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'Come on, all the times your lame ass spends dancing around in the kitchen will finally pay off!'
I thought to myself just after I wildly made the decision to go check out a new club near the outskirts of LA.
I'd been up in one of the less crowded observatory's for my college Astronomy class, spending hours gazing up into the sky, my obsession with the unknown universe growing all the time.
I usually showed up a couple hours before sunset, and the view of the vast city of Los Angeles below is absolutely unbeatable.
Picking up the habit of staring at the city before it gets dark, I noticed the construction of the Club on the outskirts of the city, not far from the Observatory itself.
I learned that it was a late-night club from my obsession with space as well, it turns out the inside of this club has a special dance floor that can change the entire scenery to different portrayals of deep space.
'Of course that's the reason you're going to this club. Nerd.'
I chastised myself and smiled, grinning larger at the thought of dancing in a place where I would be surrounded by galaxies on the floors and walls.
'Maybe I'll even wear those boots...'
I grinned almost madly, blushing at the thought and rushing to properly put away parts of the telescope I was working with.
I wanted to get back home and change into the outfit I was putting together in my head.
'Time to prove that nerds can be hot too.'
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Surprisingly, I was able to make it into the club pretty quick. '-
The line outside wasn't long, although for a Thursday night it was more packed than I expected it to be. 'More nerds in this part of town than I thought?'
I thought silently to myself.
Approaching the bouncer wasn't intimidating, she was a butch-type girl with short bright red hair and plenty of tattoos, but she smirked when she saw me at the door and let me pass without hesitation
Walking into this club, the noise that escaped me was breathless, almost a whimper.
My heart beat picked up rhythm and synced with the amazing music, but what hypnotized me was the walls and dance floors.
They were covered with a beautiful show of a massive galaxy; brilliant colors flooding between bursts of bright stars, and huge suns shining in the distance of the screens.
Nearly stumbling in the tall heels, stretching up to my calves, shiny , black and sleek, they reflected the bright stars. I giggled in excitement, tossed my hair over my shoulder, straightened my back and proudly strode to the middle of the dance floor. It was time to show off that this little nerd knew how to dance.
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'Damn this outfit was perfect for this club.'
A barely-knee-length dress: purples, blues, reds, and black clusters of colors scattered together in true Nebula and Super-Nova patterns
Small, bright-white clusters sprinkled between the cloud-like patterns to represent stars in deep space.
Cliché? Perhaps, but the theme of the club is space, and damned if I don't love outfit theme coordination.
'Right, because you wore this dress just because of the theme.'
I smirked to myself, rolling my hips and bending my legs to show off just how beautifully this dress flowed with the wave of my curves and kept just enough "modesty" for one's imagination to run in absolutely devious directions. Though all "modesty" really went out the window if I took a spin fast and the skirt flew up in graceful, teasing twirls.
The shiny, faux-latex black boots I'd chosen for my club debut came all the way up to my calves; the material was tight, and the laces were crossed at least 25 times from smooth, sleek round tips up to just above my knee.
These helped give off the impression of someone powerful, which made me feel even more devilish, more bratty, more bold and daring.
I lost track of how long I had been in the club. The imagery really had a hypnotic way of pulling me into an entirely different world, and the music positively lifted me right out of my skin.
There wasn't a large crowd of people, just a moderate bunch scattered around, which made it all the more easy to get lost in my own little world.
The DJ kept spinning and the music kept going, so I didn't have a care in the world about how long I had been in my trance, dancing, feeling myself come alive.
I did catch on to two figures sitting near the bar of the club who had started to notice my dance moves about 4 songs back.
They stood (or should I say, sat?) apart from the crowd pretty clearly; they almost did not seem like the club-crawling type.
The taller one had curlier brown hair, broad shoulders, not quite the "body-building" intimidating type, more of a "gentle-giant" with a strong jaw, large hands, and eyes that I couldn't quite catch to meet mine, but every time I tried, he looked across the table at his friend and smiled.
His friend, across the table, had smoother, shiny black hair, broad shoulders; strong, defined muscles just asking for his shirt to barely fit.
His facial hair was also dark, but in a clean-cut, scruff, "approachable lumberjack" type of style. His eyes were a little easier to catch, when the taller friend tried to meet his eyes, his eyes would drop from mine, boldly sweep down my dress, and dart back up to look across the table at his friend.
As much as they caught glances at me, I could tell they were a little shy, because I had been dancing here for fuck knows how long, and I had not been approached by any of the club strangers, not even my two new adoring "fans.".
In a burst of confidence, I strolled over to the counter and ordered a water, slipping them a scribbled note on a bar napkin as I threw back my drink and winked at the bartender.
'No need to be shy ;)'
I remember giggling to myself on my way back to the dance floor and locking eyes with both of them, one after the other.
After doing a full-body roll that started with a hair flip and traveled all the way from my shoulders to my hips, I caught the slight movement of the shorter figure adjusting his very obvious tight dark red leather pants.
I smirked to myself, and the DJ started playing a bassy song called "Bite" by Troye Sevian.
I turned my back to the direction of the figures and started swiveling my hips to the beat of the song, loving the way the boots made it easier to tantalize anyone who was watching.
Suddenly there were hands gently hovering over my hips, moving along with the swaying movement to the song, almost silently asking permission, but barely able to keep to themselves.
I straightened my posture, standing up tall and pushing my hips into their large palms, their hands strong and steady on my body, taking that as me saying "yes."
I resumed my hip rolling, experimentally grinding back onto their body and earning a wanton groan of frustration.
I gasped, barely audible over the constant bass drops of the song still playing, because I could feel a promising bulge through the faux leather material.
I ran my hands through my hair to move it up off of my neck for a second because I could feel a rush of heat travel up my entire body, and as soon as my neck was exposed, a hot pair of soft lips were pressing right behind my ear.
I exhaled a moan loud enough only for the person behind me to hear, and I could tell they heard, because I felt their mouth turn up in a slight grin.
The lips leaned closer and nibbled near the bottom of my ear and finally spoke.
"I hope your little note back there wasn't a game."
His voice was deep and smoother than anything I had ever felt, like honey was being drizzled all over my skin.
Despite the weakness in my knees, I managed to turn my body around to face my handsome stranger.
From what I could see, he had a muscled body underneath a tight purple v-neck and just about my height with these heels I had on.
I could sort of tell he had golden skin and a twinkle in his big brown eyes that held promise of the things to come from tonight .
Finding my voice again, I decided to see where I could take this.
"Oh it wasn't a game, but if it was, I'd let you play with me."
I daringly tilted my head and tried to egg him on, and as soon as the words were out of my mouth, his hands on my hips pulled me even closer than before and tightened their grip.
He tilted his head and let his eyes wander over what felt like every inch of me they could see, and lingered at the places he wanted to see more of.
His gaze practically burned through the material of my dress, and I felt the strong urge to remove the suddenly constricting article of clothing.
When he locked eyes with me again, I could see the sparkle there had turned into a mischievous hunger. He grinned and leaned his head next to my ear again.
"Like to be played with do you?"
He growled a low sound at the back of his throat, a noise that caused a warm shiver to snake up my spine.
"Y-yes."
I breathed the word into his ear, my split second of stuttering clearly turning him on as he chuckled darkly and pulled me closer by my ass to grind on the front of his leather pants. I gasped at the same time that he grunted softly, because the friction between us was heating up and teetering on the edge of 'just not enough.'
The DJ seemed to sense the change in atmosphere to the dance floor, and started playing an even more bassy song. I recognized it as "Flesh" by Simon Curtis and immediately felt my body pulse in excitement. I daringly dragged my hands up the back of his shirt, and ran my nails through his hair, loving his reaction of a content and heated sigh.
I smirked to myself for a moment, before a small whimper escaped my lips. I felt another pair of strong hands sliding down my sides to my hips and teasing at going farther down my thighs past the hem of the dress.
The man in leather pants seemed to lock eyes with the person now pressing up behind me, and smiled expectantly.
"Didn't think you'd get away with teasing only now Mark did you?"
A voice coming from behind me seemed to seep into my bones and caused my body temperature to rise. I automatically arched my spine and pressed my ass back into another promising bulge, through jeans this time instead of leather.
Not trusting my voice enough to speak, I daringly leaned my head back onto his broad shoulder and stared up into his large blue eyes. I bit my lip and shrugged as a response, which earned Mark's hands sliding down and squeezing my ass hard while the other man ran his large hands up to my chest and briefly fondled my breasts. This happened perfectly in time with when the song lyrics said
"Push up to my body, sink your teeth into my flesh..."
I moaned a little too loudly at a "quiet" part of the song after that, and Mark made some disapproving clucks of his tongue.
"Tyler, Tyler, Tyler..." He watched my face as he pinched the sides of my ass, causing me to whine. "Don't you want a more private viewing of this show?"
He released me with one hand and gestured to my body up and down.
His tone somehow dropped even lower with his next answer
"She said she'd like to be played with."
Tyler, the taller one who was teasing his hot fingers up the inner parts of my thighs, chuckled a low sound and nibbled the shell of my ear, earning another whimper from me.
"Absolutely."
The space now shared between Mark, myself, and Tyler could have easily become the hottest place on the dance floor, at least that's how it felt with their hands wandering and teasing all over the places where the dress exposed my skin.
By the time the songs final bass drops were fading out, I was panting against Tyler and Mark, and dared locking eyes with Mark.
He was gasping softly for air and his pupils had grown wide with lust.
I could feel Tyler's chest moving up and down against my back, his muscles feeling hard and impressive.
Despite my brain melting since I was pressed up between two hot, sweaty, muscled men, I somehow managed to find my voice again. I leaned forward to Mark's ear, kissing just below the lobe while at the same time arching my spine to press my ass firmly back against Tyler's bulge, which he quickly sucked in air through his teeth in response.
"I think we should move this 'show' to our own little space."
(I will not apologize for that pun, FIGHT ME.)
((It's been 4 years and I will not be removing that Pun, thanks y'all))
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In a blur of half-stumbling off the dance floor, Tyler and Mark practically ran to pay their tab at the bar, and then returned to my side to walk to the exit of the club.
I couldn't stop grinning in excitement for what the rest of my night had in store, both men were still gasping to catch their breath and had to adjust their pants a few times on the way to the door.
There weren't anymore people waiting outside the club, so the bouncer got a good look at the three of us and our flushed-red faces, and smirked with a knowing look.
Mark was having more trouble than Tyler as far as keeping his hands from stripping me out of my dress right there on the street, but Tyler insisted Mark would have to wait and that they lived a decent walking distance from the club.
I cheekily smirked and swayed my hips more than necessary as I waltzed in front of them both, feeling the hot gaze of Mark and Tyler's eyes glued to my ass. I felt powerful, knowing I had this effect on such seemingly dominant-type men.
But they only let me have that power for a few moments longer, and suddenly I was being picked up at the waist and thrown over the broad shoulder of Tyler.
Mark was right behind him, smiling up at my flustered expression.
"You've done it now baby girl."
Mark's voice was thick with promise and I half-moaned at his choice of pet-name for the moment.
As if on cue to prove Mark's point, Tyler walked up the polished wooden steps to a beautiful house overlooking the hills of LA and as soon as he was through the door frame, a loud spank landed hard across my ass.
I cried out in surprise and felt a pulse of heat from my core that made my panties slick.
Mark watched my expression the whole time and smirked, obviously pleased with my response. Mark quickly shut and locked the door and came around to be face to face with Tyler.
"I think she's into the things we're hoping for." He half-whispered in a gravelly tone.
Tyler wrapped one strong arm securely around my waist, keeping me still on his shoulder. His free hand slowly slid up between my legs, causing goose bumps to rise where his warm fingers trailed past the bottom of my dress and-
"Mmf!"
A noise of pleasure slipped out of my throat when his strong fingers started teasing over where my core was making my panties slick. Little gasps of pleasure escaped my mouth as he teased harder over my panties and then it was over too quickly as he drew back his hand. I mewed in protest, trying and failing to squirm in his grip. He held it up in the light, almost as if showing off a prize to Mark, his fingers shining from my excitement.
"I think this confirms our hopes."
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Mark and Tyler seemed to share a brief moment of eye contact before Tyler was asking him to please remove his and Mark's shoes.
Once that was done, the lights were turned off and Tyler was carrying me up the stairs to the second floor. I began squirming again, the arousal between my legs making it increasingly harder to keep still. Mark grinned at me, loving the impatience that I showed on my face. I blushed at realizing how needy I probably looked and sounded, but I also didn't care because it seemed to turn them both on even more.
Tyler reached a door that lead to a bedroom with blue walls and a large bed with a dark-gray oversized comforter on top.
'Good, maybe if we leave stains they won't show.'
Tyler gently gripped my sides with both hands and lifted me, as if I weighed nothing, onto the edge of the bed. I brushed my hair out of my eyes and as soon as I was sitting comfortably Tyler's mouth was pressing against mine in a gentle question.
I fluttered my eyes closed instantly. His lips were soft and warm, but I could also tell he was barely keeping it together. He pulled back after a moment, his eyes searching mine for a response.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, a silent way of giving permission. He must have caught on, because he wickedly grinned before kissing me again, this time with more intensity and heat. I felt warm hands teasing slowly up my thighs again and instinctly spread my legs little by little until his fingers were once again rubbing over the hot fabric of my panties.
I shuddered and tried to press forward into his hand, needy for the friction.
"O-ohh god please. P-please touch me." I gasped between hotly biting and worrying at Tyler's bottom lip.
"Goddamn, you beg so nicely.."
Tyler grunted softly and obliged. He applied more pressure, rubbing circles over my clit through the panties with his thumb, while two fingers teased at my entrance, becoming more hot and wet by the second.
I opened my eyes and reluctantly broke the hot make out session to pull Tyler's head closer to me, clinging to him and whimpering soft pleads into his ear. From his new angle he teasingly bit and sucked at the junction of my neck and shoulder.
I gasped and looked in Mark's direction and saw the lust-hungry look in his deep brown eyes. He had stripped off the v-neck and leather pants, standing now in just red boxers with black trim. I was correct, he had golden smooth skin that was bulked into perfect curves of muscle and a badass looking scar in the middle of his abs. One of his hands was running through his hair, trying to keep it out of his eyes to be able to take in the entire scene before him. The other hand was squeezing the bulge clearly visible through his boxers, causing him to moan softly at his own applied pressure.
I bit my lip at the sight of Mark's arousal through his boxers, and gasped when I felt Tyler suck hard at a section of my neck and released my skin with a loud pop, the area going to obviously be marked.
'Good.' I thought wickedly to myself.
My mind was quickly thrown off that thought as suddenly Tyler's fingers became impatient and slid my panties to the side to start pushing into my entrance.
I whimpered loudly and dug my nails into his back through his shirt, earning another grunt from Tyler.
The sight caused Mark to half-growl in what sounded like jealousy, and tug impatiently at his member through his boxers.
"Fuuck."
I drew out the word longer than normal as Tyler gently fit two fingers into me and was teasing them in and out agonizingly slow. I tangled one of my hands into his curly brown hair and with the other hand I reached out to beckon Mark to come closer. Mark obliged, walking up behind Tyler and gently cupping my cheek in his large warm hands.
"You're so beautiful like this, y'know that?"
His voice was almost a gasp in a deep tone, and I slid my hand down his abs to the hem of his underwear, lingering for a few seconds just to tease and then sliding it down to rub his dick over the thin red material. Mark hissed through his teeth and pressed into my hand, openly needing more than just this friction.
Trying to concentrate with Tyler still greedily suckling at my neck and leaving what felt like dozens of hickies over the skin was incredibly difficult. I stroked Mark's cock up and down a few more times over the material in rhythm to Tyler's fingers between my legs and gave it another squeeze. I nibbled at Tyler's shoulder to get his attention.
"I think we've got too many clothes on Tyler..." I practically purred into his ear. He released his teeth from my collar bone and leaned back to look at what his work had done to me so far, keeping his fingers inside me, causing me to whimper under my breath.
Pleased with my reactions, he slipped his fingers out for now and brought his hand up to his mouth, sucking them clean and smiling in approval of the taste.
"Jesus Tyler, way to leave me any space to mark her up..." Mark pouted in a growl.
Tyler smirked around his fingers and popped them out of his mouth before standing up and leaning down to whisper something into Mark's ear. Mark's eyes grew even wider and an almost evil-looking grin spread over his face.
"W-what did he-"
"Ah ah, that's for us to know, and for you to find out." Tyler began pulling his shirt up over his head and tossed it to the floor, revealing a chest and arms that appeared to be scuplted like the Ancient Greek statues of the gods.
He unbuttoned his jeans and could have ripped off the fly based on how his muscles flexed, slowly dragging the ivory material down his toned pale legs, leaving the clothing a crumpled heap on the floor that he stepped out of. Tyler now stood proudly in black boxers with yellow trim and the yellow Batman symbol bulging over where his dick was in the material. Any other time, I would compliment the garment choice, but right now I was more concerned with the prizes underneath the cloth.
Mark and Tyler stood before me in boxers that left absolutely nothing to the imagination, slightly panting in arousal, and both giving me expectant looks that a feral beast might give to it's soon to be prey.
"Your turn darlin'."
I realized that I was the last one to still be wearing everything that I had on since the club. I blushed a soft pink in my cheeks and stood up shakily from the bed. I wobbled only for a moment of readjusting to standing in my heels and slowly turned my back to the boys.
I arched my lower back and bent forward from the waist just a little.
Mark seemed to catch on, stepping forward and unzipping the back of my dress all the way down to the curve of my back.
He ghosted his fingers over my soft skin, causing the hairs on my neck to stand up. When his fingertips had made there way to where the zipper ended, he slid them between the dress and my skin, giving my ass several squeezes that caused me to moan softly.
I felt another pair of hands, Tyler's, tugging the top part of my dress down my shoulders. I had to straighten my posture to slide the dress off properly, which meant Mark had to move his hands from their position of kneading my ass greedily.
"Easy Mark... Let's get what dress off first yeah?" Tyler remarked, his voice a soft rumble.
Mark seemed to grunt briefly as a reply.
I slid the tight dress off my body slowly, bending all the way over to finish pushing it off my legs, hearing two loud gasps behind me. I smirked, hoping it was because they'd gotten a view of my black panties with pink lace on the edges, tight enough to look like they were painted onto my skin.
I stood up and adjusted the matching black bra with hot pink flowers on each cup.
I turned slowly to face the boys again and was greeted with Tyler much closer than before, large hands coming up to cup my jaw on both sides and kiss me hungrily.
Mark walked around behind me and pulled my hips right against his, grinding his rock hard erection on my ass, the only separation being the thin material of his boxers and my panties.
I moaned hotly into Tyler's mouth and he ran one large hand through my hair, tugging in just the right places. I whimpered and sucked on his tongue in approval.
"Goddamn." Was sighed into my mouth as a reply and Tyler tugged on my hair harder.
Mark kept one of his hands in a grip on my hip while the other trailed up my body to the clip of the bra. He hooked two fingers under the clip and pushed the sides apart, an expert sounding *SNAP* and I was sighing loudly in relief of the release of pressure off my breasts.
Tyler broke the kiss and gazed down at me with hooded eyes.
"Feel better?" They both asked in unison.
I blushed for a moment and nodded.
"Good," I could hear the smirk in Mark's voice, "because that was only getting in the way."
As if to prove his point, Tyler stepped back for a moment and stared at my chest with admiration. He knelt after a moment, reaching his hands up and massaged my breasts, causing me to gasp and moan at the same time. Leaning forward, Tyler sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth, making me cry out and run my fingers through his soft hair, tugging and urging him on.
Mark had climbed onto the mattress next to us, sitting up on his knees he reached carefully for my head and turned my jaw so I was facing him. He kissed me in a sense that he was a drowning man and I was the oxygen. Mark sucked and nibbled at my bottom lip, making me sigh out his name.
"Maaark..." He smiled against my mouth. Tyler popped my nipple out of his mouth and trailed soft kisses over to the other one. He bit it gently and I whined at the sensation, raking my nails down his neck and upper back.
"F-fuck Tylerrr.." I moaned between kissing Mark hotly.
He licked where he had bitten as if to nurse a wound, and then sucked on the nipple hard like it was his favorite candy in the world.
I began panting and blushing hot pink in my cheeks.
Mark tugged my hair in a signal to break the kiss and look into my eyes with his intense lustful stare.
"Lay back on the bed baby."
Mark half-growled between panting.
Tyler sucked one more time before releasing my nipple with a wet *pop* and stood in front of me, squeezing over the bulged Batman logo of his underwear to relieve some of the pressure building.
Mark moved from his kneeling position on the bed to standing next to Tyler and I.
I stood awkwardly for a moment, realizing I'd left my tall laced black boots on.
"S-should I- "
"No." They said at the same time, as if reading my mind.
"I don't mind them at all." Mark smirked, giving me a gentle push that caused me to land softly on my back on the comforter.
Mark and Tyler stared down at me as if I was something delicious to eat.
"And now, I get my turn to mark you up." Mark said in his gravelly tone.
"W-what do you- "
"Shhhh..." Mark was already gently pushing my knees apart, guiding them to bend and spread my legs for him. "Just let me show you, princess."
I shivered at the pet name as it sent a pulse of heat between my legs.
Mark scooted so he was on laying on his belly between my legs and leaned his face up to place a feather-light kiss over the center of my panties.
He then proceeded to drag his tongue over each of my hipbones and stopped at one to start sucking hard at the skin. I groaned loudly and tangled my fingers into his dark brown hair.
He left three different deep red hickeys around one hip, and dragged his tongue where the skin just barely uncovered by my panties over to the other side, and repeated the process.
Only this time, he sucked even harder and these hickeys turned out purple.
I shamelessly was letting all kinds of small sounds slip and was softly panting at how hot this entire event had been so far.
"God the little noises you make..." Tyler groaned out still standing next to us. Seemingly not wanting to be contained anymore, Tyler pulled out his impressive erection and started jerking himself slowly, his fingers wrapped perfectly around his girth, watching Mark leave bruises with his mouth all over me. I gasped loudly at the size, which made Tyler grin with pride.
Mark seemed to notice and bit down on the fleshy part of my thigh to get my attention back, causing me to cry out in a high pitch. Not yet satisfied with the reaction, Mark applied more pressure to the bite, breaking the skin lightly, that caused me to pull his hair hard.
"F-fuck yesss." I said in an almost scream.
Mark sucked at the wound he'd created, lapping at the tiny droplets of blood as they appeared from where his teeth were and soothingly kissed it several times before moving on to another area of skin. He left small hickeys up and down the other parts of my thigh, the darkest being the very first. Each time he started a new one I was in suspense of when he'd bite me really hard again. He finally did when he'd marked up the other thigh with some little hickeys first, then sucked a deep purple one that was sure to leave teeth marks.
"N-now I see what you meant."
I shyly giggled breathlessly, running my fingers over the indents left by Mark's teeth on my thighs.
He smirked, and proceeded to go back to each hickey, kitten-licking them and then letting his warm lips linger on each for a few moments. I sighed softly and relaxed, not realizing just how much his intense bites had made me arch my back.
"Mmm..." I gently ran my fingers through his hair, hearing him make soft-like purrs against my thighs, his scruff rubbing against my skin in all the right ways.
But just as he was soothing the last hickey, he reached with one hand to the top of my panties and pulled them down my legs, over my boots, and tossed them on top of my dress on the floor.
I felt my cheeks burn hot at finally being exposed, my legs twitching instinctively to close or hide myself.
But Mark's strong hands held my knees where they were, even spread them a little more. His eyes gazed down at my exposed sex, pupils dilated with lust and he let out a low groan.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful." He breathed as he lifted my thighs onto his shoulders and gingerly slid his tongue through my folds, slowly up to my clit.
Mark paused there and suckled at the pink pearl, groaning against my skin and lighting up the sensitive bundle of nerves.
I whined loudly and arched my back up off the bed, tugging at his hair, the heels of my boots digging into his back just slightly. He swirled his tongue around a few more times before moving it up and down again, my juices coating his lips and tongue.
"How does she taste?" Tyler half-moaned from where he was still standing, still stroking his impressive cock and watching us on the bed.
"Fuckin' amazing." Mark groaned, his mouth against my entrance, the vibration sensation causing me to whimper. He pulled his head up and looked me intensely in the eyes, sending pulses of heat from my chest to my core.
"God, you taste wonderful." He gasped, smiling.
Tyler down leaned over the bed, his face close to Mark's.
"I wanna taste." Tyler pressed his lips to Mark's and they both moaned into each other's mouths, tongues dancing and swirling the flavor around.
Tyler was still jerking himself while kissing Mark, his dick leaking even more pre-cum. The scene caused me to whine and reach toward between my legs for stimulation. But a strong hand quickly held onto my wrist just before I could reach my sex. Mark broke the kiss with Tyler reluctantly and turned his head to look at me again, this time an evil glint in his eye.
"You don't get to cum that easy." He growled through a smile.
I whimpered, not even bothering to tug my hand from his strong grip. Tyler stood up straight again, giving himself a few more squeezes before he was climbing up onto the bed and kneeling on his knees near the headboard.
Mark gave one more slow lick through my folds up to my clit and then gave a smack to it with his hand, causing me to jolt and cry out loudly.
He pushed himself up onto his elbows and then stood up between my legs at the edge of the bed. His red boxers were straining tightly against his erection and there was a small dark spot where his precum had leaked through.
Mark bent over and nearly hissed as he pulled his boxers off entirely, his hard cock lightly bouncing free. He gave himself a few strokes, sighing at finally giving himself contact and squeezing the base of his thick cock, precum dripping out the tip. I stared, mesmerized, licking my lips and flicking my gaze between his eyes and his fingers stroking his hard dick. I squirmed slightly, the heat between my thighs pulsing. Mark reached for my sides and pulled my forward, sitting me up on the edge of the bed. He was leaning down and cupping my jaw in his big warm hands. His eyes were a deep chocolate, with a kind twinkle gazing down into mine.
He leaned down so his mouth was gently scraping his teeth on the shell of my ear, causing a shiver to run up my spine.
"I hope you didn't plan on walking tomorrow baby girl..." Mark growled into my ear in somehow an even deeper octave than before.
I whimpered loudly and leaned forward slightly at the rush of blood to my cheeks, blushing deep colors of red.
Mark's hands were on my hips again, guiding me to stand slightly and turning me around, directing me to crawl on my hands and knees towards Tyler.
I looked up into Tyler's gorgeous blue eyes and let my view travel down his muscled body to where he was still lazily stroking his massive cock. I gasped, slightly nervous, but my thoughts were interrupted when a hard smack was laid across my ass. My body jolted forward and I bounced slightly on the mattress, landing me right in front of Tyler's dick. I placed a kiss to the tip, tasting precum and earning a short gasp from Tyler.
Mark's hands were kneading at my ass again, nails occasionally digging into where I could feel a handprint forming from the smack.
"Mmf Mark..."
I arched my back and pressed back into his hands, enjoying how he was handling me.
Tyler seemed to want more of my attention and tangled his fingers through my hair, bringing my head forward to rub the head of his dick over my plump pink lips. I moaned as he did this few times, sticking my tongue out and teasing it over the sensitive nerves of his cock head.
"Fuckin' little tease..." Tyler growled through gritted teeth, tugging my hair and slipping his cock past my lips into the warmth of my mouth. I rolled my eyes back and bobbed my head slowly, suckling on the tip the most.
"Mmmm..."
I hummed around how much of Tyler's dick had fit into my mouth so far, the vibrations earning a groan from him. I relaxed my jaw and slid his cock deeper into my mouth, loving how full my mouth felt and enjoying the masculine taste flooding my tongue.
Focused almost entirely on Tyler's dick in my mouth, I nearly squealed when I felt Mark's tongue teasing at my clit again, gripping the blanket beneath me in a loose fist when he suckled particularly hard and then smacked my ass on the other cheek. Another red handprint would show up for sure, and the thought caused me to moan again around Tyler's cock.
"Guhh, such a good girl." Tyler groaned, tugging my hair a little harder and easing more of his dick past my lips. My eyes watered slightly for a moment, adjusting to the pace Tyler found, holding me by my hair and thrusting gently into my mouth.
Another whine escaped me when Tyler's head hit the back of my throat at the same time that Mark pushed one finger into my tight hole.
His rhythm was gentle at first, and I fluttered my eyelashes as he pushed back and forth, nice and slow. I shifted my knees a bit more apart, earning the teasing of Mark's middle finger next to his index finger and his tongue swirling around my clit again.
I arched my spine and practically mewed around Tyler's dick, my one grip on the comforter tightening. Mark's middle finger took more teasing and coaxing to fit next to the first, but when he slid it in I slipped Tyler's dick out of my mouth to drag out a long moan.
"Ahh f-fuck!" I panted between noises that couldn't help slipping past my lips, stroking Tyler's dick with one hand to replace my mouth for a few moments.
"Goddamn you're really tight."
I could hear the smile and approval in Mark's voice and it made me blush pink.
"T-this is only my- fuck-"
My sentence was cut off when Mark was sucking at my clit again and curling his fingers inside me. I was making all kinds of little noises of moans and sighs before I guided Tyler's dick back into my mouth.
Tyler inhaled sharply and found his rhythm of thrusting again, loving the feel of my tongue as it traced patterns on the underside of his cock.
Mark teased his tongue around the base of his fingers when they were pushed in as far as he could, before pulling them out and teasing in his ring-finger. I moaned loudly again around Tyler, causing him to tug in appreciation at my hair and kept me from pulling off his dick this time.
Mark fit all three fingers into my hot dripping core and moved his head back enough to whistle as if impressed.
"That's it baby doll, let me in."
I blushed crimson in my cheeks and he started to gently thrust his fingers in and out, urging my muscles to adjust.
I let my hips rock a little in rhythm with his fingers, mewing softly around Tyler's dick every time Mark pushed his fingers back in. Mark also moved his thumb over my clit, applying pressure and rolling it in circles, combined with his fingers inside me had sparks flying up and down my skin.
I slipped Tyler's dick out of my mouth and stroked him with my hand. I tried to catch my breath, already missing the feeling of Tyler filling my mouth.
"M-mark if you keep d-doing that I'm going t-to come- Fuck!"
He interrupted me with a hard smack across the ass, causing me to squeal and then purr at the sting of another handprint.
"Been such a good girl since we got home, but can't have you coming just yet."
Mark's tone was deep and dripping with dominance that I felt my knees go even weaker.
I continued to stroke Tyler and dropped my head, a sign to show both Tyler and Mark that I was submitting to them tonight.
Mark pulled his fingers out of me, making me whine at the sudden emptiness and felt his weight lift off the bed for a moment.
Then I heard a small tearing sound, and a few seconds later Mark was pushing my knees farther apart, making enough space to climb back onto the bed and kneel between my legs. His hands were warm and massaging my ass, his right hand trailing to my core. He pushed his thumb into the tight hole, making me groan. His thumb was quickly replaced by the head of his thick cock rubbing and teasing up and down my entrance, getting nice and wet from my arousal.
"Ohhh god yess..."
I bit my lower lip, my body quivering at the feeling of just how thick his tip felt and just how badly I needed him inside me.
I tried pushing my hips up and back against Mark, but all it did was cause him to grip my hips firmly and tease his entire length on my slick folds, rubbing and pressing in all the right places to drive me crazy. I felt Mark's body bend and his abs hovered over my spine, his breath suddenly hot on my skin and his teeth nibbling the sensitive area right behind my ear.
"Not so fun bein' teased is it?" He growled, all the hairs on my neck standing up and goosebumps appearing on my arms.
"M-mark... God, please." I panted, still facing down toward the mattress.
Tyler pulled my hair so my head was back up and he could look me in the eyes.
"Gotta beg prettier than that." Tyler huskily said with a smirk. "Say it louder, darlin'."
I looked up at Tyler with wide eyes and pink blushing cheeks as he teased his cock over my lips again, smearing their pink with precum.
"Mark, please..." I breathed, "Please. I need it.."
I felt Mark's body straighten back into his kneeling position, keeping one hand gripping my hip hard enough to leave bruises, and the other moved to stroke his dick against my sex.
He guided the head to my tight entrance and pushed inside. Mark's dick was thick and full, so he was gentle and patient, urging my body to relax and take him.
I opened my mouth to moan loudly, and Tyler look the opportunity to push his cock back into my mouth, growling at the vibrations from my noises.
I suckled at Tyler's dick, happy to feel my mouth so full again. Mark finally fit his entire length inside of me and I was almost seeing stars at how huge he felt. He gave me a few moments to adjust to his size, running both hands soothingly up my back.
"Mmmmmff.." I moaned and fluttered my eyelashes, sucking Tyler even deeper into my mouth.
I spread my knees just a bit more and arched my spine, pushing back onto Mark's dick, showing him that he could start moving. His thrusts were shallow at first, I could tell he was holding back to let my body relax.
I looked up at Tyler, we locked eyes for a few moments while I slid his dick out of my mouth and swirled my tongue all around his sensitive head.
Tyler hissed through gritted teeth and pulled my hair, pushing his cock back into my mouth. He looked up at Mark and gave him a nod.
Tyler glanced down at me and smirked wickedly. Not a second after he did that, Mark had picked up his rhythm and was thrusting his dick into me with more force.
I cried out loudly around Tyler and gripped the comforter hard, Mark's dick stretching me and filling me up like I'd never felt before.
I sucked at Tyler harder and faster, reaching up with my other hand to cradle his balls and stimulate them. Tyler's muscles were tensing and I could tell he was on the edge.
"Fuck, such a good girl. Feel so good, shit-"
He cut himself off with a loud moan. I was stroking the length of Tyler that I could not fit into my mouth and twirling my tongue around his sensitive head.
"Mmmmf... Harder.." I tried to beg with Tyler's dick in my mouth. Streams of whimpers and moaning were all the noises the men could understand. I pushed on Tyler's hip with one hand, and he let me catch my breath quickly.
"Harder, Mark. Harder, please!" I begged between panting and resumed sucking Tyler down as far as I could.
Mark didn't need to be told twice, he gripped both my hips hard, fingers digging in to leave bruises and slammed his hips into mine brutally. I was moaning and crying out, hot tears streaming down my cheeks at how much pleasure I was feeling from Mark and Tyler.
"So fuckin' hot, squeezing me so tight... God, I'm so close!"
Mark grunted out the last part and snaked one hand around my hip to slide down my belly and rubbed his fingers over my sensitive clit.
I swore and yelled around Tyler's cock, Mark's fingers sending pulses of electricity throughout my body.
The vibrations from my yelling caused Tyler to jerk his hips forward harder, making my jaw open even further to take his cock.
"Fuck, I'm gonna- Can I?-"
He looked down into my eyes with his lust-blown dark blue ones, a needy plea shining desperately.
I nodded as much as my head would allow while still working my tongue around his dick. His thrusts became quicker, and he shouted when he finally came, moaning and panting loudly.
I pulled back so only half his dick was in my mouth, enough to let me taste his cum. It was tangy, with a salt-citrus flavor, and I loved how it felt spilling over my tongue and down my throat.
I couldn't get enough of it, so when he finally pulled his cock from my mouth, I whined in protest and smeared it all over my swollen pink lips. The sight caused him to grunt and his dick to twitch.
Mark was watching Tyler cum in my mouth, I felt his grip on my hips somehow become even harder, breaking the skin with his nails in some places, his thrusts more desperate and primal.
"Fuckin' hell Tyler!" Mark practically snarled, his dick pulsing almost painfully inside me.
His fingers were rubbing over my clit with even more pressure, and suddenly his hand on my hip was released, moving instead to slid between my breasts and reached up to grip my throat.
He pulled me up into a position of my back against his chest, still pounding his cock into me. I rolled my head back onto his shoulder and he sunk his teeth deeply into the side of my neck under my ear.
I tried to moan, turned on even more by his hand on my throat, but it came out more of a wheeze because of the pressure.
"Fuck! Mark- Oh god, oh shit- please! I'm so close-"
My words were coming out as pathetic breathless pleas and I loved how at his mercy I was. He began grunting with every thrust now, his pace sped up to the point of shaking the bed, even with Tyler still knelt at the headboard. Mark slammed in a few more times before I felt his huge cock pulse heavily inside me, the condom filling up with his cum.
His jaw tightened the bite on my neck, breaking the skin. I felt the tiniest trickle of blood pool in my collar bone and I cried out with Tyler's cum still dripping from my lips.
"Fuck-"
My voice cracked and came out in wheezing pants after the word left my mouth, and I came hard around Mark's dick, squeezing and tightening my muscles, white and black stars blurring in my vision from the wild ecstasy coursing through my body.
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Mark loosened his grip around my throat and slid his hand down to gently massage at my breasts, making me moan softly, my voice completely shot for the night. His hand that was rubbing hard at my clit now softly massaged the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Mmmf." I managed to sigh contently at his actions, closing my eyes and rolling my head slightly on his shoulder.
"That's it, deep breaths." His voice was deep and soothing.
Mark's arms held me firmly against his chest, his muscles warm as he inhaled slowly, syncing our breathing to bring us calmly down from our highs. He pulled his cock out of my body gently, but I still whimpered at the loss.
"Shh shh, it's okay. Tyler, I need to clean up."
Tyler moved on his knees towards me so Mark could unwrap his arms and softly leaned me forward onto Tyler.
"I gotcha baby doll."
I could feel Tyler's soft velvet voice through his chest, a comforting feeling that made me feel even more euphoria.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and played with the soft curls of his hair at the base of his neck, but even that took up too much of the little energy I had left. I focused instead on Tyler's breathing and listened to his steady heartbeat.
Mark got up off the bed quickly, peeling the condom off and finding a clean washcloth to bring back to us.
I felt his weight return to the bed and gently the warm cloth was pressed and rubbed between my legs. I gasped softly, and Tyler gently began rubbing soothing circles at the dip of my lower back.
Mark then moved to clean off Tyler's now soft dick and then cleaned off himself.
When he was done, he set the washcloth on the floor among the small piles of clothes and ran his hands down my legs to unzip the tall black boots I'd managed to keep on all night. He slipped them off me nice and easy, leaning them on the floor against one of the wooden nightstands.
"Thank you Mark." I mumbled softly from the side of my mouth, since my face was pressing against Tyler's chest.
Tyler picked me up against his chest and stood up next to the head of the mattress. Mark took the hint and pulled back the comforter enough for Tyler to climb in. He gently settled me on my right side, spooning warmly around my back and softly nestling his head on top of mine.
Mark turned off the small bedside lamp that had been on, the moonlight now only peeking through a crack in the gray curtains.
He pulled back the corner of the comforter on his side and slid snuggly against the front of me, brushing my hair out of my eyes. I licked my lips and smiled at still tasting Tyler's cum.
"Oh shit, I forgot to ask if you wanted me to-"
I shushed Mark by leaning in and kissing him, letting my tongue tease and give Mark a taste of the tangy addiction. He moaned softly in appreciation.
"Didn't want y'to." My words slurred together tiredly, but I was half smirking at him in the dark, and he could tell. I yawned softly, feeling one of Tyler's arms wrap around my waist and nuzzled my head into Mark's soft hair, his face half using the pillow and half using my chest to fall asleep on.
I felt a warm fuzzy feeling flood my body, like golden light was flowing through my veins, and I knew that I didn't want to fall asleep in anyone else's arms except for these two.