Brought my girlfriend home to fuck her, how could we not share this with my Brothers?

The weekend had finally arrived, and so had Samir’s two best friends, Yousef and Ali, from university. The trio had been planning this night for weeks – a wild, no-holds-barred orgy of debauchery, with Samir’s sexy girlfriend Layla at the center of it all. Layla had no idea what she was in for when she agreed to come over and meet Samir’s friends for the first time.

As the three men lounged in the living room, sipping whiskey and chatting idly, the doorbell rang. Samir sprinted to answer it, flinging the door open and pulling Layla inside. “Babe, you look stunning!” he exclaimed, eyeing her up and down. Layla blushed, smoothing her short black dress. Yousef and Ali exchanged knowing glances, already undressing her with their eyes.

“Come on in, gorgeous,” Yousef purred, getting up to greet her. “We’ve heard so much about you.” He slid an arm around her waist as he kissed her cheek, letting his hand drift down to grasp a plump ass cheek. Layla giggled nervously, shooting Samir a look that said ‘What the hell?’.

“Sit, relax!” Ali insisted, pushing Layla down onto the couch next to him. He slung an arm around her shoulders possessively as Yousef poured her a drink. “You’re going to need this,” Yousef joked, winking at Samir.

As the alcohol flowed and the conversation became more flirtatious, Yousef and Ali grew bolder in their advances. Yousef was massaging Layla’s thigh, fingers creeping higher and higher under her skirt, while Ali had a hand up her top, palming her breast. Layla moaned softly, eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to their touch.

Samir watched the scene unfold, a huge bulge straining against his jeans. When Layla spotted it, she bit her lip and gave him a smoldering look, silently giving him permission to join in. With a groan, Samir undid his fly, freeing his massive cock. “Since when did my girl become such a slut?” he growled playfully.

“Mmm, I’ve always wanted to be your dirty girl,” Layla purred, sinking to her knees in front of Samir. She took his thick shaft in her small hand, stroking it while maintaining eye contact. Yousef and Ali crowded in behind her, hitching up her dress to expose her naked ass.

“Look at this – no panties,” Yousef gasped, spreading her cheeks to reveal her glistening pussy. “What a naughty little slut you are!” Ali slapped her ass hard, making Layla yelp and drop Samir’s cock. The men all laughed cruelly.

“Don’t let me interrupt,” Samir said, grabbing Layla’s hair and shoving her face back into his crotch. She moaned as she wrapped her lips around him, sucking him deep into her throat. Behind her, Yousef and Ali had produced a tube of lube. Yousef worked two fingers into Layla’s tight asshole while Ali unzipped his fly and pulled out his own generous cock.

“Relax, babe, we’re going to tear this pussy up,” Ali smiled wickedly, rubbing himself against her slick folds. With one hard thrust, he buried himself balls-deep in her cunt, making Layla cry out around Samir’s cock. The double penetration was intense, stretching her to her limits. She bucked and moaned wantonly as the two men used her vulgarly.

“You like that, you dirty bitch?” Yousef hissed in her ear, working a third finger into her ass. “You want us all to fuck you?” With each filthy word, he kicked his fingers harder, scissoring them to stretch her open. Layla could only nod frantically, too overwhelmed by pleasure to speak.

After several more minutes of brutal dual penetration, Ali pulled out and the men switched positions. Now Yousef’s thick cock claimed her pussy while Ali slid into her ass, making Layla scream with a mix of pain and ecstasy as he proceeded to destroy her tight hole. All the while, she continued to suck hungrily on Samir’s dick, feeling like a true slut for his friends.

The men fell into a dirty rhythm, lazily passing Layla from one to the other like a piece of meat. They took turns fucking every hole, using her fundamentals in every way imaginable. At one point, Layla found herself on her hands and knees as the three men stood around her jerking their cocks and tag-teaming her mouth, pussy, and asshole. It was the most debauched, humiliating experience of her life – and she loved every second of it.

When they finally collapsed in a sweaty heap after draining their balls deep into her convulsing holes, Layla could only whimper with delight. Samir gathered her close, stroking her hair tenderly. “You did so good, baby. I knew you’d be perfect for us,” he praised her, making her glow with pride.

As the men dozed off in a tangle of limbs, Layla reflected on what an extraordinary night it had been. She had never imagined that the man she loved could be so dominant, so extreme in his kinks. And the fact that he was willing to share her, to let his friends use her for their pleasure – it only made her want to please him more, to be his ultimate sex slave. She began to wonder what other dark desires Samir had yet to unleash upon her. But as she snuggled into his strong arms, she knew she was eager to find out, no matter how sinful they might be.