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When Emily and JJ finally found their third — the woman who completed them — everything had been the most wonderful time in the world.
Granted, they had to explore. It had been a long and sometimes arduous process: establishing boundaries, setting rules, learning each other’s rhythms — especially in the bedroom. Emily was the dominant, firm and unyielding; JJ was the switch, willing to bend either way depending on what the night called for; and Riley — Riley was their submissive brat, spoiled and greedy, always pushing until she got exactly what she wanted.
Provided she followed the rules. And didn’t break them.
When she did, Emily could be ruthless. JJ was more forgiving, sometimes too lenient — but together they made sure Riley learned her lessons. And when she obeyed, when she was pliant and eager, Emily softened and JJ praised until Riley glowed.
Their anniversary was coming, though the week leading up to it had been chaos. Emily and JJ managed to carve out a night alone, waiting in their apartment while Riley spent the day testifying in court as an expert witness. It had been grueling, hours on the stand, the defense attorney circling her like a vulture. By the time Riley left the courthouse, her nerves were frayed raw — but she got through it, head high, jaw tight, ignoring the unsub’s smug face from across the room.
When she finally came home, she wasn’t expecting what waited for her.
JJ was already riding Emily’s face when Riley pushed the bedroom door open.
She froze, her pulse hammering. Spread across the sheets, Emily lay on her back, dark hair fanned over the pillows, the strapless strap-on already buried in her cunt. JJ straddled her chest, thighs squeezing around Emily’s head as she ground shamelessly against her mouth, tits bouncing with every rock of her hips.
Both women turned their eyes on Riley at once.
“Well, look who finally came home,” Emily said, voice muffled against JJ’s dripping pussy, but the smug tone carried. Her hand moved lazily on JJ’s hip, guiding her back and forth over her face.
JJ looked over her shoulder, a wicked smirk tugging at her lips. “Didn’t you read the text, babe? ‘Come straight to the bedroom. No clothes.’”
Riley swallowed, heat flooding her. Her blazer and skirt suddenly felt suffocating, clinging to her skin after the brutal day in court. She knew better than to stall. Emily’s rules weren’t just suggestions, not tonight.
“Yes, ma’am,” Riley muttered, tugging her jacket off her shoulders.
“Slowly, love,” Emily ordered, eyes glittering, “I want to see every inch of you. Don’t rush.”
But JJ, still riding Emily’s face, huffed out a laugh. “Not too slow, babe. You know I get impatient.” She rolled her hips down harder, drawing a muffled groan from Emily beneath her.
Riley obeyed, stripping piece by piece — shoes, skirt, blouse — catching JJ’s hungry eyes flicking down her legs, while Emily’s stare was sharper, devouring. By the time Riley unclasped her bra and pushed her panties down, her thighs were slick, arousal already coating her inner thighs.
“Good girl,” Emily murmured, licking up between JJ’s folds before speaking again. “Now get over here. Straddle me. Take my cock.”
Riley’s knees nearly buckled at the order. She climbed onto the bed, crawling over Emily until she was hovering above the long, curved length of the strapless strap-on jutting from her girlfriend’s cunt. The bulbous end inside Emily made her hips shift against JJ’s pussy, earning a choked moan from both of them.
“Go on, babe,” JJ coaxed, leaning forward to capture Riley’s mouth in a wet kiss. “Sit on it. Show us how much you need it.”
Riley whimpered into the kiss as she sank down. The toy stretched her open immediately, thick and unrelenting, forcing a gasp out of her chest. Emily’s smirk widened beneath JJ’s thighs, her hands steady on Riley’s hips, guiding her lower until she was fully seated, the strap buried to the hilt inside her pussy.
“Fuck,” Riley moaned, head falling back.
“Language,” Emily said smoothly before flicking her tongue against JJ’s clit, making her girlfriend cry out. “You’ll thank me properly later.”
JJ swallowed Riley’s next whimper in another kiss, biting at her lower lip. “She’s so tight around you, Em. Feel how she’s clenching?”
“Oh, I feel it,” Emily growled, thrusting her hips upward to grind the strap deeper inside Riley, while her tongue curled inside JJ.
The room filled with wet, obscene sounds — Emily lapping at JJ’s dripping cunt, Riley squirming on the strap, the slap of skin against skin. JJ’s hands tangled in Riley’s hair as they made out, sloppy and desperate, JJ moaning into Riley’s mouth every time Emily sucked her clit.
“Come for me, Jayje,” Emily ordered, her voice muffled but commanding. “Right on my tongue. Show Riley what she has to look forward to.”
JJ shuddered, grinding harder, until her whole body shook. She came with a loud cry, soaking Emily’s mouth, thighs trembling as Riley kissed her through the spasms.
Emily pulled back with a satisfied hum, lips glistening. “Beautiful,” she praised, eyes flicking between her partners. “Now it’s our brat’s turn.”
Before Riley could protest, Emily shifted, rolling them until Riley was on her back with Emily kneeling between her spread thighs, the strapless cock still buried inside her. JJ moved off to the side, already reaching for her own toy — the thick purple strap-on curved just right to make Riley scream.
“Look at you, already messy,” JJ teased, running the head of her toy along Riley’s dripping entrance. “Think you can take us both, babe?”
Riley’s eyes went wide, chest heaving. “F-fuck—yes, I can.”
“That’s my girl,” Emily purred, leaning down to kiss her hard. She shoved her tongue into Riley’s mouth, making her taste JJ’s slick still coating her tongue. “Taste her. Taste how good she is for me.”
Riley whimpered, licking into Emily’s mouth, desperate and hungry. She could taste JJ’s come on her tongue, salty and sweet, and it only made her wetter.
Then JJ pushed.
The thick strap pressed into Riley’s ass slowly, stretching her, making her cry out into Emily’s kiss. Emily swallowed every sound, gripping her wrists above her head as she bottomed out inside her pussy at the same time JJ filled her from behind. Riley was pinned, stuffed, completely overwhelmed.
“God, look at her,” JJ groaned, rocking her hips forward. “She’s taking both of us. So fucking good for us.”
“She was made for this,” Emily agreed, thrusting up hard. Riley screamed, back arching off the bed, her body caught between them. “Our perfect little slut.”
They fucked her mercilessly, Emily pounding into her cunt while JJ drove into her ass. Every thrust had Riley babbling, tears streaking down her cheeks, her body straining against Emily’s grip. The room echoed with the wet slap of their bodies, Riley’s desperate moans, JJ’s curses, Emily’s low growls of control.
“Please—please, I can’t—” Riley sobbed, eyes rolling back.
“Yes, you can,” Emily snapped, hips snapping harder. “You’ll take it until I tell you to come.”
“Beg for it,” JJ added, voice sharp. “Beg your mommies to let you come.”
Riley wailed, completely undone. “Please—please let me come, I’ll be good, I’ll do anything—please!”
“Now,” Emily finally allowed, thrusting deep and grinding her clit with ruthless precision. “Come for us, love. Come all over my cock.”
Riley shattered, screaming as her orgasm ripped through her, clenching around both toys, squirting messily against Emily’s stomach. Her whole body convulsed as JJ and Emily fucked her through it, milking every aftershock until she was nothing but a sobbing, trembling wreck pinned between them.
Only when Riley collapsed, boneless and gasping, did Emily pull out, sliding the toy free with a filthy squelch. JJ withdrew slowly, kissing Riley’s shoulder as she unstrapped herself.
“Shh, babe,” JJ soothed, wiping Riley down gently with a warm towel. “You did so good for us.”
Emily cupped Riley’s face, stroking her damp hair back. “So perfect. So obedient. That’s why we love you, love.”
They curled up together on the bed, Riley nestled between them, head pillowed on Emily’s chest while JJ spooned her from behind. Soft kisses replaced sharp commands, gentle fingers rubbed circles over her thighs instead of holding her down.
Later, JJ promised snacks and a bath. Emily promised payback next time Riley decided to push her limits.
But for now, they just held her close, their brat safe and loved between them.