Page 108 of The Tides of Memory
The spacious room holds a California king-size bed in the center, sex furniture, and shelves full of toys to the right, while a small bar and large sectional are to the left.
Walking over to the couch, I peel my jacket off and throw it onto the coffee table before taking a seat. Bane and Luke follow my lead, sitting down on either side of me.
“Take off your clothes and start sucking us off.” My cock hardens under my slacks. Yes, I’m fucking angry, and yes, I want to hurt her, but the thought of doing so while watching my brother and friend fuck her has me hornier than a teenage boy at a wet T-shirt contest.
She slowly makes her way over to the sectional, stopping a few inches from the coffee table. I give her one thing—she is a good fucking actress. She couldn’t look more innocent right now. Even with her hair made up, thick black eyeliner, and bright red lipstick, she has an innocent schoolgirl feel about her. Her large blue eyes, her nervous smile, and the way she chews on her bottom lip all make her seem so shy and pure.
But I know better. I know what she’s capable of.
Her clothes are not particularly revealing, but she manages to make them look sexy. The knee-length emerald-green dress hugs her curves just right, accentuating her hips and breasts without exposing much skin. Her back heels are not very high, not that she needs heels at all. Her slender legs are in no need to be elongated.
She leans over and unclips the small straps on her shoes so she can slip them off first. Her eyes bounce all over the room but never fall on me. Something about that angers me. I want her to look at me; I want her to feel ashamed and uncomfortable.
“Look at me while you take off your dress,” I order, and to my surprise, she obeys without hesitation.
Steeling her spine, she stares deep into my eyes while slowly slipping the straps of her dress off her shoulders. Reaching back, she arches slightly to unzip the back of her dress. It falls to a puddle around her bare feet. She doesn’t wear a bra, only a pair of white lace panties. If my dick wasn’t already hard, it would be at full attention now.
Her tits are the perfect size. Maybe a B cup, firm and perky, with rosy nipples begging to be played with. Dipping her fingers into the side of her panties, she pushes them down her long, smooth legs, revealing a shaved pussy. By the time she straightens, I eagerly unzip my pants to free my cock.
I want her lips wrapped around my shaft so badly, but first, I want to watch.
“Start with Bane,” I tell her. “I want to see him fuck your face.”
She walks over to him slowly. Kneeling in front of him, she places her small hands on his knees like she’s waiting for further instructions. Bane takes out his already hard member. Lilly licks her lips, and the sight has pre-cum bead at the tip of my swollen cock.
“Come on, beautiful, open your mouth and relax your throat,” my brother beckons. He palms his dick, jerking himself off until Lilly finally leans forward to take his cock between her plump lips.
Bane grabs the sides of her head, pulling her down with a groan. Lilly gags but makes no move to get away. Her eyes are closed as my brother fills her mouth until her lips stretch over his thick shaft. He doesn’t give her long to adjust. Too overcome with lust, he starts fucking her face right away.
More gagging sounds and groans fill the space. Saliva drips from Lilly's chin onto my brother's slacks, but he doesn’t seem to care one bit. As a matter of fact, I think it turned him on more.
“Fuck, your throat feels so good,” he moans. “That’s right, take it. Take my cock.”
It doesn’t take him long before he shoots his load deep into her throat. He holds her head onto his cock while emptying himself inside her mouth.
He releases her, and she slumps over, gasping for air.
“Fuck, are you okay?” Bane asks with serious concern in his voice. His hands roam over her shoulders and arms like he’s checking her for injuries.
“She’s fine,” I say before she can answer. “Luke is next. Show him a good time before it’s my turn.”
Luke gives me a wary look. He doesn’t understand or like the way I talk to her. Of course, he also doesn’t know Lilly the way I do.
After she catches her breath, Lilly scoots over to Lucca, settling between his spread legs.
“Are you okay?” Luke asks again, looking deep into her eyes. Only when she nods and gives him one of her signature innocent smiles does he relax a little. “You know the safe word, right?”
“Yes,” she confirms.
Luke leans back, letting his hands rest on his thighs while Lilly leans forward, wrapping her small fingers around his cock. Sliding her hand up and down a few times, she jerks him off before taking him into her mouth.
He groans, burying his fingers into her thick blond hair. Unlike Bane, Luke doesn’t guide her. He lets her set the pace. Nevertheless, it doesn't take him long before he groans in pleasure, ready to lose it. Lilly can tell as well. She picks up her speed, her head bobbing up and down as she moans around his cock.
Lucca’s head falls back, his hands turn into fists, and he lets out one final groan as he comes down her throat.
“Fucking Christ, that was amazing,” Luke praises. Cradling her head between his large hands, he leans forward and kisses her forehead softly.
Lilly blinks, confusion heavy on her face.