Hey there!
So this is a "story" I started writing a while back. It's mainly for my Tribe (Yes, I'm in a tribe of fierce ladies on tumblr) and it contains craziness, smut, a bit more smut, a bit story and well a lot of smut. I wrote the stories for special people in my tribe. But they are all written in a way everyone could possibly identify with it. People who know my tribe or me, will of course know, who is who.
Several Characters of Norman Reedus will have their appearance plus some others. So...Here is the first chapter!
Again, I am german, please excuse every mistake! And excuse that my smut writing in english sounds like I never had a guy in my bed. That is not the case, it's just the lack of english vocabulary ;) So here you go.
A lonely God on his cloud
He really had nothing to do anymore. Humanity was taking its own path and he really had no intention in showing them how to end a war or to cure desaeses they brought on themselves and it was pretty annoying to watch every parallel universe and every time line all the time. He was bored. Sitting on a bench that is floating on a cloud and watching those humans was just dull after all those decades. It just wasn't so much fun watching them cook, go to work, rotting themselves out and this whole love thing was going out of hand. He looked upon his creation and was pissed. What did I do? I had my fun with them now I need a new art project. Because that was it. When he started to create earth it was an art project and he fell in love with the idea of different species on this planet and it started with two. But that is a whole different story and everybody knows it already. He looked at one of the girls he was spying on for a while now. One of his sheeps that lost its way because he was to busy somewhere else and forgot to push her in the right direction. It was happening a lot lately and he felt sorry for everyone of them but being himself was a 24/7 job. And he just can't be there for every living creature all the time and his angels...Well some of them fell, one of them left to do their work down on the ground and some are just drunk all the time. Basically they are all a bunch of players who got sick of playing with their toys.
He thought about something new. Something that was in his mind for a while now. He had been lonely and he really needed company but he couldn't just go down there and say: Hi. Here I am. Love me. That would be ridiculous. So he had kind of a funny and evil plan to make as many girls happy as possible and he was starting with those eleven girls he was obsessed with. Perfect creations, with imperfections that make them even more perfect. Each of them searching for an adventure, for an escape and for a guy to love. He doesn't know their real names. He doesn't need names. There were times when he knew every name of every human being and every animal but at a point he was too tired to learn them all. He just wants all the fun and wants to see the light in their eyes and of course the physical contact. He clapped his hands, smiled and took on his sunglasses. That is going to be a lot of fun. He stood up, danced around and with a flick of his fingers different versions of himself appeared next to him. All nodding because they knew what to do and within a minute they all vanished from his sight and were down on the ground doing their work.
Good. Good , he muttered and sat down again to watch them do their work.
His view first went to that girl that was sitting in a pub in Boston. Waiting for some more adventure in her life. His impersonation was just entering the bar together with his brother. Seriously he had to play a bit with minds and happenings and the both of them just looked extremely good together and everyone of his creations needs a backstory. So both of them were entering the bar where this girl was sitting. She nipped at her Whiskey and the second she saw Murphy she was Head over Heels. His plan works. So here we go...
1. The Angel of Sass and the MacManus brothers
She was sitting there for a while now and searching the room for some guy to take her home. She really needed someone to go down on her for several hours this night. Fuck all those thoughts away and fuck all the dust from everyday life away. But the whole time there was just one guy who was acceptable and she was about to leave when the door opened again. And HELLO- Who is this? . She nipped at her Whiskey, her eyes following the guys making her way to the bar. Greeting nearly everyone with a hug or a handshake. They seem to be very popular here. Both of them were extremely hot and looking like bad boys. In that moment she was about to go over and say Hi they looked at her and smiled. Who are you? We have never seen your face here before. I just moved here. They both nodded and smiled. What is your name? , asked the first one who had a mole at the right side over his upper lip and eyes that could get you to bed without anything covering your skin. Names are unnecessary , she answered and smirked.
I think they are very important. I am Connor, this is my little brother Murphy. They were coming closer to her and she already knew where this is going to end. Murphy said: And by the way, we are twins. He is only minutes older. Twins. Now that is a new one. She has had a lot of things in mind when she stepped out her place that evening but not twins.
And you really don't want us to know your name? Is it important for what I want to do with the both of you? That caught them by surprise and she emptied her glass of Whiskey.
Both of them were staring at her. What do you want to do? , Connor asked.
She leans close to his ear and whispers: Get rid of those clothes. Starting with your brothers Jeans. Connor shook his head and then nodded. Brother, drink. We really have something to do tonight. It is fucking important. Murphy nods and emptied his beer. I am ready old man. Can we go now or what? Geez you two are like a little puppy and a fox , she said, grabbed her jacket and went outside. Both following her out, lighting a cigarette in perfect synchronization. Behind them the whole pub was cheering and yelling: GO GUYS GO! Are you some kind of superstars or something? Kind of , Murphy answered.
She looked at him a bit closer while he grabbed her hand. He had short dark hair, blue eyes, a stubble and brought shoulders. He seemed to be the quieter one.
Connor on her left side put his arm around her shoulders. He had the same blue eyes and his hair were brown too. Some blonde dying still growing out of it. Do you do that a lot? , he asked.
What, exactly? Going home with completely strangers who could be mass murderers or the so called saints from Boston? she smirked. I heard those saints are sexy as hell and I really would like to meet them and have fun with them. They are doing a fine work and it makes it safer to go home with strangers. She looked at Murphy who was chuckling the whole time. What's so funny? He shook his head. Nothing. We could be those saints. Who the hell knows, right? Bro, stop promising things we can't keep up with. We are just two crazy brothers working at a meat factory. She shrugged. I don't care. You two share everything? Yeah.
They didn't speak for a while until Connor opened the door to their place. It was a really shitty place. But she was not here to move in. She just wanted some casual sex and with that thought Murphy closed the door and threw his jacket onto the next chair. Connor did the same thing and then grabbed her jacket, to add it to theirs. Connor was standing behind her and pulled her closer. His hands grabbing the fabric of her shirt pulling it over her head. Murphy was slowly making his way towards them, always looking at her eyes. And when she smiled he moved closer and she grabbed his belt. Connor had started to kiss her neck and shoulders which left her enough space to unbelt Murphys jeans and to open it up. He was still looking at her, his eyes darker and full of ecstasy. She leaned forward and whispered: Kiss me Murphy. She didn't need to say that twice. He leaned closer and kissed her. His hands on her cheeks. Connor started opening her shorts and while kissing her shoulder he pushed his hand into her panties. She could feel that he was hard and Murphy too was getting hard which made her touch his dick. He moaned into her mouth, his tongue still fighting with hers. He was a damn good kisser and his dick... She really couldn't complain about that. She would have a lot of fun riding this thing. But before that she had to get rid of his clothes and as if he could hear her thoughts he took off his shirt. Then he turned her around so she was facing Connor while Murphy opened her bra. Connor smirked, kissed her, rough and hard. He had taken his shirt off already. She was really stunned. Both of them had really hot bodys and they had matching tattoos. Boys, can we do that a bit faster. Get rid of those clothes or I am goin' nuts. As you wish baby , Murphy mumbled. And with that they took off their jeans and pants and for a moment she was shocked and delighted. They were well equipped. That would be a night. She took off her clothes and Murphy was again behind her making her bow down. In front of her was Connor and he was grabbing her hair. Hold on to Connor, because I am going to fuck you from behind while you will suck my brothers cock. My pleasure. He was taken her from behind while she was sucking Connors dick and she could say it was a lot to take in for her mouth. After a while the brothers changed their position. "You like that", Murphy asked. "Yes", she moaned. "Louder!" "Shut the fuck up and let me suck your dick." Connor started moving faster and suddenly pulled out just to drag her to the next chair. "You will ride my dick now. Backwards." "As you wish." She looked at Murphy who was stroking his dick and she could tell just from that that she wanted to ride this dick too. These two were killing her. What made it even more worse were their matching tattoos. She slid down on Connors erection and started riding it. Murphy before them. one hand still stroking his own dick, the other hand right above her clitoris. He was giving her little punches every time she moved. She was already short before her orgasm when Connor said. "Change." So they changed but Murphy was turning her around. "I want to see you." I bet he did. He was one of those eyefuckers. His eyes was giving her the chills. Torn between hot and serial killer. She started riding him and he looked her in the eyes and it was like having an orgasm just by looking at him. While she was riding Murphy Connor was standing beside them. Looking. After a while he looked at Murphy. "Murph, would you like to show her something?" Murphy's eyes went from erotic to amused in a second and with that he was pushing her up. Then he walked over to his brother and started kissing him. "Okay", she said. Not sure what exactly was happening but she liked it. While they were kissing she grabbed both dicks and started stroking them. Which seemed to be exactly what they liked. Then she knelt down in front of them and took Connors dick in her mouth while stroking Murphys. Both of them moaning while they still kissed each other. She changed between both dicks a several times until both said: "Stop, or this night is over." She stopped but then grinned. She wanted them to come. She wanted to hear them moan and scream, so she stated again. "No", Connor whispered but didn't do anything to hold her back. And she could feel the explosion coming and Connor was moaning: "Fuck, girl..." and while she was swallowing his cum when he came he was whimpering because she was still sucking. "Stop. Please." She let him suffer for a while and then let go of him. "Oh Lord", he whispered and looked down on her. She turned to do the same with Murphy but he was shaking his head. "No Baby. I really want to fuck you. Hard. And Connor will watch." He pulled her to the table and bend her over. He pushed her head down and then thrusted into her. Hard. She would have bruises after that but she didn't care. When Murphy started to thrust into her like he wanted to get some anger from him she enjoyed it. "Fuck, I can't really last any longer." She was just a puddle anyways. Her knees would give up their purpose right after he would come. With one last push he came and moaned. Before he pulled out he kissed her back and then hold her when she tried to get up. "Now you", Connor whispered. Murphy was carrying her to the mattress and both were lying next to her. A brother on each side. Murphy started kissing her. He tasted like beer and Honey. He was biting her lip and when he stopped he looked at her. "I like you. Your kisses are better then shooting a gun." Which made Connor laugh. Then Connor started kissing her boobs and took an extra time at her nipples. He grinned. Evil. Like he was up to something and then he pushed two fingers into her and started to move them. She closed her eyes and made some pleasured noises. She felt Murphy shift and then there was a tongue on her clit and the fingers were still moving. when she opened her eyes both brothers were busy eating her out. And she knew she couldn't hold on any longer even so she wanted to. She wanted this to last for fucking forever. But it was too much so she screamed "fuck" and came with a huge explosion. Both brothers right next to her again. Smiling. Connor grabbed for the sheets to cover them and Murphy managed to lit two cigarettes. "You smoke?" "No", she said. "Better that way. It is fucking shit but once you do it its hard quitting and we die anyway.", Connor explained.
"Everyone fucking dies and in this town earlier then anywhere else", Murphy added.
"True. The violence is really high. Good there are the saints."
"Yeah. They are really hot and great dudes. Rockstars with religious motives. Con' I heard they have matching tat's like us and they are brothers."
Connor smiled. "Really? Wow. We should try to find them."
She was looking at those two and then it dawned on her. "HOLY FUCKING CHRIST! "
And both started laughing. "Ready for round two?"
And that was it. That was when she knew she would never leave their side again. Only to let them do their killer-business.
Yeah... I thought I start with a threesome. No way in hell I would separate our twins.