“Yes, I want to do this. I trust you and Jelani to keep me safe.”
A small grin curled up the side of his lips almost as if he was a spider who caught her in his web. In fact, that might have been a more truthful comparison. She felt moment of panic at her decision.
“Good girl.” He brushed a few strands of the rope against her cheek and down her neck. The natural fibers against her skin distracted her thoughts, and she felt her concern recede. She wanted to know what his ropes would feel like against her skin.
“Take off your top, please.”
While his words were polite, the smile had disappeared from his face, and that intensity was back threefold. She slowly pulled her tank top off over her head, feeling her hair drift down her back as it cleared the neckline of the garment
A soft snick distracted her, and she turned to look at Jelani, who stood there with his camera up. Firm fingers wrapped around her jaw and he gently moved her face back so that she was looking at Marcario again. “Don’t worry about him. I want your attention on how you feel. Think about the ropes and how they feel against your skin.”
Soft music started in the background, the melody haunting and romantic at the same time. Marcario’s hand drifted along her jaw and down the line of her throat. Skirting along the edge of her breasts, he reached for her wrist and then stepped behind her, bringing her arms back. He placed each of her hands high on her inner arms, just below her inner elbows. “I want you to hold your hands there, Jess. Are you still comfortable?”
“Yes.” Looking down she noticed that holding her arms like this, her breasts pushed out and looked fuller. Part of her had hoped that she would be nude during this. It added an element of exposure that intrigued her. She would have picked a prettier bra if she knew it was going to stay on.
Marcario’s large hands caressed her shoulders and she felt the first rope wrapped around her arms, securing them together above her wrists. His fingers stayed between her skin and the rope so that when he finished she could move ever so slightly but was still secured. Her limited movement reminded her that she was truly putting herself at his mercy.
“Still okay?” Marcario whispered the words into her ear, reassuring her that he still paid attention to her.
“I’m good.” He moved and she felt him wrapping it around her upper arms and then again around the other wrist and arm. There was a sensuality to feeling the rope run along her skin that she hadn’t anticipated. A long caress and then his large, warm hand was back, running along her arm.
He slid his arms across her chest and jerked him back against his body. Her breath caught when her shoulders hit his chest. He held her there for a moment, and then she felt a metallic edge slide along her skin. She glanced down and saw a pair of scissors in his hand. He snipped one bra strap and then the other.
He unhooked the back and pulled the material from her body, tossing it somewhere out of view. Stepping in front of her, he wrapped a crimson rope around the upper portion of her chest, crisscrossing it along her back and breasts. He moved around her as he worked. She felt the jute press into her skin, firm and tight. More ropes encased her torso, as if he was hugging her all over. Her breasts ached for his touch. If Jelani was to flick his tongue over her nipples right now, she thought she might actually come from the brief touch.
Marcario moved around her as he worked, concentrating on the exact placement of the ropes on her skin, his expression so darkly passionate that she felt like the sexiest woman alive. She squirmed, but the ropes held her tight. Her pussy throbbed and she could feel herself growing wetter. Would he fuck her like this? The thought rolled around in her head like an obsession. She could imagine being stretched out like this on the right bed. Marcario behind her, his granite-hard cock pushing into her aching cunt while Jelani’s meaty cock slipped between her lips. She could almost taste him on her tongue and wanted desperately to have it in reality.
She blinked, realizing that her eyes had been closed. Jelani stood in front of her. He looked as hungry as a wolf who hadn’t had a meal all winter. When he stepped closer and kissed her, she pulled at her arms, wanting to touch his skin, but the knots prevented her from moving. Jelani traced the pattern of ropes along her chest, pausing to run his knuckles along her tight nipples.
The gentle abrasion sent white-hot sparks straight to her pussy. “More!” The word came out needy and not like the demand she wanted to give him.
She heard the soft snick of a camera shutter and she opened her eyes again.
“Soon, gorgeous.” He whispered into her ear and then she felt him wrap something over her eyes.
“What’s that for?”
“I want you to concentrate on how you are feeling. We’ll never leave you like this.”
But you will leave. Jessica banished the little voice that threatened her composure. She would worry about forever tomorrow.
Ropes snaked their way around her body as the classical music grew in intensity. Someone’s hands rested on her shoulders while something happened above her head. She would have looked up, but didn’t really care about that moment. An incredible, blissful sensation pulled at her. Jelani’s scent wrapped around her and she leaned slightly forward, placing her cheek against his chest. His shirt was unbuttoned and she nuzzled it apart, pressing her lips against the soft dusting of hair there. She tugged at her arms, annoyed that she couldn’t touch him. His hands didn’t stray from her shoulders as she went up on her tiptoes and nipped at his collarbone.
“Jessica.” His breath brushed her cheek as he whispered. His voice echoed with the longing she felt. She pressed her bound body against his and felt his rock-hard erection pressing against his pants. Swiveling her hips, she used her body to entice him to touch her.
Marcario crowded her from behind and pressed his straining cock against her lower back. Her pussy wept with desire. One touch, that was all it would take, just one and she would fall apart for them.
“Jess.” Marcario rubbed his cheek against the top of her head. “Soon, baby. We’re almost there. You’re being so strong. I’m so proud of you.”
He stepped away and she couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her lips. She felt cold now without their warm bodies around her. Marcario tied a few knots behind her and then ran a rope up between her legs. His knuckles brushed against her swollen pussy and her knees buckled.
“Please,” she begged.
“Fuck me. You’re soaked, Jess.” His words vibrated against her hip. “You’re going to love this.”
He spoke to Jelani in a low tone that she could hardly hear, but then her focus was on the knots that he had tied into the rope on either side of her clit. She could move, but not enough to get the friction she needed to get the relief she was desperate for.
He moved quickly, lifting her one leg up at the knee. He placed her foot on something and opened her wide as he wrapped the ropes around her leg, binding her calf to her thigh. He gripped the ropes at her back and more hands supported her torso as she felt herself lifted off the ground. The hands lifted away and she floated in the air. It was an incredible feeling, as if she was in a dream. Hands caressed her skin and the ropes that bound her hugged her body tightly. She felt her hair drift around her head, caress her cheeks. Then he was there. Twisting her hair, binding it, gently pulling the strands back and up. She felt the rope wrap around the length and then her face lifted by the pressure of her hair. Large, callused hands wrapped over her cheeks.
“Jess, are we good?” The words floated around her thoughts for a moment until she remembered to answer.
“Good.”
A gentle push on her shoulder and her body gently floated on an imaginary breeze. She felt as though she could fly here forever. Drifting on the wind. The rope between her legs shifted slightly and she felt the most incredible pressure against her clit. She wriggled against the binding and tried to get the purchase she needed to rub the way she wanted, but the ties wouldn’t allow her. She was at their mercy.
Her wo
rld tilted and she felt the ropes on her legs loosen. Marcario’s hands were rougher then Jelani’s so when she felt someone guiding her foot to the floor she knew who it was. Thankfully the hands at her hips stopped her from resting completely on her arms. She wasn’t certain her legs could hold her. She ached, needing to feel more of their touch. Now that she was upright she could shift her weight and press her thighs together, pushing the knot along her pussy as if she was fucking herself. Every time she shifted her weight, she felt the knots rub on either side of her clit.
“Hurry the fuck up, Marcario.” Jelani’s voice sounded harsh and angry.
The scarf was removed and she opened her eyes and looked up into his dark gaze.
* * * *
Jessica’s eyes fluttered open and he looked up at him. They looked so big and innocent except for the heat he saw burning in them. Her body dripped cream in anticipation of their touch. Never had he witnessed a woman sink so deeply into rope space. She looked like a serene angel suspended there. An innocent angel sent to be ravaged by the two of them.
The blood in his cock pounded to the rapid beat of his heart. He knew that Marcario wasn’t doing much better. What they thought might be a light, fun session turned into something much more intense. Jelani watched it all through the lens of his camera, when he didn’t need to help support her. Her body dripped with need and she rubbed herself against him. The only thing the stopped him was that he wanted to get pictures of the rope marks on her skin. The cotton rope between her legs were soaked and looked darker than before they started. He knew Marcario wouldn’t risk using jute or hemp on her delicate parts. Linen wouldn’t do any damage. Considering how wet she was, she might not have noticed anyway.
Marcario untied her and slipped his knots from her body quickly. While she was suspended, he had laid out a few large, thick blankets under her, creating a nest for her to drop into. Once the rigging was undone he helped lower her into Marcario’s waiting arms.
Marcario undid her arms, and let them rest on his thighs as he pulled her back against him. He untied the ropes that crisscrossed her chest. Jelani grabbed his camera and snapped picture after picture. He loved to watch the marks unveiled against her creamy skin. Marcario’s expression looked dark and rough next to her soft, pale coloring. It was an intense combination. Jess pulled her legs up and placed them on either side of Marcario’s thighs.
“That’s beautiful, sweetheart,” he murmured as he lowered his body. He knew what shot he wanted to get as Marcario’s fingers played between her drenched pussy lips. Jess reached up and grabbed onto his shoulders. Her body bowed exquisitely and the setting sun bathed the twisted marks on her skin into glowing reminders of pleasure. She writhed in his brother’s arms, her head thrown back in ecstasy as Marcario’s dark head bowed to her neck. It was a breathtaking shot, more beautiful than he’d ever seen before.
He placed the camera on the floor and crawled closer to her. Running his tongue along one of the lines that bisected her breasts, he knelt between her splayed legs and cupped her. Sucking the dark raspberry nipples into his mouth, worshiping her in any way he could. Her hands grabbed into his hair, tugging him upward. She met his lips with a feral kiss of her own. Her body arched, pressing her breasts against his palms. He caressed her tongue with his, nipping at her lips as she whimpered and cried out.
“Oh, please, yes…”
Jelani squeezed her supple mounds and then kissed his way down to her breasts. Marcario continued to manipulate her hot little cunt, and she responded beautifully. Being rigged up there had dissolved all of her shields, and she was reacting in perfect honesty to their ministrations. He stroked his hand along one breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers. He sucked the tight nub of her other breast in his mouth and caught it between his teeth. The extra sensation was what she needed, because she shuddered and hollered out her pleasure.
“You’re beautiful when you come apart like that for us, Jessica.” Marcario stroked his hands over her body, painting her breasts with her own juices. She hummed and writhed back against his chest.
Jelani’s cock felt like it was going to split the front of his pants, and the need to sink into her tight cunt rode him hard. He quickly tore his clothes off and dropped down onto his knees in front of her. His cock stood up hard between his legs, begging for attention.
“Look what you’ve done to Jelani. Better take care of him before he explodes.”
Jessica’s eyes blinked open and looked him over. The grin on her face was pure seductress when she crawled out of his brother’s arms.
“Oh, look at you.” She wrapped her hand around his cock, and the exquisite pleasure that gave him almost had him coming all over. His balls pulled up tight against his body and he had to grip his own cock beneath her hand for a moment. Marcario flopped down next to them and handed him a foil-wrapped condom.
“Do you understand what you do to me, Jessica?” She looked up at him as he rolled the condom over his cock. He wrapped his hands around her waist and dragged her body up his legs. “I don’t think I can live without tasting you again.” He cupped her breasts and sucked her damp nipple into his mouth. Her musky flavor burst over his tongue as his cock tapped at her entrance.
“Put me in, gorgeous.”
She reached down and he felt her angle his cock toward heaven. He cupped her ass as she started to sink down on his length. Her sheath was so wet that he slipped in with almost no effort. Jessica arched back, her breath catching as he sunk deep within her. He gripped her soft ass and lifted her before dropping her down again. The walls of her cunt gripped him almost painfully tight as he rhythmically moved in and out of her.
“Oh, yeah, that’s right, Jessica. Fuck yourself on my cock.” He felt her nails pricking his shoulders as her cries became louder. The muscles surrounding his cock fluttered and teased him as she moved at her own pace. A white-hot tingle started at the base of his spine and wrapped around to his cock, growing in intensity as it pulsed to the tip.
“Oh, Jelani!” Her eyes opened and looked over his shoulder. He knew that Marcario would be sitting behind them watching as she bounced on him.
“That’s right. I’m fucking you while Marcario watches. Just wait until he gets over here and pushes his cock into you.”
He shifted his position so that he lay flat on his back on the floor with Jessica sitting on his cock. Surging hard up into her made her boobs bounce, and he knew his bother would love watching that.
Jessica arched and lifted her hair up, lifting her breasts at the same time as she rotated her hips. She rocked her hips around and his cock ached. She looked like a goddess above him, and he wanted to remember this moment forever. She lifted herself up and then dropped down hard against him.
I love this woman. There wasn’t a shred of doubt in his mind that Marcario did, too, and he was going to do everything he could to convince her. He met her downward stroke this time and picked up the pace. His cock couldn’t be denied any further, and all thoughts disappeared as he fucked her hard, making her holler out his name before exploding deep inside her.
* * * *
Marcario sat back and watched Jess fuck his brother. Her breasts bounced enticingly, and he had to grip his cock to stop himself from shooting on the floor in front of him. She lifted her arms up over her head and arched her body as she gave Jelani one hell of an intimate lap dance. Her skin still carried the marks from his ropes, and every time she arched he fell hard for her. Never had he enjoyed a session so much or had a more responsive woman.
Her hips rocked and he imagined being deep in her ass when she did that. He could almost imagine how tight she would feel around his cock in the position. She was such a passionate creature. He could see the marks on Jelani’s shoulders from here and was eager to feel her use her nails on his skin. Jelani reached the end of his limits and Marcario loved the way her body moved in response. Her skin flushed a pretty pink as her orgasm took her over the edge.
Jelani flopped back, and Jessica
laughed and lay over him for a moment. They traded a couple kisses and then she lifted off Jelani and crawled toward him. Jelani smacked her on the ass as she crawled past, making him grin. Jelani rolled to his side and got up, heading toward the bathroom.
“You enjoy the show, Marcario?”
“Very much.” He sat up, and she got closer and moved between his legs. “I love watching how your body moves when you are fucking my brother.”
Jess reached out and rubbed his erection through his jeans with the heel of her hand. The pressure was so intense, his hips jerked and he thought his eyes might roll back into his head. “Oh, yeah, more, Jess.”
She tugged at the button of his pants, undoing it and slowly unzipping him. He lifted his hips and she pulled his pants and boxers off. He spread his legs and she pressed up between them, wrapping both her hands around his length. Her fingers felt like silk stroking his cock and it jerked in her grasp.
“I love the way you feel.” Her hands stroked him from the tip of his shaft to the base as she rolled his balls in her hand.
“Trust me, beautiful, I love the way you feel, too.”
She grinned and continued to rub him, alternating between long, drawn-out strokes and shorter ones that made his heart pound. He dropped his head back against the cushion on the chair. “Oh god, Jess. You’re good at this.”
“It’s about to get better.” She cooed and then slipped her lips over the head of his cock. Feeling her suck his length deep into her hot, wet mouth pulled a moan from the bottom of his soul. She wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and continued to suck him deep into the back of her throat, making him gasp for air.
He felt his brother tap the side of his leg, so he widened his stance and made room. A moment later, Jess moaned around his cock. “Is Jelani licking that pretty pussy, Jess?”
She nodded and then sucked him deep again as she made little mewing noises around his length. He gripped one hand around the arm of the couch, as he tangled his fingers into her silken hair. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he was reaching his limit. His balls throbbed as she played with them as he gently fucked her mouth. She caught on to the rhythm he liked immediately and yanked all his control away.
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