C4 Stumbling into my Ex's room again

MACKENNIE'S POV

Today, I had sent for two junior students; Tara and Kim to my room. To pleasure me, of course.

They are currently on my bed, butt naked, playing with themselves as per my instruction.

I want to watch a live porn in order to get turn on. But it is so easy to get wet whenever I see Rosie.

I had ordered them each to touch their own bodies and cum for me to see. I am currently sitting on a sofa in my room while I watch.

Tara's legs are wide apart as she keeps scissoring her pussy slowly with her fingers and squeezing her tits simultaneously.

Meanwhile, Kim is using a dildo to pleasure herself. I watch with interest as she keeps pushing the fucking dildo in and out of her dripping pussy and the sight looks hot!

They keep moaning in pleasure to the point that now, I'm getting uncomfortable.

I want only my moans to be heard. Only me should be pleasured. I don't give a fuck that I sound greedy right now but I can't stand the sight anymore. So I order them coldly;

"Enough!"

Tara looks like she is about to come when I shouted but I don't care. I changed my mind. I don't want them to cum as I watch. It's worthless!

They are here to pleasure me and not themselves. I regret telling them to do this in the first place.

They stop and stare at me in Confusion.

Then I say; "We're gonna have a threesome today. I'll be the only one getting all the pleasure!"

It isn't a request. It is an order.

Then I strip myself off my clothes and lie on my side on the bed, naked with my front facing Tara and my back facing Kim.

I don't need to tell them what to do.

Soon, I feel Kim applying some lube in and around my ass-hole for lubrication and easy penetration.

At the same time, Tara's hands wander to my pussy and instantly dip two of her fingers in it.

I gasp and she starts moving her fingers slowly inside of me and curl the fingers, stretching my pussy and it isn't long before my pussy start clenching around her fingers.

I start moaning softly.

Tara's lips find my nipple and she enclose her mouth around it, sucking and nibbling on it as she continues finger-fucking me.

Fuck. My hands are now tangled in Tara's curly hair.

After sometime, I feel Kim's fingers slide into my ass-hole and the impact breaks my moans into whimpers of pleasure.

At this time, Tara's fingers in my cunt is thrusting in and out so damn fast that I can't help but lift my hips to meet her thrusts.

My hands slide from her hair and run through her bare back.

Kim also increases her pace. Both seem to be in a competition with each other on who will pleasure me best.

Fuck! I can feel my climax building.

As Kim finger-fucks my ass-hole, she decides to go naughty by landing a few soft spanks on my ass and I swear, I am almost going crazy with pleasure.

I keep moaning loudly;

"Hmm. That's right, girls. Keep fucking me. Yeah!" I want them to keep going.

Though, this isn't the first time I have had a threesome, it feels great because my body needs it. Good s€x to clear my head of any lustful thoughts about Rosie.

I practice all kinds of s€x as a lesbian and I love including anal s€x each time I do a threesome.

I am even planning to try a foursome sometime but for now, I want to get Rosie in my hands.

Not long after, I let out a scream, my body going limp as waves after waves of pleasure shakes me.

My orgasm rip through me with force. It came without warning and it is sudden.

I end up grabbing Tara's boobs in the process of my hard orgasm, squeezing them hard in an effort to carry out the sexual frustration that my orgasm is giving me.

Tara moans as her boobs are being squeezed hard and rough and she doesn't hesitate to do the same to mine. She squeezes and sucks my tits too.

Kim stop finger-fucking my ass-hole and starts squeezing my soft ass instead, landing soft kisses on each of them.

Tara gives my boobs one last suck before releasing them with a loud 'pop' sound.

I see her saliva running down my boobs. She reaches her hand down to my drenched pussy and rubs her fingers on my wet clit that is flowing with my cum before removing them and proceeds to rub the same fingers on my boobs.

Then she lowers her head again to suck my boobs that is moist with my juices. I moan loudly as they keep pleasuring, driving my body to come the second time.

As I come hard again, I reward them each with heated kisses on their lips for making me feel so good.

★★★. ★★★. ★★★. ★★★. ★★★. ★

ROSIE'S POV

It is 3am today. A Sunday. I jolt out of sleep.

My alarm has been set to wake me up by 5am everyday but today, something gas prompted me out of sleep.

I sit on my bed in my private room and rub my sleepy eyes. There is nothing but darkness when I open my eyes.

Reaching for the lamp, I turn it on to illuminate the room.

Then I spot my book which I had been reading the night before on the far end of my bed.

I must have fallen asleep while reading last night. But what could have prompt me out of sleep by this time?

I thought about lying back down bit I kick against it. My instincts keeps telling me not to go back to sleep.

I lazily put on my flip-flops and proceed to the adjourning bathroom.

On my way, I instinctively touch my left wrist where I usually wear my grandmother's gold-rimmed bracelet which has a round silver in the middle but to my shock, my wrist is empty!

No! No! No! This can't be!

I begin to panic.

I rack my head in order to recall where I could have left the bracelet but I can't remember any damn thing.

I move around the room frantically, searching every corner for my precious bracelet.

I search the closet, under my bed and chairs, inside my bags but I can't find it. Shit! I curse.

I can't lose that bracelet. It is worth more than one hundred thousand dollars and that is the most precious gift my mother had given me the day she passed away.

She had instructed me to always pit it on, take good care of it and never take it off.

She had stressed that the daughters of the Hungson family had worn it for generations and I can't afford to lose it now.

After searching for a while without results, my mind wanders back to yesterday.

I remember entering MacKennie's room when the Sports Instructor had asked us to provide our baseball gears for the day.

I remember lending Moonie my own gear some days back and I requested for it but she had told me that she had left it in MacKennie's room without knowing.

I didn't have time to ask her why she had even enter MacKennie's room in the first place because the urgent voice of the Sports instructor had jolted me.

So I had sneaked into MacKennie's room unnoticed. After all, everyone was on the field at that time. I had taken my gear and left hurriedly, not wanting to be caught.

But I remember now that my bracelet must have fallen from my wrist at one point or another.

I hate to admit the fact that I have to go into that bitch's room if I ever want to see my precious bracelet again and it makes me uncomfortable.

MacKennie isn't one to return missing items in her room. She either trashes it or gives it out. I just hope that she hasn't thrown my bracelet away.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself physically and mentally to go.

I lock my room securely and run to the stairs to the top floor. MacKennie's room is on the floor directly above mine.

As I reach MacKennie's room, my heartbeat quickened and I begin to feel awkward.

My intuition tells me that something is fishy here but seeing the lights are out from the window, I assume she is asleep.

Then I knock gently on her door. Immediately, the door opens and an arm pulls me inside before slamming the door shut and locking it.

Inside, the room is dark and I can't see a thing. I try calling out MacKennie's name but a soft and husky gasp follow by heavy pants interrupts me.

I recognize the sound as MacKennie's.

My face instantly contorts into a frown as I imagined what she may be doing.

Is that bitch fucking one of her playthings at this time of the day?

I feel an ounce of disgust as I pictured it.

What is wrong with her? Why does she act like a whore every fucking time? I hate people like her who use their beauty to their advantage like this.

Just then, I hear her voice;

"I know you will come."

"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.

Suddenly, the switch went on and the whole room is now flooded with bright lights.

I don't have the time to adjust my sight to the changes because I can see a shocking sight in front of me.

My eyes almost pops out of their sockets when I see MacKennie, completely naked with her legs sprawled on the sofa she is lying on and her pussy is wide open.

Her two index fingers are driving in and out of her pussy in a fast pace and I clearly see her juices flowing down her legs alongside her sweat. Her chest is heaving. Her breathing is ragged. And her boobs are shaking gently in front of me.

She is...masturbating? That's new.

And iI can't see any of her playthings anywhere.

I can't think things further because I heard a loud, sharp gasp from her, followed by a long, soft moan as her pussy continues dripping with her juices and all these while, her eyes are solely focused on me. To see my reaction.

And honestly, the sight looks great. I love how her pussy lips part to give way for her juices to flow freely.

Then she stops and brings her fingers to her lips and sucks them clean.

I gulp nervously. This is indeed a sexy sight to behold.

Then she says something that shocks me;

"That was my third orgasm in the last one hour."

My breath hitch. What the actual fuck? She has been playing with herself for one hour?

This isn't the MacKennie I know. Her playthings could have easily pleasured her.

As if she can read my thoughts, she says;

"I sent them away. My thoughts are only filled with you, Rosie."

I have to tell her why I came here right now:

"Listen, I'm not here for this. I'm here for..."

"Your bracelet." She completes my statement. How in the world did she know?

This girl never seem to amaze me!

"Don't worry. It's safe." She assures me.

Then she points at the corner of the room.There is a glass box about four feet tall standing there.

In one of it's horizontal compartments, lay my precious bracelet.

I move quickly across the room and try getting my hands on it but there is no opening or lock anywhere!

I turn angrily to MacKennie;

"Give me back my damn bracelet, would you?"

"And what's the fun in that? I had to do this so you would get your ass over here and won't I just spoil the fun if i just hand it to you?"

"Besides..." She continues. "The glass box is unbreakable. No matter what you do, it will never break. Only I can open it."

True to her words, I try hitting the fucking box with several objects, but it won't budge.

Then tiredly, I ask her;

"Tell me. What do u want?"