Layla.After resting my tired limbs, I struggled to my feet and on wobbly legs, headed to the kitchen. My body was sticky with sweat and our release and I wanted to have a bath right away but I had to wait, I wasn't done yet. When I arrived at the kitchen, the smell of mashed potatoes and chicken soup wafted through the hair and my stomach immediately grumbled, reminding me of how hungry I was. I had been too aroused to notice. Dante craned his head to look at me, his brow raised in question but his lips turned up in a smile. "You're awake? Dinner is almost ready though.""I fell asleep?" I asked as I went to grab a bottle of water. He nodded, checking the soup as it boiled."You looked it. I called your name several times but you didn't answer. I must have tired you out." He said, his voice dropping a few octaves at his last words. I felt my body warm up at his words and I looked at him, a wanton smile on my lips."I liked the way you tire me out though." I whispered, licking my lip
Layla.Dante took me to my bathroom, setting me down on wobbly legs as he turned on the tap, filling up the tub with warm water. I leaned on the bathroom cabinets for support, watching as Dante poured soap into the water and bubbling it up. The lower half of my body still felt like jelly and I had yet to speak. Once the water almost filled up the tub, he turned it off and walked towards me. He helped me out of my clothes till I was naked in front of him, carrying me and easing me gently into the warm water. I let out a sigh of relief, my weary muscles getting soothed by the warm water.Carrying some bubbles in my hands, I blew them into the air, chuckling at my childishness. Dante wore my shower cap for me, covering up my hair before easing into the water himself, his clothes still on his body. Setting himself at the edge of the tiny tub, he placed me in between his long, slim legs, grabbing the washcloth and gently washing me, occasionally massaging my sore muscles.I rested my back
Layla.I'm having one of those x-rated dreams again. No, I'm sure I am. If not, why would Dante be between my legs, his tongue deep into my pussy while I have all these sensations flowing through my body? I moaned, undulating my hips as I tried to reach out to grab his hair. It's only when my fingers touched soft curls that I blinked my eyes open and indeed, Dante was between my legs, eating me out just like he was in my dreams. I stared at him, stunned for a while before another lick across my slit causes me to moan aloud again.Dante noticesld I'm awake and pulled backward to stare at me. "Good morning." He greeted me, his voice husky. "You were sleeping and I didn't want to disturb you." He added, pushing my thighs apart as he lowered his head. "Wanted to have breakfast." He murmured against my sex before diving back in. I arched my back, burying my fingers into his hair as he continued to eat me out, sweat breaking all over my body. Biting my lips, I grinded my hips against his f
Layla."You did all of this?" Dante asked, looking around the house before turning to me, slowly crossing his arms. I smiled, walking towards him, my steps slow and my movements sensual."I wanted to congratulate you for getting the job. So yeah, I did all of this." I replied coyly, standing in front of him, my body tingling with excitement and anticipation. Dante closed the space between us, tilting my face up with his fingers and bringing his lips closer to mine. Without missing a beat, I kissed him and he pried my mouth open, his tongue delving deep into my mouth.I moaned against his lips, wrapping my hands around him as he pushed my body closer to his, his strong arms running across my body. Tearing his lips away from mine, he growled against them. "You greedy little girl. I've never met anyone as crazed as you. But thanks anyway. I really appreciate this." He muttered and I nodded, my brain still mushy."I'm starving. How about we eat first?" He suggested, gently caressing my ha
Layla.The first hit came and I screamed and Dante hands smacked my buttocks harshly, that part stinging badly. I struggled to get away from his grasp but he only held me tighter. Panting heavily, I managed to speak, "one," even as my pussy walls were clenching and throbbing over nothing.He continued with the next hits quickly and by the time he had gotten to ten, the pain had morphed into something that I could not explain, one that had me arching my back and begging for more hits on my buttocks, the pain had mixed with the pleasure and my brain couldn't tell which was which."How many hits have I given you?" Dante asked even as he sent another hard strike across my buttocks. I opened my mouth to speak before realizing I had forgotten the number we where at. "I don't know!" I cried out, my voice wobbly and high pitched. Dante chuckle, inserting a finger into my sodden pussy and I almost orgasmed. He quickly extracted it, blowing warm air to my flaring buttocks and pinching my pussy
Layla.It's been a few splendid days with Dante ever since the beginning of our sexcapade. We've had sex everywhere, from my room to his to the bathroom and the dining table as well. It seemed like the more times I got fucked and had orgasms, the more I wanted it. Unfortunately my period came and I had to go for a break because well... Cramps. That didn't stop Dante from making out with me, however. He made sure to make me orgasm from nipple stimulation and was extra tender to me during that period.My period had come and gone and for some flimsy reasons, I had completely forgotten to resume my rules. I had no idea that Dante was keeping record of it. So when he returned back from work, looking peeved, I had no idea what was happening. He walked up to with me with a disgruntled expression while I was watching movies and crossed his arms, a brow shooting up."You broke one of your rules today." He growled in a deep voice.I looked up at him, confused. "I did? What did I do?""Didn't I
Layla.Pulling me up by my hair, he pressed my back down and pushed into me with one swift thrust and I moaned, my body jerking as he filled me up to the hilt. He pulled out of me almost instantly, reaching down to grab and fondle my breasts before thrusting back in. I bit my lips, trying unsuccessfully to quiet down my moans as Dante began to move in and out of me, his thrusts slow and deep. The fact that we were outside and anyone could see us caused a strange sense of excitement to course through my veins.Dante grabbing onto my waist, pressing my back down as he continued to piston in and out of me, his pace increasing. The sound of skin slapping skin resounded in the parking lot and and I felt my pussy walls clench and tighten, more wetness dripping out of me. "Oh fuck, Dante. It's too much! I can't handle it!" I cried, tears streaming out of my eyes as Dante continue to pound into me."That's too bad." He grunted as he spanked my ass and I saw stars explode in my vision. "Cause
Layla.When I opened my eyes once again, I was in my room and the sun was shining brightly in the sky. My brain was foggy and when I tried moving, the soreness from my nether regions caused a groan to escape my lips and I paused, squinting my eyes against the bright sunlight. Taking several deep breaths, I tried moving once more and this time managed to bring myself to a seating position, resting my head on the pillow. I had passed out last night from my orgasm. Dante must have brought me home and cleaned me up as I was in my bed clothes."Good morning, sunshine. Sleep well?" A voice asked, interrupting my thoughts and I looked up to see Dante at the doorway, all dressed up and leaning against it, a smug smile on his face. Scoffing, I looked away from him, a small pout on my lips. Even though I enjoyed how rough he was last night, it was still pretty annoying the way I was treated.Dante stepped away from the doorframe and came to seat beside me, a calm expression on his face. I just
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Layla.(Six months later)If someone had told me my life would turn out like this in the nearest future, I wouldn't have believed them. I probably would have laughed in their faces. But, here we are now. The last few months have been nothing short of euphoric for me. I officially have been in a relationship with these thtrr me for the past sic months and it's mind boggling to say the least.I've never thought it could be manageable. But it's so much fun, without even adding the sex part. There's our fair share of problems, but luckily some of us are mature enough to solve it before it becomes an issue. The media has even picked up on it and so many different tales I've been spun about us. I don't care, they don't know what's going on behind the scenes.We were on a trip to the Maldives and I was having a blast walking along the torqouise beach, the salty breeze blowing against my face and the sun warming my skin. I had found out two days ago that I was pregnant and though I didn't kno
Layla.Dinner time rolled by and soon we were all seated by the table sharing food and moments. Just like he promised, Felix stopped by and currently, he was seating down at the table, wolfing down my mom's delicacies. I glanced at my mom, but the latter just seemed too happy that they were a lot of people enjoying her food.While we ate, Dante began to tell them about his real family that be found while he was at the city. They listened attentively, only interrupting when it seemed absolutely necessary. By the end of his narration, it was clear that they were more than happy for him for finding his real family and taking back what rightfully belonged to him. I took in a deep breath, feeling my palms start to sweat. The real thing would be coming soon.Dinner rolled to a close and we were about to start packing up when Dante cleared his throat once more. "There's one more thing I'd like to say." He began, his voice clear and direct. "Oh really... What is it?" My mom inquired, her int
Layla.The drive back home was pleasant to say the least. I watched the familiar scenery zip past the car, my mind nowhere in particular, a wistful sigh escaping my lips. Back then, I was so eager to leave. No one prepares you for how much you're going to miss your home town. I definitely appreciate it a lot more now."You alright?" Dante asked and I turned to look at him, nodding my head. Felix was in the backseat, nodding his head as he listened to music through his headphones, completely lost in his own world."Yes, I am." I said, stretching my body. "I can't wait to see them. I've missed them so much. What about you?" I asked and he shrugged."Nervous. To be honest." He answered,his eyes fixed on the road. I glanced at him, seeing the signs and my heart broke a little for him. He was gripping the steering wheel a little too tight, his knuckles already white. There was also a subtle tension radiating off him that I didn't see before. He must be worried about what he wants to tell
Layla."What?" The single word sounded like a bomb in my ears and before I knew it, I had begun to ramble. "It wasn't like I wanted to, actually. The two of you just thought was sleeping so I listened in. But, I did hear what you were all saying." I muttered sheepishly, peeking a look at him.Dante still seemed stunned, but he let out a sigh and looked at me. "How much did you hear?" He said as he walked back to me, seating on the bed."Well, I was awake long enough to hear Emilio confess his feelings for me." I said, my voice tiny. Dante's eyes widened again. "Guess you heard enough then." He muttered to himself and silence fell upon the room. I shifted awkwardly, pinning Dante with a gaze."Is it true though?" I began quietly, fiddling with my fingers. "Did he really mean was he said of what is just of the moment? I asked. I needed to be sure before I began reading into it unnecessarily. Dante looked at me and I saw the hesitation in his eyes. He seemed as if he wasn't sure himsel
Layla.My body felt like water, I could scarcely move, but when they began to touch my body anew, I felt it erupt into flames and I whimpered, wishing I could get away from them just for a bit."Come on Layla... Don't worry so much. We'll do all the work. Just let us touch you one more time." Dante cooed and with my half lidded eyes, I could feel myself glaring at him. I sincerely didn't think I had any strength for any more.But here they were, touching all the right places, making my body light up with desire once more. I had no choice, I had to give in. After all, I was the one who brought it upon myself anyway. No one asked me to give in to demands. They started slowly, making sure my body was ready for the taking. The foreplay was amazing, I could feel myself growing wetter, my need for them burning brighter. Once, they saw that I had begun to plead for them, they set me into a comfortable position that made it easy for all three of them to have access to my body... And holes.
Layla.Felix entered my line of vision and a sigh escaped my lips, my heart thudding in my chest. Running a hand down my face, down my neck and between the valley of my breasts till he got to my abdomen, I felt him lean in to kiss my lips, his cock sliding into my dripping core. I whimpered as he filled me, my pussy still spasming and sensitive from the last release. His cock wasn't as huge as Dante's own but it was still enough to make my eyes roll to the back of my head. I heard him growl, his hands gripping my thighs harshly as he brought me near him. My back arched, my head rolling to the side as a drawn out moan escaped my lips."Oh, Fuck..." He gritted out, his voice strained. "You're so hot." He growled, picking up his pace. "No, more... I can't take it." I cried out, but a hand smacked my breasts, and the pain cause me to stiffen. "Of course you can." I heard Emilio growl into my ear. I'm sure he was the one who slapped my breast and was currently pinching my nipples. "I c
Layla.I stiffened slightly at their command but my hands moved on their own, reaching for his shirt and I began to unbutton it. My fingers were trembling throughout, my breath shaky as their gazes pricked my skin. Pulling off his shirt off him, I made contact with his bare skin and my fingertips tingled. God, he was so beautiful. One by one, I shed off their shirts till their muscled, bulky yet lean torso came to view. I swallowed, unable to tear my gaze off them. They looked like Greek sculpturres, all three men and I could almost go on my knees to worship them. If I wasn't doing it already.Emilio was the first to lean in, taking my lips in a savage kiss, a strangled gasp escaping my lips. A buzz of electricity went through my body as I clutched his body, drawing him closer to me. His hand settled on my hips as he gripped them tightly, pulling my body to him, his kisses running up and down my neck. I could barely think, surrendering to the torrent of emotions they were unleashing i
Layla."Crawl to us." The command, so softly spoken, sounded like a bomb in my ears. My heart began to pound, my breath quickening. Simultaneously, my insides clenched, liquid heat pooling in my nether regions. I mustered enough courage and began to crawl to them, their gazes on me holding me captive. My rhinestone lingerie glimmered in the lighting and once I was close enough, I could almost see my reflection in their eyes.Dante was seating in the middle and though he looked the most relaxed out of all them thanks to his seating posture, there was a subtle tension radiating off him that had my skin tingling. He took a sip from his glass, his deep gaze racking me up and down. "Do you want some wine?" He asked, slow leaning forward. I glanced at the wine drink and then at him, wetting my dry lips. "Yes, master." I muttered, my voice soft. He stretched his wine glass towards me, pressing it to my lips. Without taking my eyes off him, I opened my mouth and took a couple sips of the wi