All peeps in this story are over the age of 18. All characters are fictional, and locations are moderately fictionalized. This is also a story about blackmail, revenge, and force. If this isn't your thing, click away now!
Thanks to Kenji Sato for his excellent editing, without him this would not have been possible!
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Johnathan Roberts was glad he had already busted one nut earlier, or he already would have popped again, because it was really tough to keep his penis under control. He'd had held a 'crush' on Ashley-Brooke Andrews since childhood, bully or no, and Sandy Berger was gorgeous, somewhat resembling a young Helen Hunt. Way back in the day, in their tormented youth, back when Sandy Berger identified as Bi-sexual they'd had sex a few times, but then he was off to school and to separate lives. When they later met again & decided to work together, Sandy was by then a full on Lesbian, so sex was a moot point.
Sandy Berger & Johnathan Roberts had feelings for each other, yet they respected where they were, so it really made for a relationship that was "odd," but what was even more so was the Bully that helped to bring them together was now linking them in a very unconventional, though sexually satisfying, way. The look on Sandy's face was telling, mostly because he knew his face was the same. The feeling was building, and this Johnathan's balls were starting to churn. "Ah-Ah-Ashley-Brooke..." he said, "U-Use you f-f-fingers on S-Sandy..." Now it was him turn to give Sandy the wink.
He slowed, and he could feel her shift. Suddenly, Sandy's mouth popped open, and she gasped LOUD -- "AH!...ASH...Ooohhh...LEYYYY."
Now Johnathan began to power-thrust his thick fat one into Ashley-Brooke, and Ashley-Brooke in turn was pumping her fingers in and out of Sandy while her face rubbed Sandy's slit in reaction to being pumped. There was the wet-sex sound of the two of them, and that, plus the sexual moans and groans proved a bit too much.
It was just by timing that Sandy was first. She had a clump of Ashley-Brooke's hair, and she arched her back, thrusting her breasts straight up as she screamed. In lock-step with her was Ashley-Brooke, who was both screaming her orgasm into Sandy's pussy while her cunt clamped and convulsed on Johnathan's cock, and with a mighty roar he emptied himself as well.
He didn't know how much he dumped when he blew his cork, but it felt like a quart (of course it wasn't) but whatever that amount was, Ashley-Brooke Andrews's pulsating orgasm flowed out a huge amount, thoroughly wetting her spot at the end of the bed. But all that was absolutely dwarfed Sandy Berger. Sandy Berger was what was considered a 'squirter,' and she proceeded to completely soak Ashley-Brooke Andrews's hair, face, and neck/shoulders. Women that do this do not 'pee,' as once thought, but do dump a tremendous amount of liquid when they orgasm. Just by chance Johnathan had an under-liner on the mattress, but Sandy soaked those sheets so much that they were "sopping" wet.
Johnathan laughed as he disconnected and flopped back into a chair. He was able to flip off the cameras, but fact was at this point the thumb.drives were likely full. Sandy had flopped back on the bed, and was laying there staring at the ceiling. Ashley-Brooke lay as she was during sex. On her stomach, her ass in the air. All three were gasping like they'd just run a marathon. They had.
