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Part 8: Hot Night

Then she felt Everly shudder from on top of her and in the same instant, something warm filled her vagina, leaking out from around his shaft. The cum emptied from her hole when he took it out with a sickeningly wet slorp. He still wasn't done. His head ducked between her legs and she could feel his tongue caressing her pussy, eating her out. It tickled, and she twitched forcefully but his hands had her legs pinned down.

Once he had licked her clean, for the most part, he lifted his head and fingered there instead. She could feel his fingertips brushing against her asshole until he took to rubbing around her wet clit, bringing her ever closer to a climax.
Then the orgasm finally came and waves of what Marilynn hated to call pleasure washed over her. She bit her lip to conceal her moans and shut her eyes, face burning. She felt filthy in all kinds of ways.

Everly had gotten off her to make way for Davis, and in the moment he took to adjust, she became hyperaware of her sweaty back and wet hair clinging to the pillows. Then he rolled her onto her front and lifted her ass in the air, and before she could process what he was about to do, he slammed his cock deep into her anus, harder than Everly's first stroke had been. She gasped for air and he pulled away and slammed down again, his balls slapping against her ass. The mattress squeaked. He seemed to have experience.

Davis pounded faster, each time hollowing her out and filling her with his dick instead. She flinched at each of his hard thrusts that penetrated deep inside her. Her asshole was stretched to its limits, but even so, it had to be the most painful thing ever when Davis drew his cock out, spewing a stream of his milky semen all over her, dripping down her back and some landing on her neck.

He turned her over again and plunged his member into her pussy with the same amount of force. A tear crept down the side of her face. He grunted as his hips repeatedly slammed into hers until her vagina felt raw; then they both came, and this time, she couldn't contain her moans.

Everly was about to have another turn when, in a haze, she thought he was going to shove his cock down her throat when he held it near her face. Davis, however, pushed him back and said, "She's not ready yet."

Everly scowled and snapped, "What? Why wouldn't she be?"

Breathlessly, Davis replied, "I don't think she can deepthroat. She might choke."

The other shrugged, slid his member into her and began pounding mercilessly. She was hardly struggling now, spent from the powerful orgasms that racked her body. By the third time it happened, the pain from it overshadowed the vast waves of pleasure spilling onto the bedsheets.

The remainder of the night was blurred into oblivion by the amount of discomfort after every fuck. When they finally stopped, she was still trapped in between them under the damp covers, sweat in her hair, still wet from the shower; sticky cum drying on her back, saliva and even blood on her thighs. She felt physically ill, and her arms were sore as hell and chafed from the ropes.

It was a hot night, to say the least.

~ DAY 7 ~

Marilynn hardly dared to move when she first opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Everly's resting face squashed against the pillow, breathing peacefully, black hair mussed in all sorts of directions. For the briefest of moments, she felt a rush of desire seeing his pink lips, his clear skin, his jawline and perfect nose, and the elegant arch of his dark eyebrows.

She almost thought of him as being at the same level as a celebrity, if it hadn't been for the things he'd done and the words he'd said to her. She felt like they had both fallen so far ever since he had come into this bedroom for the first time.

Marilynn disentangled her arms from his and pulled the sheets over her shoulders. Her fetters had come loose in the night and were lying on the floor like knotted, tangled snakes. Davis wasn't in the room, but she could smell something like breakfast cooking from through the doorway. She turned over to look at the wall, the gentle sunlight lapping at her face not even able to make her feel something again. Cum from the three of them had mixed and dried on her front, and her eyes felt itchy from the many tears of the night before.

She started to take the covers off and get up, but when Everly showed signs of stirring, Marilynn quickly pulled them back over herself and shut her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

She heard him stretch and stand up then go to her side of the bed. She could feel him standing over her in silence until his hand brushed her cheek with an almost gentle touch, then he walked away.