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Re: The Unraveling (New 6/25)
Fantastic Emily, you absolutely got the idea I gave you but you executed it beyond my imagination. Poor Riley must be real annoyed, aroused and humiliated. But I hope she’s getting relief…..or not.
Re: The Unraveling (New 6/25)
You are awesome. I really don’t want this story to end. You could really go in many directions. More with Lilly, the boys, the bullies, the older mean chick, something new. Important thing is you are enjoying the process. How much if you is in Riley ? Thanks.
Re: The Unraveling (New 6/25)
Thank you! Riley’s naked adventures are far from over. I’m still working through some ideas of where exactly I want the story to go next and am always open for ideas. But I definitely don’t plan to end the story too soon!
Chapter 27
Riley's heart sank, but she knew better than to argue. She waited, her body still pulsing with need, as they whispered to each other. The anticipation was almost unbearable, her arousal a living thing that demanded to be satiated.
Ethan and Carter exchanged a knowing smile, the air in the room thick with anticipation. "You final task," Ethan announced, his voice a velvety purr that sent a shiver down Riley's spine, "is to get a naked photo with a stranger."
Riley's eyes went wide with shock, her hand hovering over her wetness. "What?" she squeaked, unable to believe what she had just heard.
"You heard us," Carter said, his voice a mix of amusement and challenge. "Your final task for the night is to get a naked photo with someone you don't know."
“You may leave the room if you wish," Ethan began, his smirk widening, "but you must remain naked."
Her heart racing, Riley took a tentative step off the bed, the cool air of the room hitting her exposed skin. The thought of approaching a stranger in such a state was terrifying, but the prospect of failing was even worse. She knew the boys wouldn’t be lenient if she didn’t go through with it. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she searched for an exit strategy.
A sudden idea struck her, a way to maintain some semblance of control in this out-of-control situation. "What if I get a stranger to come here instead?" she suggested, her voice still shaking but with a hint of defiance.
Ethan and Carter looked at each other, surprised by her boldness. "Interesting," Ethan mused, stroking his chin. "But it has to be a real stranger. Someone you haven't met before."
Riley's mind raced as she contemplated her options. Then it hit her—pizza delivery. It was a stroke of genius. "Fine," she agreed, her voice steadier now. "I'll order a pizza, and when it arrives, I'll ask the delivery person to take a photo with me."
The boys looked at each other, considering her proposal. "Alright," Ethan said, his smirk morphing into a grin. "But you have to make sure the delivery person sees everything."
Riley nodded, her mind racing. She quickly grabbed her phone from the bedside table and opened the pizza app, her hands trembling slightly. The mundane act of ordering food seemed almost surreal in her current state of undress and heightened arousal. She tapped in her order, choosing the cheapest option to avoid any unnecessary delays, and added a note for the delivery person to hurry. She couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and dread building up in her stomach.
She waited, her body still humming with need, the scent of their cum in the air acting as a potent aphrodisiac. It was a reminder of her recent degradation and her body's willing response, and it filled her with a confusing cocktail of shame and excitement. Each minute that ticked by was an eternity, her anticipation building with every second. Her skin felt electric, sensitive to the slightest touch, and she couldn't help but feel like a live wire waiting to be connected.
Finally, the knock came. The sound was loud and clear, echoing through the room like a gunshot, making her jump. Her heart pounded in her chest, the reality of what she had to do setting in. She took a deep breath and padded over to the door, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet. She knew they were watching her every move, their eyes like lasers boring into her naked back.
Her hand hovered over the doorknob, her breath shallow and fast. She steeled herself for what was about to happen. As she turned the knob, she couldn't help but wonder what the delivery person would think when they saw her, standing there, naked and exposed. She took a moment to compose herself, her hand shaking slightly as she pulled the door open.
The delivery guy, a college-aged boy with a smattering of acne and a name tag that read 'Todd', looked up from his phone with a start. His eyes widened, and his cheeks flushed as he took in the sight of Riley's bare body. She felt a flash of power, knowing she had the upper hand in this unexpected situation. "Hi," she said sweetly, her voice a siren's call wrapped in innocence. "Could you do me a favor?"
Todd's eyes darted between her and the pizza box in his hand, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. "Uh, sure?" he managed to croak out.
Riley felt a desperate urge to cover herself, but she knew she had to play along. With a coy smile, she stepped aside, allowing Todd a full view of the room and the eager audience behind her. She watched as his eyes widened further, taking in the scene—Ethan and Carter lounging on the bed, their desire for her clear and unfiltered.
Her cheeks burned with a blend of embarrassment and excitement as she took the pizza from him, her breasts brushing against his arm. "Could you come in for a second?" she asked, her voice softer than she intended. "We're playing a game, and I need your help."
Todd stepped into the room, his eyes darting around as he tried to process what was happening. Riley could see the war in his eyes—the struggle between his shock and his burgeoning arousal. She took a deep breath and closed the door, her heart hammering in her chest. Despite her shyness, she knew she had to push through. She had to complete this task.
With a casual grace she didn't feel, Riley turned to face the group, the pizza box in her hand serving as a makeshift shield. "Alright," she announced, "now for the grand finale." She set the pizza down on the nearest table and turned to face Todd, her eyes meeting his. "Could you take a photo with me?"
Todd's eyes widened even further, and he looked at the guys for some kind of explanation. Ethan and Carter nodded encouragingly, their smirks telling him that this was all part of the fun. "C'mon," Riley urged, taking his hand and leading him closer to the bed. "It'll be quick, I promise."
Todd's gaze was glued to her body, his pupils dilated with desire. "Uh, sure?" he stuttered, clearly overwhelmed.
Ethan, noticing Todd's unease, sailed over to them with the confidence of a shark in a feeding frenzy. "Why don't I take the picture?" he offered, snatching Riley's phone from her trembling hand.
Riley nodded, relief washing over her. The idea of someone else being in charge of capturing this moment of vulnerability was slightly less terrifying. "Okay," she murmured, her voice thick with anticipation.
Ethan positioned them, his hands firm but gentle as he directed her to stand with one leg slightly bent, her hand resting on her hip. He told Todd to stand closer, making sure that Riley's naked body was fully exposed. She could feel the heat from the stranger's body, his nervous energy radiating against her. She took a deep breath, trying to focus on the task at hand, trying to ignore the burning need between her legs.
"Now, smile," Ethan instructed, holding up the phone. Riley forced a smile, her teeth clenched, as the flash went off, capturing the moment forever. The room was silent except for the sound of the camera's shutter, a stark contrast to the chaos of emotions swirling inside her. She felt a strange sense of accomplishment and fear all at once.
Todd's eyes remained glued to her body, his breathing shallow. "Th-thank you," Riley stuttered, releasing his hand and taking a step back. She grabbed the pizza box, using it as a barricade between them, and tried to compose herself. The smell of cheese and pepperoni did little to distract from the scent of sex and sweat that lingered in the air.
"You're welcome," Todd managed to choke out, his voice barely audible. His gaze darted between Riley, the pizza, and the other guys, still trying to make sense of what had just happened. "I-I should go," he stammered, turning to make his escape.
Ethan and Carter exchanged amused glances as they watched Todd bumble his way out of the room. "Well, that went about as well as we could have hoped," Ethan said with a chuckle.
Riley felt a wave of relief wash over her as the door closed behind Todd, but it was quickly replaced by a new emotion: shame. She couldn't believe how many people had now seen her private parts. She thought back to when she was a young girl, her mother's stern voice echoing in her mind, "Never show your privates to anyone, Riley. It's not appropriate." Those words now seemed like a distant memory, almost comical in the face of the erotic circus she'd become a part of.
Shaking off the shame, she turned to face Ethan and Carter. "Well," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt, "that was...quite the experience."
"Quite the experience indeed," Ethan agreed, his eyes lingering on her naked body. "And now that you've completed your final task, it's time for you to earn your reward." He took a step closer, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper. "Do you know what that is, Riley?"
She bit her lip, her heart racing. She knew exactly what her reward was, but hearing it spoken aloud made it feel more real, more immediate. "An orgasm?" she managed to croak out, her voice barely audible.
"That's right," Ethan murmured, his eyes darkening with desire. "You've been a good girl, Riley. You deserve it."
Her legs trembled as she lowered herself onto the plush carpet, the fibers tickling her bare skin. The coolness of the floor was a stark contrast to the heat emanating from her body. She lay there, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment and anticipation.
Ethan and Carter's eyes devoured her, their desire obvious as they approached her. She felt a thrill run through her as they positioned themselves on either side of her, their bodies looming over hers like twin deities of lust. She knew what was coming, but the reality was so much more intense than anything she could have imagined.
"You can start now," Ethan said, his voice a smooth caress that sent shivers down her spine. She took a deep breath and let her hand drift down her body, her fingertips grazing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh before delving into the wetness that awaited her. Her eyes remained locked on theirs, the unspoken challenge in their gazes fueling her.
Her hand began to move in slow, deliberate circles, the sensation of her own touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel their eyes on her, watching every move she made, their breathing growing heavier as she grew more aroused. Her cheeks burned, but she didn't look away, the power dynamics of the situation only increasing her desire.
Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to fully succumb to the sensation. The sound of her own breathing filled her ears, each inhale and exhale a symphony of need. Her fingertips danced over her clit, her other hand reaching up to fondle her breast, pinching her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, but it was no use. The sound slipped out, a sweet surrender to the pleasure she had been craving all evening.
As she grew more and more lost in the moment, she couldn't help but remember the feeling of her own fingers delving into her tight, unexplored back passage earlier that day. The thought sent a bolt of electricity through her, and she found her other hand instinctively wandering down to her anus, her index finger lightly pressing against the sensitive skin. She gasped, the sensation both foreign and exhilarating.
Her eyes remained squeezed shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she slowly pushed her finger inside herself. The initial resistance gave way to a delicious stretching feeling, and she moaned aloud, the sound of her pleasure music to Ethan and Carter's ears. They watched, entranced, as she touched herself in a way that was both innocent and depraved, a dance of curiosity and desire.
Suddenly, she heard it—the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Her eyes flew open, and she looked up to see both Ethan and Carter with their pants around their ankles, stroking themselves furiously. Their eyes were glued to her, their expressions a mix of hunger and admiration. The sight of them taking their pleasure from her was like a match thrown into a pool of gasoline, igniting a fresh wave of arousal that consumed her.
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched their hands move in a silent rhythm, each stroke a silent demand for her to continue her performance. The sight of their erections was like nothing she had ever seen before—so powerful, so raw, so...hypnotizing. Her own hand slowed for just a moment, the realization of their desire for her making her feel more exposed than ever.
And then it happened. The pleasure built up inside her like a crescendo, a symphony of sensations that she could no longer ignore. Her hand began to move faster, her breath coming in ragged pants. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she could feel the first tremors of her orgasm beginning to take hold.
Her body tensed, and she braced herself for the release she had been denied for so long. A spurt of warmth hit her belly, and she gasped, her eyes flying open to see Carter standing over her, his hand still moving up and down his shaft. His eyes were squeezed shut, his expression one of pure ecstasy as he emptied himself onto her.
The shock of it, the feeling of his hot cum on her skin, sent her over the edge. She felt her muscles contract around her own fingers, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. The world around her became a blur of color and sound as she succumbed to the intense pleasure that had been building all evening.
Her eyes snapped back to Ethan, who was watching her with a smug smile, stroking himself with renewed vigor. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs, mixing with the juices from her own arousal. Her body was alive with sensation, and she couldn't help but moan as she felt the last of her climax wash over her.
Ethan's hand moved faster, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. She watched as his face contorted, the muscles in his arms and abdomen tensing. And then, with a final grunt, he too released his load, adding to the sticky mess on her stomach and chest. She felt a strange mix of pride and disgust, knowing she had brought them both to this point.
The room was silent for a moment, the only sound the harsh breathing of the three of them. Riley's hand remained buried between her legs, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. She couldn't believe she had just masturbated in front of them, been covered in their cum. It was the most degrading and arousing experience of her life.
Ethan was the first to move, tucking his now-flaccid penis back into his pants with a smug smile. "Well, Riley," he said, zipping up, "you certainly know how to put on a show."
Carter followed suit, his own member disappearing into his boxers with a wet sound. "Definitely one for the books," he agreed, his eyes lingering on her still-flushed body.
The boys exchanged a knowing look before turning their attention back to Riley, who was now lying in a pool of their cum, her hand still resting on her wet pussy. They wiped their hands clean and began to gather their things, their movements casual as if they hadn't just watched her climax in front of them. "We'll be in touch if Riley needs to perform any more...tasks," Ellie said with a wink, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “And remember, if you show these photos to anyone, the consequences will be severe."
Ethan stepped forward, his cock now hidden away, and offered Riley a hand to help her up. She took it, feeling a surprising warmth in his touch, and allowed him to pull her to her feet. The stickiness between her legs was a constant reminder of what had just transpired, and she felt a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration as she looked into his eyes. "You did good," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
Carter nodded in agreement, tucking his shirt back into his pants and running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, really good," he echoed, his voice slightly hoarse. Riley couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride at their words, despite the degrading nature of the tasks she had been forced to perform.
As the door clicked shut behind them, Claire's cool voice pierced the silence. "Well, Riley, it looks—and smells—like you could use a shower." She stepped closer, her eyes scanning Riley's cum-covered body with a mix of amusement and detachment. Riley's cheeks flamed with embarrassment, and she quickly wiped at the mess with the back of her hand, smearing it further.
With an air of nonchalance, Claire grabbed a plush, terry-cloth robe from the back of a chair and tossed it to her. The fabric unfurled in the air, revealing its vibrant blue color against the stark white of the room. It was like a lifeline thrown to a drowning woman, and Riley caught it gratefully, pulling it around her shaking body. The softness of the material was a stark contrast to the stickiness that clung to her skin, and she tied the sash tightly, feeling a small sense of modesty restored.
"Come on," Claire said, her tone more gentle than it had been all evening. "Let's get you cleaned up."
Riley nodded, still trying to process the whirlwind of emotions that swirled through her. “I’ll take her to the shower,” Claire said to Ellie and Aria, her voice low and firm. The other girls nodded, their eyes never leaving Riley’s humiliated form.
The walk down the hall to the dorm bathroom felt like an eternity, each step echoing in her ears like a drumbeat of shame. She was keenly aware of the cum drying on her skin, the sticky residue a constant reminder of her degradation. Claire walked ahead of her, her footsteps quick and sure, as if she hadn’t just witnessed—and played a part in—Riley’s most intimate moments.
Riley's heart sank, but she knew better than to argue. She waited, her body still pulsing with need, as they whispered to each other. The anticipation was almost unbearable, her arousal a living thing that demanded to be satiated.
Ethan and Carter exchanged a knowing smile, the air in the room thick with anticipation. "You final task," Ethan announced, his voice a velvety purr that sent a shiver down Riley's spine, "is to get a naked photo with a stranger."
Riley's eyes went wide with shock, her hand hovering over her wetness. "What?" she squeaked, unable to believe what she had just heard.
"You heard us," Carter said, his voice a mix of amusement and challenge. "Your final task for the night is to get a naked photo with someone you don't know."
“You may leave the room if you wish," Ethan began, his smirk widening, "but you must remain naked."
Her heart racing, Riley took a tentative step off the bed, the cool air of the room hitting her exposed skin. The thought of approaching a stranger in such a state was terrifying, but the prospect of failing was even worse. She knew the boys wouldn’t be lenient if she didn’t go through with it. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she searched for an exit strategy.
A sudden idea struck her, a way to maintain some semblance of control in this out-of-control situation. "What if I get a stranger to come here instead?" she suggested, her voice still shaking but with a hint of defiance.
Ethan and Carter looked at each other, surprised by her boldness. "Interesting," Ethan mused, stroking his chin. "But it has to be a real stranger. Someone you haven't met before."
Riley's mind raced as she contemplated her options. Then it hit her—pizza delivery. It was a stroke of genius. "Fine," she agreed, her voice steadier now. "I'll order a pizza, and when it arrives, I'll ask the delivery person to take a photo with me."
The boys looked at each other, considering her proposal. "Alright," Ethan said, his smirk morphing into a grin. "But you have to make sure the delivery person sees everything."
Riley nodded, her mind racing. She quickly grabbed her phone from the bedside table and opened the pizza app, her hands trembling slightly. The mundane act of ordering food seemed almost surreal in her current state of undress and heightened arousal. She tapped in her order, choosing the cheapest option to avoid any unnecessary delays, and added a note for the delivery person to hurry. She couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and dread building up in her stomach.
She waited, her body still humming with need, the scent of their cum in the air acting as a potent aphrodisiac. It was a reminder of her recent degradation and her body's willing response, and it filled her with a confusing cocktail of shame and excitement. Each minute that ticked by was an eternity, her anticipation building with every second. Her skin felt electric, sensitive to the slightest touch, and she couldn't help but feel like a live wire waiting to be connected.
Finally, the knock came. The sound was loud and clear, echoing through the room like a gunshot, making her jump. Her heart pounded in her chest, the reality of what she had to do setting in. She took a deep breath and padded over to the door, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet. She knew they were watching her every move, their eyes like lasers boring into her naked back.
Her hand hovered over the doorknob, her breath shallow and fast. She steeled herself for what was about to happen. As she turned the knob, she couldn't help but wonder what the delivery person would think when they saw her, standing there, naked and exposed. She took a moment to compose herself, her hand shaking slightly as she pulled the door open.
The delivery guy, a college-aged boy with a smattering of acne and a name tag that read 'Todd', looked up from his phone with a start. His eyes widened, and his cheeks flushed as he took in the sight of Riley's bare body. She felt a flash of power, knowing she had the upper hand in this unexpected situation. "Hi," she said sweetly, her voice a siren's call wrapped in innocence. "Could you do me a favor?"
Todd's eyes darted between her and the pizza box in his hand, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. "Uh, sure?" he managed to croak out.
Riley felt a desperate urge to cover herself, but she knew she had to play along. With a coy smile, she stepped aside, allowing Todd a full view of the room and the eager audience behind her. She watched as his eyes widened further, taking in the scene—Ethan and Carter lounging on the bed, their desire for her clear and unfiltered.
Her cheeks burned with a blend of embarrassment and excitement as she took the pizza from him, her breasts brushing against his arm. "Could you come in for a second?" she asked, her voice softer than she intended. "We're playing a game, and I need your help."
Todd stepped into the room, his eyes darting around as he tried to process what was happening. Riley could see the war in his eyes—the struggle between his shock and his burgeoning arousal. She took a deep breath and closed the door, her heart hammering in her chest. Despite her shyness, she knew she had to push through. She had to complete this task.
With a casual grace she didn't feel, Riley turned to face the group, the pizza box in her hand serving as a makeshift shield. "Alright," she announced, "now for the grand finale." She set the pizza down on the nearest table and turned to face Todd, her eyes meeting his. "Could you take a photo with me?"
Todd's eyes widened even further, and he looked at the guys for some kind of explanation. Ethan and Carter nodded encouragingly, their smirks telling him that this was all part of the fun. "C'mon," Riley urged, taking his hand and leading him closer to the bed. "It'll be quick, I promise."
Todd's gaze was glued to her body, his pupils dilated with desire. "Uh, sure?" he stuttered, clearly overwhelmed.
Ethan, noticing Todd's unease, sailed over to them with the confidence of a shark in a feeding frenzy. "Why don't I take the picture?" he offered, snatching Riley's phone from her trembling hand.
Riley nodded, relief washing over her. The idea of someone else being in charge of capturing this moment of vulnerability was slightly less terrifying. "Okay," she murmured, her voice thick with anticipation.
Ethan positioned them, his hands firm but gentle as he directed her to stand with one leg slightly bent, her hand resting on her hip. He told Todd to stand closer, making sure that Riley's naked body was fully exposed. She could feel the heat from the stranger's body, his nervous energy radiating against her. She took a deep breath, trying to focus on the task at hand, trying to ignore the burning need between her legs.
"Now, smile," Ethan instructed, holding up the phone. Riley forced a smile, her teeth clenched, as the flash went off, capturing the moment forever. The room was silent except for the sound of the camera's shutter, a stark contrast to the chaos of emotions swirling inside her. She felt a strange sense of accomplishment and fear all at once.
Todd's eyes remained glued to her body, his breathing shallow. "Th-thank you," Riley stuttered, releasing his hand and taking a step back. She grabbed the pizza box, using it as a barricade between them, and tried to compose herself. The smell of cheese and pepperoni did little to distract from the scent of sex and sweat that lingered in the air.
"You're welcome," Todd managed to choke out, his voice barely audible. His gaze darted between Riley, the pizza, and the other guys, still trying to make sense of what had just happened. "I-I should go," he stammered, turning to make his escape.
Ethan and Carter exchanged amused glances as they watched Todd bumble his way out of the room. "Well, that went about as well as we could have hoped," Ethan said with a chuckle.
Riley felt a wave of relief wash over her as the door closed behind Todd, but it was quickly replaced by a new emotion: shame. She couldn't believe how many people had now seen her private parts. She thought back to when she was a young girl, her mother's stern voice echoing in her mind, "Never show your privates to anyone, Riley. It's not appropriate." Those words now seemed like a distant memory, almost comical in the face of the erotic circus she'd become a part of.
Shaking off the shame, she turned to face Ethan and Carter. "Well," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt, "that was...quite the experience."
"Quite the experience indeed," Ethan agreed, his eyes lingering on her naked body. "And now that you've completed your final task, it's time for you to earn your reward." He took a step closer, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper. "Do you know what that is, Riley?"
She bit her lip, her heart racing. She knew exactly what her reward was, but hearing it spoken aloud made it feel more real, more immediate. "An orgasm?" she managed to croak out, her voice barely audible.
"That's right," Ethan murmured, his eyes darkening with desire. "You've been a good girl, Riley. You deserve it."
Her legs trembled as she lowered herself onto the plush carpet, the fibers tickling her bare skin. The coolness of the floor was a stark contrast to the heat emanating from her body. She lay there, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment and anticipation.
Ethan and Carter's eyes devoured her, their desire obvious as they approached her. She felt a thrill run through her as they positioned themselves on either side of her, their bodies looming over hers like twin deities of lust. She knew what was coming, but the reality was so much more intense than anything she could have imagined.
"You can start now," Ethan said, his voice a smooth caress that sent shivers down her spine. She took a deep breath and let her hand drift down her body, her fingertips grazing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh before delving into the wetness that awaited her. Her eyes remained locked on theirs, the unspoken challenge in their gazes fueling her.
Her hand began to move in slow, deliberate circles, the sensation of her own touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel their eyes on her, watching every move she made, their breathing growing heavier as she grew more aroused. Her cheeks burned, but she didn't look away, the power dynamics of the situation only increasing her desire.
Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to fully succumb to the sensation. The sound of her own breathing filled her ears, each inhale and exhale a symphony of need. Her fingertips danced over her clit, her other hand reaching up to fondle her breast, pinching her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, but it was no use. The sound slipped out, a sweet surrender to the pleasure she had been craving all evening.
As she grew more and more lost in the moment, she couldn't help but remember the feeling of her own fingers delving into her tight, unexplored back passage earlier that day. The thought sent a bolt of electricity through her, and she found her other hand instinctively wandering down to her anus, her index finger lightly pressing against the sensitive skin. She gasped, the sensation both foreign and exhilarating.
Her eyes remained squeezed shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she slowly pushed her finger inside herself. The initial resistance gave way to a delicious stretching feeling, and she moaned aloud, the sound of her pleasure music to Ethan and Carter's ears. They watched, entranced, as she touched herself in a way that was both innocent and depraved, a dance of curiosity and desire.
Suddenly, she heard it—the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Her eyes flew open, and she looked up to see both Ethan and Carter with their pants around their ankles, stroking themselves furiously. Their eyes were glued to her, their expressions a mix of hunger and admiration. The sight of them taking their pleasure from her was like a match thrown into a pool of gasoline, igniting a fresh wave of arousal that consumed her.
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched their hands move in a silent rhythm, each stroke a silent demand for her to continue her performance. The sight of their erections was like nothing she had ever seen before—so powerful, so raw, so...hypnotizing. Her own hand slowed for just a moment, the realization of their desire for her making her feel more exposed than ever.
And then it happened. The pleasure built up inside her like a crescendo, a symphony of sensations that she could no longer ignore. Her hand began to move faster, her breath coming in ragged pants. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she could feel the first tremors of her orgasm beginning to take hold.
Her body tensed, and she braced herself for the release she had been denied for so long. A spurt of warmth hit her belly, and she gasped, her eyes flying open to see Carter standing over her, his hand still moving up and down his shaft. His eyes were squeezed shut, his expression one of pure ecstasy as he emptied himself onto her.
The shock of it, the feeling of his hot cum on her skin, sent her over the edge. She felt her muscles contract around her own fingers, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. The world around her became a blur of color and sound as she succumbed to the intense pleasure that had been building all evening.
Her eyes snapped back to Ethan, who was watching her with a smug smile, stroking himself with renewed vigor. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs, mixing with the juices from her own arousal. Her body was alive with sensation, and she couldn't help but moan as she felt the last of her climax wash over her.
Ethan's hand moved faster, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. She watched as his face contorted, the muscles in his arms and abdomen tensing. And then, with a final grunt, he too released his load, adding to the sticky mess on her stomach and chest. She felt a strange mix of pride and disgust, knowing she had brought them both to this point.
The room was silent for a moment, the only sound the harsh breathing of the three of them. Riley's hand remained buried between her legs, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. She couldn't believe she had just masturbated in front of them, been covered in their cum. It was the most degrading and arousing experience of her life.
Ethan was the first to move, tucking his now-flaccid penis back into his pants with a smug smile. "Well, Riley," he said, zipping up, "you certainly know how to put on a show."
Carter followed suit, his own member disappearing into his boxers with a wet sound. "Definitely one for the books," he agreed, his eyes lingering on her still-flushed body.
The boys exchanged a knowing look before turning their attention back to Riley, who was now lying in a pool of their cum, her hand still resting on her wet pussy. They wiped their hands clean and began to gather their things, their movements casual as if they hadn't just watched her climax in front of them. "We'll be in touch if Riley needs to perform any more...tasks," Ellie said with a wink, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “And remember, if you show these photos to anyone, the consequences will be severe."
Ethan stepped forward, his cock now hidden away, and offered Riley a hand to help her up. She took it, feeling a surprising warmth in his touch, and allowed him to pull her to her feet. The stickiness between her legs was a constant reminder of what had just transpired, and she felt a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration as she looked into his eyes. "You did good," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
Carter nodded in agreement, tucking his shirt back into his pants and running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, really good," he echoed, his voice slightly hoarse. Riley couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride at their words, despite the degrading nature of the tasks she had been forced to perform.
As the door clicked shut behind them, Claire's cool voice pierced the silence. "Well, Riley, it looks—and smells—like you could use a shower." She stepped closer, her eyes scanning Riley's cum-covered body with a mix of amusement and detachment. Riley's cheeks flamed with embarrassment, and she quickly wiped at the mess with the back of her hand, smearing it further.
With an air of nonchalance, Claire grabbed a plush, terry-cloth robe from the back of a chair and tossed it to her. The fabric unfurled in the air, revealing its vibrant blue color against the stark white of the room. It was like a lifeline thrown to a drowning woman, and Riley caught it gratefully, pulling it around her shaking body. The softness of the material was a stark contrast to the stickiness that clung to her skin, and she tied the sash tightly, feeling a small sense of modesty restored.
"Come on," Claire said, her tone more gentle than it had been all evening. "Let's get you cleaned up."
Riley nodded, still trying to process the whirlwind of emotions that swirled through her. “I’ll take her to the shower,” Claire said to Ellie and Aria, her voice low and firm. The other girls nodded, their eyes never leaving Riley’s humiliated form.
The walk down the hall to the dorm bathroom felt like an eternity, each step echoing in her ears like a drumbeat of shame. She was keenly aware of the cum drying on her skin, the sticky residue a constant reminder of her degradation. Claire walked ahead of her, her footsteps quick and sure, as if she hadn’t just witnessed—and played a part in—Riley’s most intimate moments.
Re: The Unraveling (New 6/30)
How did you all like the chapters with the boys?
They may someday make a return appearance. Any other feedback or ideas for this story?
They may someday make a return appearance. Any other feedback or ideas for this story?
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Re: The Unraveling (New 6/30)
Honestly, since you asked, the chapters with the boys were well written, however, the story lost something significant when the girls left and you put the boys in charge. You spent a great deal of time developing the female characters from the beginning and throughout most of the story so naturally that is where many of your readers' affection now lies. A certain level of trust and understanding was created with the girls and Riley and then out of nowhere, Ethan and Carter basically took over without any foreshadowing ahead of time. Their conduct and the risks Riley was taking seemed implausible given personality of Riley up to that point.
If the scenes with the boys took place WITH the girls present and directing the action, it would not only been more consistent but much more enjoyable in my humble opinion. The boys having independent control seems like too many dominant people in an already established and intricate plot. I'll be glad when the girls resume control.
That is just my opinion, since you asked. You, as an author, need to write what tickles your fancy and take the story where your creativity leads you. I am enjoying the story so far and look forward to more.
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I really appreciate all your hard work in the story. I think the boys chapters were good but I do think it may have been interesting if one or both were in the same predicament or similar as Riley along side her rather than controlling her. Looking forward to seeing Lilly again. Wouldn’t mind the bitches in charge getting some karma at some point as well. Keep writing that’s the key.
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Reread the chapters with the boys. You started real strong, but the last chapter wasn’t your strongest in this story. If it was for me the boys don’t come back. You are more stronger with girl to girl action/humiliation. But you gave it a shot and it didn’t completely fail. Writing is also trying and as long as you are satisfied with the outcome it is good.
You wrote earlier that you have much more ideas for Riley so you get back stronger. Keep up the great story Emily
You wrote earlier that you have much more ideas for Riley so you get back stronger. Keep up the great story Emily
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