Crew
Fuck, that tight little mouth. It felt so damn good wrapped around my cock. I’ve waited years for that. It’ll be even sweeter when I get to sink my cock in her tight little pussy. Fuck, she’s a goddess, but I can’t tell her that just yet. As the sun peeks out above the high treetops, I get a good look at her. It’s been years since I’ve laid eyes on her, and she’s still as stunning as ever. She’s got curves in all the right places. Those perky little tits are begging to have my mouth on them again. The urge to kiss and suck her pretty pink nipples has my cock as hard as a fucking rock. A body made to sin, that’s what she’s got. To hell with what we were told growing up. Growing up together doesn’t change a damn thing.
Dahlia is a blessing, and I’m more than willing to get down on my knees and worship at her altar. I’ve always had these internal demons that have messed with my head, but ever since we were kids, anytime she was near, they’d instantly quiet. She’s the balm that soothes my soul; she just doesn’t know it.
Vale and I both had feelings for her growing up, but we never told her and never acted on our instincts. Vale’s never even fucked anyone. He’s only let bitches suck his cock. I guess he was waiting to get his Little Lemon back. He’s twenty-four fucking years old. I don’t know how the hell he’s waited so long. Maybe there’s more to the story as to why he hasn’t fucked. But I’ll let him keep his secrets. After all, he has his secrets, and I have mine. But me, on the other hand, well, I guess I never thought we’d get her back. I’ve fucked girls, plenty of them but none of them meant anything to me. They were just a means to an end. A way to satisfy this insatiable craving. What can I say? I’m a horny bastard. I should have waited for her like he did but it’s too late, and I can’t change the past, so I won’t live with regrets. I’ll do whatever it takes to give Dahlia whatever she needs though. That’s a promise that I’ll take to my grave.
“We’re going to fuck you now, Little Lemon,” Vale says.
“But first, we’re going to take off the zip ties. If you run, we will catch you and you’ll get that ass spanked so hard that you won’t be able to sit for days,” he says.
He wants to feel all of her body rubbing up against his, and I get that. Grabbing my knife, I open it with a quick flick of my wrist, and I don’t miss her slight flinch. I’d never hurt her, but she doesn’t need to know that. Sex with me is always rough, but I’ll still treat her like the queen she is.
“Turn around, baby girl,” I tell her, and she does so without question, but her body is trembling.
“Good girl, you’re so beautiful when you’re a fucking dirty, sloppy mess for us,” I whisper in her ear, and she shivers from my breath ghosting against her neck. It looks like someone has a praise kink which is going to make this even more fun by showing her who owns her.
I make quick work of removing the bindings. Once finished, I gently turn her back around. She looks up at me, and it’s like I can see the sun, the moon, and the stars in her eyes. Leaning forward, I press my lips to hers. She’s hesitant at first. Slowly trailing my tongue across the seam of her lips, she opens for me. Yeah, she tastes like sin, and I won’t mind repenting after all of this. Gliding my tongue around hers, tasting every single part of her, I groan and deepen the kiss, sucking and biting her bottom lip. She moans, and it has my already hard cock leaking pre-cum. Slowly, I pull away, and she looks up, giving me a shy smile. I haven't seen one of those since we were kids.
“Come here, Little Lemon,” Vale says, reaching for her hand, she goes willingly.
“Lay that sexy little body down on the ground for me,” he says with hooded eyes.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Vale? We’re like family; we grew up together.” she finally speaks frantically with a tremble in her voice. It’s easy to see that she’s nervous. But the flush that covers her chest says otherwise. She wants this, she just doesn’t want to admit it.
“You’re ours, Dahlia. You’ve always been ours. Growing up together or not doesn’t change a damn thing. Now lay that sweet ass down on the ground before I make you.”
With no other words spoken between the two, she lowers herself to the ground.
“Spread those pretty little thighs so we can see what’s ours,” Vale says, his eyes sparkling in mischief.
Very slowly, she opens her legs, the evidence of her orgasm making her pussy glisten. As my eyes trail down her thighs, I notice small silver scars. That can’t be! What the fuck. Vale hasn’t noticed yet, but we’ll be having a conversation about those scars later. Vale makes quick work removing his pants and boxers completely. He lowers himself over her body, looking at her with pure adoration and lust in his eyes. And I’m sure if I could see my face, I’d have the same look. Vale trails kisses along her jawbone to the pulse point of her neck, sucking hard. Looks like he’s marking our girl and she’s not complaining one bit. She’s making these sexy deep throaty moans that have so much pre-cum dripping from my tip. Laying down next to them, I suck one of her pebbled nipples into my mouth, rolling the other between my thumb and forefinger. Another husky moan leaves her throat, and damn, she sounds hot as fuck. She might have pretended like she didn’t want this, but she sure as fuck does now. Vale notches himself at her entrance, and suddenly she speaks,
“Vale, I’ve only ever...” and she stops, shaking her head. In one brutal move, he thrusts into her. Dahlia cries out in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Fuck, your pussy is so tight, Little Lemon. You’re gripping my cock like a vice. I need to move,” he grits out. I can see the sweat already beading along his brow. His arms are shaking as he tries to hold himself up.
“Vale, please. It hurts so bad,” she cries. Tears trail down her pale cheeks, her chest heaving. Her breaths are coming in short and choppy.
Kissing her sweet lips and tasting her salty tears has me ready to cum but I want to take her mind off the pain, even if for a moment. I know he’s got a huge dick, and so do I. Vale increases his pace, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder. I continue my ministrations on her tits. Sucking, flicking, and licking her pale pink nipples. There’s no way that I’ll ever get enough of these. Keeping up the sucking because she seems to like it, my other hand lowers down to her clit, rubbing tight little circles around her bundle of nerves. She moans, arching her back. Her hands wrap around Vale’s back, nails digging into his skin.
“You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. Soak my cock with your cum baby. Your needy pussy needs to soak my cock right the fuck now,” he groans.
Dahlia rakes her nails down his back, piercing the skin, and rivulets of blood begin to drip off his sweaty body. Increasing my speed on her little nub in time to Vale’s thrusts, her body tenses, and the next thing we know, she’s screaming out her orgasm.
“This pussy is about to get filled with all of my cum, and you’re going to take it like a good fucking girl,” his thrusts increase at a brutal pace, and then his body tenses.
One thrust, two, three thrusts, and then he’s growling so loud. All the animals in the woods can probably hear him. Slowly he pulls out, his cock coated with the proof of their orgasms and blood. Blood! What the fuck? And then Vale notices.
“Dahlia, why the fuck is there blood on my cock?” he sounds pissed off.
“I…I…I tried to tell you before. I had only had sex once, Vale. Saving myself sounded like a good idea, but that didn’t happen. I’ve only ever had sex once, and that was when I was a lot younger,” she says. But from the look in her eyes, I can tell that there’s more to the story.
He abruptly stands up, tugging at his dark strands. It looks like he’s about to rip his hair out.
“Dahlia, I never would have been that rough with you if I knew. We wouldn’t have taken you this way. I love you, my perfect Little Lemon,” his eyes glisten with unshed tears.
“It’s okay Vale. I have always wanted both of you to take it,” she says as she stands slowly, wrapping her arms around his waist.