No, She's MY Bi Girlfriend!

Lauren sits on the couch when the doorbell rings twice. Her chest tightens. She opens the door and finds both of them standing there. Isiah with roses, Scarlett with a black lace negligee box. Neither knew the other would show up. Their eyes flick between Lauren and each other. The silence cracks. Isiah mutters "Who the hell are you?" Scarlett steps in like she owns the place, chin up, jaw set. Lauren feels the heat rise in her cheeks. She steps between them, one hand on each chest. "Shut it," she snaps. "I’m bi. I fuck both of you. That’s how it is. You don’t like it, walk. Now." Isiah’s nostrils flare, Scarlett bites her lip hard enough to leave a mark. They stare at her, each waiting for the other to flinch. Neither does. Lauren keeps her voice steady but hard. "So you both want me? Prove it. We either fuck the three of us, or you both get the door." The words hang heavy. Isiah shifts his weight, hand clenching the roses until the stems crack. Scarlett swallows, pupils wide, then nods once. Isiah follows, jaw tight. Pride and hunger twist together like smoke. Lauren wastes no time. She yanks Scarlett’s mouth to hers, tongue sliding deep, then spins and does the same to Isiah, tasting lipstick on his lips. She sheds her dress right there in the living room, tits out, panties already damp. Scarlett yanks her own top off, small pink nipples tight, dropping her skirt to the floor. Isiah shucks his pants, cock already thick and heavy, hanging low between his legs. Lauren drops to her knees, lips parting wide for him while she drags Scarlett’s thigh over her shoulder and tongues her open. Scarlett’s fingers twist in Lauren’s hair, grinding down. Isiah groans, hips pushing into Lauren’s throat. Saliva drips down her chin onto her tits. She switches fast, mouth on Scarlett now, two fingers stuffed inside her, tasting sweet and musky. Isiah moves behind, pressing that thick cock against Lauren’s cunt, sliding in with one brutal thrust. Lauren gasps into Scarlett’s folds, moaning around her clit. She sits back, orders Scarlett onto her back on the rug, and mounts her face so Scarlett’s tongue can lap at her slick folds. Lauren leans forward, pulling Isiah by the cock until his heavy shaft rests between her tits. She spits on it, slides his length between the soft press of flesh while her mouth works the head. Scarlett laps faster, sucking Lauren’s swollen clit, fingers curling inside. Isiah’s hips jerk, the head of his cock popping in and out of Lauren’s mouth with each tit-fuck stroke. Lauren pulls off, pushes Scarlett to all fours, and straddles her hips facing Isiah. She sinks down onto Scarlett’s pussy, grinding clit to clit, then reaches back to guide Isiah into Scarlett’s waiting mouth. Scarlett’s lips stretch wide around him, cheeks hollowing as she bobs, sucking like she’s starving. Lauren watches the shaft disappear and reappear between her lips, spit and precum making it shine. Her own clit throbs as Scarlett’s moans vibrate through her flesh. Scarlett pulls away, eyes wild, begging for more. Lauren flips her onto her back again and spreads her thighs, sliding down to suck her clit while guiding Isiah’s cock into her wet heat. He drives in deep, hips slapping, balls tapping against Lauren’s chin each time he bottoms out. She tongues his shaft every time it pulls out, tasting her lover’s juices. When he slams back inside, Scarlett screams into Lauren’s cunt. They move in a sweaty tangle of limbs. Lauren lies on her back while Scarlett mounts her face and Isiah fucks her soaked pussy, his thrusts shaking her whole body so her tongue stays plastered to Scarlett’s clit. Scarlett leans forward to suck at Lauren’s nipples, teeth scraping, pulling hard. Isiah’s thick fingers find Scarlett’s ass, rubbing circles before one sinks knuckle-deep inside her, making her buck and flood Lauren’s mouth with fresh wet. Lauren gags and swallows, arms locked around Scarlett’s thighs, refusing to let her up. Isiah switches holes. Lauren gets on all fours now, arching as he sinks into her ass in slow, controlled thrusts while Scarlett lies beneath her in a sixty-nine, sucking Lauren’s clit raw and tonguing the point where his cock stretches Lauren open. Lauren licks every drop from Scarlett’s pussy, fingers stuffed deep, fucking her steady and hard until Scarlett shakes, voice hoarse, coming with a shudder that runs through all three of them. Lauren feels her own orgasm building like a live wire, heat pulsing from her clit down to her toes. She reaches back, pulls Isiah deeper, grinds onto Scarlett’s mouth. The world narrows to the slam of skin and the taste of cunt and cock at once. Isiah pulls out, strokes once, twice, then paints a thick line of cum across Lauren’s lower back and ass. Scarlett drags her tongue through it immediately, licking it up, then kisses Lauren with the salty load on her tongue. Lauren moans into the kiss, hips jerking, coming hard around nothing, clit pulsing against Scarlett’s mouth. She shakes through it, sweat dripping off her tits onto Scarlett’s belly. When she finally collapses, they fall in a heap—breathing hard, skin slick, hands still gripping whatever they can reach. Nobody talks about leaving. They just stay there, tasting each other on every breath, the night wide open ahead of them.