Day 5: Threesome

Day 5: Threesome

Bradley paced the living room, her fingers nervously tapping against her leg as she waited. She glanced toward the clock on the wall, checking the time for what felt like the hundredth time in the last ten minutes. Laura was sitting on the couch, one eyebrow raised as she watched Bradley with a mixture of amusement and apprehension.

"You're going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep pacing like that," Laura remarked, her voice dry but not unkind. She stretched her legs out in front of her, the very picture of someone who seemed relaxed, though Bradley could tell by the way her fingers drummed lightly on the armrest that Laura wasn't entirely comfortable with the situation either.

Bradley stopped, turning to face her. "I just… I don't know how this is going to go," she admitted, chewing her bottom lip. "This was my idea, but now I'm second-guessing it."

Laura gave her a sympathetic look, patting the space next to her on the couch. "Come here," she said softly. When Bradley hesitated, Laura smiled and added, "We're not backing out now. You've already sent the invite, and Maggie is on her way. Just sit with me for a second."

Bradley exhaled sharply, crossing the room and sitting beside Laura, her hands immediately fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "You're right," she murmured. "It's just… I mean, are you sure you're okay with this?"

Laura tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a faint smile. "Are you asking if I'm okay with having sex with Maggie again?" she asked, her tone teasing but laced with a hint of seriousness. "Because if I remember correctly, you're the one who brought this up."

Bradley flushed, looking down at her hands. "Yeah, I know. But this is different. This time, it's with us ."

Maggie raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a teasing smile as she stepped inside, glancing around the room before locking eyes with Laura. "This is definitely not how I expected to spend my night," she said, her voice light but with an undercurrent of intrigue. "But I guess it's nice to see some familiar faces in… unexpected circumstances."

Laura leaned against the arm of the couch, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied Maggie. "Yeah, well, things change," she said, her tone even but guarded. Bradley could tell that Laura was still a little dubious about the whole situation. She wasn't the type to jump headfirst into something like this, especially given their shared history, but Laura trusted her enough to go along with it.

Maggie gave Laura a slow smile, her eyes flicking back to Bradley. "So," she said, her voice taking on a playful edge. "Is this really your idea, Bradley? Or did Laura rope you into this?"

Bradley swallowed, feeling her cheeks flush as she met Maggie's gaze. "It was mine," she admitted, her voice a little shaky. "I… thought it could be fun to try something different."

Maggie tilted her head, clearly amused. "Interesting," she murmured. "I wouldn't have pegged you as the type to initiate something like this."

Laura's lips curled into a mischievous grin, her eyes flicking over to Bradley with a teasing glint. "Oh, don't worry," she said smoothly, her voice dripping with playful innuendo. "I'll be pegging her later."

Bradley's eyes went wide, her cheeks immediately flushing a deep red as she whipped her head toward Laura, her mouth dropping open. "Laura!" she squeaked, half scandalized, half laughing. "Oh my God."

Maggie couldn't help herself, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Oh, come on, Jackson," she teased, crossing her arms and giving Bradley an amused look. "Laura always did enjoy a little… ass play. But you? Didn't think you had it in you."

Bradley's blush deepened, her mouth opening and closing like she was trying to find the words, but nothing came out. Laura, on the other hand, just smirked, looking completely unbothered by Maggie's remark.

"Well," Laura drawled, giving Bradley a playful glance, "Bradley likes to surprise people." She leaned in closer to Bradley, her hand resting on her waist as she whispered in her ear, "And I like to push her buttons."

Bradley let out a breathy laugh, shaking her head in disbelief. "You are the worst ," she muttered, though there was a hint of affection in her voice.

Maggie's grin widened, clearly enjoying the back-and-forth. "I guess I'll see just how surprising you are tonight, Jackson," she said, her tone light but suggestive.

Bradley swallowed hard, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement buzzing under her skin. She glanced at Laura, who gave her a small, reassuring nod. That's what Bradley loved about Laura—no matter how wild things got, she always had this calming presence that made Bradley feel safe.

"Come on," Laura said softly, taking Bradley's hand and leading her toward the bedroom. She glanced back at Maggie with a smirk. "Let's make this a little more comfortable, shall we?"

Maggie followed them, her gaze lingering on Laura's hand holding Bradley's as they walked. The atmosphere in the room shifted as they entered the bedroom, the playful teasing giving way to something more intimate, more charged. The soft glow from the bedside lamp bathed the room in warm light, casting long shadows as the three of them stood there, the air between them thick with anticipation.

Bradley felt her heart pounding in her chest as Laura led her to the edge of the bed. She glanced over at Maggie, who was watching them with an intrigued expression, her eyes glinting with both curiosity and desire.

Laura's fingers brushed over Bradley's arm, her touch gentle but firm as she leaned in, her lips grazing Bradley's ear. "Relax," Laura whispered, her voice low and soothing. "We're going to take this slow."

Bradley nodded, her breath catching in her throat as Laura's hands slid down her sides, her fingers deftly unbuttoning Bradley's shirt. The soft rustle of fabric filled the room as Laura eased the shirt off her shoulders, her touch warm against Bradley's skin.

Maggie watched from a few steps away, her gaze fixed on the two of them as Laura's hands moved with practiced ease. There was something magnetic about the way Laura commanded the moment, her confidence radiating through every subtle movement. Maggie smirked, crossing her arms as she leaned against the doorframe. "Still as smooth as ever, Laura," she remarked, her tone light but filled with admiration.

Laura shot her a glance, her lips curving into a half-smile. "I've had practice," she replied, her voice teasing but calm. Her fingers dipped down to the waistband of Bradley's jeans, popping the button and tugging the zipper down with the same fluid motion.

Bradley's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation as Laura slowly slid the jeans down her hips, leaving her in nothing but her underwear. She felt exposed, but in a way that was thrilling, the heat between them building with every passing second.

Maggie's eyes darkened with desire as she watched, her gaze flicking between Bradley and Laura. "Not bad, Jackson," she murmured, stepping closer. "You're handling this better than I thought you would."

Bradley let out a shaky laugh, her hands trembling slightly as she glanced at Maggie. "I'm just trying to keep up," she admitted, her voice breathless.

Laura chuckled softly, her fingers trailing over Bradley's bare skin as she pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. "You're doing more than just keeping up," she whispered, her voice thick with affection. "You're perfect."

Bradley's heart swelled at Laura's words, the quiet praise grounding her even as the tension in the room built. Maggie stepped closer, her hand lightly grazing over Bradley's arm as she looked at her with a playful glint in her eyes.

"You don't have to be nervous," Maggie said softly, her voice low but reassuring. "We're going to make this fun."

Bradley swallowed hard, nodding as she tried to steady her breathing. "I'm not nervous," she said, her voice a little shaky but determined. "Just… trying to wrap my head around all of this."

Maggie smirked, her fingers brushing lightly over Bradley's jaw. "You're doing great," she murmured, her eyes gleaming with approval. "Now let's see if you can keep up."

Before Bradley could respond, Maggie leaned in, her lips capturing Bradley's in a slow, deliberate kiss. The sudden intensity made Bradley's body jolt, her hands instinctively gripping Maggie's arms as she tried to steady herself. The kiss was different from Laura's—firmer, more commanding—but there was a softness to it, a quiet understanding that made Bradley's pulse quicken.

Laura watched with a satisfied smile, her hands still resting on Bradley's waist as she let Maggie take the lead. There was no jealousy between them, no awkwardness—just a shared sense of connection, of trust.

When Maggie pulled back, her eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and desire. "Not bad," she murmured, her fingers brushing over Bradley's lips. "I think you'll do just fine."

Laura chuckled softly, her hands sliding up Bradley's sides as she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her neck. "Told you," she whispered, her breath warm against Bradley's skin. "You're perfect."

Bradley let out a soft moan, her body trembling as both women's hands moved over her, their touch slow and deliberate. The sensation of being caught between them, feeling their combined attention, was overwhelming in the best way. She could feel the heat building inside her, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with every gentle caress.

Maggie's hands slid down to Bradley's hips, her fingers teasing the waistband of her underwear as she glanced at Laura with a knowing smile. "Shall we?"

Laura's lips curled into a smirk, her fingers brushing over Bradley's waist. "I think she's ready," she murmured, her voice thick with affection and desire.

Maggie's eyes gleamed as she tugged Bradley's underwear down, leaving her completely bare between them. Bradley's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation as she stood there, feeling both exposed and exhilarated.

"You're beautiful," Maggie whispered, her voice soft but filled with admiration as she took in the sight of Bradley standing there, her skin flushed, her chest rising and falling with every shaky breath.

Laura smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Bradley's temple as she gently guided her onto the bed. "We're going to take care of you," she whispered, her voice low and soothing. "Just relax."

Bradley's breath came in short, shallow bursts, her heart pounding in her chest as she lay back on the bed, her body trembling with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. Laura's presence beside her was grounding, her touch gentle and reassuring as she brushed a strand of hair away from Bradley's face.

Maggie stood at the edge of the bed, her eyes dark with desire as she looked down at Bradley, her lips curving into a soft smile. "You're doing great," she murmured, her voice filled with approval. "Just let us lead."

Bradley swallowed hard, nodding as her body relaxed into the soft sheets beneath her. The warmth of Laura's body pressed close beside her, while Maggie's gaze felt like it was setting her skin alight. She could feel the heat between them, the energy in the room building with every second, and it sent a thrill through her.

Laura's hand slid down Bradley's stomach, her touch slow and deliberate, causing Bradley to arch her back slightly at the sensation. "You're so beautiful," Laura whispered, her voice thick with affection as her fingers traced the curve of Bradley's hip. "I love watching you like this."

Maggie's smirk deepened as she knelt at the foot of the bed, her hands sliding up Bradley's thighs, spreading them gently as she leaned in. "Let's see if we can make her feel even better," she said softly, her breath warm against Bradley's skin.

Bradley let out a soft gasp as she felt Maggie's lips brush against the inside of her thigh, the light kiss sending shivers up her spine. Her eyes fluttered shut, her hands clutching at the sheets as both Laura and Maggie's touches overwhelmed her senses. The sensation of being touched by both of them at once was unlike anything she had ever felt—intense and exhilarating, yet intimate and tender.

Laura's hand moved lower, her fingers teasing the slick heat between Bradley's legs. "You're already so wet," she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction as her fingers slid through the moisture, making Bradley moan softly. "She's ready for you, Maggie."

Maggie's chuckle was low and full of promise as she kissed higher up Bradley's thigh, her lips brushing closer and closer to where Laura's fingers teased. "I can see that," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.

Bradley's body trembled as Maggie's mouth finally found her, her lips soft and warm against Bradley's most sensitive spot. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, her back arching as the sudden intensity of the sensation washed over her. Maggie's tongue moved with expert precision, flicking and teasing in perfect rhythm with Laura's fingers.

Laura's lips brushed over Bradley's neck, her breath warm against her skin as she whispered words of encouragement. "You're doing so well," she murmured, her voice soft but filled with authority. "Just let go, baby. Let us take care of you."

Bradley's head tilted back, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure built inside her, the sensation of both women's touch overwhelming her. Maggie's mouth worked with practiced ease, every flick of her tongue sending waves of heat through Bradley's body, while Laura's fingers teased her entrance, pressing in slowly, deliberately, filling her with a slow burn that made her hips buck against their touch.

Maggie pulled back slightly, her breath hot against Bradley's skin as she glanced up at her. "She tastes even better than I imagined," she whispered, her voice laced with amusement and desire.

Laura chuckled softly, her hand still moving between Bradley's legs as she leaned in, kissing Bradley's shoulder. "Told you," she whispered, her lips brushing against Bradley's skin.

Bradley whimpered, her body trembling as she tried to keep up with the sensations flooding through her. It was too much, and yet not enough. The heat between her legs was building, coiling tighter and tighter with every movement of Laura's fingers, every flick of Maggie's tongue. Her body responded instinctively, her hips rocking up, chasing the pleasure that seemed just out of reach.

"Please," Bradley gasped, her voice barely a whisper as her hands gripped the sheets tighter. "I need… I need to come."

Laura's lips curled into a soft smile, her fingers moving deeper inside Bradley, hitting that perfect spot that made her moan louder. "Not yet," Laura whispered, her voice firm but gentle. "We're not done with you."

Maggie chuckled softly, her tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes that made Bradley's breath catch in her throat. "She's so close," Maggie murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. "I can feel it."

Laura's fingers pressed deeper, her movements more insistent now, and Bradley's body responded immediately, her hips bucking against their touch. "That's it," Laura whispered, her voice soft but commanding. "Let go for us."

Bradley let out a strangled moan, her body trembling uncontrollably as her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing through her with an intensity that left her breathless. Her back arched off the bed, her muscles clenching around Laura's fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Maggie didn't stop, her mouth still working between Bradley's legs, drawing out every last bit of her release. Laura's fingers moved with the same rhythm, coaxing her through the aftershocks, her voice low and soothing as she whispered words of encouragement.

"That's it," Laura murmured, her lips brushing against Bradley's ear. "You did so well."

Bradley's body trembled, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as the waves of her orgasm slowly subsided, leaving her spent and completely satisfied. She slumped back against the bed, her chest rising and falling with every shaky breath, her mind still spinning from the intensity of the moment.

Laura lay beside her, propped up on one elbow, her fingers gently brushing through Bradley's damp hair. There was a soft, satisfied smile on her lips as she pressed a tender kiss to Bradley's temple. "You okay?" she asked, her voice low and affectionate.

Bradley let out a shaky laugh, her body still buzzing from the afterglow. "More than okay," she murmured, turning her head slightly to meet Laura's gaze. "That was… wow."

Maggie, still catching her own breath, leaned back against the headboard with a lazy grin. "I'd say you more than handled yourself, Jackson," she teased, her tone light but with a hint of challenge. "But I think we're far from done."

Bradley's eyes widened slightly, her body still coming down from the high, but there was a flicker of curiosity in her gaze. She knew Maggie wasn't one to back down from pushing boundaries, and a part of her thrilled at the thought of what might come next.

Laura's hand slid down Bradley's side, her touch slow and deliberate. "I think it's time we explored a little more," she said softly, her eyes gleaming with a playful edge as she glanced over at Maggie. "I seem to recall someone mentioning something about pegging earlier?"