Test Time

All are over 18.

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"My turn," the shorter man said, rising from the sofa. "Time to show your daughter how to suck dick."

Solana lifted herself into a seated position, her hair spilling over her face. With her knees bent in front of her, she wrapped her arms just below them, pulling her legs close to her chest.

The man lowered his pants to his ankles. "You've got two minutes to make me cum. Otherwise..." His eyes flicked to where Tierra sat frozen on the couch. He puckered his lips, blowing a slow, exaggerated kiss in her direction. "Otherwise, I'll fuck your sweet little girl till she never walks again." He licked his lips. "Clock starts now."

Solana nodded. "Just...don't hurt her."

"Then get to work. Clock's ticking."

Solana pushed herself to her knees, reaching out to grasp his twitching shaft. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth.

His cock was thick and heavy on her tongue, stretching her jaw. The musky taste filled her senses, making her gag, but she forced herself to take him deeper, her tongue working along the underside as she bobbed her head.

"Ninety seconds," he announced, thrusting forward, driving himself deeper into her mouth. Solana choked, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe.

She hollowed her cheeks, picking up speed, desperate to finish him.

Please cum, please let this be enough, please don't hurt Tierra.

Thet man groaned, his fingers twisted into her hair. "One minute," he panted. "Better hurry up, momma."

Solana whimpered around him, the vibrations making him shudder.

"Thirty seconds." His fingers tightened in her hair. "Twenty seconds," he ground out, his jaw clenched. "Tick tock, cocktease."

Her movements became frantic and uncoordinated, her hands shaking as she struggled to keep pace. She gagged and choked, spit and pre-cum dribbling down her chin. Her jaw throbbed, but she pushed him deeper, pulling back just enough for her lips to tighten around his tip, searching for a breath like a drowning woman clawing for the surface.

Time crawled, each second an eternity as she worked her tongue along his length. Her nails dug into his thighs, as if holding on for dear life.

"Seven. Six. Five."

His balls tightened, drawing up close to his body as his orgasm approached. Solana cupped them in her palm, massaging them, willing him to finish.

Please let this be enough

. Images of Tierra's terrified face flashed through her mind.

"Four. Three. Two."

With a final burst of effort, Solana took him to the root, her nose pressing into his wiry pubic hair. She swallowed around him, her throat clenching. Above her, the man let out a strangled groan, his body going rigid.

"One, you lose."

She let out a sob as he pushed her head to take in all of him, exploding in her mouth with a guttural shout. His cum hit the back of her throat in thick, bitter spurts, flooding her mouth faster than she could swallow. Solana gagged, cum spilling from the corners of her lips and coating her heaving breasts.

His grip on her hair loosened, and he staggered back a step, his softening cock slipping from between her swollen lips. Solana collapsed forward onto her hands, coughing and gasping for air.

He looked down at her. "Too bad. So close, but not close enough."

Solana's breath caught in her throat, her gaze darting between the man and Tierra. "No, please! I did everything you wanted. I swallowed every drop. Please, you can't..."

The shorter man looked at Tierra, sitting motionless on the couch, fingers twitching, eyes vacant.

"Looks like you're up next," he said, taking a step toward her.

"No!" Solana pleaded as she lunged forward, grabbing at his legs. "Leave her alone! I'll do anything, anything you want. Please don't touch her."

Jake yanked Solana by the hair, dragging her away from the other man. She cried out, her fingers clawing at his hand as he pulled her across the carpet. With a jerk, he hauled her to her feet. "Shut the fuck up, bitch."

Tierra sprang from the couch. "Stop, leave her alone!" she shouted, rushing at Jake.

Before she could reach him, the shorter man stepped in and shoved her back onto the couch. "Stay put, sweetheart," he said, zipping up his pants. He reached into his boot and pulled out a knife, the blade glinting in the dim light. "Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt."

Solana and Tierra froze, their eyes locked on the blade.

"That's more like it," Jake said as he glanced up at the chandelier above them. "Let's tie this bitch up."

The shorter man picked up Solana's dress, tore through it with his knife, twisting it into makeshift ropes. He tugged on the fabric, testing its strength, before wrapping it around Solana's wrists.

Jake tossed one end of the fabric over a branch of the chandelier and pulled it taut. Looping it back around the branch, he tied a knot to secure it. With each pull, Solana's body lifted until she was on her tiptoes, her arms stretched above her, fingers curling and clenching.

Jake knelt, his lips brushing against her butt, lingering for a moment before he grasped the top of one of her stockings and slid it off her leg. He then moved to the other leg, pulling off the second stocking. Picking up her panties, he stuffed them into her mouth before using one of the stockings to secure the gag in place, wrapping it tightly behind her head.

Both men took a step back to admire their handiwork, as if it were a prized catch from a fishing expedition. Jake's cock stiffened as he took in the sight before him.

"Nice, very nice," he said as he watched Solana's toes, tipped with dark red nails, flex against the floor to find balance.

The shorter man nodded, his eyes tracing the tension in her arms and legs, and the upward protrusion of her nipples on her stretched chest.

The two men turned their attention to Tierra, still huddled on the couch. The shorter man approached her with deliberate steps, savoring the anticipation. Solana's muffled cries intensified, the chandelier chiming and swaying with her movements.

"Come here, sweetheart," the shorter man said, his voice coaxing, as if trying to lure a frightened kitten. "Stand up for me."

Tierra remained motionless. He reached out, his fingers brushing her cheek. She recoiled at the contact, letting out a whimper.

Behind Solana, Jake pressed himself against her, his hardening cock nestling between her buttocks. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Looks like it's your daughter's turn."

Solana's screamed through her gag, tears streaming down her face as she thrashed against the restraints.

The shorter man's hand slid down Tierra's arm, his fingers encircling her wrist. With a tug, he brought her to her feet. He led her to the center of the room, positioning her in front of her mother. Tierra's eyes remained downcast, as the man circled behind her, his hands settling on her shoulders. "Look at your momma," he instructed, cupping her chin. "See how much she's enjoying the show?"

Tierra's chin lifted, her eyes meeting her mother's.

Jake took the knife from the other man. He traced the tip along Solana's collarbone, the cold metal causing her to shudder. He dragged it lower, circling each nipple. Solana's toes curled against the floor, her legs trembling with each movement of the blade. The knife dipped into the valley between her breasts before gliding over the swell of each mound.

"Such pretty tits, don't you think?" Jake asked Tierra. He flicked the blade across one nipple, drawing a muffled cry from Solana.

Jake continued his exploration, trailing the knife down her stomach. He circled her navel before slipping lower, gliding between her legs to tap against her opening.

Solana's hips clenched back as the blade brushed over her mound. Jake chuckled, amused by her attempts to evade his touch. He parted her folds with the knife, the flat of the blade pressing against her.

"Look at your momma," said the shorter man. "See how much she's sacrificing for you? Taking all that pain just to keep you safe?"

Tierra's eyes darted to her mother's face, taking in the tear-streaked cheeks and the fabric straining against her clenched lips.

"She did all that for you because she loves you," he continued, his voice tender. "Don't you think you owe her the same?"

"I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt my mom," answered Tierra. Her mother began shaking her head, shrieking through her gag.

Satisfied with Tierra's promise of compliance, Jake put the knife down on the piano and began shuffling through some music sheets. His fingers paused when he found "There's a Castle on a Cloud."

Meanwhile, the shorter man turned his attention back to Tierra. "Time for you to put on a show, like your momma did," he said, slapping her butt. "Test time, start stripping."

Tierra reached behind, her fingers fumbling as they hovered over the zipper of her gown.

"And sing this," Jake commanded, holding up the sheet music. "We need some music to go with the show."

A teardrop slipped down Tierra's cheeks as she began to sing in a wavering voice:

"There is a castle on a cloud

I like to go there in my sleep

Aren't any floors for me to sweep

Not in my castle on a cloud..."

The fabric parted, exposing the curve of her spine, trailing down to the waistband of her panties. Her fingers brushed against her skin as she slipped the straps from her shoulders. She held the bodice for a moment before letting it fall, her other hand instinctively covering her breasts. The dress slid further down her body, grazing her hips, until it pooled in a soft heap at her feet.

"There is a room that's full of toys

There are a hundred boys and girls

Nobody shouts or talks too loud

Not in my castle on a cloud..."

The men took in the sight of her, now wearing only her white panties, white sheer stockings, and black heels. She crossed both arms over her chest, trying to shield herself.

"Panties, get them off."

She hooked her thumb into the waistband and slid them down, the fabric gliding over her hips. The panties clung briefly to her thighs before slipping free, revealing the lithe shape of her legs. She bent at the waist, stepping out of them and sliding them through her heels. Straightening up, she covered her pussy with the other hand, her fingers pressing against herself.

"There is a lady all in white

Holds me and sings a lullaby

She's nice to see and she's soft to touch

She says, 'Cosette, I love you very much'..."

Tierra's voice cracked on the final line. In that moment, all she wanted was to be held by her mother, to be told everything would be alright.

The shorter man dragged a chair behind Tierra. "That was beautiful, baby," he said, clapping as he seated himself.

His hands reached forward, gliding over the backs of her thighs. He slid his hands downward, delighting in the feel of her tight smoothness beneath his touch. His grip tightened as he reached her calves, exploring the curve of her legs, pressing into its firm lines. He lingered there for a moment, appreciating the feel of her tension.

Tierra's breath quickened as his fingers traveled higher again, slipping above the top of her stockings. She clenched her thighs together, but the small gap between them allowed his fingers to graze her pussy.

Stay calm, get through this,

she told herself, biting down on her lower lip.

The shorter man rose from his chair and moved behind Tierra, his hands replacing hers as he pulled her arms away, exposing her breasts and pussy. "Look at your daughter, momma," he said. "She looks just like you."

"Does it turn you on the way it turns us on?" Jake asked Solana, slipping his cock behind her.

"Um, UU, ummm," she let out as she took in the sight of her daughter's nakedness, a reminder of what she looked like when she was her age.

Jake pressed himself more firmly against Solana, his erection sliding along her folds.

"Mmh, hmm hmm hmm," she let out, her thighs clamping together, toes pressing against the carpet.

The shorter man's hands cupped Tierra's breasts, hefting their weight. "Nice and round" he commented, rolling her nipples between his fingers. "Just like her momma's."

Tierra mimicked her mother's sounds, her body stiffening under his touch as her legs stretched.

His fingers slid between her thighs, gliding through her folds. She sucked in a breath, hips pulling as he found her clit, circling it. Her knees parted, then snapped together again, heels scraping against the floor.

"Look at your daughter, momma," said the shorter man, his finger slipping inside Tierra. "A cocktease and slut, just like you."

Solana's jaw clenched at the sight of her daughter—legs twitching, chest heaving. It was like looking into a mirror, back to her own nervousness the first time a man touched her innocence. Her body jerked against the restraints as Jake's erection pressed against her entrance, wrists twisting, feet flexing onto her tiptoes to keep him out. The chandelier swayed, its crystals clinking like a herald announcing the inevitable.

The shorter man turned Tierra to face him, lifting her chin with two fingers until their eyes met. His other hand brushed down her back, tracing the hard line of her spine as she turned her head away. He pressed his lips to her neck, tasting the trace of perfume mixed with a hint of sweat. One hand slid down to grip her butt, fingers sinking in, while the other moved up her torso, tracing her ribs, the bones shifting beneath.

"Ever been kissed by a man?"

She shook her head.

"Honored to be your first," he said, leaning in. His lips brushed hers before forcing them apart, his tongue slipping inside, seeking hers. Her tongue hesitated, then retreated to the back of her mouth.

Tierra's hands pressed against his chest, her feet shuffling backward, heels scraping against the floor.

His hand slid to the back of her head, fingers pressing in as he deepened the kiss. The other hand moved down and grabbed her butt, squeezing hard. She let out a muffled shriek, her tongue darting forward to meet his, briefly wrestling before pulling back again.

"Awww, you get to see your daughter's first kiss," Jake taunted as he continued to stroke himself along Solana's folds, his hands moving to her chest, squeezing them.

Solana groaned, her body twisting beneath him.

"Is that how a mom reacts to her daughter's first kiss?" he sneered, his fingers sliding down to her ribs, pressing into them before playing on them like a jazz pianist.

"Eee-hee—no! Ah-hah—stop!" Solana's body jerked at his touch. "Nnh-hee—please—eek!" The chandelier above clinked louder and louder with each tickle, as if chiming in time with the chaos unraveling inside her. "Yeah, that's better," Jake said with a grin. "You should be happy that her first kiss is with a real man."

Pulling back from the kiss, the shorter man's eyes lingered on Tierra's lips—glistening, quivering, a frown forming at the corners of her mouth. He pushed her back onto the sofa.

"Play with yourself," he commanded.

Tierra hesitated, unsure what to do.

"He said play with yourself," Jake added. "Like your mother did." His fingers twisted Solana's nipple, wrenching a shriek from her.

"Okay okay," Tierra said as she nodded.

Tierra's hand moved between her legs, her touch light and hesitant, brushing over her folds.

"Spread your legs wider."

She shifted her hips, parting her thighs, revealing the tender pink inside.

"Now play with your tits."

Her other hand moved to her breasts, kneading them.

The shorter man peeled off his shirt, revealing a chiseled chest adorned with an image of a naked woman and a snake between her legs. He kicked off his boots and slid out of his pants, his erection standing prominent. He began to stroke himself.

Tierra's eyes locked onto the man's erection, unable to look away despite her fear and disgust. His fist moved up and down the thick shaft, the swollen head disappearing and reappearing with each stroke. Veins bulged along the length, pulsing with arousal.

As she watched him, a memory flashed into her mind, pulling her back to a sweltering summer day the year before. She had been at Kayla's house, laughing and splashing in the backyard pool, the sun warming their skin and the sound of their giggles filling the air.

From the pool, Tierra saw someone in the second-floor window of Kayla's house. Her friend's older brother stood silhouetted against the sheer curtains. At first, she thought he was changing out of his swim trunks after their earlier pool games of wrestling in the water. Then her breath caught.

His hand wrapped around his erect penis, stroking it with a steady rhythm. Tierra felt a rush of heat spread through her body, a mix of shock and unexpected arousal. She found herself unable to look away, caught in a moment that felt both thrilling and forbidden.

She knew she should look away, telling herself that this was a private moment she had no right to witness. But curiosity kept her gaze locked on him. She watched as his pace quickened, his hips thrusting into his hand. His head fell back, mouth opening in pleasure.

Tierra's breath quickened, her nipples tightening beneath her swimsuit. An unfamiliar ache bloomed between her legs, a pulsing need she didn't fully understand. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she stared, transfixed by the scene.

Just then, Kayla surfaced beside her, spraying water as she shook her wet hair. "Marco!" she called out.

Tierra flinched, quickly turning away from the window. "P-polo," she replied, forcing a smile.

Kayla paused. "You okay? You look flushed."

"I'm fine," Tierra said. "Just got some water up my nose."

Kayla laughed, splashing her. "Gotta work on your breathing, girl!"

Tierra was startled out of her memory by the man's approaching figure. Her eyes grew large as his swollen head approached her lips. He pressed the tip against her cheek, smearing pre-cum across her skin. Tierra turned her head away, but his cock followed her movements, brushing over her lips and pushing against them.

"Open up, sweetheart."

Tierra pressed her lips together as he increased the pressure, the head of his penis flattening her lips.

"I said open up."

She parted her lips, recalling her first visit to the doctor, the way the man had asked her to open her mouth. As she did, his cock slipped in, finding the tip of her tongue. She felt the taste of him coat her tongue, salty and bitter, like the brine of the ocean on her first beach trip.

Just as she thought he would force himself fully into her mouth, he pulled back. She sighed in relief, but it was short-lived. The man knelt in front of her, pushing her legs further apart. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from her pussy.

"Let me take care of that for you," he said.

He leaned in, his tongue delving between her lips, swirling around her clit before dipping lower to meet her entrance.

"Mmm," she breathed out, feeling the roughness of his stubble scrape against her skin. The contrast of soft and prickly made her wince, her body tensing.

"Mmmmm...ohhh," she let out as her hips bucked into his face, his lips sealing around her clit, tongue caressing it. Her legs straightened and bent as she tilted her back.

He pulled away, his lips trailing upward. She shivered as his stubble grazed her ribs, a tingling mix of pleasure and surprise washing over her.

When he reached her breasts, he paused, hovering above them as Tierra pressed her hands into the sofa. Finally, his tongue flicked over one taut nipple.

"Mmm."

Then another.

"Ummmm."

Yet another before he lowered his head to capture her bud, his tongue swirling around the hardened peak before capturing its base with his teeth, pulling on it as his tongue returned to flicking its tip. His other hand began to massage her other breast.