Alright, let's go for a little more filth...

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

I check again, with a darting look around the room, but we're alone, and no one can see us nor come in. I take the bottle of whiskey with me. Music is still playing quietly from somewhere I can't find, and the traditional Irish tunes seem eerie in this empty space. The light is dimmed, except right on that pool table, brightly lit to expose my sister's helpless form. She tries to fight back, but they're holding her down firmly. She doesn't ask them to stop though, and her cheeks are already flushed red. I come closer, standing in the dark like a movie villain.

"Undress her."

Murphy swiftly pushes her dress up her body. When she doesn't help, he leans over her to bite her harshly on the stomach, and she flinches up, allowing him to push the fabric further. Connor takes over, pulling her clothes over her head and along her arms, leaving her in her underwear.

Though Murphy is already tugging at her panties, teasing with his teeth inside her thighs to make her buck and moan. Connor slips his hands behind her back, nibbling at her upper breasts while he unlocks her bra. He grants her a single peck on her freed nipple before pulling the garment toward him and down with the dress. While Murphy is now tickling her feet, leaving the little panties around her ankles.

"Keep teasing her, don't let her rest."

"Fuck, Min…" my sister groans. Her voice is already coarse with want.

I bite my lip, but it's like I'm possessed. I can't stop. I don't want them to stop. I'm beginning to know precisely what I want. And knowing that they'll do exactly as I ask is exhilarating.

Connor is nipping at her throat while both his hands are circling her breasts. His fingers only so often skim over her nipples, making her hiss each time. Meanwhile, Murphy has kneeled and passed his head underneath her attached limbs. He straightens up, with her legs around his hips, then leans to attack her stomach, still tickling mercilessly with his mouth, while his hands trace up her calves, grazing the inside of her knees, making her jolt and whimper.

My whole body is tingling. Their tattooed, finely tanned, slightly haired arms, contrasting against her pale smooth skin, are hypnotizing. It's like I feel every caress, and lick of their tongue, on myself as well. I'm more aroused than ever. Connor turns to check on me.

"Ye want to come and give us a hand, luv?"

I open the bottle I still have in hand.

I step closer and pour only a few drops between her tits, and she inhales sharply.

"Don't let anything spill. We wouldn't want to leave a stain." My voice is lower and more sensual than I thought possible.

So, Connor's tongue comes lapping the alcohol on her skin, and she bucks.

"Settle down, sis," I add, "you're going to make a mess."

I pour a little more inside her belly-button. So Murphy can sip and suck it until she's nice and neat. Her skin glistening. She is writhing and pleading. Though I don't budge. I reiterate a few times, so Connor has to catch the streaming droplets along her ribs, Murphy down her groin.

I can see him tugging at the front of his pants, palming the swelling there to try and soothe his ardor. Connor is grinding is own bulge against her tied-up hands, while he's leaning over her, licking her nipple clean.

I leave the bottle and step behind him. "Keep going; don't let her take a breath. And don't let her come."

I say that to Murphy as well, who has now descended between her thighs, nipping at the tender skin there, imparting quick laps that each time get closer to her core. His smirk answers me that he had no intention to grant her any release just yet.

"God, you're killing me!" she sobs, and I can see tears rolling down from her eyes as Connor is sucking on her nipple. Her body is trembling with lust. Two pairs of hands roaming on her are not letting one nerve dull.

She only gets half a respite when I pull Connor's t-shirt above his head, so he has to straighten up, his hands soon returning to graze below her arms, raising goosebumps on her skin. I can now pepper kisses on his nape, his spine, letting my knuckles brush down the small of his back.

Then, I reach around his waist to find his belt buckle. I open it so I can slip my hand inside. He lets his head fall back to find me, nuzzling into my hair. I can feel him getting harder even, just by my touch, and I bite his shoulder blade. He groans when I stroke him lightly and let him out of the restraining clothes.

Now, I can let his dick rest on Sujin's face. She instantly opens her mouth, eagerly darting out her tongue, and I kneel beside her. But only to tweak her ear.

"Easy now, sister. Slowly." I school her severely. I don't know where this is all coming from; I've never been so self-assured before.

Since I'm down there, I finish ridding Connor of his clothes, shoes, socks and all. I let him charitably stand on his own jeans, since we're still in a filthy pub. God, I can't believe we're fucking inside a pub.

Sujin's moans are bringing me back to the matters at hand. Murphy's face is buried between her legs; Connor is bent over her, her nipples pinched between his lips and fingers, his stiff length sliding on her tongue in a back-and-forth motion that's making him groan.

They're moving things up a gear without my permission.

Now, I'm leaving Connor there; the poor guy won't get any solace like this, unless he climbs on the table, so I know they'll only titillate one another to the brink without crossing over it.

Her bound bare body, arching toward the ceiling, under assault on both sides by those incredibly attractive men, under the warm light of the bar, soothed by the incessant flute and guitar melodies in the background, is looking like a masterpiece. My masterpiece.

I walk over to Murphy. And I wait, watching his tongue dance frantically on her clit, his fingers now pumping inside her, making my own breathing rasp.

Though when I hear her cries build up louder and louder, I suddenly pull him back.

Sujin howls in outrage. And Connor plunges to swallow her scream, driving his tongue down her throat. Her body jolts and wrenches, so filled with lecherous desire that it's searching feverishly for Murphy's touch on its own accord. However, she can't go anywhere.

I yank his t-shirt in turn above his head. He stands back up, trapped between her legs, and his hand grab my nape to pull me into a fervent kiss. I'm shocked at first, to taste her on his tongue, though he makes me forget that in an instant, sucking on my bottom lip. And I realize that the smell of sex on him is actually intoxicating.

Before I open his jeans as well, I find a couple of condoms in his pocket, that I toss on the pool table.

Then, I remove my shoes, so that I can lift a leg over the rail, put my hands on his bare, deliciously broad shoulders, and push myself up on the table.

Once there, I find it easier to put one knee on either side of my sister, so I can face Murphy. Higher than him for once, I move closer, and he buries his head between my breasts. I lose my hands in his hair before tugging them back, taking my time to pepper kisses on his face, while his hands find the skin under my shirt. He now pulls it over my head, to find my braless chest all-too ready for his lips. I clutch him closer, so his pelvis bumps between Sujin's legs, while his tongue tantalize my nipple and his fingers claw in my still shorts-clad ass.

It's not long before those shorts start becoming a hindrance, and he soon fumbles for the button.

I stand on the table, in the middle of this empty Irish pub, so that he can slide it down my legs. Once in only my underwear, I sway my hips slightly to the music, and blushing under his watchful eyes. However, when he looks up at me, I'm struck for a second by the sheer adoration in his eyes.

And it makes my breath hitch, as he's already tugging at my panties and bringing me closer.

I glance at Connor behind me, and meet his eyes for a second. He smiles defiantly at me, before he brings his knee on the table now, making sure Sujin can swallow him whole. His eyes roll in his head in pleasure. He bends over to attack her skin in return, nipping her stomach and descending on her too, right behind my legs. His hand comes lightly around my ankle, and his thumb grazes circles there, just to make sure I'm still here. That simple gesture his making my heart swell, while they're both making each other moan.

I'm brought back to my other troublemaker by his nose brushing the hair between my legs. His tongue darts there, while I'm standing before him, finding the folds that hide my most sensitive parts. And he's hugging my bottom, while burrowing in there, provoking a loud cry and tremors on my whole body. He kisses, nips and licks, though, soon, I'm quivering way too much to remain standing.

So, I lower myself on my knees, leveling my eyes with his, tasting myself on his lips this time.

His hand still finds its way to tease me, his fingers rubbing inside me, while my own circle his shaft. As I stroke him and feel him getting taut and pulsing, I can't resist.

Still above my sister's legs, I position myself so I can descend on him and feel him inside me. Flesh against flesh. My tongue still inside his mouth, we both moan into each other. I rock my hips slowly to get him deeper and deeper. Relishing in the blinding sensation of him filling me. His arms encircling me. His tongue swirling and battling with mine. My breasts crushed against his perfect torso. My own arms wrapped around his shoulders, my fingers digging deep in the muscles there. I keep moving up and down his blessed tool until I sheathed it to the hilt. And when I lean back, to watch him, his eyes are closed, with his mouth agape. He is fucking beautiful.

However, this wasn't what I had planned. So, without warning, I suddenly withdraw from him, causing a whimper to escape from his constricted throat.

He looks at me like I've completely lost my mind, and I chuckle giddily.

Now, I can hear that both Sujin and Connor are getting close, so I need to intervene. This is not yet the time. Without moving my knees on either side of her, I just twist to clasp Connor's shoulder and pull him back. It's the second time I inflict that to my sister and so, she insults me copiously. Which means Connor's dick is no longer in her mouth, so that's killing two birds with one frustrating stone. He glances at me, with pleading in his eyes now. And I hand him one of the condoms. He frowns in confusion for a second but complies.

So, I turn back to my dear Murphy, take the other one, open it, and leisurely slip it along his length. He's looking at me with so much thirst, it makes my hand shake a little.

Then, I kiss him once more on the lips, then on the chin, then on the collarbone, on the chest, on the stomach, then once on the covered head of his penis. When I'm bent there, down on all four, I feel that Connor is catching up quickly. Now fully on the table himself, one knee on each side of Sujin's head, grasping at my hips, he snakes his fingers between my thighs. Entering and scissoring me expertly. I almost lose all control, though I manage to snap out of it just enough.

And I place Murphy in front of my sister's opening. I first make sure she's still wet enough, sliding two fingers between her folds and finding her damp. Her pearly stomach twitches under my eyes, her hipbones shivering before me. I spread her for him, look up, and only nod once before he pushes in.

Connor was waiting for the same signal and rams inside me from behind.

Being able to watch that from up close, while feeling it too, is once again something entirely new and electrifying. All four of us let out a concert of moans and cries.

Then begins a blissful back-and-forth that they manage to synchronize. So I can keep feeling Connor and watching Murphy sliding, in and out, over and over again. I'm breathless in seconds.

Connor is cursing and mumbling in Irish behind me.

And, suddenly, I feel another new sensation. Suddenly, I feel the flick of a tongue, and understand Sujin is licking at Connor's balls from underneath and she's, well, going over the edges. With each thrust, she's moving from him to me, and it's sending divine sparks in all my nerves ending. It's also making him tremble staggeringly inside me.

Murphy's hand comes instinctively clutching my hair, and it prompts me into action too. While he withdraws, almost to the tip, I let my tongue slither along his shaft. A violent spasm courses through his body as I do. "Mother of God…" Then, he pushes in, and I'm shoved toward Sujin. Though, when she bucks in pleasure under me, once again, it's like I feel it in myself just as well. So, I stop being timid.

Connor is slamming inside me harder and harder. I'm rapidly nearing the peak of it. My tongue is swirling between Murphy and Sujin. He's thrusting frenetically inside her too. We all move as one and get closer and closer as one. The sound of their ecstatic cries are better praises than any rhapsody, and they're driving me insane.

Now I feel Sujin brusquely tense, so I reflexively find her clit and rub it wildly while Murphy's movements become frantic. She trashes under us. Her screams are muffled by Connor and me, but we all feel her climaxing violently. The vibration from it, the fire it ignites. It all comes crashing down.

With her mouth still on me and Connor's desperate pace, I'm propelled into a world of savage exultation from which I don't think I can return. Wave after wave just wash over us, ravishing me, completely wresting away every bit of control, and I lose time and space. Though I still feel Connor vividly. His feverish motions become lurches as he jerks inside me. Murphy's hand in my hair wrenches as he convulses and growls above me.

The four of us cry out in unison. Spasm in unison. Then fall in unison.