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Lily's heart pounded as Ethan led her into the dimly lit bedroom, the air thick with anticipation. Their best friend bond had evolved into something fiercer, a lovers' fire that now burned hot enough to draw in Blake, the rugged neighbor who'd caught them stealing glances over the fence. Tonight, they were crossing lines, inviting him to join and claim her in ways that made her thighs clench.
Ethan's strong hands gripped her wrists first, pulling her arms behind her back. 'On your knees, Lily,' he commanded, his voice low and unyielding. She dropped without hesitation, her knees hitting the soft carpet, eyes flicking up to meet his intense gaze. Blake stood nearby, stripping off his shirt to reveal a chiseled chest dusted with dark hair, his jeans already tented with arousal.
From the nightstand, Ethan grabbed the coil of rough hemp rope, its fibers scratching lightly against her skin as he looped it around her wrists, binding them tight. The knots bit in just enough to remind her of her place—submissive, exposed, theirs to use. He tugged the rope upward, securing it to the headboard post, forcing her upper body to arch forward on all fours, ass presented like an offering.
Blake stepped closer, unzipping his jeans and freeing his thick cock, already hard and veined, the head glistening with pre-cum. 'Open wide,' he growled, fisting the base as he positioned himself in front of her face. Lily's mouth watered, her lips parting eagerly. He didn't wait, thrusting forward to shove his length past her teeth, straight to the back of her throat.
She gagged at the sudden invasion, saliva pooling as he gripped her hair, pulling her head down further. 'Take it all, slut,' Blake rasped, his hips bucking to force every inch down her gullet. Her throat convulsed around him, muscles squeezing his shaft in wet, rhythmic pulses. Tears pricked her eyes, but the burn only fueled her submission, her pussy dripping onto the carpet below.
Ethan watched for a moment, stroking his own erection through his pants before shedding them. He knelt behind her, spreading her ass cheeks wide with rough palms. 'Look at this tight hole,' he murmured, spitting directly onto her puckered entrance. His fingers probed, one then two, stretching her without mercy, twisting to prepare her for what was coming.
Lily moaned around Blake's cock, the vibration making him groan and fuck her face harder, his balls slapping against her chin with each deep plunge. Ethan aligned his cock at her ass, the blunt head pressing insistently. 'Relax for me,' he ordered, though his thrust was anything but gentle. He drove in deep, the ring of muscle yielding with a sharp sting that had her body jerking.
Pain bloomed into pleasure as Ethan bottomed out, his hips slamming against her cheeks in a brutal rhythm. Each pound stretched her wider, his cock pistoning into her ass with relentless force. Blake matched the pace, yanking her head to meet his thrusts, her throat raw and full, drool spilling down her chin onto her heaving breasts.
The room filled with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh—wet slurps from her mouth, the sharp smacks of Ethan's body against hers, their grunts mingling with her muffled whimpers. Lily surrendered completely, lost in the dual assault, her body a vessel for their dominance. This was just the beginning; the ropes held her firm, promising nights of endless use, a group bound by raw need and unyielding control.
Ethan's strong hands gripped her wrists first, pulling her arms behind her back. 'On your knees, Lily,' he commanded, his voice low and unyielding. She dropped without hesitation, her knees hitting the soft carpet, eyes flicking up to meet his intense gaze. Blake stood nearby, stripping off his shirt to reveal a chiseled chest dusted with dark hair, his jeans already tented with arousal.
From the nightstand, Ethan grabbed the coil of rough hemp rope, its fibers scratching lightly against her skin as he looped it around her wrists, binding them tight. The knots bit in just enough to remind her of her place—submissive, exposed, theirs to use. He tugged the rope upward, securing it to the headboard post, forcing her upper body to arch forward on all fours, ass presented like an offering.
Blake stepped closer, unzipping his jeans and freeing his thick cock, already hard and veined, the head glistening with pre-cum. 'Open wide,' he growled, fisting the base as he positioned himself in front of her face. Lily's mouth watered, her lips parting eagerly. He didn't wait, thrusting forward to shove his length past her teeth, straight to the back of her throat.
She gagged at the sudden invasion, saliva pooling as he gripped her hair, pulling her head down further. 'Take it all, slut,' Blake rasped, his hips bucking to force every inch down her gullet. Her throat convulsed around him, muscles squeezing his shaft in wet, rhythmic pulses. Tears pricked her eyes, but the burn only fueled her submission, her pussy dripping onto the carpet below.
Ethan watched for a moment, stroking his own erection through his pants before shedding them. He knelt behind her, spreading her ass cheeks wide with rough palms. 'Look at this tight hole,' he murmured, spitting directly onto her puckered entrance. His fingers probed, one then two, stretching her without mercy, twisting to prepare her for what was coming.
Lily moaned around Blake's cock, the vibration making him groan and fuck her face harder, his balls slapping against her chin with each deep plunge. Ethan aligned his cock at her ass, the blunt head pressing insistently. 'Relax for me,' he ordered, though his thrust was anything but gentle. He drove in deep, the ring of muscle yielding with a sharp sting that had her body jerking.
Pain bloomed into pleasure as Ethan bottomed out, his hips slamming against her cheeks in a brutal rhythm. Each pound stretched her wider, his cock pistoning into her ass with relentless force. Blake matched the pace, yanking her head to meet his thrusts, her throat raw and full, drool spilling down her chin onto her heaving breasts.
The room filled with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh—wet slurps from her mouth, the sharp smacks of Ethan's body against hers, their grunts mingling with her muffled whimpers. Lily surrendered completely, lost in the dual assault, her body a vessel for their dominance. This was just the beginning; the ropes held her firm, promising nights of endless use, a group bound by raw need and unyielding control.
