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The arrangement was unusual, but definitely not unheard of. It began like these things usually do, a group of four friends (made up of two couples) had a bit too much to drink one night, they got a little flirty with each other, and someone, none of them could recall who (though, the the Brat of the group would naturally take credit for the idea), decided to finally address the sexual tension in the room. From there, one thing quickly led to another, conversations were had, secrets were revealed, revelations were made, and before the night was over, they all wound up in bed together.

Admittedly, some of them had previous sexual history together before that night, though one would need a full-scale evidence board, complete with red string connecting the dots, to fully explain the four women's attractions and emotional entanglements with one another. As a matter of fact, those same complicated correlations were somewhat of a catalyst for each couple's origins. In some ways, it felt like they'd finally come full circle by venturing into foursome territory.

That first night of spontaneous, emblazoned, passion had given them all such a rush, they decided to make a regular routine of it. Now, JJ, Emily, Tara, and Rebecca, spent each month counting down the days until their next get together.

Tonight was their third official 'Couples' Night'. They rotated hosting duties each month and this evening, the honour fell to Tara and Rebecca. Tara already took the role seriously, but tonight she was even more fastidious about making sure things were absolutely perfect, because as it so happened, it was also Emily's birthday.

Rebecca walked up behind her girlfriend, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Darling, can you stop fussing?"

"I'm not fussing," Tara replied, even though she was in the middle of meticulously lining up all the sex toys in a neat display on the dresser. She paused to look over her choices, then nodded to herself, "I'm just double checking the prep list."

"All the toys are clean and charged, the sheets are fresh, couch is covered, what more do we need?"

"I still don't understand how you can be so casual about all of this," Tara confessed.

While she certainly wasn't ashamed of the fact she had a standing date to regularly fuck her two best friends (who also happened to be her bosses) there were still times when this whole thing flustered her. She'd given up on love years ago; she never expected to find it again in her fifties and with another woman nonetheless. She had been endlessly relieved when she and Rebecca got back together. Tara knew she was her one true love, the woman she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, but despite that, she still found herself crushing on both Emily and JJ. She'd been a little ashamed of her feelings at first, because she worried Rebecca might get jealous or angry. However, when they began dating again, they promised they wouldn't keep secrets from each other. So, Tara came clean about it and instead of being upset, Rebecca just chuckled and admitted she was also attracted to the other two. Neither of them would have guessed those crushes would evolve into their current arrangement. Tara was perfectly happy within her relationship with Rebecca, she never felt like anything was missing, so adding JJ and Emily to the mix felt less like trying to fill some type of void, and more like winning the lotto.

"Because I've only known them for a year," Rebecca said. "It's less weird the less you know someone. Plus, I'd already slept with Emily before this."

"Yeah, I think we all remember you and...," Tara said. She finally turned around in their embrace, instantly whistling under her breath at how hot Rebecca looked. She was wearing a black dress with a low plunge down the chest, she'd matched it with a pair of heels the same colour red as her lipstick, and for half a second, Tara forgot how to form words.

"You like?"

Tara took her hand and spun her in a circle. "I love. I know they will too," she chuckled, "Kind of hard to believe, isn't it? You and Emily having a one-night-stand somehow led to us getting back together."

"What can I say? Sex with me is just that life-changing," Rebecca boasted.

Tara showed her agreement with a loving kiss. "Sure is, baby. Sure fucking is."

"Have I mentioned how much I love you?"

Tara tapped a finger to her lips in thought. "Hmmmm, probably not in a couple of hours. But, I'm always happy for a reminder."

Rebecca glanced at the time on her phone, they still had about ten minutes before they'd be expecting their company, and knowing JJ and Emily, they would most likely be late anyway. "I have just the thing in mind."

She kissed Tara while guiding her towards the loveseat. When she'd backed into it, Rebecca pushed her to sit down. She put on one of Tara's favourite songs by The Weeknd and started giving her a lap dance. She leaned down, ghosting her lips just over Tara's, "If you like the dress, you should see what's underneath."

Tara's brow raised as her hands ran up the outside of her girlfriend's thighs, until they were moving under her dress, where they were only met with bare skin. Her breath hitched as she moved her knuckles teasingly over her cunt before groping her ass to guide her dance movements. "You're too damn good to me, baby."

They got lost in each other as one song turned to two, turned to three, while Rebecca continued her intoxicating performance. Tara's head was already swimming, so when the doorbell rang announcing their guests' arrival, her cunt basically fluttered in anticipation of what was still to come.

The evening unfolded in the same way it did each month, pleasantries, dinner, drinks, a round of negotiations, then the fun truly began.

It was beneficial that they had a fairly even dispersal of roles when it came to sex; Tara and JJ were both Doms, though JJ was also a massive Brat, Rebecca was a switch -- and Emily? Well, Emily was the masochistic, bottomest bottom of the group. Which was why, for her birthday she'd requested they explore a little 3-on-1 action.

"You two know the rules, strip and sit. Baby, you're on the couch. Birthday girl, you're in the chair," Tara directed. While Rebecca and Emily followed her instructions, she turned back to JJ, "And you already know your role tonight."

JJ captured her lips in a hungry kiss, while her hands unfastened the fly of Tara's jeans, as soon as she could manage, her hand slid into her underwear. She hummed when her fingertips met slick heat. "Been thinking about this all day, haven't you?"

"You know I have," Tara muttered into another kiss.

Emily and Rebecca's designated seating arrangements were at the end of the bed to give them full view of their partners'. Rebecca had been surprised by how much she loved this part, just watching Tara fuck the other two women could push her to climax on it's own. She powered on her favourite vibrator and positioned it between her legs, rubbing it lazily over her clit, as she enjoyed the show from the comfort of the couch.

Emily, however, had different orders. In preparation for the night ahead, she'd taken an edible in advance to relax her mind and body. On top of that, JJ had already fucked her before they even got out of the car. She took Emily right to the edge, but instead of allowing her to climax, she'd slid a dildo into her cunt and told her to pull up her pants. At this point, Emily was blissfully stoned and aching for release after she'd been discretely cockwarming her girlfriend's strap for going on two hours. Unfortunately for her, JJ's Dom-side wasn't as gracious as Tara's, she forbid Emily to touch herself, the only thing she was currently allowed to do was sit still in her chair and watch until JJ decided she could join in.

JJ threw a glance to the other two women. "Look at them, both so obedient, doing whatever we say in hopes we'll fuck all their holes."

"Our pretty pair of sapphic sluts," Tara praised. She went and rewarded each of them with a kiss, before turning all of her focus to JJ. "C'mon, Jen. Let's give them what they want to see."

The pair went back to making out, their hands roamed over each other's bodies as they took of their clothes, and as per usual, JJ had dressed for the occasion. She was in a navy blue, lace, bodysuit that hugged her in all the right places; she looked stunning.

Tara took her by the hand to lead her to the bed. She sat on the edge and JJ spread herself across one of her long legs, grinding over her thigh while their kisses turned more desperate. There was a soft moan from the couch and Tara didn't have to look to know it came from Rebecca. Knowing her girlfriend was both watching, and getting off on, every move she and JJ made added a whole new layer of dizzying sensuality to the experience.

Tara moaned as she felt dampness on her skin where JJ was rutting against her. "And you thought I was wet? I can feel how soaked you are through your lingerie."

"And are you going to do something about that? Or you just gonna sit there and complain, hm?"

Tara grabbed her firmly by the chin and forced JJ to meet her eyes. "Don't make me send you to the couch for the night, brat."

"Your threats don't scare me, agent. Not only am I your Unit Chief," JJ said with a Cheshire Cat grin, "but you and I both know I'll have my cock down your throat before tonight is through. We all remember how much you loved that last month."

Tara's stern expression softened as she shook her head in feigned annoyance, seeing as she couldn't actually deny it. "Tonight is about Emily."

"Doesn't mean we don't get to have our fun," JJ said. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and leaned in closer, so their onlookers couldn't hear her whispering, "When we got here, I fucked her in the car while telling her I'd rather be fucking you instead. Told her all the ways I wanted to make you scream my name."

"Jesus christ."

She wrapped a hand behind Tara's neck, pressing her lips against her ear. "And she's had my cock inside her this entire time."

"Fuuuuuccck. Well, if you already told her you were going to fuck me, we better follow through on that. I suppose, just for tonight, I'll allow you take the lead."

"Allow me? Please, Tara. Stop pretending like you out-rank me."

In a flash, Tara had her fingers wrapped around JJ's throat as fire burned in her eyes. "If you mouth off again, I'm kicking you out of the bedroom all together. I won't only make a liar out of you by forbidding you to fuck me, I'll also be sure Rebecca and I spend the entire night fucking your girlfriend senseless, without you. Got it?"

There was an uneven gasping breath followed by a soft moan from the couch, still Tara's attention remained focused on the brat in front of her. JJ held her gaze for a handful of seconds, but her resolve paled in comparison to Tara's. Her glare pierced through her petulant behaviour and JJ lowered her eyes in submission to the other woman.

Prior to this arrangement, it was rare for Tara to show the true depth of her natural dominance. As a 6' tall, Black woman, with a badge and gun, she'd perfected the art of minimising certain parts of herself for the comfort of others. She'd spent so much of her life never being too loud, too angry, too stern, too intimidating, too confident. But not here, never here. Within these walls, in the company of these three women, Tara was not only safe to explore those personality aspects, she was actually encouraged to.

"I'm all yours," JJ murmured into a kiss. She rested her arms on Tara's shoulders and started riding her thigh again.

"That's more like it," Tara responded. Her hands roamed over JJ's lingerie, stopping here and there to trace the intricate patterns of the lace. "God, you're so hot, Jen."

JJ hummed with a smile. "If you say so."

Tara cupped her cheek and the touch was nothing but tender. "Jen, you are one of the most beautiful women I've ever known," JJ tried to look away, but Tara kept her face still, "Listen, I know you've been through hell this year. I'll never know what it was like to see that website, but what I do know is that you are so, so, fucking sexy."

While JJ had worked through a lot of the shame she felt in the immediate aftermath of finding out about BAU-gate, there were still times she found it difficult to feel connected with her body. This arrangement had been a godsend in that regard. While the other women were always telling her how beautiful she was, their words didn't necessarily dispel her lingering shame, what did help, however, was Tara's natural ability to make JJ feel beautiful.

The way Tara looked at her simply melted JJ's heart. There was no doubt in her mind that every word of praise and every compliment Tara paid her, were nothing but wholeheartedly genuine. She leaned in and kissed her in gratitude and picked up the speed, messily rutting herself on her leg to show how much Tara turned her on.

Tara's hands ghosted over her skin with feather-light touches, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake. JJ moaned her approval at the sensation, so Tara rested her face against JJ's arm and continued her lazy explorations of her bare skin by touching her legs. The muscles in her thighs spasmed in response, so Tara kept caressing her there, barely letting her fingertips run up and down the length of her toned thighs as she watched her in awe. When JJ's movements became erratic as she neared her peak, Tara grabbed her ass to help keep her stable as she constantly whispered little reassurances and compliments about how gorgeous JJ looked getting herself off like this.

She kissed across her cleavage, sucking here and there before finding the perfect spot to leave her mark. She sunk her teeth into the swell of her breast, sucking hard as she flicked her eyes upwards, watching her through her lashes.

JJ gasped. "Don't you dare, ah, fuck," she stopped moving, to actually get a full sentence out, "no one marks me but Em."

A wicked grin formed at the edges of Tara's lips, as if to say 'wanna bet?', and she bit down harder. She wrapped a hand around JJ's throat to keep her from pulling away and her fingers dug into her back as she attempted to breathe through the enjoyable pain.

"God dammit, Tara," JJ said, half-heartedly swatting at her head. "You're going to, oh shit, you're gonna make me...," before she could finish her thought, her body tensed up momentarily as she climaxed.

Tara finally eased up, kissing and licking her welted flesh to soothe it. She admired her work with a proud smile. "Now, maybe you won't forget who's in charge here."

JJ glared at her. "Oh, this isn't over. And just remember, payback's a bitch."

Rebecca cleared her throat to get their attention. "Are you two going to spend the whole night flirt-fighting, or are you actually going to fuck?"

Tara still had her hand around JJ's throat, she squeezed gently. "That depends. Are you going to behave, Jen?"

"Yeah, alright." JJ's expression soften into a smile and she crossed a finger over her heart, "I promise."

"That's a good girl," Tara cooed, releasing her grip as she pressed a kiss to her lips. Up until now, she and JJ had been so focused on each other, she'd nearly forgotten about their audience. She threw a glance to her girlfriend, "Do you have any particular requests for your entertainment, baby?"

"Um, considering it's my birthday, might I make a suggestion?" Emily asked.

JJ was obviously about to admonish her for speaking without permission, but Tara palmed her entire face to shut her up. She smiled warmly, "I'm all ears, pretty girl."

Even though Emily had spoken of her own accord, as soon as everyone turned their attention her way she felt uncharacteristically sheepish. She was usually okay with telling JJ what she wanted when they were alone, but with Tara and Rebecca, it was totally different. Emily felt fairly ridiculous; there she was a grey haired, middle-aged, menopausal woman, who got off on degradation and who was planning on celebrating her 53rd birthday with a foursome. No one amongst them was more surprised by the circumstances than she was. If someone told her on her last birthday that this was what she'd been doing one year later, she'd have laughed herself into hysterics.

While her girlfriend could absolutely rock the lace lingerie set she was in, Emily wasn't as confident about her self-image. Nor was she as comfortable with being naked as Rebecca, whose only remaining item of clothing was her red high heels. Emily, on the other hand, was in a camisole and hi-waisted briefs, which she felt was rather underwhelming by comparison.

JJ had prepped the toy she was cockwarming with a generous amount of lube to make sure it'd be comfortable going in, but now that the lube had mixed with Emily's high and her natural arousal, she was sure of two things, the first was that there was already a visible wet spot seeping through the fabric, and the second was, even if she wanted to remove her underwear, she couldn't without risking a dildo slipping out and onto the floor. Which was just about the most embarrassing mental image she'd ever come up with.

"Em?" Tara prompted gently. She saw how timid she'd suddenly become and went over to comfort her. She ran her fingers through Emily's stunning grey hair and kissed her tenderly. "It's okay. You're allowed to ask for what you want, birthday girl. We're all here to pleasure you tonight, just tell me what you'd like to do."

Emily still hadn't got used to this connection with Tara. From the first day they met, she thought Tara was incredible, but truth be told, she also never thought she had a chance with her, so she didn't do anything about her crush. To find out all this time later, that her feelings had actually been requited was shocking in and of itself, but for her to now be sleeping with Tara as well was totally surreal. This whole arrangement felt like Emily's own personal heaven.

"I was thinking, Jayje could sit on your face," Emily whispered. "And, uh, maybe I could go down on Rebecca at the same time?"

"I'm sooooo down," Rebecca replied. When she and Tara had been separated, Rebecca hooked-up with Emily a couple of times, and it had been some of the best sex she'd ever had. The things Emily Prentiss could do with just her tongue alone were mind-blowing. And it was part of why Rebecca hadn't even hesitated to vote 'yes' when someone first tossed out the idea of having sex together.

"You're still not allowed to touch yourself," JJ warned. "Don't forget, you were the one who wanted to give up control. Your body is ours to use however we want this evening. Got it?"

"Yes, Sir," Emily replied with a wink.

It took everything JJ had in her to keep a stern expression, considering how much the honorific turned her on. "That's my girl. Did you bring the kneepads?"

"Yes, Sir. They're in our bag."

"Go put those on, then I want to see you on your knees, arms behind your back. Make Rebecca come for us and you can be next."

In her rush to go find what she needed, Emily had momentarily forgotten about the strap in her cunt, it moved with every step she took and she had to fight to keep herself together. She slipped on her cushy kneepads (an investment she'd made after the first time they all slept together) and kneeled on a pillow in front of the couch. She wouldn't be able to stay in that position for long, but if memory served, she recalled how quickly she'd made Rebecca orgasm by going down on her in the past, so this would be a piece of cake.

Rebecca slung one of her legs over Emily's shoulder, resting her heel against her back, as she twirled a lock of her hair around her finger. "You look so good on your knees, SC Prentiss. Who do you think can make someone come faster with only her mouth, you or Tara?"

"Oh, you wanna make a game out of it?" Tara challenged.

A smug grin pulled at the corners of Rebecca's lips. "Yeah, sure. Let's make it a competition, darling. If we win, I get first pick of which of Emily's holes I get to fuck afterwards, if you win, I get whatever's left instead."

Being objectified and referred to as if she was merely something for everyone else to fuck made Emily choke on a moan. The other women knew exactly how to press her buttons and she absolutely loved it.

Tara agreed to the wager and got into position. Because she knew Rebecca loved watching, Tara laid horizontal across the bed with her head towards the couch as JJ climbed across her face. She counted down from three and on the word 'Go!', Tara and Emily began the race.

Arms locked behind her back as instructed, Emily dove face first between Rebecca's thighs like she was bobbing for apples. There was an agreeable moan above her as a hand tangled in her hair as a guide. She flicked the tip of her tongue on the underside of her clit and the heel of Rebecca's shoe dug into her back, taking that as a positive sign, Emily repeated the action a few times until she heard panting above her.

Tara was quick at work too, pulling the fabric of JJ's lingerie aside to get to her cunt. Of course, she was at an advantage, because she didn't have any restrictions to follow. JJ regretted her choice to face away from the other duo, but she wasn't going to waste time trying to reposition now that she was there. She made the most of it by leaning forward on her elbows while riding Tara's face hard and fast. Ever the multi-tasker, JJ gathered saliva in her cheeks and spit on Tara's clit to lubricate it as she began rubbing firm circles with her thumb. Her fingers matched the pace she was grinding her cunt against her tongue and she smiled at the muffled 'fucckk, Jen' that came from underneath her.

Tara tilted her head back to bury her tongue deeper between her legs and the adjustment also allowed her to throw an upside-down glance at her competition.

Rebecca caught her peeking and winked at her girlfriend, while giving her an update. "Emily's getting, oh god," her grip tightened in her hair, as she bucked her hips with each stroke of her tongue, "hm, yeah, she's got me, fuck, so close ."

JJ, never one to walk away from a challenge, decided a change of positions was necessary after all, because she sure as hell wasn't going to lose first pick of which end she'd be fucking her girlfriend from in their main event. She dismounted and helped Tara shuffle a little further over the edge, so her head was almost completely hanging upside against the mattress. JJ turned around this time, so she was facing Rebecca, and proceeded to hike her leg onto the bed, so she was straddling Tara's face while still standing. She used both hands to control Tara's head as she started fucking her face again. "Show me what the smart mouth of yours can do, Doctor Lewis."

Tara doubled her efforts, sliding two fingers into her cunt at the same time she ate her out and JJ's legs trembled from how good it felt at this angle. She kept one hand cradling Tara's neck to prevent too much strain in her muscles, while she fucked her face in the precarious new position.

A little over seven months ago, JJ had a wet dream about having a threesome with Tara and Emily, during a power-nap at work. That imaginary experience not only served as the first step towards reclaiming her body after BAU-gate, but it also opened her eyes to a more kinky side of herself she'd never gotten the opportunity to explore when she was with Will. It was almost laughable that in only three evenings like this one, Tara already had a better understanding of how to make JJ climax, than Will ever did in the sixteen years she was with him.

Tara could give JJ types of pleasure she previously never knew were possible. And even though Tara boasted about being the true Dom of the group, right now, as JJ met Rebecca's eyes while practically lunging her cunt against Tara's mouth and fingers -- she was positive she'd never felt so goddamn powerful in her life.

The sounds that filled the room in the final stretch of their sensual competition were nothing short of sinful. It was a close, but Tara managed to fuck JJ into an orgasm mere moments before Rebecca climaxed. As soon as JJ's thighs stopped clenching around her head, Tara was able to go sit against the headboard while catching her breath. She rubbed her neck gently to ease the tension settling in to her muscles. "Holy shit, Jen. I thought you were going to crush my skull like a body builder with a watermelon."

"Not my fault you make me come so damned hard!"

Tara scrunched up her face in pride. "You're welcome," she looked across the room and waved Rebecca over to her, "Come here, baby. Let me hold you."

Rebecca and JJ swapped places to reunite with their respective girlfriends. JJ helped Emily up from her knees and got her situated on the couch so she could stretch her legs out across JJ's lap. She slid off the kneepads and started massaging her legs. "As a reminder, you may talk while we rest. What's your colour?"

"I'm green," Emily replied with a content sigh. "This is already the best birthday I could have asked for and you three have yet to touch me. Happy to be pushed to yellow, if you see fit."

"Oh, we'll definitely yellow you tonight, babe. Shit, speaking of which," JJ helped her shimmy out of her underwear, so she could remove the toy from it's resting place. She saw Emily's face drop as soon as she was empty and chuckled, "Patience, Em. You'll be full again soon. We've barely gotten started."

On the bed, Rebecca sat behind Tara, moving her thumbs down her neck to work out any remaining tension. She pressed kisses to the backs of her shoulder, "You know, you only won because I was distracted by how stupidly sexy you and JJ are together."

Tara tied her hair up into a bun and lulled her chin forward to give her girlfriend better access to her neck while they relaxed. "Says the woman who can, literally, bring the mighty Emily Prentiss to her knees."

Emily shrugged at the comment. "What can I say? I always have an appetite if pussy is on the menu," the other three spoke over each other in a chorus of unamused groans and she laughed, "Oh, whatever. All of you love when I eat you out."

"We do," JJ replied. She gently cupped her girlfriend's face between her hands and leaned in to kiss her. "But that's not surprising, you've always been a cunning-linguist."

"Oh, boooooo," Tara said playfully. "You two are the perfect pair with bad jokes like that."

"Tara, you're the one whose go-to line is 'your mom'," JJ reminded. She smiled at Emily and added, "But you're also right. We really were made for each other. I love you, Em."

When they first began dating, it took Emily a little while to drop her habit of replying to the sentiment with 'me too', like she'd done throughout their entire friendship, but now that she and JJ had been together a while, she didn't even hesitate to kiss her as she replied, "I love you too, Jennifer."

Tara leaned back against her partner, resting her head on her shoulder, so she could meet her eyes. "How are you, baby?"

"I'm good, darling. How about you?"

"Perfect, now that I'm in your arms," Tara murmured. She tipped her face upwards to meet her lips in an appreciative kiss.

There was a dramatic gagging noise from the couch, but Tara didn't let JJ's heckling ruin the intimate moment with her girlfriend, she just held up her middle finger as she continued to kiss Rebecca passionately.

The camaraderie between the two couples was part of the reason this arrangement worked so well. They all took communication seriously, so they made the effort to talk to each other, whether it be goading banter, or more sincere check-ins about boundaries and negotiations, their clear communication meant no one ever felt left out or awkward. Between rounds, they always coupled off like this, just to reconnect and administer any time-sensitive aftercare that was needed, such as giving each other massages to help prevent soreness later. As much as they'd love to fuck all night long in any and every position they could think up, they couldn't ignore the reality that the average age between them was 49 years old, and unfortunately, that put limitations on some of their more imaginative fantasies. The first time they spontaneously decided to have sex together, Tara ended up with a pulled hamstring, but she'd learned from that mistake. When her injury healed, she and Rebecca added morning stretches to their daily routine and in the few months they'd been doing so, Tara really could see a noticeable difference in her limberness.

Once they'd all come down from the first high of the night, they stripped out of any remaining clothing items, and Emily was invited to lay on the bed while the other three prepared themselves. Since Tara and JJ won the wager, they had first pick of how they wanted to fuck her. It was no surprise JJ picked ass and Tara picked cunt, leaving Rebecca with her mouth. This was their first attempt at a 3-on-1 approach, so there were some discussions around what positions might work best to make sure everyone was comfortable, especially Emily. Then the three women picked out their accessories; JJ and Tara opted for straps with harnesses, but Rebecca decided on the vibrating strapless for herself.

She handed Tara the remote. "Giving you the controller, darling. This way you're still fucking me, while we both simultaneously fuck Emily."

The concept alone made Tara's cunt ache. She kissed her girlfriend to distract her as she clicked the remote to turn the strapless on. Rebecca's fingers dug into her biceps as she shuddered at the feeling and Tara chuckled, "Oh, this is going to be fun."

She and Rebecca moved to the side to give Emily room to get on her hands and knees so JJ could prep her ass for what was to come. She held the bottle of lube in the air, letting it drip between her cheeks, before she pressed a gloved fingertip into her. With her other hand, she slapped her ass hard enough to pink her skin and Emily's eyes fluttered closed with a low groan.

"What's your safe-word, baby?" JJ asked as she spanked her again.

"Blackbird," Emily replied. Tara and Rebecca were on either side of her, both stroking their dicks while watching and Emily could feel her cunt dripping just from the sight in front of her. She knew better than to speak outside of mandatory safety-questions, so she glanced over her shoulder to her girlfriend with the biggest, saddest, pleading eyes she could muster.

JJ laughed darkly. "Aw, the poor slut is already begging to be fucked."

Rebecca slid in front of Emily, the head of her dick barely brushing her lips. "How 'bout you get me nice and hard with that eager mouth of yours?"

Emily nodded and swirled her tongue over the tip, before sucking against it. The vibrations of the strapless caused a strange tingling in her lips and she hesitated while trying to get used to the feeling.

Tara immediately grabbed the base of her ponytail and forced her down further onto the strap. "Don't stop, slut. I know you can take more than that."

"Let me fuck your face, princess," Rebecca demanded.

Emily did as she was told, loosening her jaw, opening her mouth all the way as drool gathered at the corners of her lips.

Tara controlled her head, roughly forcing her to bob up and down on Rebecca's dick. "God, Em. You make such a good fleshlight. Just something for us to fuck to our heart's content. Let's see if you can make Rebecca come again." She pressed the remote to up the vibration power and Rebecca moaned in approval as she continued to fuck Emily's face.

While they used her mouth, JJ continued slapping and groping her ass while teasing her hole with her finger. They'd discovered Emily's intox kink by accident. After everything that happened at the end of the Gold Star case, Tara suggested edibles might be a good way to manage Emily's post-torture panic attacks. And she was right, they really had helped take the edge off, but what Emily hadn't expected was how insatiably horny she became when she was high. Her libido was usually a bit sporadic, as was the way for a lot of middle aged women, so it had caught her completely by surprise when she felt like she might genuinely die if JJ didn't fuck her the first time they got stoned together.

THC was the only thing, aside from sex, that could fully shut Emily's brain off for a while. Combining the two unlocked a whole new kind of pleasure by elevating every sensation, which had led to some of the best orgasms in her life.

Obviously, the whole group was aware she was currently under the influence. Tara and Rebecca had no qualms with it as long as Emily was happy. And through some trial and error, Emily had found if she was going to be on the receiving end of any anal play, she needed to be high for it, otherwise she couldn't fully relax her muscles enough to enjoy it; JJ had learned that the hard way.

JJ worked two fingers inside her, stroking gently to loosen her up while teasing her taint with her tongue. She never imagined she'd be into this sort of thing, well, honestly, she'd never considered she'd be into most of the things the four of them did together. In the time she'd been dating Emily and subsequently fucking Tara and Rebecca, JJ had been thrilled with how many new kinks she'd discovered. Over the months, there had been countless conversations about different kinks, boundaries, and who liked what with whom. These nights together weren't only a way for them to manage their attractions to one another, they also offered a safe-space to try new things they wouldn't otherwise be able to.

Between JJ's fingers in her ass and Tara forcing her to deep throat Rebecca's cock, Emily was barely holding herself together. Her legs trembled from being on her knees this long and knowing if they collapsed in her current position it might end in injury, she mumbled around Rebecca's strap, "Yellow!"

Everyone instantly stopped what they were doing, JJ gently pulled out of her, discarding the latex glove off to the side of the bed. She gently ran her hands over Emily's back, kissing the red handprints on her ass. "Okay, baby. You can catch your breath, then we'll get started, if you're still up for it."

"I am," Emily replied. "But my knees are killing me in this position."

They moved to let her lie on her back, JJ helped her stay grounded by tracing random patterns on her skin while they all brainstormed the best way to continue. They were all new to this still, so it was common to have to stop and change positions when someone reached their limit. The four of them barely fit in Tara and Rebecca's queen bed. Their legs, arms, and bodies were all comically tangled together while they chatted.

Once they'd worked out a plan, JJ laid on her back in middle of the bed and Emily very slowly sunk her strap into her ass in reverse cowgirl. It took her a minute to get used to the stretch, but when she was ready she laid backwards on top of her girlfriend never letting the strap slip out. Tara couldn't help but chuckle as she manoeuvred her long legs as if they were playing a game of Twister.

She found the right position and angle as to not destroy her knees, then pushed into Emily's cunt. Tara had chosen to use her largest thickest dick, and yet, she was still able to bury it all the way into Emily with ease. "What's your colour?"

"Green, just go slow."

"Jayje, you comfortable under there?" Rebecca questioned as she got in position at the head of the bed.

"Totally fine," JJ confirmed. She tried rocking her hips to gently thrust into Emily's ass and her girlfriend whimpered.  "Listen to her, whining like a bitch in heat and we haven't even started fucking her. What do you say we split her open from every angle, fuck her until she begs us to stop? Let's make this a night to remember by making sure she'll be sore for a week."

"I'm so ready," Tara agreed. She trailed her fingers down the valley between Emily's tits. "God, you look so fucking beautiful like this, Em. I think your body was made especially for the three of us," she wiggled her hips to get in position, but she was having a bit of trouble getting comfortable when both JJ and Emily's legs were in the way. She smiled as a solution came to mind, "I know how flexible you are, pretty girl. Move your feet up to my shoulders, so I can fuck you in a mating press."

Emily readjusted again and the new angle naturally spread her holes open, allowing both JJ and Tara full access. Tara leaned down, pinning Emily's legs between them as she kissed her, "That's it, angel. You just relax and let us have some fun with you, okay?"

"God, you're too nice to her," JJ chided. She grabbed her girlfriend's ass to keep her cheeks separated as she thrust into her ass without warning, she felt Emily's entire body shudder on top of her. "See, she doesn't need all of the pleasantries, Tara. She's nothing more than a fuck doll at this point. I'm tired of waiting, let's do this already."

Tara reached down and pinched the inside of JJ's thigh hard enough to make her yelp. She pinched it a second time while staring down at her, "Thought I told you to stop mouthing off. It'd be a damn shame to have to kick you out right as things are getting good."

JJ rolled her eyes at the warning, she knew Tara wouldn't actually follow through. "Rebecca, fuck her mouth to keep her quiet, otherwise your neighbours are going to think someone's being murdered in here. You know how loud she gets."

"Good idea." Rebecca grabbed Emily's chin, pulling her lips back to her cock, as she started up a steady rhythm. With the strapless design, each thrust into her mouth only served to fuck Rebecca's half deeper in her own cunt. It was the best way to get head when a toy was involved, because she actually got something out of it, versus a regular harness which rarely offered any pleasure to the wearer. Rebecca nodded to Tara and she pressed the button to power the strap on again, the vibrations on top of everything else happening, caused an instant wave of tension to begin building in the pit of Rebecca's stomach.

Tara and JJ found their pacing too and the three of them worked in sync to fuck Emily absolutely senseless. Mindful of putting too much weight on both of the women underneath her, Tara braced herself on both hands while she pounded into Emily hard and fast. Soon, sweat dripped down her spine as she panted for air from the prolonged exertion.

While Emily knew better than to climax without expressed permission, there was absolutely no way she was going to be able to keep from falling apart when she was being fucked in three different directions. She'd first floated the idea of triple penetration to JJ a few weeks ago, and Emily was relieved when Rebecca and Tara agreed to help her achieve that dream. Emily's job as Section Chief meant she had to make decisions non-stop. While JJ had been promoted to Unit Chief after the Gold Star case, as SC, Emily remained the head of the bureaucratic-side of things, which was far more stressful, in her opinion. She was constantly having to rub elbows and work her connections to keep the team well funded and properly supported, so they could do their jobs. She was in control of the entire department and it was exhausting. When she was at home, she just wanted to surrender all of that power, and JJ was happy to oblige. Her current predicament was Emily's penultimate happy place, no choices, no control, just lay back, relax, and get her brains fucked out by three beautiful women.

JJ didn't have to be able to see her girlfriend's face to know how close she was, she could hear it in the increasing volume of her whines, despite the fact Emily had Rebecca's strap in her mouth.

JJ reached around to roughly rub her clit and Emily squealed, jerking her hips upwards. JJ swatted the outside of her thigh, "Stop squirming!"

"Jen," Tara breathed. "Let her come....she's dying."

JJ thrust into her ass, "Is that true, baby? Are you dying? Because I haven't heard a colour or a safe word."

"Green," Emily mumbled.

Rebecca wiped the tears of effort from her eyes. "Still good with my cock in your mouth?"

Emily nodded and eagerly opened her mouth further. It was becoming difficult to stay focused on any one person or sensation, she felt so full and the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. Her brain had completely checked out.

Tara had been so preoccupied, she'd forgotten she was also in control of the remote to her girlfriend's strap. She pressed the button three times in one go and Rebecca groaned from somewhere deep in her chest. Tara glanced at her with a smile, "That's it, baby. Come again for us."

"If only she could come down the birthday girl's throat, make her swallow all of it," JJ teased, with another particularly sharp thrust. "Em would probably love to be fucked full of cum. She'd let us breed her if we could. Wouldn't you, you little cumslut?"

"Mhmmm"

"Fuck her mouth feels so good too. My cock may be silicone, but that won't stop me from trying to come down her throat," Rebecca retorted. She doubled her efforts, fucking Emily's face to maximise her own pleasure as her strap vibrated intensely. Her body shook and she came undone with another low groan. Afterwards, she pulled out of Emily's mouth, but Rebecca kept her half of the strap inside her cunt, letting the vibrations coax out the length of her climax as she leaned back against the headboard. When she started getting overstimulated by the intense aftershocks, she finally powered the device off and slid it out of herself, so she could get comfortable laying next to Emily. She kissed her lips while raking her fingers through her hair, "You're doing so well, Em. Taking all three of us at once, making us all feel so good."

It wasn't all that long ago that seeing Emily and Rebecca kissing would have made Tara furious. After first finding out that Rebecca slept with her, the mental images were hard for Tara to get past, but with time, her relationships with both women were mended and she was faced with the opposite problem. She'd always had a crush on Emily herself, so once they were on speaking terms again, Tara was only half-surprised when the exact same imaginative images of her girlfriend fucking her went from causing mental hang-ups, to becoming part of her own private fantasies.

Rebecca's hand moved between Emily's legs while they made out, she hovered her fingertips over her clit while throwing a look to Tara out of the corner of her eye. She didn't even have to speak a word for Tara to know exactly what she was asking.

"Okay, you've been such a patient fuck toy, Em," Tara said. "You can go ahead and come for us."

With that cue,  Rebecca started rubbing Emily's clit while the other two women continued fucking her. Almost instantaneously, Emily was screaming as her orgasm hit, she desperately grabbed Rebecca's forearms to brace herself as she rode out the unbelievable climax. Of course, they didn't stop there, the trio kept fucking her straight through a second, then finally a third orgasm, which made Emily come so  hard she squirted all over Tara and JJ.

Rebecca pushed her hair out of her face to see her eyes. "What's your colour, Em?"

"Yellow, definitely yellow," Emily whispered.

Tara slowed her pace until she stilled inside her. "You are such a good girl for taking us all so well. I bet it felt good to finally let go, didn't it?"

Emily couldn't speak, relieved tears streamed down her cheeks as she offered Tara a goofy grin and slight tip of her head as confirmation.

Tara pulled out first, then she and Rebecca carefully lifted a very stoned, very dazed Emily off of JJ.

When she was free, JJ stripped out of her harness and immediately cuddled her girlfriend, wrapping her arms around her while kissing her face, "Hey, angel. I love you so much. You did so well, pretty girl. I'll take care of you now, you just rest, baby."

Tara handed her a bottle of water and JJ tipped some into Emily's mouth to rehydrate her. Rebecca retrieved Emily's favourite blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders, then left the rest up to JJ so that Emily wouldn't get overwhelmed with all of them trying to dote on her at once. JJ continued to cuddle her while giving her reassurances to help bring her out of sub space.

The other couple gave them some privacy by going to the couch. Tara stretched out across it and Rebecca laid on top of her, capturing her lips in a much needed kiss. She rested her face in the crook of her neck, kissing her sweaty skin as she whispered in her ear, "How are you doing, darling?"

"I can already tell I'm going to be sore tomorrow," Tara replied honestly. "How about you?

"I'm completely blissed out," Rebecca said, pressing kisses to the underside of her jaw, "You're the only one who hasn't gotten off yet. You want me to fix that for you?" She didn't wait for a reply, she pushed a hand between their bodies to run her fingers through Tara's folds. She moaned with how wet she was just from having fucked the other two. "Hm, you really enjoyed yourself, didn't you?"

Tara's breath shuddered. "I always do with all of my favourite women."

Rebecca couldn't get the right angle while on top of her, so she moved to sit between Tara's legs. The new position allowed her to watch her girlfriend as she began fingering her. "You're always so good to us, so giving, but now it's your turn. Let's work out all of this tension, my love."

Tara took her free hand in hers, lacing their fingers together to further their connection. She held Rebecca's gaze and smiled wide enough for her her freckled nose to scrunch up adorably.

"You're so beautiful, darling. I love you." Rebecca easily added a third finger, moving them at a steady pace, but not necessarily thrusting into her. She had extensive knowledge of how to get Tara off quickly if she wanted to, but she was in no rush right now. She just wanted to reconnect with her girlfriend after such an intense experience. "I'm so lucky to be your partner, Tara."

"The pleasure is all mine," Tara said. She pulled their clasped hands to her lips and kissed each of Rebecca's knuckles individually. "I love you."

Rebecca never let go of her hand, nor did she stop watching her for even a moment as she fucked Tara to climax two times over the span on the next ten minutes. The world faded away until it felt like it was only the two of them, even though JJ and Emily were still on the bed.

Tara eagerly sucked her girlfriend's fingers clean afterwards, then kissed her deeply to share the taste. They laid in each other's arms, whispering, and laughing together as a form of aftercare.

When JJ was satisfied that Emily had fully recovered, she called the other two back to bed and they, once again, formed a big cuddle puddle in the middle. While Emily was the main focus of the night, Tara still kept an eye on JJ just to monitor her for any signs of Dom drop. JJ's heavy degradation in the bedroom was the total opposite of who she was outside of it and Tara knew she  sometimes got in her head about the ethics of indulging in the kink for Emily's sake, since she loved being spoken down to during sex.

They spent a while doing a casual debrief, talking about the evening, going over things they each liked, the things they didn't. When they began this arrangement, one of Tara's stipulations was that this part of aftercare would be mandatory, not only to get to know each other better, but also to make sure they were all on the same page.

"If we're going to have in-depth discussions like this every time we fuck, I vote we start calling these monthly meet ups our 'Book Club'," JJ suggested.

"I hate it," Tara replied, but judging by how much Emily and Rebecca were laughing, she knew she'd been out voted. She groaned, "Fine, whatever. Book Club it is."

Emily was reaching the end of her high by the time they all got into the hot tub to give their bodies much needed respite. She raised her glass to the other women, "You know, I honestly thought when I started menopause, my sex life was over, thank you for proving me wrong. And thanks for making this the best birthday ever."

Tara added, "Here's to love, friendships, and really, really great sex after 50."

"I'll drink to that," Emily clinked her glass in solidarity and finished the last of her celebratory champagne. She caught Tara staring at her with a thoughtful look in her eyes and Emily smiled bashfully, "What?"

"Uh, nothing," Tara responded, dropping her gaze in embarrassment. "It's not important."

Rebecca pointed an accusatory finger at her. "Oh, you're so lying. You have that little furrow in your forehead, the one you get when you're trying to decide whether or not to admit something that makes you feel vulnerable."

Tara splashed water at her. "Wow. You're just gonna sell me out like that in front of guests?"

"Oh, come on. It's not like we're just anyone, Tara," JJ reminded. "We all spent the past couple of hours having sex together, it doesn't get much more vulnerable than that."

Tara huffed and slunk further into the water, until she was covered to her shoulders. "You guys suck."

"Well, I think, technically, Emily did most of the sucking tonight," Rebecca chuckled. "But really, baby. What's on your mind?"

Tara could tell they weren't going to let this go, so she might as well suck it up and admit the truth. "All right. I was just thinking.... the four of us make a really great, uh, team, for lack of a better word. And I am absolutely not saying this to pressure anyone into anything, I know there would need to be a lot of considerations, and we'd all need to really think about it," she took a deep breath then rushed the end of her statement, "but...um, I don't know, I was just thinking, what if this whole thing wasn't only about the sex?"

Emily raised a curious eyebrow. "Doctor Lewis, are you asking to date us?"

"Uggggnnnn, I knew it was stupid. Forget I said anything!"

Rebecca moved next to her, grabbing her gently by the chin to force her eyes upwards. "It's not stupid, darling," she pressed a soft kiss to her lips, "I think it's pretty cute, actually."

"You do?" Tara questioned. The two of them hadn't discussed the possibility of forming a polycule at any great length, but the idea had been mentioned once or twice in passing. However, this was the first time it was being brought up with JJ and Emily themselves.

"Yeah, of course," Rebecca smiled. "Like you said, it would take serious consideration. But in theory, I'd be down to try it out. After all, I'm already fucking half the BAU, dating each other seems mild at this point."

JJ glanced to Emily, who gave her a small nod of permission, indicating she was happy for her to share their thoughts on the matter. JJ bit back a smile as she explained, "So, it turns out, we actually talked about the same thing on the way over here tonight. Neither of us have done an open relationship before, and you're right, there would have to be some serious thought put into it, considering we all work together. Not to mention me and Emily's leadership roles. But, that aside, yeah. We'd also be willing to consider it."

Tara and Rebecca shared a look of surprise, which quickly turned into matching smiles and Tara tipped her glass towards the other couple with a chuckle. "Oh, the sapphic Book Club just got way more interesting."