Ero-Game: Power and Sword

It was Sunday night, the night before the departure.
I was in my office, and 8 bracelets were laid out on my desk. 3 of them were complete; 5 still needed to be worked. One of them only had 142 charm; it was the one Sterling ruined.
I heard a knock on the door. “What is it?” I asked, expecting Maura or Garth. “I’ll come in a bit.” Since we’re leaving tomorrow, they’re throwing us a party. I didn’t want a party, but the boys insisted and wouldn’t stop complaining till I agreed.
“You’ve been saying that for the past hour.” Otto’s voice came through the door.
I looked at the bracelets on my desk in a panic. I hadn’t closed the door… I quickly tossed the 142 charm bracelet in the drawer and pocketed the other 7. I intend to work on them while on the trip. The doorknob turned as I closed the drawer, and Otto and Sterling came in. “How long  are you going to stay in here?” Otto asked. “Everyone’s waiting for you.”
“What?” Why would they be waiting for me?
“I made your favourite cake.”
“Garth hired musicians,” Sterling added.
“He did?” Where’s he getting all the money from? “Fine, let’s go.” I stood up, and they linked arms with me. With a male on either side of me, I walked down to the party hall.
“Did you guys put on perfume.” I sniffed. “You guys smell nice.”
“I just finished working in the kitchen. I think you just like my sweat.” Otto lied.
So I gave him a light punch and said, “Maybe.”
Sterling gave me the honest answer, “We bought it the last time we went shopping with Nikola.”

I heard  music coming from below as we walked down the stairs. When we arrived  at the party hall, I saw children dancing, tables full of delicacies, and musicians playing beastfolk music. I also spotted Nikola, Woodie, and Dixon dancing. Though there were children dancing in the mix, all  eyes were on them. They were sensual. She was sandwiched between two handsome men. They stroked her hips, her curves… Her hands ran over Dixon while her ass rubbed against Woodie. And her ears flopped around, which made the whole scene a little funny.
“No one was waiting for me,” I said, a little dejected. The party was in full swing. They’d lied to me.
“Well, we were waiting for you.” Sterling sheepishly defended Otto. “We’ll go get you something to eat.”

I spotted Brigitte sitting alone in the corner, drinking scotch. “It’s surprising to see you here.” I walked over to her.
“Hmm… I guess.” She groaned and sipped her stiff drink.
“Don’t like parties?” I could relate.
“There aren’t any men.” She complained.
I looked around the hall and spotted plenty of men, but all of them were taken. The ones that weren’t taken were her brothers. “Why didn’t you bring a date?”
She waved it off. “Aaah, forget it. I’m fine.”
She didn’t look ‘fine’. “If you say so.” I gently smiled.
“Look, your boyfriends brought you food.”
“Brigitte, do you want us to get you some food too?” Sterling offered, seeing as how she was only drinking.
“Don’t worry, dear; I got it.” Maura appeared behind us with a plate of food.
“Mom.” She groaned.
“Go enjoy yourselves. I’ll deal with her.” Maura gave us a meaningful smile.
“Come on.” Otto pulled me away.

The boys sat me down at a table and fed me steak, one piece at a time. “I can eat on my own,” I complained.
“Say, a.” Sterling held a piece of steak to my lips.
“A.” I ate like a baby. “You guys are embarrassing me,” I complained after swallowing.
“Say, a.” Otto held the fork to my lips.
I pouted but opened my mouth. “We want to spoil you today,” Otto said. “So, just enjoy it.”
“We won’t see each other for who knows how long.” Sterling moaned. “You won’t give us a date on when you’ll return either.”
“I don’t know. If I knew, I’d tell you, sweets.” I rubbed his thigh to soothe.

When a slow song came on, Terrie and Theo took the dance floor. Theo was a good dancer despite his bulky figure. But Terrie wasn’t, and Theo had to constantly take the lead. He kept his hands on the small of her back, and she had hers looped around his neck. Wilf and Benard also took the floor; they both wore loose blouses that showed off their shoulders and back muscles. The two boys danced together, and they sucked in the attention of the whole room. Even the musicians were paying attention to them. I was mesmerized by its sensuality, how they touched each other, moved their hips, danced closer…
“We should dance,” Sterling said, also mesmerized by the people on the dance floor.
Otto turned to the two boys on the floor and smiled. Then he turned back to me with a spoonful of cake. “Let’s go after she finishes.”
So I’m going to get dragged to the dance floor after I finish eating, I thought as I slowly opened my mouth. Wilf and Benard were going at it; their bodies were now pressed together, back to front. Benard slid his  hands over Wilf’s hips and stomach. His pelvis grinding against the  curve of his ass.
“Two girls should dance like that,” Otto commented. I would like that too, I thought.
The music picked up, the tempo became heated, Terrie and Theo left the dance floor, and everyone else moved to the sides so the two boys could  have the centre. They danced with the music, dirtier, hotter… It’s like the musicians picked the song on purpose.
I noticed Brigitte leering, biting her lower lip. Maura, on the other hand, didn’t look so happy.
Finally, as the music was coming to an end, Susie shouted, “Kiss.” As if on command, they faced each other again and kissed. A long lingering kiss on the mouth, hands buried in each other’s hair. Then when the music changed, they left the dance floor, and everyone else resumed. Some of us watched as they made their way over to Terrie and Theo. We watched them speak, watched as they left the party.

“Come on.” Sterling tugged me out of my chair to the dance floor.
We danced together. The music demanded we shimmy closer and closer together. Their male bodies pressed me, front and back. I felt Otto’s erection press against my back. My pupils dilated as I gazed into Sterling’s beautiful purple eyes. Otto nuzzled my neck. My fingers dug  into Sterling’s warm flesh, and my ass pressed back against Otto. I hooked one arm around Otto’s neck. As the music picked up, I felt their warmth wash over me, their smells hypnotizing me, My breasts swelled, and my nipples tensed. I was theirs, and they were mine. Four male hands stroked and fondled me. We danced, rubbing our bodies against each other. Patches of sweat appeared on my shirt, but they didn’t care; they only pressed me closer. My womanhood ached with desire. I wanted to melt into them. I pulled Sterling by the collar down to me and licked  the perspiration off his neck. The cute moan that escaped his lips was the last straw. My clit was swollen and needed attention. With a low husky voice, I commanded them, “We’re going to the bedroom.” I didn’t care for them to respond. I pulled them away from the dance floor and the party. I needed them now.

***

As soon as we were in our room, I yanked at their pants, even breaking the button on Otto’s pants. I wanted to take it off, make them naked. Otto stopped my hands, pulled me close to him, and squeezed me against his hard body. With my nipples pressed against him, I looked into his eyes. “Today, we’re going to serve you. Just relax and enjoy it.” He sealed his mouth on mine. It was a long deep kiss, his tongue licked against mine, and his hand cupped my small face… I melted against him, my eyes too heavy to stay open. Sterling’s hands gently undid my clothes. I slid my hands under Otto’s shirt, along his back, caressing his hard body. As my pants fell to the floor, Otto cupped my ass and lifted me up, so Sterling could pull it off. I wanted to wrap my legs around him, but he put me back down. Sterling brushed my hair to the side and nuzzled his nose against my neck. I felt his breath against my skin; his lips sucked  on my sweaty neck as his fingers worked on the buttons of my shirt.
Otto broke the kiss and stripped in front of me. My fingers ran through Sterling’s golden hair, my eyes fixed on Otto. He opened my shirt and  showed Otto my aroused nipples; I wasn’t wearing underwear. He cupped a breast and squeezed, pointing my nipple at Otto, tempting him to suck. His other hand ran down my belly and pressed against my swollen bud. “Aw.” A low moan escaped my lips, my brows tightening. My legs spread to give him better access. Otto pulled down his pants, and a magnificent  hard-on jutted out of his pants. It looked painfully erect, throbbing, tempting me to take it deep inside. It was then that I felt another  hard-on on the curve of my bum. Otto pressed his hard cock against my belly, pre-cum leaking out. Two hard-ons pressed against me, my pussy hot and wet, yet still empty and aching. He kissed my chin. “Please.” I groaned, spreading my legs wider. Sterling’s fingers gently circled around my throbbing clit. He pressed kisses down my neck, chest, breast, and Sterling’s hand before taking my nipple in his mouth. I cried out, needing to voice my pent-up emotions, his tongue searing. My core tightened with every soft suck. I fisted Otto’s hair. I pulled and pushed for the bed; they seemed in no rush, happy to taunt me with their  hard throbbing dicks, but I needed them. I wanted them inside me.
Thanks to me, we collapsed on the bed. Immediately I spread my legs wide open as my greedy hands kneaded and tugged at his hips. He released my nipple and gently licked down my belly. Sterling took his place, taking the taut and wet nipple. “You smell incredible, so feminine,” Otto growled before kissing the womanly lips between my legs. His tongues  pushed into me, my hips jerked, and I grunted at the ceiling. I clutched Sterling’s hair and yanked him off my nipple and into my mouth. But I let go of him when Otto’s soft tongue fluttered over my swollen clit. Our eyes locked, and I whispered to Sterling, “I’m going to cum.” My other hand clutched our bedsheets. My nostrils flared, and my brows tightened as I had a mindblowing orgasm on Otto’s face.
He climbed on top of me while my body still quivered from the orgasm. “Sherrie,” he growled from his stomach, so masculine and primal, as he rammed into me, sinking balls-deep in one fierce thrust.
“Ow.” That single thrust drove my pupils to the back of my skull. I relished in the feeling of overflowing fullness and clenched my legs  around him. His hips ground against mine. I let out a hissy breath feeling the hardness and depth of his cock.
Sterling laid beside us, kissing the side of my face, looking at us, mesmerized by us. I looked at his dick, so full and ready for me. Like on the dance floor, I wanted to be pressed between two boys. I wanted to spread everything open for them. I wanted them deep inside me, their balls pressed against the edge. But I said nothing and bit Sterling’s nipple. “Aw,” he moaned at the sudden assault. I softly sucked on his  nipple as he ran his fingers through my hair.
Otto pulled out to the tip; my cunt pulled against him as he did. We groaned simultaneously, our heated and interlinked bodies refusing to  separate. He slammed me hard, I bit Sterling’s nipple a little too hard, and he yelped. But I let go of his nipple as Otto started fucking me,  nailing my hips to the mattress with wild, ferocious pumps. My pussy rippled and convulsed as I had another orgasm. The tight drag and pull of my cunt sent his aching dick over the edge. He pressed his body against mine, crushing me against the mattress as he emptied his balls  into me. Heavy breaths escaping his lips, he kissed my neck, and I gently pushed him to the side and rolled onto my side, giving my back to Sterling. Sterling caught me by the thigh, lifted my leg, and adjusted his hips to align with my swollen slit. I caressed Otto’s hips as he pulled out his softening dick and gave my gaping muscle to Sterling. He pushed inside me. They huddled closer, crushing me between them as our legs tangled together. I felt Otto’s wet dick on my thigh. I was huffing on their musk; the room smelled of their balls, cocks and cum.  Sterling’s fingers dug into my thigh as he lifted my leg higher and bumped his pelvis against my ass over and over again. He buried his face into my hair and groaned, “You feel so good, Sherrie.” As he rubbed his aching meat in my wet and creamy womanhood. “Oh.” He realized he was near and could no longer hold off. He released my leg, grabbed my bosom, squeezed, frantically threw his hips against my ass, dug himself deep into my cream-filled pussy, and burst, pouring, mixing his semen with his brother’s.
Sterling was panting. I was panting. Otto caressed my chin. None of us needed to say it; we would miss each other. I worried about them being alone. I didn’t want to doubt them, but there were plenty of women around that coveted them and their points. Maura was an older woman, but  she still worried me. There was also Susie and her other daughters… As if reading my mind, Otto said, “We’re yours.” His palm stroked the side of my arm. “So come back quick.”
Sterling looped his arms around my waist, kissed the back of my head, and said, “We love you.”
I wish I didn’t have to leave them, but there was too much to do. I caressed Sterling’s forearm and nuzzled my face into Otto’s neck. “I love you both.”