I just read the one where Tammy joins the con world but could you write one where she walks in on them having sex and they convince her to join in on the sexytimes
Of course! Here you go☺️
“Did you get the credit line?” Debbie asked, swinging the door open and then shut behind her as she stormed into the dorm room, dropping her messenger bag on the floor.
Lou peered over the bed with a smirk, cracking her gum, waiting for Debbie in nothing but a sports bra and boxers, having already taken over Debbie’s bed in the dorm room. “Of course.”
“When’s practice?” Debbie breathed, climbing into the bed before kissing Lou softly.
“Four,” Lou murmured, pulling the brunette closer to her and deepening the kiss. “When’s chem?”
“Two,” Debbie rolled her eyes.
“Don’t do that,” Lou chided, helping Debbie push her shirt up over her head.
“Do what?” Debbie winked as Lou imitated her dramatic eye roll.
“Actually I was hoping next time it would be you making me do it.”
“Is that a challenge, Ocean?” Lou breathed, licking her lips.
“Take your pants off, Miller.”
“Yours first,” Lou whispered.
”Need to feel you.”
“Want you to sit on my face,” Debbie whispered back.
“Deb,” the blonde groaned, as Debbie ran a finger down her chest.
“Let’s flip for it,” Lou suggested. “Heads I top, tails you bottom.”
“Okay,” Debbie smiled, going to kiss Lou again. “Wait a minute—“
“Look at that,” Lou teased. “I win either way and oops—I don’t even have a coin.”
“You’re the worst,” Debbie groaned.
“You mean the best,” Lou corrected her, unbuttoning her pants and lowering the zipper. She pushed her hand into Debbie’s panties without warning and the brunette gasped aloud at the sudden intrusion. “Best you’ve ever had.”
“Lou, fuck,” Debbie moaned as Lou pumped into her deep and slow, trying to claw and grab at Lou’s bra to get it off as Lou worked marks into her neck.
“What do you want, honey?” Lou hissed in her ear, pumping harder and faster.
“Make me come,” Debbie panted. “Make me beg.”
“Careful what you wish for, love,” Lou smirked, bringing Debbie ever closer until she was practically crying before Lou stopped and Debbie’s face was colored over in shock. “Beg for it then,” the blonde shrugged.
“Baby, please,” Debbie whined.
“Please what?” Lou growled, her voice going lower.
“Lou, please. Please I need to come.”
“You think you deserve it, pretty girl?” Lou asked, just as a door slammed.
“Oh, fuck, not again,” Tammy groaned, turning bright red.
Debbie turned, panting, not even bothering to cover herself as Lou sat back a little with a proud smirk as Debbie swatted at her arm so she’d at least remove her fingers. However, the brunette let out a deep moan and all three of them could hear just how wet Debbie was as Lou removed them from Debbie’s folds, sucking them into her mouth without any shame.
Tammy’s mouth dropped open and Debbie whipped back around to see what Lou had done, her eyes glittering with pride and her mouth growing into a smile. They seemed to be on the same page.
“Funny, we were just thinking of you, Tam,” Debbie offered.
“We got out of lab early—I can just—“
“Stay,” Lou spoke deeply and Tammy found herself unable to move, both wanting to look straight into Lou’s eyes and down at the floor at once.
Debbie and Lou locked eyes and shared a silent: Should we? Yeah, yeah we should.
“Stay?” Tammy repeated, utterly confused. She looked between the two other women in solely their underwear, clearly in the middle of something that neither seemed keen on hiding too well.
Debbie patted the bed beside her, offering the space in between them but Tammy stood still, quaking in her spot.
“Yeah,” Debbie nodded. “I mean we were wondering how the setup is going. Lou just got the credit line.”
“F-fine,” Tammy stuttered. “It’s going great.”
“And then we were wondering, you know with Deb’s lab in a bit and me having practice later, who should get to be in charge for some fun in between class,” Lou carried on as if talking about their weekend plans as a trio. “And apparently, Debbie’s in a pretty demanding mood today. But I’m also not backing down.”
“I’m confused,” Tammy whispered.
“I think Lou’s trying to tell you that we’d both really like to fuck you,” Debbie shrugged. “If that’s something you’re interested in.”
“No pressure,” Lou grinned, flashing her teeth.
“You’re both fucking with me, right?” Tammy whispered with a squeak.
“Fucking you?” Lou chuckled. “That’s the goal.”
“But fucking with you?” Debbie smirked. “Not one bit. Sometimes, we like to share.”
Tammy took a single shaky step forward.
“So you’d both be—“
“Making you feel good,” Debbie whispered.
“Making you come,” Lou whispered, her hand starting to trail up Debbie’s thigh. “I know you’ve liked what you’ve seen, Tam. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Well,” Tammy stammered. “I’ve never—it’s not ever on purpose or—“
Debbie was standing up now, placing a finger to Tammy’s lips with a quiet shhhh. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”
Tammy looked between them like they were crazy, but her face started to soften. She had thought about it. More than. And they’d even joked about it.
Debbie held out a hand and Tammy took it cautiously.
“Tammy, can I kiss you?” Debbie whispered, squeezing her hand.
“Yes,” the other woman answered softly. “Yes, I’d like that.”
Debbie’s lips met Tammy’s softly, her hand moving under her chin as she felt Tammy melt into her, her hesitation and unsureness fading into enjoyment, free from logic and reason now. Lou came up behind Tammy, sweeping her hair to the side so she could kiss slowly down her neck and shoulders.
“Is this okay?” The blonde whispered.
Tammy nodded, whimpering out a small “yes”.
“Tam?” Debbie whispered, pulling back from the strawberry blonde’s lips. “You can tell us you changed your mind or want to stop at any time and we’ll stop right away.”
“No questions asked,” Lou nodded.
“Let’s get you on the bed,” The brunette suggested, shifting the trio slightly. “How would you feel if Lou ate you out while I sucked on your tits?
“Fuck,” Tammy breathed. “God, I’d like that. But I don’t know how to—“
“This is Just about making you feel good, Tammy,” Lou promised, her eyes on Debbie, already turned on at the thought of working with Debbie to take another woman apart. “We don’t expect anything. Just to make you feel good.”
“Although Lou loves a good ‘Please’ or some begging,” Debbie laughed, playing with Tammy’s bra strap.
“I’m sure Debbie can give you a tutorial on that,” Lou grinned, tossing a wink to the brunette. “She loves using her words. And sounds.”
