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You let out a small laugh as your back hit the bed with a bounce before two sets of hands went to work stripping you with an efficiency that you really shouldn't find so hot. While Robby worked from the waist down, Jack took the waist up. In seconds you were bare, stretched out in the bed, with Robby’s head between your thighs and Jack’s hands on your tits.
You were off for the next three days and none of you were planning on leaving the bed. A sudden, hard suck to your nipple had your hands flying into Jack’s curls, and you cursed. Between that and the way Robby was fucking you with his tongue, teasing your clit with his nose, you weren’t going to last long. “Cl-close,” you tried to warn them, but they both just doubled down, Jack pinching your other nipple while Robby slid two fingers in, crooking against your g-spot. You broke, pulling hard at Jack’s hair, arching up into both of their mouths, and tightening your thighs around Robby’s head–or trying to anyway, his broad fucking shoulders were holding you open.
You drifted slightly as they moved about, letting them manhandle you into position–knees on the edge of the bed, ass up, shoulders down, torso between Jack’s legs and his cock in your mouth. Robby sliding his thick cock into your sopping wet cunt had you moaning around Jack, the sudden vibrations causing him to buck up, triggering your gag reflex and making you tighten around Robby. Matching groans filled the room, one higher than the other two. Firming his grip on your hips, Robby started moving you back into his thrusts and forward onto Jack’s cock. Several thrusts later and Jack was pulling you off his cock, sliding his thumb in your mouth instead. “Not looking to come yet, Kitten, not ‘til I’m buried in that sweet hole.”
Your whine turned into a sob when Robby slid a hand around your neck and used it to pull you upright against him, fucking up into you at a deeper, tighter angle. “Play with her clit, Jack. Make her come on my cock,” Robby demanded, licking and nipping your ear. Jack kneeled, pushing right up against your front, flattening your chest against his. Grabbing your chin, he made sure you were watching as he sucked two fingers into his mouth, coating them with his saliva, before teasing them in little circles around your clit. Jack kissed you before using his grip on your chin to turn your head towards Robby, making you watch as they kissed deep, tongues tangling and gliding around and against each other. Watching as Robby sucked on Jack’s tongue, you felt Jack’s fingers moving faster and Robby’s rhythm start to stutter and you shattered, falling apart in their arms.
Jack moved, guiding your upper body back to the bed and Robby tightened his grip even further, sure to leave bruises that you’d relish pressing against later. Leaning over your back, Robby thrusted harder once, twice more before pulling you hard into his hips, making sure he was buried as deep as possible as he came. And he came. And he came again, rope after rope of hot cum flooding you, trying to leak out around his thick cock. Hyperspermia for the win, you thought with a giggle, already sex stupid. Groaning, Robby dropped his head against your back, giving you a couple more weak thrusts, before he started to ease his way out of you, fingers reluctant to unclench from your hips.
You hummed as Jack lightly tugged your at your hand, urging you to him with a soft C'mere Doll. Arranging you on your side facing him, Jack lifted your leg over his hip and pulled you tight against him. Reaching down, Jack slid first his fingers and then his cock through the mess Robby made of you, rubbing his tip against your clit just to hear you whine, before sliding balls deep with a single thrust. Swallowing your moan, Jack rolled his hips, keeping his thrusts shallow, the coarse hair around his cock providing delicious friction against your clit. Nipping your bottom lip, Jack trailed kisses down your neck, licking your pulse before sucking hard, leaving his own marks on you. You could feel the pleasure building, slow and thick like molasses. A large, warm hand turned your head, Robby claiming your mouth in a deep kiss as he slid in behind you, slotting his fingers with Jack's on your thigh, using it to pull you both further into his bulk. You broke the kiss on a gasp as Jack took the opportunity to fuck into you harder, faster, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, both of you quickly unraveling. Robby pushed his hips against you, grinding his soft cock against your ass, "Come for me," he demanded, at the same time as Jack thrust deep, and you had a brief moment to wonder which one of you he was talking to before you came hard.
You were vaguely aware of Jack coming, of Robby slipping something in your cunt that fit snug with a murmured 'Gotta keep you full of us and ready, Kitten' and Jack's soft 'Sleep, we'll wake you when we're ready to go again', giving a barely there hum of affirmation as you fully gave into the post multi-orgasm crash.
You were jostled awake sometime later, sleep muddled and confused as to why the bed was moving. But you quickly realized that you were what was moving as Jack rutted into you from behind. You clenched around him, throwing off his rhythm and grumbled, "You were supposed to wake me up." Jack huffed a laugh, "I did, I just chose to use my cock." Reaching back you swatted at him and then started rolling your hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. "Where–where's Robby?" you gasped, angling your hips so that Jack's tip hit that special spongy bit that made you see stars. "Kitchen. Had to, fuck baby, had to grab something," he grunted, letting go of your hip to brace against the bed. You were both so close, heads dropped and eyes closed. The sudden press of something hard and cold against where Jack was fucking into your cunt had you both screaming, going rigid as you came. Jack's 'What the FUCK, Robby' had you half flopping on your side to glare at his smirking, unrepentant form.
Robby just wagged the bottle of Gatorade at Jack, holding another out for you. "It's important to stay hydrated and replenish electrolytes when engaging in rigorous physical activity." He was far too smug. Shifting onto your back, you stretched, watching as his eyes practically devoured you. Smirking, you spread your legs as you purred "Is that your professional opinion Doctor Robinavitch?" and laughed at the deep blush that spread rapidly from his face all the way down to his hard, ruddy cock, that definitely twitched in interest at his title. Robby's only response was a gruff 'here' as he dropped the bottle in Jack's hand before lunging for you. You shrieked, trying to scramble away, but Robby was faster and stronger and had you pinned against him before you'd moved a couple of inches.
"Uh uh uh" he tutted, "And just where do you think you're going?" Robby rolled, pulling you on top of him. Pushing against his chest, you sat up, straddling his hips as you asked, "How are you two already going again? It's only been, what, an hour? Two?" You circled you hips against Robby's and raised an eyebrow at his response of 'the wonders of modern medicine', “You don't normally need them." Jack was the one to answer this time, "Normally you don't ask us to 'use me until I'm fucked out, useless and full of you' either". You bobbed your head in an 'you got me there' kind of way as you started to rock against Robby, using Jack's cum to slick the way. Robby groaned every time his cock caught on your hole, flexing his hips to try and slide in as you teased him. Growing desperate and leaking copious amounts of precum, Robby firmed his grip, stilling your hips and lifting you up far enough to notch the head of his cock just inside your swollen cunt and then dropped you into his lap, spearing you on his cock.
Your shriek would have been more impressive if he hadn't knocked all the air out of your lungs. You pitched forward, catching yourself on your forearms at the last moment, unable to hold yourself up at the brutal pace Robby set. Jack's hands slid around your hips, helping hold you still for Robby's pistoning cock. "I can't, I can– I can't come again," you whimpered, trying to squirm away. Someone's hand soothed along your flank, though you couldn't tell who's, nor could you place the voice that reassured you that you could, 'because your our Kitten, our good girl' and 'C'mon, give it to us, be a good Kitty'. One of them pinched your clit and you sobbed, collapsing against Robby entirely as your orgasm ripped through you. You could feel him moan, long and deep, as he came, pumping you full of rope after rope again.
This time when you woke up, you were clean, wearing Robby's shirt and Jack's boxers, sandwiched between the two on fresh linens and entirely too warm. You tried to slip out of the bed, but were caught around the waist and pulled back in.
"Where you goin' Doll? We still have two days."
"Kitten, we're just getting started."