Amaranthine

The team kept things light as they headed for home, Lira insisting they all listen to a hardbass band she’d found whose lyrics consisted largely of ‘cyka’ and ‘blyat’ in various mixes and volumes. If it had been anyone but Lira, Cait would have been surprised when she loved it, but the redhead was remarkably skilled at finding hidden, high BPM gold for workout fuel.

It wasn’t until both of Cait’s girls were resting their heads on either one of her shoulders in bed that Kennedy finally broached the subject that had been long coming.

“Soooo….. that chick wasn’t hitting on you, huh?” she said, smirking up at Cait, then frowning at her wince.

“Nope! I don’t think I’ve ever been less hit on. I’ve had sexier disciplinary sessions with my high school principal.”

“Those actually sound like they could be pre—” Lira started to interject, but Cait cut her off at the pass.

“Mr. Renlo was a nice guy, but he was late-50s and massively overweight. He didn’t look anywhere near as much like Kennedy’s mom as the principal you’re probably picturing.”

Lira scowled at her, but shut up.

“So yeah,” Cait sighed, continuing. “That woman is my ex’s wife.”

“Oh, like…. They were their wife when you.. ?” Kennedy asked, intuiting the situation to be what Cait was used to being yelled at about. Cait hissed out a negative.

“Not quite. My only real ex. Lira already knows all this, because of course she does, but… I don’t have a history of being a good partner, Kennedy.” Cait shook her head, looking down to meet Kennedy’s golden eyes.

Too much trust in there, she thought. Didn’t end well last time.

“I started dating Jess early. 8th grade for me, Freshman year for her. Might surprise you, but she actually pursued me. I was just starting to be… the way I am, and she was more or less the IT girl in school. We became an item, and it wasn’t long before we had sex. It's not… it isn’t her fault that the thing I took away from my first time was that it was the thing I was best at, and the best way to get the adoration I craved. That did mean though, that little psychopath Cait didn’t see much issue with coming onto Jess’ smoking hot best friend Teia when she noticed the looks they were shooting her way at a pool party.”

Cait sighed, and Lira ‘eep’d as Cait lifted the arm she was resting on to cover her own face.

“God, once I got started…. It was Sophomore year by the time Jess finally realized, or really, admitted to herself, that I was fucking all of her friends. Some of their boyfriends too, if I’m being honest, and that’s kinda the point right now. Honestly, things wouldn’t have been that bad if she’d ended things right there…. But, like I said, I was a little fucking psychopath. I gaslit her into thinking it was all her fault, and that she could keep me if she would just… y’know… be enough for me.”

This time Kennedy hissed, and Cait felt her hand tense into a claw where it rested against her stomach.

“I know. No real excuse. It was a lie, anyway. Yeah, she was a good little sub for me, but I was still fucking her best friend, who had started making a game of helping me into the pants of other women. We barely even hid it, but I had Jess in the palm of my hand, and… I dunno. Guess I just hadn’t grown up enough to feel bad about it.”

“Jesus Christ, Cait….” Kennedy said, her voice shaky, Cait couldn’t tell if it was from disappointment or rage. She’d shut herself off from girl, not willing to feel the emotions her transgressions brought out of her new lover. “Have you grown up enough now? I mean, fuck, people have done murder-suicides for a lot less than that, what you did fucking sucks.”

Ouch, but yeah, fair.

“Jess was better than that. She got out from under my thumb, and the weird web of lust I’d woven fell apart. Spent 4 years with pretty much no friends but my parents, because once Jess pulled the wool off her own eyes everyone else did too. Shit, would you trust me in a room with your girlfriend, knowing what you do now?”

Kennedy, fucking dark angel that she was, actually grinned.

“I mean, yeah, I would, but only cause you’re my girlfriend too.”

Don’t deserve for it to be that easy, Cait thought, as her heart leapt when Kennedy’s words suggested her lore dump hadn’t changed anything. Lira’s hand found Cait’s, gripping it tight. None of this was news to her, but she was part of this. Cait doubted she’d stick around if Kennedy decided she didn’t want to be part of Cait’s mess.

Kennedy sighed, cuddling into Cait’s arm and running a finger back and forth over her collarbone.

“Fuck, Cait. As someone with an actual tragic backstory, its fucked up that yours is being a tragedy that happened to someone else.” She smiled up at her then, golden eyes soft, the curve of her lips only a little sad. “But the point of backstories is they’re done, right?”

Cait, holding back tears, just nodded tightly.

“Despite my Mom’s best efforts, you’ve given me zero reason not to trust you. You might not use your words like you should, but I still see you look to me before making moves with Qi. To be honest, I see the horny, obviously, but its hard to reconcile who you are now with someone who could do that to someone they cared about.”

Cait winced.

“And I think that’s part of it, isn’t it?” Kennedy continued, catching Cait’s facial expression. “You never really cared about her. That makes it worse, in a way. I would have hated who you were. But I know how you feel about me, and I know people change. So, given that this was all one long way to ask if I still wanted to give you a chance, yeah, you big idiot, I do.”

Kennedy cupped Cait’s jaw, pulling her down into a soft kiss. Cait didn’t know how to express gratitude, unworthiness, or dedication through the motion of her lips against Kennedy’s, but goddamn it, in that moment, she tried.

She opened herself to Kennedy, letting herself pour into her, hoping to whatever god was listening that the girl really did believe these feelings were real because they felt real to Cait. More real than anything ever had, except maybe the emotions she felt bleeding over from Lira, linked up and playing an exceedingly happy third wheel to the drama in front of her.

The redhead pulled herself over and on top of Cait, pulsing need towards Kennedy. The goth broke their kiss, smiling at Cait, before turning her face to meet Lira’s, accepting her lips between her own. Kennedy moved her hand from Cait’s chin to Lira’s jaw, letting out a delighted ‘mmph!’ as Lira deepened their kiss, her hand lacing into Kennedy’s raven hair to pull her close.

This is not a good way to negatively reinforce my bad behavior, Cait thought, as the two most beautiful women she’d ever seen kissed passionately inches above her face. Lira pulled away, a string of saliva trailing from her lower lip to Kennedy’s outstretched tongue. When their gazes locked after Kennedy slowly opened those golden eyes, the burst of pure love that shot between the two women made Cait’s head spin.

Then they turned it on her, and her chest filled to bursting in a way she had never truly experienced before. A look passed between the two, and suddenly, their looks of adoration turned to grins full of wicked mischief. Coordinating through some kind of girl telepathy, Lira brought her lips to Cait’s mouth, while Kennedy traced her tongue along Cait’s collarbone, and quickly worked her way lower.

Cait’s body processed what was about to happen before her mind did, her pulse starting to race as her cock began to swell, almost immediately finding itself helped along by the soft grip of Kennedy’s hand. She felt Kennedy’s tongue on her nipple while she began to stroke along her shaft, pulsing lust and a weird kind of comfort into Cait’s mind.

Lira kissed Cait deep and slow, matching Kennedy’s energy perfectly. Her fingers traced the glistening line of spit Kennedy’s tongue had left on Cait’s chest as the goth moved her mouth to Cait’s abs, making her cock twitch at the direction things were heading.

That premonition was made real as Kennedy’s soft black lips kissed the head of Cait’s cock. Cait groaned, pulling Lira back to look down at Kennedy. The goth’s lipstick had left smears all over her chest, and a perfect black kiss print right on her tip. The girl herself grinned up at Cait, rubbing her soft cheek against Cait’s pulsing shaft.

Cait reached down to cup her cheek, and Kennedy closed her eyes as she nuzzled against her palm. When they opened again, she stuck her tongue out the other way, bringing it to Cait’s shaft and licking her way up to her cockhead.

“That was so fuckinnggg hot, K,” Lira groaned, sitting up with Cait to watch the show. Cait could feel, more than see, Kennedy’s lips twitch up in a smile, but her eyes did open for a moment, meeting Lira’s long enough to wink before she refocused.

She didn’t have Lira’s preternatural skill at oral, and when her throat met Cait’s cock about halfway down the shaft, she coughed, pulling back. Her lips left a black ring around Cait’s shaft, setting a goal.

Cait felt Lira’s vengeful glee before the redhead even reached out to treat Kennedy to a bit of the same tender care the goth had shown her the night of the attack, but Cait shot her arm out, grabbing Lira’s wrist before she could push Kennedy deeper onto herself. The pure sensation of Kennedy going down on her might not compare to the goth using Lira’s throat as an onahole to fuck Cait with, but, damn it, she was trying.

Cait moaned as Kennedy went as deep as she could again, and laid a hand on the back of her neck, gently. She wasn’t going to slam her down, but the feeling of control and the muscle of Kennedy’s throat working under her fingers added to the experience in a way it was hard to really explain.

Lira ‘hmph’d, tired of not getting enough attention. Cait wasn’t jaded enough that threesome logistics were something she’d complain about, so she tore her attention away from the raven haired beauty bobbing on her cock, turning it to the redhead glaring at her. She met that glare with a grin, snaking a hand between Lira’s legs, finding her very wet, and very ready.

Cait slipped a finger into Lira, curving it into her g-spot and coaxing out a low purr of pleasure, which the girl finished into Cait’s mouth as she covered it in a hungry kiss. She ground her hips into Cait’s hand, groaning when Cait added another finger, pulling hard enough on her to cause the girl to rock against the matress.

Kennedy hadn’t stopped her work on Cait’s cock, although the black ring record marker her lips left on Cait hadn’t really moved, despite her best efforts. As Lira heated up though, Cait felt her falter, not in uncertainty, but just to watch as the pair above her made out.

I get it, I had the same reaction when these two were kissing and I have about a million times more experience than Kennedy.

Lira broke their kiss, grinning wickedly first up at Cait, then down at Kennedy, before swinging her leg over Cait’s hips.

Kennedy let out an ‘eep!’ as her view shifted from big cock and tanned abs to soaking pussy and enormous ass, but being surprised didn’t mean she was disappointed. Kennedy giggled as Lira bounced her hips against Cait’s, her non-verbal instructions clear.

The goth took a firm grip on the base of Cait’s cock, slapping it heavily against Lira’s sopping pussy a few times before holding it steady against her entrance. Lira rolled her hips, and Cait was inside her, velvet heat sending her mind spinning, even before Kennedy settled in to comfortably lap at Cait’s balls while she watched Lira ride.

I gotta go to confession more often, if this is the kind of sex it leads to, Cait thought, gripping Lira’s undulating hips tight and, for once, actually concentrating on not cumming too early. The tag team of the two women was the greatest thing she’d ever experienced, the actual feelings she had for them elevating this particular menage a trois to the highlight of life thus far.

She felt Kennedy’s tongue leave her balls, and from the pleased gasp of surprise Lira let out she thought she knew where it’d ended up.

“Mmmm, you nasty bitch,” Lira growled playfully, taking one hand from where it braced on Cait’s shoulder back to press Kennedy’s face firmly into her ass. Before Lira could enjoy the feeling of power for too long though, Cait realized that without Kennedy’s mouth around her nuts, there was nothing stopping her from doing a little power bottoming.

Her own hand shot from Lira’s hip to her throat, drawing a surprised ‘urk!’ as she stretched her neck, holding Lira in place as she began to thrust up from below. Cait watched with satisfaction as Lira’s pretty green eyes began to roll back in her head, feeling her breath coming in gasps as Cait’s thrusting in her pussy and Kennedy’s tongue in her ass brought her quickly to her limit.

Lira tensed, shuddering, then slumped, held up only by Cait’s grip on her neck. Cait tilted herself to the side, catching Kennedy’s eye, the girl’s face still buried in Lira’s ass. She cocked an eyebrow in question, getting a playful wiggle of Kennedy’s dark eyebrows in return, alongside a burst of dedication that Cait interpreted as: Hell yeah, let’s mindbreak our girlfriend!

She couldn’t agree more, and Lira let out a guttural groan as Cait resumed thrusting up into her, adjusting angle to hit new, unbattered parts of her insides.

The duo forced a couple more orgasms out of Lira in that position, before Cait started to worry she actually wouldn’t be able to breathe if Cait held her up by her throat any longer. With a satisfied ‘pwah!’ Kennedy pulled her tongue out of Lira’s ass, and Cait rolled her onto her back.

As Cait rose to her knees between Lira’s legs, Kennedy pressed herself into her back snaking one arm between Cait’s breasts to hold her tight while the other gripped Cait’s dick, rubbing its head against Lira’s abused entrance. Cait felt the soft kiss of Kennedy’s lips on the side of her neck, and reached back over her shoulder to stroke at her hair.

“No pressure, but its your turn if you want it,” she offered. Kennedy tensed for a moment before she resumed gently kissing at Cait’s neck.

“Not yet,” she whispered, giving Cait a playful love bite before lining her up, and pushing Cait’s hips forward into Lira. The redhead moaned, the sound turning into a pleased ‘hmmm’ as Kennedy let go of Cait, crawling forward to kiss Lira with a tenderness that had been lacking in the way they’d treated the redhead for the last half hour.

Cait’s eyes were locked on Kennedy’s soft, juicy ass, and the wet runnels of arousal down her thigh.

Hardly seems fair, Cait thought, then decided to do something about it. She popped out of Lira, the redheads moan of protest muffled by Kennedy’s mouth, and dropped to her knees beside the bed, Kennedy gasping as Cait roughly pulled her hips into position for her to lap at her clit.

Cait played with Kennedy’s soft cheeks as her mouth worked at her pussy, teasing the girls cute pink asshole with her finger while her tongue lashed at her clit. Quickly, Lira was recovering while Kennedy fell into pleasure.

When Kennedy’s kisses had turned into open mouthed gasps, the redhead wiggled out from under her, grinning at Cait as she slipped down off the bed between the Amazon’s thighs. Cait raised Kennedy up enough to look down at her, green eyes bright with challege, mouth hanging open in front of Cait’s cock. Lira probably couldn’t see her smirk, obscured as it was by Kennedy’s pussy, but in the next moment her whole view was taken up by Cait’s pelvis anyway as she slammed her cock home in Lira’s throat, easily passing Kennedy’s black ring of achievement.

She could actually feel it when Lira grabbed the outside of her own throat, adding one more layer of pressure as Cait used it to finish herself off. The redhead’s other hand clawed greedily at her ass as she felt Cait begin to twitch, her breath catching as she did her best to focus on making Kennedy cum while she reached her own climax. As she felt Kennedy’s hips begin to buck erracticaly against her face, she finally allowed herself her own release, pressing Lira’s head hard into her hips as she unloaded directly into the girl’s stomach.

Cait collapsed forward, laying her head on one of Kennedy’s pillowy cheeks as the girl went through her own recovery. It took a minute for Cait to notice Lira tapping on her ass, and realized she hadn’t ever let up the pressure keeping her cock trapped in the redhead’s throat.

“Whoops! Sorry, forgot you weren’t a fleshlight!” she said to a surprisingly bright smile from Lira.

“Mission accomplished then!” Lira replied, crawling up on the bed to kiss first Cait, then Kennedy. “Fuuuuuckkkk. Is this gonna be what sex is like from now on? I could…”

She frowned at her red pussy.

“Well, maybe not get used to it, but it was pretty fucking good.”

Kennedy just let out an exhausted groan of agreement, and fell asleep with her ass in the air.