Nad's place!!

It was nearly day seven of the case. You were exhausted and stressed, so much so that you hardly thought your brain was working anymore.

Your stress was not lost on JJ and Emily, who had noticed when you were nearly pulling your hair out in the station. Unbeknownst to you, they came up with a plan.

That night, while pacing your hotel room, you were snapped out of your thoughts by a knock at the door. You don’t even have the mind to check the peephole before opening the door to see the two of them standing outside your door. 

“Oh, hi,” you say, looking back and forth between the two of them. “Is everything alright?”

“Case wise? Yes,” Emily says, walking into your room, setting a duffel bag onto your desk. “But with you, I don’t think so.”

“I guess I’ve been a bit tired,” you say, watching JJ shut the door.

“We’ve noticed,” Emily says sitting down on your bed. 

“We thought you might need some help destressing,” JJ adds. 

You raise an eyebrow. “I don’t think I follow.”

The two exchange a smirk. 

“You don’t?”

Feeling their eyes on you, your cheeks heat up. “You don’t mean…”

Emily nods, standing up and slinking toward you. “Come here.”

You obey, walking over to her. A hand tentatively reaches out, brushing her dark hair behind her ear. 

“You really think we wouldn’t see the ways your eyes roam over us?” Emily tugs at the hem of your pajama top. “We thought we’d give you what you want.”

You help her get your shirt over your head. Since you were about to go to bed, you didn’t have a bra on. The prickling gaze of the two women falls on your breasts. 

Emily’s lips curl into a grin. “Isn’t she pretty?”

“Gorgeous,” JJ replies, starting to unbutton her own top. “I’m getting ideas.”

Emily laughs in response, getting your pants and underwear off. “To the bed,” Emily guides. 

You nod, sitting down on the hotel bed. 

Sliding her belt off, JJ speaks up. “When you’re staring at us, what are you thinking about?”

You pause, swallowing thickly. “I think about… the two of you together,” you say, a blush littering your cheeks.

“Together,” Emily repeats. “By together, you mean fucking?”

Your breath catches in your throat, and you can only imagine that you’ve flushed a deep red.

The two smile at your reaction, a silent acknowledgement passing between them to indulge your fantasies.

Emily walks over to JJ, toying with the strap of her bra. JJ’s arms wrap around her, tugging her pants off. 

“You’re eager,” Emily comments, reaching around to get JJ’s bra off.

“So are you,” she responds.

You can’t tear your eyes from the sight of them undressing each other. Part of you thinks it must be a prank, that there’s no way they’re really doing this for you. But you know it’s real. It’s more real than anything you’ve seen in a while. 

Once they’re fully undressed, you only have a moment to admire their bodies before JJ leans in and captures Emily’s lips in a kiss. Their arms are wrapped around each other, hands roaming and squeezing any skin they can find.

You’d always thought they must have something happening behind closed doors, but you threw it out as wishful thinking. But now, watching the heavy breaths catch in their chests as they pull away from the kiss, you realize this is more than just a one time thing. Your fantasies have been happening in the hotel rooms beside yours, a thin wall the only thing separating you and the two of them as their warm bodies pressed against each other. 

They see your wide eyes, and smile identical smiles. Both of them crawl onto the bed.

“I’ve got half a mind to just have her watch,” JJ says, “but I don’t think I can resist a girl like her.”

Emily gives a hum in approval, leaning back against the headboard as JJ pushes you down onto your back.

Her hands cup your breasts, fingers running over the soft skin. Your nipples harden at the contact. JJ seems fascinated with the sight. 

She sinks down to the floor, pulling you to the edge of the bed. She gets on her knees, leaning in to kiss up your thighs. 

Your legs mindlessly part, gazing down at the blonde leaning in to suckling at your clit. You gasp, your fingers digging into the bedsheets. 

Emily’s eyes watch as your face contorts in pleasure, each of your moans going straight to her core. She bites her bottom lip, knowing all too well the motions JJ is using on you. She can imagine the way her tongue must be alternating between circling your clit and flicking against your opening. 

Knowing what JJ is doing to you has Emily soaked, her breath speeding up as a hand goes to lightly touch herself. She watches as your hips start to rock against JJ’s face, whines rising in pitch.

JJ can feel the pulsing of your cunt around her tongue. The pool of heat in your lower stomach is making it impossible for you to keep quiet. Every flick of her tongue feels like it’s been expertly practiced to keep you speeding toward your climax.

With a cry, you come, legs locking around the blonde’s head. Your brain leaves you as you go limp against the bed. JJ keeps her mouth on you until she hears a small whimper from the overstimulation. 

When you come, Emily is right behind you, two fingers deep inside her pussy. All it takes is the sight of your open mouth for her to fall off the edge, a low moan leaving her. 

Once she recovers, she goes to the duffel bag she brought into your room. While you’re still catching your breath, she pulls on her strap, joining JJ at the edge of the bed.

“My turn,” Emily says definitively. JJ gets off her knees, letting Emily stand between your legs. She leans down, parting your pussy lips to get a better look at your spasming hole. 

Once she’s satisfied her craving to observe you, she gets onto the bed, hovering above you. She pushes her hips toward you, the tip of the strap poking in your most sensitive area. 

“You know, it’d be greedy for you to just take while the two of us give,” she says, squeezing the fat of your hip. “Maybe you should give back.”

You gaze up at Emily with blown-out pupils, nodding mindlessly. At that moment, you’d probably agree to anything. 

Emily gives JJ a look. There’s that understanding again. They seem to know each other well enough to communicate without as much of a word.

JJ sits on the bed right beside you. She simply watches as Emily spreads your legs, pushing in the tip of the strap. A small whimper leaves your lips as you feel the stretching to accommodate the size of the dildo.

Emily sinks in slowly, watching the way your hole expands around the pink silicone. Your back lifts off the mattress, the feeling of her filling you up reaching every limb. 

You’re watching, too. You can’t tear your eyes from the harness around her hips, the thin trail of dark hair extending up from where the ring holds the dildo in place.

You look up at her brown eyes, the deep color turning almost completely black as she observes the pleasure that’s written all over your face.

Once she bottoms out, she leans back, giving a short nod to JJ. She takes the cue, moving so a knee is on each side of your head. This must be that repayment they were talking about earlier. 

Gazing upwards, you can see the glistening droplets along JJ’s folds. “You ready?”

“Mhm,” is all you can say, pleasure disconnecting the words from your lips.

JJ sits down, and your hands instantly reach to hold her hips. You groan as you taste her, tongue clumsily pushing against her clit. 

Just when you almost find a rhythm in the way you’re eating her out, Emily starts to thrust. You moan as the feeling of the silicone dragging against your walls, and the vibrations go straight to JJ’s core. She gives a small whine, and your hold on her hips tightens.

You adjust so your mouth is over her entrance while your nose bumps against her clit. As you lick over her fluttering entrance, the tip of your nose rubs against the hardening mound.

Emily’s motions speed up as she watches JJ ride your face. You focus on matching your tongue’s pushes into her with this movement of Emily’s hips. As the tip of the dildo reaches deep inside you, your tongue explores the plush walls above you. 

Your mouth starts to get greedy, desperate to keep tasting JJ. You’re sure the taste of her has you even more soaked than you ever thought possible. Luckily for JJ, your enthusiasm has her teetering on the edge of her orgasm.

“Fuck,” is the only warning she gives out before you hear a moan and feel your face get even more soaked than before. Her hands grip your hair as her hips ride your face, thoughtlessly rutting as pleasure washes over her. 

When Emily sees the sight of JJ coming on your mouth, she can’t help but speed up her thrusts. JJ’s head is rolled back, her eyes closed in pleasure. It’s a sight she’s seen countless times, but it’s always as enjoyable as the first time.

JJ rolls off of you when she can think again, laying against the headboard, in the same position Emily was in earlier. 

The sight before her is nothing short of sinful. Your mouth is coated in her slick, the lights reflecting a droplet of wetness falling from the corner of your mouth down your cheek. Your back is arched, and with your lips now free, moans echo through the room. Emily’s got one of your legs hooked over your shoulder, and the sound of her skin slapping against yours is loud enough that she almost worries the room over can hear it. 

You can hardly think at this point. Every sense is focused on the feeling of Emily fucking you. And she truly is fucking you. Her entire mission, her whole body, is zeroed in on the exclusive task of getting you to come around her fake cock. She can see your chest beginning to flush red, heat wrapping around every inch of your skin. 

“Come,” Emily gently commands.

And who are you to say no to the girl who’s fucking you so well?

Your second orgasm of the night overtakes you, even stronger than the first. Your vision goes black and wetness gushes out of you. The force washes away any tension in your body, and every inch of you trembles as Emily pulls out and drops the harness to the floor.

When your vision makes its return, you see Emily and JJ laying beside you. You’re in the middle of a sandwich of warm bodies. You glance at each of them, all three of you panting slightly.

JJ is the first to laugh. A small giggle escapes her lips as you lock eyes, and it spreads to you, and then Emily. 

You’re not even sure what you’re laughing at. Maybe it’s the ridiculousness of three coworkers breaking the rules out of desperation, or maybe you’re all just giddy with pleasure. Whatever it is, it’s contagious. 

Even when the laughter dies, you’re all three stuck with satisfied smiles on your faces. It’s as if all the stress of the job walked out the door, a calm wave washing over the bed where you lay. 

“That was… something,” is all you can think of to say.

“It was something, alright,” JJ says.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind if the two of you helped me destress more often.”

“Just like I said,” Emily starts, “we’ve got quite the greedy girl on our hands.”

JJ lets out a small chuckle. “I don’t think any of us will mind.”

“Oh, not one bit,” Emily says.