Chapter 163: Thrill of the night

Veronica's POV:

I pushed away from their bodies, the water rippling around my thighs as I found my footing in the marble tub.

My fingers found the silk blindfold and yanked it free. Light flooded my vision, revealing Theo and Max watching me with heavy-lidded eyes, their cocks still half-hard in the cooling water.

"My turn," I said, pressing my palm flat against Max's chest and shoving him back against the tub's edge.

He went willingly, his back hitting the marble with a wet slap.

I straddled his hips, reaching between us to grip his cock. It twitched in my hand, already thickening again as I stroked him with firm pulls.

Theo moved closer, his hands reaching for my waist, but I caught his wrist and guided it away.

"Stay there," I ordered, pointing to the spot beside Max.

Theo obeyed, settling against the tub wall with his cock jutting up through the water's surface.

I positioned Max's cock at my entrance and sank down in one smooth motion. He filled me completely, stretching my pussy around his thickness.

My hands braced on his shoulders as I started riding him, lifting and dropping my hips with controlled precision. Each descent drove him deeper, the water splashing up around my waist with every movement.

Max's hands gripped my thighs, his fingers digging into my flesh as I set the pace.

I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against his chest while I worked my hips in tight circles. His cock rubbed against that perfect spot inside me with every roll of my pelvis.

"Fuck, Veronica," Max groaned, his head falling back against the marble.

His hips bucked upward, trying to match my rhythm, but I pressed down harder, pinning him in place.

"Stay still," I commanded, my voice firm. "I'm fucking you."

I reached for Theo without breaking my stride, my right hand finding his cock and wrapping around the shaft.

He was already hard, the head flushed and slick. I stroked him with the same rhythm I used to fuck Max, my grip tight and purposeful.

Theo's breath hitched, his hips jerking forward into my fist.

My left hand joined my right on Theo's cock, working him with both hands while my pussy clenched around Max's shaft.

The water made everything slick, my fingers gliding easily along Theo's length. I twisted my wrists on each upstroke, thumb pressing against the sensitive spot just below the head.

Max's hands moved to my ass, spreading me wider as I rode him harder.

I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, his body straining against my control. I leaned back, changing the angle so his cock dragged against my front wall with every thrust.

My clit rubbed against his pelvis with each downward motion, sending sparks of pleasure through my core.

"Look at you," I said, my voice breathy but commanding. "Both of you, letting me use you." I squeezed Theo's cock harder, my strokes becoming faster, more urgent. Pre-cum leaked from the tip, mixing with the bathwater as I worked him closer to the edge.

Max's breathing grew ragged beneath me.

His thighs tensed as he fought to stay still, letting me take what I wanted. I could feel his cock swelling inside me, his body responding to my dominance. I clenched my inner muscles around him, gripping him tight with each upward lift.

Theo's cock throbbed in my hands, his hips twitching as I brought him closer.

I focused on the head, my thumb circling the sensitive ridge while my other hand pumped the shaft. His balls drew up tight against his body, his breathing becoming shallow and desperate.

I increased my pace on Max, slamming down onto his cock with wet slaps.

The water churned violently around us, splashing over the tub's edge. My thighs burned with the effort, but I didn't slow down. I wanted to feel them both come undone under my touch.

"Come for me," I demanded, cutting through the sound of splashing water. "Both of you." I twisted my hands on Theo's cock, my grip relentless. My pussy clenched rhythmically around Max's shaft, milking him with each thrust.

Max came first, his cock pulsing inside me as hot cum flooded my pussy. His whole body went rigid beneath me, his fingers bruising my thighs as he fought to stay still.

I kept riding him through it, drawing out every spurt until he was shaking.

Theo followed seconds later, his cock jerking in my hands as thick ropes of cum painted my fingers and the water's surface.

I stroked him through his orgasm, my grip gentling only when he started to soften. His cum mixed with the bathwater, swirling around our joined bodies.

I stayed seated on Max's cock, feeling it soften inside me as I caught my breath.

My hands were sticky with Theo's release, the evidence of my control floating on the water's surface.

Both brothers looked wrecked, their chests heaving, their bodies limp against the marble.

But I wasn't finished with them yet.

My pussy still clenched around Max's softening cock, and Theo's cum-slick shaft twitched in my hands as I gave it one final stroke.

"Clean up," I said, lifting myself off Max's cock with a wet sound. "We are not done." I stood in the tub, water streaming down my naked body as I looked down at the two spent brothers. "Round five starts when you're both hard again."

"I will be back in a few minutes. Let it be hard when I get back here," I said and went out.

What a fantasy night was I having with Max and Theo? I am fulfilling all of my fantasies with them.

Of course, we were drunk. And lost our rational mind. Or else we would have never taken this step.

Maybe sometimes we should make mistakes like this, to make best moments happen.

Will we regret this when we all woke up next day, we'd no idea.

But the thrill of the night made us keep going on and on.

"We are ready," Max came up with adult toys that were other side of the room and Theo was setting up the table for it.