Note: This is not a sequel to Twisted Gemini nor is it set in the same universe.

Beca Mitchell trudged through the garage door. Today had been the roughest day since she started working at Republic Records as an associate producer.

The brunette was tired of the lack of respect from the studio heads. Beca knew she had a knack for this business, a true talent. So far the biggest artist she had been permitted to work with was Colbie Caillat.

Don't get her wrong, Colbie was great, a wonderful talent and as the few times they went out to lunch proved, an all-around exceptional human being outside of the studio, but Beca worried her skills would never be recognized. Worried this might be as high as she ever makes it in this industry.

Taking a deep breath Beca thought about how tonight she needed to let go.

How she needed someone to put her body through the wringer. To play her like a piano until she was a shaking, quivering mess, caked in sweat and the scent of dirty, delicious, sex.

Beca's finger found the light switch and the sight she was greeted by made her drop her bag on the floor.

See, her kitchen was huge. Massive counter space spanned nearly the entire kitchen before it L'd off into the refrigerator on the right side

Directly in the middle, however, was a pretty big center island with a marble countertop, which was now soaking wet because, oh yeah, Chloe Beale and her twin sister Darla were sitting on it stark naked with their arms folded across their chests, and both sets of legs spread wide open, giving Beca an unhindered view of their junk, both of their eyes lit up as they challenged the brunette with sinful smirks.

"See something you like, Becs?" Chloe giggled.

"Say something Lil' B" Darla commanded.

Seeing both sisters nude didn't bother three of them lived together, and the brunette has no shame in admitting she has on quite a few occasions had a friend with benefits situation going on with both of them. Both women scratched a different itch depending on what Beca needed. Chloe and Darla were aware of the arrangement and to Beca's shock, seemed to be alright with it. Being an only child, Beca assumed that unlike her, the twins were probably used to sharing.

She had, however, never seen both of them naked together.

Beca blinked her tired eyes before her brain rebooted, and she cycled through responses like she was a cyborg. "Uhhhh, what are you two doing?" she finally said.

Chloe spoke first, "We heard you had a rough day at the studio."

Then Darla finished, "We figured we'd play a little game and rock your world at the same time."

Beca took in both sisters. Back and forth her eyes scanned over them. Their toned biceps, amazing tits which were now uncovered, and their glistening juicy snatches. Oh god, the Beale twins might be the death of her.

Not that she wasn't opposed to letting them ruin her. Heat pooled between her legs at the thought.

"Doesn't this cross so many lines?" Beca asked.

The twins look at each other confused then back at Beca, angrily. They went back to crossing their arms, covering their chests.

"Darla and I aren't going to fuck each other Bec," Chloe said.

"Yeah," Darla quickly agreed with her sister. "That would be weird on so many levels."

Beca visibly relaxed. "Oh."

The twins' faces softened and they unfolded their arms. Darla slid off of the counter, she made sure to put a sway in her hips as she walked towards Beca.

The brunette felt warm air as the redhead leaned down to bite the shell of her ear.

Beca shivered at the contact, her stomach flipped. There was no way she wasn't going to take them up on whatever debaucherous offer they presented her. Darla continued to nip at Beca's ear, fighting the urge to moan herself at the cute little hitches and soft moans Beca was producing.

"What kind of game," the brunette moaned?

That's when Chloe smiled then hopped up off of the counter to join her twin and their fuck-buddy.

"It's a game called 'Taste Test'," Chloe said while looking Beca in the eyes.

Darla stopped the assault on the music producer's ears, her voice dropped to a husky timbre "First you'll need to lose these," she tugged on Beca's clothes.

Beca nodded, then with shaky fingers fumbled with her belt. Slowly, with nervousness the twins adored, the petite brunette shed her clothing until there were three naked people in their kitchen. Beca took in the twins, they seemed to glow even in the dim lighting. Their fiery red hair flowed down their backs. It made them look like lions, and if Beca was lucky she'd make them roar tonight.

"Right," Chloe clapped her hands, "Here's how this works," Darla produced a blindfold from heaven knows where then proceeded to cover Beca's eyes. "You are going to spin around ten times," Chloe rested her hands on Beca's shoulders then gave a light push, indicating she wanted the petite woman to demonstrate. Beca obeyed and spun around once.

"Then…" Darla added since Chloe positioned herself so she was back to sitting on the kitchen counter. "You are going to go down on one of us and make us come. Once we come you'll have one chance to guess whose pussy you just ate. Guess right and you'll get a reward."

"Guess wrong," came Chloe's voice, "and you get a punishment."

Beca nodded, her entire body was buzzing with arousal. She'd fucked both women before, separately, so she knew they were wild in bed, but in her wildest dreams Beca never imagined them being this kinky, it violated so many social norms, it felt so taboo. We're the three of them going to hell, for this?

Probably.

Did Beca care at that moment?

Absolutely not.

"What's the punishment?" Beca asked.

Darla and Chloe looked at each other, before nodding.

"You'll get a spanking. One for each wrong guess" Chloe said.

"And we're going to finger you, Lil' B. One minute for each wrong guess. And don't you dare come!" Darla added, warning her occasional fuck buddy.

Beca nodded eagerly.

Quietly the two women slipped off of the counter then paced back and forth making sure Beca heard their footsteps and knew they'd be switching spots so the bratty brunette couldn't memorize which side they were on.

"Begin!" they both shouted in unison, before setting back up on the counter.

Beca spun herself in complete circles ten times before wobbling on dizzy legs. Her body collided with another body on the counter, before dropping down to treat herself to liquid heaven the music producer decided to play with the person she collided with since she wasn't a selfish lover.

Beca connected her mouth to a soft neck. Peppering it with kisses, she took a little time to travel downward until her lips grazed a nipple. Feeling mischievous she nipped then sucked on her fuck buddies' tits until their throaty moans told her they were ready.

Planting soft kisses, Beca trailed downward until she was greeted by a heady scent, it made her stomach coil. Beca placed hungry kisses on the inside of her partner's thigh, before shifting her weight so her knees weren't sore, and delved face-first into the eager pussy waiting for her.

Chloe Beale watched as Beca, her best friend, and occasional sex partner buried her face in between her twin sister's legs and went to town on Darla's sex

Darla's breath hitched, she threw her head back. The redhead felt the brunette's hot breath ghost her clit; teasing her, flicking it with her tongue before reverting to slow languid licks through her soaked folds.

Chloe contemplated sitting on her hand. The sight of Beca going down on her twin was hands down the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed, she tightened her muscles and willed herself not to drop her hand into her lap and take her pleasure herself.

Darla's moans were soft and labored. The redhead rocked her lower body, grinding her sex into Beca's face. She wanted to stave it off, prolong her orgasm, sweat, and beg for it, but that's not the game they're playing right now. Beca must have gotten the hint because the smaller woman grinned at the reaction then sped up her ministrations.

"Fuck," Darla let out a throaty moan, her back arched and her thighs clamped around Beca's head telling the woman she was close. The redhead felt a quick tap on her shoulder and welcomed the brief distraction. Darla looked up to see Chloe with her phone in one hand and pointing to it with her other finger; Darla nodded, giving Chloe permission, and leaning back slightly to give her twin more room to lean over and get a better angle

Chloe excitedly pulled up the camera app and began filming her twin getting fucked. "You are being filmed," Chloe whispered loud enough for Beca to hear, but not loud enough for the shorter woman to register which twin the voice belonged to. "Is that okay with you?"

Beca nodded. She pulled her face away from Darla's desperate, aching center to smile in the direction she believed the camera was in. Then made a show of licking Darla's arousal from around her lips, before shamelessly diving back into her task, not bothered since she had already crossed the event horizon. Being filmed only made her feel more naughty.

"Fuck," she said, and Darla Beale knew she was close. The redhead fisted a handful of chestnut hair as she continued to grind and ride Beca's talented mouth. "Right there. Don't stop," she panted out.

She could feel the brunette smirk. Her clit throbbed in excitement from the danger, from how naughty and wrong it all felt. Darla managed to open her eyes slightly to make sure her twin was still filming; Chloe was holding the phone with a wolfish grin, watching and waiting for Darla's orgasm to overtake her

Darla couldn't wait to return the gesture and film Chloe as her body trembled and she came in the brunette's mouth.

Nobody would ever see these videos except for the three of them. Grade A material for their spank banks when Beca was out of town and neither ladies could find a partner to give them a good and proper fuck-a-thon.

"Yes. Please," Darla begged. "C'mon!" she tightened her fistful of brown hair.

Beca decided now was the time to stop teasing, she latched onto her partner's clit, delivering a powerful suck. Wetness pooled and Chloe's pussy dripped, she was so wet. She grinned from ear to ear listening to her twin sister's throaty moans.

The fact Beca could have finished Darla off minutes ago but chose to prolong it in favor of eating her out was probably a testament to what a huge lesbian she was. Beca talked a tough game, but the truth was she was a huge pussy slut.

She couldn't wait to watch the video later, hell it would be a chore not to dip out of meetings at work and finger herself into a frenzy, just thinking about this night.

Grace Beale if only you could see your daughters right now. Beca thought.

"Fuck, Beca. I'm coming!" Darla arched her back as Beca's lips made contact with her clit for the final time. If Darla Beale felt like a god at this moment she couldn't imagine just how powerful Beca must've felt by just reducing her to this state. Beca could feel Darla let go as the ginger's wetness filled the brunette's mouth and Beca lapped up every drop like it was the elixir of life, refusing to let the marble countertop or the tile floor claim any of her prize.

Chloe leaned over, once again making sure she captured all of this on film. "Give us a little show," she whispered, encouraging Beca.

Beca happily obliged by pulling her mouth off of the juicy pussy she just ate and licked the wetness surrounding her mouth and chin.

Beca could hear one of the twins panting in the background, all she could do was smirk at how proud of herself she was.

The three women decided to wait a few seconds for their high to come down. Chloe ended the video, not wanting to drain all of her battery, while Darla's chest heaved and her body quivered while recovering from some of the best oral of her life.

Beca licked off what remaining juices she could then used the back of her hand to wipe off the rest before finally standing up. It came as such a relief since her knees had been sore. She decided it would probably be best if she stood and just leaned over for the next round.

"Okay, guess!" the twins said in unison.

Beca pursed her lips before answering, "Chloe!" she said confidently.

"Take off the blindfold for a second," one of the twins called out.

Beca obeyed, once her eyesight adjusted the music producer looked over to the person on the left, who she knew intuitively was the one she just went down on.

Darla smirked. "Nope," she opened her soaking pussy for the music producer to see.

"Fuck!" Beca replied.

"Okay Mitchell, get over here and lean across my lap. You know the rules." Darla said.

Beca looked over at Chloe, then down at Chloe's aroused and sopping wet pussy, she hoped her best friend would bail her out of this because she was desperate to come.

Beca walked on shaking legs over to the twin whom she had just given an orgasm, she positioned herself so she was bent over Darla's knee.

The blow came fast, quicker than Beca expected. "Fuck," she exhaled. A breath catching in the back of her throat, she felt her center dampen and an exciting feeling growing in the pit of her stomach before she remembered this was a punishment and she wasn't allowed to come yet.

The twins let Beca gather herself for a minute. Darla and Chloe noted the younger woman's chestnut hair plastered to her temple with sweat. While the rest of her was on the verge of a potentially epic sex muss. Once Beca composed herself Darla curled her index finger, motioning for the petite woman to come towards her.

Beca obliged, happily.

Darla pulled Beca into a comforting hug, she let Beca melt into it before she told her, softly, "Come up here." the redhead motioned to her lap and the counter.

Beca threw her a strange look.

"You've had a rough night, B. I can't imagine how sore your knees must be. Ride my lap, and relax while I finger you."

Chloe let out an exasperated gasp. "That's a great idea," she picked her phone up then swiped to shuffle through apps until she landed on the stopwatch. "I'll set the timer for one minute."

Chloe looked at Beca, who in turn looked back at her. Once Chloe nodded, Beca accepted Darla's hand as the redhead adjusted her position to make it easier for Beca to climb up into her lap.

Once in her lap, Darla gasped as Beca pulled her into a scorching kiss. Darla responded by grabbing Beca's ass and pulling her into her so their embrace was even tighter. Both women loved skin-to-skin contact during sex. The feel of a sweaty trembling body against their own, the feel of their breasts touching each other. Darla Beale applied soft open-mouthed kisses down Beca's neck.

Beca's sweat was catnip to the Beale twins.

Chloe found it not only adorable but sexy that the two women let out soft mewls as they gave each other foreplay.

Darla whispered in Beca's ear, "Are you ready?"

Beca nodded.

"Oh wait," Chloe said, she switched over to the camera app. "Wait for me to press record."

"Nobody's ever going to see these videos, right?" Beca looked over at Chloe.

"Absolutely not, Becs. This will always be our dirty little secret." Chloe smiled. She gave both women the thumbs up as soon as she pressed record.

It would be their dirty secret alright, she wasn't worried. Even if Beca lived to be one-hundred years old with advanced Alzheimers, the names of all of her friends and family will go before this little memory faded, the brunette smirked, she liked that.

Darla smiled at Beca, then reached down to the brunette's center. The redhead coated her fingers in the deejay's wetness then pressed two fingers inside with minimal resistance.

Beca and Darla began rocking their hips together.

Beca laughed, "God I'm so wet," she blushed, nearly embarrassed.

Darla let out a breathy whimper "Yeah, when was the last time you got fucked hard ?" she grunted, slamming her fingers into Beca's pussy as the rocking of their hips intensified.

"Three Saturdays ago when you tied me to your bedpost and fucked me into the future."

"You blacked out," Darla recalled.

"Exactly, and when I woke up it was the future", Beca reminded her, as if she were clueless.

Darla let out an exaggerated almost mocking gasp, "You mean you haven't let anyone stick their tongue in that beautiful little pussy of yours since then?"

Beca shook her head. Her muscles were starting to go rigid; she could feel herself beginning to clench around Darla's fingers.

"What about Cyndi, the little blonde from the studio? Don't think I haven't noticed you ogling her tits, Beca." Chloe egged on

It wasn't a stupid question, but it was ridiculous enough for Beca to take her eyes off of her current partner. Her head snapped towards Chloe's direction, "oh please," she rolled her eyes never once ceasing the rocking of her hips. "Ms. Goody Two-Shoes could never light my fuse like you two can."

Beca felt a sudden twist of her nipple. She winced in pain which only deepened her arousal, "mmm" she moaned as she looked back to see Darla smiling unremorsefully.

"That's right, and don't you forget it, Mitchell." Beca nodded then tightened her hold around Darla, the redhead could feel Beca's nails raking down her sweaty back.

Chloe lowered her phone down towards Beca and her twin's cunts, to capture some amazing closeups. Which only made Darla speed up and make a show of fingering Beca.

"Uhhhh," Beca moaned, she tapped Chloe's arm and motioned for her to bring the camera to her level, which the other redhead was happy to oblige. Beca decided she wanted to vocalize the thought she had earlier, it made her feel naughty, slutty , maybe even a little depraved. "Grace Beale, if you could only see your-mmmm-daughters now!" She smiled then rocked her hips faster and Chloe leaned over and wrapped her arm around her twin so the camera would hold the three of them in the frame while Beca rode Darla's fingers.

Chloe kissed her twin on the side of her head before settling back into her position, no sooner had she done it when the alarm went off on the phone.

Beca clenched around Darla's fingers, desperate for release. It wouldn't come and fresh tears prickled in her eyes.

"Time's up," they said in unison. Darla pulled her fingers out, slowly. Once out, she offered her glistening digits to the woman who did an amazing job at eating her pussy and riding her lap. Beca sighed, dramatic bitch that she is, then sucked her wetness off of Darla's fingers.

The three women agreed to halt the sexy times for a quick water and bathroom break. The Beale girls took the opportunity to tie their hair up into buns, then once everyone took care of their needs the rules of the game began again, Beca put the blindfold back on.

Darla and Chloe switched back and forth before settling on a side, both twins hopped back on the counter. This time Chloe sat on Beca's left side while Darla parked it next to her on the right. They threw mischievous smirks at each other before spreading their legs open once again.

The two of them watched Beca spin around. Beca their friend; Chloe's best friend, roommate, and shared fuck buddy practically twirl around as if she were a graceful(and naked) ballerina. Wondering the entire time which of them would be gifted with an orgasm next?

Once Beca's ten spins were completed she stumbled, once again, on wobbly legs over to the counter in front of her. She stopped when she felt her body collide with another.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, the petite music producer slinked back down onto her knees. She parted the thighs and lowered herself until the intoxicating scent of pussy guided her mouth to where it needed to be. She deliberately skipped the foreplay, Beca did not want to take her time with this pussy as she did with the other one, a need was burning inside of her; Beca desperately needed to get off.

Besides, this pussy was wet .

Like really wet, and its scent was heaven to Beca's senses. Once again her stomach knotted up. Arousal seeped down her leg.

She just knew this was Chloe she was eating out.

Chloe on the other hand bowed her head in frustration. Sad that she hadn't been picked and Beca was once again going down on Darla

Beca slipped her hands under her current partner's ass then proceeded to stand up, and pull Darla into her. All the air escaped from her body; Chloe watched Darla lean back until she was laying flat on the counter. It looked like her sister's mind was shattering into hundreds of pieces, and with several desperate gasps, sounded like she was drowning. Chloe watched her twin throw her hands over her head, knuckles turning white from gripping the edge of the counter while her back arched.

Seconds later Darla Beale gently eased herself down, sacrificing her death grip on the edge of the counter she skimmed her hands over her breasts until she was pinching her nipples for more stimulation, and the redhead was hit with the unmistakable feeling that she was being ravaged.

Chloe watched Beca's tongue plunge mercilessly into the other woman's core. Swiping her head back and forth, bobbing up and down, placing her flat, wet tongue against the redhead's soaking wet pussy, until Darla finished noisily in Beca's mouth.

Chloe felt her clit humming from arousal, tears threatened to pool in the corner of her eyes if she was denied release much for longer. Part of her wondered if it was only fair she masturbate should she not be picked the next time? Chewing on her bottom lip for a hot second, Chloe mulled it over before ultimately deciding against it. If Beca wasn't allowed to touch herself during this game then neither should they.

Beca swiped the back of her hand across her mouth to wipe away any remaining fluids.

"Guess," Darla said, she raised herself back into a sitting position, though it took a minute because she was recovering from a powerful orgasm.

"Definitely Chloe," Beca said.

"Blindfold off," Chloe said

Beca's hand whipped across her head to yank the blindfold off, once her vision adjusted to the dim lighting in the kitchen, she witnessed a nearly breathless Darla giving her a seductive wave.

"Oh fuck," she groaned, sauntering over to the twins to begrudgingly accept her punishment once again

After two spanks and two minutes of being denied the sweet release she has craved all night, Beca Mitchell slipped the blindfold over her eyes to begin the game once again.

This was one of the perks of living in an actual house, they could have as much sex as their heart desired. No worrying about noise complaints if they were being too loud, space was no longer an issue, they could fuck anywhere they pleased, on any surface they pleased. Darla smiled fondly at the memory of walking in on Beca eating Chloe's pussy like a champion on the stairs; the two were unaware they had been caught by Darla, not that she would've cared if they saw her, hell she probably would've smiled and told them not to be too loud as she pranced back into the kitchen to cook them dinner then went back out to tell them, mid-fuck, that the pasta was ready, not caring that they were still going at it like wolves.

However, Darla doesn't have time to deal with What-If's because, at long last, scrappy Beca Mitchell collided with Chloe's body.

Chloe froze before something in her compelled her to touch Beca. She skimmed her hands over the brunette's ass then slowly up the rest of her body before pulling Beca into her tightly.

Chloe and Darla watched as Beca let out an adorable smile despite being blindfolded. Beca connected her lips to a soft sweaty neck. Chloe moaned in response, surging her head up, she returned the favor. Peppering the smaller women's neck with soft kisses.

Beca shivered under her partner's touch, before finally dropping back down to Chloe's desperate and aching center. Much like Darla, Beca nipped and planted soft kisses in between thighs before letting out a brief sigh and diving back into the challenge.

Darla smiled wide, she reached for her phone as Chloe's was likely low on battery, and recorded her twin at long last getting fucked by their friend and her incredibly talented mouth.

Chloe reached up to weave her hand through her hair, arching her back which put her perky breasts on full display, something Darla managed to capture on video. Happy little cries and whimpers spilled from her mouth, Chloe's hands tightened, her biceps flexed while she fisted more of her hair. The redhead felt Beca's lips jut upwards as if she were smirking before resuming the weaving of her tongue through Chloe's wet center.

"Please," she begged. "I'm so close."

Beca wasn't sure what compelled her inner brat to surface but the brunette slowed her movements down to slow languid traces. Beca purposefully ignored Chloe's clit, for something a little riskier.

More daring.

"Oh my god," Chloe exhaled before letting out a sudden gasp when Beca removed her tongue altogether.

The twins looked at each other then back down at the smirking woman still squatting down on her knees. Chloe and Darla watched as Beca stood up, the twins terrified the shorter woman would decide to defy their rules and yank off the blindfold.

Chloe gasped again as she felt Beca grasp her hips and shift her onto her front. Appalled, but feeling adventurous Chloe smirked at the still filming Darla, then allowed Beca to guide her so she was bent over the counter.

The music producer licked her lips as she dropped back down onto her knees. Grabbing Chloe's legs, Beca spread them open further before pushing her tongue back into wet heat.

"Ahhh," Chloe moaned.

The kitchen was filled with the sounds of sucking and slurping, as Beca's tongue darted in and out of Chloe's pussy.

The redhead reached around to the other side, her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of the counter.

Lightning shot up Chloe's spine as Beca hit that sweet spot. "F-Fuck," she moaned.

Chloe's body locked up, then jerked and spasmed uncontrollably, her entire body burned while she let out a silent scream, as Beca connected her lips to the neglected nub and proceeded to suck as though her life depended on it.

Darla's jaw dropped as she watched her twin's orgasm overtake her, until this point she had never believed a death-grip to be a real thing until Chloe clawed and held onto the edge of the counter as her soul seemingly left her body. Darla could feel wetness pooling between her legs at the sight.

Sighing, Darla lowered her phone towards Beca's head and Chloe's pussy, capturing incredible closeups of the shorter woman as liquid gushed against her lips. She smiled. For a while, she had sensed something building between her sister and their friend. Darla saw how Beca looked at Chloe when Beca thought nobody else was looking.

Sure she and Beca had their share of fun when they messed around, but that's all it was.

Fun.

This kinky little romp between the three of them would serve as one last hurrah, because, unbeknownst to Beca, Darla planned on retiring her snatch from the horny music producer after tonight.

Because she knew that Beca's bond ran deeper with Chloe. Those two had way more history together, going back to their days at Barden; and Darla had detected a recent antsy-ness whenever Beca was around Chloe. It was as if the shorter woman was always trying to work up the courage to tell Chloe something, before chickening out or letting reality come crashing down.

Tomorrow, Darla planned on sitting Beca down and talking some sense into the younger woman. Planned on assuring her that what went on between them was just a little fun, to follow her heart otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Oh yeah, Darla Beale knew that Beca would be an amazing girlfriend to Chloe.

But that's the future.

Tonight it was the three of them, living in the moment, on top of the world. And they were going to make the absolute most of it.

Heavy breathing was coming from both women until Beca stood back up, and Chloe slowly, with shaking legs and a head still fuzzy from chasing a high, shifted back over so her butt was sitting back on the counter.

Darla ended the recording, deciding the two of them had recorded enough video to never need to rely on porn websites ever again.

Darla reached over, her soft hand landed on the back of Chloe's neck and shoulder, she proceeded to rub her twin's upper back until Chloe recovered from the brain-melting orgasm she was just gifted.

Beca planted her hands on her hips, impatiently waiting for the Beale twins to give her the command to take off the blindfold so she could guess.

After a minute Chloe was finally good to go.

"Okay, Beca," Darla said.

Beca reached across her head and slung the sweat drenched blindfold off of her face.

"Guess," Chloe said.

Beca mulled it over for a few seconds. Her past two guesses had been Chloe and she didn't want to seem lame by guessing her again because it would make her look like a chump for playing the fifty-fifty strategy, but something in her gut told her this was it.

Beca bit her bottom lip, "Chloe," she guessed.

Darla and Chloe looked at each other, they smiled then looked back at Beca.

"Congratulations," they said in unison.

"Woooo!" Beca cheered, "Alright now it's a party," she said excitedly, before looking briefly at Darla, hoping the twin wouldn't pick up on the slip-up.

Darla did, but she honestly didn't care that Beca was enthusiastic about receiving her reward from Chloe, rather than her.

Beca clambered up onto the counter, she took a couple of seconds to settle. Not that Chloe minded, she wanted her best friend to be comfortable, plus she found Beca's nervousness cute.

Once settled the brunette looked deep into Chloe's blue eyes, and slowly dropped her head ever so slightly so she could meet Chloe's lips in a searing kiss. The two women felt themselves get lost in each other, felt themselves fall into the abyss of matching stormy blue eyes, as their kisses became more frantic and hungry.

Part of Beca felt bad for not sharing this level of intimacy with her other fuck buddy, but truth be told, she's known for a while that she and Darla don't possess one-tenth of the spark or chemistry she finds when she's with Chloe.

Don't get Beca wrong, Darla was good for your run of the mill "Hey it's Friday night, let's rub nasties till we pass out from dehydration or the Cubs win another World Series."

But with Chloe it felt different. Like an emotional need was being met.

Beca blushed thinking of a future where Chloe might be her girlfriend, or if she was fortunate, maybe someday even her wife.

"You ready," Chloe broke the kiss and smiled.

"Yeah," Beca whispered.

Chloe's finger trailed down to Beca's sex, their eyes met once again, before Beca nodded. Chloe pushed her finger in with minimal resistance, which caused Beca to nearly crumble iin Chloe's embrace.

Beca moaned, "Please. I-I need…"

As if reading her mind Chloe readily slipped another finger inside her best friend's center. The two resumed their make out session, Beca's hips rocked while Darla watched with glee.

"God. I-mmm- I needed this, you have no idea how bad Chlo," Beca panted. Chloe leaned forward to take a nipple in her mouth. The older woman teased and planted a kiss over the pebbled flesh. The brunette watched as Chloe poked and flicked her tongue over it repeatedly, a low groan escaped from Beca's throat.

"Please," she begged, "Make me cum, Chloe."

Chloe pulled back from her assault on Beca's breast, Beca was right, she's waited long enough.

"They don't respect you Becs," Chloe said, she crooked her fingers inside of her best friend.

Beca gasped, "Wh-What are you talking about?"

"Your bosses…" Chloe said matter-of-factly, before speeding up her motions, pulling an animalistic moan from her partner.

"They don't realize how talented you are. Not just with your mouth but your mind, body, and your spirit. That's why Darla and I wanted to do this for you tonight, to remind you not just how beautiful you are, but how incredible you are. Now cum Beca! You've earned it sweetheart," with one final thrust Chloe applied pressure to Beca's clit, and the smaller woman shattered.

Air escaped her lungs as Beca felt herself being thrown over Niagara Falls, drowning in the brisk unforgiving waves. She clenched around Chloe's fingers like a vice, and it's never been this intense with anyone before, not even Darla. Beca can't breathe, and she wasn't sure she's even in this plane of existence anymore.

"Fuck," she mumbled.

Darla and Chloe watched the brunette's chest heave up and down for what felt like forever until Beca found her voice.

"Incredible," she kissed Chloe with intense fervor, "God you're incredible."

Chloe smiled, her fingers and hand were soaked as she slowly withdrew them from within the younger woman.

Chloe offered her wet fingers to her twin, "Have a taste, Dar," she smiled, and Darla obliged. Happily lapping up Beca's juices from off of Chloe's fingers.

Beca didn't know if it was a case of sex-brain or if Chloe had the ability to draw out the vulnerable side of her, but she leaned forward to whisper something in the redhead's ear.

You're my favorite .

Chloe gasped, she cradled Beca's face before pulling her in for another heated kiss.

Darla smiled watching the two lovebirds connect.

Minutes later the game resumed, and Darla was given another orgasm as was Chloe, unfortunately Beca only guessed correctly one more time before the twins decided to call it a night. After three orgasms Darla was sensitive and Chloe's butt was sore from sitting on the counter while Beca was dizzy.

Hopping off of the kitchen counter Darla strolled towards their refrigerator, she grabbed what she was looking for, their top shelf whiskey. Popping open the cap, the redhead threw the bottle back, taking a deep chug before finishing with an audible gulp.

"This was fun," she kissed Beca on the cheek then gave her a slap on the ass. "G'night," Darla turned on her heel then teetered, completely naked, out of the kitchen and towards her bedroom.

Now Chloe and Beca were left alone in the kitchen. Each only having received two orgasms, both women hoped the festivities would continue.

Chloe made the first move.

Sauntering over to Beca with a mischievous smile she looked at her best friend, "You took the Pepsi Challenge on our twats, how about you grab a couple of beers and we take this party back to the hot tub and I'll bend you over the edge and rail you within an inch of your life?" she said in a low whisper.

Beca ran over to the fridge to grab two bottles of Pabst Blue Ribbon.

"Lead the way," she smiled.

~Fin