Layla."That's not all." I continued, looking away from him as I stood to my feet. "He also wants us to... He also wants us to record it while we're at it." I finished and and eerie silence fell over the room."You're joking..." He said, his voice filled with so much disbelief it made me chuckle."I wish I was." I replied, my tone dead serious. "But, yeah. That's what he told me. Now, we are under no compulsion to do it but if..." I trailed off, unable to finish it as I was getting embarrassed. Felix still had that bewildered expression on his face and I was seriously contemplating my life decisions when he cleared his throat and began speaking."Do you... Do you want to though?" Felix finally asked as he stared at me and I ran my hand through my hair, fighting for words."Let's just say it's a 50-50 kind of thing. Do I want to? Yes. But would I be much better not doing it? Also, yes." I answered and he nodded, gingerly rubbing his neck while I stood there an waited for his response.
Layla.I giggled at first, grinding my pussy against his cock and moaning as sensations coursed through me, but he held my waist, stopping me from going any further. "Why don't you sit on my face?" He suggested and I paused slightly, blinking rapidly at him."What did you say?" I asked, not sure if I heard him the first time."Come on, sit on my face. Let me make you feel good." He said, pushing me further up his face. I wanted to back down but when I saw the eagerness in his eyes, I immediately relented, going up his face and facing my pussy directly against his lips. This position made me feel particularly self conscious and I couldn't look at him. "I said sit on my face, Layla. Not hover on top of it." Felix groaned as he licked the tip of me, and I moaned, throwing my head back. "But... But I could suffocate you." I rushed out, my heart racing in my chest and my fingertips tingling."I don't really care if you did, Layla. Just sit on my face." He ordered and I let out a breath
Layla.After a short nap, Felix cleaned up and returned to his house before my parents came back from work while I saved the video and kept on with my normal duties, while wondering what Dante wanted to do with it. Dante came home while we were preparing dinner and after greeting my parents he came up to me, greeting me normally like he always did. From the look on his face however, I guess he could tell that I went ahead to have sex with Felix but I didn't know if that was going to be a good or bad thing.While my parents were distracted, he came behind me, lowering himself as he whispered to my ears. "Did you make the video?" He asked and I swallowed my heart skipping a beat. I kept my gaze forward as I replied him."Yes... I did." I muttered and I heard him click his tongue. He didn't say anything else but passed me a folded piece of paper and walked away. I watched him go before opening the paper and reading it.'Come to my room after dinner.' was all it said. I quickly scrunched
Layla. Dante must have seen the reaction as he cupped my pussy and more juices dripped from me. When I glanced at Felix, he had a surprised look on his face yet his eyes was darkened with lust. It was very obvious that he enjoyed seeing me like this. Gagged, bound and completely at their mercy."I didn't know you had this side to you Layla..." He murmured as his gaze raked over me, settling on the spot where Dante was stimulating my engorged and sensitive clit with his fingers. "This is rather amazing." He muttered, his voice suspiciously soft. I glanced at his trousers and saw the visible bulge. He was already getting turned on. This made my pussy throb even more and I felt my pussy flood with liquid heat.Pinching my clit to get my attention back to him, Dante got behind me while Felix walked in front of me, his gaze never leaving mine. Dante began caressing my breasts with one hand, while removing his trousers with the other and I forced air into my lungs, trying to stay calm. "I'
Layla.When I awoke in the morning, I was back in my bedroom, dressed and cleaned. I rubbed my heavy eyes open and squinted against the bright sunlight filtering in through the windows. I tried moving around but immediately stopped when I felt the dull throbbing coming from between my thighs. My entire body was sore and pleasantly so. Last night's memories washed over me and when I looked at my body, I could still see the visible marks it left behind. I couldn't such a thing had happened under my parents watch but I'll be damned if I said I hated any of it.Gingerly, I took a step out of the bed and trudged to the bathroom to have my bath. The house was quiet so it probably meant no one was around and I liked it that way. I don't think I would be able to look at my parents square in the face after what I did last night. I sluggishly brushed my teeth, had a quick shower and a change of clothes as well. Drying out most of my wet hair, I let the rest fall over my shoulders as I made my
Layla."Oh my God, that's amazing!" My mom squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. I just kept glaring at Dante, my heart pounding in my chest. What's amazing about his announcement. "Congratulations! When did this happen?"Dante cast me an uneasy look before turning his gaze back to my parents who were beaming at him. "Early this week. I was pretty stoked when I found out about it too.""I'm so glad to hear that son. It must be incredible news." My Dad added, his voice filled with excitement. Dante chuckled nervously, glancing down at his plate before looking at me. I hadn't blinked yet, still frozen on my seat as I tried to make sense of everything that was coming out from his lips."When will you be leaving then?" My mom asked and I felt my stomach twist into knots and I wanted to throw up. Dante tore his gaze away from me as he made to answer."A few days rom now. I'm expected to resume next month." He replied and I gasped, my stomach strangling itself. It couldn't believe it, he
Dante.For the next few days leading to my departure, neither of us spoke with each other. Layla's parents were surprised with this new behavior she put around me but there was little they could do rather than stand at a corner and watch us avoid each other like the plague. It was probably even weirder since we used to be really close in the past and I wouldn't lie, it hurt when she started to avoid me but there was barely anything I could do.I awkwardly explained to her parents that the reason why she was so mad was because I was leaving. Just like when we were younger and I left for college. They believed me. Really, what choice did they have? She was a mess back then too. Always crying and begging me to stay. It was normal for them to assume they now. Only the two of us knew the real truth and it hurt like a stab to the heart.So many times I'd try to talk to her but she would just straight up ignore me, pretending to be focusing on something else. But then, I also knew she cried
Layla.Dante's words to me broke me more than I could ever realize and I didn't even know when tears began to pour out of my eyes. The truth is, the past few days have been particularly hard for me but hearing him say those words caused the floodgates to break down and before I knew it, I was sobbing. I couldn't hide it anymore, I needed to tell him what I really felt. Keeping it in would just be the death of me. I sprang to my feet, running after him before he even entered into the house and flung myself at him, wrapping my hands around his neck.He turned around and caught me just in time, turning me to face him as he kissed me on my lips. Hunger and craving marked my kiss, as my lips devoured his. My arms encircled his neck, pulling my body flush against his, and I delved into his mouth with a desperate passion.Dante groaned but gave in anyway. My anger evaporated, desire almost suffocating me. His arms wrapped around my waist, and he assumed control of the kiss, sucking on my lip
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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