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Captain Maya DeLuca-Bishop and Dr. Carina DeLuca-Bishop hadn’t always had a… conventional marriage. With the stress of their jobs, the regular stressors of marriage, trying for children, and life in general, they had tried their fair share of stress relief techniques. Marriage counseling, vacations, taking personal days off work. While some of those had helped, ultimately, it brought temporary comfort to their very non-temporary stress. It wasn’t until Carina suggested opening their bed to other women that they began to see results in each other. So as it began, every month they’d go to Seattle’s ritziest swinger’s club in hopes of finding a new woman to bring home for the night.
That worked perfectly for them. Their colleagues, their families, and their friends all noticed positive changes in the couple. They were happier, more pleasant with the people around them, and the tension that once existed between them on high stress days had seemingly vanished. No one had seen the couple be this happy and calm, ever.
That was, until they met her.
Y/N Y/LN, a twenty-one year old journalism student at Seattle Pacific University who was really not looking for anything when she accompanied her best friend, Marissa, to the swinger’s club Maya and Carina frequented. Truly, she had tagged along for moral support, only opting to wear the little black dress because Marissa had begged her to “look presentable and be a supportive wingwoman”. So while her best friend scouted for potential suitors, Y/N sat at the bar alone, nursing a tequila sunrise that cost far too much for her liking.
Carina had just left Maya’s side at the other side of the club to go get refills of their drinks, white wine for her and bourbon on the rocks for her wife, when she noticed a young woman sitting at the bar alone. A very attractive young woman with long y/h/c hair and soft looking skin. The doctor kept her gaze on the girl as she placed her order with the bartender, mentioning the tab they had. “Get this lovely lady another of what she’s having too,” Carina gestured toward the girl she had been watching before smiling, their gazes meeting for the first time.
Long story short, the night had ended much differently than Y/N had anticipated, and the next morning she woke up very naked, squished between a very attractive fire captain and an Italian goddess of doctor, both of whom insisted that she stayed for breakfast.
Shortly after their first encounter with Y/N, both Maya and Carina found that they couldn’t get the younger woman out of their minds. They found themselves thinking of her when they were discussing their monthly outings to the club. Always mentioning how they wondered how she was doing, if she was faring well with school, if she had made any other trips to the club since meeting them. They continued to think about her until they saw her again, at the club with the same friend, wearing a new red dress that she had splurged on, and spent more than half her paycheck from the coffee shop she worked at.
She ended up in Maya and Carina’s bed once again, waking up with Carina’s long leg draped around her thighs and Maya’s strong arms wrapped around her middle, almost like they were afraid she would escape while they were all peacefully sleeping. She sat up slowly, trying not to wake the two beautiful women that were wrapped around her like vices.
“Mm, lay back down, bella, it is too early to be up on a Saturday,” She heard the raspy morning voice of the italian on her left. The subtle rasp and the sweetness in her tone sent shivers down the younger woman’s spine. “I figured I needed to get going, you guys were nice enough to let me stay, I didn’t want to overstay my welcome,” Y/N spoke softly, rubbing at her eyes that still had last night’s mascara caked on them. “You’re not overstepping if we asked you to stay, silly girl.” The fire captain on her right piped up, her morning voice much more gravely and deep compared to her wife’s. A slight blush came up on the young woman’s cheeks, feeling like she was being mothered in a way, but finding that she didn’t mind the feeling. She actually found that she welcomed the sweet feeling in her belly.
“Lay back down, bellina.” Carina pulled Y/N back down gently between them, running her hand down her arm, her nose pushing into the crook of her neck and breathing in her scent. She welcomed the slight lingering smell of her perfume and sweat and sex that still clung to her skin. Maya wrapped her arms back around her midsection, pushing her face into the mess of y/h/c hair that was splayed against their expensive silk pillowcase, smelling the remnants of her shampoo from the day before.
Y/N was feeling slightly confused. Don’t get her wrong, she loved being loved on by these two beautiful women, loved getting to lay in their expensive bed and bask in their silk sheets and scents. “Why are you guys being so nice to me?” She spoke softly, trying to have a joking tone in her voice but there was also a nervous waver present, enough of one for both older women to notice.
“Pretty girl,” Maya sat up, rubbing her eyes before looking at Y/N, trying to understand what was going through her mind. “Why wouldn’t we be? You’ve been so good for us, so good to us. We want to treat you as well as you’ve treated us.” She smiled, touching the side of the younger’s cheek, stroking the skin there with her thumb. “ Sei una brava ragazza, angelo. Vogliamo amarti finché possiamo.” Carina cooed from beside her, her slender arm now wrapped around her waist.
Y/N’s head spun a little at the sound of Carina’s mother tongue coming out, making her judgment a little foggy for just a second before she offered them both a smile. “Well, I think it's sweet that you both want to be so nice to me. It’s… refreshing. Normally after a one night stand, you just get pushed out right after or the morning after and have to take the walk of shame,” She laughed a little, looking at her fingers as she twisted the rings on them.
“I can see the wheels turning in that pretty head of yours,” Maya spoke gently, her hand still on her cheek, the calloused thumb rubbing over her skin. “We want to know you, Y/N. We want to see more of you.” She hummed, pulling her down slowly, letting the younger rest in the crook of her arm, smoothing her hair. “What do you mean?” She asked, cocking her head up and looking at Maya before glancing at Carina, seeing the sweet look in her eyes. “We want to…pursue something with you, bella. You fill a part of us that we didn’t know we wanted filled permanently until we met you.” She smiled at her wife, before looking at the young girl whose eyes were wide with disbelief.
“You mean you guys want to keep me around?” She snorted softly, trying to make a joke out of it, because to her, it sounded like she was being punked. “We want to keep you in our lives, sí, is that hard to believe?” Carina sounded a bit amused, but also a tad bit offended. Had they said something that made her not want to stay around?
“Well, a little bit, because you both are so far into your careers and have an established marriage, and here I am, a college kid with no idea where I’m going after I graduate, and I work in a coffee shop making people like you guys expensive lattes.” Y/N rambled, looking at them both and blanching a little when she realized they were giving her a bit of a shocked look. “Not saying that you guys being in that tax bracket is a bad thing,” She quickly corrected. “Just that it doesn’t make a lot of sense for you guys to want to keep someone like me around, in the grand scheme of things.”
She let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding, before a gasp came out of her mouth at the feeling of Maya’s hand snaking up and going around her throat, squeezing her pulse points just enough to make her head feel a little foggy. “Oh baby, you are digging yourself a big hole right now,” She murmured against her ear, Carina’s eyes visibly darkening at the sight of Maya establishing such dominance so quickly. “I think you need to realize how much we are interested in you,” She licked her lips, her mouth right next to Y/N’s ear, her breath hot on her skin.
The morning took a turn at that point. Four orgasms, a shower, and some breakfast later, Y/N was leaving Maya and Carina’s apartment with a new title. Fidanzata , as Carina put it, or girlfriend, as Maya had sing-songed to her when they were in the shower. Her head was still spinning at the way her whole world had turned around in just one morning.
So now comes to the current moment, where Captain DeLuca-Bishop was on the tail end of her forty-eight hour shift, and Dr. DeLuca-Bishop was finishing up a rather hectic twenty-four hour shift which included an emergency cesarean, two sets of full term twins, and four regular births. She was exhausted, but she was ready for the next two days off with her wife and their girlfriend. They had it all planned out, from dinner to the lazy day to recover from their hectic shifts and then the full day of spoiling their girl after that.
Carina looked at her phone as it dinged, seeing the group message between her and her two girls lighting up for the first time in a while today. The smile on her face was instantaneous, both of the women having the power to change her day with just a few words.
Sempre Insieme Group Chat
Firefighter Barbie: Today has absolutely dragged. I am so ready to be in bed. With wine. And orgasms.
Baby Spice: Yeah, today has not been the best, but it’s getting better. I got free coffee and donuts from one of the guys in my office at my internship!
Doctor Orgasm: Free, huh? You don’t think this man was trying to flirt with you, do you, bella?
Baby Spice: I don’t think so, he just left me a mocha and some sprinkle donuts. He even wrote a little smiley face on the box with the donuts.
Firefighter Barbie: Oh, you poor naive child. He’s flirting with you.
Doctor Orgasm: Bellina, he’s definitely flirting with you. Not sure if I should be flattered that someone is trying to take what’s mine, or jealous because I can’t be there to stake my claim.
Baby Spice: I really don’t think he’s flirting with me, he’s one of the higher up writers and he barely sees me. You guys are thinking too much into this.
Firefighter Barbie: Who are you getting smart with right now? I know you know better.
Doctor Orgasm: You’re getting too large for your pants, bella.
Baby Spice: …You mean too big for your britches, right?
Doctor Orgasm: Not the time. You’re pushing it.
Firefighter Barbie: I think someone needs a reminder of who is really in charge here. Don’t you think, Dr. DeLuca?
Doctor Orgasm: I think you are right, Captain Bishop.
Baby Spice: …Jesus. You guys are too much.
Firefighter Barbie: When you get home, you are to wait for us by the bed, in your normal spot. If you aren’t, there will be consequences. Do you understand?
Baby Spice: Yes.
Firefighter Barbie: Yes what, little girl?
Baby Spice: Yes sir.
Doctor Orgasm: Brava ragazza.
The rest of her day seemed to creep by at a snail's pace. Not only because she had nothing to do at her internship, but because she knew what was to come when she got to her girlfriends’ apartment. She would strip down to her underwear, kneel at the end of their bed and wait for whichever one got home first. If it was Carina, she could expect a softer welcome, sweet nothings cooed to her about how pretty she looked waiting for them so obediently, how pretty she looked in the pink lingerie that she had picked out this morning.
If it was Maya, she knew it would be a much different scenario. She’d be greeted with nimble fingers weaving through her hair, pulling her neck back by the makeshift ponytail and making her meet bright baby blue eyes, possibly clouded to be a bit of a darker shade due to the inclination of what is to come. She’d be met with a biting tone, asking her if she had thought she’d get away with being so brazen, so arrogant when speaking to her or Carina.
She was snapped out of her daydreaming reverie when the girl she shared her office with departed for the weekend, saying a quick goodbye. Y/N jumped up, gathering her things off her desk and shoving them messily into her bag before locking the office up, heading down to her car in the parking deck with anticipation coursing through her veins, as well as the subtle feeling of arousal clouding her brain. She quickly pulled out of the parking deck, heading in the direction of her girlfriends’ apartment.
To her happiness, Carina was the first one through the door. She knew it was Italian by the way she shut the door. Maya had a tendency to let it slam after a long day, followed by a quickly mumbled apology for the noise. Carina would shut the door quietly, making sure it latched before locking it and laying her keys in the bowl by the door. The older woman shed her coat, hanging it on the rack before stopping in the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of her favorite red wine, humming lightly in delight at the scent of it before turning on her heels, walking slowly to the shared bedroom.
Y/N focused on the subtle clacking of Carina’s heels against the hardwood floor, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath through her nose to calm the racing in her heart. She wasn’t sure why she was so nervous, this wasn’t the first time they had played in this context and she was sure it would not be the last, but something about the anticipation of it made her heart race every single time.
“Look at you,” She heard her girlfriend coo from the doorway, the sweet tone in her voice making Y/N’s body light up. “ Sei una brava ragazza, ” Carina spoke softly, slowly walking around the younger’s kneeling body, sitting on the edge of the bed she was perched in front of. The older reached her hand out, carding slender fingers through Y/N’s hair, letting them work out the tangles slowly as she took in the sight before her. All the pink lace and silk that adorned Y/N’s body was currently making her head spin a little, her tongue coming out to wet her own bottom lip as she let her eyes move up and down her body unapologetically.
“Although, as pretty as you look right now, I don’t think it is going to get you out of trouble with la capitana,” Carina giggled, taking a sip of the wine she was holding, her other hand still tangled in Y/N’s soft hair. The younger woman took the opportunity to look up at her older girlfriend, biting her bottom lip at the first glance. Clad in black trousers that were perfectly tailored to her body and a maroon blouse that showed just enough cleavage to be lethal, paired with her favorite black red-bottom stilettos. She was the picture of professionalism but was also dripping with sensuality as her brown eyes met Y/N’s, a smirk playing on her lips at the dazed look overtaking her girlfriend’s face.
“Breathe, bella,” Carina soothed softly, rubbing her thumb across Y/N’s jaw before letting it trace the fullness of her bottom lip. “ Aprire,” She whispered softly, and the younger girl’s lips parted slowly. Carina slowly pushed her thumb into her mouth, her own lips parting at the feeling of her girlfriend’s lips wrapping around her skin. She pressed the pad of her thumb into her tongue gently, eliciting a whimper from the younger. “Shh, angel, you’re doing so well.” She cooed, biting her bottom lip at the feeling of Y/N’s tongue lapping gently at her thumb.
They were both snapped out of the intimate haze surrounding them when they heard the door clambering open, slamming shut followed by an incoherent mumble from their typically grumpy girlfriend. The telltale sound of work boots being taken off and left by the door, the clatter of keys being thrown into the bowl.
Carina focused back in on her younger lover’s mouth, Y/N’s eyes widening a bit at the sound of Maya coming down the hallway. “Keep focused,” Carina spoke softly, albeit a stern undertone to her voice. Y/N let out a puff of air through her nose before focusing back on the thumb in her mouth, training her eyes back up to meet Carina’s as she sucked at the skin gently.
“Well, well, well.” The raspy voice that rang out through the bedroom sent shivers down Y/N’s spine as she tried her best to keep her focus on the task at hand. She soothed the skin of Carina’s thumb with her tongue, keeping her eyes trained up on the lust blown brown ones still focused on her mouth. “I see someone is putting their bratty little mouth to good use already, aren't you princess?” Y/N could sense the smirk on Maya’s face. She gasped around Carina’s thumb as she felt fingers weaving through the back of her hair, pulling her neck back so that she was forced to look upwards at the blonde standing behind her.
Carina’s thumb fell out of Y/N’s mouth with a subtle ‘pop’, causing the Italian to bite her lip, her hand falling gently down to the younger’s neck, wrapping around it slowly. She added no pressure, more of a sign of possession than anything. Maya’s typically ocean blue eyes were a bit darker in the light of the bedroom, showing the lust that she wasn’t showing outwardly. “You pushed it today, princess,” Maya kept her grip on Y/N’s hair, holding it like a makeshift ponytail as she brought herself closer.
When Y/N felt it, her eyes rolled in the back of her head for a moment. The brush of Maya’s midsection against her upper back. The bulge pushing against her exposed skin. Maya couldn’t help the chuckle that fell from her lips at the sight of Y/N’s face changing. “Feel something you want, pretty girl?” She hummed, pressing her clothed crotch more into the girl’s back, making her feel the outline of the strap that was concealed under a layer of work pants and compression shorts. “Yes sir,” She breathed out, opening her eyes again, looking back up at Maya as she felt Carina’s fingers stroking the skin over her pulse points.
“She’s been good since I’ve been home, bambina,” Carina cooed, looking up at her wife with matching lust filled, adoring eyes. “I don’t think you have to go too hard on her.” She grinned, leaning forward and pressing feather light kisses on Y/N’s jawline, trailing them up to her cheek. Y/N’s mouth automatically gravitated toward her older girlfriend’s, being met with resistance from Maya’s grip on her hair. “You don’t get to kiss until you’ve earned it.” Maya spoke sternly, letting her tongue run over her bottom lip.
She let go of Y/N’s hair and began to unbutton her uniform shirt, untucking it and the crew shirt underneath it. “Take Carina’s blouse off, princess. Do it slowly, you’d hate to wrinkle the expensive fabric, wouldn’t you?” Maya teased, and Y/N’s head snapped forward, reaching for the hem of Carina’s blouse, slowly pulling it up and over her head, biting her lip at the sight of her breasts covered in black lace. “ Una ragazza così obbediente e dolce,” Carina grinned, letting her slender hand trail down the valley of her girlfriend’s breasts, down her twitching abdomen, letting the fingers rest and tease against the waistband of her lace panties, causing a whine to fall from her girlfriend’s lips.
“Oh, don’t whine,” Maya snapped from behind her, throwing her uniform shirt and crew shirt in the direction of the hamper, being left in her black nike sports bra and her work pants. “You know Carina is always going to dote on you, but I am not that nice. You got smart with us for no reason, and that’s not how we do things, is it, love?” She spoke airily as she walked around her two girls on the floor, sitting herself on the end of their bed, looking down expectantly at her younger girlfriend. “Well?” She snapped her fingers in front of Y/N’s face, making her jump a little before shaking her head. “No, sir, it’s not.” She murmured softly, a blush taking over her face.
“No it’s not, little girl.” Maya hummed, watching Carina’s fingers tease against the lace and the skin just under it. “You know what has to happen now, don’t you?” The blonde looked at her girlfriend with serious eyes, and Y/N audibly whined again, it turning into a hiss when Carina dug her manicured nails into the soft skin of her abdomen as a warning. “Punishment,” The younger girl whispered, squirming slightly on her legs at the thought of being splayed across Maya’s lap, splayed across that bulge in her crotch. “Mhm, punishment. Come on, get up here. You made your bed, now it’s time to lie in it.” Maya patted her lap, waiting for the younger to assume her position.
Y/N clambered up off the floor, her legs a bit tingly from kneeling for so long. She slowly crawled over Maya’s lap, moaning softly to herself at the scent of her girlfriend’s comforting perfume, along with a smell that was so distinctly Maya. It made her feel safe, at home. She flattened out against her thighs, whimpering when she felt the bulge of the strap Maya was packing dig into her lower abdomen. Her lower half spanned across the fire captain’s muscular thighs, lace covered ass on bright display. Carina’s fingers wandered up her slender leg, stroking the smooth skin, trailing on the inside of her thigh to tease just a little. “How many are you going to give her, la capitana?” Carina spoke in a hushed tone, leaning over their younger lover to ghost some soft kisses over Maya’s structured jawline.
Maya’s eyes drifted closed for a minute at the feeling of Carina’s soft kisses against her skin, before she focused back on the task at hand, her fingers grazing over the lace covered skin currently splayed out so prettily in her lap. “Hm…I think ten should be good, as long as she counts like she’s supposed to,” Maya spoke airily, and it made Y/N’s head spin, being talked about as if she wasn’t there. She squirmed in Maya’s lap a little, causing the fire captain to grunt from the strap pushing against her core. She wrapped one of her strong arms around Y/N’s thighs, causing her movements to cease. “Stay still, or you’ll only add on to your punishment.”
Y/N nodded, not trusting her voice to make a coherent sentence at the moment. Carina cooed, smoothing her hands over the back of her girlfriend’s thighs, looking up to meet her wife’s eyes. “Don’t be too cruel to her, bella , she’s a good girl. She just…strays sometimes.” The older woman let out a sweet sounding giggle, biting her lip at the way Maya rolled her eyes. “She’s getting comfortable with getting away with things, and we can’t have that.” The blonde hummed before smoothing her hand over Y/N’s ass, raising it and bringing it down in one languid motion over her left cheek, the slap sounding harsher than it actually felt.
Y/N let out a soft yelp at the smack against her lace covered skin, before remembering her instructions. “O-One, sir,” She mumbled out, her face reddening with the slight humiliation of counting her smacks, even though she secretly adored it and it only made the messy situation in her panties all the more prevalent. “Good girl, she can mind.” Maya teased, before bringing her hand down again, this time on the right cheek, biting her lip at the subtle recoil. “Two, sir!” Y/N rushed out, the slight waver in her voice a clear indicator of her arousal.
Maya kept the smacks going in a slow tandem, the pace stalling enough to build anticipation but fast enough to not be teasing. As they neared the tenth and final hit, Y/N’s ability to stay still and keep quiet wavered. She had done so well, been so good, but the ache between her legs was torturous and she knew the other two women could practically smell the arousal dripping between her thighs. Carina let out a soft hum, pressing small kisses on Y/N’s shoulder and upper back. “ Sei stata così brava, piccola. Così dolce per noi.” She mouthed against the hot skin, a whimper falling out of the younger’s throat before she could stop it.
“You have been good, Carina is right,” Maya agreed, still teasing before the final smack. “Let’s see how long you can keep that up for.” She smirked before bringing her hand down one last time, smacking right over Y/N’s clothed cunt, the smack sending shocks reverberating through her already on fire body. “ Fuck!” She let out, her eyes rolling in the back of her head. “Mm, no, that’s not right. Try again,” Maya’s tone was teasing as she gripped the bright red flesh of her ass. “T-Ten, sir! Ten!” She let out a shaky breath, and Carina cooed again. “Oh, principessa, it’s over, you did so well,” She soothed, pulling the trembling girl out of Maya’s lap and into her own, hugging her to her body and pressing kisses to her cheeks and forehead.
Maya just rolled her eyes again, knowing how much Carina liked to coddle the younger girl after punishments. “You act like she didn’t just enjoy every moment of that,” The fire captain teased, standing and unbuckling her belt, sliding it out of her work pants and throwing it in the corner of the room before working the pants down, leaving the compression shorts on, the obvious imprint of the strap now very visible. “She soaked through her underwear,” She smirked, and Carina couldn’t help the smile that spread on her face as she felt Y/N’s face heat up against the skin of her collarbone.
“Can I have a kiss now, sir?” Y/N finally piped up from Carina’s lap, looking up at Maya through her lashes, trying her best to look as innocent as possible. “Mm…I guess you earned that,” She gave the girl a smile, and Y/N let out a little delighted sound before looking up at Carina, puckering her lips in permission. “Oh, pretty baby,” The older woman gushed before pressing her lips to Y/N’s, the kiss gentle at first before it grew slightly messy. Carina’s tongue easily dominated her girlfriend’s, licking into her mouth with ease. Maya watched in awe of her two girls before she stepped forward, wrapping her hand in Y/N’s hair, pulling the pair apart.
Y/N audibly whined about being pulled away from Carina before she was met with Maya’s soft lips against her own, muffling any noises that were going to fall from them. She moaned into the kiss as the blonde licked into her mouth, sucking Y/N’s tongue gently and working the muscle with her own before letting it go with a sinful little popping noise. “You’re gonna be a good girl now, aren’t you, pretty baby?” Maya rasped, holding her girlfriend’s chin in her hand. “Yes sir, I promise I’ll be a good girl.” She rasped, feeling Carina’s slender fingers travel up her bare sides and reach the back of her bra, unclasping it and sliding it off of her body.
“Look at how pretty you are,” Maya groans softly, calloused hands coming up to grope Y/N’s sensitive breasts while Carina’s fingers splayed across her abdomen. “I think you need to be good and get la capitana nice and ready to be inside of you, principessa.” She whispered hotly into Y/N’s ear, causing her to shiver. “Yes, miss,” She nods, looking forward and meeting Maya’s lust blown eyes before slowly coming off the bed and sinking down onto the floor on her knees. Looking up, waiting for her orders. Waiting for permission. “So good for us, pretty baby. Like you were made just for Carina and I.” Maya smirked, stroking her cheek for a moment.
She slowly pushed the compression shorts down, watching Y/N’s eyes widen as the thick strap-on came falling out of them. She had taken it plenty of times before, both in her mouth and inside of her, but it was still shocking to see that Maya truly had been wearing that all day. “You know what to do, babygirl,” Maya licked her lips, widening her stance just a bit so her legs wouldn’t shake so bad. “Go on, bella, I’m right here,” Carina gave her breasts a reassuring squeeze before she leaned forward, eyes still trained upwards, locked in on Maya’s. She took the head of the strap into her mouth, slowly lapping her tongue around it, sucking on it gently before beginning to bob her head up and down, taking about half of the length.
“Fuck, that’s it, baby, you look so good with my cock in your mouth.” Maya huffed, her abdominal muscles clenching just a bit at the sight of Y/N taking her so easily into her mouth. Y/N whined a bit around the faux cock at the sound of the crude language coming out of her girlfriend’s mouth, but she kept up her ministrations, being egged on by Carina’s wandering hands, thumbs flicking at painfully stiff nipples while she pressed wet kisses to her shoulders and back. “You do that so well, tesoro, you look so pretty while pleasing Maya. You always know just what to do to drive us crazy,” She whispered hotly in the other woman’s ear before biting at the lobe, tugging gently.
Y/N tried her best to focus on the task at hand, sucking at the shaft, her eyes still trained up to Maya’s lust blown blue ones. She slowly pushed herself all the way down, her lips meeting Maya’s warm skin, the head of the strap nudging the back of her throat just a little and eliciting a slight gag as she got used to the intrusion. “Good god, princess, that’s it, take it all,” The blonde egged her on, her hand reaching down and pulling Y/N’s hair into a makeshift ponytail as Carina sat up on the bed to finish getting undressed down to her underwear.
Y/N finally pulled off of the strap to breathe for a moment, a string of spit coming off with it as she pulled back and wrapped her hand around the shaft, moving her hand in a jerking motion to give Maya’s clit some stimulation. “Are you going to fuck me with it, sir?” She mumbled, biting at her lip to hold back a moan as she felt Carina’s hands back on her full breasts. “You know I am, babygirl,” Maya grinned evilly, her hand still holding Y/N’s hair, grunting at a particular brutal smash into her clit. “You’re going to do something while you take it, though, pretty thing.” Maya looked up at her wife, a mischievous glint in her eye being met with a soft smirk from the italian.
“You’re going to eat Carina out while I fuck you from behind,” She hummed, rubbing a thumb across her jaw. “And you have to make her cum before you can even think about having your own orgasm.” Y/N’s breath hitched a little. There were few things in this life that she loved more than pleasing Carina. She was so responsive and she knew just how to manage that fine line of praise and humiliation. “Yes sir,” She breathed out, biting her lip before turning around, getting on all fours on the bed for Maya to have access to her now ruined panties, her swollen folds visible under the lace. “So fucking pretty, babygirl.” Maya groaned, slipping her fingers under the sides of her panties, pulling them down her girlfriend’s legs slowly.
Carina was resting against the headboard, her thighs spread, waiting for her girlfriend’s mouth. “ Sei così bella,” She smiled dreamily, Y/N reaching to her hips slowly and pulling her blue silk panties off her hips, down her thighs and off her body, throwing them into the floor with the rest of their clothing. “You are so wet, miss,” Y/N muttered softly, entranced by the sight in front of her. Carina was spread out so prettily for her, her cunt swollen and soaked, her clit very visible from how turned on she was. “So beautiful,” She spoke gently before starting to press soft kisses on Carina’s sensitive inner thighs, eliciting small whimpers from the older woman. “Fuck, tesoro, don’t tease.” Carina’s slender fingers weaved into Y/N’s hair, manicured nails digging slightly into her scalp.
Y/N’s tongue had just slipped out to trace up her slit when Maya brought the strap forward, tracing her girlfriend’s wet slit with the head of the toy, bringing out a surprised gasp from the other girl. “Please,” She whined into Carina’s center before busying her tongue again. She pushed her tongue just on the inside of Carina’s folds, feeling the wetness gush around it before she slurped it up gently, eliciting an excited moan from her girlfriend and a tug on her hair. Maya licked her lips at the sight before her before she slowly began pushing the strap inside of Y/N, a moan tumbling out of the younger girl’s mouth as she sucked Carina’s folds into her mouth, lapping her tongue over them gently as she panted. Maya kept pushing slowly into her girlfriend, watching the delicious stretch and listening to the moans that were currently tumbling out of Carina’s mouth, making her brain short circuit just a little bit before she remembered the task at hand.
“You take my dick so well, pretty girl. The prettiest girl, all stretched out, so full of me,” Maya grunted, finally bottoming out, her hips meeting Y/N’s full ass, the skin rubbing together gracefully. Y/N was doing her best to focus on continuing to please Carina, lapping at her folds and sucking up any wetness the italian was giving her, being met with bucking hips and loud mewls. “Proprio così, piccola, per favore continua così,” Carina chanted, her hands tightening in Y/N’s hair as Maya’s hips began to thrust into her, causing her to moan straight into Carina’s cunt. “Please, fuck me harder, sir!” She whimpered, her cheek resting on Carina’s soft inner thigh as she began rubbing her swollen clit with the pads of her fingers, rolling it gently before bringing her wetness around, pushing two fingers inside of the older woman slowly.
“You’re such a pretty slut, Y/N, taking my cock while trying to make Carina cum. So good for us always.” Maya rambled on, thrusting her hips quicker to hear the delicious slap of their skin hitting together, but also to hear the slick sounds of Y/N’s fingers working inside of Carina. “So good, angel, please, give me another one,” Carina’s breathy plea snapped Y/N out of her dirty-talk induced haze, slowly adding a third finger, groaning softly at the stretch and at the near pornographic moan Carina gave in response.
“Oh miss, you feel so good, so tight.” Y/N whined into Carina’s thigh. She clenched her walls around the strap on, feeling the arousal pooling in her belly, bubbling up to the surface as her orgasm approached from Maya’s insistent thrusts. “S-Sir, I’m getting so close,” She whined, working her fingers deeper inside of Carina, She curled them at an angle, brushing against that spongy spot, making the older woman’s back arch, an ungodly moan come out of her, her thighs beginning to tremble. “Oh god, bella, do that again,” She whined, her back arching again when Y/N’s finger’s brushed that same spot again. “That’s it, I’m going to cum, oh mio dio ,” Carina panted, her walls clenching down hard on Y/N’s three fingers.
Maya’s hips sped up at the sound of Carina’s orgasm impending, holding Y/N’s hips tightly, sure to leave bruises. Her own orgasm was fast approaching from the way the strap brushed against her clit with each stroke, and she was unable to keep her moans at bay anymore. “You better not cum before Carina does, Y/N, you know the rules,” She huffed, her thrusts losing a bit of their rhythm, becoming more erratic as her orgasm was coming in quickly.
Y/N nodded as best she could through her moans, moving her fingers deeper, still brushing that spot that had Carina in shambles. After two more well timed thrusts, Carina was cumming, and hard. She had a perfect arch in her back, and her mouth had fallen open in a silent scream as Y/N worked her through her orgasm, fingers pumping gently and tongue lapping at her clit. She kept this up until Carina whined, pushing her head back a little. “ Troppo sensibile, amore mio,” Carina huffed, her thighs still trembling as Y/N pulled her fingers out slowly, them soaked in her girlfriend’s essence.
She was halfway to pulling her hand up to her own mouth to suck them clean when her wrist was snatched up by Maya, her fingers pulled into the blonde’s awaiting mouth. She sucked them clean slowly while keeping her hips moving. between the stimulation of Maya’s mouth on her fingers, and the strap moving erratically in her core, she was teetering right on the edge of oblivion. “Please, sir, I’m so close…can I cum?” She panted, her thighs beginning to shake with the way she was withholding her orgasm. She was met with hot breath against her ear, making her eyes roll back. “Sborra per noi, bella ragazza.”
That sent Y/N tumbling over the edge, the top half of her body falling into the mattress, Maya’s thrusts becoming sloppy as she reached her own orgasm, the brush of the strap against her clit just enough to get her there, grunting and pushing to the hilt, her hips twitching as she rode out her orgasm with Y/N. She slowly laid them both down on their sides next to Carina, not pulling out of the other girl yet.
“You did so good for us, baby,” Maya praised, kissing Y/N’s shoulder, which was met with a sweet hum from the younger girl, and Carina was pressing kisses on her forehead, pressing her naked front to Y/N’s. “We’re so blessed to have such a perfect girlfriend,” She grinned against the younger’s skin, rubbing her shoulder and down her arm, smiling at the way Y/N nuzzled into her neck. She carded her fingers through her hair, working out the tiny knots from all of Maya’s tugging.
“But now,” Maya spoke softly as she pulled out gently, being met with a low whine from Y/N at the sudden feeling of emptiness. “Someone needs a bath.” She ran her hands up the other girl’s sides, and Y/N shook her head no, hiding more into Carina, nuzzling closer. “Mm-mm. Nap.” She stated simply, wrapping herself like a koala around the italian, who just let out a sweet sounding giggle and held her close.
Maya rolled her eyes, getting up and grabbing Y/N, throwing her over her shoulder in a fireman’s carry, swatting her ass and being met with a squeal. “Brat.” She chuckled, and with that, the trio was off to the bathroom.