Off script improv

I’m not sure what I’d been expecting, but this certainly wasn’t it.

Rina: Is he really gonna have fun like that?

Nia: Trust me, he’ll love it~. Em’s a real, bonafide pervert, Rina, you gotta remember that. Like, more than you know. Just the other week he came his brains out thinking of me having secret sessions with you!

Rina: …Oh…hahaha, oh wow! Okaaay, jeez, got nothing to worry about! Guess I can…really let loose then~.

I heard that uneven smile on Rina’s lips, but couldn’t see it. Of course, that may have had to do with the fact that I couldn’t see much of anything. The girls had laid me face down on the bed, fastened my arms to the headboard with Nia’s pants, and covered my face with their underwear, leaving me with little means to do anything but listen and thrust against the sex-soaked sheets. Obviously I could get out of the loose bindings if I wanted to, but…well, I didn’t want to.

Nia: Yeup, hehe! You comfy enough, Em? Arms not too high up or anything?

Rina: Blindfolds not too uh…sweaty…’n stuff…?

Emery: I think I’m good. My masks might be a touch stuffy — I honestly can’t smell anything other than crotch sweat — but it’s…it’s adding to the experience~.

That got a hard laugh out of them, Rina especially, which made me happy. She’d been pretty self-conscious before her switch flipped, so it was good to know she felt more relaxed now. Not that the whole situation wasn’t already inherently pretty funny, I suppose. I imagine I looked rather ridiculous like this, naked…on my stomach…used underwear covering my head…as one of my closest friends fucked my long-time girlfriend…

…Yeah, Nia wasn’t wrong when she called me a pervert…not when I squirmed so excitedly at these ideas.

I tried to adjust how I laid, shifting so my angering erection didn’t stab me too much.

Nia: ~Awesome hun, glad you’re enjoying yourself~!

A sudden slap — which came from Nia, judging by the hand size and timing — met my ass as she finished her statement, forcing a startled yip from me. It wasn’t that hard, but the fact that I couldn’t see made it sting a lot more than usual…not that I’d call it unpleasant.

Rina: Cuute~.

Nia: ~Riiiight? Hehehe, I love having him like this. The way he wiggles around gets me just…mmmm~!

Rina: Yeah, I can tell. I mean you’re practically dripping on my floor, hahah!

Nia: Can ya blame me~?

Nia purred, the alleged wetness mirrored in her vocals.

Rina: Not a bit girl, not one bi~t. This is a very, very fun choice~. Pree clever too, I gotta say. Not only do we get to see Em squirm, we can practice messing around without him as much. Smart way to ease into things.

Nia: Oh, that’s true! Killing two birds with one stone here, huh?

Rina: It wasn’t intentional? I thought that’s what you were referencing with the whole “have sex without telling him roleplay” thing.

Nia: Ehhhh, maybe I made the connection in the back of my head, but I’m too hornybrained to take credit for any masterminding, hehehe. I mostly just wanted to see my little cutie get punished~!

Rina: Hah! You really are just as bad as Em.

The bed creaked in time with their banter, mystery weights shifting until I felt them settle beside me. I think one was laying on top of the other? Or maybe they were kneeling down face to face? It was impossible to know for sure, though that didn’t keep me from trying.

Rina: Now, where were we~?

Nia: ‘Bout…here, I think~?

Rina: ~Ohhoho, feeling adventurous~?

“Adventurous”? What did that mean? I craned my head to the side on instinct, but met only a blurry blob of shape and light. It did seem like Nia’s voice had come closer than before though. If I concentrated I could faintly catch the sensation of her breath brushing my skin.

Nia: Gotta make it a lil more…~interesting~, since Em can’t see us, right?

Rina: I like the way you think! Stimulate his senses, or something along those lines. You one hundred percent though? Last weeken-…

Rina cut herself off for some reason. It sounded like there was a shifting noise right before she stopped…was it Nia?

Rina: Riiiight right, my bad~. Hehehe, I’ll be careful with you…and then some…’nough make it real “interesting”…for both of you~.

My cock pulsed wildly, matching the pace of my elevated heartbeat. Were they communicating silently…!? That’s so hot!

A soft, moist noise filled the room, followed in short order by Nia’s sweet panting. It continued for a surprisingly long time, until the repetitive sounds felt like they were echoing in my head.

Nia: …N-not that I’m…mmm~...complaining, but ~th-this ain’t exactly what-.

Rina: Shhhh, we’re just warming up~.

Nia: A warm-up?

Rina: ~Yeah, a warm-up~. No need to be impatient~.

Nia: Wh- fuck off, you can’t flip that around on m~mmmmm~!?

Rina grunted in effort and Nia’s voice immediately rose an octave. I could only imagine Rina sprung something on her all of a sudden? But what? Where? How? The only thing I had to go off of was the shifting of the bed frame, and it was surprisingly cagey with its secrets.

Nia: ~Aahhh, fuh… A-are you gonna do that every time we fuck?

Rina: You want me to? Haven’t gotten any bad reviews yet~.

Nia: Two “reviews” is hardly impressive.

Rina: ~Ohhh, trying the competitive bit again? Hehe, no need to be coy, you already got put in your place. You can just ask for more if you aren’t satisfied~.

Nia’s nails scraped against the sheets as their rocking motions changed course, causing a shuddering gasp to **** itself ahead of any witty remark she may have prepared.

Nia: …Ahhh~...gawwd, you’re such a frickin’ cunt sometimes.

Rina: Heheh, s’just a…what do they call it in fencing, Ms. resident French expert? A “riposte”? You’re the one who made it a contest to start with. I’ve just been clapping back. Tit for tat, you feel?

Nia: So you’re the victim here? N-ngh~...now who’s being coy?

Rina: Hehehe, somebody’s having trouble coping~.

Nia: Puh-lease, I ain’t “coping” with anything. I was mostly tryin’ ta get Em off, so whatever the result was, it didn't matter anyway.

Rina: ~Ohoho, is that so? You sure are changing your story a lot~. First you “let me” take the lead, then it wasn’t fair cause your deep spots’re still too sensitive, and now it’s our boy’s fault? You sure you aren’t just being a sore loser~?

A playful incredulity dripped from each one of Rina’s words.

Nia: You implyin’ I got an ego to save, big girl~?

Rina: I’m not not saying that~.

Nia: Hehehe, aren’t ya projecting a lil~? If anyone’s feedin’ her pride here it’s you, stud~.

I could practically hear Rina’s eye twitch at the goading repartee.

Rina: …Phew…heh…heheh, yeah, okay Nia, if that’s how you wanna play it…round two then. Just an innocent lil competition for Em. No egos this time, from either of us~.

A barrage of loud, fleshy smacks punctuated Rina’s sentence, eliciting far, far heartier moans from Nia than before.

Nia: ~AH~ Ohhhhh fffuuuhhh~! Do-…mmm~...don’t jusht sh-sta-ah~...start like tha~aht!

Rina: ~Mmm~! Why not~? No winners or losers, no “pride” to “feed”, we’re just putting on a show~!

Rina paused, presumably waiting for another counter. Unlike before, however, Nia’s smartass replies had seemed to dry up. Not meeting the resistance she — or I, for that matter — might’ve expected, Rina opted to pick up where she left off. Her tone was different now, though, the image of her wolfish grin overpowering my mind’s eye.

Rina: I’m glad we’re on the same page~...And since this is round two, whaddya say we…switch things up a bit? Make it even more…“interesting” for Em to listen to. Just going hard won’t be different enough from last time~.

Nia: ~Ah~! Haah~! O-okay, b~uhhh~...but how~?

Rina: I was thinking we…lean into our new teasing shtick more~. It’s been pree one-sided so far. You shouldn’t be doing all the work yourself, I need to try harder on my end~!

Nia: ~Haah…I-I don’t…~mmm-ind you trying…harder~, b-but “o-one-sided”? I’m…not a~ah~…a hundred percent on what you mean…

Rina: What? You don’t see it? Did I rattle your brain or something? My cock’s not that deep in there yet, is it~?

Nia groaned, sounding somewhere between annoyed and insanely worked-up.

Nia: Jush, mhn~…j-just shut up and explain.

Rina: Hehehe, so~rry, just figured it was obvious. So far you’ve been the one using me to tease Em. While sexting, during our little stripping game, when we were “feeding our egos”, ‘n so on. That’s not fair of me. Isn’t it only right that I tease him by using you too?

Nia: …I…

Rina cut her off, leaving Nia no time to find her footing.

Rina: In fact, if you really think about it, wouldn’t me doing it be even more effective than your way? Like, hearing his amazing, strong, dommy girlfriend bend to me? ~Oohh man~!

Nia: Ngh~! Wh-that wasn-

Rina: C’mon! Remember how much he came last weekend when we did that~? When we were easing my cock into your poor, unstretched pussy? His dick was like a cute little fountain! Watching you crumble like that must’ve been some top-shelf shit for a perv like him~!

Her voice grew closer, now cutting between Nia and I.

Rina: Back me up here, Em. Aren’t I right? Not judging, but you’ve got maso vibes out the ass. Maybe a bit of pillow prince in there too, eh? Hahaha! Isn’t that why you said you like it when I act all aggro~? Cause it’s sooo different from your uzhe?

I seized up, unprepared for Rina to address me so directly while being punished — especially like that. Her words hit me hard. I felt so bare, as nude in spirit as body…a sensation that resonated with singular strength when blinded. I answered her reactively, spurred on by the chaos of excitement and nervousness gathering within me.

Emery: I-I, y-yes! Yes! You’re right about all of it Rina! I-it’s…it’s incredible~! We…we’ve roleplayed this a few times, b-because I like seeing Nia act so differently th-than she does with me…but doing it with an actual partner…with you…! God it's so, so much better!

Unable to gauge any reaction, the words barreling out of my mouth left a slightly guilty aftertaste. Was I in some way denigrating Nia’s capabilities as my lover — as an actress — by saying it was better like this? I wanted to clarify, to make sure she knew that’s not what I was going for, but a giddy, almost manic laugh shook Rina before I had the chance.

Rina: ~Seeee~? It’s the kind of pleasure you guys can’t have when you’re alone~. Not saying you’re bad at roleplay or anything, Nia, you’re obvs waaaay better than me…buuuut~, well, hehehe, even the best actors need some support~. The two of us working like this makes it a…special show, one we can only give him together~. Isn’t there something extra spicy about that~?

A wicked heat crept in as she went on. Her desire to persuade was naked, aggressive…almost insidious in its tint. It carried an air of inevitability, something more intimidating than even the viciousness she’d showcased last weekend…

And yet, the shift was irresistible. Beautiful, even, in a sense. I’d feel uneasy if it were anybody else speaking to Nia like this…but this was Rina. She was the one who made Nia scream in ways I’d never heard before, and she was also the one who’d cried like a child just hours ago. She wasn’t just “anybody”. I knew she had our best interests in mind, I was sure of it.

What this jumbled mix of emotions meant, I really had no clue at this point. All I knew for sure was that Rina was taking Nia and I on a ride, and I absolutely had to see where it went.

Nia: Ahhh…I…nggh~...I g-guess you’re on the money there. …’s kinda why we wanted a partner in the first place, actually… But…~haah~...well…I don’t mind switching things up, but I do kinda-ahh fuck~…kinda prefer being the one leading the show…mhn~...

Rina: ~Nia, hehehe, what’re you talking about girl? You're totally the lead actress here! You’re the star! Like, look at Em over here. Yeah, I know you’ve been drooling over him this whole time, but I mean like…really look at him. He’s tied up, blindfolded, sweating buckets…~completely useless~ and deeeep under your spell~. He’s willingly missing out on alllll this just because you told him to~. The only thing he can do is beg for a crumb of roleplay…our special roleplay~. Tell me, how are you not in complete control right now?

The harsh, wet patting ebbed and flowed with Rina’s ****, shifting strategically to match the arousal of each and every syllable.

Nia: ~Mmmm, god~! Weh-well…when you…fffuh~, when you put it like that, bu-uuhh~... ~haah~! …Nngh! Shit~! Shhhiii, mmmm~! Keeeep s-ugh~…~ohhhh please keep scraping the back l-like th-aht~!

Rina: ~Ohoho~, heeyy~. Right arouuund…~here~?

Nia: ~Yes! Yes yes yes, right there~!

Rina: Sounds like I found a soft spot~! Let’s dig in there for a sec~!

A series of escalating moans melted Nia away, completely derailing her previous train of thought. Rina, who had already long been leading the flow of this mock “competition”, was now utterly, completely dominating it.

Being a basketball star was evidently not the sole reason certain rumors — unfounded or otherwise — floated around her. It was truly sinking in for me that Rina really was competent in all things physical…

But what were they doing? I’d been curious this whole time, but now? Now I was decidedly captivated! Rina had implied she was inside Nia, but how? What position? How deep? Was it one of her hotspots that I knew about, or was it one I hadn’t found before? …Was it one that I couldn’t have found on my own…? Whatever the case was, it must have been magical for Nia to buckle like this, and the fact that I had no way to learn the details drove me up the wall in the best possible way!

Rina: ~Ahhh, god dayum do you have a grip on ya~.

Rina: ~‘Nyways, what was that smartass shit you said a while ago? “Need to take it if you’re gonna dish it out” or whatever? Well you were thorough as hell teaching me that, so now it’s your turn~. We’ll accommodate our beloved little deviant here, and I’ll return the favor for all your hard work tonight…by taking over for you. Win-win, don’cha think?

Nia: ~Ahhh…I…mhnnn~!

Rina: Awww Ni~a, hahaha, don’t give me that look~. You’re pretty much there already! You barely put up a fight this round, why not drop the old act and embrace a new role~? It’s just for a little while. Like, c'monn, look at Em~! Look at that damn smile! He wants this soooo bad~! And we all know you do too~. So let’s give my switch-up a try, yeah? We’ll tease him even harder~!

Rina’s spiel might have been laying it on pretty thick, but her overeager presentation did not seem to bother Nia. If anything, it only seemed to be revving her engine further. She sounded like she was an absolute mess, unable to do anything but whine in need at the passionate proposal and its implications. Nia wanted to cave, to let Rina take the reins, but, whether it was her pride, nerves, or a concern for me, she couldn’t quite bring herself to give the affirmative — something which Rina clearly wasn’t going further without.

My love needed encouragement; something I was more than happy to provide. Nia pushed herself very hard today, and she had to be tired at this point. She deserved to shut off for a minute, if she wanted to. It would be good for her. Good for all of us~.

Emery: ~Please hun~? For me?

…

Nia: …Fine! Fine! You win, Rina! Just fffffuck me up! Fucking ruin me! If I’m not walking funny tomorrow then your ass is getting the next punishment!

Rina: Hahaha! That’s what I’m fucking talking about, Nia! Let’s give Em a taste of what we can really do!

With the final barrier removed, the room transformed into a cacophony of deranged sex. Nia’s already heavy breaths went into overdrive, and the various wet squishes blurred as their bodies pounded deafeningly. My brain scrambled to parse everything. Even their voices, those most personal traits with which I had such familiarity, blended together; Rina’s cocksure invitations, Nia’s lustful hesitation, they fell away into so much noise — all now a mere jumbled mess of horny expletives.

The only thing I could truly decipher through the sonic mass was Nia; more precisely, the tone she often took on when cumming. A tone that practically overlapped with every new thrust.

The intensity of the situation was nearly too much for me to bear. I wanted to see what was happening. I really, really wanted to see! At the same time, another part of me strongly denied my craving. I missed the chance to misbehave, so I needed to endure the punishment Nia gave me!

I was stuck between these two pleasures, trapped in a hellish limbo with no easy answer. To make matters worse, the pressure of my body alone wasn’t getting me off! I came too many times before we started…rubbing my dick on the mattress like this only made my head swim! I didn’t mind before, but-

A growl pierced through the din, interrupting both my thoughts and the incoherence of their sex. It was Rina, her voice adopting a rougher quality as she struggled to articulate herself.

Rina: ~Rrhhggg! …Ugh, holy!~ …You’re clenching like a motherfucker~! Oh man, I’m gonna blow soon~!

Nia: ~Hnnnmm, again~! I’m guhh~, again! Ri~ina I- aahh~!

A powerful spank cut Nia off, forcing her to shout in pleasure.

Rina: Wrong~♪! It’s “Mistress”. You call me “mistress” when we’re doing this~!

Nia: ~Augh, mmm~! Cuh-mmmin’~! H-h~old o-ohn~!

Another clap echoed through the room, even louder than the first.

Nia: ~Ahh! ‘Re ya fuggin sh-seri- uhh~!

And a third, even louder still.

Rina: ~I’m dead fucking serious~!

Nia’s hand latched onto mine in desperation, trembling as she fought to endure the twin forces of her earth-shaking orgasm and Rina’s iron hand. The angle of her hand told me she was facing the same wall I was, either lying beside me or on her knees. Unfortunately, I was too far gone to make use of that information.

Nia: ~Okay! Okay~! I’m sorry! I’m sorry for being bad, M-Mistress~!

Rina: ~Aaah~tta girl~, th-that’s the stuff. Now you can cum in peace~.

Their pace slowed, moving in a seemingly controlled, methodical way as they weathered Nia’s climax. Nia hummed happily as she came down from the high, the bed falling still as she no doubt closed her eyes and rode the buzz with a smile.

Or I imagine she would be, if yet another ear-splitting spank didn’t ring out, causing her to hitch in surprise.

Rina: Hey, nu-uh. I said you could cum, I didn’t say you could stop. Keep moving that fat fucking ass. I was too busy babying you to finish properly, so be a good girl and make it up to your Mistress~.

Nia quaked even harder, her grip on my hand tightening as they resumed thrusting.

Rina: Mmm~. Good girl, go~od girl~. Now thank me for letting you finish first.

Nia: …Ungh…Th-...Thank you~.

Rina: “Thank you”…?

Nia: …~Thank you, Mistress~.

The embarrassment in Nia’s voice was unbelievable. I’d never heard her sound like this before, and it was doing things to me that I didn’t know how to process.

Rina: ~Ohhhh~, hahahaha! Fuck me, that face~! Holy shit, if only you could see this Em~!

I wanted to! I didn’t want to! My contradiction grew larger, like a red-hot fissure tearing through my brain.

Rina: ~Shhhiiii, ooohhh yeah, keep moving~! J-ju~st like that~. Hoooly fuck dude, are you still cumming? Your pussy is going crazy! You’re gonna milk this load outta me in no time~. Ain’t that right?

Nia: Yesh, mishtre-mmf~?! …~Mmm…mhn…ahh…ahn…mmm~…

Rina met her lips, stealing those hard earned words of submission. I didn’t need to see it to know it was happening, it was the most obvious thing in the world right now.

Rina: Ahn~, mhn~ sth-stick your fucking tongue out more, slut~.

Nia: ~Mhm~.

Rina: ~Ahh…thash better~. Jus, jush a lil more…~haah…mhn~! Fugg, I-I’m gnn~…~mmn~!!!

Nia: ~Mmnnn~!!!

I laid there silently, drenched in sweat as they enjoyed one of the longest, sloppiest, most intimate make-out orgasms I’ve ever heard in my life. Or at least it seemed like it. It was hard to trust my senses, to say nothing of my twisted thoughts, in this state, but…the evidence felt irrefutable. The way their bodies shook, each prolonged tremor literally rattling the bedstead…the small noises their bodies made as they adjusted their positions, their most sensitive parts connecting more deeply than I could conceive; the way Nia’s hand held onto mine for dear life…

…

I couldn’t take it anymore! I felt like I was melting! I wanted to cum too! I wanted to cum with them so fucking badly! Dammit~!

I moaned in frustration, unable to find a solution that didn’t involve breaking my haphazard shackles.

The airtight seal that was their kiss broke at my pathetic whimper, their lips audibly smacking as they finally parted.

Rina: ~Haah…haaah… Heh…ehehe~. Awww, Em…you h-having sh-some trouble~? Maybe a lil overwhelmed hearing Mistress stuff your girl full~?

I was! I was at my wit’s end! The roleplay, my restraints and the deprivation they provided, it was so much so fast! I couldn’t handle it. If I didn’t do something soon I was going to-…

It suddenly clicked in my head.

Of course! I’ve been so horny throughout this that my lateral thinking deteriorated! Though I was blind and Nia hadn’t touched me much, the punishment wasn’t actually about my lack of involvement. I wasn’t allowed to move freely nor see, but that was all; the rest had been self-imposed by my masochism. I could talk if I wanted. I could…ask for things…for help. I could appeal to my needs…by deferring to those with greater authority~!

Emery: ~M-Mistress, please let me cum~! Please! I want to cum too~!

There was a pause before Rina responded. When she did, her voice swelled like there was a bubble in her chest, growing so large it seemed as if she could barely speak.

Rina: O-oohhh~...ohhhh Em~. H-how can…c-can I resist when you…when you ask like that~! Don’t swe~at it little man, heheh, I’m not as mean as Nia here-

The fifth or sixth smack — I’d lost track in my fever — struck Nia’s ass as Rina called her out. My love mewled, her voice vibrating as her chain orgasm extended yet again, but Rina ignored it; carrying on as if Nia’s cry hadn’t nearly drowned her out.

Rina: - so I’ve got your back~! All you gotta do…is raise that cute little ass up for me~.

My face flared up at her demand. Nia loved my butt and often expressed it…energetically…when given the okay, so I wasn’t necessarily unfamiliar with this, but I hadn’t been expecting it from Rina as well. I was, of course, far too horny to consider not doing what she asked. Not to mention, Nia had already thrown away her pride for me. There wasn’t a chance in hell I could ignore that and hold onto mine!

Rina whistled fervently as I raised my hips, somehow aggravating the buzz in my head further.

Rina: ~God damn, what a view~! And that lil beauty mark too~! Ohhhh man! You two really are the hottest fucking couple on campus, hehe, ‘specially side by side like this~!

…Well, I was glad to hear that, at least. That meant my emb-!?

I didn’t get to finish my thought. Without warning, the whole bed suddenly shifted and Nia’s hand was dragged away from mine.

Rina: ~Aight Nia, let’s go~.

Nia: ~Wai-w-w-waaait, Mistress! D-do~ohh~n’t~ pick me up like thaat~! N-not wh-when I’m stiiilllll~…!

Rina: ~It’ll be, ~mmm~, quick, "drama queen". You’re not going far~.

Before I had a chance to ask what they were doing, the side of someone’s face — presumably Nia’s — was shoved against my inner right thigh. I started at the sudden intimate touch, pins and needles washing over my already overstimulated nerves. The feeling of her skin…the heated moisture of her breath against my… Lord, it was all I could do to keep from cumming right away!

Emery: ~Nghh~!

Rina: Haha, there we go~. Now share that love of yours, Nia~! I know you’ve been dying to~.

Nia didn’t need to be told twice. She wasted no time, her plush lips kissing wantonly around my perineum until they enveloped both my balls at once. Her hands explored my stomach in tandem, quickly reaching my dick and wrapping around it as they got to work; one hand polishing my glans as the other lovingly stroked the base.

It was too much…it was far, far too much. After riding the edge for so long, I had little hope of resisting any stimulation at all, let alone an onslaught such as this.

Effortlessly, Nia rendered any attempt I’d made to last — to revel in the long awaited intimacy — a fool's errand. She **** me to flood her palm with cum, and still, Nia continued after; too lost in her own world of pleasure to think of my ejaculation as a sign to stop…or even to slow down. No, if anything, it egged her on, causing her to try and wring more out; to milk me for all I was worth. And she did, while I followed suit. I was powerless to do anything but. All I could do was cum for her — cum and shove my face into the pillow, trying in vain to stifle my cries.