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flavorcountry · 11 months ago

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I got a cold and watched that Jenny Nicholson video about the Star Wars hotel (it's very good) and fully lost my mind: even after experiencing a comprehensive four-hour deconstruction of why it didn't work for Star Wars, I still think a version of this would absolutely work for Star Trek. Take my hand and walk with me on my journey into madness, where I have infinite money, talent, and team to make it all happen!!

Overall vibe

If you want to make a hotel/resort experience that takes place inside a fake spaceship, I still think Star Trek is the way to go: so much of Star Trek takes place on ships, and we've seen the rooms are pretty nice!! Like the Star Wars one, my Star Trek hotel is also a simulated starship, but with better rooms and more fun stuff to do.

Are you ready for this shit

Can you tell I drew this myself

You'll arrive at Farpoint Station,* where the concierge checks you in and your luggage gets whisked away by station staff. Gift shop's also here. When you're checked in and ready to head to your room, you're brought to one of several transporter rooms. If you never went to the Star Trek Experience at the Vegas Hilton when it was active, I am truly sorry for you, because they had a ride whose boarding process included getting beamed away: you and your pals were herded into a zone where you were clearly meant to board a run-of-the-mill 20th-century simulator ride, and then there were jets of mist and a sound and suddenly you were in a transporter room on board the goddamn USS Enterprise NCC-1701-D. It was fucking magical and I never, ever want it explained to me. Anyway, that's what happens to you at my Star Trek hotel: you step onto a transporter pad and get beamed from Farpoint to a Galaxy-class Federation starship. Exit the transporter room and walk down the ship's corridor to take the turbolifts to Cargo Bay 1, where a "temporary muster point" has been set up (this is where the guest services desks will be), or just follow the lit-up companel signs to your cabin. Yes, it will look like guest quarters aboard the Enterprise-D, more or less — maybe a little smaller — but it'll have the carpet, the plant, the glass coffee table, and most importantly a window that looks out into space.

Or!!! If you booked the resort, keep heading down the hallway and take another turbolift to a different section of the ship where the holodeck entrances are. The holodecks, naturally, are running a Risa program, so you walk through the doors and under the arch and suddenly you're outdoors looking at a beautiful landscape with a pool and whatnot, plus the resort accommodations where the more conventional fancy rooms are, and also the restaurants and entertainment venues, all themed. There's a Quark's. There's a Klingon bar and grill. A Bolian salon/spa. Talaxian arcade?? Nausicaan axe-throwing pit?!?! Come on!!!!!!!!!

Here, have a floor plan

Key learnings

Two things stuck out to me that the Star Wars hotel fucked up that I think the Star Trek version can do better:

🤷‍♀️ LARP too complicated: Give 'em credit where it's due, the Star Wars hotel fucking swung for the fences trying to make a multi-hero story guests could integrate with, but it just didn't work. Technical failures! Possible conceptual flaws! Too much stuff packed into the schedule!

The fix: Just make it mostly a hotel most of the time. One or two weekends a month, there's a two-day fully-immersive LARP adventure that people explicitly book separately, and it's more expensive (more on that later). But at all times, hotel staff will be in uniform with division colors that make sense: concierge and guest relations in red, support and janitorial in gold, teal for any medical personnel. I think that means the people working in food services have to wear that plaid/vest combo the Ten-Forward staff have on, but there are certainly worse outfits.

🌴 No resort: The food at the Star Wars hotel was good, but there was no pool and no other luxury resort type stuff to do. It didn't sound relaxing.

The fix: Putting an actual resort in the Star Trek hotel under the guise of a permanently-running Risan holodeck program. The sheer elegance of it!! When the weather is bad, hotel staff in gold uniforms can make apologetic comments about how the sim's malfunctioning.

Roleplay though

People are going to want to stay onboard the ship. That's good! The thing about the ship cabins is you can build them in maybe two semicircular layers (the rooms will need to be curved because these are quarters onboard the saucer section, naturally) and just bury them underground. They don't need real windows — you're putting screens in that'll show a space view, especially when the ship goes to warp and you can see those rainbow trails. Inside the semicircle there's a lot of space where you can put the other, bigger sets: the bridge, main engineering, Ten-Forward, etc. None of those have real windows either, and also I don't think it matters where you put them physically: just stick a pretend turbolift in front of all the entrances and make guests take those whenever they need to go there! One thing we're also doing is putting little hidden speakers everywhere that put out a small amount of shipboard white noise; it may not even be noticeable on a conscious level, but it'll be there and it'll be soothing. This speaker network is also a great way to make an actual announcement if there's a real park emergency.

During most of the month, I think the bridge and main engineering are mostly just photo ops — maybe you have to book a timeslot? Just so you're guaranteed some time with just you and your buddies? But I also think there should be opportunities for what I'm going to call mini-LARPing: you and your pals can book an hour-long session and the staff trains and then runs you through a short scenario. If you've ever played Artemis or the actual Star Trek VR bridge crew game they put out a while ago, you know where I'm going with this: for however long, you and your friends are now the crew of a genuine-ass Federation starship trying to survive a battle! It's fuckin' Kobayashi Maru time, motherfuckers!! Everyone gets their own station! Lights flicker! Mist shoots out of stuff! The whole bridge shakes! There might be a warp core problem — better call down to main engineering! Whoever's down there gets escape room-style minigames and puzzles to work out and help their shipmates. At some point — and this will happen in every run of every scenario — there'll be a very mist-forward "coolant leak" near the warp core that forces whoever's in the room to duck and roll beneath a descending garage-style blast door before heading up to the bridge to activate their station up there; bonus points if the player can work in a "We lost a lot of good people down there, Captain." Maybe there's an actor in makeup who menaces the crew on the main viewer from time to time (pick beforehand from a list of villains! want to fight Klingons? Romulans? a rogue Borg tactical sphere? etc). Can you see it? I can see it, and it fucking rules.

I must at this point mention that in my world, you can buy an add-on where a camera crew joins you, and they cut up the footage afterward to make you and your pals your very own mini-episode. Yes the editing and post-production are expensive and time-consuming; I'm creating jobs here!!!! Maybe …… okay, hear me out: there's an array of hidden fixed cameras and microphones built discreetly into the set, and also players are issued a combadge with an individual RFID tracker that pings the cams and mics, so they only save footage when a player comes close. After the players are done, a machine algorithm uses the data gathered to assemble a rough timeline of each player's material and create a draft movie that a human editor can pick up and fine-tune. Yeah?? When you check out, you get handed a USB drive that looks like an isolinear chip with your mini movie on it, and maybe another one with all the raw footage just in case you're feeling ambitious!!!!

For one or two other weekends during every month, there's a heavily advertised, much more involved, and way spendier LARP for people who really want to get into it. It takes place over two days. There are lots more actors portraying characters necessary for the plot/gameplay. Don't bother packing for the daytime: all players are issued a uniform they get to keep afterward. Do I have any details on the scenario or RP? I do not. But I fully believe it's possible to construct something you could run over the course of a weekend that would keep a hundred paying guests occupied, amused, and delighted, provided you have a truly ridiculous amount of money and people, which I do because this is utter fantasyland.

Also it probably won't cost six grand. Probably??

Let's gooooooooooooo

The rest of the time — and I cannot stress this enough — the Star Trek hotel is just a very heavily and specifically themed all-inclusive resort that has nice, fancy rooms and luxury amenities plus bookable ship cabins and opportunities for photo shoots or quick one-shot roleplay adventures for the real heads. You don't ever have to enter those latter parts if you don't want to! You can just hang out at the resort and have fun with all the themed entertainment, which I must stress is going to be both in-universe plausible and great, with something for everybody. Yes, there'll be a daycare, and yes, Flotter will be there in some capacity to entertain the kids. The food hall is my favorite part by far; I could pitch you Trek restaurant concepts all day. Romulan gourmet soup stand. Gummi candy store staffed by Ferengi where all the offerings are shaped like alien bugs. A vending machine where you can get a jumja stick or a three-pack of those nutrient pucks Picard and his new friends kept getting in "Allegiance." There will be an entire plant-based food vendor with a wide variety of delicious options for all meals, and it will be run by Vulcans.

A word on the gift shop

Question for you: have you ever watched a Star Trek show and seen a Starfleet officer pull on a jacket or shoulder a duffel bag that had the words "STAR TREK" on it? If so, then friend, I want to know where you get your hallucinogens because I want to experience this exactly once. All of the gift shops on my hotel grounds sell responsibly sourced, highly thought-out, well-made items that would be in-world plausible and have no obvious branding. Of course you can get a hand-carved horga'hn, but let's go bigger. Why not a light-up Tox Uthat for your nightstand? Ressikan flute for you, queen? How about a whole-ass knife store that's nothing but various kinds of Klingon cutlery? There will absolutely be an entire tailor's shop whose whole job is to put you in the Starfleet uniform of your choice; there may or may not be a Cardassian managing the place who's got a 50/50 cheerful/menacing vibe going on. There'll be not one but two stores that sell little models of ships: the regular ones and the gold ones. Don't tell me you can't picture it!!!!!

I think that's about it

Thank you for coming along with me on this bespoke journey into 100% insanity; now can somebody put me in touch with the Star Trek licensing people and also give me a billion dollars to build all this? Okay, thanks a lot!!

For timeline purposes and because it's fun, I'm positing a version of Farpoint that got built after the events of the TNG premiere where the Denebians got their act together and just built a normal surface base without suborning an interstellar lifeform.

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softsunnyy · 2 days ago

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i want u to know that rn i'm a little red ball, giggling and kicking my feet and screaming into my pillow

jack and quinn convincing luke’s innocent gf that she needs their help to learn how to please luke…otherwise he’s going to leave her…and she doesn’t want that right?

well… i think i went a little too far, this is... a lot

this is also written for my sweet @kawhh, who i hope feels better with these 5.7k words.

and my sweet @ruinix, who knows how long it took me to write this

🚨 threesome, oral sex, slapping (face and ass), swallowing cum, cumming on your body, cumming inside you, both at the same damn time and separately, crying, cheating, manipulation, she's too exhausted, but it's all consensual, being fucked stupid, she was a virgin, anal sex, use of babe/baby, idk how many times it says cock/dick and their names 🚨

y´all know, poorly written!!

when Luke confesses that he and you haven't had sex yet, Quinn and Jack react; something inside them goes off. Like an alarm... or the call of an opportunity.

when they hear that you're a virgin, that you're terrified of not being good enough for him and that's why he's waiting and giving you time, it´s like everything is clear. They know what they have to do, and the way they look at each other is enough to know they want the same thing.

they want you.

so when Luke leaves the house, ready to meet up with his friends, they know you'll be alone at home and Jack is the one who texts you.

it surprises you, of course it does, but it makes you anxious to read that he and Quinn wants to talk to you.

did something bad happen? you wonder.

they barely give you time to change your clothes when they get to your house. They texted you when you were ready for your nighttime routine, and now? now you're walking around the house barefoot, in a tank top and your panties, along with your pajama shorts. You prayed your nipples wouldn't show through the shirt, because that would be embarrassing.

when you open the door for them, you can't identify the hungry look in their eyes, and you let yourself be fooled by their small smiles, which relax you a little. Of course, you miss how their eyes took the opportunity to glance at your tits, or how, when you turned to lead them inside, their eyes quickly scanned your entire body.

they were being primitive. It's like all they could think about was that woman.

but is that so bad?

you invite them to sit and they do, leaving a space between them for you to sit, their legs brushing against yours, sharing a bit of their warmth with you, since your legs had gotten a little chilly from the cold when you opened the door.

you offered them something to drink, even something to eat, but they insisted on being fine, so you tried to find out how they were, to find out why they needed to talk to you so urgently.

"is everything okay? you scared me a little with that text," you admitted, looking at Jack for a moment. He smiled, resting one of his hands on your thigh.

"we're just worried. We wanted to know if you were okay," he said, which confused you, making you frown.

"me? why?" you tilted your head, still not paying attention to his hand on your skin, gripping your thigh like it belonged there.

"well, we saw Luke before he went out with his friends, and for a moment, we thought things were kinda bad between you two," Quinn chimed in, and this time you looked up at him, feeling a little small under his gaze, as always. "He looked frustrated, the kind of frustration your girlfriend usually helps you forget, if you know what i mean," he clarified, and you thought about it for a moment, blushing in understanding, quickly looking down and playing with the edges of your shorts.

"did he say anything about me?" you asked, feeling a pit in your stomach, anxiety at the thought that maybe there's a problem and you hadn't realized it.

"nothing too important, but we thought maybe something had happened." Jack's hand stroked your thigh comfortingly, and Quinn's arm wrapped around your shoulders. "You know, we don't want anything to happen. We like you, and we don't want you two to separate. He seems better with you."

there's a tension you can't quite recognize, making you swallow hard, your body tensing, your skin prickling with goosebumps, your instincts on edge.

"do you think i should talk to him? maybe there's something i didn't realize," you say, trying to ignore what you're feeling. Jack's hand moved up just a little.

"well, i think he'd appreciate it more if you surprised him. It would help him get rid of the frustration," Jack said, to which your cheeks flushed even more, embarrassment clouding your mind.

"well... we didn't, we didn't..." you started to say, moving one of your hands as you spoke, trying to make it clear without having to say it. Quinn smiled at that fact, but tried not to let you see it.

"really?" Jack's tone was intense, laced with false surprise that made you feel even smaller and more embarrassed.

"is it because of him?" Quinn chimed in this time, to which you quickly shook your head.

"no, it's me. I've never... done it, and i'm afraid of not being enough for him," you sighed. You never thought that one day you'd be confessing this to your boyfriend's brothers.

"i don't think you could be bad at it," Quinn replied, caressing one of your arms, while Jack's hand moved up your thigh, getting closer and closer to his goal.

"but it's true that he seems to need it," Jack said, looking at you with false sympathy, like he was telling you the revelation you needed. "You know... sometimes you need it too much, and it can be frustrating when you can't have it."

"but he said he'd wait." A pout formed on your lips.

"yeah, well, you don't normally say something that cruel, baby." Quinn lowered his hand down your back, placing it just above your ass.

they can see your desperation, your fear, in your face, and they know they have you where they want you.

"what else can i do?" your voice was small, and you placed your hand on top of Jack's, looking for comfort, affirmation, an answer that would help you be a good girlfriend and stop letting your sweet boy down.

"well, we can help you," Jack replied, squeezing your thigh, confusing you, making you frown.

"what?"

"it sounds horrible, i know, but we know Luke's story. He's told us every single one of his experiences, what he liked, what he didn't like. We can help you."

now you know what they're talking about, and a huge guilt immediately settles in your chest. You want to give yourself to Luke, but you're too terrified of being horrible and that he'll decide to leave you because he can't get what he wants.

"will you let us help you? he'll be delighted, drooling at how good you are," Jack continued, this time his face closer to yours, increasing the tension, making you nervous. Your legs unconsciously tried to close, but his hand on your thigh prevented it. It was then that you noticed how close he was to your pussy, making you swallow with difficulty.

"i don't want to cheat on him, he..."

"he won't know. We're his brothers helping you with a surprise. It's the least we can do," Quinn interrupted you, his hand so close to your ass it's starting to feel overwhelming.

they know you're hesitating, but they also know their words and touches are confusing you, and all it takes is a little push for you to give in. That's when Jack decides to take a chance, using his free hand, placing it on your cheek, caressing it, bringing your face closer to his until his mouth met yours.

you whimpered against his lips, and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue in. You kissed back, your mind clouded. Quinn's hands traveled slowly to touch your tits over your shirt, massaging them, playing with your nipples, which were now visible through the fabric, hard and sensitive.

your back arches as he continues to stimulate them, and your hand leaves Jack's to go to his hair, tangling your fingers in it, gently tugging at it as you tried to keep up with him.

Jack kisses different than Luke; he doesn't have that usual love, but he's still gentle, patient. You know he's in charge, but it doesn't bother you.

Quinn works on your shirt, leaving your tits free, your hard nipples catching the cold air, making you moan against Jack's lips. Quinn plays with one of your tits, but his other hand moves down to your shorts. You wanted to close your legs, but the hand on your thighs prevented it, even opening them a little more.

Quinn's hand touched you first, feeling the heat emanating from your pussy, and began to rub it, making your hips move unconsciously, seeking more friction. It was then that Jack pulled away from your mouth, looking into your eyes, knowing you'd already fallen.

"are you gonna let us help you?" he murmured, close to your face, and you thought about it for a moment, trying to think of the positive side, that you would learn and be the best you could be for Luke. Thinking that at least they´re his brothers.

when you nodded, Jack asked again, wanting to hear your words before continuing. Quinn stopped touching your pussy, equally attentive.

"yes... please, help me," you said, loud enough for both of them to hear.

they both move away from your body, which confuses you, but then Quinn signals for you to stand up, so you do. You finish removing your shirt, leaving it aside.

"kneel in front of us. You're gonna learn how to suffocate on two cocks." Your cheeks turn red again when Jack tells you this, but you obey, getting on your knees, watching as they sat a little closer and pulled down their pants, leaving them only in their underwear.

"you have to finish hardening them. You can touch, kiss, but make sure our cocks are hard before you take them out," Jack ordered, and you tried to follow his instruction. You brought your face down to Quinn's cock, leaving small, wet kisses, feeling how warm his skin is even through the fabric. Your hand went to Jack's bulge, stroking it, rubbing it, leaving small squeezes.

your mouth opened slightly, and you licked the length of it, then kissed again, drawing a gasp from him. Jack placed his hand over yours, guiding you, helping you squeeze his cock just right.

you continued touching them, alternating, placing kisses on Jack's cock and stroking Quinn's. And you could feel how hard they were.

when it was enough, Jack stopped you. "Now take off my underwear." you did as he ordered, pulling down his underwear with his help, watching as his cock rise, proud, veiny, completely hard. Almost instinctively, you leaned in, licking from the base to the tip, then placing a kiss there, drawing a groan from him that was much louder than the previous ones.

"don't forget about me, babe." Quinn caught your attention, and embarrassed, you moved over to him, scraping your knees more. When you removed his underwear, you repeated the process, wanting both to feel equally pleased. He smirked at this, and his hand slapped your face gently, as if to say "good dog." And that made your pussy a little wetter, causing you to try to rub yourself against the floor, looking pathetic and desperate in his eyes.

"come on, you have to keep going," Quinn teased you, to which you nodded, taking his cock in one of your hands, jerking him off slowly. "Put it in your mouth," he ordered, and you obeyed, opening your lips and trying to swallow him completely, which clearly didn't work, causing you to gag and have to pull out, coughing. He laughed at you.

"careful, you can go slow. Remember, we're teaching you," Jack reminded you, so you decided to try again, this time going slower, pushing his cock in inch by inch until you reached your limit. "Good girl," he congratulated you, making you feel strangely proud. "Now move your head, suck, lick. Try to jerk off what doesn't go in, you know how to do it." And that's what you did, trying to do it properly. Quinn helped you by putting a hand in your hair, guiding you to move your head up and down at a faster pace, starting to abuse your throat. Little by little, he began to ignore your moans and your gagging, and he can see you moving your hand to Jack, jerking him off to keep paying attention to him, squeezing him like he'd told you.

strings of your drool trickled down Quinn's cock, and your gagging was now a little more under control. You were getting better at swallowing his cock, and he could cum just from the sight.

"doing so good for me" he complimented you, moving his hips, thrusting into your mouth, making you choke for a moment. After that, you had to pull away, gasping for air, feeling it burn in your lungs, and then you moved, scraping your knees to get closer to Jack, who was waiting for you with a smile.

you swallowed his cock like you were already an expert, bringing your hand to Quinn's dick, spreading your drool all over it as you sucked the cock into your mouth. The sensation clouds your mind; you feel addicted. It feels so good you could hold them in your mouth all day, their full weight on your tongue, destroying your throat, making you choke and gag.

you moved more fiercely, and Jack moaned your name, delighted. Without realizing it, you began to masturbate Quinn a little more vigorously, making his cock throb under your hand, desperately wanting to cum.

"are you gonna swallow it?" Jack looked at you, and you could only stare back at him, your eyes glazed over, your mouth full. "Of course you will, you're gonna be a good girl for me," he said, agitated, and you wanted to nod, tell him that you would be, but you could only let him move his hips, taking his entire cock in, fucking your throat like you could take it, making tears stream down your face and the air stop going to your lungs. Your face starts to turn red and long, thick strips of cum start to fill your tongue, running down your throat as you do your best to swallow without choking.

when he finished cumming, he pulled his cock out of you, and you were able to swallow the rest calmly, sticking out your tongue to show him you obeyed him. He smiled at you, and you were able to move to Quinn, now devouring his cock, desperate to make him cum, to make his dick fill your throat with his fluids. You need it, you want it. Quinn feels overstimulated, moaning at how well you're doing, and that's when he cums, filling your mouth, making you moan with satisfaction, too cockdrunk to think about anything else.

you swallowed everything as you rubbed your pussy against the floor again, leaving a wet patch on both your clothes and the floor. You showed him your tongue so he knew you were good.

"good girl," he complimented you, to which you smiled, feeling warmth in your chest and an overwhelming need to keep receiving their compliments.

"now i want you face down, ass up," Jack ordered, and you nodded. They got up from the couch to give you space, and you settled in. Quinn stood behind you, while Jack stood in front of you, his cock close to your face. "He'll be gentle... or he'll try," he told you, referring to his older brother. In response, Quinn slapped your ass a bit hard, making you moan in surprise, though instead of pushing you away, your pussy only got wetter.

Quinn took off your shorts, seeing the huge wet patch on your panties. It was big; it made him smile.

Jack motioned for you to start touching his cock, so you did, taking him in your hand again, masturbating slowly this time, not knowing what to expect from Quinn. Behind you, he leaned down and began licking your pussy through your clothes, wandering over your folds and touching your clit, tasting you even through your panties, and smelling your arousal, feeling dizzy. You moaned loudly, surprised, feeling the fabric stick to your skin, cold. And the way his beard scraped your skin, irritating it.

Jack slapped you gently to remind you of him, noticing that you'd stopped masturbating him, so you went back to it, wanting to be good. But it's a difficult task when Quinn is devouring your pussy through the fabric, soaking your panties so much that the material is almost transparent. It was then that he broke the fabric, ripping it, opening a gaping hole that gave him access to your pussy. Then he began to devour you directly, sucking on your clit, teasing your hole. Your fluids dripped down his chin, making a mess on his face, and your pussy became increasingly irritated by his beard, making you moan desperately, so loud that Jack decided to silence you by shoving his cock into your mouth. Your noises vibrated against its length.

Quinn uses one of his hands to part your folds and spits on your hole, watching as his drool ran down the middle and reached your clit. It's wild, disgusting, but he loves it, so he slaps your pussy a couple of times with his hand, spreading his drool, making your juices squirt, overstimulating your pussy. You try to move closer to his face, but you can't.

Jack places two hands in your hair, gripping you tightly, holding you still in place, slowly fucking your throat, feeling his cock slowly harden again.

Quinn decides to put one of his fingers into your tight hole, and fat, hot tears run down your cheeks. Your walls stretch, molding to his finger. And he moves it in and out, exploring, getting to know your insides, feeling how tight you are.

you're going to suffocate his cock. Maybe even break in two with how tight you are. The thought alone drives him crazy, and he decides not to wait, putting another finger inside you, moving them faster, helping himself with your fluids, trying to prepare you for him and for Jack.

his brother tries to keep the pace slow, but it's hard when you're sucking him like that, like a goddess, covering his cock with drool, swallowing him like a good whore, like he belongs in your mouth.

Quinn hammers into you with his fingers until he feels you're close to cumming, pulling them out, listening to you moan with your mouth full, drawing a laugh from him. "You have nothing to complain about," he mocked. With his hands, he spread your ass, staring at your hole. He spit again, watching some of his drool enter your newly stretched hole.

the image alone could make him cum.

finally, he takes his cock, guiding it to your pussy, rubbing it between your folds. Inside, you feel a little panicked, though it's not much considering your foggy mind and the way Jack is fucking your throat.

Quinn stars to slowly put his dick into your hole, moving all the way in. You moan, feeling some pain, though not as much as you expected. His cock feels huge inside you, it's like he's everywhere. And he's hitting something sensitive, a spot inside you that makes your legs want to close. Your moans are so loud that Jack can't resist and he starts moving faster, using his hands in your hair to support himself, fucking your throat at a pace that almost takes your breath away.

Quinn decides to wait for you to relax a little, feeling suffocated by how hard you're squeezing him. But Jack? Jack hears your gags, feels your drool falling down his thighs, staining your chin, the couch, everything. Your throat burns, stings like never before, and you feel like after this you'll be unable to speak.

Quinn left soft caresses on your hip, trying to relax you until he felt you loosen a little. Then he began to move, in and out of you slowly, trying to get you used to the feeling, trying not to hurt you.

his cock slides in and out of you, making an obscene sound thanks to how soaked you are.

Jack feels on the edge, but decides to slow down, pulling out of your mouth, using his cock to slap your cheek, smearing you with your drool, making you feel his dick against your face. And you rub yourself, kissing the base, moaning heavily.

Quinn begins to move faster, giving in to his desires, and you can feel him going deeper and deeper inside you, molding your walls to his size, taking possession of your first time, of your pussy, marking his name deep inside you.

he moves fast, intense, making a mess of your pussy, irritating the skin of your ass. And he starts to lose control, slapping your ass over and over again, watching your skin turn bright red and wild, with the shape of his hands.

his cock slams so hard inside you that you feel like you're going to break, it's like he's tearing you apart. There's no way this can be healthy. You cry, and your tears reach Jack's cock, which throbs against your face, holding back his desire to cum at the sight before him.

you feel a pressure in your lower abdomen, an overwhelming need to release, and it´s like you can't resist. And you try to warn Quinn, but he feels it in your walls, which are spasming just like your legs. Your hole tightened again, making it almost impossible to move inside you, but he kept at it. Your orgasm was so strong that for a moment you saw black, your body lost strength, and between the two of them, they had to hold you while you made a mess of Quinn's cock.

he had to pull out of you, cumming in your ass, staining your panties, making his cum burn on your irritated skin.

and you thought they were over, so you closed your eyes, trying to control your breathing and calm your heartbeat. Your legs ache, your ass hurts, and you feel like talking will be the worst torture.

that's when you feel movement around you, and you decide to open your eyes to see what's happening.

in front of you now stands Quinn, and your eyes widen in panic when you realize Jack has taken his place behind you.

"what? you thought you were only going to learn from me?" Quinn mocked.

Jack didn't try to stretch you or help you at all, knowing you were already ready for him. So he took his cock in his hand. His tip was red, hangry. He thrust inside you in one motion, and you whimpered, feeling overly sensitive, a huge tingle inside you.

Quinn leaned down a little, and with both hands, lifted your face so he could lean in close and kiss you. It's the first time he's kissed you, and he'll use it to distract you, so Jack can start without feeling guilty.

Quinn is possessive, his mouth seems to claim yours, and he feels so good that you try to keep kissing him.

he's different from Luke and Jack; he's like a drug.

Jack begins to move, not too fast, not too slow, watching in awe as his cock slides in and out of you, stretching your pussy, molding it to his size this time. And your pussy swallows him, receiving him like it belongs there, like you should always have his cock buried inside you.

when the kiss between you and Quinn starts to get out of hand, Jack starts moving faster, harder, and you moan against the Quinn's mouth, feeling how deep Jack's cock is touching you.

Quinn moves one of his hands to your tits and begins to play with your nipple, increasing your overstimulation, making it so that you can't continue the kiss without feeling like it's too much.

Jack puts his hands on your hips so he can move harder, and his grip is so tight it starts to leave bruises, bruises that will later turn into violent colors, reminding you of what you did, just as much as the painted hands on your ass. And the thought makes him moan, hammering inside you, feeling how he wants to come, and considering doing it inside you, inside your clenching walls.

and you don't even see it coming; you're so overstimulated that you don't even recognize the urge to cum, so it just happens, making another mess with your fluids, creating a small pool on the couch. And for Jack, it's almost irresistible. He wants to last longer, but playing with your mouth had sent him over the edge, so he pulls out of you just in time, staining your pussy, watching as your cum stains your inner thighs and folds. Some also fell onto the couch, along with your fluids.

they give you a second to breathe, because they know you need it, but when they feel you calmer, they move again, and Quinn starts moving your body, lifting you slightly so Jack could get under you, then you on top, sitting almost on his cock.

"what?" you said, your voice hoarse and broken, and suddenly feeling terrified. Your body can't take another round. It'll break. That's what you thought.

"relax, we'll be careful," Jack promised, though that didn't make you feel any calmer.

“no... no, i can’t do it again…” you tried to protest, but Quin made you lift up a little, and Jack aligned his cock with your hole, inserting the tip carefully. Quinn helped you go down, and you can’t believe how much he feels even deeper now, hitting your cervix, destroying you. Your eyes are sore from all the crying, so it hurts when you want to whimper again. Your throat aches with every moan, and your legs are numb. Still, you try to please him, moving back and forth, in circles, whatever, just trying to move with what little strength you have left. You can feel him getting harder and harder inside you with every movement, but before you can move any more desperately, his hands find your waist, signaling that you could go up and down. Your legs are shaking with each lift, but it's starting to feel good, so you ignore it, placing your hands on Jack's abdomen, feeling his cock slide deeper inside you.

Quinn, from behind, puts some pressure on your back, causing you to almost lie on Jack's chest. You want to ask, but you feel him start to tear your poor panties even further, beginning to rub against your other hole. Your eyes widen, but you don't even have the strength to protest, to beg him for mercy. You just let him do whatever he wants with your body, and he notices, so he keeps rubbing, using both of your fluids, trying to get you to relax. Jack beneath you begins to move his hips, helping you move with the new position, and the combined stimulation makes you turn your head to the side, looking at Quinn and nodding to him.

he smiles and slowly inserts a finger all the way inside. It feels weird, different, and you can't tell if you like it. But Quinn starts moving his finger, sliding in and out, helping you get used to it while Jack keeps moving inside your pussy, leaving you with no time to think about the pain or discomfort. It's overwhelming, but you let them continue.

Quinn insert another finger and he moves them faster, it's easier. He knows that with how tight you are, you might need another one, so he keeps preparing you, grateful that Jack is helping you cloud your mind.

you whimper, feeling so open and exposed. So dirty. You scold yourself for resisting the idea, for refusing to feel something as pleasurable as this. And you wonder if with more experience this would be even better, if you'd have more stamina to last more rounds, for more fun.

when Quinn senses you're ready, he pulls his fingers out of you, and you pout, slightly disappointed. It doesn't last long, though, as you soon feel his tip pushing its way inside your hole, entering slowly, even more gently than he had in your pussy. Jack stopped to still your body, and you moaned loudly as he pushed deeper and deeper.

it hurts, and you want to tell him, but you can only whimper and stare at Jack with glassy eyes. He understands, so he places his lips on yours, trying to distract you. His hands grip your waist, and he helps you move slowly, helping both cocks move inside you.

you've never felt so full, so used.

you were being a whore for them.

Quinn matches your movements, sliding in and out of you, abusing your ass, moving harder and harder, noticing how your moans begin to die in his brother's mouth, and how your body begins to relax. He feels he's in control again, and it drives him crazy. He's taking another first time, taking over another of your holes, and he knows that every time you want to think about the first man to shove his cock deep inside you, you'll have to think about him and how good he made you feel.

they move fast, intense. The place smells strongly of you, of sex, of this guilty union. Along with the scent of your arousal. It's addictive, like a drug.

you feel that knot inside you again, faster than the other times, and you're embarrassed, but you're so open and so tight that you can't resist, cumming just when the fun was just beginning. And you're suffocating their cocks, so much that Jack pulls away from you a little to moan, throwing his head back.

almost instinctively, you lean in, leaving wet kisses on his neck, even daring to lick, bite, suck. You don't know why, but you needed to do it, needed to leave your mark on both of them. Something possessive inside you ignited when you saw the possibility.

the movement of you leaning in made Quinn slide out of you a little, and suddenly a thought came to his mind, something different that might hurt you a little at first. But he can't help it, not now.

he pulls his cock out of your ass completely, but before you can complain, his tip touches your filled hole. Jack feels it, but decides not to say anything, just lets it continue. He knows what's coming. And he yearns for it just the same.

when they decided to use you, to come to your house and corrupt your body and mind completely, they agreed they'd try as many things as they could, as long as you'd let them. So he's not going to refuse. Not when it means this will make you even more addicted to them. You won't be able to forget them, to let them go. No matter how many times you're with Luke after this, it'll never feel like that first time, when you let his brothers mark their names deep inside you, getting used to their rhythms, sizes. To their fun.

you feel pain when Quinn begins to push into your pussy. It's like your walls are tearing apart, letting yourself be filled even more, following Jack's cock, forgetting that it's your first time, that your body is exhausted, that you've come so many times that your body is completely sensitive.

and yet, you let him continue.

with difficulty, he moves as deep as he can, and they give you a moment to breathe, to adjust, until you begin to move on your own, trying to feel them deeper, sliding in, filling you. You're dizzy, and they move, making you feel broken, to the edge.

the way your walls suffocate them makes it hard to go faster, but little by little, Jack picks up a little more pace, and then Quinn is the one who moves harder. They feel their cocks together, taking ownership, fighting for space, to be the one who makes you cum one last time.

the way they look and touch your body is obsessive.

Quinn's hands went to your breasts, and your body lifted a little, detaching yourself from Jack, allowing him to play with your tits, squeezing them, massaging them, letting them bounce with the movements. And his face went to your shoulder, biting, leaving his mark, and making his beard irritate your skin.

Jack was mesmerized by the way you move, how your body looks completely used, exhausted. He wants to see you like this forever, like his personal whore.

he wants to use you whenever he wants. Arriving at your house when he knows Luke won't be there, taking the opportunity to show you more things, to get you used to his favorite poses, his favorite rhythm.

he wants you to be able to think of no one else after this.

and soon you feel the urge to cum, doing it intensely. This time, though, they did too. And you expected them to burst out of you like the previous times, but you can't deny how good it felt when thick, white loads filled your insides. Their cum stained your gummy walls, filling you up. And they didn't move from inside you for a while. Everyone tried to calm their breathing, taking in everything that just happened.

and you wanna feel guilty, but you can't, not when you feel this good, when all you can do is smile and curl up in Jack's body, wishing they'd take care of you, treat you well, make you feel this good all the time.

and they know they did a good job, that they fulfilled their mission, so they sigh, satisfied.

although... maybe they'll have to train you a little more, just to be safe, to make sure you're even better. You know.

from now on, Luke may have to share you, because his brothers can't seem to leave your body, to stop using you. And you won't be able to forget them, not after this.

#☀️💞#i'm so happy rn #i'm gonna kiss your forehead #and your cheeks #mwah mwah #WE need this #sunny talks

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