Reading Between the Lines (Part 3)

The knock landed like a jolt between my legs.

Roman barely looked up from the couch. He sat relaxed, shirtless, his muscular chest catching the soft light. One arm draped over the backrest, the other loosely wrapped around the base of his cock--already hard, already waiting. The smirk on his face said it all.

"Told you she'd be on time," he said as I stood, breath caught in my throat.

My robe was loose, my skin flushed. I'd already been touched. Teased. Made to wait. Roman had fingers in me an hour ago and told me I couldn't come. Just left me dripping while we waited for her.

We'd been texting for days.

Or more accurately--sexting.

Late-night photos, filthy confessions, bold promises. And now Jade was finally coming over. Finally going to make good on all the things she'd said she'd do to me.

I opened the door.

Jade leaned against the frame like sin in boots. Black leather skirt. Tight white tank with no bra, her nipples clearly pressing through the thin fabric. Her glossy dark hair was up, lips slightly parted as she looked at me from head to toe.

"Damn," she said, stepping inside, "you always answer the door looking like you're one second away from being fucked?"

Roman's voice floated in from the couch. "She's been squirming since noon."

"I bet." Jade grinned, her gaze hungry. "You wet already, sweetheart?"

I couldn't speak. Just nodded.

She stepped in close and tugged the tie of my robe.

"You weren't wearing anything under this, were you?"

"No," I whispered.

"Good."

She kissed me--hard. Hot. No hesitation. Her lips crushed into mine with weeks of teasing behind them. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, hands already roaming down to my ass, squeezing, pulling me flush against her body.

Roman made a sound low in his throat. "Fuck yes. I've been waiting to see this."

Jade pulled back just enough to smirk at him. "Sit tight, lover boy. You'll get your turn."

Then she dropped to her knees.

Roman's cock pulsed in his hand.

Jade pushed one of my legs up over her shoulder, her hands gripping my thighs. And then--her tongue. Warm. Flat. Broad. A slow, deliberate lick from the bottom of my slit up to my clit.

I moaned loud--louder than I meant to.

"She tastes like she's been edging for hours," Jade said over her shoulder, voice muffled against my cunt.

"She has," Roman replied. "That's all mine built up in her. You're just cashing the check."

Jade laughed and dove in.

Her tongue worked my clit in tight, teasing circles. Then long, wet licks that had my back arching. One hand gripped my ass while the other slid up between my legs, two fingers slipping inside me effortlessly.

I gasped, hands braced on the wall.

"Fuck, Jade--"

"Let her come," Roman said. "I want to see it."

Jade sucked on my clit, curled her fingers just right--and I came hard, legs shaking, a long, raw moan ripping from my throat.

But she didn't stop.

Her fingers stayed buried deep, curling, rubbing, coaxing another orgasm while she kissed and licked around my clit. My body jolted, breath catching, thighs clamping around her head.

"Shit--Jade, I can't--"

"Yes you can," she growled. "One more."

And I came again. My knees buckled. Jade stood, licking her lips, and caught me against her chest, holding me steady.

"Your turn," I said, panting, my voice wrecked.

"Damn right it is."

Roman shifted on the couch, cock still in his hand. "Couch. I want a good angle."

Jade pulled me with her, stripping her shirt as we went. No bra, her tits bouncing free--round, perfect, the kind of tits that make you want to wrap your lips around the nipple and never leave.

Her skirt dropped next. No panties. Just tan, tight skin, thighs glistening, pussy smooth and dripping.

"Like what you see?" she asked, climbing onto the couch.

"I want to taste you."

I dropped between her thighs.

Her scent hit me first--clean and sharp and wet. My mouth watered as I ran my tongue up her slit. Her breath caught.

"Fuck, baby," she whispered. "You know what you're doing."

I didn't. But I went with instinct--slow licks, teasing flicks over her clit, then sucking it gently into my mouth. Her moans got louder, legs draped over my shoulders now, her hips grinding up against my face.

"Don't stop. Don't you fucking stop--"

I buried two fingers inside her, curling like she had with me. She came fast, her thighs tightening around my head, pussy pulsing on my tongue. I licked it all up, every last drop.

Roman's voice rumbled low.

"She's good with her mouth," he said.

Jade laughed breathlessly. "She's better than good."

I climbed up onto her body, and she grabbed my face, kissed me again, tasting herself on my lips.

And then--without speaking--we moved. I shifted one leg over hers, and she did the same. Our slick pussies slid together, heat meeting heat.

"God yes," she gasped. "Grind that pussy on mine, baby. Just like that."

We rocked slowly, clits brushing, slipping and catching. The wet sounds were obscene. Roman leaned forward, eyes locked on us, cock stroking slowly in his hand.

"Oh my god," I moaned, grinding harder. "I'm so fucking close--"

"Come with me," Jade said, her voice a gasp. "Let's fucking drip for him."

We did.

Clits rubbing, bodies shivering, soaking each other, we came with long, desperate moans. My cunt spasmed again, slick gushing down my thighs. Her body trembled beneath mine, lips parted in a silent cry.

We collapsed in a heap of tangled limbs and wet skin, panting, our thighs still slick and pressed together.

Roman stood up slowly, towering over us, cock hard, mouth curved in a satisfied smile.

"Now," he said, voice thick and low, "you're both mine."

Roman's voice wrapped around us like velvet soaked in sex.

Jade looked up at him with a grin, her legs still tangled in mine, our soaked pussies pressed together, my body limp with the afterglow of two back-to-back orgasms.

"She's already a mess," Jade purred, dragging her fingers down my stomach. "You sure she can take more?"

Roman's smile was slow and sharp. "She's going to take all of it."

He knelt beside the couch and pulled me toward him by the hips. I gasped as my ass slid over the edge of the cushions, legs spread wide. My pussy was dripping, lips flushed and sensitive, still twitching from the friction of grinding against Jade.

Roman looked down at me like I was dessert. "Open wider."

I did. He ran the thick head of his cock up my soaked slit, slow and deliberate.

"Oh, fuck--Roman--"

"Yeah, that's right," he murmured. "Feel how wet you are? You're fucking leaking. You want to get filled now?"

"Please," I gasped, arching toward him. "I need it."

He pushed in.

One long, slow thrust. My cunt stretched open, full from the first inch. He was thick. Bigger than I remembered. Or maybe I was just more sensitive now--fucked open by Jade's tongue, pulsing from her touch.

I moaned loud, legs wrapping around his waist, nails digging into the couch cushions.

"God, you're so tight," he groaned. "And so fucking wet. This pussy was made for my cock."

He started to move--deep, smooth thrusts that had me crying out.

Jade slid up beside me, kissed me hard, her hand cupping my breast, thumb rolling over my nipple. "You look so good like this," she whispered. "Fucked. Open. Owned."

Roman thrust harder.

My head fell back, mouth open, body jolting with every slap of his hips against mine.

"You want to suck her tits while I fuck you?" he asked, voice thick.

"Yes," I moaned. "God, yes--"

Jade straddled my chest, lowered her perfect tits toward my face. I wrapped my lips around one nipple, sucking greedily, moaning around her skin as Roman fucked me harder, faster.

"You hear that?" Roman growled. "That's how wet she is."

The room filled with the slick sound of my cunt taking him, the slap of skin on skin, my muffled moans against Jade's chest.

She tugged my hair. "Good little slut. You love having both of us on you, don't you?"

I nodded, moaning again. "Then open wider."

Roman pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, yanked my hips up. His cock slammed back inside with a brutal thrust.

"Oh fuck--Roman--"

He grabbed my ass, spreading me open, fucking me deeper than before.

Jade crawled in front of me, her legs on either side of my face.

"Stick out that tongue, baby." I obeyed.

She guided my head between her thighs, my mouth to her pussy, already soaked, already twitching. I licked her like I needed her to come in my mouth. Her taste, her scent, her moans--all of it drove me wild.

Roman pounded into me from behind. Jade rode my face. I was shaking between them, stretched, stuffed, used.

Jade's hips rolled, faster now. "Fuck--fuck, Emery--yes--don't stop--don't you fucking stop--"

She came on my tongue with a loud moan, body jerking, nails raking down her own thighs.

Roman didn't slow down. "I want you to come with her pussy in your mouth."

I already was. My body clenched tight, cunt fluttering around his cock as I came again, moaning into Jade's slit, my thighs shaking uncontrollably.

He pulled out, stroking himself fast. "You're going to come one more time, baby. All over my cock. Then I'm going to paint your ass."

"Do it," I whimpered. "Please--come on me--"

He shoved back inside for just a few final thrusts, growled low, then pulled out and came hard--thick spurts splashing across my ass, my lower back, his groans deep and raw.

I collapsed between them. Used. Ruined. Dripping.

Jade kissed my cheek. Roman traced a line of cum down my spine with his finger.

"You're not done," he whispered.

They didn't let me up.

I was still shaking when Roman lifted me off the floor and carried me to the bed--cum slicking my thighs, my skin flushed and wet, my body light and heavy all at once.

Jade trailed behind him, dragging her fingers over my stomach, her tits still glistening from when I came on her chest. "She's not done," she said to Roman. "We haven't even broken her yet."

"Oh, she'll break," he growled, laying me back. "She's ready."

They spread me open. Roman hooked my legs up and back, ass tilted into the air, thighs wide. My back arched off the bed, my cunt on display, glistening and puffy, still twitching. I felt so exposed, so raw.

And I fucking loved it.

Roman slipped a thick, pulsing vibrator into my pussy. I gasped.

Then he slid two lubed fingers into my ass, working me open, slow and deliberate.

"You're going to take both," he said. "And you're going to come around it."

Jade knelt beside me, kissing me, licking the taste of herself from my lips. "She's going to squirt again," she whispered into Roman's ear. "I want to feel it."

Roman climbed over me, lined his cock up with my ass, and pushed.

Stretch.

Burn.

Full.

I screamed. Pleasure and pain tangled until I couldn't tell which was which.

He pushed in deep, one inch at a time, while the vibrator buzzed mercilessly in my pussy. I was whimpering, nails clutching at the sheets, body trembling.

Then--he was buried to the hilt.

"Look at her," he panted. "Fucking perfect. Her ass is swallowing my cock."

Jade climbed onto my chest, straddling my face again, her cunt already wet and wanting. "You ready for me, baby?"

I moaned, nodding, tongue out.

She lowered herself slowly, grinding against my mouth. "Lick me. Let me hear it."

I did.

Roman fucked my ass in deep, brutal thrusts, each one jolting the vibrator inside me against that spot that made me see stars. Jade moaned above me, fingers gripping my hair, grinding harder, faster.

My body was a live wire--fucked open, filled, helpless. Used.

Then Jade leaned forward.

Her fingers reached between our bodies. Slipped down to my clit.

She rubbed it in fast, tight circles. "You're going to come," she whispered. "And you're going to squirt all over my face."

Roman grunted. "Do it. Soak her while I ruin your ass."

"Please," I sobbed against Jade's cunt. "Please, I'm--I'm--"

Jade sucked my clit.

My world exploded.

My back arched, body convulsing, thighs shaking uncontrollably. I squirted hard, gushing around the vibe and down Jade's chest, soaking her, soaking the sheets, soaking Roman's balls as he slammed into me.

He groaned, loud, hips jerking. "Fuck--fuck--you just came like a fucking fountain."

I was sobbing. Whimpering. Brain gone. Body still twitching.

Roman held my legs open, cock buried deep in my ass, watching my slick drip out of me in wet, sticky rivulets.

Jade leaned down, still straddling me, and kissed me sweet and slow. "That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen."

Roman pulled out, his cock shiny and dripping.

"She's not done," he said again.

Jade grinned. "I want to tie her up. Plug her. And make her say please every time she wants to come."

"I want her full in every hole while she begs to be our fucktoy."

I moaned--weak, shaking, and soaking the sheets with every twitch.

"Please," I whispered. "Please do it."

I couldn't move.

My wrists were tied to the headboard, stretched wide above me with soft black rope Roman kept in the nightstand like it belonged there all along. My ankles were spread and cuffed to the bedframe. I was completely open, my thighs slick and trembling, my cunt flushed, twitching, sore, ready.

The plug was already in my ass--thick, filling, buzzing gently. Jade had lubed it herself while whispering filthy things in my ear. Roman had slid the vibe back into my pussy, already soaked from everything they'd done to me tonight.

Now I was laid bare, vibrating from the inside, unable to run, unable to speak except in broken, breathless gasps.

"She's so fucking beautiful like this," Jade whispered, crawling over me. "All stretched open, begging without a single word."

Roman stood at the foot of the bed, stroking his cock, watching me with fire in his eyes. "She's wet enough to drown in."

Jade reached between my legs, spread my lips wide with two fingers, and just looked.

"She's swollen," she said, voice hushed. "Clit's like a button begging to be punished."

Roman smirked. "Then do it."

I barely had time to gasp before Jade slapped me--one open-palmed smack directly on my clit. Not cruel. Precise.

"Fuck!" I cried out, hips jerking against the restraints.

She did it again. A sharp, wet slap that sent lightning through my spine.

Roman groaned. "Look at her twitch."

Jade rubbed the sting in, soft circles after the slap. "You like it, baby? You want more?"

"Yes," I moaned. "Yes--yes--please, again--"

SMACK.

Another sharp slap to my swollen clit.

I screamed. My cunt clamped around the vibe, pulsing hard.

"Come," Jade ordered, fingers rubbing fast now, right where I needed it. "Fucking come for us."

Roman climbed onto the bed behind her. "She's close. Spank her when I fuck her."

He yanked the vibe from my pussy, slick dripping down my ass as he pushed his cock into me in one deep thrust. I cried out, stretched and full, ass still buzzing from the plug.

Then Jade slapped my clit again.

Roman pulled back and slammed in--and with each thrust, he brought his hand down on my ass.

SMACK.

SLAP.

THWACK.

My ass bounced, heated, stung. I was whimpering, straining against the ropes, moaning as Jade rubbed my clit, then slapped it again--short, sharp, punishing.

Roman was groaning behind me, fingers bruising my hips as he thrust faster.

"You gonna squirt again, baby?" he growled. "You gonna soak my cock while she beats that pussy raw?"

"Please--fuck--please--I'm gonna--oh fuck--"

Jade smacked my clit one more time, then sucked it into her mouth--and I came.

Exploded.

Slick gushed out of me, soaking Roman's thighs, splattering onto Jade's hand. I was trembling, convulsing, choking on moans as Roman fucked me through it, ass still burning, plug still humming inside me.

"You're a fucking mess," Jade whispered, licking her fingers. "And we're not done using you."

Roman pulled out, cock glistening with squirt and cum. He tapped it against my clit, still oversensitive.

"Let's plug her up," he said. "And make her beg for cock like a good little fuckdoll."

Jade was already reaching for the strap-on. She tightened the harness with practiced fingers, eyes locked on me like a predator stretching before the kill. The black strap-on curved thick and smooth from her hips--bigger than I expected. Bigger than I was ready for.

She climbed over me, hands on either side of my tied thighs, and lined the tip up with my soaked pussy.

"Think she can take it?" she purred.

"She'll take whatever we give her," Roman said, kneeling beside me, his cock already hard again, thick and twitching. "You know that."

I moaned, tugging helplessly at the cuffs.

"Please," I whimpered. "I want it--I want both of you."

"You're going to get more than that, baby," Jade whispered, leaning in to kiss me. "You're going to get wrecked."

She pushed forward.

The strap stretched me open slow--inch by inch, heat blooming as my pussy swallowed the silicone cock. I cried out, head rolling back, already overwhelmed from everything they'd done to me. Jade groaned like she could feel it, her hips rocking once she bottomed out.

"Fuck, you're tight," she hissed. "So wet--god, I'd never stop if this was my cock for real."

Roman moved to the head of the bed, straddled the pillow, and grabbed his cock. "Open."

I did--tongue out, eyes wide.

He fed it in, slow at first, stretching my lips, then deeper, until I gagged and moaned around the thick head pressing against my throat.

Jade began to thrust.

Hard, deep strokes that forced my hips to rock in place, her cock slick inside me, smacking with every wet slap. Roman pushed deeper too, inch by inch down my throat until I choked--but stayed there, my eyes watering, my cunt clenching around the toy.

Their rhythm matched. In. Out. Deep. Harder.

I was drooling. Gagging. Soaked. Used.

"Look at her," Roman groaned, brushing my hair back as he fucked my mouth. "Eyes all glassy. She's gone."

"She's ours," Jade snapped, voice sharp, hips slamming into mine. "Just a hole to fuck."

I came again.

It tore through me, thighs shaking, back arching. Plug still humming in my ass. Strap-on pounding my cunt. Roman's cock choking me.

I wasn't just ruined. I was gone.

They untied me only after I was shaking.

My limbs were useless. My face streaked with tears and spit. My cunt gaping, red, used. My ass flushed from spanking, clenching around the still-buzzing plug.

Roman kissed my forehead as he eased the gag of his cock from my throat. "You're perfect," he whispered. "So fucking perfect."

Jade pulled out slow. I whimpered--empty now, but leaking, twitching. She cupped her hand between my legs and collected the slick dripping down my thighs, then fed it to me with two fingers.

I sucked them clean.

She kissed me like I was a prize she'd won.

Then Roman flipped me gently, laying me on my back, legs spread, ass tilted up again with a pillow. He rubbed slow circles on my clit, still swollen and abused, his voice low.

"One more."

I sobbed. "I can't--I can't--"

"You will."

He slapped my clit once--sharp.

My body snapped.

I squirted again, a high-pitched scream leaving my lips as pleasure tore through me, nerves on fire, muscles clamping. It sprayed across my thighs, across Roman's stomach, onto the bed.

The sheets were soaked. The plug was finally out. My legs twitched from aftershocks that still rolled through me like echoes of thunder. My voice was raw. My pussy was sore in the best possible way.

Roman lay beside me, chest rising and falling steady, one big hand stroking slow up and down my thigh.

Jade curled into my back, fingers combing gently through my damp hair, trailing across my shoulder blades like she was soothing a fever.

"Jesus," I whispered, dazed.

Jade laughed, soft and smug. "You look like a broken doll."

"She is a broken doll," Roman murmured, leaning in to kiss my forehead. "A very good one."

My chest fluttered.

Jade nuzzled into my neck. "We went a little hard."

Roman hummed. "She begged for it."

I gave a sleepy grin. "I'd beg again."

Jade chuckled. "That part's not in question."

We lay there for a while, the room quiet except for breathing, bodies pressed close, heat radiating between us.

Roman traced lazy circles over the curve of my hip. "You okay?"

"Yeah," I whispered. "Better than okay."

"Thirsty?"

"God, yes."

Jade got up--naked, perfect, her skin glowing with sweat and sex--and padded off toward the kitchen.

Roman shifted, pulled me into his arms, pressing my face to his chest. His skin was warm, his scent all musk and skin and him. His fingers kept moving--stroking my back, my ass, then back up again, patient and grounding.

"You're ours," he said, quiet now. "All that... everything tonight. You know it's not just about fucking, right?"

I nodded. "I know."

His hand cupped my face, tilting it up for a kiss--soft this time. Gentle. Just lips against lips.

Jade returned with water and an apple slice held between her teeth. She dropped onto the bed like she lived here, kissed my temple, and passed me the glass.

"You're too fucked out to flirt with the barista now," she teased.

Roman snorted. "Like she could flirt before."

"Hey," I protested, voice hoarse. "I'm learning."

"She is," Jade agreed. "But maybe we should stop training her."

Roman raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Jade leaned down, kissed my sore, spit-slick mouth, and whispered:

"Because she's ours now. Why risk letting her accidentally flirt her way into someone else's bed?"

Roman laughed, deep and lazy. "Fair. We're already dealing with a walking sex beacon."

I flushed, hid my face in his chest.

"Let's keep her."

"Agreed."

They curled tighter around me.

And I fell asleep with their skin against mine, my cunt still aching, my body full, and not a single doubt left in the world.

I was theirs.

They were mine.

And no flirting lesson could compete with that.