Glam Kink Meme Post #1
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Have fun prompting, writing, reading, and feedbacking. :)
ETA: All prompts are listed here.
ETA2: All filled prompts are archived here.
ETA3 This post is now CLOSED to new prompts.
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“Sorry,” says Isaac immediately. “My lady would like us to perform for her entertainment?”
“My lady would,” she says. “And if my husband isn’t getting fucked, well.”
“Well?” says Tommy hopefully.
“Raincheck on that,” she says, and Isaac laughs.
“You dirty girl,” he says.
“There might be skyping, is all I’m saying,” she says. “Later.”
“That’s awesome,” says Tommy. “But I was getting my dick sucked, could we go back to that?”
“Tit for tat,” says Sophie, and rolls her eyes at the confused silence. “Sixty-nine it, boys, come on.”
“Fuck, yes,” Isaac hisses. “Yeah, fucking suck my cock.”
“Mouthy fucker,” says Tommy, and there’s some scuffling, a thump, and a long drawn-out moan, she can’t tell who.
“Talk to me,” she says breathlessly. The toy goes in easy, sweet. “Fuck, one of you say something.”
“Mouth’s full,” Tommy pants, and there’s a hollow sticky noise. “You want me suck him, or talk?”
“Suck me,” Isaac votes, distantly. “Fuck, watch that thing, you’ll put my eye out.”
“Not if it’s in your mouth I won’t,” says Tommy. “Stay the fuck still.”
“Soph, he’s pickin’ on me,” Isaac complains. “Make him stop.”
“You make him stop,” she counters, too caught up in grinding up against her own hand to deal with their squabbling. “I’m fuckin’ busy.”
“Show you,” Isaac grumbles, and Tommy lets out a yell that has Sophie clenching up around the toy, hips jerking as she comes.
As she comes down, she hears Tommy’s moans peaking, getting high-pitched and frantic. “Isaac,” he says, sweetly breathy, “fuck, like that, yes, do it, jesus, oh god.” Tommy talks all the way through his orgasm, even as his breath gets ragged and his voice cracks.
She matches her breathing to his as it slows, imagining the aftershocks rocking him.
“My turn,” says Isaac. “You left me hanging long enough, Ratliff.”
“That actually sounds fair,” says Sophie, thumbing her clit experimentally. She could go another round, easy, yeah, especially if Isaac’s gonna get vocal about whatever Tommy gets up to.
“Never let it be said I don’t know how to give a girl a good time,” says Tommy.
“I’m not your fucking prom date,” says Isaac. “Will you just,” but Tommy shushes him.
“I gotcha, baby, just lie back, I’mna take such good care of you.”
“I’m gonna bite your dick off,” Isaac threatens. He’s bitchy when he’s tired, and Sophie grins to herself, stretches out her cramping fingers.
She doesn’t expect the strangled noise from Isaac, doesn’t expect him to suddenly go quiet, doesn’t expect the happy sounds Tommy makes, like he’s just taken a bite out of something delicious.
“Isaac,” she says. “Isaac, you good?”
He whines, non-verbal. “Tell me,” she insists. “Baby, tell me what’s happening.”
He sounds choked when he answers, like all his air is gone. “He’s - he’s licking me,” Isaac whispers. “Tommy. He’s, his tongue, babe, he’s eating, uh.”
Jesus. “Say it.”
Isaac sobs. “My ass, he’s eating my ass, oh, fuck, I never, it’s good, it’s so fuckin’ good, Tommy, Soph, please.”
“Jerk yourself,” she manages in a strangled voice. “Get yourself off for us, baby.”
He makes this high, wild noise when he comes, not loud enough to be a scream, counterpoint to the slap-slap of his hand on his cock and Tommy’s hungry little moans, and there’s no force on earth that could stop Sophie, gasping out her completion to her empty bedroom.
There’s a moment then where nobody says anything. Sophie curls on her side, looks at the phone on the pillow beside her, the battery warning flashing up on screen.
“You with me, babe?” says Isaac, eventually.
“I fuckin’ wish,” she says. “I’d kiss you so much right now, you have no idea.”
“I can do that, if you want,” says Tommy. “Or not. Are you guys having a married bonding moment? I’ll be quiet.”
“If I wasn’t dead from the neck down, I’d totally smack your for ruining my awesome moment with my wife,” says Isaac sleepily.
“Be nice to each other,” says Sophie. “I kind of have my heart set on awesome threesome sex when you get back.”
Isaac snorts. “I don’t think we have to be nice to each other for that, babe.”
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