Layla.It's remaining two days for my parents to return back from their vacation and Dante decided to end our two-week long sexual escapade with something epic. He'd proposed the idea when we were bathing together like we always do, suggesting that we go to the beach to have some fun. I glanced up at him and saw the half-smile on his face and my heart began to race."Really?" I asked as I washed his hair, watching as the soapy water ran down his face. He swiped his hands down his face so he squint at me. "Yeah... I want to take us to one final spot." He murmured, cupping my breasts with his hands. I chuckled, sighing as he took my nipples between his fingers and gently pinched them."I'd like that." I replied, giving him an easy smile. "I want to go to the beach." I said to him, wrapping my hands around his neck and drawing my body closer to his."Awesome. They would be be barbecue and soda and we'll make lot's of memories." He said as he leaned down to kiss me. I smiled against his
Layla.Dante wasn't there when I woke up. I had startled awake just before dawn and when I moved my hands around to feel him, he wasn't anywhere near the bed. This jolted me awake and I sat up instantly. Getting out of the bed, I immediately ran out of the room and down the stairs to check the living area but he was there but there were packed boxes. Slightly panicking, I called out his name while contemplating if I should go and look for him outside."Up here!" I heard him say and my heart leaped out in excitement as I ran back up to my stairs to my room where the sound of his voice came from. He stepped out of the bathroom, his t-shirt unbuttoned and his hair wet. My breath caught in my throat and I could feel my pussy tingle."Dante! I've been looking all over you. Where did you go?" I asked as I rushed to him, my gaze running up and down his body to see if he was hurt."Um... The bathroom? I came to wash my face. Why were you looking for me? Did you just wake up?" He asked as he c
Layla.After bathing, Dante spent the next few hours painting a bikini on my skin and let me say this, the drawing was so real it felt like I actually had a bikini on. Except, I was purely naked and it was just a body drawing."What do you think?" Dante asked, his face covered in paint and his arms crossed. I twirled around in the full length mirror in my room, checking the back as well as the front."It looks so amazing! No one will be able to tell! You're an amazing artist Dante!" I complimented, still stunned."Thanks for the compliment, but you're still my favorite work of art." He said as he pressed his lips against my cheeks. I blushed, my heart skipping a beat. "So is the paint waterproof?" I asked as me made we wear a white T-shirt and pulled me out of the room. "Yeah but not for long. So be careful not to stay for water for a long period of time.""I guess I have to stay away from the beach then." I replied as we walked out of the house and he locked the doors. We got into t
Layla.I glanced around me, grinding my thighs together as I fought to contain my desperation but it wasn't working. If anything, it only seemed to grow worse. I couldn't resist sliding my fingers between my thighs, but I had to be careful with that before I drew unwanted attention to myself. Unable to take it any longer, I tugged on Dante's sleeve, calling his attention to me.He glanced at me, a questioning look in his eyes. "Um, I need to go pee. Like right now." I whispered through gritted teeth, my voice trembling. Dante gazed at me for moment, a confused expression on his face before hurriedly nodding his head and letting me go. I quickly went to find an abandoned shack obscures from view and rushed in, spreading my legs apart and sinking my fingers into my heated pussy, soft moans escaping my lips.My insides were aching so terribly, I just had to smoke it stop. I slipped three fingers into my slick wetness, fucking myself here but it still wasn't enough. If only the vibrator di
Layla.It took us a while to catch our breaths and even when we did, I found out that my legs couldn't support my weight anymore and I almost crashed to the ground, if not for Dante's quick reflexes that caught me just in time. He held on to me while you waited for blood to flow down my legs, my breathing still ragged."Aww... The paints is already washing off. This is pretty bad." He murmured as he looked at me, a worried expression on his face."What?" I mumbled, looking up at him with dazed eyes. I didn't understand a word he just said. "Your paint, it's getting washed off." He repeated and I finally looked down at my body. Truthfully, it was getting washed off. My bikini part had already cleaned off completely and the color on my nipples were much brighter than the ones on my breasts. This brought the senses back to my head and I gasped."Oh! What are we going to do! I can't go out like this!" I whisper yelled, slightly panicking. "Don't worry, I'm going to figure something out.
Layla. After our epic time at the beach we returned back home and tried to settle into a life of normalcy. During that period, we deep cleaned the house, getting rid of alo the vibrators and all the erotic items we must have left hanging around before. It was tough work but we did it. We couldn't let anyone know of our crazy time.My parents arrived at the airport two days later and we went to go and pick them. The ride was uncomfortably silent as we'd returned to just being niece and uncle and I have admit, I hated it just as much as I thought I would. I was so used to Dante's public displays of affection in that short time we had been together that going without it felt completely strange and unnatural. Still, I had to suck it up and go along with it since it was what I agreed into.We arrived at the airport and after a moment of walking around, spotted my parents coming in with tons of luggages. I immediately ran to meet them, eveloping them into a hug. "Mom! Dad! I missed so you
Layla.Dante wasn't even looking in my direction, he just kept eating his food. Not wanting to attract attention to myself by acting strange in the dining table, I turned my attention back to my food, all the while being mindful of Dante's hand which was still resting on my thighs. Ever so slowly, it started to inch up, pulling my dress in the process and my stomach did a summersault, and I almost lost my appetite. I started to shake my legs, trying to get him off but he just wouldn't budge. If anything, he kept pushing up my thighs till he was at my panty line.I couldn't concentrate on my food anymore, all my attention was now on Dante's had that was now playing with the band of my panties. I looked at my parents, wondering if they've noticed anything yet but they were discussing amongst themselves, heartily eating their meal. The fact that Dante wanted to do something like this when my parents was around astounded me like no other.His fingers slipped down my panties and began sear
Layla.After dinner, we all retired to our rooms but I couldn't sleep. How could I? I've just been forcefully fucked and denied orgasm and now my pussy will not stop throbbing, begging to be filled. I tried so many times to finger myself to completion but without the feel of being caught and Dante's fingers doing it, I just couldn't fall over the edge. This made me even more frustrated than ever. We had stopped having sex after we returned from the beach and now this!? Especially on the night when my parents just returned from their trip. How callous can Dante be!?Trying unsuccessfully to make myself orgasm with my hands and vibrators and not succeeding, I finally threw in the towel and decided to go see Dante in his room. His room was on the ground floor and to get to him, I would have to pass my parent's room first. Hopefully they were already asleep and wouldn't notice what was going on. That thought placed firmly in my head, I stood up from my bed and sneaked out of my room, maki
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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