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Gigi had been with Jacob Seed for roughly 6 months. She had known him for longer, but he’d only been in between her thighs for that long. As for a relationship, that was only about 2 months old. It was all still very new, the caring for someone after sex. Jacob was getting better at it, his possessive streak really loving to leave some marks though. Whether it was a few knicks of a knife or just bruises from the way he liked fucking in the woods - Jacob loved making her understand she was his .
Which is exactly why this was never going to happen. There was never going to be a day that Jacob Seed would allow her to do this, but it… didn’t do any harm to think about it, right?... It’s not like Jacob would know what made her come the quickest out of all of her fantasies.
Gigi’s eyes closed, and she pictured the moment that had been on her mind since she first met the Seed siblings. The moment that still was behind her eyelids every time she looked for something to get her off.
…
Joseph would be the one to start them off. He would be pulling all of the strings like he normally did, his voice choosing to be that sort of quiet but domineering attitude he did when he was deep in prayer. The kind of tone that someone uses when they are looking at something with reverence. His words would be about her, about what they were going to do to her. It didn’t really matter the details of what he said, but it was something that put the siblings into motion.
When Gigi envisioned it, it was always in doggy - specifically over something high enough that her feet just started to dangle, leaving her feeling helpless (She wasn’t about to try and get away. It was more about the feeling than anything else.) It was her favorite sex position, and it gave the ability for them to just absolute rut into her like an animal. The type of sex that makes you feel it for days after.
Joseph would be back for a bit, watching it behind those yellow glasses of his as he took in what the others were doing to Gigi. Maybe he would be fucking his hand, but Gigi was never really focused on that part. Not yet. He would show up more later.
Gigi was more focused on John. John’s voice would be in front of Gigi, his hands wrapping around her throat and just closing lightly around it to get her attention. His mouth would be at her ear, dragging her head up to meet him as he leaned down. “You know what is going to happen to you, Deputy?” He would whisper, one of his hands steadily working at himself as he pictured it.
She knew . This was her fantasy after all, but she needed to hear him say it .
“Jacob is going to come inside of you. And when he’s done it’s going to be my turn.” John’s voice was quick and dirty, and it was accentuated with the slow but sure push of Jacob behind her. Timed, perfectly.
The shaky breath that Gigi would let out would cause a groan to come out of John, at seeing her being absolutely taken apart by a single action of Jacob. John’s hand would pick up before having to stop after a second. He wouldn’t want to come, not yet .
It was then that Jacob would really start pushing into her. Gigi’s legs would open even further to accommodate it, wanting to get him as deep as possible. She wanted to feel it, every inch of him within her. And Jacob, god help him, Jacob would give it to her. She knew this for a fact, Jacob never simply fucked her. Jacob bred her. Gigi knew that anytime she fucked Jacob it would end with her completely full of his come.
In her fantasy, Jacob behaved exactly like he does in real life. He grabbed at Gigi’s hips, and pulled her back to meet every thrust he gave. It was intoxicating, the constant push and pull between Jacob and his hands, shoving her against the hard surface in front of them in his hope to bury himself as deep as he can inside.
The noises in the room would be pornographic, no hiding behind what was happening inside if someone where to meander by. Between the animalistic grunts Jacob was letting out, and the high pitched noises of pleasure of Gigi, they almost were louder than the noises of him pushing into her, over and over and over again.
Jacob knew he would not be the last person to come in her, and so when he would push into her one last time as deep as he could to come inside - he was not being that much of an asshole. If this had been real Jacob, he would’ve been more considerate - but in this fantasy it only makes her ache more for John .
The second Jacob is out, John is in. He would talk more, far more, than Jacob would. She didn’t know this one for a fact, but Gigi could just tell it from him. Gigi just knew John was the type of person to tease someone into coming - and he would do just that.
John’s pace would be steady, but it would be the hand at her clit beneath them that would draw her to come. When Gigi would try to squirm, John’s hips would just push her still against the solid object beneath them, pinning her down. It would only make her hotter, feeling that reminder that she was stuck for the time being.
It would be on the second time coming on his dick that John would become unbearable. He would be laughing in between his breathy moans. “Oh, look at that. Again?” He would tease, his lips pulled in a smile as he said so.
She didn’t know exactly how many times John would make her come, but she knew it would have to be more than once. More than twice, probably more than three times. It would drag on and on and on, until finally… He would push into her, following something very similar to what Jacob did - and just come into her. Filling her even more, and when he would pull out it would leave her feeling breathless, with a steady dribble of come falling out behind him.
John would flip her over, his hands moving her exhausted body over with ease. He would give her one last smile, his eyes dragging up and down her disheveled body.
It would be then, and only then, that Joseph would speak again. It would be giving permission to someone who had been waiting in the sidelines, watching with a hand up her dress.
Faith .
Faith would be on top of the solid object beneath Gigi, her dress still on but as she mounted Gigi’s face it would most certainly be without underwear.
Faith would be soaked, tasting vaguely of sweat as Gigi did what she knew was being asked of her and pushed her tongue between her folds. The noise Faith would make would be heavenly, a high pitched little noise filled with a sigh of Gigi’s name.
Gigi wouldn’t be able to see much from where she was, but the look on Faith’s face would be slack jawed, her eyes dropping as Gigi’s tongue dragged itself along her cunt. Faith’s face would be so red, and her lips would part as she let out moan after moan .
Faith’s hands would be at her hair, and her hips would be steadily grinding down on Gigi’s face. Gigi would be absolutely covered in Faith, her chin soaked as Faith worked herself against her. Gigi would also be loving every minute of it, relishing in the way that Gigi’s lips were working her so well.
Faith would not be loud when she came, but she would let out a full body shiver when she did. Her moans would fall silent and she would just clamp her legs down tightly around Gigi’s face as she did. Faith would push down as far as she could, effectively suffocating Gigi with her as she did. Faith would be only there for less than a minute, but it would be long enough for Gigi to start to feel the burn in her lungs.
Faith would push up off of her, and happily tread off onto another part of the room as if she hadn’t just used Gigi’s mouth like her own personal sex toy.
It would then be the grand finale. There would be a hand at her mouth, fingers shoving their way inside as Joseph’s cock came into focus. He would be above her, his dick pushing himself against the top of her face. The hand not pushing itself down her throat would be furiously working himself, in a way that would tell her that he was not a stranger to such an action. Gigi wondered how often it was to her .
Joseph’s hands would switch, and the spit and slick he had garnered from Gigi’s mouth would be wrapped around himself. His other hand would once again push at her mouth, and this time it would be to open it for himself.
Joseph would only slip the head of himself between her lips, but it would be enough for her to taste him. He would taste salty, with just a hint of what he had smeared across himself. His hand would still be jerking himself off into her, closing her lips manually around himself tight with his other hand.
Gigi liked to imagine that when he finally came, his eyes would smash shut and the hand around her mouth would move, this time to her throat before it would tighten. It would be bordering on painful as he shoved himself, finally, deep inside of her. He would groan, a loud noise and his voice would just grunt her name.
“Gigi.”
Wait... That didn’t sound right, why did it sound like -
Gigi’s eyes opened for the first time since her hand had dipped into her pants, and she met the eyes of Jacob as he stood at the end of the bed.
Fuck. How did she not hear him?
Jacob had his arms curled over one another as his eyes dragged along Gigi’s body, following the line of where her hand was buried. “What were you thinking about?” He asked, a small raise of his eyebrows.
Gigi was blushing furiously, partly because of the fact she had been masturbating and partly due to the fact of being caught doing it. “Uh…” Gigi took a deep breath, and her lust clouded brain struggled to think of a reply. “...Y…You know.” She supplied, cringing at the words.
“No, I don’t know. Care to share?”