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Amazing job Emily. You make me want to give this a try after lurkers for a long time.

TLN wrote: ↑Mon Jun 24, 2024 9:20 pm Amazing job Emily. You make me want to give this a try after lurkers for a long time.

Do you mean writing your own story? If so, you should definitely go for it! I’d be happy to share any feedback on anything you write!

Chapter 24

“H-how do you want me to...?" Riley stammered, her heart pounding. She felt the weight of their gazes on her as she looked between the two boys. Carter grinned, his expression predatory.

Both boys knew exactly what they wanted, but what they wanted was forbidden. They could taste it, feel it, see it in every inch of Riley's perfect body. They wanted to make love to her, to feel her warmth and her softness wrapped around them. But they couldn't. Not here, not now.

Suddenly, Carter's expression changed, a sly grin spreading across his face. He leaned in close to Ethan, his voice barely above a whisper. Riley could feel the air shift as they exchanged words, their bodies tensing with anticipation. Whatever Carter had said, it clearly excited him, and Ethan seemed to be considering it carefully. Riley's heart raced, her skin tingling with the desire to know what they were plotting.

Ethan glanced over at her, his eyes intense. "Riley, we have an idea for your punishment," he said slowly, his voice low and husky. "We're going to take some...special photos of you tonight."

Riley's heart skipped a beat. Her cheeks flushed as she tried to process what they were suggesting. "P-photos?" she managed to stammer.

Carter nodded, his grin widening. "Yeah, photos. Intimate photos. We're going to make you look really, really sexy for them. And we thought it would be even better if you were covered in our cum first." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "We want you to feel it, Riley. We want you to taste it, to smell it on your skin. It'll make the photos that much more special."

Riley's heart hammered in her chest as she tried to process what they were saying. Her cheeks flushed, and her stomach twisted into knots. This was wrong on so many levels, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a strange thrill coursing through her veins. She looked down at their erections, still trapped in their pants, and then back up at them. She knew these weren’t the first explicit photos she had taken, but somehow this felt different.

“You can start with me, Riley," Carter breathed, his voice husky with desire. He nodded toward his erection, still trapped in his pants. "Use your mouth." His hand slid down to cup her cheek, the roughness of his palm contrasting sharply with the tenderness of his touch. "And don't worry," he added, leaning in closer. "I'll warn you before I cum.”

Riley swallowed hard, her heart racing as she looked into Carter's hooded eyes. She felt a strange mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Ethan watched them intently, his own erection straining against his pants as he waited for his turn.

Tentatively, she reached out and undid Carter's pants, letting them fall to the floor. His cock sprang free, standing tall and proud, the head already beginning to swell with arousal. It glistened with moisture, a thin film of precum coating the veined length of him. Riley's heart raced as she took in the sight of it, the soft pink color at the tip and the bead of liquid clinging to the ridge underneath. She leaned forward, her breath fanning across the velvety skin of his shaft, and tentatively reached out with one hand, feeling the smoothness of his length beneath her fingertips. The weight of his erection seemed to press against her palm, demanding attention.

Carter's breath hitched, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he fought for control. "Go on," he urged her, his voice hoarse with desire. "Suck me."

Riley hesitated for a moment longer before finally leaning forward, taking his cock into her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her tongue made him moan, and he threaded his fingers through her hair, gently guiding her as she began to bob her head up and down his shaft. She tasted salty and sweet, and the tight, wet heat of her mouth felt incredible.

As she sucked him, Carter's mind wandered, imagining it wasn't Riley's mouth on his cock, but her wet, tight pussy instead. He could feel her hot, wet lips stretching around him, her tight walls gripping him as she rode him. He moaned loudly, his hips bucking forward, thrusting deeper into her mouth. Her tongue danced along the underside of his shaft, teasing him mercilessly. He couldn't believe how much he wanted her, how much he needed her.

Just as he felt himself getting close, he pulled her off, his erection slipping wetly from her mouth. "Close your eyes," he commanded, his voice hoarse. She did as she was told, blinking rapidly as she felt the cool air on her heated skin. He gripped his cock, guiding it toward her face, and then released it, feeling the hot, thick cum splatter across her cheeks and nose. Another jet landed on her lips, and another on her chin. He kept pumping, wanting to cover every inch of her beautiful face in his seed.

Finally, he came to a stop, and she opened her eyes, her cheeks flushed and her lips glistening with his cum. She looked up at him, a mixture of shame and desire in her eyes. Ethan stepped forward, his erection now painfully hard as he watched the exchange between them. He gently pushed Carter aside, taking his place.

"Lay down, Riley," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "I want to see you just like this."

She did as he said, her heart racing as she lay flat on her back on the floor. Ethan stepped out of his pants and underwear, his erection bobbing slightly with each step. He positioned himself over her, one leg on either side of her body, his butt and the back of his cock and balls directly in her line of sight. Riley couldn’t help but stare, the sight of him so raw and exposed making her pulse quicken.

“I would normally ask you to suck me off right now, but... Carter still has your mouth all messy with his cum. Why don't you just give me a hand job instead, hm?" Ethan smiled down at her, his voice husky with desire.

Riley nodded, her heart racing as she reached between his legs. Her fingers brushed against his thick shaft, and she gasped at the heat that spread through her body at the contact. She wrapped her hand around him, feeling the velvety smoothness of his skin beneath her fingertips.

“This is too dry, Riley,” Ethan said, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. “You need to make it wet. Like your mouth was, but now it’s covered in... well, you know what.” He gestured at her face, which was a sticky mess of cum.

“There’s plenty of wetness down here," Ethan said, pointing at her crotch. "Use that to make me nice and slippery."

Riley looked down between her legs, feeling a wave of heat wash over her as she saw how wet she was. She moved her hand away from Ethan's cock and reached down to touch herself, circling her fingertip around her swollen clit. She could feel the heat radiating from his body as he watched her touch herself, and the knowledge that he was so close made her even wetter.

She looked up at Ethan, his expression one of hungry desire as he watched her fingers move over her skin. "Like this?" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. He nodded, his hips rocking forward slightly, and she continued to touch herself, her other hand moving to cup her breast as she stroked herself.

Ethan's eyes never left her face as she worked her hand over her wetness, her fingers sliding easily through her folds. "That's it," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Now, show me how you can make me feel good."

Riley took a deep breath and brought her hand back to his cock, her fingertips slick with her own arousal. She began to stroke him, her hand moving up and down in slow, deliberate movements. Ethan's eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a low moan of pleasure. "That's it," he encouraged her. "Just like that."

The room seemed to grow hotter, the air thick with their combined desire. Riley moved her other hand to cup Ethan's balls, rolling them gently in her palm. His hips began to rock forward, meeting her strokes with a desperate urgency. "I'm close," he warned her, his voice strained. "I'm going to... I'm going to..."

With a final groan, Ethan pulled away from her hand, his cock pulsing as he came, spraying hot cum across her stomach and breasts. She gasped as the warm fluid hit her skin, feeling both disgusted and oddly aroused. The whole room watched in rapt silence, their eyes glued to the scene unfolding before them.

As Ethan's orgasm subsided, he collapsed onto the floor beside her, panting heavily. Riley lay there, her body covered in cum, feeling an odd mixture of shame and desire coursing through her veins. She looked down at her breasts, sticky with his cum, and felt a fresh wave of embarrassment wash over her.

"That was... incredible," Ethan gasped, propping himself up on one elbow. His gaze raked over her body, and she could feel her cheeks flush under his intense stare. "You really know how to make a man feel good."

Riley smiled shyly, running a hand through her hair. "Thanks," she replied, her voice still catching in her throat. She looked down at her breasts, still glistening with his cum, and couldn't help but feel a pang of embarrassment. The room was still silent, the only sound the rustle of clothes as the boys began to get dressed.

"Alright, Riley," Carter said, his voice breaking the silence. "It's time for your photos."

Great follow up. You claim to have less experience with men, but it’s hot.
Only if I were you, I would let the other girls step in now, because if the boys have photos too, there is no way for the girls to blackmail Riley anymore. Photos and videos should be exclusive for Aria and her gang. The boys are no way to keep photos to them self.

Chapter 25

Riley swallowed hard as Carter grabbed his phone, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She couldn't believe what was happening, but a part of her was incredibly aroused. As she knelt down on the floor, her gaze darted around the room, taking in the eager expressions on everybody’s faces. They were all watching her, waiting to see what would happen next.

“Get on your knees, Riley," Carter said, his voice laced with excitement. "Time for your close-up." As she knelt down on the floor, Riley's heart raced with a mix of fear and anticipation. The room seemed to close in around her, the air thick with anticipation as everyone waited to see what would happen next. She glanced around, taking in the eager expressions on the boys' faces, their eyes fixed on her body.

Carter moved in closer, his phone held out at arm's length. "Just look at me," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Give me your best fuck-me smile." Riley swallowed hard, feeling the weight of their collective gaze pressing down on her. She forced a smile onto her sticky, cum-covered lips and looked directly into Carter's camera.

As the shutter clicked, she closed her eyes, willing herself to ignore the feeling of being exposed. The heat of the flash burned her cheeks, and she could almost feel the boys' gazes boring into her skin. They'd wanted to see her like this, covered in their cum, and now they were getting their wish.

“Stick out your tongue.” Carter's command sent a shiver down Riley's spine as she parted her lips, exposing her wet, sticky tongue to the cool air. Carter reached into his pants, grasping his hard cock with a triumphant grin. He held it before her, the tip just inches from her mouth. She couldn’t believe how quickly it had become erect again, practically throbbing with need. "Don't worry," he whispered, "I've got plenty more where that came from."

The room was eerily silent, save for the sound of her own breathing and the occasional shuffling of feet. She felt a gentle pressure as the head of his cock touched her tongue. She flinched instinctively, but he held it firmly in place. "That's it," he coaxed, "just let me take the picture."

The flash of the camera pierced the quiet, illuminating the obscene image of her with his cock in her mouth. Riley's eyes watered from the sudden brightness, and she could feel the stickiness of her own saliva mixing with the residue of his cum. The weight of his cock grew heavier, and she knew she couldn't keep this up for much longer.

As the picture was taken, Carter let out a satisfied grunt and withdrew his cock from her mouth. "There you go," he said, his voice already sounding bored. "That's a nice shot. You can lay back down again.”

Riley collapsed back onto the carpet, the cool fibers prickling her overheated skin. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She'd never expected it to go this far. She felt a strange mixture of shame and exhilaration, like she'd crossed some invisible line that she could never uncross.

Carter stepped closer, his phone already displaying the photo he'd just taken. "Not bad," he said, tilting his head to one side. "I think this one's a keeper." He took another step closer, his breath warm against her ear. "You know, Riley, you could make a lot of money doing this."

Before she could even respond, Carter had already taken another step back, his eyes fixed on her chest. He pulled out his phone and snapped a few more pictures, zooming in on the trail of his cum leading from her mouth to her breasts. "Oh yeah," he breathed, "I like that." As he took the photos, she felt a strange mixture of revulsion and arousal coursing through her veins.

He lowered his phone, his gaze traveling slowly up her body. "Now, I want you to fold your legs up to your head." Her heart skipped a beat as he said it, but she forced herself to obey. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before beginning. Slowly, she bent her knees, pressing her legs against her chest, and arching her back. The cool carpet felt good against her sweaty skin, and the position accentuated her round ass and wet pussy. She felt Carter move closer, his breath warm on her neck. "That's it," he whispered, "just like that."

Her pussy was pushed together tightly, the plumpness of her lips squeezed into a tiny, puffy slit. It made her look so innocent, so helpless, and Carter couldn't help but wonder what she would look like with his cock filling her up. He took a step closer, his erection twitching in anticipation. He lowered his phone and positioned it above her, capturing the intimate moment. The flash of light made her squeak in surprise, but she didn't move, her gaze fixed on the carpet.

"That's it," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Just relax." He snapped a few more photos, focusing on the expression on her face, the way her body arched, the way her fingers dug into the carpet. With each click of the shutter, her body tensed a little more, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Finally, he stepped back, admiring his work.

"Now," he said, his voice low and seductive, "I want you to get up and bend over the bed." Riley hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. She slowly rose to her feet, feeling the blood rush to her face as she obeyed his command. She walked over to the bed and climbed onto it, her body trembling with anticipation and fear. As she bent over the mattress, she felt a strange mixture of vulnerability and arousal.

Carter circled around behind her, his gaze traveling slowly up and down her exposed body. He reached out and traced a finger along the curve of her spine, sending shivers down her spine. "You look so sexy like this," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Riley shivered as Carter's finger traced along the curve of her spine until it reached the valley between her cheeks. His touch sent a jolt of desire through her, and she felt herself grow wetter as he ordered her to spread her legs wide apart. She hesitated for a moment, the anticipation building inside her, before slowly obeying. As she spread her legs as far as they could go, she felt exposed and vulnerable, yet incredibly aroused.

Carter stepped back, his phone held at arm's length, and took several more photos. The flash of light made her squeak in surprise each time, but she didn't move, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to ignore the camera. With each click of the shutter, her body tensed a little more, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He moved closer, capturing the perfect angle, the tightness of her pussy, the way her fingers dug into the sheets, the flush on her cheeks.

Finally, he lowered the phone and stepped between her spread legs. She felt his warm breath on her skin as he whispered, "That's it. You're doing so well." His fingers brushed against her, teasing her sensitive folds, and she let out a moan, her hips instinctively arching into his touch. "I bet you're so wet for me right now," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Riley bit her lip, trying to contain the feelings of desire and vulnerability that surged through her. She couldn't believe how good this felt, how much she wanted him to touch her, to make her feel this way. As he continued to tease her with his fingers, she closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation, the heat that built within her.

“I’ve got one more photo I want to take, Riley. Just spread your legs a little wider for me, okay?" Carter's voice was low and commanding as he knelt between her legs. Riley hesitated for a moment, her heart racing, before slowly obeying. She spread her legs as far as they would go, feeling vulnerable and exposed beneath his intense gaze.

Carter reached out, gently guiding her inner thighs apart until she felt the cool air brush against her slick folds. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin, and took several more pictures. The flash of light made her gasp each time, her body trembling with anticipation and fear.

He lowered the phone, his eyes never leaving his subject, and traced a finger along the delicate skin of her inner thigh. "You look incredible like this," he murmured, his voice low and rough. “You can sit back now, if you want to."

Riley let out a shaky breath and slowly moved to obey, her body still trembling with anticipation and fear. She climbed back onto the bed, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath her as she sat with her legs spread wide, her pussy still exposed to Carter's gaze.

“Ethan, do you want to get some photos too?" Carter asked, his voice gentle but firm. Ethan shook his head, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "No, thanks. I think I'll just enjoy the show." He glanced at Riley, her body spread out before them, and felt a stirring in his own groin.

Suddenly, Claire's voice cut through the haze of desire and fear. "Guys, if those photos ever get out, I will kill you," she warned, her tone serious. "I mean it. So you better make sure they stay just between us." Her gaze flickered between them, her expression unreadable.

Carter nodded, his heart racing as he realized what she was saying. He glanced at Ethan, who looked equally as panicked. "Yeah, Claire, we got it. No one else will ever see these," Carter assured her, his voice shaky. "We'll make sure."

Ethan cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Yeah, you're right. We'll be discreet." He looked at Riley, who was still sitting on the bed with her legs spread wide, her expression a mix of embarrassment and excitement. He knew she was just as caught up in the moment as they were.

Carter took another step closer, his eyes fixed on Riley's body. "So, Riley, you’ve done a very good job tonight. I think it's only fair that you get a reward for that." His voice was low and seductive, and he could see the anticipation building in her eyes.

She swallowed hard, her heart racing as she felt the weight of his gaze. "R-reward?" she stammered, her hands trembling slightly. Carter nodded, stepping even closer, his breath warm against her ear.

"Yes, a reward. Why don't you show me what you like? Why don't you masturbate for me?" His voice was low and seductive, and she could feel the heat of his body as he stood above her. For a moment, she was lost in the intensity of the situation, her mind reeling with desire and fear.

Her heart raced as she considered his words. Her body ached with desire, and yet she felt a sharp stab of embarrassment. She looked up at Carter, his intense gaze making her feel both wanted and exposed. Taking a deep breath, she reached down between her legs, her fingers finding their way to her wetness. The softness of her skin against her fingertips sent a shiver through her.

As she began to stroke herself, she glanced over at Ethan, unsure of how he was reacting. He was watching her, his expression a mix of lust and curiosity. It both thrilled and terrified her. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on the sensation of her fingers moving over her swollen clit. The feeling of being so exposed, of being seen and desired in this way, was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

“Warn us when you are about to cum, okay, Riley?” Carter whispered, his voice low and husky. He watched as she nodded, her movements becoming more urgent. He could feel his own arousal growing, and he knew Ethan was in the same boat. The thought of them both cumming together, watching Riley as she brought herself to orgasm... it was almost too much.

Her fingers moved faster, and she began to moan softly, her body arching into his touch. Carter could see the tension building in her stomach, her muscles tensing and releasing in waves. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her face flushed with color. It was clear she was close.

He glanced over at Ethan, who was watching her intently, his expression rapt. "I think she's about to..." he whispered, his voice thick with desire.

Riley's eyes snapped open, and she panted, "I'm... I'm close." Her voice was strained, and she could feel the tension building in her core.

With a cruel smile, Carter reached out and gripped Riley's wrist, forcing her hand away from her wetness. "No," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "I said you could masturbate for us. I never said you could finish." He released her wrist, but his gaze remained fixed on her, his eyes burning into her.

“Noooooo!” Riley cried out in anguish, her body shuddering as she fought against the overwhelming desire to touch herself. Her fingers ached to return to their task, but Carter's command had frozen her in place. She glared up at him, her eyes brimming with tears of frustration.

“If you want to orgasm tonight, you’re going to have to work for it, aren't you, Riley?" Carter purred, a wicked grin playing on his lips. He watched as she struggled against the desire to touch herself, her fingers twitching in the air. Her expression was a mixture of frustration and need, and it only served to heighten his arousal.

I thought at first what way are you going, are ending your story. But no, you get back f*cking hot. Wow didn’t see that cumming, neither did Riley

But how can a girl be so cruel on a girl

Darky wrote: ↑Tue Jun 25, 2024 2:37 pm I thought at first what way are you going, are ending your story. But no, you get back f*cking hot. Wow didn’t see that cumming, neither did Riley

But how can a girl be so cruel on a girl

Thank you. My imagination has been going pretty wild when writing this and coming up with ideas.

I’m going to try and come up with some more fun things the boys can do with her and hopefully have another part up shortly

Emily wrote: ↑Tue Jun 25, 2024 3:48 pm

Darky wrote: ↑Tue Jun 25, 2024 2:37 pm I thought at first what way are you going, are ending your story. But no, you get back f*cking hot. Wow didn’t see that cumming, neither did Riley

But how can a girl be so cruel on a girl

Thank you. My imagination has been going pretty wild when writing this and coming up with ideas.

I’m going to try and come up with some more fun things the boys can do with her and hopefully have another part up shortly

And if you can’t find any new ideas, you can always end the evening and move on. But I hope you can come up with something. Maybe reward Riley after all with an orgasm for her good work after she made the boys getting off again. But still tease Riley by letting her stop every time she nearly cums and let the building tensing off and then up. Hope you understand what I mean.

Darky wrote: ↑Tue Jun 25, 2024 4:48 pm

Emily wrote: ↑Tue Jun 25, 2024 3:48 pm

Darky wrote: ↑Tue Jun 25, 2024 2:37 pm I thought at first what way are you going, are ending your story. But no, you get back f*cking hot. Wow didn’t see that cumming, neither did Riley

But how can a girl be so cruel on a girl

Thank you. My imagination has been going pretty wild when writing this and coming up with ideas.

I’m going to try and come up with some more fun things the boys can do with her and hopefully have another part up shortly

And if you can’t find any new ideas, you can always end the evening and move on. But I hope you can come up with something. Maybe reward Riley after all with an orgasm for her good work after she made the boys getting off again. But still tease Riley by letting her stop every time she nearly cums and let the building tensing off and then up. Hope you understand what I mean.

I think I know what you mean. I can only imagine how frustrating yet fun that feeling would be for Riley, that’s a fun idea!

Chapter 26

Ethan stepped forward, his gaze traveling from Riley’s flushed face to her exposed body. He licked his lips, his voice thick with desire. “Maybe we should take a break and get to know Riley a bit better, don’t you think?”

Carter nodded, his own arousal clear in his eyes. He stepped back, allowing Riley a moment to compose herself. “Why don’t we sit down and talk for a bit?” he suggested, his tone gentle.

Riley took a deep, shaky breath and nodded, sliding off the bed to sit on the floor, her legs drawn up to her chest. She felt a mix of relief and disappointment at the sudden halt to her building climax. The boys sat around her in a loose circle, their eyes still hungry.

"So, Riley," Ethan began, his voice deceptively casual, "what's your favorite way to masturbate?" The question hung in the air, thick with tension, and Riley felt her cheeks burn as she struggled to find an answer.

Her eyes darted between the two of them, searching for a way out, but she knew she couldn't refuse. "Usually... with my hand," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

"How fast do you cum?" Ethan asked, his curiosity piqued. "Do you use toys?"

Riley's face grew even redder as she tried to formulate a response that wouldn't betray just how much she enjoyed her own touch. "I... I usually finish fast," she admitted, her voice quivering slightly. "And no, I don't use toys.”

The boys leaned in closer, their eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Fast, huh?" Ethan said, his voice teasing. "What do you think about when you do it?"

Riley's cheeks were on fire now, but she forced herself to meet his gaze. "It... it varies," she replied, her voice trembling. "Sometimes I think about... about being with someone."

Carter leaned back, his eyes dark with interest. "Someone specific, or just anyone?" His question was blunt, but there was a strange kindness in his tone that made it feel almost intimate.

Riley took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Sometimes it's just... anyone," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. The admission made her feel even more exposed, but there was something oddly liberating about saying it out loud.

“Thank you for being honest with us, Riley,” Carter said, his voice softer now. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Now, I want you to do something for me. Close your eyes and picture us together. Imagine my cock inside you, filling you up as you ride me hard on this bed. Can you do that?”

Riley's heart was racing as she nodded, squeezing her eyes shut. She could feel the heat of the room, the tension in the air thick with desire. She took a deep breath and let the image of Carter fill her mind. His hands on her hips, guiding her movements, his voice in her ear urging her on. It was surprisingly easy to slip into the fantasy, given the situation.

“Now begin to touch yourself again, but slower this time. Think of my dick sliding in and out of you, and how good it would feel." His words were like a siren's call, pulling her deeper into the abyss of desire. She started to move her fingers again, her eyes still closed, the mental image of Carter's body on top of hers making her movements more deliberate.

The guys watched her intently, their eyes never leaving her face. She could feel their gazes on her, adding to the intensity of the moment. She focused on the imagined feeling of fullness, her strokes becoming more sensual as she pictured herself riding him. The room was silent except for the sound of her breathing and the occasional whispered instruction from Carter.

As the pleasure grew, so did the anticipation of the inevitable. She could feel it building, her body tensing, ready to shatter. And just as she was on the edge, about to let go, she heard the dreaded words. "Stop."

Her eyes shot open, meeting Carter's, which had turned from soft and encouraging to cold and demanding. The room spun around her, a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, frustration, and a hint of fear mingled with the arousal that still thrummed through her veins.

"Lick your fingers clean," he ordered, his voice firm and unyielding. Riley's hand hovered over her wetness, frozen in place. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she knew better than to disobey. With a tremble, she brought her glistening fingers to her mouth and tasted herself. The salty tang of her arousal on her tongue only served to fuel the fire within her.

"How does it taste?" Ethan's question was simple, but it sent a bolt of embarrassment through Riley's body. She knew she was blushing, but she couldn't bring herself to lie.

"It's... it's salty," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation with two guys she barely knew. But the way they were looking at her, with a mix of curiosity and hunger, made it feel like she had no choice but to answer truthfully.

"Good," Carter said, his eyes dark with approval. "Now, let's talk about your body." He leaned back on the bed, gesturing for her to continue touching herself. "Ethan's going to ask you some questions, and you're going to answer them. And if you do a good job, maybe we'll let you finish."

Ethan nodded, a smug smile playing on his lips as he began his interrogation. "How sensitive are your nipples, Riley?" His eyes lingered on her chest, where her breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath she took.

Her hand stilled on her sex, and she swallowed hard. "They're... pretty sensitive," she admitted, her voice barely audible. She could feel her cheeks burn as she said it, but she knew that she had to continue playing along.

"How about your clit?" Ethan's question was more direct, his gaze intense.

Riley's hand hovered over her sensitive bundle of nerves, her breath hitching in her throat. "It's... very sensitive," she replied, her voice trembling. She felt her face flush even more, her heart racing as she awaited their next move.

“I couldn’t help but noticed you’re completely bare down there, Riley,” Ethan said, his eyes flicking down to her exposed mound. His voice was a low purr, filled with a hint of admiration.

Riley felt a fresh wave of embarrassment wash over her, but she forced herself to maintain eye contact. “Yeah, I had it done at the cosmetology school,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.

Ethan’s gaze lingered on Riley’s bare mound, his curiosity piqued. “Is your hair down there naturally red?” he asked, his voice taking on a teasing tone.

Riley’s eyes widened in surprise, but she managed a small nod. “Yeah, it is,” she murmured, her cheeks flaming. She couldn’t believe they were discussing the color of her pubic hair in such a casual manner.

“Well maybe you should give us a call whenever it grows back in, huh?” Ethan said with a smirk, breaking the tension in the room. Riley couldn’t help but let out a small, nervous laugh, the absurdity of the situation momentarily overshadowing her embarrassment.

“Now, let’s talk about your butt, Riley,” Carter took over, his eyes raking over her body. “Do you ever play with it during masturbation?”

Riley felt a new level of mortification wash over her. This was so much more than she had ever expected, and she desperately wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. But she had agreed to the terms, and she knew that backing out now would only make things worse. She took a deep breath and forced herself to answer. “No, I don’t do that,” she said, her voice shaking.

“Did you like having your butt played with during the guessing game?” Ethan’s question was innocent, but the way he asked it made Riley’s insides twist with a mix of humiliation and excitement.

Her eyes grew wide, and she nodded slowly, her voice a mere whisper. “Yeah, I... I liked it,” she admitted, her cheeks burning. She didn’t know why she was admitting this to them, but something about their dominance made her want to please them.

“Good girl,” Carter said, his voice low and soothing. “Now, we want you to do something else for us. Start masturbating again, but this time, use your other hand to play with your ass. Just a little, okay?”

Riley took a deep breath, her eyes still on the ceiling, and did as she was told. She leaned back and spread her legs wider, giving the boys an even better view of her most intimate parts. She dipped her middle finger into her wetness before slowly bringing it down to her anus. She felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as she began to circle the tight opening.

With her other hand, Riley tentatively began to circle her clit, her body responding immediately to the touch. She couldn't believe she was doing this in front of them, but the power they held over her was undeniable. The sensation grew stronger, and she felt herself getting wetter with each stroke. Her breathing grew ragged as she slipped into the rhythm, her body eagerly responding to the dual sensations of her fingers exploring both her clit and her ass.

Ethan leaned in closer, his eyes glued to the intimate dance of her hand. "How does that feel?" he asked, his voice thick with arousal.

Riley bit her lower lip, trying to hold back a moan as she felt the pressure build within her. "It feels... weird," she murmured, unsure if she should be enjoying this as much as she was.

She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and pushed the tip of her finger past the tight ring of muscle. The sensation was foreign, a mix of pressure and pleasure that she hadn't anticipated. Riley's body tensed for a moment before she began to relax, the unfamiliar feeling giving way to a surprising sense of excitement.

"Keep going," Ethan urged, his voice strained with desire. His words egged her on, and she began to move her finger in and out of her ass, the slow, shallow movements sending shockwaves of sensation through her body.

Carter and Ethan watched in amazement as Riley's hand moved in a silent symphony of self-exploration. They had never seen anything so erotic, and the fact that she was doing it for them only amplified their arousal. The sight of her finger disappearing into her tight hole had them both on the edge of their seats, unable to believe the show she was putting on.

But just as Riley felt the beginnings of an orgasm building within her, a cold, firm hand gripped her wrist, stilling her movements. "Stop," Carter's voice was a command, and Riley's eyes shot open to meet his intense gaze. She felt a jolt of fear and confusion, her body screaming for release.

"But... I was so close," she protested, her voice shaky.

"We know," Ethan said, his voice low and filled with lust. "But remember, we're in control here."

Riley nodded, understanding the unspoken rules of their twisted game. She slowly withdrew her finger, feeling a strange sense of loss as the pressure was removed. Her body was still alight with arousal, her clit begging for more attention.

"Good," Carter said, his voice firm but not unkind. "Now, we want you to tell us what you're feeling."

Riley took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to compose herself. "I'm... I'm feeling really turned on," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. The room felt thick with anticipation and desire, her body still humming from the sudden cessation of movement.

"And what do you want?" Ethan prompted, his eyes never leaving hers.

Riley's voice was a tremble when she spoke. "I want to... I want to come," she confessed, her cheeks flaming even brighter.

"Not yet," Ethan said, a smirk playing on his lips. "You have one more task to complete."