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
Dante.Staring at Layla's expression in the mirror while she ardently sucked on my fingers, saliva dribbling down her lips excited me more than it should have. My dick kept rubbing against her ass and her soft moans drove me into a frenzy. I wanted to have her hard and fast but I needed to drive in her mad with desire first.I pulled my fingers out from her mouth, squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples underneath my thumb. She jerked her hips, a gasp escaping her lips as I pinched it once more. She had such perfect breasts, bouncy and very firm too. I couldn't stop groping and caressing them, enjoying the way she sounded in my ears.I kept grinding my cock onto her backside and she followed my movements, pushing her ass against me. "Oh, Dante... Please. Fuck me, please." She cried, reaching out to rub her clit but I immediately slapped her hands away, my gaze growing fierce."Like I said, you don't make the orders here. Now, get on your knees." I commanded and she immediately c
Layla.Exposing me fully to the mirror, Dante stared down at me, his glowering eyes darkened with lust while mine shone with excitement and fear. He brought his fingers back to my dripping heat, parting my sensitive folds and coating his fingers with it. I shivered, my hips jerking against his hands as I sought for more friction."You're are soaking wet, Layla. It's so much you've dribbled all over your thighs. It's very pretty. I like it." He muttered and I shivered, a new rush of liquid heat spilling out of me. Dante saw this and a corner of his lips quirked up but didn't quite form a smile, his eyes darkening further. My pussy clenched over nothing.He thrust two fingers deep inside me then, hard and demanding and my breath caught and I swayed slightly. Dripping and slick he pulled his wet fingers out and traced my labia and circled my engorged clitoral nub, pulling the hood back and teasing me. Quivering, I moaned and pushed against him, craving for more."Stay still." He growled i
Layla."We still have one more to go." I heard and I whimpered, shaking my head vehemently. I didn't think I had it in me for another orgasm after the mind-blowing one I just experienced."N-no more. I can't H-handle anymore." I stammered, my voice scratchy and hoarse. My clit was so sore and every part of my body felt used."I don't care Layla. I have said you're going to give me another orgasm and I am going to take it from you whether you want it or not." He said and I groaned. He grabbed my hair and I winced at the pain. His cock still deep in my pussy, he carried me across the room and set me directly in front of the door just like he promised. Laying on the floor, he made he sit on him, leaning my back against his chest, and I moaned, his cock moving deeper inside me. In this position, I could feel him more deeply and it drove me mad.He raised my chin, forcing me to stare at the door as he deftly began to massage my oversensitive clit with his free hand. "Your parents could b
Layla.When I awoke, I was laying on Dante's bed, and he was nowhere to be found. Blinking my eyes, I looked around until saw Dante come out of the bathroom, a piece of wet towel and a bowl of water in his hands. Hearing me move, Dante's gaze went to me immediately."You're up already?" He asked, a brow raised.Not knowing what to say, I let out a breath and laid my head back on the bed, exhausted. Striding over to the bed, Dante sat down on it and I felt the bed dip with his weight. He began to use the towel to clean my body as I shuddered when the cold cloth touched my body, my eyelids drifting into a close."How long was I out?" I murmured, my voice still very hoarse."Only about an hour." He said and I mumbled something unintelligible. "I was expecting you to be out for much longer." He said as he cleaned the juncture between my thighs. I squirmed because it was uncomfortable as my skin was still rather sensitive. My eyes snapped open as thoughts crossed my mind."Did... Did my pa
Layla.With my parents around, Dante and I needed to grow sneaky with our relationship. Since we already established that there was no way neither of us could stay away from each other, we just decided to come back. We engaged in a lot of quickies, having sex in places where we would not be noticed and not making any noises too. It was exciting at first but I soon began to grow bored of it.It wasn't enough. I wanted more. I wanted the marathon sex, the voyeurism, the feeling of being utterly and thoroughly used. And I was sure Dante knew as well but for some reason, he didn't want to address the issue just yet. I decided to be patient however, knowing that with Dante, there would always be something up his sleeve they I wasn't aware of.One evening, while we were having dinner with my parents, Dante cleared his throat and began speaking. "Mr and Mrs Sanders, I would like to have your permission to take Layla somewhere." He said and we all glanced at him, question in our eyes."You wa
Layla."Layla? You haven't said anything yet." Dante's voice cut through my haze and I glanced at him, an embarrassed smile appearing on my face. He seemed quite concerned but I just looked back at the building, my heart still pounding in my chest."I don't know what to think, Dante." I finally confessed. "It's all so confusing." I muttered, taking a deep breath to calm my jittering nerves. I felt a hand on mine and I looked up to see Dante already so close to me, a gentle smile on his face. "You don't have to do it if you don't want to. Sounds crazy but it's true. I won't force you to do anything you're not ready for. But judging by the escapades we've had in the past, this isn't any different." He explained. "It's... Just a bit more intense." I let out a breath, really thinking about it. In a way, Dante was right. Everything he'd exposed me to, I had agreed to it even if he did coax me sometimes. Even when he did, I always enjoyed it and craved more. This shouldn't be any differen
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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