Mona has a happy ride but Rowan can't get comfortable

Mona rocks steadily up and down on top of you, her thick brown hair swinging in waves like a curtain just touching her shoulders. Some of the time she looks you in the eyes and some of the time she grinds down on you, her eyes closing and her head tipping back as she squishes and rolls her clit against your pubic bone.

You can't see Rowan, but you feel her shifting her weight on the bed and hear her breathing, fast and deep through her nose. She must be behind Mona, watching Mona's pussy lips curl in and out as she rises up and down on your thick shaft.

Mona's voice starts coming out in low grunts. She puts her hands to your sides and grips your ribs as she grinds harder and faster.

"Ready Mo'?" you ask.

"Uh huh huh uh huh now now now!" Mona replies.

"Coming for you, coming," you say. You lift your hands and grip her hips, thrusting up at Mona as she grinds down on you.

"Ah, fuck fuck fuck yes YES!" Mona cries out. "ARRRGHHHHHH!" Mona's pussy clamps down tight on your cock. Her face flushes pink, then her chest, and her nipples stand out stiffly on her bouncing breasts.

"Shit yessss girl, get it," you hear Rowan whisper to herself.

Rowan's comment sets you off. You cry out and pump your load up into Mona's hot tight cunt.

When her rocking and moans of pleasure ease to a stop, Mona rests for a little, catching her breath. You help her roll to one side. She's trembling. So are you. But your cock is still hard and swollen.

Rowan chuckles as you help an unsteady Mona to the bathroom. "So you wrecked your girlfriend as bad as you did me?" she says.

"Hssphth," Mona replies.

"Guess so," Rowan says.

You get Mona steadied on the toilet and warm up the water for a couple of washcloths. You do a quick wash-up as you listen to Rowan humming impatiently.

Everything is in place, you're suited up, lubed, and poised for Rowan to get aboard.

"Hello again, big boy," Rowan says, grinning as she straddles you. "Let's get things, ah..."

Rowan grips your cock and touches it to her wet pink center. You feel her heat on the tip of your cock.

She bends her knees, you feel pressure on the tip of your cock, but nothing seems to be happening. Finally there's a little movement.

Rowan grimaces. "Oh ow ow ow!" she says. "Don't move, don't move."

You lie like a statue, watching the expression on her face. Pain. Determination. Gritted teeth.

Last night everything went together easily. This morning, not so much.

"Oh shit, it's happened again," Rowan says. "Instant karma from last night." She raises her eyebrows and shakes her head. "No, no, don't worry, Joe, not your fault." She eases herself off and flops down on the bed. "Sometimes fucking just does not work for me. The morning after is actually pretty classic."

"Do you want me to..." you start.

Rowan puts a finger to your lips. It tastes of lube and pussy. "Shh, shh, kid, don't worry. I can take care of myself." She puffs out a sigh at the expression on your face. "Oh all right, you can hold my hand. Slide over and switch places."

Rowan climbs over to your other side and lies down. She grabs your hand in her hot little hand and gazes up at the ceiling. Just as she promised, she takes care of herself with a flurry of finger strokes. Her grip on your hand tightens and relaxes. Her hips start rocking. She moans. Her eyes roll up, her toes curl, her hand grips yours tightly, and with a loud moan, her head and shoulders curl up off the bed. She keeps jilling herself, moaning, and rocking for a half minute before letting herself fall back, limp and sweaty, with a pink orgasm blush over her face, ears, and chest.

Rowan squeezes your hand, lets it go, and rolls to her side. "Tuck me in," she mumbles.

You drape the top sheet over Rowan, thirtyish dyke-presenting petite blonde, rock vocalist, bisexual lioness, and Mona's boss at El Gringo Loco.

"No," Rowan says when you bend down to kiss her cheek. "Don't get any ideas."

Well then. Mona did warn you.

Mona comes back and lies down next to you, damp and sweet-smelling from a shower. "You want to take care of yourself too, Joe?" she says.

"Nah," you say. "Gonna crash out again."

"Me too," Mona says. "Gotta get up at noon, Rowan and I have a shift."

The three of you sleep away the rest of the morning after the show.

You have 0 XP.
You have Hard +2 (with Fucking Huge), Hot +2 (with Charming), Cool 0, Control -1.
You have the Character Move PILLOW TALK .

What's your next Move? Go looking for new hook-ups who Mona might be OK with, have Mona pick a date, tell Mona to give you an introduction when you're out together, or go rogue at the risk of having to GET OUT OF TROUBLE with Mona.

Joe and Mona's open relationship agreement on this page -- Karen Yoshida the kickboxing pool customer is pre-approved, any other potential date has to be picked or approved by Mona. Joe will have to GET OUT OF TROUBLE if Mona finds out, and she might kick him out or close him down.