"Convincing Her: Three Friends Night"

R and T have been friend for years, R is also very close with Ts husband J. R is very bi, both the others know, but one night while drinking and having fun R decides she wants T to bad to wait any more. She knows J will be up for it, she’s not so sure about T, but R knows she can be convincing

R, T, and J drank heavily at the bar. They laughed and reminisced about old times, living it up until closing time. When J insisted it was time to call it a night, T raised an eyebrow at him, questioning his sudden lack of stamina. "It's not for me—" J slumped back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Do what you want, you fuckin' freaks, I'll be at home." R tossed back her last shot and grinned at her friend, determination in the sexy gleam of her eyes. She grabbed T’s hand and pulled her up from her chair. “I'm going to fuck you tonight T, and I don't care if you hate me in the morning. I'm going to own that pussy.” Before T could protest, R dragged her out of the bar, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heat bubbling in her stomach. They walked in silence, the soundtrack of the city their only companion. R could feel T’s resistance. She wouldn't fuck her without some persuasion. They stumbled up the stairs to R's apartment, each step a declaration of intent. Inside, R didn't waste time. She pushed T against the wall, her body pressing hard against T’s soft curves. “I want you, T. I want to feel you against me. I want to taste you. And I know you want it too. You can fucking deny it, but I see it in your eyes." She leaned in, her breath hot on T’s neck as she whispered, "Tell me to stop, T. Tell me you don’t want this. If you say it, I'll back off. But don't lie to yourself, and don't lie to me."

R’s lips brushed against T’s neck, lingering over the pulsating artery. She could feel T’s heartbeat, quick and erratic, betraying her arousal. R’s hands roamed boldly, tracing the contours of T’s body, feeling the tightness of her clothes against her own skin. T remained silent, her breath hitching as R’s fingers dipped to the waistband of her jeans. R’s touch was deliberate, teasing, her thumb grazing the soft skin just above the denim. She could feel T’s resolve wavering, her body responding despite her mind’s resistance. “You’re driving me crazy, T.” R murmured, her lips moving to T’s collarbone, her tongue flicking out to taste her skin. “I can feel your heartbeat. I can feel how much you want this.” R’s hands moved to T’s blouse, deftly unbuttoning it with one hand while the other cupped her breast through her bra. T gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as R’s thumb circled her nipple, the rough pad sending shocks of pleasure through her body. “I want to hear you say it, T.” R insisted, her voice low and commanding. “I want to hear you admit that you want this as much as I do. Say it, and I’ll give you everything you’ve been craving.” T’s breath hitched again, her body pressing involuntarily against R’s touch. Her eyes met R’s, a storm of desire and conflict raging within them. R could see the moment T’s resistance began to crumble, her lips parting as if to speak. But before T could utter a word, R’s mouth claimed hers, a hungry, demanding kiss that left no room for doubt. R’s tongue invaded T’s mouth, exploring and claiming, her hands continuing their torturous path down T’s body. She could feel T’s surrender in the way her body melted against hers, in the way her lips responded to the kiss, in the way her breath hitched with each touch. T’s hands finally moved, hesitantly at first, then with growing confidence, grasping at R’s shoulders, her fingers digging into the muscle as she pulled R closer. R’s heart raced, her body aching with need as she deepened the kiss, her hands finally slipping inside T’s jeans, seeking the heat between her thighs.

T doesn’t say yes, but R continues. Wanting her time with T before J returns later to join and to make it really old night

R smiled against T’s lips, feeling her give in, even if she hadn’t spoken the words. She broke the kiss, her hands already working to free T from her jeans. She pulled back slightly, just enough to look into T’s eyes, to make sure she was still with her. T’s eyes were glazed, dilated, her breath coming in short gasps. “Good girl,” R murmured, her voice thick with desire. She tilted her head, capturing T’s mouth again, this time more gently, coaxing a response. T’s hands roamed R’s back, pulling her closer, her body pressing against R’s. R’s fingers found T’s clit, circling it gently, feeling it harden under her touch. She swallowed T’s gasp, her tongue delving deep into her mouth. She could feel T’s hips beginning to move, grinding against her hand, seeking more friction. She gave it to her, increasing the pressure, the speed, her thumb working T’s clit while her fingers slipped lower, teasing her entrance. R broke the kiss again, her lips trailing down T’s neck, her teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. She could feel T’s pulse racing, her body trembling with need. She wanted to draw this out, to make T beg, but her own desire was a roaring inferno, consuming her, urging her on. She dropped to her knees, her hands pulling T’s jeans and underwear down with her. She looked up at T, her eyes locking onto hers as she leaned in, her breath hot against T’s pussy. T’s hands flew to R’s hair, her fingers tangling in the strands, her body trembling with anticipation. R smiled, her tongue flicking out, tasting T, a soft moan escaping her lips. T’s grip on her hair tightened, her hips jerkying forward, seeking more. R chuckled, her hands gripping T’s thighs, holding her still. She took her time, her tongue exploring every inch of T’s pussy, tasting her, teasing her, driving her wild. T’s moans filled the room, her body writhing against R’s touch, her hips bucking, seeking release. R could feel her own arousal pooling between her thighs, her body aching with need. She wanted to be inside T, to feel her come undone around her. But first, she wanted to taste her, to feel her shatter on her tongue. She increased the pressure, her tongue delving deeper, her lips sucking, her teeth gently grazing. T’s moans turned into screams, her body convulsing as she came, her juices flooding R’s mouth. R lapped it up, her tongue never stopping, her fingers slipping inside T, feeling her pulse around them. T’s body went limp, her hands falling from R’s hair, her breath coming in ragged gasps. R stood up, her body pressing against T’s, her lips capturing hers, sharing her taste. T moaned, her body responding, her hips pressing against R’s thigh, seeking more. R smiled, her hands roaming T’s body, her lips trailing kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. She wanted to spend hours exploring T’s body, but she knew J would be home soon. And she wanted him to join them, to make this a night to remember. She wanted to feel T come undone between them, to watch her take them both, to hear her scream their names.

R is now wildly horny, and feeling dirty. She’s want me to enjoy her friends prefect body more, and push T to return the pleasure

R's tongue slid up T's torso, tracing the curve of her breast, her teeth gently scraping over the hardening nipple. She could feel T's heartbeat, rapid and throbbing, under her own chest. She nipped at the soft flesh, her hands gripping T's hips, pulling her closer. She wanted T to feel her, to know how much she desired her. "Touch me, T," R commanded, her voice a low growl. She took T's hand, guiding it to her own body, pressing it against her breast. She could feel T's fingers hesitant, unsure, but her body responded, her nipple hardening under T's touch. R moaned, her head falling back, her eyes fluttering closed. She ground against T's thigh, her body aching with need. "More," she demanded, her voice a ragged whisper. She took T's other hand, pressing it against her own thigh, encouraging her to explore. She felt T's fingers tentatively trace the seam of her pants, her touch light, almost feather-like. R's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation. She wanted more, needed more. She broke away from T's touch, her hands quickly unbuttoning her own shirt, her breasts spilling free. She could feel T's eyes on her, her gaze heavy, almost tangible. "Touch me, T," R repeated, her voice a soft plead. She took T's hand, pressing it against her breast, her nipple hard and aching. She could feel T's fingers tentatively exploring, her touch light, almost reverent. R moaned, her head falling back, her body arching into T's touch. She wanted more, needed more. She took T's other hand, guiding it to her pants, encouraging her to unbutton them. She could feel T's fingers fumbling, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel her own body responding, her pussy throbbing, her juices coating her thighs. She broke away from T's touch, her hands quickly pushing her pants down, her ass bare, her pussy throbbing. She could feel T's eyes on her, her gaze heavy, almost scorching. She wanted T to touch her, to explore her, to make her come undone. She took T's hand, pressing it against her pussy, her fingers parting her lips, encouraging her to explore. She could feel T's fingers hesitant, unsure, but her body responded, her clit throbbing under T's touch. She moaned, her head falling back, her body arching into T's touch. She wanted more, needed more. She took T's other hand, guiding it to her ass, encouraging her to explore. She could feel T's fingers tracing the curve of her ass, her touch light, almost reverent. She moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. She wanted T to fuck her, to take her, to make her come undone. She wanted to feel T's fingers inside her, her tongue on her clit, her body pressed against hers. She wanted to feel T's desire, to taste her arousal, to hear her moans. She wanted to feel T's body responding to hers, to feel her come undone in her arms. She wanted to feel T's desire, to taste her arousal, to hear her moans. She wanted to feel T's body responding to hers, to feel her come undone in her arms. She wanted T to fuck her, to take her, to make her come undone.

T's fingers traced the curve of R's ass, her touch growing bolder, more confident. She could feel R's body responding, her breath hitching, her hips grinding against T's hand. R's pussy was wet, her juices coating T's fingers, making them slick and easy to move. She could feel R's clit, hard and throbbing, begging for attention. She circled it gently, her touch light, almost teasing. R moaned, her body shivering, her nipples hardening into tight peaks. "More, T," she demanded, her voice a ragged whisper. "Make me come." T's fingers delved lower, parting R's lips, exploring her depths. She could feel R's body opening to her, her hips bucking, seeking more. She slipped a finger inside, then another, her thumb finding R's clit, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles. R's breath hitched, her body trembling, her hips moving in time with T's fingers. She could feel her orgasm building, her body coiling tight, ready to snap. She wanted more, needed more. She wanted T's mouth on her, her tongue licking her, her lips sucking her. She broke away from T's touch, her hands pushing T down onto the bed, her body following, pinning T beneath her. She could feel T's heart pounding, her body trembling with anticipation. She wanted to draw this out, to make T beg, but her own desire was a roaring inferno, consuming her, urging her on. She straddled T's face, her pussy hovering above T's mouth. She could feel T's breath, hot and ragged, against her skin. She lowered herself, her pussy pressing against T's lips. She could feel T's tongue, hot and wet, licking her, tasting her. She moaned, her head falling back, her body shuddering with pleasure. She began to move, her hips grinding against T's mouth, her pussy sliding against T's tongue. She could feel her orgasm building, her body coiling tight, ready to snap. She wanted more, needed more. She wanted T's fingers inside her, her mouth on her clit, her body pressing against hers. She reached down, her fingers finding T's pussy, wet and ready. She slipped a finger inside, then another, her thumb finding T's clit, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles. She could feel T's body responding, her hips bucking, her moans muffled against R's pussy. She increased the pressure, her fingers moving faster, her thumb rubbing harder. She could feel her own orgasm building, her body coiling tight, ready to snap. She wanted to come with T, to feel her body shuddering beneath her, to hear her screams of pleasure. She leaned down, her lips capturing T's nipple, her teeth gently grazing the hardening bud. She could feel T's body responding, her hips bucking, her moans growing louder. She wanted more, needed more. She wanted to feel T come undone, to taste her desire, to hear her scream their names.

T’s mouth was a hot, wet cavern, her tongue working eagerly as R ground against her face. R could feel the vibrations of T's moans against her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She leaned back slightly, her hands gripping T's thighs for leverage, as she began to ride T's face in earnest. She could feel T's fingers, slick and insistent, working their way into her pussy. R moaned, her body writhing, as T's fingers stretched her, filling her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, her body clenching around the intrusion, her hips moving in a frenzied dance. "Fuck, T," R panted, her voice ragged with desire. "Just like that. Fuck me with your fingers." T's fingers curled inside her, finding that sweet spot that made R's vision blur. She could feel her orgasm building, a tight coil of tension in her belly, ready to explode. She reached down, her fingers finding T's clit, rubbing it in firm, quick circles. T's body bucked beneath her, her moans growing louder, more desperate. R could feel T's fingers moving faster, her thumb pressing hard against R's clit. The dual sensation was too much, her body shivering, her breath hitching as she chased her release. "Come with me, T," R demanded, her voice a low growl. "I want to feel you come undone." T's body responded, her hips bucking, her fingers moving in a flurry of motion. R could feel her own body tensing, her muscles coiling tight, ready to snap. She increased the pressure on T's clit, her fingers moving faster, her touch more insistent. "Fuck, R," T cried out, her voice muffled against R's pussy. "I'm so close. Don't stop." R's body shook with the force of her orgasm, her vision blurring, her breath caught in her throat. She could feel T's body tensing beneath her, her fingers moving in a frenzy, her moans turning into screams of pleasure. "Come, T," R commanded, her voice a ragged whisper. "Come for me." T's body convulsed, her fingers slipping from R's pussy as her own release tore through her. R could feel the wet heat of T's orgasm, her body shuddering, her screams filling the room. The sight and sound of T coming undone beneath her sent another wave of pleasure crashing through R, her body trembling, her breath hitching as she rode out her own orgasm.

It was after the come down from their combined orgasm that they girls realise J had entered the room

R's breath came in ragged gasps, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She could feel T's chest heaving beneath her, their skin slick with sweat. The room was filled with the scent of sex and the sound of their labored breathing. Slowly, R lifts her head, her hair sticking to her flushed cheeks. T's eyes flutter open, glazed and satisfied. A slow smile spreads across her face as she looks up at R, but then her eyes widen slightly as she spots someone over R's shoulder. "Uh, R," T murmurs, her voice husky from screaming. R turns her head, following T's gaze. Her body tenses as she sees J leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. J's eyes are dark with lust, his gaze moving over the scene before him. R and T, sweat and arousal still glistening on their skin, their bodies entwined and exposed. "Enjoy the show, honey?" R asks, her voice steady despite the pounding of her heart. She makes no move to cover herself, her body still throbbing with the remnants of her orgasm. "Very much," J replies, his voice low and thick with desire. "Took you long enough to get started." His eyes move to T and he smiles softly. "You told me I'd like the view. You weren't wrong. Let's see what you have planned for my wife. It's been a while." Then he looks back at R, "And I think it's time I joined in." T's breath hitches, her body responding to the promise in her husband's voice. R feels a fresh wave of heat between her legs, her body already craving more. She grins at J, her eyes flashing with challenge and desire. "Thought you'd never ask," R says, her voice a low purr. She shifts her body, making room for J, her eyes never leaving his face. The room crackles with tension, the air thick with anticipation. J's smirk deepens as he approaches, his eyes locked onto R and T, ready to take what he wants. He unbuttons his shirt as he walks and tosses it to the floor, his eyes lingering on the girls' naked bodies. The bulge in his pants is evident. He's hard. "Where do you want me, gorgeous?" he asks R, his voice almost a growl. He pauses a few feet away from them, his chest rising and falling rapidly in anticipation. His eyes move from R to T and back to R, drawing out the moment.

R's smile turns predatory, her eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "On your knees," she commands, her voice firm and unyielding. She nods toward T, "She's still hungry, and I want to see you feed her. J's eyebrows raise slightly, but he complies without hesitation, dropping to his knees in front of T. His eyes never leave R's, a silent challenge passing between them. T looks up at him, her eyes wide with anticipation, her tongue sliding out to wet her lips. R leans down, her breath hot against J's ear. "Good boy," she whispers, her voice a low purr. She can feel his sharp intake of breath, the shiver that runs through his body at her words. She straightens up, her eyes moving to T. "Feed him to you, T. Show him what a good little slut you can be." T's body shivers at R's words, her hips lifting slightly off the bed. She reaches out, her fingers wrapping around J's throat, pulling him closer. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to trace the outline of his lips. J's hands come up, gripping her thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. His eyes flit to R, a silent question in their depths. R nods, a small smile playing on her lips. T's tongue pushes into J's mouth, her teeth nipping at his lower lip. J groans, his body pressing forward, his hardness evident against her thigh. T breaks the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks up at R, her eyes glazed with lust. "Please, R," she begs, her voice a soft whimper. "I want him. I want us both." R's smile widens, her eyes darkening with desire. "Then take him, T," she says, her voice a low growl. "Take what you want. But remember, I'm always in control." She leans back on her heels and crosses her arms, watching. "Fuck him. Use him. Show me what you can do."

J doesn’t know how to respond to be ordered around, it wasn’t part of the plan ….. but he finds he likes it

J hesitates, his instincts screaming at him to take control, to assert his dominance. But the primal desire in T's eyes and the commanding presence of R hold him in place. He's never been one to follow orders, but the thrill of submission is a new, intoxicating sensation. T's hands move to his chest, pushing him back slightly. She straddles him, her wet heat pressing against his throbbing cock. She grinds against him, her eyes never leaving his. "You like this, don't you?" she whispers, her voice a sultry purr. "You like being told what to do." J's breath hitches, his body responding to her words. He nods, his eyes dark with lust. "Yeah," he admits, his voice a low growl. "I do." T smiles, a slow, seductive curve of her lips. She reaches down, her fingers wrapping around his cock. She strokes him, her touch firm and confident. J groans, his hips bucking upwards, seeking more of her touch. She leans down, her lips brushing against his ear. "Good," she whispers. "Because I'm going to use you. I'm going to fuck you until you can't think straight." R watches, her body aching with desire. She can see the tension in J's body, the struggle between his natural dominance and his newfound submission. She can see the lust in his eyes, the way his body responds to T's touch. She leans forward, her voice a low growl. "That's it, J," she says. "Let her use you. Let her fuck you senseless." J's eyes meet hers, a silent plea for permission. R nods, a small smile playing on her lips. She knows he needs this, needs to give up control. And she knows she needs to watch. Her pussy clenches as she realizes she is about to watch the man who is supposed to fuck her get fucked. To watch the woman who she just fucked fuck the him. Her gaze moves to T and she can almost feel the woman inside of her taking control. Her breath hitches as she realizes she's going to beg. But she's not going to stop. R's voice is low and husky as she begs, "Please, T. Fuck him. Show me how you can take what you want. Show me how you can use him. Make him beg for you. Make him beg for me." She wants this. She wants it so bad, she can barely stand it. Every part of her aches for it. T smiles, a slow, satisfied curve of her lips. She leans back, her hands on J's chest. She rolls her hips, her wet pussy sliding against his cock. She takes her time, her movements slow and deliberate, building the tension. She wants to draw this out, wants to watch J squirm. She wants him to beg, wants him to plead for release. She looks up at R, her eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "He's all yours, R," she says, her voice a low purr. "Do with him as you please." R's breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation. She can see the desire in T's eyes, the way she's controlling J's body. And she wants it. She wants to be the one in control, wants to be the one calling the shots. She wants to watch J and T writhe with pleasure, wants to hear them beg for more. She leans forward, her voice a low growl. "Then fuck him, T," she commands. "Fuck him like you own him. Because right now, you do." She watches, her heart pounding in her chest, her body aching with need.

T's smile turns wicked, her hips rolling in a deliberate, teasing circle. She looks down at J, her eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and triumph. "You heard her," she murmurs, her voice laced with command. "You're mine to use." J's breath hitches, his body tensing under her touch. He nods, a slight tilt of his head that sends a thrill through both T and R. T reaches down, positioning herself over J's cock. She rubs herself against him, coating his length with her wetness. J's eyes flutter closed, a groan escaping his lips. T leans down, her breath hot against his ear. "Eyes on me," she commands. "I want to see your face when I take you." J's eyes snap open, locking onto hers. T smiles, a slow, seductive curve of her lips. She lifts her hips slightly, then impales herself on his cock, taking him deep in one smooth stroke. J's head falls back, a guttural groan tearing from his throat. R watches, her body aching with desire. She can see the pleasure on J's face, the way his body tenses under T's touch. She can see the lust in T's eyes, the way she's controlling the rhythm, the pace. R's breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation. She wants more. She wants to feel it, to taste it. T starts to move, her hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm. She leans back, her hands on J's thighs, using him for leverage. Her breasts bounce with each movement, her nipples hardening in the cool air. J's hands come up, gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. But T slaps his hands away, a sharp, stinging sound echoing in the room. "Hands off," she commands, her voice firm. "Unless I say so." J's breath hitches, but he nods, his hands falling to his sides. T smiles, a satisfied curve of her lips. She leans forward, her hands on his chest, her nails digging into his skin. "Good boy," she purrs, her voice a low growl. "Now, let me fuck you." She increases her pace, her hips rolling faster, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. J's body tenses, his hips bucking upwards, meeting her thrust for thrust. R watches, her body aching with need. She can see the tension in J's body, the way his muscles strain, the way his body responds to T's touch. She can see the lust in T's eyes, the way she's losing herself in the moment, in the pleasure. Her body aches for release.

R's gaze is locked on the spot where T and J are joined, their bodies slick with sweat, their movements in sync. She can hear the wet sounds of their flesh slapping together, the ragged breaths, the low moans. She's so turned on that she can barely stand it. She needs to touch, to taste, to feel. She moves closer, her hand reaching out to touch T's breast. T's nipple is hard, begging for attention. R leans down, her tongue flicking out to lick the sensitive bud. T gasps, her hips stuttering in their rhythm. R smiles against T's skin, her tongue swirling around the nipple, sucking it into her mouth. She can feel T's body responding, her hips moving faster, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. R pulls back slightly, her eyes meeting T's. "Fuck him harder," she commands, her voice a low growl. "Make him feel it." T's eyes blaze with lust, her hips obeying R's command. She slams down on J, her body taking him deep. J's groan is guttural, his body tensing under the onslaught. R can see the strain in his face, the way his jaw clenches, the way his body fights for control. But he doesn't take it, doesn't grab T and flip her over. He takes it, his body submitting to T's whims. R's hand moves to T's clit, her fingers rubbing the sensitive nub in time with T's thrusts. T's body responds, her hips moving faster, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. R can feel the tension in T's body, the way her muscles coil, ready to snap. She knows T's close, knows she's on the edge. "You're going to come for us, aren't you?" R murmurs, her voice a low purr. "You're going to come all over his cock." T's eyes meet hers, her body tense, her breath hitching. She nods, a slight tilt of her head. "Yes," she gasps, her voice a harsh whisper. "I am." R smiles, her fingers moving faster, her touch more insistent. She can feel T's body tensing, can feel the orgasm building. She looks down at J, his face flushed, his body glistening with sweat. His eyes are locked onto T, his body moving in sync with hers. She can see the desire in his eyes, the way he's losing himself in the moment, in the pleasure. "Come for us, J," she commands, her voice firm. "Come with her." She wants to hear him beg, wants to hear him plead for release. J's body tenses, his hips bucking upwards, meeting T's thrust for thrust. His breath hitches, a low groan tearing from his throat. "Please," he gasps, his voice a harsh whisper. "Please, let me come." T's body tenses, her hips moving faster, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. She's close, so close. R can see it in her eyes, can feel it in her body. She increases the pressure on T's clit, her fingers moving faster, her touch more insistent. "Come, T," she commands, her voice a low growl. "Come now." T's body snaps, her orgasm ripping through her. Her body convulses, her hips bucking wildly, her breath a harsh cry. R can feel the pulsing of T's body, can feel the wetness as she comes all over J's cock. She looks down at J, his face flushed, his body tense, his breath a low groan. She knows he's close, knows he's on the edge. "Come, J," she commands, her voice firm. "Come with her." J's body tenses, his hips bucking upwards, his breath a harsh groan. His cock pulses, his release spilling into T. R watches, her body aching with desire, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She wants more, wants to feel it, to taste it. She wants to be the one in control, wants to be the one calling the shots. She moves in closer, her body pressing against T's, her hand reaching out to touch J. She wants to feel his release, wants to taste it on her fingers. She wants to be a part of this, wants to be the one they both beg for. She leans down, her lips brushing against J's ear. "You did so well," she whispers, her voice a low purr. "Such a good boy." She can feel his body responding, can feel the shiver that runs through him at her words. She smiles, her hand moving to cup his cheek. She wants to reward him, wants to show him how pleased she is. Her lips move to his, her tongue licking at his lips, seeking entry. He opens for her, his tongue meeting hers in a slow, sensual dance. She can taste him, can taste their combined desires. She pulls back slightly, her eyes meeting his. "You taste so good," she murmurs, her voice a low purr. She wants more, wants to taste him deeper, wants to feel him in her mouth. She moves down his body, her lips tracing a path down his chest, his abs, his hips. She can feel his body tensing, can feel the anticipation in the room. She looks up at him, her eyes locked onto his as she takes him into her mouth. She hears T gasp behind her and feels the woman's hand on her ass. R can barely breathe, barely think. She's so turned on, so ready to explode. She swirls her tongue over the sensitive underside of his cock, her lips sliding down his shaft. She can feel him hitting the back of her throat, can feel the slight gag reflex. But she pushes past it, taking him deeper, taking him all. She pulls back slightly, her lips sliding up his shaft, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. She can feel his body tensing, can feel the pulsing of his cock in her mouth. She knows he's close, knows he's on the edge. She increases the suction, her head bobbing faster, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. She can feel T's hand on her ass, can feel the fingers sliding between her cheeks, seeking her entrance. She pushes back against the touch, her body aching for more. She wants to feel it, wants to feel the dual sensation of pleasure. She wants to come, wants to explode with them. She feels a slick finger slide into her ass, her body clenching around the intrusion. She moans around J's cock, the vibration sending shivers through his body. She can feel him tensing, can feel the pulsing in his cock. She knows he's close, knows he's about to come. She looks up at him, her eyes locked onto his. "Come for me," she commands, her voice a low growl around his cock. "Come in my mouth." She feels T's finger moving faster, her body pushing against R's touch. She feels J's body tensing, his hips bucking upwards, his cock pulsing in her mouth. She feels the hot splash of his release, feels the warm liquid sliding down her throat. She swallows, her body convulsing with her own orgasm, her ass clenching around T's finger. She pulls back slightly, her lips sliding up J's shaft, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. She looks up at him, her eyes locked onto his. His cock throbs in her mouth, and she feels him tense. She thinks about how good she has made him feel, how he has let her take control. She smiles as she feels him tense once more. She knows that he wants what she is giving him, and that she is giving it to him because he allowed her to take control. She feels him pulse in her mouth as he comes. She wants to feel that, and she wants him to feel it.

R pulls back, her lips glistening with J's release. She looks up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Good boy," she purrs, her voice laced with approval. She turns her attention to T, who's watching them with heavy-lidded eyes, her fingers still buried in R. T grins, a satisfied smirk that speaks volumes. "That was... impressive," she says, her voice husky. R laughs softly, her hand reaching out to cup T's breast. "You liked that, didn't you?" she teasingly murmurs, as she leans in closer. "You liked watching me take control. You liked watching him submit. You want more." She is not asking. T's breath hitches, her body leaning into R's touch. "Yes," she admits, her voice a low growl. She licks her lips, her eyes locked onto J's. "But I want more of you. I want to watch you submit to me. I want to watch you taste me." She is not asking. R's body shivers at T's words, her pussy clenching with desire. She looks up at T, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Then take what you want," she challenges, her voice a low purr. She wants this. She wants to feel T's body on hers, wants to taste her desire. She wants to feel J's cock inside of her while T is fucking her mouth. She wants to feel used, to feel claimed. She wants to feel owned. T's smile turns predatory, her hands reaching out to grab R by the shoulders. She pulls R up, her body pressing against R's. She leans down, her lips capturing R's in a fierce, demanding kiss. R melts into the kiss, her body yielding to T's strength. She can feel T's hands roaming her body, exploring every curve, every line. She can feel the heat of T's body, can feel the desire that radiates from her. She wants this too. She wants to be owned and she wants to own, to take, to control. She grinds against T, feeling her slick folds massage R's body. She's so wet. She's so ready. She's so needy. T pulls back slightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks down at R, her eyes blazing with lust. "On your knees," she commands, her voice firm. "I want to watch you beg for my cock." R's breath hitches, her body trembling with anticipation. She drops to her knees, her eyes locked onto T's. She can see the desire in T's eyes, can see the way she's losing herself in the moment, in the pleasure. She looks over at J, her eyes locking onto his. She can see the desire in his eyes, the way he's losing himself in the moment, in the pleasure. She wants this. She wants it all. She wants to be the one they both beg for. T smiles, a slow, satisfied curve of her lips. She reaches out, her fingers tangling in R's hair. She pulls R's head back, exposing her throat. She leans down, her lips tracing a path down R's neck, her tongue licking at the sensitive skin. R shivers, her body arching into the touch. She can feel T's breath against her skin, can feel the heat of her body. She wants more, wants to feel T's lips on hers, wants to taste her desire. T pulls back slightly, her eyes locked onto R's. "You want this, don't you?" she murmurs, her voice a low purr. "You want to taste me, to feel me in your mouth." It was not a question. R's breath hitches, her body trembling with need. "Yes," she admits, her voice a low whisper. "I do." T's smile turns wicked, her hand moving to cup R's cheek. "Good," she purrs, her voice laced with lust. "Because I'm going to fuck your mouth. I'm going to use you, just like you used him." R's pussy clenches at T's words, her body aching with desire. She nods, her eyes never leaving T's. "Yes," she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "Use me. Fuck my mouth. Make me take it." T's eyes blaze with lust, her body trembling with anticipation. She moves closer, the head of her cock pressing against R's lips. R opens her mouth, her tongue flicking out to lick at the sensitive tip. T groans, her hips bucking slightly, seeking more of R's touch. R smiles, her lips wrapping around the head of T's cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. She looks up at T, her eyes locked onto hers as she takes her deeper into her mouth. She wants to taste her.