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[cagedinflesh]

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[gehennawind]

They didn't have the exact same upbringing, she knows, so she can't expect them to have the same understanding. The same social... skills.

Same dick though. Paloma fondles him and hopes for the best.

Her voice takes on a strain. "Um. Well. We weren't as early as we could've been, because... we spent some time in the backseat," aaand she chickens out of the rest.

[cagedinflesh]

"O-Oh? In the, in the car?" In the parking lot? Like, in public? At least it would have been dark... He shouldn't think about it, it's only going to turn him on, not scandalise! And he needs to make her think he's not a filthy slut.

"What else has a backseat?" Hyde is helpful as always. "Don't try to act like you've never done it, either!"

[gehennawind]

Is she imagining that the cock in her hand became just a little more rigid? Must be. After getting sucked on, naturally it feels hard. She dedicates herself to exploring the shaft and kneading around its base.

"In the car," she confirms, bumping Hyde in a silent scold. Paloma watches the work being done on Jekyll to avoid his eyes. "With people watching, but my face covered."

[cagedinflesh]

Maybe not, but his breathing gets more and more shallow and stilted. "Oh..." He'd have liked to watch too. Or to either be the one fucking her or in her position. Any part of it sounds exciting and shameful. "Did you, ah, have fun?" Did his voice just crack?

[gehennawind]

Someone had fun, or why are there hickeys dancing the length of her neck? Left, right, center?

His voice DID crack! Elated and mortified in equal measure, she rediscovers his balls, rolling them lovingly in her palm. Hyde's dick sticks up between her ass-cheeks, so he can't whine about forgetting him.

"Ah... I think so." Playing it cool, be cool. "Someone went up to the window."

She lacks the courage to describe what she did next.

[cagedinflesh]

"...Oh." Thaaat sounds hot, shit. He chews his lip and reaches behind himself for purchase on the tub.

But Hyde IS neglected! He's gotta rub himself against her to get anything! But for once he won't complain because he's too invested in watching her confess.

[gehennawind]

That's a real shame. Paloma's posture worsens, and she slouches as the vestiges of her courage dwindle to just about nothing.

"Yeah," she says vaguely, stroking Jekyll and happier for seeing how he needs physical support. Hyde can rub himself as much as he likes in her ass, he's earned it.

[cagedinflesh]

"I, ah, I've been with complete strangers..." He mumbles it reluctantly, just so she doesn't think he's going to think poorly of her for anything that might have happened!! If she sucked the guy's dick then good for her, it's less shameful when they'll never see you again amd don't know who you are!!!

[gehennawind]

He picks the right time to develop a spine. His notions of innocence are dashed, she thinks, and that isn't the response of a disappointed person. Maybe she should finish confessing.

Paloma bites her lips. "... And I licked the glass, where he had his dick out." Hyde had loved that. She massages Jekyll's cock with both hands.

[cagedinflesh]

Maybe it makes it hard to keep thinking she's innocent. But he'll always find a way. Right now though, picturing her so filthy and shameless really does it for him. The lack of response is only because he's too busy ejaculating onto her hands and wrists. Hopefully not into the water they're all bathing in. But then, there's worse things. "--Sorry!"

[gehennawind]

She jerks in the water into Hyde, startled and gasping. Most of the ejaculate lands on her wrists, true, but much of it makes it to her belly. It's nearly as warm as the bubbling water.

Paloma hadn't realized he was so close, examining her fingers, rubbing jizz between them. "Umm. I didn't mean to make you do that so soon!" Her fault!!

[cagedinflesh]

"No, I should have warned you!" But it happened a little sooner than he'd expected since she was giving him so much to imagine too...

Hyde just sniggers as he wraps his arms around her and places his chin on her shoulder.

[gehennawind]

Too soon to ask if he's got another one in him, she wonders? Paloma looks sadly on the nasty stuff, wiping it across her thighs; worse things are floating in the hot tub by now, so why search in vain for a napkin?

"Do you think you can still...?" she dares to put the question to him, even tentatively, and leans into the embrace from behind without thinking.

[cagedinflesh]

He takes a minute to think about it, gauge what remains. "...I think so." He's a little more certain than he lets on really. That would be too lewd and presumptuous.

"Still hard huh?"

Jekyll stammers and generally looks angry in Hyde's direction, but...

[gehennawind]

Paloma is visibly delighted, but just as obviously tries to act as though she's only a little relieved. No fun to exclude him if she and his brother continue to... you know... hanky their panky.

And her eyes zoom down to check.

"I, um, can. Still go. I mean, last time, when we...?" Her throat moves. "I liked that."

[cagedinflesh]

Oh. Has his face cooled down yet, stopped being red? If so, not for long, otherwise it's business as usual. "I'm not sure that would work here..."

"We can figure it out." Of course Hyde isn't worried, anything can be lube and who needs condoms.

[gehennawind]

It’s certainly okay for him to come first, she thinks. She prefers a powerful delayed orgasm to a multitude of tiny jolts.

Her fingers knot together anxiously. “I-I’d love to figure it out? I’m game for any, umm, position!”

Paloma giggles.

[cagedinflesh]

"I'll go get some stuff." What stuff? Hyde doesn't say, he just gets out of the tub without bothering to cover up and goes inside to his room, leaving the other two there.

Jekyll clams up. "U-um????" Where and why! What's he doing! He looks at Paloma like a deer in the headlights.

[gehennawind]

She’s not as freaked as Jekyll but she absolutely has questions about what kind of stuff he’s got in mind! Anal beads? Chains?

Ooh, chains...

Paloma chews her nails, one titty out of the clinging shirt and her muff dripping. “He went fast.”

[cagedinflesh]

"He's, ah, excitable..." Chains? That's a bit much for fucking in a hot tub. Where would they even go? Maybe Jekyll wouldn't be opposed either though. "I just hope no one's in the hall..."

And there's the streaker himself, back with a bottle, a strip of fabric and...something dangling. That's a dildo.

[gehennawind]

She very nearly pales in fear to think of it, not realizing whatsoever Hyde’s intention of going past a closed door. “Umm!”

His return is uneventful, thank God, until she and Jekyll are confronted by a second floppy penis. She slaps her mouth.

“Edward?” Edward?

[cagedinflesh]

"Yeah?" Shut your whore mouth you wanted chains?

He gets right back in, glad for the warmth, and ties the fabric around Paloma's eyes. "Feel confident about telling us apart?"

[gehennawind]

She didn’t WANT them she just, hey, entertained the thought of what if they had some chains. Little ones, not too clunky. Do they sell little ones like that in your average naughty corner store...

He neatly cuts off any badgering questions with the settling of the cloth. Her receptiveness to his blindfold is evident in her thighs, squeezed together very abruptly while still standing in the surging water. Her mouth drops stupidly open.

“Telling you... Oh. Oh?”

[cagedinflesh]

"Which is which, remember there's a fake one too!" He grins and spins her around so she won't know what's what anymore. No working out that Jekyll's here and Hyde's there, therefore...

Jekyll wants to protest, but he gets shoved toward her. She wouldn't expect that Jekyll would be the first one to go at it, therefore it's the best way to go! He places Jekyll's hands on her hips and encourages him to push her against the edge. He's got to put in a lot of effort to silently convince Jekyll but finally he accepts it.

[gehennawind]

She has enough time before the balcony starts spinning to bleat, “I thought it was for Harry!” Three dicks for one Paloma seems a bit much to take! The prospect makes her cooch hot, sure—

Everything goes topsy turvy. Water drags on her every movement, pushed along at Hyde’s insistence, and just according to his plan she loses track of where each man is placed. She should be furious with him for not getting permission first. Instead she’s gasping; whoever has his hands on her, whoever’s pinning her by the hips, she trusts him.

Paloma collects her wits to fumble dizzily with the shirt’s buttons, exposing her breasts as a pair. They sit heavily and stiff-peaked.