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They’re lying on their bed, a tangle of limbs, sweat-slicked skin drying in the room's cool air. Rebecca draws lazy patterns through Ted’s chest hair, lost in thought.
Ted can tell something is bothering her and asks gently, “Penny for your thoughts? Or shoot, I guess it would be a pence for your thoughts? Doesn’t have the same ring to it though, you know—”
“Ted,” Rebecca interrupts his rambling.
“Sorry, sweetheart. You know how carried away I can get. What’s goin’ on in that beautiful brain of yours?” He asks, running his hand up and down her spine.
“I’ve been thinking of something I want to try,” she admits hesitantly.
Ted hums, “Go on.”
“I want to try fisting,” Rebecca says in a rush.
Ted’s hand on her back goes still, and she can hear him suck in a deep breath. When he doesn’t say anything, panic washes over her. She knows Ted isn’t a prude, and they have an active and experimental sex life—for god’s sake, they actively have foursomes with Roy and Keeley—but she can’t help but think that this time she’s said something too much. She tries to extricate herself from his arms and nervously blurts out, “Forget it, I don’t know what came over me. It’s silly; of course, you wouldn’t want to try that.”
Ted’s brain finally comes back online as she pulls out of his arms, and he tugs her back gently to him, holding her close. “Hey, hey. None of that. I just got a little lost in my head a minute thinkin’ about how pretty you would look.”
Rebecca can’t look at him as she asks, “You’d consider it?”
“Honey, if you want to try something out, I’m always willing to be a guinea pig with you.”
Rebecca glances up at him and can tell from his soft and open expression that his words are earnest. This gives her the confidence to continue, “I’ve thought about it a lot. I… I want Keeley to do it the first time if she wants to. And I want Roy there too. And you, of course. I want you next to me. But I want… I want Keeley to be the one to do it, if you would be ok with that,” she ends hesitantly.
“Well, like I always say, I’m a visual learner. We can see how it goes. If you like it and want me to try it with you some other time, I’m all fists,” he jokes.
Rebecca releases a big breath, the nervous butterflies in her stomach settling down. “Can we talk to Roy and Keeley about it? I want to try it, ideally soon.”
****
It’s a few nights later, and the four of them had a lovely dinner out at one of their favorite restaurants. Everyone was careful not to drink too much, wanting to keep a clear head in anticipation of the night’s activities. They’d laid out the final ground rules over dinner, the talk of what’s to come putting them all on edge. By the time they reach Rebecca’s house, they can hardly keep their hands off each other. They all stumble upstairs to Ted and Rebecca’s bedroom. It takes them a while to make it up the stairs because they’re distracted, kissing, touching each other, the sexual tension that’s been simmering all night reaching a boiling point.
When they reach the bedroom, Rebecca’s already lost her shirt, and Keeley’s lipstick is smudged from kissing Ted. When they cross the room's threshold, Roy crowds Rebecca against the wall and pulls her in for a kiss, tangling his fingers in her hair and giving it a soft tug. She moans into his mouth at the sensation and snakes her hand down until she can cup him through his trousers. He bucks into her hand, and she smiles against his lips before asking breathily, “Are you going to sit back while Keeley fists me? I know you like to watch, but you can touch me, too.”
“Fuck, Blondie,” he groans when she unzips his trousers, pushes them down his legs, slips her hand inside his boxers, and strokes his cock. He mouths sloppy kisses down her neck, and her cunt clenches at the feeling of his beard scratching her delicate skin.
“Oy, you two,” Keeley interrupts them, and Rebecca withdraws her hand from Roy’s boxers. “Don’t have all the fun without us.”
Keeley disentangles herself from Ted to move towards the other pair, shimmying out of her jeans and pulling off her top as she does, leaving her in just her underwear and bra. When she reaches them, she stretches onto her tippy toes and presses a kiss to Rebecca’s cheek.
“Come on, babes. Ted and I can’t wait to get our hands on you.”
Keeley tugs on her hand, and she breaks out of Roy’s arms to follow her. Roy steps out of his trousers and trails behind them, adjusting himself in his boxers. The three of them stand around Rebecca, all their attention focused on her. For a moment, Rebecca feels self-conscious, having three people staring at her. It’s a lot of attention, and suddenly she feels selfish, this whole night so focused on her pleasure.
All that disappears, though, when they start touching her.
Keeley stands behind her, unzips Rebecca’s pencil skirt, and unhooks her bra. Ted stands in front of her and pulls her skirt and knickers down her legs. Roy hovers at her side, pressing kisses across her collarbone. Standing there, naked, with Ted’s hands on her waist, Keeley’s breasts pressed against her back, and Roy’s hand running up and down her arm, she can feel her arousal start to drip down her thighs. When Keeley reaches up and tweaks her nipples, she whimpers and squeezes her thighs together, seeking some sort of stimulation. Having so much care and love lavished on her is almost overwhelming. Her clit throbs pleasantly; she’s already so worked up that she knows it won’t take much for her to orgasm.
“Bed,” she manages to get out between panting breaths.
Ted quickly grabs a towel from their en-suite, lays it in the center of the bed, then helps Rebecca to lie down on it while Keeley finishes stripping off her bra and underwear. Roy retreats to his usual chair by the bed, content to watch the next part. Keeley lays down alongside her, pressing her body in close as Ted settles himself between Rebecca’s legs, eying her cunt hungrily. Her outer lips are already swollen and a pretty shade of pink, and her inner folds glisten with her arousal. With his index finger, he gently runs his finger down her slit, barely touching her.
“Please,” she whimpers, hips jerking up at his touch.
“Easy, sweetheart. We gotta take our time tonight; get you nice and relaxed for Keeley later, ok? We’re gonna make you feel so good, baby. You just gotta relax and trust us.”
Rebecca nods and tries to relax, but anticipation simmers in her gut. She’s been dreaming of what this moment would be like for some time, but now that it’s here, she feels a tendril of anxiety curling through her. It’s not that she’s worried it will hurt, she’s just afraid the experience won’t live up to her expectations. Inhaling deeply, she lets out her breath with a big whoosh of air and grabs Ted’s hand, squeezing it. Their eyes meet, and Ted tenderly rubs his thumb back and forth against the back of her hand. For a moment, she almost forgets that anyone else is in the room, lost in Ted’s eyes and the love shining back at her from them.
“Keep going, touch me,” she whispers, a sense of calm settling over her.
“God, the way you two don’t even need to say anything to have a conversation, it’s so hot,” Keeley says, in awe at the silent conversation she just witnessed.
Rebecca turns to look at where Keeley is stretched out alongside her. “I want to taste you, please.”
Keeley carefully maneuvers herself so she’s sitting over Rebecca’s face, and Rebecca curls her arms loosely around her thighs. At the first swipe of Rebecca’s tongue through her folds, Keeley’s arm shoots out to brace herself on the massive, plush headboard.
“Christ, you’re so good at this,” Keeley pants as Rebecca suckles gently on her clit, before pushing her tongue into her entrance.
Rebecca smiles into Keeley’s pussy, feeling pleased she can elicit such a reaction. The first time she tried this with Keeley, she’d been hesitant, having never performed oral sex on another woman before. Now, she enthusiastically strokes her tongue through Keeley’s folds, moaning as the taste of her fills her mouth, a unique tang she’s come to enjoy. As she diligently eats Keeley out, Ted is still working his tongue over Rebecca. He knows exactly how to work Rebecca up quickly and efficiently, and it doesn’t take long for Rebecca’s first orgasm to approach. As her orgasm builds, she can tell Keeley is climbing the peak right alongside her. Keeley’s thighs tremble under her arms, and she’s letting out breathy little moans as Rebecca nibbles on her clit. Rebecca tumbles over the edge in no time, Keeley following right behind her. Keeley manages to swing herself off Rebecca’s face and collapses to the mattress beside her, utterly spent.
“That tongue of yours deserves a goddamn medal,” Keeley says as she reaches out and rubs her hand on Rebecca’s thigh.
After Keeley catches her breath for a moment, she switches places with Ted, taking his place between Rebecca’s legs. Ted slots himself alongside Rebecca, propping his head up on his hand and using his other hand to pull her in for a kiss. Rebecca moans at the taste of herself on his tongue before slumping back to the bed, smiling softly at him.
“Ready, baby?” Ted murmurs into her ear.
“Yes,” she breathes.
Keeley presses butterfly-soft kisses up Rebecca’s inner thigh, then uses her thumbs to tease apart the outer lips of Rebecca’s cunt. She licks her lips when she sees how slick and sticky Rebecca is, and can’t resist swiping her tongue through the slick, getting her own taste of her. Keeley moans at the taste, and has to consciously tear her mouth away from Rebecca’s cunt and focus on the task ahead of her. Although she knows Rebecca should already be opened up from Ted’s ministrations earlier, she still starts slowly, sliding in just one finger. Rebecca releases a pleased little sound as she enters, meeting no resistance. Quickly, she adds a second finger, pumping them slowly in and out. When she continues to feel Rebecca’s walls give easily around her fingers, she finds the sensitive patch on the front wall of her cunt, and massages it with the pads of her fingers in a come hither motion.
Rebecca inhales sharply and rocks her hips off up the bed, chasing the fingers pumping inside her. “More, please,” she whimpers.
Keeley scissors her fingers open wide, stretching her delicately before withdrawing them. She rests the palm of her other hand flat on Rebecca’s stomach, holding her down gently, before sliding her fingers back inside. Keeley alternates between stretching her fingers open and massaging Rebecca’s g-spot, keeping her moaning and panting, not knowing what sensation to expect next. When she starts to feel Rebecca’s velvet walls pulse around her fingers, she inserts a third finger. Rebecca lets out a strangled moan, her eyes slamming shut as she’s stretched open.
Ted leans over and whispers into Rebecca’s ear, “You’re being such a good girl, Becca. Look at you, taking Keeley’s fingers so well. You’re almost there, baby.”
Rebecca whimpers and clenches hard around Keeley’s fingers at Ted’s voice in her ear.
Keeley gasps as she feels the effect around her fingers, “Shit, Ted, what did you say to her? She’s so tight now.”
Ted smirks down at Rebecca and responds, “Just tellin’ her what a good girl she is.”
“Fuck, say that again, Ted,” Keeley urges when she feels Rebecca clench again.
“You like when I call you a good girl, huh, don’t you, baby?” Ted asks her with a smirk as he brushes a sweaty strand of hair off Rebecca’s forehead.
Rebecca just whines and nods her head frantically, hips jerking as she tries to grind herself on Keeley’s fingers.
“Ok, babes. I’m gonna do four fingers now, ok? You ready?”
Rebecca’s stomach flip flops with nerves, but she nods and responds, her voice tinged with a touch of uncertainty, “Yes.”
Ted picks up on her tone immediately and shoots a look at Keeley, silently communicating to give them a minute. “You sure, sweetheart? We can quit now, if you want.”
“No, I—” Rebecca licks her lips then tries again. “I want to keep going. I trust you, Keeley.”
Keeley breaks out into a huge smile, “I’m gonna keep going slow, ok babes? If you want me to stop at any time, I will.”
Rebecca nods and tries to slow her breathing and relax her muscles. She knows it won’t work if she’s tense, and she wants to continue. Ted leans down and sucks a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip and Rebecca relaxes back against the mattress. While Keeley grabs the bottle of lube and pours a generous amount on her hand, coating her hand up to her wrist, Ted snakes his hand down Rebecca’s stomach until he reaches the apex of her legs, checking a final time to see if she’s ready. He finds her absolutely dripping, and when he eases three of his fingers inside Rebecca, he meets no resistance. Slowly he starts fucking her, testing her, seeing if she’s relaxed enough for what’s next. She takes his fingers easily and Ted knows she’s ready for more. He withdraws his fingers from inside her, and moves his index and middle fingers to swirl slow, firm circles on her clit. He doesn’t want her to come again yet, just keep her on the edge of orgasm to help her through the next bit.
Rebecca trembles on the bed, hips rocking desperately with arousal. She doesn’t think she’s ever been so aroused in her life, every nerve ending absolutely on fire with electricity and a desperate want. She can’t think of anything except what it’s going to be like to feel fuller than she ever has in her life, stretched in a way she’s never experienced.
“Ok, sweetheart. Keeley is going to start, ok? You let us know if somethin’ doesn’t feel right, and we’ll stop and adjust,” Ted tells her and nods to Keeley.
Carefully, Keeley forms her fingers into a cone shape and starts pressing into Rebecca’s cunt. She delves inside up to the first joint on her fingers, then brings her fingers back out. After a moment, she presses back inside, a bit farther this time. She repeats the cycle, pressing in a little more each time until she’s almost stretched Rebecca open to her widest.
“Fuck,” Rebecca breathes as she feels herself being stretched open. There’s a slight burn as her cunt stretches around Keeley’s fingers, but the tiny bit of pain feels so good combined with the stimulation to her clit.
“You ok, baby?” Ted whispers to her, his fingers never ceasing their slow circles on her clit.
Rebecca nods and pants, “More, please.”
Keeley makes eye contact with Ted and he nods. At the same time Keeley presses her whole hand into Rebecca, Ted leans down and sucks her nipple into his mouth, catching it lightly between his teeth. Rebecca wails and arches off the bed at the duel sensations, and Ted quickly removes his fingers from Rebecca’s clit and throws his arm over her waist, doing his best to hold her down so she doesn’t accidentally hurt herself.
“Fuck, Rebecca. This is so unbelievably hot. I wish you could see what you look like stretched around my hand. Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” Keeley praises her, eyes fixated on the sight of Rebecca's cunt stretched wide around her wrist.
Ted looks up to see Roy, still in the chair, his eyes fixated on Rebecca as he strokes his cock.
“Look at Roy, sweetheart. Look at him watching you take Keeley’s fist. Look at him watching you be such a good girl for us.”
Rebecca manages to turn her head towards Roy, having almost forgotten he’s in the room with them, so focused on the pleasure Keeley and Ted are giving her. She can barely keep her eyes open, so intense are the feelings consuming her entire body, but she locks eyes with Roy. He stares at her, eyes dark with arousal as his hand fists his cock. She lets out a whimper as she sees him touching himself, his hand gripping his thick shaft and stroking leisurely.
“Come here,” she whimpers, wanting him close to her.
Roy releases his cock and heaves himself out of the chair. He saunters over to the bed, his cock jutting proudly into the air as he walks, and lays down alongside Rebecca, opposite of Ted. Reaching out, he tucks a sweaty strand of hair behind her ear and asks, “Alright, Blondie?”
Rebecca just nods her head, then reaches a hand up to curl it around the back of Roy’s head, drawing him in for a kiss. It’s sloppy and full of tongue, and as they kiss, Rebecca can feel Ted resume playing with her clit as Keeley’s hand remains inside her.
Surrounded now by all her lovers, Rebecca feels complete. If someone had told her a few years ago she would have not just one person to love her and pleasure her, but three, she would have laughed in their face. But here she is, her boys on either side of her and Keeley between her legs, all focused on her and her pleasure. It’s a heady feeling and she doesn’t quite know what she did to deserve them.
Experimentally, Keeley starts to withdraw her hand so Rebecca is stretched around the widest part of it then gently plunges back inside, twisting her wrist as she does.
Rebecca’s eyes slam shut and her mouth opens, but no sound comes out. She’s consumed by the intense fullness she’s experiencing, the pressure combined with a slight bit of pain triggering one of the most intense orgasms of her life. She can’t think, she can’t speak, she can only feel waves upon waves of pleasure pulsing through her. Her body jerks off the bed, muscles straining and going taut, and her cunt clamps down around Keeley’s wrist, trapping her hand inside.
Keeley’s eyes widen when she feels how tight Rebecca is around her hand, Rebecca’s walls
gripping her like a vice. She tries her best to move with Rebecca as she jerks around the bed and she lets out a startled, “Oh!”
“Hey, look at me, Rebecca. Focus on me, you ok?” Ted asks in concern, grabbing her chin lightly so he can turn her face to look directly at him. He can’t tell if she’s in pain and too overwhelmed to say their safe word.
“I- I- I-,” Rebecca can barely speak, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.
“Gimme a color, sweetheart. I need to know where you’re at. Do you need a minute?”
Keeley stares at Ted, wide eyed, then flicks her eyes down to Rebecca’s face. Roy runs his hand soothingly up and down her arm, helping to ground her, then moves to run his fingers through her hair.
“Green,” Rebecca practically sobs. “Green. Please, again, more.”
Ted relaxes immediately and nods at Keeley, who slowly eases her hand out of Rebecca before pressing it back in, keeping her eyes locked on where Rebecca stretches obscenely around the widest part of her hand. Her cunt stretches easily, then almost seems to suck Keeley’s hand in, swallowing her hand up to her wrist. Gently, she starts fucking her hand in and out of Rebecca, withdrawing it almost entirely before pressing in to her wrist. Rebecca’s cunt is steadily leaking fluid, and combined with the generous amount of lube, there’s a stain forming on the towel beneath her. Rebecca practically sobs in pleasure, choked off moans escaping her lips each time Keeley presses inside her. It’s a sensation like nothing she’s ever experienced in her life. She feels so deliciously full, and Keeley’s hand is so deep she’s hitting spots inside Rebecca she didn’t know were possible.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she pants, trying to grind herself against Keeley’s hand even more to heighten the pleasure.
Fisting his cock, Roy rapidly jerks himself off, groaning at the pleasure building at the base of his spine. Ted’s gripping his own, his eyes locking onto Roy’s. They stare at each other as Rebecca writhes on the bed between them. Roy’s hand moves faster and faster, Ted matching his motions. They maintain eye contact, moving in tandem as they stroke themselves. Roy comes with a groan, spilling all over Rebecca’s stomach. Ted follows shortly after, shooting his own load onto her stomach. Covered in cum, Keeley’s fist still deep in her cunt, Rebecca shatters again, bucking off the bed. A gush of fluid erupts from her as she soaks the towel underneath her, waves upon waves of pleasure washing over her.
“Fuck that’s hot,” Roy groans at the sight of Rebecca squirting and writhing through her orgasm.
It seems endless, and just as she starts winding down, Ted starts working her clit again, rocketing her towards her peak again.
“Come on, baby. You’ve been so good for us tonight. Can you be a good girl just a little longer? Can you give us one more?” He murmurs into her ear, before sucking at the spot behind her ear he knows drives her wild.
Rebecca keens at his words of praise, and it only takes a few more firm circles to her clit before she’s coming again, body arching off the bed, hands scrabbling for anything to keep her grounded as she rides out her pleasure. Instinctively, Roy and Ted know what she’s seeking and they both grab her hands, pressing them to the mattress and holding her down. When it’s over, she collapses back to the bed, utterly spent.
Keeley carefully removes her hand from Rebecca, who instantly mourns the loss, her cunt feeling empty. Keeley crawls up Rebecca’s body so she’s laying on top of her, tucking her head under Rebecca’s chin, and the weight is comforting, tethering her back to her body. Rebecca loves having a solid weight on her after sex, something she rarely got with Rupert, frequently left alone after the deed was done. Roy and Ted remain curled up against her sides, idly running their fingers through her hair, pressing soft kisses to her face and shoulders.
As Rebecca lays there, surrounded by her lovers, she assesses how she’s feeling.
Her muscles feel weak, but in a pleasant way, though she knows she’ll feel it tomorrow—she should probably book a massage. Her cunt aches, and she knows she’ll probably be a little tender for the next few days. She almost welcomes the slight discomfort she’ll feel sitting down, knowing it will serve as a reminder of one of the best nights of her life. She’s been so full, quite literally stuffed to the brim, and now she’s empty, but she’s not at all, not really. Her heart is full.