There's really not much space in the building that offers a ton of privacy within a minute's walk from the stage, but there is a utility closet that just barely fits three people, and it will do for now.
Marisha is sucking a hickey onto Matt's collarbone while he rubs her through her panties, and Taliesin is behind her, his clothed cock pressed snugly against her ass as he cups her breasts. Both of her boys are hard and god Marisha still wants to try that thing later, with one of them in her cunt and the other in her ass-
At home. It can wait.
She slips a hand into Matt's unbuttoned jeans and wraps her fingers around his cock. "You're so pretty," she says, starting to jerk him off. "You're both my pretty boys."
Taliesin hums against the back of her neck, rutting against her ass. He's snuck his hand beneath her shirt and he lightly tweaks a nipple, making her exhale sharply. She can feel him grinning as he kisses the base of her neck.
Matt, meanwhile, looks wrecked in that way she loves. It makes her want to take him home and work him open for ages, fuck him so he stops thinking so loudly for a little while. He glides his thumb over her clit and Marisha has to bite her lip to keep from groaning out loud. She goes up on tiptoe to kiss him, then turns- a little painfully -to kiss Taliesin too. She wonders how she got this lucky, to get to have both the people she loves the most.
"Are you close?" she asks. She's facing Matt again but the question is for both of them. Matt nods mutely, still working at her dripping cunt; Taliesin makes a quiet affirmative noise.
Marisha comes first with a long, drawn-out pulse that wracks her whole body. She gasps aloud, then covers her mouth with her free hand while Matt spills into her palm and Taliesin comes with a quiet, "Fuck."
They take a long moment to breathe, wiping up the mess and carefully fixing each other's clothes. Marisha kisses them both again before they filter out of the closet one at a time.
"Be Right Back"- Matt/Marisha/Taliesin
Marisha is sucking a hickey onto Matt's collarbone while he rubs her through her panties, and Taliesin is behind her, his clothed cock pressed snugly against her ass as he cups her breasts. Both of her boys are hard and god Marisha still wants to try that thing later, with one of them in her cunt and the other in her ass-
At home. It can wait.
She slips a hand into Matt's unbuttoned jeans and wraps her fingers around his cock. "You're so pretty," she says, starting to jerk him off. "You're both my pretty boys."
Taliesin hums against the back of her neck, rutting against her ass. He's snuck his hand beneath her shirt and he lightly tweaks a nipple, making her exhale sharply. She can feel him grinning as he kisses the base of her neck.
Matt, meanwhile, looks wrecked in that way she loves. It makes her want to take him home and work him open for ages, fuck him so he stops thinking so loudly for a little while. He glides his thumb over her clit and Marisha has to bite her lip to keep from groaning out loud. She goes up on tiptoe to kiss him, then turns- a little painfully -to kiss Taliesin too. She wonders how she got this lucky, to get to have both the people she loves the most.
"Are you close?" she asks. She's facing Matt again but the question is for both of them. Matt nods mutely, still working at her dripping cunt; Taliesin makes a quiet affirmative noise.
Marisha comes first with a long, drawn-out pulse that wracks her whole body. She gasps aloud, then covers her mouth with her free hand while Matt spills into her palm and Taliesin comes with a quiet, "Fuck."
They take a long moment to breathe, wiping up the mess and carefully fixing each other's clothes. Marisha kisses them both again before they filter out of the closet one at a time.
Oh, she loves her boys.