Page 26 of The Triplets and the Blonde

“My shift was over an hour ago. I have something I need to get to.” He wrapped his arm around me. “We can come back out here tomorrow. I’ll make sure Vickie is here.”

“I love you,” Vickie called out as we walked away.

My heart crumpled as I entered my cell. Vickie was here. No matter how many times I went over it in my head, I didn’t believe it. Everything I had done so far was with the knowledge that she was far from here. I was so wrong. Now, I would do whatever I had to, to get us both out. Even if I had considered giving The Trips the bag, there was no way I could now.

I fell asleep to thoughts of breaking out of here and grabbing Vickie on the way out. Of course, my dreams were the complete opposite.

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JASON ENTERED MY CELLfirst. He was naked, erect, and his eyes were filled with lust. He slipped behind me and sat me up. I didn’t realize I was also naked until his hands were on my shoulders. Oil slid between his fingers as he massaged me.

I moaned as he released the tension I was holding. His hands slowly moved forward. He rubbed my chest avoiding my nipples. I pushed forward wanting his touch. Needing him to caress my nipples. His hand ran down between my breasts massaging, caressing, taunting.

Derek entered second. He was also naked and incredibly ready. A smile played at his lips. When our eyes met he grinned. He knew how wet I was becoming. Instead of saying anything he sat on the edge of the bed. Grabbing my foot he started massaging it. I moaned louder as he rubbed oil on me. Then up my calves. I needed him to rub my pussy. His hands never strayed past my knees.

My pussy throbbed. Jason caressed my chest still avoiding my nipples. Derek rubbed my legs refusing to get close to what I really wanted.

“Please,” I begged.

“Please, what?” Aiden asked entering the cell. Of course he was in his black slacks and no shirt.

“I...I...” Each time I tried to speak I couldn’t form words.

“What do you want, Kira?” Aiden asked. He lifted my chin to look him in the eyes.

HIs brothers continued to rub me. Neither said a word. Neither stopped teasing me. My pussy continued to throb, begging for one of them to touch me there. I pushed my knees together hoping to rub away the pain myself. Derek grabbed my knees and forced them apart.

“Answer me!” Aiden demanded.

“More. I want more.” I went to reach between my legs and make myself cum.

Aiden grabbed my wrist before it got close. He took my hand and placed it on his cock over his pants. I massaged him, feeling his thickness. I wanted him inside me. I wanted all three of them inside me. I wanted to know what it felt like to have all of them.

“Naughty girls don’t get to have more.” Aiden took his hand and traced the outside of my pussy.

“Please,” I begged again.

Jason started kissing my neck. Slowly at first then more aggressively. Derek started laying kisses on my inner thigh. Their mouths against my skin increased the desire, the want, the need.

“Only good girls get to cum.” Aiden traced my slit still not entering.

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“FUCK,” I CALLED OUT.

Drenched in sweat I looked around. I was in the cell, alone. I had dreamt that. Shit, what was wrong with me? They held me captive and I was dreaming of them. My heart pounded in my chest.

My pussy throbbed letting me know it didn’t give a damn if it was a dream or not. I needed to cum. Not giving a damn who was guarding me I slid my hands down my pants. I was soaked.

My clit was ready, needing to release the tension. I was too soaked. It was hard to get enough friction to orgasm. Shit.

“What are you doing?” one of The Trips asked.

I slightly sat up, still rubbing myself. He wore a suit and a grouchy frown. It was Aiden. Of course it was. At least if it was Derek he would have enjoyed the view or even helped.

“No...none of your business,” I stuttered. I was still trying to get off. I needed this.

“I have eyes.” He stood and came over to the gate.

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