Nia POV: A show unseen

Rina: Hahaha, did you see him? My man was sweating like he just ran a marathon.

Nia: ~Yes! I love when he gets like that~! He’s so damn adorable, hehe!

Rina: It’s sweet how smitten you are with him.

I really am. I’m not sure I could ever explain to her how important he is to me — I don’t have a way with words like Em does. But you know what? I am good with my body language, and if Em wants us to fuck while he’s gone, I’m gonna show Rina just how fluent I am~.

I slipped my hand into her sweatpants and began massaging the head of her cock.

Nia: Like I told you before…I would do ~anything~ for that man, hehe.

I ran my fingers under her foreskin and palmed the top of her glans.

Rina: ~Hoho, alright hot stuff. Two can play that game~.

Diving her hand into my PJ pants, she intentionally mimicked me. Her fingers traced slowly along the edges of my labia, before spreading them apart and rubbing along the inside edge. She softly explored the shallow depths, gently prying and teasing my folds till I was warmed up.

Fuck me. I didn’t hate her more competitive approach to sex to begin with, and I definitely couldn’t complain when she was so damn skilled.

Nia: A-aahh~ Oh man, that’s the good shit~. You really know how to push a lady’s buttons~. How’d you know I needed it slow?

Rina: I got a real good idea of the la-aah~...the layout earlier while I was getting you ready to be remodeled~.

Rina tried her best to sound commanding as she spoke. It was cute how hard she tried, especially when the things we were saying were so silly. I’ve always appreciated the work she put into her playgirl presentation, even if I didn’t get why she needed to do it. Oh well. Act or not, it was perfect for our roleplay. Her trying to be all mean and dom-y with me was an awesome mood booster, and the fresh dynamics were getting me off as a bonus.

Nia: ~Oh? By all means, show me all the nooks and crannies you found~. I’d love to see what came of your thorough inspection~.

A snicker escaped my throat, and Rina laughed along with me. I’m glad she found it funny as well. I’ve always loved bad jokes, so how could I resist my own corny porn dialogue?

Rina: ~Oof. H-happy to help a woman in need~.

Nia: ~Ahh, my hero hehe. What would I do without you?

I rubbed my face against Rina’s thick tricep and gave it a flirty, breathy tongue drag. My co-star’s fingers curled deftly against my g-spot and I moaned into the muscle as it flexed.

Rina: ~Alright, that’s enough foreplay~!

Rina’s strong arms grabbed mine and slammed us together. We were front to front now; her huge tits smothering my everything, and her massive cock grinding against me.

Lord, she was…hefty. Her size was sexy, and it made the roughplay easier, but there was a lot of Rina to handle. It almost felt like too much, I needed to take control so I didn’t get overwhelmed.

I gripped her ass tightly and overtook her grinding with my own.

Rina: ~Ah! More! Grab me harder~!

Oh yeah, this was so fucking hot! My brain was getting fuzzy; I was totally in full on horny-brain mode now. Em had to be loving this as much as us! God, I needed to see his face! I snapped over to bask in his reaction, and I saw…! Nothing…

That’s right… He left. He really left us here. Alone. We were really going through with this; I was having sex with Rina, without Em watching me…

Rina: Aw, why’d ya stop? Your hips get tired already, hehe?

Reality splashed me with cold water; the burning flame in my belly slowly replaced by an icy stabbing. Em isn’t watching me do this… He didn’t see any of us flirting…he wouldn’t see it. That…didn’t sound right. Why? It wasn't a big deal, I could just tell him. Right? Just had to go through with it. I was so horny just a second ago, there’s nothing stopping me from keeping it up.

Rina: Uh, Nia?

I was fine. I could do this! I was just being sensitive. I wasn’t doing anything wrong, not this time! This and that weren’t the same! This was what he wanted. This was for his fetish! I wasn’t going to let him down.

Rina was face to face with me before I knew it, grabbing my shoulders. She looked worried. What was she doing there? When did we stop?

Rina: End Scene? Are you okay? You don’t look so hot.

Nia: Huh? Y-yeah, I’m good.

Skepticism on her face, Rina pulled away and sat against the wall of the entrance landing. She looked up at me and patted the space beside her.

Rina: Join me? Not super comfy, but it’s a hell of a lot better than standing there looking like you’re gonna puke.

I took a deep breath and plopped down next to her. I really lost it there for a sec…

Rina: …You wanna talk about it?

Nia: I’m fine, I just…

Another sigh **** its way out. I rubbed my forearms. Why did I have goosebumps? It wasn’t cold.

Nia: Shit, sorry man. This is really embarrassing.

Rina: It’s all good, Nia. Take your time.

Anxiety ate at the back of my mind. I didn’t want to let Rina down, to let Em down… I tried to chase away the feelings with a bad joke.

Nia: Not often the girl’s the one in this position, heh…

Rina: Eh, I mean, situation’s a lil different from usual. I’m also a little more familiar with it than the average woman, I think.

Nia: Ah, that’s fair.

Well, that plan fell flat…

We stayed in awkward silence for a while. It wasn’t like we were uncomfortable with each other or anything — at least, I wasn’t with her — I just couldn’t find it in me to clear the air. Eventually, Rina took it upon herself to cut the atmosphere, but in a way I wouldn’t have guessed.

Rina: So while we’re waiting, you mind telling me why you started smoking?

Nia: …Pfft, hehe, you have the most graceful segues, you know that?

Rina: Ahaha…Yeah, not my strong suit.

Nia: It’s better that way, I usually prefer people be blunt with me.

Nia: So, where’d the question come from?

Rina: I dunno, I’ve just been wondering about it. You didn’t strike me as the type.

Nia: Yeah…That’s sorta why I started, actually.

Rina: You mean like a statement?

Nia: Kinda? See, I used to try really hard to please my family. I tried to be studious, proper, demure, all that rich girl shit. By the time my freshman year of high school came, I was sick of it. I ran with some rougher kids, started picking up their habits, and here we are.

Rina: Oh dang! Little Nia had a bad girl phase, eh?

Nia: Hahaha, yeah you could say that.

Rina: I can see it. Did you dress up?

Nia: Oh dude, it was bad.

Rina: What style? Punk? Goth? Scene?

I cringed as the details flooded back to me.

Nia: Augh, don’t make me relive this…

Rina: Please tell me you have some pics!

Nia: Fuck, I probably do have some floating around.

Rina: On your old socials?

Nia: Heh, nice try. I deleted all my old accounts.

Rina: Pssh, that doesn’t mean they’re gone. You did put them on the internet.

Nia: Hehe, Em said the same thing…Oh hold up, I bet he has an old pic of us during that time on his phone.

Rina: Hahaha, did you two meet in that group?

Nia: …Something like that.

Rina: I can’t imagine Em’s edgy teen years

Nia: Well…his were a little different than mine. You’d have to ask him about that yourself, I don’t think it’s my place to share.

She looked at me surprised, but brushed it off with a shrug. I’m glad she didn’t pry too much into my blatant deflecting.

Rina: Aight, I’ll do that at some point.

Rina: So, feeling any better?

Huh. I did, now that she mentioned it. Talking about this time in my life usually put me in a bad mood too. The transition might’ve been a little rough, but she did a pretty smooth job bringing me down. I guess Rina’s popular girl attitude wasn’t all persona.

Nia: Yeah, I’m actually good this time.

Rina: Wanna talk about it now?

Nia: It wasn’t anything major. I started to get really into it, then when I remembered Em wasn’t here… I’m not sure how to say it, everything was wrong all of a sudden.

Rina: Maybe we got ahead of ourselves? Being real, I was feeling a little weird about it too. You’re super confident in the sack, so I figured things would be fine if I just went with it.

Nia: I thin-

A notification from my phone threw me off. Excitement welled in my stomach when I saw it was from Em; he was letting me know he’d finished picking up the food and was on his way home.

Nia: Em’ll be back soon.

Rina: Thank god. I’m fucking starving. You wanna grab a snack or something while we wait?

Nia: Well hold on, don’t talk like I’ve given up on us fucking.

Rina: Hmm? You wanna try again?

Nia: Yep. I don’t want Em to come home to us all put out like this. Unless you don’t want to?

Rina: Nah dude I’m down, just didn’t think you were.

Nia: I think I’ll feel better knowing Em is coming home. If we time it right he’ll walk in on us doing something extra spicy.

Exciting ideas of the different positions we could try came to mind as I fantasized about Em seeing us.

Nia: Hehe, a short break might’ve been in order. You know? The pace we had before was gonna have us cumming before he got back. This feels better to me.

Rina: Note to self: Don’t cum before Em gets back or Nia’s mood will be ruined.

Nia: Hehe, you’re damn right it will. You’re not allowed to cum til I do~.

Rina: If we’re going off your current track record, I don't think I need to worry about that.

My face went red.

Nia: Oh fuck off! I’m not usually that fast!

Rina: Yeah yeah, that’s what they all say.

She gave me a smug, self-satisfied grin. Her tryhard attitude was charming, and I did like the aggressive sex packaged with it, but this overgrown puppy was being a bit too cocky for me. Even if it was an act. Tonight, she was going to learn the hard way that not only did I like being the dom too, but that I’m better at it than her. I chuckled to myself; while I was at it, maybe Em could record everything...