reader, Abby and Ellie sit down and have a very important conversation, decisions are made
cw: smut time babyyy! kissing, fingering, ellie & abby take turns, soft dom abby, switch ellie, sub reader, metaphorical cuck chair in the room, dirty talk, nipple play
You were frustrated, and it showed. Your usual calm demeanour was replaced by a snappy, irritating tone. It made you feel awful, but you couldn’t help it.
Turns out being edged by two hot women on two different occasions with no release in sight, brings out the worst in you.
Today that would be resolved. Hopefully.
You had sent both Abby and Ellie a message to meet you at your campus cafe. You’d gotten a latte in an attempt to soothe your nerves. The notes app on your phone was open as you read over what you planned to say. This would either be the best or worst decision you ever made.
Abby showed up first. The bell chimes with her arrival, you look up to catch her spot you at the table.
“Hey sweetheart.” She shuffles into the corner booth beside you. One arm thrown casually over the back of your seat, the other resting on the table.
“Hello.” The word came out strange, too formal. You cleared your throat. “I’m glad you could make it.”
“Of course. What did you want to talk about?” Abby tilts her head at you, her eyes searching your face.
“We should uh, wait for Ellie to get here.”
“Yes. I need to talk to you both. I figured doing it at the same time would make it easier.”
Abby doesn’t say anything, just settles quietly into the booth beside you. You sneak a peek at her face. She looks calm. But you can see her fingers toying with a loose thread on her shirt.
Another few seconds later and Ellie finally appears. She finds you and smiles. Then she finds Abby. Her look of pure annoyance almost makes you smile. She sits in the chair across from you with a loud sigh.
“What’s she doing here?” Ellie skips the pleasantries, glancing from you to the pensive woman beside you.
“Ellie, I’m glad you’re here. I, um, wanted to talk with you both about something.” You start, opening your notes with shaky fingers.
“I have really enjoyed my time with you both, getting to know you and watching you play has been the best part of this entire year. That being said, I think it’s time we all talk about the elephant in the room.”
You look up from your phone at them. Abby’s expression hasn’t changed. Ellie looks even more confused.
“I think it’s been pretty clear since I met you, that both of you are interested in dating me. And as much as I’m flattered by that, it’s been weighing on me. I like you both, and I don’t want to be the cause of any rift in your relationship. It wouldn’t be fair to either of you not to be honest. So here it is: I…”
The words stare at you from the screen. You open your mouth to say them, to make your silly, outrageous request; but you feel like your throat is blocked.
“I would, uh, I think that.. if you both would like, if uh..”
“You want to see us both.” Abby finishes for you. Not like a question, like she knows this is what you want.
Your face gets hot. You nod, shrug a little, as if it’s not a big deal. “Kind of.. I mean…”
“Hang on. Do you mean you wanna see us at the same time? Or do you wanna date us?” Ellie raises her eyebrows at you.
This is a nightmare. You want nothing more than to crawl into a hole and die.
Once again, Abby saves you from answering yourself.
“She wants us both to be her partners. She’s a greedy little thing.”
You blush even harder, hands flying up to hide your face. You don’t correct her, because you can’t.
There’s a moment of complete silence. You don’t dare look at either of them, expecting disgust, disappointment, betrayal.
Then Abby’s voice breaks the silence. “I would.”
The words hit you. You almost don’t believe you heard them. But she speaks again.
“I mean, if that’s what you want princess, I guess I could learn to share.”
Your heart beats like a wild horse against your rib cage. You hear Ellie sigh.
“Shit. I don’t think I can say no to you babe. And you already know I’m not gonna let Anderson have you all to herself. Not if you want me too.”
“I do.” You whisper from behind your hands.
“Fuck it. I’m in.” Ellie speaks.
You finally chance looking at them. Ellie looks amused and ever so slightly excited. Abby looks impassive. But you sense there are a million thoughts running through her head.
“Just say thank you babe.” Ellie winks at you.
“Since we’re here I think we should talk about boundaries.” Abby cuts in.
“Well, I think we should figure out if we all have c-chemistry I think.” Your throat is dry and you gulp some of your latte.
Abby gives Ellie a pointed look before speaking again, “Now that we’re on the subject, there’s something Ellie and I should tell you.”
“We don’t need to-” Ellie starts.
“We do.” Abby interrupts, turning to face you.
You look between them for another minute. “Tell me what?”
“Ellie and I hooked up once.”
“You, you’ve..” You stammer, trying to process this revelation.
“It was only one time.” Ellie mumbles, arms crossed.
“Well.. twice.” Abby corrects with a smirk. “But just that one night.”
You sit there, stunned, trying to picture it.
Your body gets hot. Very hot.
“Why only that one time?” You can’t help but wonder.
“We were drinking. It was a weird moment. We could barely look at each other after. Shit was weird.” Ellie shifts uncomfortably in her seat, looking anywhere but at you or Abby.
“Yeah, we just agreed to not talk about it again.” Abby shrugs at you.
“Wow.” It’s all you can say.
“Would you ever.. try it again?” You chew on your bottom lip.
Neither of them speaks for a moment. They look at each other, a silent conversation unfolds between them and you don’t catch any of it.
Ellie sighs again. Abby licks her lips.
“Maybe. If you’re there too.” Abby says.
“Oh absolutely. I’ll watch.” You say it as a joke, but then you actually imagine it. Its hard to think about anything else after that.
“That’s not exactly what we mean.” Abby chuckles.
“Listen, I’ve got a class or whatever so I gotta..”
Ellie’s already standing before she finishes her sentence, still not really looking at you.
“Fine. We can all meet tomorrow night at my place and talk more. We have a lot to figure out.”
“Sure yeah.” Ellie says, meeting your eyes finally and giving you a half smile before walking out the door.
“Is that okay with you?” Abby asks gently from beside you.
You nod, worried about Ellie. Is this too much for her? It definitely came as a surprise.. maybe she’s only saying yes to please you.
“She’s fine. Ellie has a hard time processing desires she doesn’t understand, she’s just nervous.”
“Because she doesn’t want this?” You ask.
“Because she does.” Abby corrects.
You want that to be true. “How do you know?”
“I wasn’t drinking that much the night we hooked up. I remember what she’s like.” Abby looks down at you with a knowing smile.
“Okay.” It’s all you can think to say.
“Lemme walk you back.” Abby steps out of the booth and waits for you.
The walk back is quiet. Each of you caught up in your own thoughts. Abby doesn’t reach for your hand this time, and you’re surprised by how much that bothers you. You hold your breath, grabbing her hand and intertwining your fingers. You’re met immediately with the comfort of her palm squeezing yours. Relief floods your system.
Maybe you guys can figure this out after all.
“You sneaky bitch!” Your friend screams at you over the phone.
“We’re talking everything through tomorrow.” You ignore her comment, needing to get everything out.
“What’s to talk about? Just get naked and get it on.” She scoffs.
“I think Abby wants more structure than that.” You think about her face, wondering what she had in mind. What kind of boundaries does she need?
“Why am I not surprised. But I guess it’s a good idea, have you thought about what you’re gonna say?”
Her question makes you pause.
“I didn’t think past asking them and hoping they didn’t hate me.”
Now that you have the space to, your mind drifts to the possible ways your relationship can change. Some of them were scary, and some were so exciting to you it was momentarily hard to breathe.
“You think Abby is secretly a freak?” Your friend’s question breaks you out of your thoughts.
“Definitely.” You respond automatically.
“I thought so. People like that always are. Promise to tell me what you guys talk about, I’m dying to know.”
“I can’t promise you that.. it might be, ya know, private. They probably don’t want everyone to know what they’re into.”
“Fine, but then you owe me a date. Don’t get caught up in your new girlfriends and forget about me.”
You smile to yourself, “Done.”
You’ve been distracted all day.
It’s hard to focus on any of your classes when you know what tonight will bring. At least what you hope it will bring.
After all the talking is done. When everyone is finally on the same page. You may be able to relieve the pressure of being edged, twice.
You get a message from Abby saying that she’ll pick you up an hour after your last class.
Sure enough, she’s right on time.
The drive is short, her off campus apartment is nice. Comfortable, clean. You look around at the pictures she has on the fridge, some with friends, others of the team. Her and what you assume is her dad, smiling together with a dog.
“Ellie says she’ll be here in a minute.” Abby says from behind you.
You turn around, trying not to feel awkward about being in her house for the first time. Abby sits on the couch, patting the seat beside her for you to join her. You do, sitting with a bit of space between you.
“I think so. Nervous maybe.”
“Hey, look at me.” Abby scoops you closer by your waist. You look up at her. “I want this. Ellie wants this. You want this. We’re just here to talk and make sure everyone is comfortable.”
She kisses the side of your head, rubbing your back. You melt into her, exhaling deeply.
“Okay.” You let your body deflate against Abby, enjoying the way she pulls you closer.
You sit together for another minute before there’s a knock at the door.
Abby moves to open it. Ellie walks in carrying several bags of food. The smell meets you and your stomach makes a noise that would be embarrassing if they both didn’t immediately laugh.
“Had a feeling you’d be hungry babe.” Ellie smiles at you, putting the takeout on Abby’s kitchen counter.
“You were right.” You peek inside one of the bags, the smell of fried chicken making your mouth water. “Gosh, I don’t think I’ve actually eaten today.”
Two heads swing around to fix you with disapproval. You giggle at them.
“Sorry. I was just busy.” You hold your hands up in mock surrender.
“You can’t be too busy to eat baby.” Ellie chides you, opening a carton of beef and broccoli.
Abby walks over with plates and hands one to Ellie.
“Exactly. You need to take care of yourself.” Abby says, before moving to the fridge.
You watch as they pile food onto the plate before Ellie hands it to you.
“Thanks.” You take it, still watching them as they buzz around each other. Ellie apparently remembered that Abby really likes spring rolls and got her extra, though she seems determined to hog the orange chicken.
You follow Abby’s lead back to the couch. Ellie finds a place on the floor. The three of you sit, too focused on eating to be nervous about what you’re actually here for. The food is good, you sigh after every bite, savouring the flavours before shoving more into your mouth. You didn’t realize how hungry you truly were.
Once everyone has had their fill, Abby collects the plates. With nothing to distract you, a heavy tension settles in the room.
You clear your throat, waiting for someone else to speak first.
To your surprise, Ellie stands up. Abby is back on the couch beside you, and you both watch her pace.
“Okay. So, I’ve been thinking about this and I have a few rules.”
Ellie flashes her a dirty look. “What’s the difference?”
“You can create a boundary for what you are or aren’t comfortable with, but you can’t create rules for everyone.”
“Sure, whatever.” Ellie huffs and starts again. “I have a few boundaries about what this can look like.”
You face her, pulse hammering.
“First. I wanna have equal time with you. Like if she gets to spend time alone with you then so do I.”
“That seems fair.” You say, looking over at Abby.
“Good. I don’t wanna be left out of things that are important. Like, I dunno, like if you have a party and I can’t go.” Ellie’s tone sharpens toward the end, “Then we reschedule or something. You don’t just leave me out.”
“I can try to make that work, yeah.” Abby teases her.
“We can definitely do that Ellie.” You say, swatting at Abby’s arm.
Abby rolls her eyes at you, sitting deeper into the couch. “Anything else?”
“We don’t have sex unless we can all be there.”
The words make your face heat.
You’ve never had a threesome. And the thought of only having threesomes for the foreseeable future is..
“Or,” Abby says, “we don’t have sex unless we agree to have time together, all three of us, on another day to keep things balanced.”
“Come on Ellie, that doesn’t even make sense. What are the chances we’re all going to be available and in the mood at the same time, every time?”
The question is rhetorical because you all know the answer. Scheduling something like that would be near impossible.
“I-I think Abby has a point.” You give Ellie an apologetic look.
“Shit. Fine.” Ellie sighs, sitting herself dramatically down on the other side of you.
“You’ll get time alone with her this way. I know you wouldn’t want me showing you up every time Williams. That would just be embarrassing.”
“Fuck off.” Ellie flips Abby the middle finger.
“Okay guys. I’ll go next.” You sit up straighter, willing yourself not to back out of this whole thing.
“I agree with Ellie’s boundaries. I would like to add that we don’t share what we do in private with anyone else, unless we all agree.”
They both nod to you, murmuring their agreement.
“I would also say, anything um, kinky, or different, should be discussed before hand.” You ramble as you feel their eyes on you. “I mean, I’m down for some exploration and stuff, ya know, I haven’t done that much but I’m curious about a lot, I just don’t want to be surprised by something that-”
“It’s alright babe, we get that.” Ellie touches your arm, gently rubbing it as she gives you a reassuring smile.
You let your shoulders fall, leaning to rest against the couch again.
“Okay. I think that’s it.”
You and Ellie both turn to Abby now.
“Mine are pretty simple. Open communication. Honesty. Respect for each other’s boundaries and feelings. And trust.” She looks you both in the eyes. “This thing will never work if we can’t trust each other.”
“Agreed.” You hear Ellie’s voice beside you.
“Agreed.” Your own voice is steadier than you expect.
“Agreed.” Abby speaks with a finality that puts you at ease.
“Now what?” You ask the question out loud.
There is a moment of silence.
“Whatever you want princess.” Abby responds.
You feel your pulse jump.
“I mean I don’t have anywhere else to be.” Ellie speaks.
“I mean, I g-guess we could uh..”
But you don’t get to finish your sentence, because you feel a warm calloused hand pull you out of your thoughts and into a kiss. You know it’s Abby just by the smell. Her lips are softer than you imagined, easily guiding yours as they move against you.
“Oh shit.” You register Ellie’s voice, low and thick with arousal.
Abby doesn’t break away from the kiss. She keeps you close with her hand on your cheek. It slides into the back of your head, tugging at your hair just a little. You moan into her, heat rushing through you and swirling deep in your stomach.
“Don’t be greedy Abby, goddamn.”
Abby smiles against your lips as she pulls away. With one last peck, she releases you. You don’t move, unable to fully process what just happened. But once again, it turns out needing a functioning brain is no longer necessary. Ellie turns your head for you, giving you a cute smile before leaning into another kiss.
You melt into her, the familiarity of her mouth making you a little more bold. She finds your waist, pulling you into her, then wrapping herself around you. You giggle against her, opening your mouth to offer her your tongue. She groans, licking into your mouth.
“Fuck. That’s hotter than I expected.” Abby shifts behind you. The couch rebalances after she’s stood up. You open your eyes, scared something has already happened to make her uncomfortable. She meets your gaze and shakes her head. You can see she’s sitting on the floor now, right beside you and Ellie.
“Don’t stop.” She breathes, eyes flickering from your mouth to Ellie’s.
Ellie brings your attention back to her kisses by nipping at your bottom lip. You refocus on her, letting her guide you as she lays you flat on the couch. Instinctively your legs wrap around her, pulling her in by her hips.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect.” Ellie whispers to you in between kisses.
“You really are.” Abby says. You turn your head and find that she’s taken off her shirt. She has a on wife pleaser.
You can see the shape of her breasts underneath it, and the hardness of her nipples. You feel your own nipples get sensitive and bite back a moan.
“Help her with her dress Ellie.” Abby orders.
You lift your arms up, suddenly desperate to be out of your clothes. Ellie makes quick work of the dress, tossing it out of sight. Her eyes drink you in.
“Fuck me.” Ellie starts kissing down your chest, groping your tits and moaning into your skin. You arch up to meet her, head falling back as you feel her breath and lips and tongue chase across your body.
“Do you like the way she’s touching you baby?” Abby asks, she sounds slightly out of breath.
You nod, turning to look at her. She’s still mostly clothed, but she has a hand inside the front of her open pants. You can see her hips moving into the motion of her hand as she touches herself. The sight makes you so wet so fast you’re almost embarrassed. You gasp her name quietly, reaching out a hand towards her.
She takes it, kissing the inside of your palm. Her eyes are glazed when she looks at you.
“Do you like watching me? You like seeing what you do to me?” There’s a whine in Abby’s voice, almost like she’s pleading with you to say yes.
You do, you gasp it just as Ellie’s mouth reaches your panties.
“You’re soaked baby.” She looks up the length of your body, face red and breathless. “Can I keep these?” She snaps the elastic of your waistband.
“Such a perv.” You tease her, but lift your hips in invitation.
“No fuckin’ shit.” She wastes no time pulling the fabric down your legs, pocketing your ruined panties shamelessly.
“Let me see.” Abby looks like she’s in a trance, moving to get a better view of your now exposed pussy.
This should feel more unnatural. You should be more self conscious, scared, something. Having two eyes on you. Instead, you feel powerful. Sexy. Alive. You spread your legs wider for them, sitting up to watch them watch you.
“Oh god, you’re dripping so much for us princess.” Abby’s hand moves faster inside her pants.
“Wanna taste you so bad.” Ellie runs her hands up and down your thighs.
“Go ahead.” You hear yourself saying. “Don’t be shy.”
“Wait, take this off for me.” Abby reaches her free hand up to cup your breast, pulling the fabric of your bra away. You unhook it, allowing her to slip it down your shoulders.
“So pretty.” She starts kissing along your collar bones, hand still holding your boob.
Ellie watches for another second before ducking her head between your legs. You feel her lips kissing your inner thighs and sigh. Abby’s mouth is now pressing open mouthed kisses along the curve of your breasts. You tangle your hand in her hair, encouraging her to take your nipple into her mouth.
You lose control of your body when Ellie spreads you open with her tongue. A sharp gasp leaves you, your body twitching as she flicks at your hard clit. Abby comforts you by licking slow, wet circles around your nipples. She sucks at one at the same time that Ellie sucks at your clit. Stars burst behind your eyes.
“Holy fuck.” You curse as wave after wave of arousal and unbearable need sweeps through you from head to toe.
“Finger her Ellie.” Abby demands, still mouthing at your tits.
Ellie obeys immediately, slipping first one, then two fingers inside you. You moan with relief, bucking your hips now, encouraging her to move. You can feel your pussy clenching around her, driving you insane.
“You want something baby girl?” Ellie teases, kissing your thighs again.
“Yeah, yeah, please Ellie.”
“Good girl.” Ellie bites your inner thigh before thrusting herself in and out of you.
The way she finds your most sensitive spot almost immediately makes your head spin. You feel yourself gushing around her as she fucks into you harder.
“Ohhh yes right there, just like that Ellie!” You babble at her
Nothing in your life has ever felt this good.
Abby purrs into your ear, while her fingers toy with your nipples. “You’re such a mess for us baby. How long have you been waiting to have us both like this.. all over you, making you a cum your brains out.”
“So long, so much, I - oh ffffuck yeah!” You cut yourself off with a loud wail as Ellie fucks you at the perfect angle with her mouth on your clit.
“There you go princess, cum for Ellie, cum for me.”
Your body shakes hard. Eyes roll back into your head, mouth open in a silent scream as you cum. You cum in a way that makes it hard to breathe. Your heart beat is nearly painful as you peak and break apart, hips rolling up into Ellie’s face as she tongues at your sensitive clit.
“Good job baby, so so good for me.” Abby kisses your cheek.
“You taste so good. I could live between your thighs babe.” Ellie says while licking you clean, avoiding areas that will overstimulate you.
You focus on catching your breath, smiling as you soak in their praise. Your skin tingles from the high of the best orgasm you’ve ever experienced.
“Wow guys. That was, I mean..” Apparently your brain is still not working properly. Oh well. They seem to understand you anyway.
Abby takes her hand out of her pants and brings it to your lips. You open your mouth, eager.
“See what you do to me pretty girl? Taste it.”
You moan around her fingers as she slowly fucks them down your throat. The taste is heady and perfect.
“Goddamn.” Ellie crawls up your body, kissing a path to your neck. She sighs deeply, resting herself on top of you with her face tucked under your chin.
“You did so well, we’re so proud of you.” Abby murmurs, pulling her fingers out and peppering kisses along your jaw.
“Thank you.” The words slur together as exhaustion takes hold of you. The last thing you remember is feeling a kiss on your forehead before you fall into the peaceful lure of sleep.
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