Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“Blake, Brian,” she’d said, her voice dulcet. “I guess the Police Academy was just a front?”
My brother shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
“Well, we have been to the Academy, it’s just that we graduated a couple years ago,” he said, his cheeks flushing a bit. That was a first. Usually Blake’s unflappable, so smooth with the ladies. But I could see that he was unnerved by our girl calling him out.
“Well, what was that about visiting the precinct then?” she asked. “Did you actually go and talk with some police officers?”
I cleared my throat slightly. “Yeah, we dropped by,” I said slowly, “but we went to see the Sarge, provide an update, you know that sort of thing. It was an opportunity we couldn’t resist,” I clarified.
“So then it was another move from your playbook, wasn’t it?” she said, frowning a bit.
“Yeah, kinda,” I admitted.
“Was I just another means to an end?” she asked, her frown deepening. “A way to get what you wanted?”
“Of course not,” I rushed, the words tripping over my tongue. I too, wasn’t my usual self, wanting to make a good impression on Callie, to keep her close without getting too much into the take-no-prisoners ethics of police work. “You were something, I mean someone, that happened to us unexpectedly. You were a boon, a lucky break, but we’ve never taken you for granted. You were the best thing about this mission,” I added hopefully.
“But what about breaking up the drug ring? Surely the commendations you’re going to get are the best thing,” she wavered, unconvinced.
Blake let out a deep chuckle.
“Little girl, that’s the thing about undercover work. There’s no recognition for what we do. Our work is never going to be acknowledged, much less exposed. In fact, graduation’s right around the corner and Brian and I are going to walk,” he said with a wry grin.
“Oh really?” said Callie, disbelieving. “You’re going to don the brick and mortar, go up on stage, all that? The mission’s not over already?”
I nodded in confirmation. Like true professionals, Blake and I were tying up all loose ends, dotting every I and crossing every T. To the wider world, we’d just be two more seniors receiving diplomas from Canterdale, two more faces in the crowd.
My brother nodded in affirmation. “Yep, we’re going to walk and we want to do it with you.”
This time Callie flushed, the pink running beautifully up her cheeks.
“I’d like that,” she said softly. “I’d like that a lot,” she repeated, while melting into our arms.
And you can imagine what happened afterwards. Her feminine form was warm and trusting again, her lusciousness providing what our male bodies needed. She gasped in our arms as I lapped at her nipples, my brother’s mouth finding its way to her bottom. When she was wet with his saliva, her pussy slowly leaking cream, we positioned her between us.
“Yes,” she moaned breathily, nude on her hands and knees. “Yes, yes, yes.”
And Blake and I looked at each other over her writhing form. The yesses were gratifying because we had a surprise for her that required a yes – a permanent one at that.
But in the meantime, we were in the throes of enjoying each other’s bodies, and this was an opportunity not to be missed. Blake slowly tilted Callie’s chin down and inched his massive dong into her willing mouth, feeding her until her cheeks bulged, the spongy tip visibly moving down her slender throat.
In the meantime, I thrust two fingers into Callie’s behind, making her jolt, startled, choking in surprise around the hot meat stuffed in her mouth. But what was coming wasn’t easy and I wanted her to be ready. Pulling my fingers out, I massaged her anus, that little pucker loosening slightly around my massive digits.
Swiping her pussy quickly, I lubed up my fingers and stuffed them into her butt.
“Here goes,” I growled, before pushing my shaft against that tiny dark star.
“Unnf!” Callie moaned around the shaft in her mouth as her little anus struggled to accommodate my penis. It was tight, but I forced it, insistently increasing the pressure until with a pop, her rectum gave and I slid in, that veiny girth invading her backside.
“Unnnnf!” she moaned around the dick in her mouth, choking again.
“Keep going, brother,” groaned my twin. “Her mouth tightens when she’s got dick up her butt.”
And so I eased myself in further, caressing her GI tract with my veiny length, pulling in and out, watching with avid hunger as her little hole struggled against the assault of my cock.
“That’s it, little girl, that’s how you take it,” I encouraged roughly, my big hands circling her tiny waist. And I savored the visual of that round, juicy rump, plump and trembling as I violated her ass, her pussy dripping wetly down her thigh. God, this girl was the answer to our dreams.