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Frankie bounced on the hotel bed, smirking to herself as she did. Their little girls trip was well planned - mostly by Mikey. As far as Ray was concerned, there had only been single bed rooms left. She didn’t need to know that there were plenty of double bed rooms left. Sure, they could have done that, but then what would they do? Two of them would share and that would leave someone left out.
If Frankie was being honest there was an ulterior motive to tonight. She and Mikey had been fooling around for a while now. There weren’t really labels for what they were, but it was pretty well understood that if Frankie wanted to get down and dirty with someone, Mikey was the girl to call. She’d let it slip at one point that she was into Ray as well - a sentiment that Mikey echoed. What started as dirty talk - the idea of bringing Ray into their little escapades - spiraled into more.
And now here they were, at the hotel on a weekend beach trip with just one bed. Best case scenario, Ray would figure out that the other girls were into her and would want that, and worst she’d turn them down and they’d still have some fun at the beach.
Frankie can’t be 100% certain, but she saw the way that Ray’s eyes clung to them earlier. She thinks that Ray wants this just as much as she and Mikey do. The taller girl was showering off right now. Frankie can’t think too hard about Ray’s nude body - rivulets of water running down from her curly hair to her full breasts - that right now though or else she was gonna start dripping in her panties before Ray even reached the bed.
“Think she’ll want the middle?” Frankie asked, talking quietly enough that she’s sure Ray won’t hear. Frankie really hoped that Ray would sleep in the middle of the bed. Then she and Mikey could cuddle up on both sides of her, taking good care of her and nicely massaging her titties until she was a whining, begging mess in between them…maybe Frankie was getting a little ahead of herself.
“She better.” Mikey snorted, “I’ve been dealing with your scrawny ass for too long, I think I deserve some Toro time.”
Frankie rolled her eyes, she knew Mikey didn’t really mean it but she knew that she had to bite back, “Yeah well, I’m a little sick of your non-existent boobs myself.” Mikey huffs at the jab before smiling slyly.
“Well, hopefully we’ll get a break from each other today.” Her sharp eyes narrow. Man, Frankie could kiss her right now. Mikey is just so intoxicating in a way that’s totally alien from Ray. Mikey is all sharp edges and cruel words where Ray is soft and sweet. Frank wants both of them so close to her that she can’t tell where she ends and they begin.
If Frankie is honest right now, a night with both Ray and Mikey is a fantasy that has lived in her dreams for a while now. She wants Mikey’s mouth on her tits and Ray’s hands between her legs, she wants to kiss Ray senseless while Mikey eats Ray out, she wants to finger Mikey while Ray holds her to her broad chest. She wants so much, and she’s really hoping to indulge in some of her fantasies tonight.
A few moments later she and Mikey hear the shower stop, exchanging a knowing look as they wait the few minutes for Ray to emerge through the door - her loose sleep clothes sticking to her damp skin and her bouncy curls weighed down with water. God, she looks like a dream come true.
She blinks at them with her big doe, maybe she can sense their scheming from the doorway. “Shower’s open.” She says, but neither other woman gets up.
“Frankie and I were thinking that maybe it’s best if you take the middle.” Mikey says it so smoothly, like it’s casual to squeeze three grown women into a queen sized bed. Still, Ray blinks at her words.
“I guess that would work.” She says, but she frowns as she says it, “I’m the biggest though, I’m not sure that’s the best idea.”
Frankie rolls her eyes, “Come on Ray-Ray, it’ll be fine.” She pats the sheets next to her, “Come and join us.”
Ray’s eyes go wider, but she listens - of course she does. She’s so obedient, Frankie wants to push her and see just how obedient she is, but that’s a venture for another night. She settles primly on the bed, like she’s trying not to put a dent in the cheap mattress. It sags anyway, as hotel beds are wont to do. It’s a good excuse for Frankie and Mikey to lean closer to Ray’s heat.
Her skin is warm and Frankie can still smell the faint residues of the soap she’d used to wash up. She can practically see the gasping breath that Ray takes as Mikey invades her personal space, laying a head on her shoulder. The movement sends her sandy hair sprawling over Ray’s shoulder. Frankie wonders if Ray can feel the hot blow of Mikey’s breath against her neck, it makes her feel jealous that Mikey’s attention isn’t on her.
“Mikey!” Ray squeaks, “What are you doing?”
“You’re warm.” Mikey says plainly. “And soft.” Ray’s face blushes bright red. Frankie is tired of being jealous and decides that she wants in on the fun.
She leans her own head against Ray’s firm shoulder. Ray’s so strong, Frankie has seen her moving gear and boxes of merch like it’s nothing. She bets that Ray could throw her and Mikey around if she really wanted to. It’s yet another thing that she hopes to do in the future - if this all goes well. She thinks that it will. She can feel the rabbiting of Ray’s heartbeat from her position. “Mhhhhh.” Frankie says, drawing out the sound exaggeratedly, “You’re so sweet Ray, you even smell sweet.”
“That’s because I just showered.” Ray says it like it’s supposed to be a jab, but her voice is a little too breathless to take seriously. “Are either of you planning to shower or are you just going to get me all dirty after everything.”
“What’s the point of showering now if we’re just gonna get dirty.” Mikey pulls back to gaze at Ray with half-lidded eyes. “We can shower after we’re done, if you want this.”
She’s clear enough that Ray just has to know what she’s getting at if she hadn’t already. Ray nods in answer, just the reaction that Frankie and Mikey had been wanting.
“This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?” She asks, sounding amused. “I had my suspicions earlier.”
“Maybe.” Frankie smirks, “But you like it, right?”
“I do.” Ray nods, “I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”
“Well so have we.” Mikey said, “Should we take our clothes off or what?”
“No patience.” Ray sighed, “I knew you just wanted me naked.” Still, she lifts her shirt up, revealing the worn out sports bra she was wearing underneath before throwing it to the side. It wasn’t more revealing than anything else that Frankie had seen her in before but the context has her feeling hot and bothered. Ray raises an eyebrow, “Come on now, you wanted this so go ahead and get your clothes off.”
Frankie doesn’t need to be told twice. She stands in a rush to pull her clothes off, earning chuckles from each of the other women. She would be embarrassed if her clit wasn’t throbbing so much. She wanted some friction, she wanted to rut against Ray’s leg or feel Mikey’s hands between her legs rubbing her towards her peak. She throws off her board shirts and shirt, she hadn’t bothered to put on a bra after taking off her swimsuit top when they’d gotten back from the beach so her full breasts are out. As she turns back towards the other two women she finds that they’ve both stripped down to their underwear, Mikey’s sporting a matching set of a black bra and panties. They both look so sexy. Ray flushes a bright scarlet when she sees Frankie’s nipples.
Mikey just smirks and leans closer to Ray, draping herself over the other woman’s back and rubbing a hand seductively up her arm, “Frankie’s not patient. She’s actually pretty easy, I bet she’s been worked up since the beach. She was staring at your tits the whole time.”
Frankie feels her own face heat up. She suddenly feels the urge to try and cover herself, but counteracts the shame by instead sticking her chest out further. The cold air of the hotel is already making her nipples peak up and she thinks it makes her look a little cute. “Like you weren’t!” She protests, “This whole thing was Mikey’s idea.”
Ray laughs, gesturing for Frankie to come closer, “It’s ok sweetie.” She says, “Climb up here with us, let us take care of you.” Frankie could listen to her voice for days. She feels like she’s floating as she climbs up onto the bed and knee-walks over to Ray. She can feel the warmth of Ray’s skin before she meets her, and her full body shivers when Ray’s large, calloused, hand finds her waist. Her fingers flit over the waistband of Frankie’s cotton panties before sliding up her stomach and over her sternum painfully slowly. Each touch of her hands against Frankie’s skin makes the smaller woman’s muscles flitter and her nerves alight with anxious energy. She wants Ray’s hands on her everywhere all the time.
“She likes it when you play with her nipples.” Mikey says, her voice gravelly as she watches the scene in front of her, “She practically begs me to suck them whenever we’re alone. She would probably let you tease them for hours.” Somehow, sex with Ray feels even more erotic with Mikey giving Ray a playbook the whole way through. Ray does as she instructs though, bringing her hand up to (finally) touch Frankie’s nipples, squeezing the budes until the smaller woman is squeaking. Embarrassingly, she feels herself growing wet, practically dripping into her panties from the touch. The more Ray squeezes - eventually bringing up a second hand to alternate between massaging Frankie’s small breasts and teasing her nipples - the more Frankie reacts, quickly dissolving into a panting, whining mess from practically nothing.
Her hips are even shaking, canting up to chase friction that isn’t even there. Ray makes a mess of her just by touching her tits. What was at first a small drip has become a pooling wetness between her legs.
“Fuck.” she whines, collapsing further into Ray and her warm body. “Wanted to touch you.” she whines out between gasps, remembering her earlier plan to get her hands and mouth all over Ray’s body.
The taller woman just smiles at her, a hint of cruelty in her mouth, “Later, sweetie.” She teases. “Just let us make you feel good.”
Us might be a bit of an overstatement though, considering that Mikey is currently doing a lot of nothing aside from watching Frankie like a cat and giving Ray instructions on how to thoroughly take her apart piece by piece.
“You should touch her clit, she’s so sensitive there.” Mikey says, guiding Ray through the act of getting Frankie off. “You should see her when she’s desperate, she could rut against me for hours.” She smirks, much to Frankie’s embarrassment. “She gets so loud, we better hope she won’t get us kicked out.”
Frankie wants to remind her that they’re in a shitty motel rented by the night at one of Jersey’s most popular party beaches, but then Ray squeezes her nipple hard enough to make her moan and all other thoughts are forgotten. Mikey reaches over, pulling the soaked fabric of her panties down her thighs to reveal her wet cunt. When Mikey’s manicured fingers find her clit and rub at her just right. She has experience, and she knows how to make Frankie go wild.
“Mikey.” She whines out, sounding so needy even to her own ears. “Harder, please, wanna cum.”
“See, impaitent.” Mikey teases, “You should let her ride your thigh, Ray. I know she wants to.”
Frankie flushes, but Mikey is right. She’s thought about riding Ray’s thick thighs more than a few times. “Like you don’t!” she protests.
Ray just laughs, high in her throat. “Maybe you should both ride my thigh.” she teases, “Mikey I can feel you squirming back there I know that you’re just as into this as Frankie is.” Mikey flushes a little at being called out, chewing on her bottom lip as she does.
Ray sighs before withdrawing her hands from Frankie’s chest and instead pulling off her own bras with little fanfare. Her breasts bounce lightly as they fall, unrestricted, back against her chest. They’re beautiful, just what Frankie had hoped for her all of her wet dreams. Ray flushes at the way that both other women have gone silent at the reveal of her breasts, “They’re just boobs.” she says, her hands hovering as if to cover her chest.
That won’t do - Frankie thinks to herself - she quickly climbs astride Ray’s thigh, moaning as her swollen cunt makes contact with the smooth skin. She leans forward, kissing at the nipple to show her appreciation. “They’re just the cutest tits ever.” she says, pulling back enough to speak before diving mouth first back into Ray Toro’s tits. As she laves her attention onto them with kisses, nips and lips against her nipple, her hips start rocking as if of their own accord, chasing friction from Ray’s skin. She moans, the wet glide getting easier with each pass. She thinks she could cum just from this - from riding Ray’s thigh as she sucks on her tit. “Come on Mikey, you’re missing out.”
Beside her, Frankie can vaguely see the outline of Mikey stripping down, but she does feel it when Mikey slides in beside her, straddling Ray’s thigh herself and pressing her cunt up against Ray’s other leg. Like this, their hips and thighs are pressed tight together, limbs in a tangle as they rut up against Ray. The taller woman is flushed bright rest, her hands bracing herself on the bed as both smaller women ride her for all she’s worth. Her tits are honest to god jiggling with every rut of their hips, creating a hypnotic display that Frankie wishes she could watch over and over again. They’re not even touching Ray’s clit and she looks like she’s about to fall apart.
Frankie smirks against her nipple before pulling it into her mouth and sucking hard against the nub, drawing a high whine out from Ray’s throat. God, she wants to hear that sound over and over until the end of time. Next to her, Mikey does the same, grinding down wildly against Ray’s thigh as she teases at her nipple. Frankie knows from experience that Mikey is amazing with her mouth, so she knows that Ray must be going wild from the sensation. She can’t think about Ray too much as soon she realizes that she’s fast approaching her own peak, feeling that tight feeling of relief building in her stomach. She whines and moans, her hips speeding up as she brings herself to the edge before finally cresting and falling over, the feeling so intense that she cries out. She leaves Ray’s thigh a sticky mess as she falls forward in ecstasy.
In the few seconds it takes for her to catch her breath, she blinks her eyes open to see Ray looking at her with such an intimate expression that she thinks she must be dreaming, “Frankie, you’re so adorable when you cum.” She says softly, “So pretty.” Frankie blushes red. She could have almost forgotten about their other companion if it weren’t for the breathy moans that Mikey is letting out from each rub. Frankie knows that noise from their prior escapades, and she knows that it means that Mikey is getting close.
“Come on, let’s help Mikey out.” She teases, finally feeling like she can get back at Mikey for her earlier teasing. She has a pretty good idea what Mikey needs, and makes short work of rearranging her position so that her back is against Ray’s chest. She grabs Ray’s hands and playfully leads them up to Mikey’s tits, “Just do what you did to me earlier.” she teases, before she drops her hand down and shoves two fingers into Mikey’s hole without much fanfare.
She’s familiar with Mikey’s body, and knows that this isn’t too much for her. Mikey squeaks, but her hips snap up to meet Frankie’s thrusts as they create a rolling rhythm, Frankie fucking Mikey on her fingers and Mikey riding her way through the pleasure. Ray watches in awe over Mikey’s shoulders, her hands dutifully teasing at Mikey’s breasts as she does so. Unsurprisingly, it doesn’t take long for Mikey to reach her own peak, crying out as Frankie feels a small burst of liquid hit her hand where it’s still thrusting into Mikey.
“Good job honey.” Ray rubs at her stomach, her chest, her arms as Mikey comes down from the edge, “You did so good for us, both of you did so good. So pretty for me.”
Frankie feels a burst of pride, and can see that pride reflected in Mikey’s own face. Praise from Ray always feels good, Ray is really good at making the people around her feel good, and it appears that sex is no different.
It hits Frankie that tonight had been about having sex with Ray Toro, but aside from playing with her boobs while they rode her, she and Mikey hadn’t really done much for the other woman.
“You should take your panties off.” Frankie says, her voice raw from all the moaning, “I’ve been wanting to taste you for a long time.” Ray blushes a bright red.
“You’re sure?” she asks, voice suddenly small. Frankie wonders how she can be shy when both her and Mikey’s slick are currently drying on her thighs.
“So sure.” Frankie assures her, “Been wanting this for a long time.”
Ray nods, but still manages to look so bashful and innocent as she peels her underwear down her legs to reveal her own dripping sex. She’s beautiful, trimmed but not shaved - just how Frankie likes it - even though she hasn’t been touched here yet, she’s already glistening with arousal. Frankie’s mouth is watering at just the idea of feeling the taste of Ray against her touch.
Her fingers find Ray’s labia, gently spreading them so that she can see her fully. Next to her, Mikey crowds in to get a better view. For a few seconds the three of them stay like that in silence, Frankie and Mikey admiring Ray in awe while Ray spreads her legs and leans back, fully nude in front of them for the first time.
“Guys!” She says, her face bright red.
“We’re not even doing anything.” Frankie points out, as if to accentuate her words, she runs the fingers of her left hand gently over the outside of Ray’s clit. The barest touch has Ray quivering, throwing her head back in a gasp. Frankie smirks, she loves a responsive woman. That alone was all the convincing she needed to dive straight in between Ray legs and start eating her out like a woman starved.
She laps first at Ray’s clit, brushing the flat of her tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves first, before swirling around it in a motion that makes Ray let out a sound not unlike all the air leaving her lungs. Frankie decides that she wants to find out all about the noises that Ray Toro makes while she’s getting eaten out and doubles her efforts, lapping lower until she’s circling around Ray’s hole. They haven’t talked about penetration, but Ray doesn’t try to move her away from her hole, so Frankie keeps teasing at it, poking just the tip of her tongue into the wet heat that is Ray’s pussy.
She looks up, her eyes meeting Ray’s as her nose presses right into her pubic mound, the soft, clean, hair there tickling at her face. Ray looks so lost in pleasure, Mikey has returned to kissing her boobs, her pink tongue lapping over the nipple as she kisses higher and higher until she’s reached Ray’s chin. Frankie watches in delight as Mikey pulls Ray into a filthy kiss that she totally wants to feel for herself - but first - she needs to finish eating Ray out until she sees god. She doubles her efforts, coming to a comfortable rhythm of teasing at Ray’s clit then her hole and sticking as much of her tongue as she possibly can into the opening to make Ray let out those gorgeous moans of hers. Frankie is chasing those noises, when Mikey suddenly shifts next to her, shoving her to the side - but not away from - Ray’s clit.
“Greedy,” She chides, “I wanted a turn too.”
Frankie just smirks, “No one said you couldn’t join.” She shifts her body over, giving Mikey enough room to lick at Ray’s clit at the same time as her. She’s never tried this before, but it feels just as hot as watching it in porn did. Ray seems to be enjoying herself too, her chest - and breasts - heaving from the stimulation.
“Oh God,” She says, her voice high in a way that Frank thinks might mean that she’s about to come. “Keep doing that. Just-just keep doing that.”
The girls don’t need to hear that twice, they kiss and lick at Ray’s clit and hole, going so fast that there’s practically no rhythm to it. More than once, Frankie’s tongue brushes over Mikey’s and they just keep going. It’s hot, and Frankie hopes that the view of their little experiment is just as hot to Ray.
Ray’s moans increase in pitch, eventually crescendoing in a noise that signals that she’s reached her limit. Frankie slows down, but doesn’t stop. Mikey does the same. The two of them keep going until Ray regains enough composure to physically push their heads away from her pussy.
“Enough.” She says gently, “I don’t think I have another one in me.” Frankie is a little bummed, she thinks she could make Ray Toro cum all night long and never be bored. But hey, maybe this didn’t have to be a one time thing.
“In the morning?” she asks, half-teasing half-serious.
Ray looks at her as if she can’t believe that Frankie is really asking that. “Maybe.” She finally admits, “We have the hotel tomorrow night too, right?”
Mikey nods, “We can fuck all night tomorrow if you want to.” She lowers her eyelids, suddenly sounding more genuine and less teasing than she had earlier. “And it doesn't have to end here.”
“I don’t want it to.” Ray said genuinely, “You’re both amazing, I really meant what I said.” Frankie’s cheeks feel warm, “I’m really happy that you two wanted me enough to plan this, but you know we didn’t have to come all the way to the beach.”
Mikey shrugs, “But we wanted to. It makes it fun.” she looked over the three of them, all a little sweaty, dirty and covered in fluids, “Now the real question is if Frankie wants to cum again or if we should wash up before all the cum starts to dry.”
Frank feels like her face is on fire…but Mikey has a point. She was the first to come and the act of eating Ray out got her all worked up again. She can feel that she’s already wet, and she doubts that it would take long for her to really be in the mood.
“Well, if you’re offering.” She started, but before she could finish what she was about to say, Ray grabs her by the waist and hoists her up, pulling her nice and close.
“I think I ought to return the favor.” she said smoothly, pushing Frankie onto her back and grabbing her thighs to spread her legs wide, “Be good for us, Frankie.”
Frankie can’t even squeak as she feels Mikey’s hands find her chest and Ray’s tongue hits her clit. She’s so glad that Mikey arranged this beach trip, and even more glad that Ray was interested. As Ray works her over in short, flat bursts of tongue she thinks that she could probably do this for hours with both of these women. She can’t wait for whatever tomorrow has in store, she hopes for more of the same.