Mister Mile a Minute cannot be trusted to treat her ass gently, so he's right out of the running for that until Paloma knows he can control himself.
"Yeah, Teddy!" Using his hated nickname is bracing, infusing her with new courage. After minute hesitation her legs slide apart on the covers, gingerly.
"You promise to go slow?" Her eyes meet those of Jekyll, trusting him, at least.
Ah. "Ass man, huh." No judgment or dismay. Paloma shifts, feeling rather more exposed than either of them with her thighs spread out and knees bent in the center of the bed.
She moves again, this time toward the scattered pillows, radiating heat and uncertainty. "I do, ahh, like ass play. So. It's not as if I've never... you know." Get over here already please God.
It's just aesthetically pleasing???? Butts look nice? Clothed or naked, they're always good? That's all, okay... And Paloma's a good person to be an ass man with.
"Well then there's no problem!" Hyde's quick to follow, Jekyll not so much, but he's not going to just sit around either, so he finally does. One of them's a little more experienced with threeways than the others though, so he looks to Hyde to set this all up. He nudges Paloma into his lap and grabs Jekyll's wrist to pull him over top. A clever ploy to get the weenie to be an active participant - on the bottom he could just lay there!
Alrighty then, straddling Hyde she goes, weight leaning wholly onto her forearms beside his pretty face. Paloma can only look at him for a short while before nerves and embarrassment duck her head into his clavicle.
"The lube," she reminds them in a rasping whisper. Absurdly shy as she is, her pussy glides over the length of Hyde's shaft as if belonging to someone braver.
Don't worry, whether or not hyde cares, Jekyll isn't about to try going in dry. He fumbles for the tube to spread across his cock, another cold glob on her ass that he spreads and pushes in with his thumb.
Meanwhile Hyde toys with her hair, wiggling his hips a little beneath her. Perfectly timing the moment Jekyll finally ventures to push in, He gives that hair a yank backward and stretches up to nibble her chin.
Paloma's entire body goes rigidly unmoving, tightening around Jekyll and making it that much harder to slide further in. "Ah. Fuck. Fuck." Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckffff....
Hyde is truly, irrevocably and unapologetically a damned menace. She blinks rapidly with watering skyward eyes and sinks her claws into his blond mop in turn, whining wordlessly at high volume. Her feet and toes curl like a ballerina's, or else just a young lady who needs to relax or else Jekyll will have a rough time of it.
Small consolation: Hyde isn't inside her (yet) and she only has to adjust to one blunt object stuck up her ass.
"Edward," she whimpers, "shut the fuck up."
Bit by bit Paloma makes herself loosen, relaxing her muscles methodically with the benefit of previous experience. This is what she wanted, this is what she signed up for, nobody is doing anything she isn't endorsing, wasn't begging for-- she welcomes Jekyll in, inch by slow inch.
Wow tell him to shut up will you?? He huffs and grumbles and gets his revenge by reaching down to guide his dick into her while she's still adjusting to Harry. Harry, whose forehead presses to her spine, as if he can hide his head in the sand and therefore hide his shame. "You'll tell me if I should stop...?"
She's at a total loss for words or forming vowels other than 'oh' and 'ah'. Even those come once each. Her lower body burns and burns and hovers, sandwiched in by cocks and impossible to move in turn. Paloma feels as if buckled onto a harness plugging her too tightly to do anything but twitch and be held in place.
"I'll... say." Her voice is a faint thing; it's like a snake has constricted around her pelvis and numbed her head. Paloma's head drops and droops.
Too precarious for them to move at the same time, when they try, one or the other pop out. It would only be worse if she tried too. After a brief moment of squabbling hyde sets them on the right track, alternating. Both sets of hands rest on her hips, holding them still for leverage.
It doesn't take long for Jekyll to give in to the desire to really fuck. Her ass has plenty of cushion of the pushin' after all, smacking into her is good and fleshy.
It is a less than stellar adventure-- at first-- to be the individual coping with their squabbles and misfires. There's a minute where Paloma is holding back tears from the problems and the sensory overload.
"Get!" Cool. Cool, she couldn't begin to think about moving even if they hadn't made her remain in place to be fucked with alternating thrusts. "Hell!"
Their guess where that sentence was headed would be better than hers. She dry sobs into Hyde's skin and chews his neck up like an animal, to match the pistonimg cock from him and Harry and him, and Harry, and humiliatingly she's starting to salivate so much a rope of it trails down her wrist.
Hyde grins as wide as humanly possible, biting back wherever he can. But she doesn't leave him many openings. Not that he minds, he hurts and it's awesome. But then Harry saves his throat for a moment by leaning over Paloma's shoulder to steal her lips. It might be dirty, animal fucking but he wants nice sweet things?
She's somewhere outside of her own mind far enough to forget the saliva-riddled neck and be barely cognizant of Jekyll, until his mouth closes over hers and the softness grounds her.
"I," she about shouts it into him, "fucking love," twisting 'round for a kiss affords Hyde the opportunity to get his teeth in her as roughly as she had him, "whatever you're doing," her lower half convulses and rolls forward, mindless, "to me!"
Hyde absolutely takes that opportunity, and moves his hands to her breasts while he's at it to flick and squeeze. It's Jekyll who pulls her down, pinning her in place when he can't last any longer. He'd meant to be quiet originally, but by the time he comes in her ass, he's entirely forgotten to worry about servants overhearing.
How long have they been at it for, two minutes? Half an hour? Paloma lost her head and sense of time in the same instant they speared her ass and pussy open on two cocks.
She also lost her volume control, as it happens. The vulgarity of pinning her down is what flips the switch from kind of shouting to a few decibels shy of literally and shamefully screaming her delight. She could be saying yes, or she could be yelling it into Hyde's hair. It hardly muffles a thing.
And her arrival means the tight fit got a bit tighter for them, for better or for best.
The other brother was intent on keeping it up, but between the delight it gives him to hear them and the way she squeezes him, he only gets a few more thrusts in. It's a good excuse, his can he not come inside her when he's trapped on the bottom?
Arms wrap around ber waist from behind and a head falls on her shoulder. A weenie needs to recharge with sweetness.
The warmth from Hyde's come is indistinguishable from the flames enveloping her, as Paloma just convulses between them in what she'd not dare insult by calling them aftershocks.
Are they sure a banshee didn't possess her and scream her throat raw? She isn't.
Her muscles feel like liquid nothing to match the mess that just shot up her pussy. All she can do is try to breathe and recover, lying there limply. "... never happened to me before," she croaks.
"Seemed like it!" Hyde laughs, but even he brings a hand up to brush hair from her cheek to better kiss her. "It's the perk of having a twin, arranging a threeway's a hell of a lot easier."
All Jekyll can do is sigh at the vulgar things coming out of his mouth. "I doubt many others would agree with that..."
Although they haven't withdrawn, they are softer and that eases her transition from dick-haze to somewhat coherent. To her appalled surprise, it's only somewhat as Paloma is... what do they call it, not run of the mill drunk--
Dick drunk. That's it.
She groans into his lips, recognizing the sense of drying spit on her jaw and smarting throat. "I... can go again jus' give me a minute..."
Again? Jekyll can't fathom that. After another moment he climbs off the bed and waddles into the washroom to toss the condom. With her back free, it gives Hyde the chance to roll Paloma over for a spoon. "I dunno about that, we're gonna need more than a minute." Sorry dick don't work like that...
Her whine at Jekyll's abandonment illustrates her thoughts nicely.
Paloma, for all her spiritual willingness to be further taken advantage of, teeter totters and collapses without either him or Hyde holding her ass in the air. "Five?" Five minutes and then more cock in fun places? Some parts still twitch and spasm, pieces of a lasting high.
"Uhhh, maybe a few more still." Glad she's enthusiastic though. When Jekyll returns he curls up beside her with an arm over her. This one ain't going again any time soon.
"Please no....." He can't? Don't try to murder him?
Everyone knows porn isn't a perfect reference for the function of real life body parts, her included.
Still. In a rough but increasingly hopeful tone of voice, "Ten...?" Some of his jizz slides down her cunt. Oh. That knee bends and flops aside. Desperately, "Anything?"
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"Yeah, Teddy!" Using his hated nickname is bracing, infusing her with new courage. After minute hesitation her legs slide apart on the covers, gingerly.
"You promise to go slow?" Her eyes meet those of Jekyll, trusting him, at least.
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"Well then, Harry gets his favourite, huh?" He shoots a grin at his brother, who immediately flushes and hangs his head. Payback for the nickname.
"Anyway!!!" He would smack Hyde if it wouldn't call more attention to it.
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She moves again, this time toward the scattered pillows, radiating heat and uncertainty. "I do, ahh, like ass play. So. It's not as if I've never... you know." Get over here already please God.
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"Well then there's no problem!" Hyde's quick to follow, Jekyll not so much, but he's not going to just sit around either, so he finally does. One of them's a little more experienced with threeways than the others though, so he looks to Hyde to set this all up. He nudges Paloma into his lap and grabs Jekyll's wrist to pull him over top. A clever ploy to get the weenie to be an active participant - on the bottom he could just lay there!
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"The lube," she reminds them in a rasping whisper. Absurdly shy as she is, her pussy glides over the length of Hyde's shaft as if belonging to someone braver.
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Meanwhile Hyde toys with her hair, wiggling his hips a little beneath her. Perfectly timing the moment Jekyll finally ventures to push in, He gives that hair a yank backward and stretches up to nibble her chin.
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Hyde is truly, irrevocably and unapologetically a damned menace. She blinks rapidly with watering skyward eyes and sinks her claws into his blond mop in turn, whining wordlessly at high volume. Her feet and toes curl like a ballerina's, or else just a young lady who needs to relax or else Jekyll will have a rough time of it.
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The shitty brother moans for the nails in his hair, but starts laughing when he hears Jekyll. "Christ, man the hell up."
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"Edward," she whimpers, "shut the fuck up."
Bit by bit Paloma makes herself loosen, relaxing her muscles methodically with the benefit of previous experience. This is what she wanted, this is what she signed up for, nobody is doing anything she isn't endorsing, wasn't begging for-- she welcomes Jekyll in, inch by slow inch.
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She's at a total loss for words or forming vowels other than 'oh' and 'ah'. Even those come once each. Her lower body burns and burns and hovers, sandwiched in by cocks and impossible to move in turn. Paloma feels as if buckled onto a harness plugging her too tightly to do anything but twitch and be held in place.
"I'll... say." Her voice is a faint thing; it's like a snake has constricted around her pelvis and numbed her head. Paloma's head drops and droops.
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It doesn't take long for Jekyll to give in to the desire to really fuck. Her ass has plenty of cushion of the pushin' after all, smacking into her is good and fleshy.
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"Get!" Cool. Cool, she couldn't begin to think about moving even if they hadn't made her remain in place to be fucked with alternating thrusts. "Hell!"
Their guess where that sentence was headed would be better than hers. She dry sobs into Hyde's skin and chews his neck up like an animal, to match the pistonimg cock from him and Harry and him, and Harry, and humiliatingly she's starting to salivate so much a rope of it trails down her wrist.
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"I," she about shouts it into him, "fucking love," twisting 'round for a kiss affords Hyde the opportunity to get his teeth in her as roughly as she had him, "whatever you're doing," her lower half convulses and rolls forward, mindless, "to me!"
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She also lost her volume control, as it happens. The vulgarity of pinning her down is what flips the switch from kind of shouting to a few decibels shy of literally and shamefully screaming her delight. She could be saying yes, or she could be yelling it into Hyde's hair. It hardly muffles a thing.
And her arrival means the tight fit got a bit tighter for them, for better or for best.
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Arms wrap around ber waist from behind and a head falls on her shoulder. A weenie needs to recharge with sweetness.
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Are they sure a banshee didn't possess her and scream her throat raw? She isn't.
Her muscles feel like liquid nothing to match the mess that just shot up her pussy. All she can do is try to breathe and recover, lying there limply. "... never happened to me before," she croaks.
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All Jekyll can do is sigh at the vulgar things coming out of his mouth. "I doubt many others would agree with that..."
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Dick drunk. That's it.
She groans into his lips, recognizing the sense of drying spit on her jaw and smarting throat. "I... can go again jus' give me a minute..."
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Paloma, for all her spiritual willingness to be further taken advantage of, teeter totters and collapses without either him or Hyde holding her ass in the air. "Five?" Five minutes and then more cock in fun places? Some parts still twitch and spasm, pieces of a lasting high.
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"Please no....." He can't? Don't try to murder him?
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Still. In a rough but increasingly hopeful tone of voice, "Ten...?" Some of his jizz slides down her cunt. Oh. That knee bends and flops aside. Desperately, "Anything?"
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