slips his hand behind my neck and digs his fingers into my hair, pulling me tightly to him.

"God, you're even more beautiful up close," James growls, his breath hot on my face. Then he crushes his lips against mine in a kiss so deep I don't know how I'm going to endure whatever comes next. I'm so turned on I wonder if I'll reach orgasm the moment either of us touches my pussy, let alone shoves it all the way in. But then James pulls away from our lips, clearly enjoying the effect he is having on me. My arousal is evident. "Are they identical twins? I stumble over the words, my tongue tingling from their contact.

"Yes," Jack answers briefly. "Enough questions," he adds. But one look at his handsome face tells me he's only joking; in the creases of his mouth lurks a good-natured smile that makes me flinch.

My hand trembles as I pick up a loose curl behind my ear. The action squeezes my tits, and when his eyes fix on my cleavage, I remember how little I'm wearing and how revealing it is. I blush and look down at my sheer robe, which barely covers where my nipples begin. My entire cleavage is exposed for both of us to enjoy.

"God, you're beautiful, aren't you," James whispers, his voice laden with desire. He doesn't look me in the face, but lets his eyes wander down my tits to my waist, where the blankets are ruffled.

"Sure you do," Jack adds in a deep voice that fills my body with tension. I'm so turned on I swear I'll explode if one of them touches me. And touching me seems to be on their minds. They grab the blankets and pull them back, exposing my milky thighs. But my pussy is naked, and the movement reveals my pink, compressed flower to their gazes. Their hard bodies tense with excitement as a flame flares behind their eyes.

"Your pussy is so pretty," Jack rasps. "Pink and wet, just the way we like it." He should know. Yesterday he thrust the girth of his cock into it, making me moan. As if he can follow my thoughts, he smiles. "And you gave it to me. Why?" he asks softly.

"Yeah, why wouldn't a sweet girl like you want a sweet boy to pop her cherry?". adds James. Unable to contain himself any longer, he reaches between my ankles to the bare, ripe fruit of my pussy. I feel his calloused thumb caress my swollen labia and gather the dew from between them. I stifle a moan and resist the urge to spread my legs at his touch. I keep my thighs firmly clenched, my pussy lips like a tight, bright pink flower.

"She wants to get it hard," Jack growls. "Don't you, princess? No little boys," he continues, moving closer to me. My heart thunders in my chest. James's thumb continues to stroke the line of my tight-lipped pussy, up and down, up and down, up and down, and I let out an involuntary moan. Jack's left hand goes to the inside of my thigh, pressing it open, while his right hand goes to my chest, where he fondles one of my gigantic tits. "You want someone who can handle all this," he says as he squeezes the heaviness of his hand, making me gasp with arousal as my nipple hardens against his touch.

"No, bro," smiles James, not taking his eyes off my face. "She wants two tough daddies who can handle her lust," he states, reaching over to cup and squeeze my other breast. "Right, little girl?

I nod feverishly, unable to speak despite my arousal. Now both my tits are fondled and James' fingers caress the slick folds of my pussy. I'm embarrassed by how swollen my clit and vulva are, how aroused I am. I hope he can't feel my pussy open and close against his fingers as the cream comes out, squeezing desperately, needing something to fill it. Something huge, I hope. With a knowing look, James's fingers move to my clit and I swear I'm about to cum right then and there. But I close my eyes and take a deep breath, holding back.

At that moment, Jack reaches in too and I open my eyes. Oh my God, he's touching me there.

"You like it, don't you, little girl?" he growls, those blue eyes sparkling. "You like having your ass fondled? It's so pink and tight, just the way we like it."

I moan unintelligibly, unable to articulate a word as he gently rubs my folds.

"Yes, he likes it," Jack grunts to himself, not taking his eyes off my face as he gently touches my buttocks while his brother strokes my clit. Oh my God. The finger on my clit presses inside my pussy and I moan. Both my holes are being touched and the sensation is too much. My pussy gushes and hot nectar runs down their hands. They both grunt, satisfied.

"She's ready," James says, releasing my body to stand up and unzip his pants. "Good. He reaches inside with a groan to pull out his huge, rock-hard cock. "Because tonight it's my turn to enjoy your pussy. But Jack's gonna need some too, can you do that, sweet girl?"

"That is, if you're willing to give it to me, sure," Jack says huskily, standing up now too. I look up at him and see him holding his huge cock in his hand. Fuck, how hung they both are! Ten inches at least, and my pussy is brimming with anticipation, will I be able to do it?

I lick my lips and open my mouth, wanting to suck Jack off, but I freeze when he lets out a giggle. I look up, confused, and see him looking at me in amusement as he rubs his huge cock with one hand. A pearl of cum pools at the tip before running down the shaft, and I long to run my tongue along the stream. When I tilt my head forward, Jack stops me.

"No, not tonight in your mouth, honey. This is going somewhere else, baby," he whispers.

"Oh my God," I groan, anticipating.