Kinktober Day Nineteen: Threesome (Supercorp x Reader)
Summary: Threesome
Words: 949
Warnings: switch!reader, Kara plows the hell out of reader while she goes down on Lena, use your own discretion.
A/N: I'm trying, y'all.
-X-
You didn’t know how it happened.
Coming out tonight, you’d only wanted a drink. Possibly hit on a pretty woman and maybe end up making out in a dark corner of the bar. That had been your tentative goal. Not… whatever the fuck situation you’d found yourself in.
Back pressed against the wall, your mouth was claimed by the hot, greedy tongue of Kara. The moment she’d realized you were a resilient creature, all pretenses of restraint had flown right out the fucking window. You could hear Lena stripping out of the mouth-watering dress she’d been in earlier, but you couldn’t look, too busy submitting to the way Kara’s lips demanded your full attention.
You couldn’t even remember when you’d lost your clothes. All that you could focus on was the heat of Kara’s body and Lena’s laugh from where she lounged on the bed.
“Darling, you’re being greedy. Share,” Lena chided, her words wrapping around Kara like a leash.
The blonde pouted, finally pulling her mouth away from yours. “Fine…”
Her hands fell to your hips, spinning you around and guiding you towards the bed. Lena was sprawled out on the dark sheets, hair a mess across the pillows as she stared at you hungrily, thighs spread wide and you could already see the way her cunt was glistening in what little light the room offered.
“Jesus fuck,” you breathed, eyeing her bare skin like she was a buffet and you were starving.
Lena crooked her finger at you. “On your knees,” she commanded, voice husky with need as her legs opened wider.
Crawling onto the mattress, your breath ghosted along Lena’s pale thigh, tongue dragging languidly over the smear of arousal streaked against her skin. Kara’s fingers tangled in your hair, the locks wrapped tight in her fingers as she shoved your face into Lena’s folds.
“Lena loves this,” Kara said, her voice low and teasing, the words sending a shiver along your spine. “Hope your jaw doesn’t tire easily, sweetheart, because she’s going to keep you here all night.”
A loud, unashamed moan escaped Lena’s throat as your tongue found her clit, lips sealing around the swollen bundle of nerves. Her thighs tensed, her hand replacing Kara’s in your hair as she grinded into your mouth like a woman possessed. Every flick left her writhing, every suck sending her toes curling deeper into the plush bed.
You heard the faint thud of a button coming undone and a rustle of fabric before Kara was settling behind you, cool silicone tapping playfully against your clit. “Look at you,” she murmured teasingly, sounding far too pleased at the way you were dripping along her toy. “Already so eager.”
Her fingers traced along the curve of your spine before falling to your hips, gripping tight as she angled your hips upward. “Don’t stop… make her scream, sweetheart.”
The tip of Kara’s strap slowly breached your entrance with a slow, deliberate pressure.
“Good girl… look at you,” Kara cooed, her hand joining Lena’s on the back of your head as she kept your mouth buried in Lena’s cunt, hips surging forward to plunge the strap-on deeper. “You love it, don’t you? Being used like this.”
Your moan vibrated against Lena’s slick heat, her clit throbbing between your lips, and her hips jerked as she rode your face.
“Fuck, darling,” she hissed through clenched teeth, one leg hooking behind your neck to keep you close. “Just like that…” her fingers tightened in your hair, urging you to fucking devour her.
Behind you, Kara smirked as your back arched into her thrusts with unflinching need. “That’s it,” she groaned, every drive of her hips growing sharper. Deeper. The base of her toy grinding against your clit in a way that made your vision go hazy. “You take me so well.”
She wasn’t holding back, every snap of her hips rocking you into Lena’s drenched pussy.
Lena’s moans pitched higher, her body arching off the bed as your tongue worked her clit with relentless, sloppy determination. Her free hand clawed at the sheets, tearing the silk as she gasped, “Right there—don’t stop—God, you’re perfect.”
Her eyes locked onto Kara’s over your head and Kara couldn’t stop the moan of appreciation at the flushed, ruined expression painted across Lena’s features.
Kara’s hand slid to your neck, not squeezing but holding firm, guiding your head deeper into Lena’s thighs with a gentle but unyielding push. “Make her cum,” Kara ordered, her thrusts syncing with the rhythm of Lena’s gasps. The strap filled you, stretching you with every drive, the friction sending sparks through your core.
She leaned closer, her chest pressing against your back, her breath hot against your ear as her hips drove you higher and higher. “You’re ours, sweetheart.”
Even as your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, the crown of Kara’s toy hitting that sweet spot inside that left you dizzy with need, your mouth was desperate and hungry, suckling on Lena’s clit like it was the only mission you had in life—and her moans fractured into a scream, body seizing. Her hips jumped off the bed, juices flooding onto your lips and into your mouth as her release crashed over her.
“D-don’t fucking stop,” she whined, her hand keeping you buried against her cunt as she shuddered through every aftershock. Smearing her climax over your lips and chin like she was trying to claim every inch of you with her pussy.
Kara didn’t let up. In fact, her thrusts only grew harsher, each one slamming the headboard into the wall and it became apparent that this… this was going to be a long night.
And fuck, you were excited.
