CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Finally, Connor pulls out and tumbles back. Murphy disappears under the table also. I push myself to the side to let Sujin catch her breath. And I collapse on my back beside her on the pool.

The silence that follows is only disturbed by the light music still playing tunes from their homeland, and the occasional aftershock surging through one of us and making us shudder, moan or sigh.

I can also faintly hear both boys, sat on the ground, out of view on either side of the table, panting and groaning.

I'm finally calming my own breathing, with a stupid beam on my face, bathing in my afterglow.

Then: "Can someone untie me now?"

"Fuck." Murphy unknots the rope around Sujin's ankles, while Connor takes care of her wrists.

"Are you alright?" I ask, suddenly a little fearful.

"I can't feel my…anything."

The boys chuckle. But I take her into my arms. She folds into a little ball on the green cloth, and I cradle her gently. "I'm sorry sis…"

"Are you kidding?" she exclaims, though still in a faint little voice. "Don't ever apologize for that."

"Fuck Min, t'was fucking amazing." Murphy's voice rises from the floor.

I pull myself up to peek at his glorious drained body. "You shouldn't lie on those tiles, Murph', it's disgusting!"

He chuckles without even pretending to get up.

I take a glance on the other side, to Connor, and he's sitting against the side, his perfect golden abs still twitching with little sparks of pleasure. "Same for you," I say. Though he catches my nape, keeping me from moving, and straightens up to capture my lips. It sends chills down my spine after everything.

He pecks me one last time before: "Let's go home."

"Yeah, I'm cold," Sujin complains but doesn't move.

So, Connor manages to get on his feet, and gathers her clothes. He then forces her upward and dresses her like a ragged doll. She's purposely feigning exhaustion to have him fuss over her, as her little wicked contented smile attests it.

I slip in my panties and shorts, though when I look for my shirt, Murphy is the one to pass it over my head. He then buttons up the few that were open on my cleavage, frowning adorably with concentration. It's sweet and natural, as if we did that all the time.

"Have you ever done that before?" I ask. I certainly haven't.

"On that pool? First time." He points back with his thumb. "In the bathroom a couple of times. Or on that staff room chair in there…"

"Where Rocco is sleeping?"

"Ye want to bet he's wide awake with his ear stuck against the door and his cock in his hand there?"

I wince. I'd rather not know.

"And…" I glance at our siblings whispering sweet things to each other behind me.

Murphy grins. "With twins? Definitely a first. I guess Connor and I have fucked side by side before, ye know, with girls that weren't shy. And we've tried both of us with one girl too, but I guess there was something missing… We would wear her out before we're both done."

"Well. You two are pretty gluttonous…"

He straightens up my collar with his mischievous little grin.

"Honey, ye have no idea…"

And he tugs on the fabric to pull me into a kiss. I giggle into his mouth, tipsy from his taste.

When he breaks it off, he keeps peppering little pecks on my cheek, and I put my lips lighter than a feather on the small bruise still under his left eye.

His mouth trails up to my ear to whisper: "Agus riamh le duine is maith liom an oiread sin."

I gaze at him, expecting a translation, however, he just mysteriously smiles. Then pulls away with a lingering look and no explanation.

Later, we pour ourselves each a last drink, sipping on it in comfortable blissful silence. Recovering, each in our thoughts.

I end up slipping a bill in the register for these, winking at Connor who threateningly waves his hand, mimicking a spanking. The subject of tension has become our little private joke; it feels like nothing could come between us anymore.

After we've cleaned up and closed the bar quietly, we find ourselves outside in the middle of the night. The starry sky is now filled with clouds, hiding the moon, and a strong wind is announcing a summer storm. I'm not usually a scaredy-cat in the streets of Montreal, but here, I'm glad I'm not alone. Even though it's Sunday, there are still quite a few people sitting around, and I realize sadly that they probably have nowhere to go. The air is getting a little chilly; Murphy's arm around me is both protective and warm. We're sharing a cigarette; Connor and Sujin are huddled too, walking before us, still without a word being said.

Once in the elevator, Murphy leans against the side; I bury my nose against his chest. He's hugging me close, his lips pressing on the top of my head, one finger grazing faintly up and down my nape.

We get in their apartment quietly. Once again, no one flips on the light. The moon is granting us with a last appearance before the storm, just enough that we don't need to fumble around in the dark. The mattresses are still pushed together, making it king-size. I get rid of my shoes, shorts and panties, though I keep Murphy's blue shirt on. If it were up to me, I'd never take it off again.

However, Connor has a different opinion on this. As I'm ready to get under the cover, he sits beside me and leans over. So, the buttons his brother attached a little earlier, he now proceeds to open, one at a time, kissing the patch of skin he unveils at each iteration. When my fingers run up his scalp, grazing him with my nails, his contented groan vibrates between my breasts. He pushes the shirt off my arms, while behind me, I feel the weight of someone lying down. I turn to see.

But the clouds take over, and we now find ourselves in complete darkness.

I can't even see my own hand in front of my eyes. So, we're extremely cautious, moving slowly to make sure not to hit anyone as we all get on the bed. And I feel fingers grazing my arm. I feel a leg passing above mine. I let my lips trail on someone's skin, I don't even know who or where and don't care. Hands roam to feel everything. It's soft and delicate and silent. I only hear the brushing of the sheets, a quiet moan, a faint suction sound, a small whimper. And breaths slowly accelerating.

It's such a rush to feel a large hand travelling along my leg, up my side, grabbing my whole breast, without ever knowing who it is. I'm kissing a chest, feeling light hair on it, Murphy then. I feel full lips coming to suck on my earlobe, Connor. Dainty fingers tickling my ribs, Sujin. But sometimes I lose track. I never know what's going to happen next. In total obscurity, where will the next kiss going to land, will that hand ever come back? No one remains still, we soon writhe against each other, bare flesh against bare flesh, taking our sweet time with all of it. Making it last. Because it feels like a dream, like we're barely conscious. It feels like a mystical experience.

I'm brushing my lips on one of the boy's abs, when the lightning strikes. Though, by the time I raised my head, it's gone. Sujin gasped in surprise, and one of the guys shushes her, probably with his mouth. When thunder rumbles, I'm feeling fingers between my legs. My head reaches down to an erected member, knowing I can help it get even harder. We'd joked about being able to recognize them blindfolded, though it's more difficult than I'd thought. Even though every other sense is heightened by the lack of sight, they're also blurred by the dizziness of all those stimuli. Truth is, I could easily check, let my hand roam to his face, or even just his chest. But, why would I?

I'm sucking lazily up and down that length, the side of my head just resting on his pelvis, while the other twin carefully props one of my legs on his shoulder. This one is kneeling there, working his fingers amazingly inside me. I reach to clutch the shoulder of the one lying under me, desperate for something to hold onto as pleasure builds in. Though, I feel Sujin's leg there, and her moans are quickening too. That brother has a hand in my hair, the other on her I guess.

And the one between my knees pushes inside me slowly. It's skin against skin, no condom yet. And – God! – I don't even know which one it is. Plus, propped like this on my side, with just one leg held up, and the other grinding against his hip, he enters at an odd angle, so slowly that I can't breathe. It's blindingly good.

I'm still licking his brother, not trusting myself to take him in now, as I have to bite my lip every now and then, overwhelmed by all this. Sujin finds my hand and squeezes it as her moans become cries, over and over. The one sliding in and out of me keeps a sluggish pace. After what we've already done at the pub, those two will be able to keep going for hours. And I'm already shaking in delight.

Then, lightning strikes again.

I got a glimpse of Sujin sitting on Connor's face and also, Murphy, there between my legs. A shiver runs through me. His eyes are wide open, and I realize he couldn't know which one I was either. We exchange a knowing smile before the light goes out.

However, as if punishing me for seeing him, he withdraws, and I whimper with frustration and want.

I don't feel him anymore. And even Connor turns now, forcing both me and my sister off him. And it starts all over. Anonymous hands, everywhere, lips, everywhere. Still slow, still tender, one trails kisses up my legs, between my thighs, then lets a tongue play in the folds there. I'm sucking on a finger thirstily. And I recognize my sister right by my side, by the feel of her hair, also kissing the palm I'm holding, our mouths brushing. By the friction and her cries, I know that one of them is inside her now. They're moving against my side, brushing my skin, and I can let my hands scrape both their stomachs, flick both their nipples, knead both their butts in turn, and reach between them to feel the motion, the dampness, right down where he is ramming inside her. All that while a tongue is torturing my clit.

And I'm rapidly starting to come undone.

Though, as Murphy did to me, it ends for Sujin before she could climax. And the one between my legs straightens up suddenly. I wail.

However, neither of them is nearly finished with us. As we're not finished with them. Though, I'm just a lump of tender nerves by now. One twin slowly, but resolutely, forces me to turn over on my stomach and lies down, crushing me with all his weight. He enters me gradually from behind. Skin against skin. His pelvis pressing against my butt, his torso grinding my shoulder blades. I can barely breathe and soon cries in the mattress in complete euphoria, as he moves inside me. Still slow, excruciatingly slow. My moans are matched by a male groan, not from the one behind me, and this one peppers feverish kisses on my face.

Again, I could probably guess which one, though my brain has switched off. I don't want to know. I find it utterly sublime not to know.

I reach for his groin and find Sujin there licking and sucking. I help by caressing and stroking him just as slowly as the one inside me. This one's lips are nipping at my ear; he's whispering words that I can't understand, but they both soothe me and send me flying. The other brother's tongue comes battling with mine as I'm starting to scream.

Though, once again, he pulls out before we're done.

Now each hand brushing my skin, every patch of flesh against my flesh is sending fireworks all over my body. I'm seeing light that isn't there. I don't know who I'm touching in this tangle of limbs. Connor. Murphy. Sujin. I just want to rub, lick and press everything, anything.

And as I'm kneading Sujin's breast, the thought crosses my mind that Murphy and Connor can't see either, so, just like her and me, they must be brushing and finding each other in the dark. This simple realization ignites a new fire in my belly. And I had no idea I was even into this. But now, I want to feel it.

One of them is spooning me now. His stiff penis sliding deliciously between my butt cheeks. I straighten up and bring him with me, so I'm sitting on his laps, his dick sliding all along my slit, slick with my wetness but not entering. Just titillating me to no end. Keeping him against my back, with his lips on the crook of my neck, I blindly search for his brother. Though I don't have to, since his hands find me first, massaging my breasts. And I can feel him coming to kneel before me, his lips finding my nipple while I can find his fingers slipping inside my sister at the end of his arm. His other hand is feeling under my boob, just where I have a beauty mark, and I know he can recognize me from it. Cheater.

So, I can easily reach for his dick and stroke him, still just as unhurried as they are. Though, this time, I can also go and take the hand of the one behind me, and just guide him there. I keep my fingers laced with his as I feel him recoiling slightly. But it's not a violent rebuttal. It feels more like a hesitation. I know they're certainly not shy around each other. I can certainly fantasize about what they're doing on their mattresses side by side when no girl is around. And they've never given each other a hand? Maybe they just needed a push. So, I gently insist. And start moving my hand with his at the same pace as I'm rocking my hips along his own length. The one we're stroking growls, maybe in disapprobation, though he doesn't pull away. His face grazes up my chest and his lips crash on mine. Fuck, that's Murphy. His thinner lips, the way he twirls his tongue around mine is unmistakable. And I know he can feel my grin growing against his kiss.

"Jesus Min…" God that velvety voice. And the naughtiness of what I have them doing. While Connor's dick is sliding, pressing against my opening, its head rubbing my clit with each passing. When Murphy – unwillingly – lets out a moan, I have to pull away from the kiss as my body jolts on its own.

Another lightning strike.

My head jerks down, with my eyes open wide, as I want to see it. Connor's hand around Murphy's dick. And I don't know why it's so thrilling but I shudder and gasp. Sujin's eyes widen too, and she straightens up to get closer before the darkness returns. I now feel her tongue sliding with us. Her lips suck on Connor's fingers, and Murphy bites my neck. His repressed groans, knowing he can't hide his arousal at what we're doing is almost enough to push me over the edge.

Now, Connor is tugging a bit more forcefully on his brother. And it takes me a minute before I understand what he's doing. Slowly, he's positioning him before me, bringing him closer. So, his hand stops stroking to feel me; he already knows I'm wet and ready, he's making sure his brother's tip is right there at my entrance. Then, he pushes me on him.

"Oh my fucking God…" Murphy cries out. I just howl. I can't even form words anymore.

Murphy welcomes me on his laps, but Connor is the one setting the pace. And, of course, it's sadistically slow. With one hand guiding my hips, one hand clasping my nape, it's like he's fucking his brother with me. His own dick hard against my back. I'm a trembling mess. Gasping like a fish out of water. Murphy's nipple is slightly brushing mine with the motion, Sujin's tongue barely brushes both of us there, and I scream like a maniac.

Now I lose track of my sister for a moment, though I must admit it was the least of my worries. However, I suddenly feel Connor shifting, and her breasts crash on my shoulder blades.

She lays a soft kiss on my cheek while I hear tin wraps being torn. Right, thankfully someone is being considerate because I can't even think straight. Murphy and I both. He pulls out and I could have sobbed. Maybe the storm is passing because I begin to discern some shapes in the darkness. Sujin's arms have circled around me to slip the condom on his length.

Soon though, my hands helping her feel her start shaking, she loudly moans, and she's pressed against me. Connor is entering her from behind. "Sweet fucking Christ, Sujin…" I can feel their motion against me, and it excites me to no end. Especially since Connor is reaching for my breast to grab and hold. Not to be outdone, Murphy swiftly pushes back inside of me. "Jesus ye feel good, Min…" So I can now move above him to his brother's pace. And we keep a steady rhythm, all as one.

Thrusting deliciously inside me, Murphy finds my sister's mouth above my shoulder, and his hand slips between us; I can feel it moving against the small of my back, as he's rubbing circles around her clit. I don't know if she's consciously doing it or just reflexively reaching, but her own fingers come to find my core, brushing inside my folds to the exact same motions as his. At the same time, Connor has moved one hand also between her and me, to claw at my butt. Though, with each of his movement, he gets closer to my hole there. When he enters me gently, I don't eve have enough breath left to gasp. It's tight, and he only gets enough in to rub against the tender skin inside, right where it can press to feel his brother's shaft inside me on the other side. And it's suddenly driving me completely insane.

"Shush, wait for yer sister." Connor's authoritative voice makes me wickedly feel like a naughty kid. And I want nothing more than to please him. I clench my jaw and keep everything in.

I have to hold on to Murphy desperately, as every single part of me is stimulated to push me higher and higher. Murphy's incredible dick ramming inside. The forever increasing pace induced by Connor, through Sujin pressing rhythmically against my back. Her hand in my front. Connor's in my bottom. Murphy's fingers around my nipple, his cheek brushing against mine with each thrust. His voice whimpering in my ear. And all their moans and groans rising around me. It's so fucking beautiful to hear their pleasure grow and grow, until none of us can hold any longer.

It's like an explosion. We all let go of everything. The boys are frantically thrusting so it won't ever end. I'm jerking and wrenching uncontrollably, riding an extraordinary rollercoaster of ecstasy.

This feels like nothing on this earth. And when we all collapse in complete stupefaction, I don't think that I'll ever come down from it.

And my euphoric mind, searching for the sky through the high windows to lose my gaze on, realizes that it's not the moonlight blessing us with its soft rays anymore. But dawn is already approaching. I giggle on my own. This is a night I'll never forget.