…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
the lights are all out, and you’re laying in bed with a sleepy brendon park. you haven’t been able to fall asleep yet, even though he’s tracing nonsense against your back. you ask him to talk, knowing that hearing his voice is the quickest way to settle your mind.
he huffs. because of course he will, whatever you want, but he doesn’t have anything about his day that he really wants to talk about. the OR was slow.
“okay. come here,” he says, adjusting you so that you fit better against his chest. his palm cradles the back of your head, and you feel his fingers against your skull.
“your occipital,” he says, carefully pressing against the bone. “sagittal suture here… somewhere.”
“very sexy.”
“hush.”
he maps out the parietal bone, your zygomatic process, the slope of your mandible, naming each bone as he goes.
you laugh, somewhere along the way, probably at the temporal process. “you can’t name all of my bones.”
his fingers still. “you asked me to talk,” he says. “i’m talking. and yes, i can.”
you roll your eyes, quieting so that he can continue what he started. his fingers poke at your cervical vertebrae (“atlas,” he tells you at C1). he brushes over your clavicle; it tickles.
“scapula,” he murmurs.
you glance up to see that his eyes are closed. he’s mapping you by touch alone, face relaxed. his hair is freshly washed, missing the gel that normally keeps it out of his face during the work day.
your mind says touch, but the weight of his hand gliding across your skin keeps you still.
“first rib.” a feather-light touch. “true ribs, one through seven.” he pauses against each one. “false ribs. eight to twelve.” his voice rumbles through his chest, against your ear. “floating ribs.”
you’re not sure how far he gets in naming bones; you fall asleep somewhere between iliac crest and greater trochanter.
kind of embarrassing how quickly i wrote this like Ok so u have no life
pairing: pope cody x reader
summary: you pull a job. pope tries to teach you a lesson. it makes you horny.
tags: implied age difference, dom/sub dynamics, rough oral sex (m receiving), cum swallowing, foreign object insertion, verbal degradation, aftercare
wc: 3.9k
ao3 link
WARNING! pope threatens u with a gun in this!! multiple times!!! heavy cnc, heavy gunplay. reader is a consenting adult. pls dont read if any of this would upset u!
You were Deran's friend before you ever met Pope. More accurately, his bartender. Deran was closed off, but somehow, after countless late nights where it was just the two of you in The Drop, you'd gotten semi-close. Sort of. Still, you were a bit surprised when he let slip that he was doing a solo job over the weekend on Wednesday; the Codys—including Pope—almost never talked about their… occupation.
"I'm hitting a jewelry store in Irvine this weekend. Think you can close on your own?"
You blinked up at him and nodded before tilting your head to the side. "On you own?"
He shrugged. "No. Couple old buddies. Just need a getaway driver and we're good."
You were half-joking when you offered up, "I'm pretty good with cars."
He didn't seem to find it that funny. He stared at you like you'd grown two heads, shaking his head disbelievingly. "Don't even joke. Pope would have my head on a pike if he knew we were so much as discussing this."
You giggled and kept wiping down the counter. This was all still a joke. Mostly. "He doesn't have to know. I can keep a secret, you know."
Deran snorted and crossed his arms over his chest. "Yeah, right. You'll be my getaway driver and pigs can fly."
Okay, now you were a little annoyed. Was it so crazy? You furrowed your brow. "Why is that so hard to imagine? It's just driving fast, right? Anyways, I've been doing this shit since I was fifteen."
Growing up in "the world"—cousins going to jail every couple years for robberies, boxes of cash hidden in the walls of your house, firing your first gun at ten years old—had made it much easier to get accustomed to being with Pope. You didn't flinch when he came home with bullet wounds and stacks of bloody cash; just calmly stitched him up and held him to your chest as he cried.
Despite your childhood, Pope did everything in his power to keep you away from all the ugly and dangerous parts of his life. So yeah, if he'd heard your conversation with Deran, he probably would have his brother's head on a pike. But…
"C'moooon. It'll be fun. You said you don't have anyone, right? Well, I'm offering my services."
You didn't know when you'd gotten serious about it, but you had. Some sick part of you sort of missed the danger, the adrenaline rush of getting away with a score. Plus—Pope spoiled you rotten, but you still liked the idea of having some money of your own.
Deran stared at you for a long time before sighing and running a hand through his hair. "You don't leave the car, no matter what. Shit goes sideways, you leave without us. Got it?"
You gave him a mock salute with a goofy grin. "Yes, sir."
Deran went over the job with you a thousand times. It wasn't really necessary; the only thing you needed to know was where to wait (behind the loading dock), when you should expect him and his crew (8:15p.m. on the dot), and what route to take back to the bar. Still, it calmed both of your nerves to be over-prepared.
You felt nauseous with anxiety at 8:10 on Saturday. Your knuckles had gone white from gripping the steering wheel; your foot was poised above the gas pedal. It was probably conspicuous to keep the engine running for the past ten minutes, but you were terrified that you'd fumble with the keys, or the car wouldn't start, or a million other things that could put everyone in danger. So you kept it running and stared at the door you knew Deran and the others would be rushing out of any minute now, willing them to be safe when they did it.
At 8:13 you leaned forward in your seat. You had to remind yourself to breathe; every ten seconds you'd realize you hadn't taken a breath and gasp for air.
At 8:14 your hands were trembling. In one minute they would be spilling out of the building and into your car.
At 8:15 you had to force yourself not to keep staring at the clock, because you wanted to see it as soon as they left the building.
At 8:16—you'd caved and looked at the clock—you were starting to get worried. You reasoned that you'd do… something… at 8:20. Text him? Leave without him? You didn't know. Something.
At 8:17 the worst images were cycling through your head, and your face was pulled into a grimace. Then—just when you were giving up hope, the back door flung open, and three hoodie-clad men scrambled out, each carrying a duffel bag and running towards you. You let out a breath of air. Each of them clambered into the car Deran had stolen, and as soon as the last door was shut, you screeched out of the parking lot.
"Seatbelts!" you barked, glancing in the rearview mirror to affirm that each man was obediently putting on a seatbelt as you flew through the night. For a few minutes, the anxiety hadn't worn off, and you kept that grim expression on your face as you drove double the speed limit to get more distance between yourself and the jewelry store. Then, all at once, it hit you. You'd gotten away with it. You let out a giddy giggle and turned to look at the three duffel bags jostling in your car. You hit your steering wheel excitedly, a grin on your face.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!" you yelled, reaching out to shake Deran's shoulder. He offered up a rare smile, and his friends in the backseat joined in the revelry. You opened the window and let out a whoop of excitement, drumming your hands on the dashboard.
When you pulled up to The Drop, you politely declined their offer to celebrate the score.
"Gotta get home to Pope," you reasoned with a shy smile. Deran nodded and raised his beer to you.
"Alright. You fuckin' killed it back there, though. If I wasn't so scared of your boyfriend I'd be hiring you for every job I pulled. Here," he slid a stack of cash across the counter to you, "there's a little extra in there for a job well done."
You pouted, pocketing the money, and gave Deran a squeeze on the shoulder. "Awww, thanks, D. Have fun, boys."
As you drove home, you couldn't keep a smile off your face. Fifteen thousand dollars, all to yourself. You kept staring at the cash in your bag and giggling. You were on cloud 9 by the time you pulled up in your driveway. You took a beat before entering the house, remembering that you had to act like everything was normal. Still… Pope wouldn't be suspicious if you were just in a good mood, right?
You skipped through the door after carefully burying your money at the bottom of your bag with the plan to hide it away the next time you were alone. "Popey? You home? I thought we could order takeout. Maybe Indian?"
No response. You frowned; he should've be home tonight, but maybe Smurf had called him over for something. You wandered through the house, calling his name, before eventually reaching the bedroom. Pope was sitting on the edge of the bed, back ramrod straight, with his face twisted into a glare and his fists clenched tight in his lap.
"…Hon? You okay?" You slowly walked over to him like he was an injured animal before settling on your knees in front of him, reaching out to cup his face. He jerked away from you, finally fixing his eyes on yours. He looked furious. After a few moments of heavy breathing, he finally spoke.
"You pulled a job?"
Your eyes slowly widened, your lips parting in surprise. Fucking Craig. Pope scoffed and stood up, pushing you off of him in the process. You scrambled to your feet and reached for his hand.
"Andy, wait," you pleaded. He shook his head.
"No. You don't get to—I can't fucking believe you. Do you have any idea how scared I was? Not knowin' where you were, whether you were even alive?!"
On a different occasion, you might point out that that's how you felt every time he pulled jobs. You didn't think it'd go over too well if you brought that up right now, though.
"I was just the getaway driver. I wasn't in any real danger," you said meekly, staring at your feet.
"That what you think? Sweetheart, you're always in danger with me. Most of it I can protect you from. But that? Some random fuckin' score that Deran of all people put together with God knows who? I can't protect you from that. What the hell were you thinking?"
You swallowed down the lump in your throat and shrugged. "I don't—it was a lot of money, Andy."
His jaw ticked. You didn't think you'd ever seen him this angry. "That what this is about? I don't give you enough?" He pulled a hand over his face and shook his head. "Christ, I can give you more money. Just gotta ask."
You shook your head with widened eyes, grabbing his hands. "No! No, that's—you give me way more than I need, Pope, you know that. I just—I feel bad that I never contribute anything, and I can't get a job while I'm in college, so I thought—"
"Don't. Don't do that. Don't act like this was for us. You thought I'd want this?"
You shrank in on yourself, shrugging helplessly. He sighed and fixed his gaze on you again. "I just don't understand. Why would you do this to me?"
You tensed your jaw to avoid crying, hoping he wouldn't see the tears pricking your eyes. Your voice was smaller than it'd ever been when you said, "I just thought it would be fun."
Then you were on the floor, and Pope's hand was on your neck. It took your brain a couple seconds to process what had happened: he had pushed you onto your knees in front of him with enough force that a little woosh of air followed. You gasped, staring up at him, and froze in fear when he whipped out a gun from his waistband and pressed the cold steel of it to your temple.
"Yeah?" he gritted out, "this fun for you? Huh? Is it fun to have a gun pointed at you?"
You knew Pope would never hurt you, ever, but fear still rendered you speechless. You just stared up at him with terror in your eyes. He clicked his tongue and turned the safety off, and you let out a little whimper.
"Fuckin' answer me. 'S it exciting now, when I could blow your brains out in an instant?" He pressed the gun harder into your skull to emphasize his point, and you shook your head rapidly.
"No! No, it's not fun, I'm sorry, Pope, I won't do it again," you sobbed out.
You really, really didn't want to be turned on right now. This was a very serious and very scary moment and it would be incredibly fucked up and sick if you were wet from your boyfriend holding a gun to your head.
Yes. That would be very bad. It would be much worse if your boyfriend noticed your thighs rubbing together and your eyes flicking to his crotch every couple seconds.
Unfortunately, both things seemed to have occurred. He squinted at you, looking genuinely confused for a minute.
"Are you turned on right now?"
You widened your eyes and shook your head insistently. "No! No, I'm… I'm just sorry, Pope. I'm sorry."
His lips curled into a sneer. He didn't pull the gun away from your head. His hand tightened on the back of your neck. "Fuckin' whore. You are. Bet you're soaked through. You know how sick that is? I could kill you right now, and that turns you on."
His bulge was growing. You could see him getting harder in real time, and there was a twisted kind of glint in his eyes from the power he held over you in this moment. You were silent, not trusting your own voice. He pressed your head into his bulge, and you let out a muffled whine.
"Yeah? This what you want? Puppy wants a treat, huh?"
You nodded into him, hands reaching up to clutch his thighs.
"Strip," he commanded, pulling the gun away to let you move but keeping it pointed at you. You did so with trembling hands, tossing your clothes to the side and feeling goosebumps form on your bare skin. You felt entirely small in front of him, so completely at his mercy. When you kneeled in front of him again, his gun thudded back against your skull.
"Go on. Show me how sorry you are," he muttered, pulling himself out of his waistband. The sight of him, only half-hard but still so big, made saliva pool in your mouth. You parted your lips and reached out to lick his tip. He shook his head.
"None of that teasing bullshit. C'mon, you think you're in a position to keep me waiting? Do as you're told or you'll have a bullet in your head."
A renewed shiver of fear went through you. Pope's finger was on the trigger, and as much as you knew he'd never do it, you also knew how very capable he was of pulling it. The danger made you feel dizzy with lust. You let your jaw fall open and took him in as much as possible, only getting about halfway through before you felt stuffed full. You felt him swell up inside your mouth, pressing down heavy on your tongue and stretching out your jaw uncomfortably. In one swift movement, he moved his left hand up from your neck to your scalp and gripped your hair at the base before thrusting all the way down your throat. You sputtered and gagged around him, spit running down your chin as he fucked your face harshly. You tried to breathe through your nose, but it felt like you could get half as much oxygen as you needed. Your head went fuzzy as he used you like a toy. His gun, somehow staying still despite both of your movements, kept you from pulling away. Tears spilled down your eyes as you gagged on him over and over again.
Finally, he pulled you off, momentarily pulling the gun away to let you catch your breath. You doubled over, coughing and gasping for breath. When you looked up at him, he was eyeing you with a silent question in his eyes. You gave him a small nod and smile and took a few more moments to catch your breath before sitting up again, slack-jawed and waiting. His gun resumed its place on your temple; he gave you no warning before he thrusted all the way in you again.
"Thought you'd play criminal," he muttered, "didn't know what the fuck you were doin'. You're lucky it's me keepin' you on your knees. Anyone else would shoot you dead the second they were done with you. You know that?"
There was a desperate edge to his voice; beneath the anger, beneath the lust, was pure fear. You knew some part of him was spiralling, picturing all his worst fears for you coming true. You lolled your tongue out and flattened it along the base of his cock, and he groaned, throwing his head back.
"Fuck. Just like that."
You pressed your cunt to his shoe, moaning around his cock as the friction sent tingles through you. But within moments, he was kicking you back and looking back down at you with a hardened glare.
"No. This ain't about you. Do that again and I pull the trigger," he grunted, his hand never moving from the back of your head. You whined but complied, the ache between your legs growing with the puddle of slick that was accumulating. You couldn't imagine how you looked: face covered in spit and tears, hair tangled from his hand gripping it, thighs stained with wetness. All with a gun to your head.
You could feel him getting closer when his thrusts started getting quicker and shorter, his face pinched in concentration. Normally, you'd do more to pleasure him, but right now it was all you could do to take his abuse. You just sat there, jaw hanging open, and let the wet glk glk's you were making fill the room. Pope didn't warn you like he usually did before he came in your mouth, so your eyes widened as he spilled into you. He panted as he pumped into you, dribbles of cum spilling over your lips, and grunted out a "don't swallow" before pulling out of you completely. You sat still, opening your mouth to show him the cum pooled in it, as he kept staring at you with an unreadable expression.
"Fuck," he muttered. "You'd do anything I fuckin' asked. Go on, swallow."
You obeyed, gulping down the salty liquid. For a few seconds, both of you just breathed. Then Pope's eyes drifted to the pool of arousal on the hardwood under you. He pulled the gun away from your temple, but kept it pointed at you.
"Look at what a mess you made. Clean it up, bitch. C'mon, lap it up like a dog. Thaaat's it."
You leaned over, ass sticking in the air, and licked up your own arousal. The salty-sweet taste mingled with the bitterness of the wood. You'd never felt so degraded in your life. You'd never been so turned on. You could feel your hole fluttering around nothing, desperate to be filled.
"P-please," you whined once you'd finished cleaning up your mess. Pope sneered at you.
"Please what? Not a mindreader, honey." He kept his gun trained on you, and you, not wanting to disobey him, stayed in the same position.
"Please fuck me, Pope. I need it."
"Oh, you need it, do you? Like you needed that money?"
You nodded pathetically, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. He sighed. "Fine, I'll fuck you. Fuck you real good."
You sighed in relief, pressing your ass up higher in anticipation. You waited for him to unzip his jeans again, eager for the warmth of his cock—but it didn't come. Instead, you felt the cold steel of his gun prodding at your entrance. You yelped and tried to scramble away from him, but he pulled you back by the hips.
"Unh-uh. Stay still."
"Pope! What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you what you asked for. You wanted to be fucked, right? Thought you deserved it after that shit you pulled? No. This is what stupid whores who put themselves in danger get."
Without warning, he pushed the gun further into you, and you let out a sharp gasp at how cold it was. Involuntarily, you pushed yourself back against it, your cunt sucking it in even more.
"That's what I thought. Take it like a good girl. That's it, fuck yourself on my gun."
You moaned at his words and pushed back until the gun was filling you up, the ridges reaching places fingers never could. He pulled it out with an obscene squelch before thrusting it in all the way. You let your head hang in pleasure as he set a harsh pace, pistoning it in and out of you until you were a moaning mess. It was a weird sensation, but—for some reason—it felt so fucking good, the danger only adding to it. When he reached up to rub fast circles on your slick clit, shockwaves of pleasure rolled through your body.
"Say you'll never do it again," he grunted. You whimpered and turned to look at him, teary-eyed and desperate.
"I'll-I'll never do it again, Pope. Pr— fuck! I promise!"
He was staring at you with furrowed brows, never ceasing his movements but his eyes were slightly pained. "Not gonna lose you, am I?"
You shook your head quickly and watched him purse his lips. "Say it! Say you'll never leave me."
It was hard to think with the pleasure rushing through your body, but you forced your mouth to form the words. "I'll never leave you, Andy. You won't—you won't lose me."
"Never wanna be that scared again. Gonna stay right here, right? Gonna let me keep you safe?"
You nodded quickly. "Yes! Yes, I'll let you keep me safe."
His thrusts quickened, and your eyes fluttered shut as you let out a long moan. "Good. You know I'd find you, right? If you really tried to leave? Wouldn't matter where you went."
Your head hung low under your shoulders as you whimpered and nodded desperately. You were close, so close, and his words were—sickly—only bringing you closer. "Never gonna leave you, Andy, never gonna leave," you moaned out, pushing back to meet his thrusts.
"You close? Yeah, you're close, sweetheart, let go for me," Pope murmured, pressing harder into you with his fingers as his unceasing thrusts started coming faster, plunging deeper. Your entire body was set aflame, thighs trembling as you moaned languidly and clawed at the hardwood in a desperate attempt to anchor yourself.
"Fuck, Pope, fuck, sogoodsogoodso—" you came with a breathless moan, cunt clenching around his gun as he milked you for all you were worth. His thrusts slowed before stopping, and he carefully pulled the gun out of you, eliciting a little whimper at the discomfort. You started to collapse onto the floor, limbs weak and useless, but he caught you before you fell and pulled you into him. You lay encircled in his arms, panting and melting into him. He threw the gun to the side and pressed kisses to your head, pressing you to his chest like he was trying to merge your bodies together.
"Shh, did so good, hon. I love you so much. So so much."
You sighed into him and clutched at his shirt. "I love you too. I'm sorry I did the job. I swear I won't do it again."
You heard him take a shakey breath, and you knew he was holding back tears. "Just… I just want to keep you safe. I get so scared. I'd… I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you."
You hummed and pressed a kiss to his chest, staring up at him adoringly. "I know. I'll be safe. I will."
After a few moments of silence, he turned to look at you like something had just occurred to him. "You know—you know it wasn't loaded, right? You knew that?"
You let out a breathless laugh and shook your head, relief flowing through you at the realization that you were never really in danger. "How would I know that, Pope?"
His eyes widened above you, and he froze up. "What? Oh my God—did I—did you think—"
You shushed him, raising a hand to his face and kissing him gently. "Shh. It's okay. I knew you'd never hurt me."
His body sagged in relief before he scoffed and shook his head. "Can't believe you were still turned on. That's fucked up, honey."
Dr. Jack Abbot xf!reader Dr. Robby xf!reader rabbot xf!reader
Warnings: PURE SMUT, dp,p in v, unprotected sex, BDSM dynamics (?), cream pie, praise, degradation, light use of sir and daddy, pet names, mentions of anal, anal, oral (f and m receiving), slapping, face sitting, spitting, choking, cum play (?), overstimulation, nipple clamps, use of toys, blindfold, restraints, temperature play, dacrphylia, mentions of safe word (not used), male on male action, rimming (f and m receiving), pussy slapping, kinda hard dom! rabbot
Summary: Continuation of Payback , could be read as a stand alone
I don't know; this is pure filth. I was writing whatever came to mind.
Taglist: @kimi01985 @princessesareforsuckers
You're kissing, switching between their lips and you feel on cloud 9. You're all taking it slow, silently agreeing on teasing each other as long as you can, savoring each second of their lips on your skin and their hands groping and squeezing your tits and your thighs; you feel your clit pulsing. They're making their way down to your chest, nipping and licking your neck when Jack's police scanner mentions a mass casualty at a small festival. All three of you perk up and look at each other. Immediately, your phone starts ringing; it's Dr. Ellis; you answer it on speaker.
"Sorry to ruin your dick appointment, but we need you and Jack here. Now!"
"Be right there." All of you scramble to get ready; luckily, you had some scrubs at Jack's place, and so did Robby. You hear Robby's phone ring, too; he's being called in, looks like none of you can have a night of peace.
All of you get into Jack's car and head for the hospital, not caring if there's a new bet on the board tomorrow about why all three of you arrived together that late. When you get there, flashbacks of Pitt Fest invade your head, making your heart race even more and giving you a new level of anxiety that you've never felt before, but you push them away. All of you huddle around the nurses' station to get ready to work. Jack informs the rest of the staff that you'll act like an attending for the night; needless to say, your eyes almost pop out of your head when you hear him say it. You didn't have the time to talk to Robby about your worry of fucking up because the first victims started to arrive. After a couple of hours, things finally calmed down, and you were amazed by how well you performed; everything that you've learned from both of your attendings made you feel more sure of your abilities and you didn't have to ask as many questions as you did when Pitt Fest happened. You were going to go on a last round to check some of your patients before leaving, while Jack and Robby waited for you at the nurses' station.
"She's really good at dealing with your 'combat-style medicine'" Robby says as he stares at you in awe; he never expected you to take over as much as you did. You were absolutely amazing tonight during the chaos; he was definitely impressed. He remembered how shy you were around him in the beginning, an obvious difference from tonight. He couldn't help the swell of his chest knowing that he was responsible for making you more confident and forward.
Jack chuckles, "She learns fast." He looks at you. "Let's see how much we can teach her." He says, whispering to Robby and they both chuckle.
"She has no idea what she got herself into." His tone is dark, and Jack agrees.
You finally made it back to them and tell them you're ready to leave. You feel exhausted and Robby has to be back in a couple of hours, so you head out. It looks like your fun night has to be postponed until next weekend, since you have to go to a conference out of town for the next couple of days.
The days you're out of town are torture; you've been receiving a lot of pictures from both men (normal ones before they start their shift or dirty ones before they go in the shower, in some of them, they're together), plus dirty texts saying what they'll do to you when they see you. Today, you're in your hotel room, lying in bed. You're finally leaving tomorrow, and you decide to text in the group chat to see who's available: Jack's free.
"Aren't you supposed to be in a conference, sweetheart?"
"It's the last day. I'm just going to lie in bed. I've been hearing conferences all week; my head can't take any more."
"Well, I'm about to get some sleep, and Robby's working, so I'll send you something to keep you occupied." You were expecting more pictures, but your mouth hangs open when you see what he sent. "This was taken 2 nights ago. We were thinking about you ;) You better be a good girl and keep your hands to yourself, baby." On your phone, you have a video of Jack and Robby sitting shirtless on Robby's couch, kissing and lightly groping each other; you can hear moaning and their lips smacking. Their hands are all over each other desperately, yet sure of where they touch, showing how well they know each other's bodies. A tent starts forming in each of their pants and you swallow what feels like a brick. You hear them say the filthiest things to each other, making you press your thighs together. You want to touch yourself, but even though neither of them is here to see if you broke the rule Jack put up, you want to obey. You focus back on your screen and see how Robby's hand dips into Jack's pants, pulling out his cock and starts jerking him, earning a moan from Jack.
After a minute, you see Jack do the same to Robby; he likes to make him wait. He starts kissing Robby's neck, both moaning and groaning, making you wish you were there to experience the whole thing. And after a while, Robby cums all over his stomach and his lover's hand, his chest heaving up and down, quickly. Jack starts licking his hand and then moves to the mess Robby made on his stomach; a gasp escapes your mouth and you press your thighs together. After Jack's done and sits back again, Robby continues his movements on Jack's cock, brown eyes looking intently at Jack's expressions as he picks up the pace. His moans get louder and Robby starts biting his neck and whispering something in his ear that you really wish you could hear. You see Jack close his eyes and throw his head back, moaning, giving Robby more access to the skin of his neck, red marks appearing on the skin. Your panties are definitely soaked, and you drift off thinking about how good Robby's lips would feel on you right now, marking your neck. You snap your eyes back to your phone when you hear Jack's voice announcing he's going to cum, Robby's pace quickens, and you hear a deep groan from Jack. You were expecting to see him make the same mess, but to your surprise, Robby leans down and takes Jack's cock into his mouth, swallowing every single drop. You feel like you forgot how to breathe; you wanted to throw your phone against the wall in frustration. You write an insulting message in the group chat and start packing your things, wishing you could leave right now. The night hits; you see that Robby sent a wink and he immediately calls you.
"Looks like someone had a very interesting and entertaining day." You smile as soon as you hear his voice. Fuck, you miss him.
"I really did. You're definitely full of surprises, Robinavitch, and Jack too." He knows you have a smirk on your face and you hear him chuckle.
"Just wait until you come home." You can't help but clench your thighs at his words, and his tone. That was definitely a promise that he intended to keep.
"Speaking of. Have you agreed to go on "vacation" with us?" You hear him let out an annoyed sigh. "Come on, Robby! You never take days off. It's not good for you; besides, we'll have fun. All three of us. It's not going to kill you." You really hope to convince him; Jack has tried, but it hasn't fully worked. He just needs a little push so he finally breaks and agrees to do it, and you were determined on getting what you wanted.
"You and Jack aren't going to stop, are you?" He sighs.
"Nope!" You replied extremely quickly. You hear him hum
"Okay, fine. I'll do it. Now go to bed, baby." You squeal and say goodbye. You text Jack the news so that he sees them when he gets out of his shift.
You're finally home (in your apartment), and you're unpacking when you hear your front door opening. You hear Jack call your name. He walks into your room, stomping towards you and kissing you, his hands grip your face and your teeth clash. You quickly kiss him back until you pull away to catch your breath.
"I missed you, too, although you did have good company." You say, giggling, and you see him smirk and smile at you. "Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.
"Yeah, but I just wanted to talk to you about our little vacation." You see him rub his neck; he's nervous. You nod, and a sense of dread comes over you, if he says that they have to cancel, you're going to go crazy. "Apparently, there's some kind of storm for that weekend, so we were thinking of just spending it at Robby's place since, you know, it's bigger."
"Yeah, sounds good." You say with a huge smile on your face. You see him raise his brows in surprise, his mouth almost hanging fully open. You giggle, "What?"
"Nothing, I just thought you were going to be upset. Since the plan was to get out of town, have a change of scenery, you know, something romantic."
You laugh, "Why would I be upset? It's not like you can control the weather, and besides, we can do that another time. I have a feeling that these little vacations are going to be pretty common." You peck his lips. "I just want to get fucked by the two of you and spend time together out of the hospital."
He grabs your hand and kisses the top of it. "Okay then, I'll tell Roby, he was freaking out." You both laugh, "I have to get going; see you later, beautiful." He gives you a kiss and a smile before he leaves. You sigh. It's going to be a long couple of days
The day to go to Robby's place for your "mini vacation" finally arrives, and you feel nervous. Jack is picking you up, and then you'll head to Robby's house. They've been acting a bit distant with you; there have been a lot of "secret" conversations between the two of them and then they shut up as soon as you get close; you have no idea why, but you're afraid they might be regretting including you in their relationship. The entire ride is silent; you don't say a word unless Jack tries to make small talk, which is almost none; you're fidgeting with your fingers; you're anxious; you've never been with two people at the same time before, and you know they both can get rough, not that you're complaining but you're sure it can be a bit intimidating the first time.
You finally made it to Robby's house, and you feel your heart slamming against your chest. Jack helps you with your bag and you follow him inside towards the kitchen. Robby was cooking; the smell of food made your stomach grumble.
"Honey, we're hoomeee!" Jack screams jokingly as soon as he walks into the house. He walks over to the kitchen, and Robby smiles as soon as he sees both of you. Jack makes his way towards him and kisses him hungrily. You look away, feeling that you're interrupting their encounter. You hear Robby laugh.
"You're not going to say hi, sweetheart?" You feel heat creep up your face; you make your way over, and Jack slightly pushes you onto Robby. He leans down, and his lips are on yours; you freeze a small squeak leaves your throat.
"Looks like someone is still a bit shy" You hear Jack say with a low tone behind you.
You pull away and look at the floor. Robby smirks. "We'll fix that tonight." You swallow hard; his words went straight to your clit. You hear Jack walk away, and you sit on the counter behind Robby, just like he ordered, Jack comes back and sits next to you. You barely talk; you're more focused on listening to their conversation, and you only comment and laugh when it's necessary, trying to at least act as normal as possible. "Food's ready. Go sit at the table, beautiful." You go and soon they join you. Dinner goes by smoothly, but again, you've barely talked during it. You're eating some dessert, minding your business, when the room goes quiet and you feel their eyes on you. You look up at them and see that both are staring at you.
"You okay, honey?" Robby speaks, his brown eyes scanning your face, and you feel like you're about to cry for some reason. You just nod, knowing that if you try to say something, you'll start crying. "No, you're not. You haven't said ten sentences since you got here. Talk to us, come on." He kneels in front of you and lifts your chin. Jack comes and stands next to him.
"Both of you have barely paid attention to me and you've also been acting weird when I get close. If you regret including me, you can just tell me." You look at your lap.
"Hey, that's not true." You look at Jack, "Robby and I have been a little busy getting things ready for tonight." Your eyes look between both men in front of you; eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. Robby has a smirk on his face.
"Don't worry, baby, you'll find out soon." They give you a smile and head on to clean and organize the kitchen. You take a deep breath, then get up and go help them.
"I'm sorry" You say, standing between them.
"You don't have to apologise. But if something's bothering you, you need to tell us. Or at least one of us and then we'll talk, all three of us." Jack gives you a peck, and then you feel Robby press himself against your side, giving your cheek a kiss. You smile and exhale as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders.
"We're almost done here. Why don't you go and wait for us in my room?" You nod shyly; he gives your cheek another kiss. Jack offers you a warm smile and a kiss on your forehead. You go and sit on the edge of the bed; your nerves are high and you feel like your heart is beating out of your chest. You don't know why you're so nervous; you're definitely comfortable with their presence and you've fucked each of them more than twice. You start looking around the room, Jack said they were busy getting things ready, but it's still the same as the last time you were there. You try to breathe and calm yourself down, and after a couple of minutes, they both walk through the door. Their eyes are focused on you and you feel intimidated again.
"Okay, baby, so Robby and I have been talking about what we are going to do and we came up with a lot of good things. But we need to know where you draw the line." You nod; he knew about your fantasies. You accidentally told him one night you had a little too much to drink at his place; he didn't seem phased by what you said, so you figured he had some experience in that department. Also, it's not like you've had an extremely kinky sex life with past partners, but there are a lot of interesting things that you've stumbled upon on the internet that have caught your attention, so you have a pretty short list of nos.
"I mean, as long as I don't end up puking, it's acceptable. Oh! And no feet stuff. I'm pretty sure that's it." You say shyly and Robby looks at you with a shocked expression, and then at Jack.
"You were right, baby; she is a slut." He gives you a smirk and you look at the floor, embarrassed at the thought that Jack told him your secrets. "We got you a little something, sweetheart. Close your eyes." You close your eyes, and after a couple of seconds, you feel something on your lap. "Open." You open your eyes and you see Robby and Jack standing in front of you. Robby's arm is around Jack's waist and Jack's hand is over Robby's hip. "Take a look, baby." You open the box and you see a black lace lingerie bodysuit, a black silk robe and a pair of black heels. You can definitely tell that all of the items are expensive. "You like it?" You look back at them and nod, smiling. You don't think you've ever seen them smile that big. "Go change, take all the time you need. We'll be in the living room waiting for you." Both of them smile at you and leave.
You freshen up, put on your present, and look at yourself in the mirror; you feel hot, which is completely new to you. You put on the robe to try to cover yourself and then walk out the door, your arms crossed over your chest, feeling exposed even if you're covered, but you don't see them. You call them and see their heads peek out of a room; they smile. "I'm ready." You see Jack walk over to you, grab your hand, and lead you to sit on the couch. Robby sits next to you.
"Baby," you look at Jack. "We just want to let you know that if at any point you want to stop, you tell us, okay? Doesn't matter what we're doing." You feel his fingers drawing circles on your knuckles, and you nod "We need words."
"I understand."
"Tonight will be different. We're going to do a lot of things you haven't done and that we haven't done with you before, okay?" Is he saying that his sex life with Robby is more "interesting" than with you?
"Okay," You mumble, biting the inside of your lip.
"Come on then, beautiful," You hear Robby say, getting up and grabbing your hand. You get up and follow him until you're standing in front of the door that they peeked their heads out of. "So, the reason we've been a bit distant is behind this door." Jack's hands cover your eyes. You hear the door opening, and Robby pulls you into the room, carefully guiding you so you won't trip. You hear the door close behind you, making you jump slightly, earning a chuckle from Robby. "Okay, let her see, baby." Jack's hands disappear from your face and you gasp as your eyes scan around the room quickly. The room has been turned into basically a sex dungeon like the ones you've seen in videos. There are candles of different colors around the room and paddles hang on the wall. The bed already has restraints on all four corners. You notice some armoires and you can't help but think about what other things are hidden in them. Each little detail is sending a shiver down your spine and you start feeling your clit pulse. You swallow hard, looking around with wide eyes and Robby notices. "You like it?" There's a bit of fear in his voice; you're taking a little too long to say something.
"Baby?" You hear Jack from behind you; he also has the same hint of fear. They were worried it was a little too much, considering you haven't done anything too kinky and it would also be the first time you'll be fucking both of them.
"I love it!" You say smiling "Did you really do all this in a week?" You turn to look around the room, and they chuckle and nod.
"We have three days, so we can take things as slow as possible." Jack presses a kiss on your shoulder and Robby starts closing the distance, pecking your lips. You hum and giggle.
"Now, Baby, why don't you help me unwrap our present?" Robby tells Jack in a seductive tone. You feel butterflies in your stomach, and Jack hums, his hands snaking up your sides. You see Robby's hands start loosening the knot that's in the front of the robe and then he looks at you up and down. "The heels were definitely a nice touch, Jackie."
"Told you." Jack's tone is playful and he sends a wink to Robby. Because of work, you don't really "dress up", so this was the perfect opportunity for them to see you wearing something very different. Hearing them talk to each other like that about you was something you didn't know you needed. The knot on the front of your robe opens, and Robby's hands part the fabric away gently, his fingertips brushing your skin, while Jack's pushes it off your shoulders; the robe falls and pools on the floor. Your hands were moving, trying to cover yourself, when Jack's firm grip stopped you. "Uh, uh, sweetheart. Robby wants to see you." He was pressed against you and you felt his hard dick poking your ass while Robby looked you up and down again, a tent already forming in his pants. He started circling you slowly, like a predator does its prey, and Jack did the same until Robby was the one behind you. "So pretty. Don't you think, baby?" Robby said, looking at Jack, and you felt his hard dick on your back.
"Beautiful." He came closer, making your skin explode in goosebumps. Robby's hands started to rub your ass and hips while Jack pinched your nipples; a gasp left your mouth. You felt Robby kiss your shoulder and your neck, and then Jack's lips were on yours; the kiss was hungry and you couldn't help but moan. When you started working at PTMC, you never thought you'd end up getting fucked by your very hot attendings, let alone end up in a relationship with both of them. After a couple of minutes, you felt Robby turn you around; his lips were on yours and Jack was kissing and licking your neck and the top of your back. You closed your eyes; both of their lips made you feel dizzy and you were loving every second of it. You opened them slightly and saw Robby get rid of his pants and boxers, and by the movement behind you, Jack was doing the same. You started lowering yourself until you were on your knees between them.
"She's such a good girl, isn't she, Jackie?" Robby says, caressing your cheek.
"The best. Already knows what she has to do." Jack's running his hand through your hair and you smile. "Go on, sweetheart, have a little fun." Each of your hands grabs one of their dicks, they moan and they step closer to you when they feel your warm hand on their cocks. You start moving your hands up and down, fisting their cocks slowly, a bead of precum appearing on their tips. You lick your lips and bring them even closer, until their tips are so close that they're almost touching in front of your face. You flatten your tongue and lick their tips at the same time; the taste and the moan from both of them almost make you pass out and you immediately close your eyes. You keep giving their dicks kitten licks simultaneously while also jerking them. You suddenly hear the sound of lips smacking and when you look up, you see them kissing. They're so desperate for each other, and you want to reach down and touch yourself, but you continue licking their dicks until they break the kiss. "Go lie on that spanking bench, honey." You're about to walk when Robby's voice stops you.
"Ah, ah! You know the rules. Crawl." His eyes are dark, and you swallow hard. He loved making you crawl for him and you loved pleasing him, but having Jack in the room is making you shy. He stares at your face and a smirk appears on his face when he sees your eyes darting between him and Jack. He wanted to punish you for not following his orders immediately, but this was a little something only the two of you did and having Jack here was new to you; this night was for you to start letting loose for them, to get you used to being intimate and vulnerable with both of them, so they were both going to go easy on you tonight. He leans down until he's close, his breath hitting your face. "This is a safe place, baby. There's no judgment here; this is for all of us to have fun and get used to it. You think you can let loose for me, pretty girl?" His voice is comforting and calm while he caresses your cheek.
"Okay. I'll try" You see him smile and he pecks your lips.
"Thank you, honey. Now, can you crawl over there?" He straightens himself
You nod, "Can you walk in front of me? Jack, too?" You ask shyly; he nods, smiling at you, and you see Jack smiling. They start walking while looking back at you and help you get settled into the bench. You see Jack stand in front of the wall, taking his time choosing a paddle while Robby starts securing your wrists and ankles. You let out a shaky breath; your heart is beating out of your chest, in a good way.
"Are you doing okay? You want to stop?" Robby's brown eyes look at you with worry, making you feel more at ease. You know he wouldn't hurt you, and neither would Jack.
"No, I'm okay, just a bit nervous" You say shyly. He gives you a light smile and presses a long kiss on your lips, making you hum. He gets up, and the tip of his fingers starts caressing your back, ass, and legs, making you close your eyes and relax into his touch. You hear him chuckle, "More, please." He quickly glances at Jack, who's still deciding, and he touches you again. You hear steps getting closer, and you open your eyes. You see Jack give Robby a paddle while he's holding another one and you squirm, trying to get some type of friction.
"I think our pretty girl knows what's coming," Jack says, smirking. They both walk until they're behind you. "You are going to count each hit. If you mess up, we'll start over, understand?" You nod, and a hard hit lands on your thigh, making you whimper.
"I understand!" You say quickly.
"We'll start slow, okay?" Robby says with a gentle tone and you nod. You know that after you get comfortable, that's going to disappear. You feel a hit on your ass, it didn't hurt...yet. You hum slightly.
"One." You see Robby move his arm out of the corner of your eye and you flinch before the hit lands on your ass.
"Close your eyes, baby. That's cheating." He says, rubbing your back, as soon as you follow his orders, a harder hit courtesy of Jack lands on your ass, making you hiss.
"FIFTEEN!! Shit" Your ass is on fire. If you had been able to squirm away, you would've done it a long time ago. "Please, s-" Before you were able to finish the sentence, you felt another hit harder than the other ones. Robby and Jack swung at the same time, both of them hitting your skin. "SIXTEEN, SEVENTEEN!!!!!." You felt tears pricking your eyes; your ass felt like you sat on the sun and pins were pricking you. You felt both of their rough, strong hands rubbing your hot skin, making you moan. Then both of them started peppering kisses all over your body.
"You think you can handle more pain on that pretty little ass, sweetheart?" Jack says as his hand grabs your hair to make you turn your face to him.
"I-I don't know. I don't think so. I'm sorry." Your voice cracks at the end. You wanted to let them do whatever they wanted and you also wanted to see how much you could take. But right now, even the air stings.
"You have nothing to apologise for, sweetheart; isn't that right, baby?" Robby smiles nodding and gives you a kiss on your forehead. "We can try it next time." You nod and sigh in relief, and they both start freeing your limbs and help you stand up, each of them grabbing one of your arms just in case your legs are a little wobbly. After they let go of your arms, they start tearing the fabric off your body and they do the same with their shirts. Hands groping and roaming all over you. "The heels stay on, pretty girl." Jack commands in a low voice and you hear Robby agree.
When you're bare in front of them, Robby's hands fly to your chest, pinching and rolling your nipples a couple of times before his mouth wraps around one of them. A moan leaves your lips and you close your eyes as your hands fly to his hair. You hear Robby let out a deep groan and you feel something- well, more like someone- by your knees. You look down and you see Jack's head bobbing up and down slowly on Robby's length.
"Fuck" You whisper, earning you a chuckle from Robby and a smile from Jack when he lets go of Robby's cock with a pop. One of Robby's hands falls onto Jack's hair, giving it a slight tug.
"Keep sucking my cock, baby. I didn't tell you to stop, did I?" Robby's voice sent a shiver that went straight to your clit, and you were sure you were five seconds away from dripping onto the floor. Jack's mouth is on Robby's dick again. "Wanna help him, honey?"
"Yes, please." You whimper. His hands grab Jack's hair again, pulling him off and making him get up. He also grabs you by the hair and he moves you and Jack until your lips meet. Robby's grip is tight on your hair, making it sting and Jack's kiss is desperate, his hands groping your ass.
"You both look so beautiful like this. Can you taste me on Jack's mouth, honey?" The comment made you moan and Robby chuckled. He pulled you apart, making both of you look at him. "Now, I'm going to sit on the edge of the bed and as soon as I sit down, I want both of you on your knees and you'll start crawling towards me." He gave a quick peck to Jack and then to you. As soon as Robby sat down, Jack immediately went on all fours, shocking you. You never thought a man like Jack could be that submissive, and you're sure that Robby is going to be the same way at some point. You immediately reacted and did the same; you started crawling until you were both kneeling between Robby's legs. You saw Jack give Robby a slow lick that went from his balls to the tip of his dick, making the man hiss.
Jack grabs you by the hair. "Go on, be a good little slut for Robby. Take out your tongue." As soon as your tongue was out, Jack guided your head to do the same movement he did. "Again, keep going until Robby tells you to stop." You felt Jack's grip leave your head and then you felt the scratch of his stubble on your cheek. He was doing the same movements, your tongues meeting at some point on Robby's length. Robby groans and moans, eyes focused on both of you. You both look so pretty between his legs and seeing Jack teaching you how to please him almost made him cum right there. He felt Jack's tongue focusing more on his balls and he let his head fall back.
"Get on the bed and suck my cock, baby, let Jack have a little fun by himself down there." He taps the bed and you go over.
"Was I doing something wrong?" You're afraid that you messed up somehow.
"No, not at all. I just want you to get up here and keep your eyes focused on what he's doing so you can learn, because you're going to switch positions. Now suck" You start taking his dick in your mouth, bobbing your head slowly. You can see Jack's tongue all over the place, licking Roby's balls and the rest of Robby's dick that doesn't fit in your mouth, it's messy but so hot. Both men are moaning and you can imagine how desperate Jack is to feel some type of relief. Robby groans as soon as Jack starts sucking on his balls. "Fuck right there, baby, your tongue feels so good. Such a good boy." Jack moans and you clench on nothing.
Jack stops his movements, his lips swollen. "Come kneel next to me. So you can see better." You practically jump out of the bed and kneel next to him, focusing on his movements and Robby's sound, learning what you should be doing until he suddenly stops. You thought it was your turn, but you see him push Robby's knees up and keep them there. He leaves a few kisses on Robby's inner thighs and before you know it, Jack's tongue is lapping at Robby's hole, making him whimper. The only thing you could do was stare, focused on the scene in front of you. Jack starts lapping more desperately and one of his hands starts jerking Robby's cock. After a couple of minutes, Jack stops and looks at you. "Your turn, sweetheart." He grabs your hair and puts your face on Robby's balls, holding you there. Your tongue gives a small lick, earning a groan from Robby, so you did it again and again until you take one of them in your mouth. "Good job, sweetheart. Such a good girl, isn't she, baby?", you hear Robby moan in confirmation, after he's sure you know what to do, Jack's grip leaves your hair, and he's on the bed sucking Robby's cock, taking the whole thing in his mouth while Robby gives him a couple of spanks. You keep sucking and lower yourself until your tongue reaches his hole. Robby thrust his hips up and hit the back of Jack's throat, making him gag. The reaction you got was music to your ears, so you closed your eyes, and your movements sped up.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Baby, stop." Robby's moans were breathy; you were sure he was getting close and you were not going to stop until he came. Then you feel someone pull you off of him by your hair; you yelp and open your eyes. You see, Robby, the tip of his nose is close to yours. "That's strike one, baby. Now, let's take care of Jack." He gives you a tap on your cheek, a warning. You wait until Jack is lying just like Robby was a few seconds ago and you immediately take his balls in your mouth, licking and sucking them while Robby's lips wrap around his cock. You push Jack's legs up, and your tongue is on his hole. Jack lets out a strangled moan; he wasn't expecting you to immediately pay attention to that part of him yet, and Robby chuckles. "She learns fast." Jack hums in agreement, eyes closed. At some point, you're licking Jack's cock at the same time as Robby. When you get to the tip, you both start kissing sloppily with Jack's dick in between and your hand is rubbing his balls.
Jack looks up and he almost cums right there. "You two are going to kill me one day. Shit!" His voice is raspy, he throws his head back and you whimper while Robby lets out a chuckle. After a couple of minutes, you switch places with Robby, your slick was all over your inner thighs, and you were starting to get impatient; you hoped they were going to pay attention to you soon. Jack's finger rubbed your slit and a loud whine escaped from your lips. "You're soaked, baby. You want us to play with you a little?"
"Please, I can't take it anymore." You looked at Jack, your chin was covered with spit, and your lips were swollen.
"Aww, did you hear that, baby? Our pretty little slut wants to be touched. What do you think?" Robby looks at you, and you see a smirk appear in his face.
Robby hums and then gives you an order: "Lie down and spread your legs." You get in position; your heart is beating like crazy and you immediately feel both of their tongues on your pussy. You squeal and try to close your legs, but they get a hold of your knees, holding them open and then you feel a hard slap on your pussy, which makes you yelp. "If you close your legs again, you're going to be done for tonight and Jackie and I will have fun without you." You shiver at Robby's words; he's not that dominant compared to Jack, unless he's had a hard day, but the thought of him acting the same is enough for you to feel a jolt of electricity travel through your body.
You shake your head, "I'll be good, I promise." They go back to lick and suck your clit, their tongues and their rough hands kneading your thighs make you feel like you're floating. Everything feels too much, but in a good way and you can't believe you have both of them eating you out like they are starved. You look at them, and you swear you almost stop breathing; their tongues are crashing into each other while sloppily licking and flicking your sensitive clit. You can also hear them moan and groan into your pussy, and you just want to look at their cock, you're sure their pre-cum is dripping onto the floor.
Jack put his face next to your ear; his breath is warm, making goosebumps appear on your skin. "Play with your tits, baby." You let out a small moan and start pinching and squeezing your nipples as you start feeling your orgasm building up. "There we go, honey, such a good girl aren't you?" The only thing that you can do is nod and arch your back, since Robby started sucking on your clit while Jack was busy next to you. Your breathing starts getting more erratic, your moans are louder and your legs start tensing, indicating that you were close, both men noticed. "Looks like our slut is close, keep going, baby, make her cum on your tongue." Jack's fingers tangle in Robby's hair, holding him in place as he groans.
"Fuck, yes! Please don't stop; your tongue feels so good, I'm about to cum." Jack starts to slowly pump his dick with his free hand. You feel yourself getting closer; you start pushing yourself more onto Robby's face and when your breath gets caught in your throat, signalling that you were five seconds away from cumming, Robby's mouth leaves your pussy, making you whine loudly. "Wha-No, no, no, please!" You hear Robby chuckle and give your pussy another hard slap, making you yelp.
"I think you forgot who's in charge here, honey." He gets up, walks over to the nightstand, and opens the first drawer. You see him grab something, but the lighting doesn't let you see what it is. He sits next to you on the bed, his finger rolls your nipples and Jack is still next to you; his index finger gathers the precum that's on Robby's tip and with his middle finger, he gathers his.
"Open your mouth, baby." You obey; his finger enters your mouth, making you close your eyes and your tongue runs all over them. "Good girl, keep sucking on my fingers." You feel pressure and a stinging pain in your nipples. You try to scream, but Jack moves his fingers deeper into your mouth, making you gag.
"Shh! There we go, baby, just breathe." You hear Robby coo in your ear and you take a deep breath. "Color?"
Jack takes his fingers out of your mouth so you can talk. "Green." As soon as the words leave your mouth, his fingers start running up and down your slit. Robby gives you a smile and a kiss on your cheek before he starts pulling the chain that connects the clamps. He starts pulling it slowly, then releases it, while he kisses you all over your chest and neck at the same time that Jack starts drawing slow circles on your clit. "Please fuck me already, you can torture me later!" You whine, you just need to get fucked, you've been waiting for this for a long time.
"What's the rush, sweetheart?" Jack says as he teases your entrance with the tip of his fingers. "We have all the time in the world." Robby laughs and starts kissing your lips while he keeps playing with the chain, making you gasp and whine because of the pain, and Jack is rubbing your clit while he peppers kisses and bites all over your neck, chest and shoulder. You feel Robby's lips leave yours; you open your eyes and see him jumping over you, then he kneels next to Jack's face. He grabs the chain again and he pushes his cock into Jack's mouth, thrusting his hips.
"Ja-Jack, I'm so close! Please!" His fingers leave your pussy again and he focuses entirely on Robby's cock. You whine, you're frustrated. "Robby, can you please make cum!" You know you sound pathetic, he tugs harder at the chain. "More." You moan, he smirks and he does it again.
"You like it when I hurt you, pretty girl?" He pushes himself until he hits the back of Jack's throat, hand holding the man in place.
"Fuck! Yes, I love it!" He pulls Jack off of him, making him look at him. "Why don't you fuck her first, baby? You deserve it, you've waited long enough." He leans down and leaves a quick kiss on his lips. You see Jack moving towards you and your heart starts beating faster. You were finally going to get fucked and especially by Jack; it has been a while. The last time you had the opportunity to have him, you got called in to work.
"I want you on top of me, baby," He says as he lies down. Robby is also lying down and stroking his cock, watching both of you. You quickly straddle him, sinking yourself slowly down his length. The stretch feels good, but it makes you gasp. Jack's hands are on your hips, helping you lower yourself and with every inch he buries inside of you, he lets out a moan. "You're so tight." He grits out. You finally have him completely inside you, and you lean down to kiss him. Your tongues are exploring each other's mouths, your teeth are clashing and as soon as he bites your lip harder than usual, you clench, squeezing his dick. "Fuck! Someone's definitely a little pain slut." You giggle, you start moving your ass up and down, he spanks you and grabs the chain.
"Do you like how Jack feels, baby?" You nod, whining. "Uh, uh, sweetheart, I want to hear you say it." You knew what he wanted to hear, and Jack, too.
"I love how deep your dick feels inside my pussy, Jackie." Jack smiles. He pulls on the chain, making you move faster. "Robby!" you whine, looking at him and reaching out. He's not getting any attention, and you feel bad.
He grabs your hand and kisses it. "It's okay, be a good girl and focus on Jack; make him feel good." He smiles and continues jerking his dick.
You keep bouncing on Jack's cock, kissing his neck and leaving some marks on his chest and shoulder, while Robby is kissing his mouth and whispering what you guess is filth into his ear, because his hands start making you bounce faster, his breathing is more erratic and his moans are starting to get louder.
"Fuck! You feel amazing, sweetheart, so good!" He moans, and Robby bites his ear; you see his skin raise with goose bumps and you know that was going to make him cum.
A moan leaves your lips, "Are you close, baby?" He nods his head fast and bites his lips. You hum and lean down so that your mouth is next to his ear. "I want you to fill me up, please." A strangled "fuck" left his lips. You smirked and started moving faster; the sound of your skin slapping was obscene.
"Shit, fuck, you feel so good. I'm so close, baby, please don't stop!" 'I'm about to cum!" As soon as those words left his lips, you got off of him, his hips thrusting into the air, he let out a loud whine and you laughed.
"You're going to regret that, honey." You heard Robby say, chuckling as he licked and spit on Jack's cock, then he straddled Jack and sank himself on his cock, both men letting out a moan that you're sure you'll remember for the rest of your life. Your mouth hung open. "You plan on staring, or you're going to do something?" You swallow and look around. You weren't sure what to do; you've never done this before. Robby chuckles lightly. "Sit on Jack's face, facing me."
"Are you sure?" You say, looking at Robby and then at Jack. "I don't want to hurt him." You hear Jack chuckle.
"You're not going to hurt him, sweetheart." He leans down to kiss Jack, you can hear their lips smacking and then Robby presses his forehead against Jack's. "Do you want her to sit on your face, baby?"
He nods and bites his lip. "Sit on my face, honey. I want to taste you."
Robby straightens himself and looks at you, smirking, while he jerks himself slowly. "You heard him, baby, sit." You move over to Jack and start lowering yourself slowly; you don't want to accidentally break his nose. Apparently, you were moving a bit too slowly for his liking because his hands grab your thighs and pull you down onto his face. As soon as his tongue makes contact with your pussy a moan leaves his mouth and you shriek; you're really sensitive. His tongue flicks your clit, making you close your eyes. Robby grabs the chain again and gives it a light tug, the sting complementing Jack's actions well. Robby's lips press against yours, giving a gentle peck while one of his hands caresses your cheek. "You look beautiful." You hum. "Does Jack's tongue feel good, baby?"
"Mmmm. Yes!" That's the only thing you can say.
"You hear that, baby?" Jack grunts. "Make her cum." That's all he needed to hear. Jack's grip tightens on your legs and he also starts sucking on your clit. You feel close, faster than before; your legs tighten around him, and Jack stops his actions. You whine; you're sure it was payback for what you did to him earlier. Robby's lips are on yours again and his hand grabs yours. You feel his dick in your hand and he moves your hand up and down on his length. Jack starts sucking your clit and you feel close again. Everything feels too much and you can't hold it any longer.
"Shit! I-I'm close." You feel Robby thrusting into your hand, Jack's tongue sucking and flicking your clit, the pain from Robby pulling the chain to the clamps on your nipples, the sounds that are echoing through the room, everything feels more heightened, and you end up cumming, hard. You scream, which gets muffled by Robby's lips, but moans and whines still fall from your mouth; you feel him smile.
"Such a good girl." He moves faster on Jack's length, so do his thrusts into your hand. Jack's tongue doesn't stop abusing your poor clit and your legs shake; you tried getting away, but he held you down harder. Both get louder, Robby starts announcing that he's about to cum and then you feel something warm on your hand, you look down and you see his cum all over your hand and on Jack's stomach. Robby groans, "Fuck! Yes, baby!" He rests his forehead against yours and you keep jerking him, focusing on his pink tip. A whine leaves his lips because of the overstimulation
"What's wrong, baby? Is it too much?" You say giggling, his hand tries to grab yours so he can stop you. "You'd better put that hand away." His hand drops and you smile. You give him a couple of more tugs and then release his cock.
"Fuck you're amazing." He chuckles and kisses you. Jack is still making sounds, which are being muffled by your pussy grinding against his face; you're sure his mouth is soaked. "I know you're close, Jackie, cum inside me, please," He says desperately between breaths and then a loud groan from Jack echoes through the room, signalling that he came. You groan and grind yourself on his face and you hear his muffled moans. "Fuck!" Robby whispers. You feel Jack's grip release you and get off of him. You were going to kiss him, but as soon as you were off his face, Robby was kissing him hungrily. Tasting your cum on Jack's mouth, you lean down and join them, moaning at the taste of you on both of their tongues. After a couple of seconds, you all pull back to try to get some air and calm down a little. You lie down next to Jack. He kisses your forehead, and Robby stays lying on top of him. One of Jack's hands rubs his back slowly. "Are both of you okay?" Jack hums; he's about to fall asleep, and you nod, giving him a smile.
"Are you okay, Robby?" You say shyly. He looks amazing, and you can tell he's tired; he barely got any sleep this week because he had to work the night shift for a couple of days.
"I'm okay, baby." He gives you a tired smile and a hand caresses your cheek.
"So, can we keep going? I didn't get exactly what I wanted." You say, giggling; you see Robby's eyes widen, and Jack scoffs.
"I don't think I have more in me, honey. I promise that tomorrow we can go as many times as you want." You feel a bit disappointed, but you understand; it's not the first time it's happened with him, or with Jack, for that matter.
"Jack?" You hear mim chuckle.
"I could go again." You smile, and the words make you feel like your pussy woke up again. "But I'm not going to!" Your face drops.
"What?! Why?!" You raise your voice; you see Robby lift his eyebrows in shock because of the sudden brattiness that came over you and Jack snaps his head to look at you, sternly.
"Because of that little stunt you pulled earlier. We are in charge here, not you. We let you get away with a lot of things tonight, but starting tomorrow, that'll change. So now we are going to shower and then go to bed. End of discussion." You wanted to protest, you opened your mouth to say something, but Robby spoke first.
"Stop!" He says sternly. You shut your mouth. "Now, let's get ready for bed." He gets up; Jack follows him, and you have no other choice but to do the same, but not before rolling your eyes and letting out what you thought was a silent scoff. Unfortunately for you, they heard it, so that's another thing that they'll have to punish you for tomorrow. You follow them to the kitchen, to have some water and then make your way to Robby's bathroom. All of you shower and then lie in bed. You were between them, your back pressed against Robby's front, one of his arms around your waist, hugging you tight, as if you're going to drift away. You're facing Jack, who's also really close, with one of his arms over Robby's, who's completely asleep. You nuzzle into his neck, still upset that he didn't want to go again; he kisses your forehead and you close your eyes.
You're woken up by some rustling in the room. You open your eyes and you see that Jack is dressed. It's 7:30 am, you know he obviously doesn't work today, so the fact that he was up was weird.
"Jack?" He comes over to you.
"Morning, baby. I'm just going to the shooting range for a bit, okay? I'll be back later. Go to sleep." He caresses your head and gives you a peck; you turn to face Robby so you can cuddle into him before going back to sleep. He walks over to Robby, who's facing away from you, and does the same thing; you hear him give Robby a kiss and then go out the door. You feel Robby turn to face you. He wraps you in his arms and you nuzzle into his chest, giving him a kiss. He smiles and kisses your forehead before both of you end up falling asleep again. After a couple of hours, you open your eyes, and Robby's hands are caressing your back up and down. You hum.
"Morning, honey." He says with a deep voice.
"Morning," You nuzzle closer to him, staying like that for a little while.
"How about I make some breakfast? Jack will get here later." You nod, and you head to the bathroom and go into the kitchen with Robby. You hug him by the waist, you press your face into his bare back, leaving open mouth kisse all over it, then your hands lower until you reach his dick and give it a squeeze.
"What are you doing, honey?" He says, looking down at you, a hint of mischief in his voice. You shrug, giggling. You keep touching and kissing him all over, feeling his cock come to life. He looks at you sternly.
"Oh come on, Robby, I know you like it." You give him a hard squeeze on his semi-hard dick. You need and want him; you get on your knees, looking at him and your hands fly to the waistband of his pants to pull them down. Until he grabs your arms and makes you get up.
"I love it. But you are in trouble, so I suggest you be good until Jack gets back." He kisses your forehead "We need to talk to see how we're going to deal with you." He continues cooking and you scoff. He raises an eyebrow at your attitude, which you didn't see, and you continue teasing him until it's time to eat. He loved the feelings of your hands all over his body; it made him feel good about himself, especially at his age, but Jack and he made a deal. They were going to be stern; you could be a bit of a brat, so they're definitely going to take care of that. They're too old to be dealing with tantrums.
The front door opens and Jack comes in, calling out for you and Robby, who's sitting on the couch, reading some medical paper that caught his attention. He walks straight to Robby and kisses him; the kiss is hungry and Jack pulls away, trying to catch his breath. "I missed you, too," Jack says, giving him a smile. Robby looks at him, smiling back and there's a glimmer in his eyes. He looks around. Robby chuckles, knowing what he's thinking.
"Our girl was misbehaving, so I had to take care of her sooner than we planned." Jack hums and raises his eyebrows in surprise; he was afraid Roby might be a little too soft on you, but it looks like he had nothing to worry about. Jack was already thinking of what punishment you would receive. "Why don't I help you shower and get ready, so we can figure out her punishment?" Robby gets up, grabs Jack's hands, and guides him to the bathroom.
You're lying tied up on the bed in your little dungeon, blindfolded, with a gag in your mouth. A vibrator is tied to your thigh, hitting directly on your clit and the only rule is to not cum. You have no idea how long it has been since Robby left you here; the feeling on the vibrator is too much, since you're still sensitive from last night. Thankfully, you've been successful in following the rule, although you're not sure how much longer you're going to last. Part of this is your fault; you got in trouble last night and this morning, but you didn't care. You honestly never thought that they were going to be this serious about trying new things, especially Robby; not that you're complaining, but you wouldn't have messed up this badly. You are anxious about what's going to happen when Jack gets home and knows what you did. Even though his personality is more easygoing than Robby's, he's just as strict and, depending on the day, maybe even more, especially in the bedroom. He likes discipline and he doesn't like attitude, so when he gets home and Robby tells him about this morning's occurrence, you're fucked, more than you already were.
Time has passed; you're not sure how much. You've came twice already; your clit is red and puffy, and you can't take any more. You've tried to move, hoping that the vibrator will move away from your clit, but you haven't been successful; Roby made sure it would stay put. You hear the door close, and you jump. You start struggling more against the restraints.
Robby walks in and laughs when he sees you moving desperately on the bed. "Oh, poor baby. Looks like someone can't handle a little vibrator. What do you think about that, Jackie?" You swallow hard. He's already here and you're sure Robby told him about you not listening to him this morning. He lets out a dark, low chuckle. You feel Robby turning the vibrator off and you sigh in relief. He gets rid of it and then his fingers are spreading your pussy open, both men's eyes focusing on your puffy red clit and your soaked pussy, "So fucking pretty." One of his fingers runs down your slit and then he slowly pushes it in, making you moan. "I thought I told you that you weren't allowed to cum." You whine; you could've sworn he wouldn't notice.
"You can't stop fucking up, can you, sweetheart?" Jack's thick finger also makes its way inside you; the stretch makes you hiss. Robby removes the gag and the blindfold; you look at them. You could lie, but you're already in enough trouble and by the looks of it, they both know your body well enough already to know when you cum, so lying is not an option.
"I-I'm sorry. I couldn't hold it." They both start moving their finger in and out of you, making you arch your back.
"I'm gonna untie you now and you'll lie face down, with your legs dangling over the edge of the bed for Jack. Understood?" You nod and a slap from Robby lands on your cheek; you feel the skin tingling. "We're not going to go easy on you this time, sugar." Another slap lands on your cheek, and you bite your lip; you know his handprint is already on your face. This side of Robby is completely new for you and you love it.
"I understand." You don't know if it's the dim lighting, but you swear his eyes are darker than usual, and Jack's too. He starts untying you. "Can I get up and stretch real quick, please?" You see him nod, and a quiet thank-you leaves your lips. You get up and stretch, eyes closing; your limbs feel a bit numb from being in the same position for quite some time. You feel a pair of hands on your hips and a kiss on your cheek. You turn around and see Jack; he gives you a smile and you hug him; his strong arms immediately wrap around you. You look at Robby, hoping that he will join the hug, but he's standing with his arms crossed and a stern look adorns his face.
"Go get in position, baby" Jack says, giving you a peck and then a hard slap. You walk towards the bed and lie down; Jack's legs straddle yours. "I was expecting you'd forget to dress her for us." Jack mentions looking at Robby, who gives him a smirk.
Robby walks towards Jack and stands next to him; one of his arms snakes around his waist. "I would never. I love to see our little toy looking perfect before we ruin her"
Both men are admiring the red lacy lingerie they picked out for you and caressing every inch of your body, their warm touch making you hum in contentment. "Such a pretty girl, isn't she, baby?" Jack says, admiration is all over his voice.
"Yes. Too bad she's such a brat." Robby barks at you
"We'll fix that soon." Jack's voice is dark, like something switched inside him and as soon as he finishes his sentence, Robby's hand comes down on your ass, hard.
You clench your fists "One" You quickly say and immediately hear them laugh at you. Heat rushes to your face.
"Looks like last night was enough to teach her what to do. Luckily for you, honey, we're going to stop whenever we feel like you've had enough, so you don't have to count." Robby says, caressing the mark he left on your ass, before his hand comes down again on the same spot, making you whimper. He stands behind Jack, pressing his bulge against him, making the man moan. "Go on, baby, play with her. I got her all warmed up for you." He leaves kisses all over Jack's shoulders and back, while also palming Jack's cock. Jack's fingertips ghost over the back of your thighs and your back, and goosebumps appear on your skin.
Before you know it, he's leaning down, kissing your back, making his way up to your ear, as he presses his ass on Robby's hard cock, earning a groan. "Are you going to be a good slut for us and take your punishment like a big girl?"
"Yes, sir." You're mumbling already and they haven't even started. You hear him chuckle because he knows you're gone; he can do anything he wants and you won't complain. He remembered the first time you called him that; you were at his place after a double and the night shift in particular was really rough, especially for you. He had made you cum so much that your brain felt like it was, finally, turned off. He started fucking you, then asked you a question and before you knew it, those words left your lips; you immediately started to apologize. His hand wrapped around your neck; he leaned down and kissed you so hard that your lips almost bled, and he started fucking you harder, making you scream his name.
"Good girl." He kisses the crown of your head and then his hands start slapping your ass, pretty gently at first. Robby kneels in front of you; his clothes are long gone and his hard cock is aligned with your mouth. Your mouth waters and as you lean a bit forward to take him in your mouth, Jack pulls your hair to make you lie down again. A harder slap lands on your ass, then a couple more, until you're whimpering. Your hands move to cover your ass from Jack, but Robby immediately grabs them, holding them firmly straight out in front of you. You look up at him and a smile is on his face, while Jack keeps landing hard blows on your skin.
"That's enough, baby." Robby says as he releases your arms. Jack hesitates, but stops. You sigh in relief, he walks over to admire Jack's work on you. "How about we take a picture? What do you say, sweetheart?" You nod. As soon as he finishes, you feel his hands rubbing your ass; his touch makes you hiss. They both start leaving gentle kisses all over you, then you see Robby lying down, his head hanging off the edge of the bed. He felt you moving towards him, but stopped you. "You don't get to touch me or Jack until we say so, so face down, ass up, legs spread wide." Jack positions himself in front of Robby, who opens his mouth and Jack starts lowering himself and easing his cock down Robby's throat until he's fully inside him. Jack moans and starts thrusting slowly. You can feel yourself clenching on nothing, and a whimper leaves your mouth, making Jack look at you with a smirk as he slowly fists Robby's cock.
"You like what you're seeing, sweetheart?"
"Yes, sir." You say shyly, making him chuckle.
"Hear that, baby?" He thrusts into Robby's throat and a strangled moan leaves his lips. You see Jack lowering himself slowly until he licks a long stripe along Robby's shaft and then takes him in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down slowly. Soon enough, the room is filled with the sounds of Robby and Jack's moaning, plus the sounds as they suck each other's cock. You want to touch yourself, but you resist. If you keep fucking up, they won't fuck you and you're not willing to lose that opportunity, so you stay there, looking and feeling your pussy pulsing, getting wetter by the second. They finally stop torturing you, and you get excited thinking that they are going to pay attention to you now.
"Stay just like that." You hear Robby tell you and he gets behind you. You hear him inhale, and he starts spanking you again, not as hard as Jack's, but hard enough that it makes your already sensitive skin burn. A moan leaves your lips and you fist the sheets. "Good girl, baby. You're doing so well." Jack walks over and he starts running his nails over the red skin.
"Sweetheart, we're going to try something I saw in one of the little videos you sent me." Your mind starts racing, thinking about what it could be, but there are many possibilities. "If it's too much, use the safe word, okay?"
"Okay, sir." Jack gives you a smile, and Robby's dumbfounded about how good you're behaving. Robby starts taking the lingerie off your body, admiring how you're all his.
"And remember that if you don't like it, Jack was the one who insisted on 'surprising' you with this." Robby has a bit of worry in his voice and glares at Jack, who rolls his eyes. He loved the idea when Jack told him about using it as a punishment, but he thought they would ease you into it, considering that you've never done this before and neither have they. But no, Jack was determined to be firm today. Your brows furrow and you feel anxious.
You see Robby kneeling in front of you again, pecking your lips. You were going to beg him to let you suck his cock, but before you could open your mouth to speak, you felt something hot land on your ass. You yelp and try to move, but Jack pinched your ankles between his knees and you couldn't escape. Robby straightened himself, in case he needed to step in. More of the same hot prickling sensation comes one right after the other, and you squirm. "It's okay, baby, breathe in, you can hold onto my legs. Shhhh, you're okay." Robby sweetly caresses your hair.
"Turn that fucking candle on right now and stop babying her!" Jack spits out and Robby sighs before following his commands. You brace yourself because you have no idea where the wax is going to land. After a couple of seconds, you feel a hot drop land on your upper back. You flinch and whimper, squeezing Robby's thighs. You moan as more wax hits your skin and you get used to the sensation, your nails dig into his skin and a deep groan escapes your throat. "I bet that pussy would be squeezing my dick right now, isn't that right slut?" He pulls your hair and wax falls on the crook between your neck and shoulder. You whine and moan at the pain.
"Yes, sir." The sensations are too much. Robby was moving the candle up and down your back, to the sides and also on your ass while Jack tried to hold it over the same spot as much as possible before he moved onto untouched skin; your moans were getting louder; the pain felt good; you loved being "hurt" by them.
Robby saw you were enjoying it, so the worry he had had disappeared, and suddenly he was not having it; this is supposed to be a punishment for the most part. So he blows out both of the candles and before Jack could even protest, he speaks. "Kneel on the floor, hands together behind your back. If I see them move, you'll be left here with a vibrator on for hours." You scramble to kneel on the floor and Jack pulls Robby into a rough kiss, getting turned by how (suddenly) dominant he's being with you.
Both men stand in front of you, and Robby pushes your knees apart with his foot. "Much better." You see both of them turn on the candles again and you suck in a breath, bracing yourself for the pain that's about to come your way. They both place the candle over your shoulders. You tense and squeal when the first drops of hot wax hit your skin, and you try your best not to move. Then they move the candles slowly; moans fall from your lips as their tips leak precum, making your mouth water. They reach the top of your breasts, and you whimper, squirming. Both men raise their eyebrows at you, and you sit still. Then they move their hands; the wax is falling on your nipples and you want to scream in pain, but you also want more. You close your eyes, and a shaky breath leaves your lips.
"Color?" Jack's voice makes you come back to earth
"Green" You moan, saying as you open your eyes
"Fuck! Such a good girl taking her punishment so well, aren't you, baby?" Jack's voice is low and his eyes are focused on you.
You frantically nod, they keep moving the candles all over your chest again. "Are you going to behave from now on?" Roby says, raising his eyebrow at you.
"Yes, I promise." You start chanting 'I promise' faster than before because the wax is now falling on your inner thighs and close to your pussy. Robby's foot was between your legs, really close and you just wanted to grind yourself on it, like an animal, so you could finally feel some type of relief.
Robby blows out his candle and so does Jack. They stare at you for a couple of seconds and decide to take pictures again. A small part of you wants to cover yourself, but a bigger part of you is enjoying this new type of attention you're getting from them. When they finish their little photoshoot, Jack leans down and lifts your chin to make you look at him as Robby walks over to look for something that you can't see.
He hums, his grip on your chin tightens. "I don't really believe you. Do you, baby?" He turns his head to look at Robby, who's coming over with a black leather flogger in his hands. You swallow hard. You figured they were going to remove the wax before fucking you, but you definitely never thought they were going to do it with that.
Robby smirks, "Not one bit." You see Jack's smile widen, and he comes to stand behind Jack, who moans when he feels Robby's hard cock on his ass. "Can you hold her arms up for me, baby?" He leans down, saying (barely audible to you) and starts leaving gentle kisses on the man's back. His voice sounds like honey, and again you can't keep your eyes off of them. Seeing them together, especially like this, makes your stomach and your pussy, flutter and you can't get enough of it. "I'll play with you soon, I promise." That you heard and you couldn't wait to see them. He bites Jack's ear, making the man's cock twitch.
Jack walks to stand behind you. "Arms up" he barks at you, and you immediately obey. As soon as you raise them, you feel his tight grip on your wrists.
"Make sure she doesn't move. If she moves, she won't be the only one who gets punished." Robby's gaze is firm; Jack's cock jumps at the words and a mischievous smile appears on your face, which he notices. "I wouldn't be smiling if I were you, baby, because if your hands get out of Jack's grip, your punishment will be even worse." His tone was firm and clear; the smile quickly faded from your mouth. If there's something you've learned since you started working with Robby, it's that his threats are never empty; he's a man of his word, no matter what it is. "You don't have to count, okay? I know that's too much to ask from you after a rough day." He smirks at you, and you curse him in your mind; you bite your tongue as the embarrassment makes its way through your body. You know why he said it; that's probably one of the most embarrassing things that has ever happened to you, especially in front of him and you promised yourself no one else would know, because how could a medical professional be so bad at counting? No person in the world would trust you to take care of them.
You were still pretty new at PTMC and were almost done with your shift, with about three hours left. The day had been extremely exhausting, especially with one of the victims of a car crash, who was agitated and had a horrible knee fracture. To your luck, you took that case with Robby, everything was going pretty smoothly, until Park the Shark came down. You had been lucky enough to never be in the same room he was called in, which you were extremely grateful for, until today. You were terrified of him; everyone was. All the stories you heard were enough for you to make sure to stay 50 feet away from him, but today your luck ran out. You were standing next to Robby after stabilizing the patient (waiting for Dr. Park to come down), who was asking you about the treatment for the patient if it were a different scenario, and as soon as you heard Robby greet him, you tensed. You figured Park was going to stand where you were, so you decided to move, but you made the mistake of turning too quickly and bumped straight into him. He was big and strong; it felt like you walked straight into a brick wall. His arms quickly grabbed yours to prevent you from falling, which you were grateful for since you were going to land directly on the patient's fractured knee. You started to quickly apologize, mumbling and scurrying away like a mouse. Robby tensed up as well, knowing how Park is, but before the surgeon could say something, the patient spoke. After a while, you were still riled up and looking around the room you were in; you kept thinking that Park would come back and bite your head off because of what happened earlier. Your shift was over and you were in front of your locker, counting some cash. You were sure you had $350, but your counting didn't add up; you were too busy huffing and trying to focus to notice Robby standing next to you, watching you with curiosity and amusement.
"Everything okay?"
You groan. "No. I'm sure I had $350 in here, and I'm missing money." You feel like crying; you just want to go home and sleep.
"Can I see?" He puts his hand out, and you hand him the money. He counts it twice. "It's all here." He chuckles lightly
"What?" You're in disbelief; you've been counting and searching for the "missing" money for ten minutes. He takes the bills and asks you to sum them up, but of course you freeze; math has never been your strong suit and being asked to do math, even if it's as simple as addition, after a brutal shift by your hot attending is an absolute mess.
Robby chuckles and you've never felt this embarrassed before; this will definitely keep you up at night until the day you die. You look absolutely gorgeous, flustered. He takes each bill and counts slowly, making sure you're following him and when you see that, in fact, all the money was there, you chuckle nervously.
"Thank you, Dr. Robby. I swear I'm not that dumb." You laugh nervously and you hear him laugh.
"I've never thought that. You just need some sleep. Good night, hun." He gives you a wink and a smile, and your heart almost leaps out of your mouth.
The first hit of the flogger on your chest made you come back to reality. The first few hits were gentle; Robby was making sure you were getting used to the feeling. But by the 10th strike, it started to sting and the hits came with a bit more force. You were trying your best not to move, but your arms were starting to feel heavy. You closed your eyes, trying to ground yourself.
"Open your eyes! I want you to look at what I'm doing to you, baby." You look at him, and you can't help but stare at his cock. The tip has a bead of precum that you want to taste and it's an angry pink. You feel Jack, who is completely enthralled by Robby, jerk your arms, signaling you to look back at the man in front of you. Hits keep landing harder than before; Jack's grip gets tighter the more you squirm, you're sure he's going to leave bruises on your wrists. Moans and whines fall from your lips and you see small pieces of red wax fly from the impact. "I told you to stop and you didn't want to listen." Six more hits land on your chest. Your tits are on fire. Robby throws the flogger on the bed; Jack's pulling your arms up, signaling you to stand up. When you're on your feet, he presses himself against you; his hands are kneading and squeezing your sore tits, making you whine. Robby storms over to you; his hands wrap around your neck and he gives you a hungry kiss. "You did so well, honey." Two of his fingers run along your slick slit. "You're soaked." He takes his fingers and shoves them in Jack's mouth. Jack moans and his tongue runs all over Robby's fingers. "Good job, baby. Clean my fingers. She tastes amazing, doesn't she?" Jack groans and you whimper at his words.
Jack releases Robby's fingers with a pop. "My turn." You thought he meant he was going to touch you. "Get on the feet of the bed, on your knees, chest pressed onto the mattress." He gives your tits a hard slap, making you yelp. Robby grabs you by the back of your neck and drags you to the bed to make sure you're exactly how Jack wants you. Jack takes the same flogger and he walks to stand behind you, while Robby sits in front of you, his back against the headboard, legs spread open, making your mouth water as he slowly fists his cock. "Eyes on Robby, sweetheart." You feel a hard hit land on your ass; you yelp and lunge forward. Jack's hand grips your hair and pulls you back until you're in the same position you started. "Don't move!"
"Bu-"
"Shut up!" Another hard hit, you whine; Robby's fisting his cock slowly again, watching every single move intently. Hits land on your ass, making you moan, whimper and yelp. Each sound that left your lips went straight to their dicks, they were so desperate to fuck you, but they wanted to play with you a bit more. The last hit was the hardest, and you collapsed on the bed. "All done, baby." You sigh, feel something cold, and flinch.
"Shh, stay still, angel. Jack's cleaning some of the wax." You feel Jack leave a kiss on your back and gently pats your ass. He walks over to Robby, leans down, and they start kissing and groping each other. You are lying on your stomach, eyes glued to them and grateful that they are letting you take a small break. You see Robby get on all fours and start sucking Jack's cock. Jack's hand grabs the man's hair, holding him in place while he starts thrusting slowly; your eyes run up and down each of them and when you see Robby, you just want to bury your face between his ass. You get on all fours on the bed, getting ready to crawl to him, but Jack noticed. He snapped his fingers and pointed down, making you sit on your knees. After a couple of minutes that felt like hours, Robby released Jack's cock from his swollen lips.
"Come on, baby. Get on your knees and start sucking on Jack's cock." As soon as you're in front of it, you lick a long stripe from his balls to his tip, looking directly at his eyes, making him hiss. "Look at our little slut putting up a show for us." You giggle and take your time, making sure to make it last as much as possible. While you're busy trying to fit him into your mouth, Robby kneels behind him, spreading Jack open, then his tongue pokes out and as soon as it makes contact with Jack's hole, he thrusts forward, his tip hitting the back of your throat, making you gag. You pull away quickly; Jack grips your chin, tilting your head up, making you look at him. He sees the tears in your eyes and smirks.
"Aww, is my dick too big, sweetheart?" His tone was full of fake worry, making your pussy flutter.
"Yes, sir." Your voice is quiet and you hear Robby chuckle.
"You better find a way to take me all the way down your throat, because if you don't, I won't need you and I'll just keep Robby to take care of me." Robby groans at his words, the praise from Jack making his chest swell with pride. You shake your head frantically and keep trying to take him, taking a tiny bit more the more you try. "Shit! Good job, baby." He says through gritted teeth as he throws his head back. Robby gets up and then positions himself behind you, spreading your ass open.
"Fuck! Such a pretty little hole, baby." A whine leaves your lips; you feel more exposed than ever and a part of you wants to hide under the sheets. You feel spit land on your hole and before you have time to process what's happening, Robby's tongue is all over it as his hands hold you open for him. The sensation makes you gasp, tense up and stop what you're doing; you were definitely caught off guard by the action and the new sensation, since you were too afraid to let Jack or Robby do this before.
"Shhh, it's okay, honey. Relax, trust me, it feels reaaally good." You look up at Jack, who has a smile on his face as he caresses your cheek. You decide to listen to him. You take a breath and start relaxing; it does feel good. Robby moans against you, the vibrations making you moan and you go back to sucking Jack. After Robby was satisfied, he stopped, you felt the bed dip behind you and Robby's thighs pressed against the back of yours.
He rubs his cock up and down your slit. "Who would've thought you're such a pathetic little slut? You look so professional at work, but as soon as you have a cock in front of you, you stop thinking." You hear Jack laugh and agree with Robby; their words make you whimper and you feel your brain shutting down even more. They know what to say to make you lose yourself and you just want them to keep talking about you like that. "You're absolutely soaked; you like being our little fuck toy? I bet you do, don't you? That's the only thing you're good at" His tone is condescending, making your entire body tingle.
You release Jack's cock with a pop. "Fuck yes, Robby! I love it." You keep jerking him slowly, your eyes closing in bliss.
Robby pouts, "Hmm, I don't get a cute name like Jack?" He fakes a sad tone. But before you could answer, he buried himself inside you in one swift, quick motion. The stretch burns in a good way; your eyes roll to the back of your head, your arms almost give out and you let out a deep moan. He firmly grabs your hips as he thrusts himself in and out slowly and you're completely gone now. Jack pulls his dick out of your still grip and starts rubbing his cock all over your face, spitting on it so that his dick glides smoothly. Robby's hand wraps around your neck, applying a delicious amount of pressure, making your head fuzzy. "You like this, baby? You're completely out of it, aren't you?" You babble, not being able to form complete answers or even a single thought. "Looks like my dick is too much for a pretty little slut like you. Does it feel good, honey?" You don't answer; his words are too much for you to comprehend right now and Jack's dick rubbing roughly all over your face adds to the distraction; only moans and whimpers leave your mouth, but Robby likes to receive an actual answer when he asks a question, no matter the situation. "Huh?!" He finishes his sentence with a really hard thrust that knocks the wind out of you.
"Yes, daddy!" You whined. The words just slipped out of your mouth. Jack's and Robby's movements stopped and they looked at each other, their eyebrows raised. A smile started appearing on Robby's face, it took you a couple of seconds to realize what had happened. Your eyes widened; you started apologizing frantically, trying to turn around to look at his face. "I'm sorry! It jus-" Your voice was cut off by Robby's hand over your mouth and he started fucking into you again, his pace faster than before.
"Shhhh! Just take daddy's cock like a good girl. Can you do that, or is that too much to ask of you?" Your moan was muffled by his big hand and your pussy clenched, making him groan and look at Jack. "Looks like our girl is having a good time"
Jack smirked at the comment. "Open your mouth!" Robby's hand found its way back to your neck and see Jack lean down and spits; a small part of it fell in your mouth, while most of it landed on your cheek. He took his fingers and spread his spit all over your face before shoving his fingers into the back of your throat, pulling them out slightly so that they'd rest on your tongue after he felt you gag. "Lick my fingers clean, come on!" Your tongue immediately starts moving, running over each finger until they're clean. Jack groans. "On your back, baby." Robby quickly pulls out of you, pushes you down onto the bed and flips you, pushing your legs back. You feel him pushing into you again and Jack sits on your face. You immediately start running your tongue on his hole. "Fuuuuuck! Just like that. Such a good filthy girl." His voice is deep, making you moan. Jack pinches and rolls your nipples; you move your face into him and his head rolls back.
"You like it, baby?" Robby asks, his gaze fixed on how good Jack looks. Jack responds with a whimper, his hand flying to stroke his cock until Robby stopped him. "You're not allowed to touch yourself; you're going to cum inside our girl, baby." You clenched again, earning a chuckle from Robby. " She's excited." After a couple of minutes, Robby's pace quickens and you scream into Jack, who gets off you and leans down to kiss you.
"Is Robby making you feel good, honey?" You nod, looking at Jack with big eyes and biting your lip.
"S'too much" You mewl.
"Aww, come on, I know you can take it," Jack whispers in your ear. A shiver runs down your spine. "Does her pussy feel good, my love?" Robby's moaning and groaning.
"It's fucking amazing! I can't wait to fill her up." He says as he rubs light circles on your clit, your legs try to close. "Come on, keep those legs open for me, beautiful." Jack takes hold of one of your legs as his lips close around your nipple, while Robby holds the other one.
"Da-daddyyy!" You whimper; the sensations are too much. They're holding you open, it doesn't matter how much you squirm because you can't move away from them. Robby's cock pounding into you, his hand rubbing your sensitive, puffy clit, and Jack's lips sucking and biting your nipple are making you get closer to the edge-again!
"Use your words, baby, come on," Robby coos. His circles get a bit faster, and you can feel yourself getting close. "I-I'm close a-again." He laughs. "Can I cum?" Your chest heaves up and down.
"If you beg better than that, I can think about it." You whine and huff in complaint. Robby slaps your pussy, making you yelp. "Beg, or you don't get to cum!" He spits in your face, just like Jack did, followed by another slap to your pussy and Jack complimented it with a hard bite on your nipple.
"Come on, baby, Robby and I want to hear you," Jack says, close to your ear. He starts kissing and biting your neck.
"Please, please let me cum, daddy! I want to cum all over your cock like a good slut." Your words earn a groan from Robby, his fingers and hips moving in a delicious pace, making your head spin.
"Fuck, Good girl! You can come, baby. Let me hear you." As soon as he finished talking, you came, HARD. Your eyes shut, strangled moans left your lips and your legs started shaking; his fingers never left your clit, overstimulating you and making you scream. Your pussy started clenching his length. "Fuck! I'm about to cum. You're squeezing my cock so good, baby." His pace quickens; a cry leaves your mouth, but it was cut short by Jack kissing you. "Shit, shit, shit. Gonna fill you up so good, baby!" Robby's moaning. "Fuuuuucccckkkkk!" His thrusts turn sloppy as he finishes pumping you full of his cum. He leans down, his lips giving you a kiss as he rests his forehead on yours, both of you panting. "You okay, baby?" You nod, eyes closed. Jack gives him a kiss.
"Pull out of her, baby. It's my turn." You whimper; Jack chuckles. You feel Robby pull out of you and he lies next to you. Giving you a kiss.
He gently moves the hair that's all over your face. "You sure you're okay, baby?" You looked beautiful, the light layer of sweat making your body glisten and your messy hair made Robby's heart beat out of his chest. You nod again. "You did so good for me, you know that? Are you going to be good for Jack now?"
"Yes, daddy." Robby grabs one of your legs so that you're spread open; you assume it's so that Jack would clean you up, since you're starting to feel Robby's cum leak out of you and you know he can see it. You feel Jack's strong hand grab the back of your knee.
"You ready for me, sweetheart?" You open your eyes and you see him looking at you.
"Yes, sir." He gives you a smile, and Robby gently turns your head toward him and presses his lips against yours; you hum.
"Oh no, baby! You're making a mess." You hear Jack say, sarcastically angry and you moan against Robby's lips. Before you know it, you feel Jack lick a slow strip on your pussy, cleaning you up from the cum that's spilling out of you. You yelp and try to move, surprised by the action, but their grip makes it impossible. He groans at the taste of Robby and you on his tongue, and keeps eating you out, making you moan. This is definitely something you've never experienced before and it's making your head spin.
"Uh, uh" Robby leaves your lips and pulls Jack's hair to get him off of you. "Come on, baby, don't be greedy. Fill her up so she's filled up with both of us." He quickly kisses Jack's lips hungrily.
"Please," You whimper; it's pathetic, you know that, but you don't care. They both laugh.
"You heard her, baby. Give our slut what she wants." Jack positions himself between your legs and in one quick thrust, he's inside you; it knocks the wind out of you. He's thicker than Robby. He starts slow, letting you get used to him.
"There you go, baby. Let me know when I can move faster, okay?" A weak moan leaves your lips; Robby starts kissing your chest and sucking gently on your nipples, his warm tongue soothing the stinging that Jack left.
"You can move faster." He puts your knees on his shoulders; his hands grab your hips. He feels deeper than ever; you can barely take him; his gray curls are a mess; his forehead has a light layer of sweat and his moans and sounds are music to your ears. "Fuck! You feel so good, Jackie!." Your hands fist the sheets. Robby's back is against the headboard, looking at the scene in front of him, his cock slowly stirring back to life.
"Yeah?" He asks, leaning down; the action makes your ankles rest on his chest and your legs are crossed, which opens your legs more than before. You nod frantically. "How about you cum on my cock then, baby?" His fingers start rubbing your clit, you shake your head and try to move away, but this earns you a hard slap on the side of your thigh. "You're going to stay still and take whatever I give you. You understand?" You nod; another hard slap lands on your thigh again. "Words!" He barks at you.
"Yes, sir, I understand!" Your head feels fuzzy; every touch on your clit sends a shock through your body and you know you'll end up coming soon. You can already feel your orgasm approaching.
"Good girl, that wasn't so hard, was it?" He smiles as he rubs faster and thrusts harder, keeping a steady pace. "As soon as you come on my cock you're going to get on all fours." You babble what was supposed to be a "yes sir"; if it were another time, this would've gained you a punishment, but since you're barely in the room, he'll let it slide.
At some point, you feel closer than ever. "I-I.." You didn't have to finish the sentence for Jack to know what was happening.
"Let go, baby." You shriek, letting go. You arch your back, your legs shake, white explodes in your vision and you feel like you're floating. "Shit, she's squeezing me so good." Robby chuckles at the comment. Unlike Robby, Jack doesn't keep rubbing your clit (this time); he keeps thrusting until you come back to earth just enough before he flips you over. He pulls your hips up until you're on your knees. "Fuck! Good girl, baby." Your ass has some bruises that look absolutely beautiful; Robby notices them too, biting his lip. Jack looks at him with a smirk. Loving the way their marks adorn your skin.
"I can't take any more." Your throat is dry, your legs ache and you just want to sleep. You didn't expect them to have this much power over you.
"Color?" Robby asks, tone firm. You take some time to answer, Robby worrying more each second you don't respond; he was about to push Jack off of you until you finally spoke.
"Gr-green" Jack chuckles, and he lands a couple more slaps on your ass. You moan and whine; your ass is still sore, and you know you won't be able to sit properly for a couple of days.
"Your body looks so pretty, full of our marks, baby. Don't you think?" He looks at Robby, who bites his lips as his eyes scan your body.
"Prettiest thing I've ever seen," You hum, closing your eyes, enjoying the praise you're receiving, but it is cut short when both of Jack's hands land sharply and then he pulls your hair really hard, making you get your face off the bed.
"Robby just gave you a compliment, sweetheart; aren't you going to thank him?" He turns your head to the side so you're looking at Robby.
"Th-thank you, Daddy." "I love being marked by both of you." You hear them coo at you, mockingly. Jack's pace gets faster; your hands reach out, trying to grab something and you close your eyes.
Robby tuts, "Eyes on me!" You open your eyes, but only halfway, since your lids feel like they weigh a ton. "Good girl. You're making Jack feel really good, honey." Your chest swells with pride; you want to be perfect for them and right now it looks like you're doing it, even if you feel exhausted.
"Such a perfect little slut." His grip gets even tighter, and he starts huffing and puffing, something he does when he's about to cum after being so pent up. "Gonna fill you up. Fuck! I love your pussy." You clench at his words and he hisses. "You keep that up, I won't be able to last much longer." You were able to give a mischievous smile at Robby, who gives you a wink and a sly smile, signaling you to make Jack cum. He wanted to hear him just as much as you, so you keep clenching. "Shit, baby!" The sound of skin slapping is deafening; you don't even know what time it is. "Fuck I-I'm going to cum!" Your moans fill the room as Jack keeps his pace until you hear him groan. His thrusts become sloppy and he almost stills as he fills you up. "Fuuuuuckkk!" He gives a couple of more thrusts until he stills, giving you a kiss on your shoulder before he pulls out of you. He spreads your pussy open, groaning at the sight of your ruined pussy leaking with his and Robby's cum. You hear Robby whistle when he sees it and then a towel touches your center. Making you whimper because of the rough material. Jack lies next to you. Robby throws the towel on the floor and you nuzzle into Jack's arms. Robby leaves the room and comes back with some cold water; he gives you and Jack some and then joins the two of you. You're lying between them, trying to regulate your breathing, Jack too. "You okay, baby?"
You whimper and curl into a ball. You feel vulnerable, like you're too exposed, even though you're basically covered by the two men next to you. "M' okay. Just need a second." Your voice is quiet. Jack and Robby hold you tighter, letting you know that they're right there with you.
"You did so well, baby." Jack says, kissing your forehead.
"We're so proud," Robby adds, peppering light kisses on your shoulder. You grab onto both men, not wanting them to leave your side; their fingertips caress your skin. Your eyes feel heavier than before and start to slowly close. "I'm going to order some food. Can you take her into the bathroom, baby? I'll be there soon." He gives you and Jack a kiss and then gets up.
"Come on, pretty girl, let's get cleaned up." Jack helps you get up and guides you to the bathroom in Robby's room. After a couple of minutes, Robby joins both of you. They help you wash your hair and your body, being careful when their hands run through your ass. You finish and get out with Jack, who guides you to sit in front of the mirror. Jack starts drying your hair with a towel and then brushing it.
He's focused on what he's doing, being mindful of the knots you might have; you giggle at the gesture; you're feeling like yourself. "You know I can do it, right?" Robby gets out of the shower, drops of water running down his body before he ties the towel around his waist; his eyes are focused on the scene in front of him, analyzing Jack's body language and facial expressions.
He slowly lifts his head and looks at you through the mirror. "I know, but I don't mind." He gives you a weak smile, and you notice that his eyes are glassy. You figure he used to do the same for his wife, and your heart sinks. Robby walks behind him, putting his chin on Jack's shoulders as his hands wrap around his waist, comforting him. Jack tilts his head into Robby, both of their temples pressed into each other; Robby lets out a small hum. You don't know what to say; you're not sure if to apologise or comfort Jack, so you stay shut. You knew he was a widow; you never really asked what happened and you sure as hell won't try to find out now.
"Why don't you get dressed, baby? I'll finish getting her ready and you can set up the table." Robby kisses his cheek and Jack agrees with a smile. He kisses the top of your head and heads out. You feel a lump in your throat; the last thing you wanted was to ruin the day. Robby keeps brushing your hair; you look up at him through the mirro.
"Did I... upset him?" You chew your bottom lip. Robby looks at you and gives you a reassuring smile.
"No, angel. Don't worry about it. He just needs a little extra love right now." You nod. Both of you finish getting ready and head to the couch next to Jack. You sit at his sides, leaving him in the middle; you both nuzzle into him, kissing his shoulders and chest, waiting for the food to arrive.
"Ughhh! I don't want to eat for the rest of my life." You and Robby laugh at Jack's comment. He threw himself back against the chair, closing his eyes. You get up and help Robby clean up before sitting on the couch, joining Jack again to watch a movie. At some point, the new movie they put on stopped deserving your attention; Jack's hand was rubbing light circles at the back of your thigh, making your body tingle. You also saw his hand way too close to Robby's crotch and Robby's hand was in the same place on Jack's leg, drawing small circles on his skin; you started to feel hot, your mind imagining them fully groping each other desperately right now. You tried to focus on the movie; Jack and Robby were surprisingly really invested in it. You shifted a bit, getting a bit more comfortable, and you ended up resting your head on Jack's stomach. His feet were up on the coffee table, so your face ended up being pretty close to his dick. You brought your hands to your face, pretending to rub your eye, but it was an excuse to leave your hand over Jack's front; thankfully, he didn't notice. You started to lightly run your nails over the thin fabric of his pants, feeling his thick cock come to life, while looking straight ahead to the TV in case Jack looked down at you, you got in trouble for teasing them before, you don't want to make the same mistake again, not today anyways, your ass won't be able to handle more of their punishments. You dart your eyes over to Robby's lap, and a tent is forming in his pants. You see Jack's hand really high up in his thigh, fingertips moving over Robby's balls. Robby frees Jack's cock, it lands on your cheek, smearing precum over it.
"Suck his cock, baby." He says as he rubs his thigh up and down. You wrap your lips around his tip, and a moan erupts from your throat. Jack throws his head back, one of his hands coming to rest on the back of your head, his head resting on Robby's shoulder. You bob your head up and down slowly, jerking off whatever doesn't fit in your mouth. Soft moans fall from his lips and more precum hits your tongue. You run your tongue over the tip.
"Am I doing good?" You ask, slapping your lips with his cock. You look at Robby with wide eyes and he bites his lips.
"So good, sweetheart," Jack says as he frees Robby's cock. He grabs it and smears the precum all over Robby's tip before letting go. Robby's hand was about to take Jack's place before Jack stopped him. "You're not going to touch yourself; that's what our slut is for." You moan at his words, kneel on the floor, and take Jack back into your mouth. You lick from his ball to his tip, and then try to take him deep in your throat, but you gag. You look up at him with tears in your eyes, and he chuckles. "You'll get there, baby. Robby can teach you; he's great at sucking cock. Aren't you?" He lands a hard slap on Robby's thigh.
"Fuck! Yes." He pants.
Jack laughs, "Come up here, baby. Take care of Robby. Lay down on your stomach, ass on my lap." You get into position and grab Robby's cock, Jack's hands knead your bruised skin and you whimper; it still hurts. "Shhh, I promise I'll be gentle." You exhale and take Robby into your mouth; his hand grabs the back of your neck.
"There we go, baby, so fucking pretty." He moans, thrusting a bit into your mouth and turns his head to kiss Jack. Jack's hand smacked your ass, making you yelp around Robby's cock. Both of them chuckle, and you keep sucking, you want to make Robby feel good. Jack starts spreading your cheeks open, his finger circling your hole, making you tense.
"Relax." "Fuck, I bet you're tight, I can't wait to play with this" You whimper. "Would you like to try that, baby?" You didn't know what to say; you've heard plenty of horror stories about it going wrong, plus the cases you've seen in the hospital made your skin crawl. "Baby?" You were curious, but what better way to try than with two doctors by your side?
"Yes" you said quietly. They both smirk. After a while, Jack tells you to sit on the couch, legs spread next to Robby, who holds one of your legs open. He gets on the floor and starts sucking on Robby's leaking cock, while Robby rubs your clit gently. "Michael!" You breathe out, eyes rolling to the back of your head and you put your head on his shoulder.
He laughs, "Is that okay or is that too rough?"
"It's okay, just like that, please." After some minutes, you feel yourself getting close. You start breathing rapidly and they already know what's coming. Jack stops sucking Robby and pushes two fingers inside you, curling them up. You whine and clench at the intrusion.
"You can cum, baby." You cum, a shriek rips out of your throat, your muscles tense, and white clouds your vision. Robby and Jack slow their movements until they stop. Both men kiss your lips, praising what a good girl you are and how good you are for them.
Jack brings his fingers covered with your cum up to your lips. "Clean up your mess, pretty girl." You wrap your lips around his thick fingers, moaning at the taste of you on his fingers. He pulls them out of you, he was about to say something when his phone rang. He got up to take the call, "Be right back, don't have too much fun without me" he winks and leaves.
"Can I fuck you again, baby?" Robby asks, whispering in your ear. You nod, your pussy is sore, but you're sure you can take it.
"Can you be gentle, please?" Your voice is small, unsure if you're supposed to follow the dynamic from earlier. He helps you lie down on his couch, settling between your legs, rubbing his cock up and down your slick to get it wetter.
He leans down, "Of course, baby, let me know if it's too much." He presses a kiss into your lips and pushes himself inside you slowly. You moan into his lips, and he starts thrusting in and out. Soft moans leave your lips every time he buries himself inside you. "Good girl, baby. Can I move a bit faster?" You nod. You can hear the sound of your skin slapping against his. He takes one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting it. Your hands fly to his hair and your legs wrap around his waist, making him go deeper.
"You're so deep, Robby!" He leaves marks on your chest and groans. Jack comes back, eyes focused on both of you. He sits next to your head and kisses you; his cock is already hard.
"Are you being a good girl for Robby, baby?" You nod frantically.
"Lie on the couch; she's going to ride you." Robby pulls out and goes to Jack, who's settling into the couch. Robby moves him until Jack is exactly how he wants him (his ass on the edge of the couch). "Get on his cock, baby." They both help you settle over Jack's cock and you sink down slowly. The first few inches cause air to escape your lungs until it's completely inside you. You move your hips up and down slowly; his grip on your hips is firm. You kiss him; you start to move a bit faster until he stills and holds you down so you won't move.
"Jack?" His chest is heaving up and down
"Why did you stop her baby?" Robby's tone is playful; his tip presses against Jack's hole. "I'm going in." He pushes inside him; a deep groan leaves Robby's throat, and Jack whimpers and moans at the intrusion. You turn your head to look at Robby and see him moving. You bite your lip. "You like to see me fuck him, honey?"
"Fuck, yes! Fuck him harder." You give Robby a sly smile; Jack's eyes almost fall from his head and Robby smirks at you.
"As you wish." He presses a kiss into your shoulder. "Keep bouncing on his cock." You start bouncing your hips up and down and Robby starts pounding into him. You can see Jack moving because of the force; he starts moaning and panting. His fingers hold you harder, nails digging into your skin. You press your tits into his face, muffling his sounds, then he moves his face so one of your nipples ends up in his mouth. "Such a tight little hole for me. Do you like this baby?" Jack whimpers, "You like having my dick deep inside you while our girl rides you?" He moans, but you weren't having it; he was being strict with you, so you are going to do the same to him.
You firmly grab his face and pull his head so he looks into your eyes. "Robby asked you a question. You'd better answer him." Roby laughs and loves your sudden attitude, mocking Jack. He slaps the man's thigh, a handprint immediately appearing.
"You better listen to her, baby."
"Shit! I love it. You both feel so good." You're grinding on him, his coarse hair rubbing against your poor clit.
"Move faster, sweet girl." You giggle
"No-no." Jack was pleading, but you didn't care, so you moved faster. Your legs are burning, but you ignore it. Robby is also pounding into him harder. You stay in the same position, and you're about to cum.
"I'm close" You pant, Jack moves your hips harder.
"Keep going, baby, I'm getting close too. What about you, my love?" Robby asks between pants; Jack's breathing is getting more erratic.
" I-I'm cumming! Fuck!" Jack spills himself inside you, cock twitching. Looking at him fall apart under you, plus hearing Robby behind you, pushes you over the edge. You end up cumming with a shriek, your whole body shakes and you slump over Jack, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck, trying to come down from your high. "Fuck, baby is too much!" He tells Robby, whining. His hands are now around your back, his thick fingers wrapping around the back of your neck, gripping every inch of your skin hard.
"You can take it, baby." A couple of more thrusts, the only thing that can be heard is their skin slapping and the moans that fall from their lips. "I'm getting close." Jack is still inside you. You move to kiss him, biting his lip, making him squeeze Robby's cock, which drives him over the edge. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm cumming." Robby's thrusts get sloppy until he stills, filling up Jack with a groan. You feel him slump on your back, his hot breath hitting your skin. After a few seconds, he gets up. "Stay right there." He comes back with some water and towels to clean both of you, so that nothing lands on the rug. You all tangle with each other on the couch. They're almost lying on top of you, one of them on each of your sides, arms draped around your waist, your hands running up and down each of their backs, their heads lying on top of your chest. All of you are enjoying the silence, and you see Jack's eyes almost closing, Robby's are open halfway and a smile appears on your face. Your hands make their way to their hair, nails scratching their scalp, a hum escaping from each of their lips. You stayed like that a bit longer until your eyes started to feel heavy. You decided to shower again so you could all lie in bed.
You shake them a bit, voice soft, but no movement came from either one of them, so you speak louder and Robby's eyes open.
"Everything okay?" His voice is raspy
"We have to shower." You say, giggling. He groans as his head falls into your chest. You finally managed to wake Jack and then all three of you head to the shower. You all help each other wash, the hot water relaxing your muscles; you will definitely be sore tomorrow. After you're all done, you head to bed, both men groaning after settling at your sides again; the warmth of their bodies comforts you and you feel extremely sleepy. "Thank you." You're not sure what exactly you mean by that, but you can barely finish the sentence, and you hear them laugh.
"You're welcome, sweetheart," Jack says, voice deep with sleep, as he nuzzles into your hair, your back against his chest.
"I'm so glad I agreed to take these days off." "You did do so well, baby." He pecks your lips and then grabs Jack's hand before he also drifts off to sleep.
robby holding on tight to your hand, the other wrapped around his cock fisting it at a languid pace, shushing your silent cries when you let jack fuck your ass for the first time.
he’s rubbing circles against the back of your hand with his thumb, his eyes glued to jack’s position behind you.
“shhhh, you’re okay sweetheart, it hurts a little huh?”he coos, squeezing your hand a little tighter when you let out a small yelp, you nod your head against where it rests on his thighs.
“i know, baby, i know, it’ll feel so good in a sec, promise, and i know you’re making jackie feel really good, such a good girl, our sweet little angel”