#thurple

DEJA was flat on her back, writhing against soft white sheets, her thighs twitching with every flick of his wrist. Her brown eyes fluttered shut, then flew open again, only to fall closed once more - lost in the waves of pleasure crashing through her.

This was all her fault.

Had she remembered to switch back over from her private tab, they wouldn't have seen all the saved videos on there. They would've just looked up a restaurant on Google like planned, and been on their way. Hell, Deja could have even been knocked out by now, deep in La La Land.

But no, she fucked up and now she had to pay for it.

A wet slap echoed in the room, jolting her back from her spiraling thoughts. Her hips jerked upwards as a sudden sting prickled between her legs. Looking down, she locks eyes with Jimmy who stared up at her like a man starved - wild, dark-eyed, pupils blown wide with lust. He didn't break eye contact as he slowly pushed his two thick fingers back into her now slightly red and stinging pussy.

Deja arched from the mixture of pain and pleasure that was overwhelming her senses, gasping with a sharp breath, "Oh my God, yes!"

He was making music with her pussy; he flexed and scissored them slowly before curling deep with precision. The slick, obscene sounds filled the air, getting louder the more he skillfully moved his hand.

"I'm touching my pussy?" He asked, voice a deep rumble in his chest that made her wall clamp around him like a vice. “Hm? I’m all up in my pussy, ain’t I?”

“Yes, baby,” Deja moaned, slurring the words, “Ooo you all up in there, so fuckin’ deep.”

Jimmy gave a low hum of approval before glancing down at the floor, “Not as deep as my dick in her throat.”

Below him was Naomi, on all fours, leaned in close, lips sealed tight around his cock. She moaned in response to the praise, sucking harder, hollowing her cheeks. He rewarded her with a few quick, brutal thrusts, making her choke just enough to earn a gleam in his eyes.

He reached down with his free hand, grabbed Naomi by her hair, and pulled her mouth off his dick with a clean, filthy pop.

Taking the opportunity, Jimmy spit straight into her mouth. Naomi swallowed it eagerly, her tongue immediately sliding along his length again - slick with spit, warm, hungry. She didn’t miss a beat, swirling her tongue around the head before taking him deep again, all the way to the base.

Jimmy exhaled hard, his eyes fluttering shut. “Ohh, yeah. She’s takin’ it real deep. I’m talkin’ all the way, baby.”

He glanced over at Deja, who was already staring up at him, lips parted, chest rising quick, hanging onto his every word.

“You can take it all the way too, can’t you, Pretty Girl?”

Deja nodded with her bottom lip poked out, eyes full of heat and need. That look alone made his cock twitch hard; Naomi gagged again around him, but Jimmy was already shifting focus, leaning forward, spreading Deja’s thighs wider with one hand.

“Yeahhh,” he growled, “Let’s take it all the way.”

He shoved his fingers back into her with a speed that made her jerk, the sudden stretch dragging a loud cry from her throat. Deja’s pussy squelches and gushed at the action - slick, swollen, and so damn responsive. Puffy pink lips fluttered around his knuckles, struggling to keep him out, but already giving in. Juices were slowly trickling out and onto the bed, making a small wet spot.

Jimmy wanted to make that spot bigger. He wanted to make her squirt right then and there - he could have done so easily. But, then the memories of what Naomi found on Deja’s phone came flooding back and he had to close his eyes to pace himself. He could make her squirt in the morning, tonight they were fulfilling her desires one fuck at a time.

Jimmy’s fingers plunged in and out of her relentlessly, dragging over every sensitive ridge inside her. Deja’s moans came in broken, breathy bursts, her hips twitching with each stroke. Her curls stuck to her damp forehead, chest rising and falling like she’d just run a mile.

“Look at you,” he murmured, eyes locked on her soaked center. “So fuckin’ messy for me.”

Deja bit her bottom lip but couldn’t hold back the whimper that escaped when he twisted his fingers inside her, pressing up into that soft, spongy spot that made her toes curl. Her thighs tensed around his hand, and she reached down, blindly gripping at the sheets as if to ground herself.

“Jimmy,” she gasped, “I can’t- baby, I can’t-”

“Yes, you can,” he cut in, his voice firm but low, coaxing her toward that edge. “You gon’ come for me right here. All over my fingers. I feel it, shit, she’s fuckin’ creaming.”

Deja’s back arched again, her body betraying her best efforts to ignore pleasure just for a little longer. Her pussy clenched down hard, a desperate rhythm, fluttering around his fingers like it was trying to pull him in deeper.

He leaned over her, pressing soft and wet kisses all over her stomach and pussy mound. “Don’t hold back, baby,” he mumbled into her skin, “Let go. Daddy's got you.”

Deja’s breath hitched as she tried to hold on until she just couldn't.

Her whole body jolted: legs trembling, stomach tightening, and a high, desperate moan pouring from her throat as she came. Her pussy squeezed his fingers in pulsing waves, wetter than ever now, creamy slick dripping down the crease of her ass. Jimmy never slowed, working her through every second, pushing her through the aftershocks with more hot kisses until she was squirming and crying out again from oversensitivity.

He pulled his fingers slowly and gently, staring down at her wrecked body with pride.

“Look at you,” he said again, softer now. “My pretty girl.”

Deja lay limp, lips parted, breath shuddering. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, glossy and dazed, still caught in the afterglow. Jimmy looked back down at Naomi, his fingers still glistening with Deja’s slick. He offered them to her without a word.

Naomi’s eyes lit up. She opened her mouth and took them in, slow and deliberate, never breaking eye contact with him. Her tongue curled around each digit like she was savoring a treat meant just for her. When she pulled off with a soft pop, she hummed low in her throat.

“There you go, mamas,” he praised, dragging his wet fingers down her chin before turning his attention back to Deja.

She was still laid out, breathless and glowing, her thighs slightly parted like her body hadn’t figured out how to close again. Jimmy leaned over and kissed the inside of her knee, trailing soft kisses up the length of her calf, slow and reverent now.

“Came so hard for me, Pretty Girl,” he murmured, lips brushing over her skin. “But we not done with you yet.”

Naomi got off the floor and crawled up beside Deja, her naked body warm and close. One of Naomi’s hands slid gently up Deja’s neck, while the other was gripping her hair firmly, lifting her into a slow, open-mouthed kiss. Deja melted into it, tasting herself on Naomi’s lips, moaning softly into her mouth. Jimmy sat back for a second, watching them with a dark hunger in his eyes, stroking himself slowly.

Naomi’s lips migrated across Deja’s cheek and down her neck to her sternum, where she paused, feeling the frantic pulse beneath her skin. That made her smile - Deja was still riding the edge, breathless and dazed, already on the verge of unraveling again.

Naomi turned her head, dragged her tongue over the swell of Deja’s breast, then wrapped her lips around one nipple and sucked hard.

Deja cried out softly, arching into her mouth, the sudden heat making her hips roll instinctively. Naomi didn’t let up, she flicked her tongue in tight, teasing circles before switching to the other breast, kissing and sucking, leaving glistening trails behind. Her hand never left Deja’s hair, holding her steady, grounding her in the moment.

“Mmm,” Naomi hummed against her skin, her voice low and hungry. “You're still so sensitive…”

“Too sensitive,” Deja whispered, squirming, but there was no real protest in her voice. Her eyes fluttered open, finding Jimmy’s dark gaze still locked on her.

He was still on his knees on the floor, hand wrapped tight around his cock, stroking slow and steady. The muscles in his thighs were flexing, the veins in his forearm standing out as he watched her fall apart again under Naomi’s mouth. He couldn't help but mumble out soft moans as Naomi straddles Deja, breast still in mouth, and arches her back to where her glistening pussy presented itself to Jimmy.

Naomi didn't even have to ask. He immediately stood up - one foot on the floor, one knee bent on the bed - and spread Naomi's soft checks apart. He wasted no time in dragging his thick and hot tongue all over her pussy, swirling around eagerly trying to collect as much juices and slick as he could. And when he gathered all of that, he pushed his tongue deep inside Naomi, searching for more. Taken by surprise, Jimmy's actions caused Naomi to buckle forwards, removing the hand wrapped in Deja's hair to brace herself against the headboard. Moaning into her skin, Naomi sucks, licks, and nips at Deja's chest, making the two mounds glistening with a sinful mixture of spit and her own cum.

Deja could barely keep still now - Naomi's weight atop her, the heat of her mouth, and now the deep, rhythmic moans Jimmy let out between her thighs - it was all too much. Her breath hitched again, thighs trembling as Naomi’s teeth grazed her nipple just right.

"Fuck," Deja whimpered, arching into the contact, her back bowing prettily.

Naomi smiled against her skin, lips wet and slightly swollen. “That’s it, Pretty Girl. Stay right there for me.”

Behind her, Jimmy was devouring Naomi with the passion of a starved man. His fingers dug into her ass as he licked and fucked her with his mouth, tongue working in deep, filthy circles. When Naomi moaned loud against Deja’s chest, it vibrated through her ribcage, and Deja swore she could feel it all the way down to her pussy.

Naomi's hips rocked back into Jimmy’s face involuntarily, chasing his tongue, and he responded with a low, pleased grunt that only spurred her on more. She spread her legs wider, bracing herself fully, and looked down at Deja with flushed cheeks and hooded eyes.

"You wanna know what he's doing?" Naomi whispered breathlessly against Deja’s throat. “He’s eating my pussy while I suck on these big ass titties." She slapped Deja's left breast, causing it to jiggle and bounce slightly. "Mhm, we got him real fuckin' hungry tonight.”

Deja nodded, dizzy and dazed, lips parted as her hands gripped the sheets tight. Her body felt like it was floating - no thought, just heat and want and sensation.

Naomi tried to return to her assault on Deja’s breasts, but Jimmy was eating her pussy like he was trying to swallow her soul - his whole mouth engulfed her, full and lush beard rubbing hard against her clit and inner thighs. Naomi couldn’t help herself; she started grinding on his face, head thrown back in pleasure, moaning wildly as her breasts bounced right in front of Deja’s face.

"Unh, unh, unh, Jim-my! Fuck Daddy, that's right, eat my pussy. Eat my fucking pussy!"

While Naomi praised him, Deja had her own mission. She was playing fishhook with Naomi’s breasts, tongue out and mouth wide as she stretched her neck to catch one of her nipples. She missed once, twice, then finally locked her lips around the lucky one, sucking hard, flicking her tongue around like it was the only thing keeping her alive.

Naomi almost collapsed from the double-team. She whimpered, body shaking, hips pushing into Jimmy’s mouth while her hands flew to Deja’s head, cradling it close.

Loud moans and sloppy, wet smacks - like straight-up water - echoed from where Jimmy worked, his tongue thrusting deep while his palms gripped her ass, encouraging her to ride his face. He met every bounce with a matching thrust of his tongue, then smacked her cheeks twice, the sound sharp and filthy. “Ooo, y’all,” Naomi cried out, voice cracking, “Y’all got me leaking! Unh - holy shit, this feels so good. I’m gonna cum in a minute, oh my God!”

Fuck a minute, Deja and Jimmy thought at the same time.

Without a word, they both intensified their rhythm: Jimmy’s tongue pressing deeper, and Deja’s mouth sucking harder. Naomi didn’t stand a chance. She fell apart in less than twenty seconds, her body jerked as the first wave hit her - back arched, mouth parted in a silent scream before it cracked into a loud, guttural cry.

“FUCK, I’m-!” Her sentence broke off into a helpless sob as her thighs trembled and ass shook against Jimmy's face. She tensed up hard, the orgasm ripping through her like a shockwave, her pussy clenching against Jimmy’s tongue, slick gushing with no mercy.

Deja held her through it, arms locked tight around her waist, mouth never leaving her nipple. She sucked like she was trying to drink Naomi dry, her tongue flicking relentlessly, determined to ride that high with her. Naomi collapsed forward again, this time allowing herself to fall on top of Deja, burying her face into her neck with trembling kisses and broken gasps, mumbling incoherent praise against her damp skin.

Jimmy finally pulled back with a wet gasp of his own, face absolutely soaked, beard glistening with Naomi’s release. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking, chest heaving.

“Yeah,” he chuckled darkly, admiring the view of Naomi shuddering on top of Deja. “Now that's how I like to eat.”

Naomi didn’t even have the strength to sass him. Her body was boneless, draped across Deja like a satisfied, sweaty blanket.

Deja giggled breathlessly, still licking her lips. “She said a minute,” she murmured, taunting, voice low and teasing. “Didn’t even last half of one.”

“I was set up,” Naomi panted, muffled against her neck. “Y’all some cheatin’ ass freaks.”

Jimmy leaned over and kissed Naomi’s spine, then licked a slow stripe up between her shoulder blades just to make her shiver.

“You love it though,” Jimmy murmured, voice low and rough. Then his gaze snapped over to Deja, eyes burning with that same hunger from before.

“My pussy need a longer break or what?”

He wasn’t really asking, he already knew the answer. Without waiting for confirmation, he gently shifted Naomi to the side, letting her catch her breath. Then he climbed fully onto the bed, settling between Deja’s thighs like he belonged there.

Her body was already trembling, cunt still glistening, lips parted, breath catching as her eyes locked on him. She looked starved for him - just as desperate as he was.

Deja reached for him, fingertips grazing his jaw. “Mm-mm. She ready, Big Daddy. She want it all. Don’t hold back.”

Jimmy growled low in his throat and grabbed her thighs, pushing them up until her knees kissed her chest, folding her open. “Is that what she said?” he asked, voice husk with lust. He dragged his middle finger through her folds, slow and deliberate, groaning at the creamy sound. “Mmm, she talking. Pretty ass pussy. I’m ‘bout to eat it.”

“Yeah,” Deja moaned, arching her hips, “Eat her, baby.”

Jimmy leaned in and gave her a long, filthy stripe up her pussy, then pulled back with a smirk and a click of his teeth. “Sweet ass pussy. Don’t make no fucking sense.”

He dove back in, this time swirling his tongue around her clit, teasing it with lazy, wet circles. Deja twitched, gasping, hips trying to chase his mouth.

“Mhm,” he hummed against her, licking again, deeper, messier. “Imma get my fill tonight. Y’all gon’ feed me today.”

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A/N: So that was the first part… as you can see this stuff is LONG 🤣 I’ll start editing the second part tmr, hope y’all enjoyed it! Any feedback is much appreciated!

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