Chapter 14: Erin
When Abby announced her anger, the stranger looked up from Claire's face, then stopped thrusting altogether. "Claire, you said this was your room! Fuck, what we did was not only gross, it was rude, even if you are delicious!" Claire whimpered at the cessation of movement, then looked across the floor at her friends, her legs still wrapped around the stranger.
"Oh, Maggie! Abby!" she gasped, her voice breathless and thick with pleasure. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know you'd be back so soon!" Claire's face flushed a deeper shade of red as she tried to push herself up on her elbows, but the woman between her legs held her firmly in place with a hand on her hip.
Maggie watched the scene unfold with a mixture of amusement and fascination. She could see the glistening sheen of sweat on Claire's skin, the way her chest heaved with each ragged breath. The stranger's strap-on was still buried inside Claire, and Maggie couldn’t help but admire the way it filled her so perfectly.
"Claire, maybe let your blood return to your brain. You just said you're not sorry you used our room without us in it or any kind of permission, but that you're sorry that you got caught doing it." Maggie made a grumpy face. "Is that what you really mean?" Maggie asked, her voice sharp with a mix of amusement and irritation. She leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, watching Claire squirm. The stranger between Claire’s legs finally pulled out with a wet *pop*, and Claire let out a whimper of protest.
The woman—tall, with sharp cheekbones and a smirk that suggested she was used to getting what she wanted—turned to Maggie and Abby, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand. "I’m Erin," she said, her voice smooth and confident. "And I’m guessing you’re the roommates."
Abby blinked a couple of times. "Wait, what? *Erin*? As in Liza's little sister?" Abby asked, her eyes wide with sudden recognition.
Erin grinned, the same easy confidence Maggie remembered from the few times she'd seen Liza's older sister around campus. "That would be me," Erin said, pulling her top back on with a dismissive shrug.
Claire let out a frustrated groan from the bed, her legs still spread even though the strap-on was now discarded on the floor. "Oh my god, shut up, already," she snapped, her voice thick with near-orgasm frustration. "You're not helping this situation, Abby."
Maggie crossed her arms, her eyebrows arched in mild amusement. Then she stood and prowled across the room, straight to Claire's side. She turned to Erin and leaned down, kissing her slow and deep, until Erin's hand came up to caress Maggie's cheek. Claire immediately started complaining, "Hey, not fair, I found her first!" but Maggie ignored her, her tongue sliding against Erin's bottom lip before pulling back slowly. When she leaned away, Erin's lips remained parted for just a moment, her breath shallow.
Maggie turned to Abby and said, "Abs, dear, do you still have those cords in your dresser?" Abby perked up and nodded. "Why yes, yes I do." As Abby went to get the cord, Maggie turned back to Claire and caressed her face.
"Now Claire-bear, we love you immensely, and yes we've more or less adopted you as our sister. But this is not your room, even if you have not been in your own for a while. IF you want to start living with us, you need to talk to us. But what you did was, as Erin so rightly said, rude" Maggie leaned down to kiss Claire softly.
"So, we're going to tie you up and make you sit in the corner while we have a very thorough conversation with Erin. If you behave, we might let you join in later."
Claire whimpered, her body still trembling from the interrupted pleasure. "But I was so close!" she protested weakly, her fingers clutching at the sheets beneath her.
Maggie smirked, brushing a strand of hair from Claire’s flushed face. "And now you’ll have to wait. Patience is a virtue, Claire-bear." She held out her hand and Claire dropped the cord in them. She hog-tied Claire, her hands together and her feet together and then her hands to her feet. When she was done, she kissed Claire again. "If you're obnoxious, we're going to get the ball gag too. Right Abby?" She turned to look for agreement, but Abby was tongue deep in Erin's mouth. Maggie sighed and stood, then removed all of her clothes. She sat on her own bed and patted it beside her. Thinking about it, she pulled her hair back into a ponytail.
Erin pulled herself from Abby's grasp, removed her shirt, and kneeled on the bed where Maggie patted it. Maggie aggressively took Erin's mouth with her own, and then naked Abby was with them, pressing on Erin's back as she kissed her neck and reached around her to pull on her nipples. Claire just scowled from the other bed.
Maggie drew back and turned toward Claire. Erin's mouth settled on Maggie's neck, so Maggie's rebuttal was not as commanding as she had intended: "Don't make me get the ball gag!" Erin snickered and nipped at Maggie's neck.
"We could always gag her with *something* else," she said, her hands roaming over Maggie's bare back as she pulled her close.
Maggie laughed breathlessly, still keeping an eye on Claire. "Oh, we’re definitely going to use that later," she promised, before turning her attention back to Erin. Her fingers traced the dip of Erin’s waist, savoring the way her skin shivered under the touch. Abby hissed a soft, "Yeah, putting something in her mouth is exactly what she wants...", then returned to kissing and nibbling Erin's shoulders.
Claire let out a disgruntled squeak from the corner where she was bound, making Abby pause mid-kiss with Erin to glance back at her with a smirk.
"She looks *adorable* like that," Abby mused, her hands never ceasing their exploration of Erin’s body. Erin let out a soft moan in response, her head tipping back against Abby’s shoulder as Maggie’s fingers traced ever lower, teasing the stubble of Erin's freshly shaved pubic hairs.
Maggie grinned. "She *is* adorable. But she needs to learn her lesson. So we take away her toy for a little while." Maggie turned back to Erin. "You don't mind, do you, Erin?" Maggie murmured, the tip of her finger now tracing the outer edge of Erin's entrance.
Erin gasped, her hips twitching involuntarily. "Fuck—no, I don't mind. Not even a little."
Abby finally broke away from kissing Erin's neck enough to glance over. "Damn, Mags, you're being *so* good to her," she teased, twisting one of Erin's nipples between her fingers.
Maggie smirked, continuing her teasing exploration with slow, deliberate circles around Erin's clit. "That's because Erin's being so good to us," she replied, her voice dripping with lust. "After all, Erin did nothing wrong. She was told she had permission to be here." Maggie's finger flicked Erin's clit. "And now we're greeting her like she deserves on a gorgeous Sunday morning." Maggie finished, her finger still teasing Erin’s clit in slow, deliberate circles.
Erin gasped, her hips jerking slightly in response. She bit her lower lip, her eyes dark with arousal as she looked at Maggie. "Fuck, that feels good," she moaned, her voice rough. "You're both... so good to me."
Abby shifted behind Erin, her hands sliding down Erin's torso to join Maggie's, their fingers brushing against each other as they explored Erin's body together. Maggie’s fingers moved with practiced ease, while Abby’s touch was more hesitant but no less eager. Erin’s breath hitched, her body trembling under their combined attention.
Maggie kissed Erin's forehead. "We aim to please, Erin." Maggie drew her fingers through Erin's tight curls entranced by them. "In fact, Abby, since your clean sheets were the victim, why don't you take Erin first?" Abby nodded and turned Erin's head to face her before diving into one of her ferocious devouring kisses. Maggie’s fingers continued their slow, teasing circles around Erin’s clit, while Abby’s hands roamed over the soft skin of Erin’s stomach and hips, her touch feather-light but deliberate. The air in the room was thick with the scent of arousal, the sound of their breathing, and the occasional soft moan that escaped Erin’s lips.
Maggie leaned in, her mouth brushing against Erin’s ear. "You like that, don’t you?" she whispered, her voice low and sultry. Her finger dipped lower, slipping just inside Erin’s entrance before pulling back out. "What? Didn't your sister warn you about us?"
Erin’s eyes fluttered closed, her head falling back against Abby’s shoulder.
The warmth of Maggie’s fingers, the teasing press of Abby’s mouth on her neck, the way Maggie’s soft breath whispered against her ear—it all coiled tight in her stomach.
"Fuck," Erin breathed, her hips lifting instinctively as Maggie’s finger circled her clit again. "That’s—oh god—"
Abby’s laugh rumbled against her collarbone, her voice a dark purr. "That’s right, sweetheart. Let them make you feel good."
Maggie smirked. "We always do."
Erin’s fingers clenched in the sheets, her thighs trembling. Abby pushed Erin to her back on the bed, then slowly moved her mouth lower until she was licking where Maggie's finger still circled. Abby growled, "God, you taste good, Erin." Maggie hummed and rested Erin's head in her lap, then reached down to play with Erin's nipples, tugging on the barbells that she was confident that Liza had put there.
Abby continued to worship Erin's dripping folds with her mouth, her tongue flicking over Maggie's fingers as they circled Erin's clit. Maggie watched her work with fascination, Abby's cheeks hollowed as she sucked Erin's clit into her mouth, then let it pop out with a wet sound. Maggie's fingers traced the edges of Erin's delicate folds, spreading them open so that Abby could have better access. Maggie leaned down to kiss Erin's forehead, then turned to Claire who was watching, still hogtied in the corner. "Claire-bear," Maggie crooned, "you needed to learn your lesson today, right?" Claire whimpered, but nodded. "Good girl.
Now, if you promise to be quiet, I'll let you watch. But if you make a sound, I'll have to gag you. Do you understand?" Maggie asked, her voice soft but firm.
Claire nodded quickly, her eyes wide and eager as she watched Abby's tongue work its magic on Erin. The sight of her bound friend, so desperate and obedient, sent a thrill through Maggie. She turned her attention back to Erin, who was now writhing under Abby's relentless attention, her hips lifting off the bed with each expert flick of Abby's tongue.
Maggie leaned down, capturing Erin's mouth in a deep, hungry kiss.
Their tongues intertwined as Abby's tongue worked relentlessly between Erin's thighs. Maggie's hands dropped to Erin's breasts, kneading them possessively before pinching and rolling her nipples between her fingers. Erin moaned into Maggie's mouth, her body arching off the bed as Abby's tongue dove deeper, lapping at her entrance with quick, demanding strokes.
Abby pulled back just enough to murmur against Erin's slick folds, "You taste so fucking good, Erin. I could eat you all day." Abby's mouth descended on Erin's hard nub, her hands sliding beneath Erin to grope and massage Erin's firm ass.
Maggie watched the scene with a mix of fascination and lust, her own body responding to the sounds and sights before her. She leaned down to kiss Erin's neck, her lips tracing a path down to Erin's collarbone.
"Erin, you're so beautiful like this," Maggie murmured, her voice husky with desire. "So open, so ready for us."
Erin gasped as Abby's tongue flicked over her clit, her hips bucking involuntarily. "Fuck, Abby—Maggie—please, don’t stop," she begged, her voice breathless and pleading.
Maggie chuckled softly, her fingers tracing the curve of Erin’s waist. "We won’t stop, sweetheart.
Not until you’re completely undone," Maggie promised, her fingers trailing down Erin’s stomach to join Abby’s. The two of them worked in perfect harmony—Abby’s tongue flicking and teasing Erin’s clit while Maggie’s fingers slipped inside her, curling just right to hit that sweet spot deep within.
Erin’s breath hitched, her body trembling as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside her. "Oh god—fuck—" she gasped, her fingers tangling in Abby’s hair as she held her close. "I’m—fuck, I’m so close—"
Maggie leaned down, capturing Erin’s mouth in a searing kiss as Abby’s tongue worked faster, her fingers digging into Erin’s thighs. Then Erin suddenly went still before bodily sagging with a moan. Her juices flowed freely from her cunt and her body quaked as her orgasm progressed. Abby deliriously drank down her juices, and Erin thrashed her head with her release.
When Erin had settled, Maggie said "Switch". Abby gave a small hooray. Maggie dove down into Erin's juicy cunt, two fingers pressed inside her. Abby stood and moved, then sat directly on Erin's mouth. Erin's hands came up and started squeezing Abby's breasts, causing Abby's body to arch in a fashion similar to how Erin's was arching.
A soft mewl came from Claire as she watched. "Maggie, do we look like that when we fuck?" Maggie's eyes caught Claire's and she nodded, her eyes dark with memory and passion. Claire sighed, "We really do look good then. You three are fucking gorgeous." Maggie murmured her own appreciation as she screwed her eyes shut and drank in the taste and sensation of Erin's cunt. Abby's ass was on Erin's face, her own cunt lowered onto Erin's mouth. Maggie wasn't even sure if Erin was capable of coherent thought. She felt the tremors in Erin's thighs and knew that as soon as Abby's orgasm hit, Erin's would too. She wasn't wrong. Abby's back arched and a loud gasp tore from her throat as her cunt pulsed in Erin's mouth. Maggie could feel Erin swallowing around Abby's opening and a fresh gush of slick arousal dripped down Maggie's chin.
She pulled back just enough to breathe and let her fingers slide out of Erin's cunt with a wet pop. The room smelled of sex and sweat, the air thick with the sound of ragged breaths and the occasional whimper from Claire.
"Fuck, Erin," Maggie gasped, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "You're incredible." She leaned in to kiss Erin's inner thigh, her lips pressing against the warm skin. Erin's body was still trembling, her thighs quivering from the intensity of her orgasm.
Abby finally collapsed beside Erin, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "Five minutes," she panted. "Just give me five minutes and I'll be ready again."
Maggie looked up at the now clearly remorseful Claire and took pity. She climbed from between Erin's legs and went to Claire. As she untied the cord, she leaned in and kissed Claire hard, letting her taste what she had been missing. When her hands were free, Claire reached behind Maggie and pulled her mouth hard to hers. In the midst of hungry hard kisses, Claire whispered, "I am so sorry, Maggie." Maggie pulled away and looked into Claire's eyes. "I know you are, Claire-bear. And I know you love us. But you can't just assume our room is yours. You have to talk to us." Claire nodded and wiped her eyes. "I know. I just... I was so horny and I didn't think. I thought you'd be gone longer."
Maggie sighed and kissed Claire's forehead. "We understand. But you can't just assume things like that. We need to be able to trust each other." Claire nodded again, her eyes filled with remorse. "I promise I'll do better."
Maggie smiled softly and stood up, pulling Claire with her, guiding her to Maggie's own bed. Claire leaned in to kiss Abby long and hard, then murmured apologies to her. Abby nodded, and then Maggie helped Claire ease on top of Erin. Erin greeted her with open arms, open legs, and an open mouth. Maggie tugged Abby to Abby's bed and pulled her slut-sister atop her, so Maggie could devour her with kisses.
Abby's legs spread around Maggie's hips, and Maggie's fingers traced the slick folds of Abby's cunt, still glistening from Erin's mouth. Maggie could feel the heat radiating from Abby's body, the way her thighs trembled at the lightest touch. "You're so fucking wet, Abs," Maggie murmured against her lips, her fingers sliding deeper into the slick warmth. "I love how you taste after someone else has been inside you."
Abby moaned, her hips arching into Maggie's touch. "Fuck, Mags—your fingers feel so good," she gasped, her voice thick with need. "But I want more.
I need your mouth *here*," Abby whined, tapping her clit lightly against Maggie's palm.
Maggie grinned wickedly and shifted down the bed, positioning herself between Abby’s spread thighs. The scent of arousal hit her like a punch—sweet musk mixed with the faint salt of Erin’s mouth still lingering on Abby’s skin. Maggie lined her tongue up perfectly with Abby’s entrance, pressing flat against her before flicking upward in one slow, deliberate stroke.
Abby jerked upward with a wordless cry, her fingers tangling in Maggie’s hair so hard it almost hurt. "Yessss—*fuck*—right *there*, Maggie, don’t stop—"
Maggie didn’t stop. But she did whisper, "I adore you, Abigail" before she flattened her tongue and dragged it upward in long, slow licks, savoring the way Abby trembled beneath her. She could feel Abby’s thighs tightening around her ears, her hands yanking her closer, like Maggie might dare pull away. But Maggie had no intention of pulling away—not this afternoon, not when Abby tasted this good.
Maggie’s fingers joined the action, sliding two inside Abby as her tongue circled and flicked Abby’s clit in perfect rhythm. Abby’s hips jerked erratically, her breath coming in sharp little gasps. Maggie glanced up to see Erin—now recovered—pull Claire's mouth to hers as she wrapped her legs around Claire's waist. Claire's hands were in Erin's curly hair, her hips grinding on Erin's.
Maggie watched them for a moment, Abby's thighs squeezing her head, before she returned to her task. Maggie's tongue traced slow, deliberate patterns around Abby's clit, her fingers crooking inside her to hit that perfect spot that made Abby's breath catch every time. The room was filled with the sounds of skin against skin, wet kisses, and the occasional moan from either Claire or Erin.
Abby's fingers tightened in Maggie's hair, pulling her closer. "Fuck, Maggie—right there—don't stop—" Abby's voice was breathy, her body trembling with the effort to hold back her orgasm. Maggie could feel the tension in Abby's thighs, the way her muscles quivered with anticipation.
She pulled her fingers almost all the way out, then slid them back in slowly, savoring the way Abby's walls clenched around her. Maggie's tongue swirled around Abby's clit in lazy circles, teasing her mercilessly. Abby let out a frustrated whimper, her hips bucking up toward Maggie's face.
"Not yet?" Maggie murmured against Abby's slick folds, her breath sending shivers through Abby's body. She could feel Abby's frustration radiating off her, could see the way her chest heaved with each ragged breath. Maggie smirked to herself, loving how easily she could push Abby to the edge.
Abby let out a frustrated groan, her fingers tightening in Maggie's hair almost painfully.
"Goddammit, Maggie—I'm so close—"
Maggie didn't answer her with words. Instead, she pulled her mouth away just enough to murmur, "You don't get to come yet." She kept her fingers buried deep inside Abby, feeling the way her walls fluttered around them in desperation.
Abby let out a desperate whine, her hips lifting off the bed in an attempt to chase Maggie's mouth. But Maggie was having none of it. She pulled her fingers out with a slow, wet sound before lightly slapping Abby's thigh.
"Stay still," Maggie commanded softly, her voice firm but not unkind.
Abby’s legs shivered under her palms, already obeying despite her frustration.
Maggie sat back on the bed again, surveying Abby’s flushed form—chest still heaving, thighs trembling with need. She glanced over at Claire, who was now unceremoniously entangled on Erin’s still-quivering body. Their room had become a tangle of lust and laughter, of mouths and limbs and shared pleasure.
Erin was stroking Claire’s hair gently, her voice low and teasing. “You’re okay, Claire-bear, just let it all go."
Claire laughed breathlessly against Erin’s shoulder before kissing her neck.
"I just really like your strap-on. Tell me I'm going to have it in me before this day is done.." She gave Erin a playful pout, her fingers tracing idle patterns on Erin's stomach.
Erin smirked and squeezed Claire's ass. "We'll see. Now, lick my pussy you slut."
Maggie watched them from her bed, where Abby was still sprawled beside her, her thighs still trembling from the teasing.
Maggie reached over and gently pushed Abby’s hair out of her face, her thumb tracing Abby’s flushed cheekbone.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” Maggie murmured, her voice soft but laced with something deeper than just desire. She leaned down and kissed Abby’s collarbone, then the hollow of her throat, before capturing Abby’s mouth in another deep kiss. Abby melted into her, her hands gripping Maggie’s waist, pulling her closer. “Mmm, say it again,” Abby whispered against Maggie’s lips, her voice thick with want. Her hips rocked involuntarily, her thighs still trembling from the teasing Maggie had given her earlier.
Maggie smiled against Abby’s mouth, her fingers still tangled in Abby’s hair. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Abs. You're my sister, my best friend, my first lover,” she murmured, her breath warm against Abby’s skin before she kissed her again, deeper this time. Abby moaned into her, her body arching up into Maggie’s touch.
Across the room, Erin and Claire were still tangled together, their bodies moving in slow, sensual rhythm.
Claire's tongue traced lazy circles around Erin's nipples, her fingers teasing the barbells that glinted in the afternoon light. Erin's breath hitched as Claire's mouth moved lower, her lips pressing against the soft skin of Erin's stomach.
"God, you're *good* at that," Erin murmured, her fingers tangling in Claire's hair. Claire looked up at her with a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling with playful defiance.
"Told you I'd be good," Claire said, her voice muffled against Erin's skin. "Now tell me I can have your strap-on before this day is done."
Erin chuckled, her hand sliding down to cup Claire's cheek.
"You talk too much," she said, her voice rough with amusement as she guided Claire's mouth lower. Claire opened for her instantly, her tongue flicking against Erin's clit in slow, deliberate strokes. Erin let out a soft moan, her hips lifting slightly in response.
Maggie settled back against the headboard, her fingers still tangled in Abby's hair as she watched Erin and Claire. Abby moaned, her body arching into Maggie's touch as Maggie's fingers traced lazy patterns on her back. Maggie kissed Abby's temple, her eyes never leaving the other pair.
"Abs, love," Maggie murmured, her voice barely audible over the soft sounds of pleasure filling the room.
"Do you want to feel Erin’s strap-on inside you?"
Abby’s breath hitched, her body arching into Maggie’s touch. "Fuck, yes," she gasped, her hands tightening on Maggie’s waist. "I want to feel you both at the same time."
Maggie smirked, her fingers tracing slow circles on Abby’s back. "Then let’s give you what you want."
She reached for the harness and strap-on that Abby kept in her dresser drawer, her movements slow and deliberate. Abby’s eyes followed her every motion, her chest heaving with anticipation. Maggie pulled the harness over her hips, adjusting the straps until they fit snugly. The silicone cock jutted out proudly, its girth making Abby's salivate and her breath catch. Maggie tilted Abby's head up. "Kiss it. Tell it hello, Abs." Maggie whispered, her voice low and teasing, as she guided Abby's head closer to the strap-on. Abby didn't hesitate. She leaned forward, her breath warm against the silicone, her lips brushing the tip before she took it into her mouth. The sight made Maggie's pulse quicken, her own arousal flaring as Abby's tongue swirled around the head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked gently.
"Fuck, that's hot," Erin murmured from the other bed, her fingers still tangled in Claire's hair as she watched Abby worship the strap-on. Claire sprawled beside Erin, her fingers tracing lazy circles on Erin's thigh.
Maggie turned to Abby, her voice dropping into that low, throaty tone that always made Abby's skin prickle. "Enough," she purred. "We've waited long enough."
Abby pulled her mouth off the strap-on with a wet pop, her lips swollen and shiny. "Finally," she groaned, wriggling out of Maggie's grip just enough to wiggle her as ar Claire and Erin. Maggie giggled, then leaned down and gave Abby's ass a hard wet kiss.
Maggie didn’t wait—she pushed Abby down onto the bed with a firm hand on her shoulder, then climbed between her spread thighs. She turned to Erin. "Get yours ready, doll. Abby's going to take two and then Claire." Maggie cupped Erin's ass and pulled her close, pressing a deep kiss to her mouth. "Sound good?"
Erin nodded, her tongue darting out to lick the seam of Maggie's lips. "Perfect," she agreed, already turning to dig through Abby's toy box.
Maggie's hands slid along Abby's inner thighs, spreading her wider, and she leaned in to blow a slow, hot breath against Abby's dripping sex. Abby gasped, her back arching off the bed immediately, and Maggie couldn't help but grin at the reaction.
"Patience, Abs," Maggie teased, her voice a low rumble.
She traced the tip of her tongue along the inside of Abby's thigh, slow and deliberate, watching the way Abby's muscles twitched in anticipation. "We're going to make this *perfect* for you."
Abby whimpered, her fingers clutching at the sheets. "Maggie, please—" Her voice was thick with need, her hips lifting off the bed in a silent plea.
Maggie chuckled, her breath warm against Abby's skin. "You'll get what you want," she promised, pressing a soft kiss to Abby's inner thigh. Then she got on all fours and climbed up beside Abby, laying on her back and pulling Abby over her. Maggie reached down and started stroking Abby's labia open with her silicone cock.
"Come on, Abs. Sit on it."
Abby's breath hitched as she felt the cool silicone press against her wetness. She lowered herself slowly, her thighs trembling as she took the first inch. "Fuck," she gasped, her head falling back. "You're so big."
Maggie's hands gripped Abby's hips, guiding her down with deliberate slowness. "That's right, baby. Take it all." She looked over at Erin, who was now strapped up and watching them with dark, hungry eyes. "Erin, come here."
Erin crawled over, her strap-on bobbing between her legs.
She leaned down to kiss Maggie deeply, her tongue sliding into Maggie’s mouth as she reached between Abby’s legs to tease her clit. Abby gasped, her body shuddering as Erin’s fingers joined the slow, deliberate pressure of Maggie’s silicone cock stretching her open.
“Fuck,” Abby breathed, her voice trembling. “You two are *perfect*.”
Maggie smirked against Erin’s lips, her hands still guiding Abby’s hips down. “We try,” she murmured, then pulled back just enough to look up at Abby. “Now, Abs—you’re going to take both of us. And you’re going to *love* it.”
Erin didn’t wait for an answer. She gripped Abby’s hips from behind, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she stroked her silicone cock against Abby's labia, getting it good and wet. Then she leaned back and began pressing the tip into Abby's pucker. Maggie watched, her breath catching as Abby’s body trembled between them—caught between two cocks, two sets of hands, two mouths that knew exactly how to make her unravel.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Erin murmured against Abby’s ear, her voice rough with need. “I can feel Maggie inside you. Open up for me, Abs. You know you want me in your ass, baby." Erin whispered, her lips brushing against Abby's ear as she pressed the tip of her silicone cock against Abby's tight pucker. "You can take us both. I know you can."
Abby's breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling between them. "Fuck—yes—please," she whimpered, her fingers clutching at Maggie's shoulders.
Maggie reached up to cup Abby's face, her thumb brushing over Abby's swollen lips. "That's my girl," she murmured, her voice thick with affection.
"Just relax and let us take care of you."
Erin's fingers traced slow circles on Abby's lower back as she pressed forward, the tip of her silicone cock breaching Abby's tight ring of muscle. Abby gasped, her body tensing for just a moment before she forced herself to relax, her breath coming in shallow pants. Maggie watched Abby's face intently, her hands never leaving Abby's hips as she guided her down onto the strap-on between her legs.
"Breathe, Abs," Maggie whispered, her voice soothing. "Just breathe and let us in."
Abby nodded, her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on the sensation of being filled from both ends.
The silicone cock inside her cunt throbbed with each pulse of Maggie’s hips, while Erin’s cock stretched her ass wider with careful, deliberate pressure. Maggie’s hands guided her movements, her thumbs tracing slow circles on Abby’s hip bones.
"God, you're taking us so well," Maggie murmured, her breath warm against Abby’s neck. Abby let out a shaky laugh.
"Almost too well," she admitted breathlessly. "I might come before you even fuck me properly."
Maggie chuckled darkly. "That would be a tragedy." She reached down to Abby’s clit, rubbing slow, firm circles as Erin finally seated herself fully inside Abby’s ass with a satisfied groan.
Abby’s entire body jerked, her back arching as the twin sensations of being filled from both ends finally coalesced into one overwhelming pleasure. Maggie felt Abby’s walls clench around her silicone cock, and she let out a low, approving hum.
“That’s it, Abs. Just like that.”
Abby let out a broken moan, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her as Maggie and Erin began to move in tandem, their rhythm perfectly in sync. Maggie could feel Abby’s body trembling beneath her, could see the way her thighs trembled with the effort of holding back her orgasm.
Maggie leaned up to press a kiss to Abby’s shoulder, her breath warm against Abby’s flushed skin. Erin leaned over Abby and found Abby's breasts, groping and squeezing them passionately. She whispered, "Don't hold back, angel. It'll be so much better if you just let it happen."
Erin looked down past Abby's shoulder to wink and blow a kiss to Maggie. Maggie winked back. Then Erin closed her teeth on Abby's shoulder as she began thrusting her silicone cock hard into Abby. Maybe groaned, never really smitten by the concept of anal sex. But the added sensation of a cock in her cunt was making her potentially consider her stance on the idea. Something big was definitely building in her core.
Claire sat on Maggie's bed, legs curled beneath her, watching the activity and knowing she was going to be next. She was terrified and more excited than when she saw Judy's cock for the first time. It was all she could do not to shout at Erin and Maggie to get on with it.
Claire's pussy was already dripping with anticipation, and even her breath came in ragged gasps at the sight of Abby's body trembling between Maggie and Erin. She sat on Maggie’s bed, her legs curled beneath her, watching the trio with wide, hungry eyes. The strap-on between Erin’s legs glistened under the afternoon light, and Claire couldn’t help but lick her lips.
Maggie noticed Claire’s open gaze and smirked, her hands never leaving Abby’s hips as she guided her deeper onto the silicone cock buried inside Abby’s cunt. “You like what you see, Claire-bear?” Maggie murmured, her voice thick with amusement.
“Then come closer.” She nodded toward the edge of the bed where Claire sat transfixed, her thighs pressed together as if she could contain the ache between them.
Claire swallowed hard, her fingers twisting in the comforter beneath her. She hesitated only a second before shuffling forward on her knees, her breath catching as Maggie’s free hand—still guiding Abby with slow, deliberate strokes—drifted upward to trace the inside of Claire’s thigh.
“You’re trembling,” Maggie observed softly, her fingers brushing higher, teasing the hem of Claire’s sundress. “Do you like watching us?”
Claire’s throat worked before she managed a shaky nod. “Yeah. Yes. It’s… hot.” Her voice was barely a whisper, her gaze locked on where Abby was being stretched between Maggie and Erin—where the slick sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room like a second heartbeat.
Maggie’s fingers slipped between Claire's thighs, her touch feather-light against warm skin. “You’re *soaked*,” Maggie murmured, her voice a low purr of approval. She pushed Claire's thighs apart, exposing Claire’s glistening folds to the warm afternoon air. A shudder ran through Claire’s body, her hips twitching toward Maggie’s hand without thought. Maggie didn’t touch her yet—not where she craved it most—but let her fingertips hover just above Claire’s clit, close enough that Claire could feel the heat of her breath on the sensitive bud with every ragged inhale.
Maggie shook her head with a grin. "Just watch and enjoy, Claire. Abs deserves my full attention." Maggie showed Claire her teeth. "Just remember, you're next Claire-bear." Maggie said it with such a filthy grin that Claire's breath hitched and a tiny whimper escaped her throat. She could feel her own arousal pooling hot and heavy between her thighs as she knelt there, helpless to do anything but watch as Abby's body trembled between Maggie and Erin.
Maggie turned her attention back to Abby, whose chest heaved with ragged breaths as her two lovers moved inside her. Maggie's own silicone cock thrust up into Abby's cunt with slow, deliberate strokes while Erin's matching cock worked in Abby's ass. Abby's fingers clawed at the sheets, her back arching like a bow as pleasure wracked her body.
Maggie's free hand slid up from Abby's hip to grip her shoulder, anchoring her as Erin's cock pushed deeper into Abby's ass. The room smelled of sweat and sex, the air thick with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the occasional gasps and moans.
Maggie leaned down, her lips grazing Abby's ear as she whispered, "That's it you beautiful slut. Ride the cocks inside you." Abby let out a broken moan in response, her body trembling between them.
Maggie's hips matched Erin's rhythm, their thrusts synchronized as they worked Abby's cunt and ass respectively. Maggie could feel Abby's body clenching around her silicone cock, the tight heat driving her own arousal higher.
She glanced down at where Erin's strap-on disappeared into Abby's ass, the sight making her breath catch. Erin's fingers dug into Abby's hips, her own breath coming in sharp gasps as she matched Maggie's rhythm. Abby's head fell back against Erin's shoulder, her lips parted in a silent cry of pleasure.
"Fuck, you two are *perfect* together," Erin gasped, her voice rough with need. "I can feel you inside her, Maggie. You're *so* deep."
Maggie smirked, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on Abby's stomach. "That's because she's the perfect slut-sister," she murmured, her voice low and thick with desire.
She leaned in to kiss the side of Abby's neck, her tongue tracing the sensitive spot beneath Abby's ear. Abby let out a shuddering gasp, her body trembling between them as Maggie and Erin continued their relentless rhythm.
Maggie's hands slid up Abby's torso to palm her breasts, her thumbs brushing over Abby's nipples. "Look at you, Abs," she murmured, her voice filled with awe. "You're taking us so well. Such a beautiful slut." Abby's breath hitched, her back arching as Erin's cock pushed deeper into her ass.
"That's right, baby," Erin whispered, her lips brushing against Abby's ear. Her free hand slid up from Abby's hip to tweak one of Abby's nipples. "You can take everything we give you."
Maggie’s hips rolled in deep, slow thrusts, her silicone cock buried to the hilt inside Abby’s dripping cunt. Erin’s matching cock was buried in Abby’s ass, the two of them working in perfect sync. Abby was a trembling, gasping mess between them, her thighs slick with arousal, her body clenching around both cocks with each deep thrust.
Wordlessly, Erin and Maggie nibbled and kissed on the opposite sides of Abby's neck, ratcheting up her sensation tenfold. Erin's finger's squeezed Abby's breasts and nipples and Abby knew it wasn't going to take much more for her to be lost in a huge release.
Claire rose to her knees, leaning over the side of the bed, her breasts bouncing with the bounce of the bed beneath the lovers.
She couldn’t look away from the sight of Abby’s body stretched between Maggie and Erin, the way her back arched, the way her breath came in ragged gasps. Claire’s own arousal was a living thing, a hot pulse between her thighs that demanded attention.
Maggie glanced over at Claire, her eyes dark with lust. “You’re touching yourself, aren’t you?” she murmured, her voice a low purr. “Such a good girl, watching us like that.”
Claire’s breath hitched, her fingers stilling for a moment before resuming their slow, teasing circles. “I can’t help it,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re all so fucking hot together.”
Maggie smirked, her fingers digging into Abby’s hips as she thrust upward, the silicone cock buried deep inside her. “Then come here,” she commanded, her voice leaving no room for argument.
Claire hesitated for only a second before crawling across the bed on her hands and knees, her ass quivering in the afternoon sunlight. She stopped when she reached Maggie’s side, her breath hitching as Maggie’s free hand reached out to grip her chin and turn her towards Abby. "Kiss her, drink her release...it's coming." Abby immediately pressed her mouth hard to Abby's, pushing her tongue into Abby's mouth and swirling posessively.
Abby's body tensed, her back arching as she felt the first waves of orgasm crash over her. Her walls clenched hard around Maggie's silicone cock, her body trembling between them as she came with a muffled cry into Claire's mouth. Claire drank down every sound, her own fingers working furiously between her thighs as she watched Abby's body shudder and shake.
Maggie groaned, her hips stuttering as Abby's orgasm milked her silicone cock. She could feel the slick heat of Abby's release coating her in repeated squirts, the way Abby's body clenched around her in desperate pulses. Maggie groaned, her hips stuttering as she drank in the sight of Abby coming undone between them. The heel of her palm pressed harder against Abby's clit, rubbing tight, fast circles as Abby's orgasm peaked.
Erin could feel the tension and release in Abby's body as well, Abby clenching at the cock in her ass. Erin leaned over Abby again, whispering to her neck, "So fucking beautiful, spread open like this. Bet you wish it could last for hours."
Maggie gasped again. She watched Abby’s orgasm roll through her like a wave—Abby’s back arched, her thighs trembling, her mouth still fused to Claire’s in a desperate kiss. Maggie’s own breath hitched, her free hand slipping between her own legs to press against her clit. The friction was maddening, but she didn’t care. She wanted to feel Abby’s pleasure as much as possible.
Claire’s fingers worked between her thighs, her breath coming in sharp little gasps as she watched Abby shudder through the last tremors of her climax. Maggie reached out and caught Claire’s wrist, stopping her movements abruptly.
“Not yet, Claire-bear,” Maggie murmured, her voice a dark purr.
“First, Abby needs to feel *all of you*.” Maggie’s hand guided Claire’s wrist up, pressing it against Abby’s trembling stomach where the silicone cock still pulsed inside Abby’s cunt. Claire gasped, her fingers splaying over the slick skin, feeling the way Abby’s muscles clenched around the cock even now. Abby let out a weak moan, her body still sensitive from her orgasm, her breath coming in ragged little hiccups. Maggie leaned forward, her lips brushing Abby’s ear again. “This is Abby’s favorite part,” she whispered, her voice dripping with affection. “She loves being touched while she’s still full of us. Isn’t that right, Abs?”
Abby whimpered, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks. The silicone cock inside her pulsed again, making her hips jerk. Maggie’s free hand slid up Abby’s torso to palm her breast, squeezing gently as she guided Claire’s fingertips in slow circles over Abby’s quivering stomach.
Claire’s breath hitched as she felt Abby’s muscles ripple beneath her touch—still sensitive from being fucked, still *full* of cock. The warmth radiating from Abby’s skin was intoxicating, and Claire couldn’t resist leaning down to press a soft kiss to Abby’s collarbone.
Abby let out a weak whimper, her body still trembling from the force of her release.
Maggie chuckled softly, her fingers tracing slow circles on Abby’s hip. “You’re such a good girl, Abs,” she murmured, her voice thick with affection. She glanced over at Erin, who was watching them with dark, hungry eyes. “Erin, come here. Help Claire get comfortable.”
Erin crawled closer, her strap-on still glistening with Abby’s release. She leaned down to press a deep kiss to Abby’s lips, her tongue sliding into Abby’s mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. Abby moaned softly into Erin’s mouth, her body still trembling between them.
Her fingers curled against Claire’s back, encouraging her to stay pressed close. Maggie watched them for a moment, her heart full and her body humming with pleasure—even though she hadn’t come herself. Being the center of this wasn’t just about her own release; it was about connection, about the way pleasure could bind them tighter than any friendship ever could.
She turned to Claire, noticing the flushed cheeks and wide eyes, the way Claire’s thighs trembled beside Abby’s hip. Maggie reached out and cupped Claire’s cheek, tilting her head up slightly so their eyes met. “You okay, Claire-bear?” she asked softly, her thumb brushing over Claire’s bottom lip.
Claire swallowed hard before nodding. She blinked and said nothing as Abby began disengaging, then gave her an arm to help. Once the cocks were free of Abby, she stretched out luxuriously on her bed. Abby murmured, "So full, so good. I can still feel you moving inside me." She rubbed her stomach. "I might just be ready for two of t he real thing."
Maggie turned to Claire. "Give us a couple of minutes to catch our breath." Claire nodded and Maggie went on. "Erin gets your pussy and I'm taking that ass. You think you're gonna be ready?" Maggie asked, her voice laced with playful mischief. Her eyes danced over the flushed skin of Claire’s body, the way her chest rose and fell with quick, excited breaths. Claire’s chest heaved, her fingers clutching at the sheets beneath her as a shaky breath escaped her lips.
“I don’t know,” Claire admitted, her voice soft but honest. “I’ve never had two at once before.”
Maggie hummed thoughtfully, her fingers trailing down Claire’s side with slow, deliberate strokes. “Just imagine two Judys...,” she murmured, her voice dripping with confidence.