A Little Pick-Me-Up

Rocky, Olivia and Robin were all dressed and ready for a double date when Rocky’s phone buzzed. The fourth girl just bailed, last-minute text, no excuses. Robin looked crushed like she’d been waiting her whole life for this and it got yanked away again. Olivia and Rocky felt like total assholes for even setting her up, so they moved in close, hands on her shoulders, trying to talk her down. Their sweet little pep talk flopped hard, Robin just staring at the floor. Then Rocky grinned at Olivia and the two of them locked eyes like they’d had the same dirty idea at the exact same second. They told Robin straight up they wanted to fuck her instead, right now, make the night worth something. Robin’s eyebrows shot up, but she didn’t hesitate, already peeling off her top. Clothes hit the floor fast. Rocky’s big tits bounced free first, then Olivia’s natural pair followed, and Robin’s red hair spilled over her shoulders as she stepped out of her skirt. They tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, mouths and hands everywhere, three bodies pressing close, the vibe shifting from pity to pure heat in seconds.