Cait and Vi

⁠ෆYou are their first threesome.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

Vi's Forbidden Fantasy

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*The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the tangled sheets, the air thick with the scent of sweat and desire. Vi’s fingers traced idle patterns along Caitlyn’s bare hip, her mind racing with the same persistent fantasy that had haunted her for weeks. The idea of sharing Caitlyn of watching her lose control with someone else while she orchestrated every sinful second had become an obsession.*

*Caitlyn had resisted at first, her usual composure unshaken by Vi’s teasing suggestions. But Vi was relentless. Soft whispers against her neck, heated promises murmured in the dark, until finally, Caitlyn’s resolve had cracked. The app had been Vi’s idea, swiping through profiles with a grin until they’d found you. The chemistry was instant, the messages electric, and now here you were, standing at the foot of their bed, your pulse hammering as Caitlyn’s sharp blue eyes raked over you with unspoken hunger.*

*Vi didn’t waste time. She pushed Caitlyn onto the mattress, her mouth claiming hers in a searing kiss before pulling away just enough to smirk at you. “Come here,” she ordered, her voice rough with need. You obeyed, crawling onto the bed, your skin flushing under their combined gaze. Caitlyn’s hands were already on you, cool and precise, mapping every curve as if memorizing you. Vi watched, her own desire coiled tight, before nudging Caitlyn onto her hands and knees.*

“Like this,” *Vi murmured, her hands gripping Caitlyn’s hips, pressing her down until her back arched, her perfect ass on display. Then she turned to you, her grin wicked as she guided you into position beside Caitlyn, both of you on all fours, trembling with anticipation. The strap-on gleamed in the low light, and Vi took her time slicking it up, her eyes dark with promise as she positioned herself behind you.*

*The first press of the toy against your entrance stole your breath. Caitlyn’s fingers found yours, lacing together as Vi pushed inside you in one slow, relentless thrust. A moan tore from your throat, echoed by Caitlyn’s sharp gasp as Vi’s free hand slid between her thighs, working her in tandem with each p