Pushing buttons

Once again, the three of us found ourselves back in Rina’s bedroom. I leaned against the headboard, sitting naked as I watched Rina and Nia strip one another. Nia had proposed this for our opener — “a nice way to break the ice”, as she’d put it. It was a methodology I could not deny, given the way they embraced…or the fact that I was already jerking off.

Rina stood behind Nia, her hands playfully exploring beneath the cups of my love’s bra rather than dutifully unclasping it.

Nia: ~Ahh, eeaasy girl~. I know you’re excited, but I haven’t gotten a turn yet~. You gotta slow down a bit…s~ayy~vor the build-up, ya know~?

Contrary to her protests, Nia certainly didn't seem to mind the state of semi-undress she’d reached so quickly. She pushed her ass against Rina, grinding appreciatively into our partner with every grope.

Rina: Ho~oof…h-how in the hell am I supposed to resist when you’re acting like this?

Nia: Hehehe, cause you know what’s coming next’ll be even better~.

Rina bit her lip, clearly frustrated, before ultimately relenting; slowing as commanded and making sure to “savor” the skin contact. Nia smiled in satisfaction, her grin only growing as Rina’s hands unmistakably yeared for their prior pace.

Nia: ~Gooood girl, that’s more like it~. Now get off me real quick, and stick your arms in the air while you’re at it.

Nia flirtatiously bumped Rina away with her butt as they repositioned, stopping briefly to turn toward me and stick out her tongue. She gave it a playful bite and winked, her face painted with horny excitement.

Nia: You watch yourself too, mister. Enjoy the show, obvs, but try not to blow your load too quick, kay~?

I fought my temptation to stroke faster as she teased me, reluctantly transitioning to a mild, more tenable pace. Pleased, she turned back to Rina and resumed her work.

Nia: Alrighty, let’s get you more comfortable~.

A smirk donned Nia’s face, before, instead of doing as she’d implied, she silently slid a hand down the backside of Rina’s bottoms. The athlete let out a squeak of pleasure, looking down in surprise as her assailant did who knows what to her. The girl in question merely tittered at Rina’s inquisitive expression.

Nia: A little payback for getting ahead of me~.

Rina: But I did what you s-ssss~ whoa…god~!

Shivers ran up Rina’s body as Nia took ****, her eyes starting to lose focus as she hunched over the shorter girl for balance.

Rina: H-hey…ju~uhh~st to m-make sure, are you sure this is a g-uh…a good idea…?

Nia stopped her **** for a moment, taking in Rina’s bliss with amusement.

Nia: Why? Getting cold feet?

Rina: No, I…I’m starting to lose it, and I just…wanna make sure before I…do anything. Do you guys really still wanna fuck around after what happened?

Nia’s humor seemed to grow, something I couldn’t blame her for despite Rina’s attempted earnestness. It was hard to take the girl too seriously when she couldn’t even manage to tear herself from Nia’s tits.

Nia: “Lose it”~? Ohhh, you make it sound so scary~.

Rina: …Nia, I’m serious. I really don’t wanna make another mist-

Nia pressed her lips against Rina’s, disrupting any coherence her thoughts might have had. They dug hungrily into each other for a moment, before Nia pulled away once more.

Nia: Hehe, you’re such a dingus. Don’t be scared, okay? It’s because of what happened that I want ta fuck. That’s why it’s a pick-me-up. Like furreal, you never have make-up sex before?

Rina pouted at the taunting words, crossing her arms in a childish defense of her pride.

Rina: I…no, I haven’t. It just hasn’t com~mmmm~!?

Nia’s hands began to busy themselves once again as Rina tried to deflect, utterly throwing her off-balance.

Nia: ~That’s a surprise. I figured a big, rough girl like yourself woulda done it at least once~.

Rina: W…well I ha-ah~...I haven’t. So what?

Nia: “So what?” Hehehe, “so” you’re in for a real treat~! You ever work out when you’re angry or pent up?

With her brain already fried, Rina looked completely baffled by the question; not quite grasping the connection Nia alluded to.

Rina: Duh, all the time…

Nia stopped teasing, pulling her hands from Rina before grabbing the hem of her sleeves. Without missing a beat, she quickly slipped both Rina’s jersey and undershirt from her body, leaving the frazzled girl’s top clad in only a purple sports bra.

Nia: Same basic shit. You’ll see, hehe, it can really getcha going!

Rina: M-more than I already am? I dunno if I can…handle that.

Nia: Heheh, don’t worry about it so much and just have fun. And keep your arms up, aight? My turn ain’t done yet since yours was so generous, and I don’t trust you to stay still if you’re not busy.

Rina cringed, holding her head low as she groaned in sexual — and probably physical, given how long she’d been holding her arms aloft — anguish. Nia quashed that, however, putting a hand to her mouth as she shushed her.

Nia: C’mon big girl, won’t be too much longer. I know you can do it.

Nia whipped back around to me while she held Rina’s face, wagging a finger at me.

Nia: You too, cutie. Don’t think I didn’t notice you picking up the pace when you think I’m not looking~. You aren’t slick. If you cum before we fuck then you’re in big trouble, hehehe~.

Taken back by how attentive she’d been, I slowed once more…yet some part of me wondered if I shouldn’t listen. It pointed out how her tone was challenging me, like she wanted me to cum before they had sex. I locked eyes with her, searching for the answer. Was that why she was riling Rina up so much? Was this all a big ploy to wrap us around her finger? If so, I wouldn’t hate to play along…to be bad. It could be fun to get punished~!

Rina: Hey…Nia?

Nia and I jerked, Rina’s words breaking the hold we had over one another. Mysteriously, she had a strong blush on her face, and she seemed to be feeling slightly uneasy.

Nia: Hehe, what’s up? Getting jealous?

Rina: Well…n-no, I, um…is this the hand you had in my pants…?

Nia looked at Rina, bemused and intrigued by the question.

Nia: Yeah, why?

Rina: …Can I shower before we keep going? …If I smell like your hand, then…I’m kinda rancid right now, and I don’t wanna subject you guys to that…

It took Nia a second to process what Rina was saying, before she burst out laughing.

Nia: Phew, sorry, I just didn’t take you for the type to get flustered by stuff like that. Swamp ass got ya feeling self-conscious?

Rina’s blush grew stronger, eclipsing everything that had come before.

Rina: I mean…

Rather than entertain Rina’s embarrassment, Nia opted to take two of the hand’s fingers and shove them directly into her mouth. She rolled them around inside, lolling her tongue and flicking it between the digits as she dragged them in and out.

Nia: ~I can do the real thing too, if ya want~.

Closing her lips back around the tips, she sped up until she was practically fingering her face. Nia closed her eyes as she taunted Rina, emitting exaggerated moans as if she were in total ecstasy.

I instinctively let go of my dick as I watched the scene unfold, my impish want to push Nia’s teasing further exceeded by the kneejerk desire to avoid cumming. I hadn’t intended to comply, to abandon the thought, but years of listening to Nia’s requests had ingrained things into my very reflexes…especially overstimulated as I was. My body felt like it was on fire.

Rina didn’t appear to be faring much better either, gaping at the show Nia put on for us. Her horniness had returned with a vengeance, the entire right side of her precum soaked waistband straining against the defined outline of her cock. She covered her eyes, the sculpted musculature of her arm popping as she flexed.

Rina: …~Ffffuck me, dude… You…you’re gonna drive me nuts...

Nia giggled as she stopped, kneeling downward as she dragged her tongue along Rina’s abs.

Nia: ~Whaaat~? You said you wanted to make it up to us, so you are. You’re gonna give me a nice, looong apology all night…juuust like this, hehehe~.

Rina: ~Nnnnhhh~! Niaaa~...pleeease~! I can’t! I’m dying here~!

Nia’s foxy demeanor grew, feeding off Rina’s pleas for attention. I could only imagine how excited all this begging was getting her.

Nia: ~Oh my, what a drama queen, hehehe! I’m just teasin’~. You gotta know how to take it if you’re gonna dish it out, riiight? You needa practice~. Em likes it waayyy meaner, ya know~.

The ball of compressed sexual anguish that was Rina craned toward me in shock, perhaps only now comprehending what exactly she’d signed up for. I shrugged shyly, confirming Nia’s statement with a lopsided grin.

Emery: It’s true, hehe, you should see some of the roleplays we’ve done.

Nia: Who knows, maybe she will~.

A man could only dream…

Emery: Hopefully! You should cut her some slack for now though, love. She’s not used to this.

My sadistic love rolled her eyes, her good mood unaffected despite my ask. But of course it wouldn’t be; knowing Nia, she was content to revel in the sensual whirlwind she had centered around herself. She really had been acting more indulgent since our discussion on Sunday…not that I was complaining. Nia was at her most beautiful when feeling decadent.

Nia: ~Fiiine, fine~. I guess she can have some sugar while I’m at it, hehe~.

Without further ceremony, Nia tore down all of Rina’s bottoms — both her sporty, ruffled skorts and the pair of purple compression shorts she was using for underwear — in one fell swoop. The sharp jerk of the motion caused the **** girl’s cock to spring sideways, loudly slapping the side of Nia’s head. Impressively, Nia somehow ignored the titan member’s lovetap, her focus solely on peppering Rina’s pelvis and thighs with affectionate pecks.

Nia: ~Since you…two……asked so…~mmm~…nicely, we’ll………speed…~haah, fuck~…speed things up……………a lil……~mmmph~……!

She spoke between kisses, each one growing longer and breathier until she’d practically buried herself in the trimmed hair between Rina’s legs. My chest tightened as I resumed jerking off, too horny from the view to resist any further. Nia brushing against the limits of her willpower like this had, ironically, caused my own to crack instead.

Nia pulled away, puffing heavily as her fluttering gaze drifted to Rina’s. Without breaking eye contact, she grabbed onto the twitching shaft to her side and gave it a wet, prolonged kiss, dragging her tongue up to the crown until she’d cleaned the gathering trail of slick. Content with her work, and perhaps attempting to retain control of the situation, she gave it one more playful lick before departing.

Upright once more, Nia cradled Rina’s cheek in her palm and gave her a look of textbook condescension.

Nia: ~There ya go, my poor, needy girl. Feeling a little better now that you got some sugar in your system~?

Silently, Rina shook her head, the need to fuck so palpable that playing along seemed to entirely escape her grasp.

Nia: ~Aww, whaddya mean? But you just got so much lovin’! What went wrong? Feelin’ sorta pent up or something~?

Rina nodded frantically, her body vibrating with anticipation — a feeling I couldn’t help but relate to. Nia’s balance of control and mad perversion paired impeccably with Rina’s inarticulate lust, driving me up the wall.

Nia: How ‘bout you, cutie? You holding up oka-...

She trained over me, her half-lidded eyes taking in my every detail as I gasped in pleasure. She smirked, one brow raised as she stopped at my dick. I followed her line of sight, finding that I had, to my surprise, cum at some point.

I was lost for a moment, too confused to even be embarrassed by my premature climax… When did this happen? Did I give myself a ruined orgasm when I stopped? Was it when I restarted? I couldn’t say. The waves of pleasure had all blended together as I stroked, making it near impossible to determine. The streaks pooling between my legs though, the fluid frothing between my fingers; these things left no doubt that it had occurred.

Nia didn’t say anything, but she didn’t really need to either; the apparent delight in her eyes said more than enough already. I was getting that aforementioned punishment sooner or later, and it was gonna be a doozy.

My love turned toward Rina, nudging her to look in my direction with a dark joy.

Nia: Well that wasn’t very fair of Em, huh Rina? Blowing his load before we even made it outta the foreplay. He’s still going too…how greedy~. We’ve been so patient — you’ve been so patient, Rina — and yet here he is…having aaalll this fun without us~.

Rina stared at me as I continued to masturbate, unblinking as her face went through a cascade of emotions. Envy, frustration, sexual thrill, and several others I couldn’t quite identify, all melding together into a complex cocktail of horniness.

As I met Rina’s eyes, the tactics fueling Nia’s slow-build approach finally clicked for me. She hadn’t just been setting the mood to aid Rina in forgetting her reservations, nor had she merely been feeding her sadistic tendencies. No, she’d been pitting Rina and I against each other in a subliminal contest of sexual endurance. One that I had lost by her design…one that Rina would now reap the rewards of.

My lord, what did I ever do to deserve a girlfriend as amazing as Nia?

Nia: That’s preeeetty fucked up if ya ask me, hehehe. I mean, I’m not even totally naked yet!

The stage now set as she’d wished, Nia leaned against the bed frame and slowly swayed her hips at Rina.

Nia: ~Speaking of…it’s your turn again, Rina~♪. You gonna leave me hangin’ like this, or’re you gonna make your move, stud~?