"No I didn't, Jayda, stop!" Dream hit a laughing Jayda's shoulder, then frowned at Ariana, who was laughing as well.

It was currently a chilly Friday afternoon, and Dream was over Jayda's house with her and Ariana, and the three of them had been having a girl's 'day' since last night.

Even though she'd been over since yesterday, they were just now talking about the day Dream lost her virginity because all of them went straight to sleep as soon as they linked.

Jayda had just jokingly stated that Dream had anal sex instead of vaginal, and had lost her virginity that way. Dream was denying that, but since it was funny to her, she laughed, and now they thought that it was the truth.

"Y'all so aggy. I didn't get fucked in my ass. Oh my gosh." She chuckled, folding her arms across her chest.

"You denying it so bad, but that shit feel good as fuck. Better try it." Ariana shrugged her shoulders, then laughed again once both of them looked over at her.

"Not y'all doing ass play with dildos." Dream made a yikes face, and Jayda's frown deepened while looking over at her.

"Bitch I don't do ass play, with nobody. She must be talking 'bout doing it with Bagg or Herb. Hell." Jayda denied, no longer finding this funny, which just made it all the more comedic.

Dream chuckled, tuning out their bickering as she looked down at her phone, glancing at her notifications tab that was full of people tagging her under a blog post.

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The post was two days old, and yet, her Instagram handle continued to be tagged. She didn't even know how people knew that she was with either of them, but somehow, they'd found out.

Neither of the three had publicly denied nor admitted to the claims made by several different tea pages, which was only sending fans into an even bigger frenzy. They couldn't believe two of this generations hottest rappers were possibly with each other-in a romantic sense-after openly 'beefing' with one another.

The beef was of course a publicity stunt, but fans had took it and completely ran the other direction with it, but it had never bothered Kentrell or Von. They didn't have anything to prove.

Dream switched tabs to make an Instagram post, posting the video Tae had recorded when he'd finished doing her hair. She had finally added some color and curls compared to her original blonde look, and she actually liked it.

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She chuckled, seeing that they were on the exact same energy she was on-all of them had just subtly admitted to being together, and surprisingly, Dream didn't have a single care in the world.

She was tired of always trying to be this good girl with a good image. She felt as if she could still be that and love who she wanted to love. It was her business, and her life, so it shouldn't have bothered anyone anyway.

Dream went to her messages app, opening the group-chat Kentrell and Dayvon had put her in, the same group-chat she kept on mute. The two of them texted her in it all day, even if they were literally laying besides each other.

"Sooooo," Dream tuned back into the conversation, putting a yikes expression across her face.

"Whatever bitch. Bye." Ariana flicked her off, and she laughed, standing up from the couch.

"I love y'all." She gave them both a hug that they returned, and after a few more words, Dream ended up leaving to head back home.

It took her around twenty minutes to make it home, and it was like as soon as she walked in, both of them were all over her. They swore they were touch deprived when she really hadn't even been gone for a full 24 hours yet.

"Why you ain't got no bra on? Delete that video off Instagram." Kentrell told her after looking inside of her jumpsuit to confirm that she wasn't wearing one.

"No. The girls have to breathe. Where's my money?" She asked, tilting her head back with a smile as Dayvon greeted her with a kiss.

"You a fuckin' gold digger." Dayvon shook his head at her, and she laughed, shrugging her shoulders.

"Hey pumpkin! I missed you soooo much." She bent over, hugging around Midnight's upper body while giving him some head rubs.

"You ain't got no panties on?" Von stood behind her, able to make out her print through her thin fabricated one piece suit.

"I do. Dayvon! Move," She laughed again, reaching between her legs to grab his hand that had ran down her slit.

"Nah. I owe you somethin', remember? C'mon." He turned her body around to pick her up, and she smiled, rolling her eyes.

"This nigga dick been hard since you posted that video." Kentrell chuckled, locking the front door before following them upstairs.

"Aw. Why didn't you help him?" She amusedly asked, her smile growing once Kentrell put a smirk on his face. He closed the bedroom door while Von laid her on the bed, and she chuckled at how eager both of them were to have her.

A low gasp left her lips once Kentrell kissed her, and she grabbed his face, letting him carry her through the passionate kiss. Dream could feel Dayvon undressing her as the kiss with Kentrell deepened, and her body began to grow hotter while the seconds passed on.

"You lied, get up." Von grabbed her neck to pull her up after Kentrell pulled away from their kiss, and she bit her lip as she was turned over.

"Where yo' panties at, Nana?" Kentrell held her head up while Von positioned her to have her ass arched in the air, and right about now, Dream couldn't focus on talking because she was too worried about keeping her breathing controlled.

The grip on her face tightened, and she moaned to herself, staring up at Kentrell with dazed eyes as his used his free hand to pull his sweats and boxers down.

"Fuckkk," Von groaned from behind her, slowly entering her warmth for the first time, and her mouth fell open at how quickly it had happened.

"Nah, don't run. I ain't even gave you shit yet." He snatched her up by her hair, and her hand immediately went over her lace as she pouted.

"Dayvon I ju-,"

"I don't give no fucks. Don't run from me. I don't play that shit and you know it. You understand me?" His hand went around her neck as he slammed himself deeper, causing her body to jerk forwards.

"You can't talk now?" Kentrell chuckled, spitting in her mouth that was opened, then sucked her tongue into his mouth for a nasty kiss. Dayvon watched them, groaning to himself as he forced himself deeper inside of Dream, earning a small cry from her that made his dick throb. He'd been waiting on this.

He could feel her become wetter around his length, and he looked down, seeing that his dick was coated in the creamy substance she leaked, making him groan again.

"You cumming already?" He kissed her earlobe, listening to her moan that was muffled against Kentrell's lips.

"That pussy wet for him, Nana? You cumming?" Kentrell reached down between her legs, using his thumb to rub against her clit while her moans grew louder.

Dream really did have a love-hate relationship with them talking to her while they were being sexual. The way that they spoke literally sent her into overdrive, and she could never handle it. Then, when she didn't respond, they usually 'punished' her, which she enjoyed so much. She was always faced with deep ambivalence towards it.

"Bend her over. She ain't talkin'." Kentrell instructed, and Dayvon put a deeper arch in her back, forcing her face down into the mattress.

Dayvon lifted one of his legs to fuck her at an angle so that she could feel the full erection of his dick, and suddenly, her moans turned into light screams. Her hand reached back to try to push him away, and he grabbed her wrist, keeping a tight grip on it.

"Oh my god," She finally cried out, and her reaction put a smirk on both of their faces.

"Be still," Kentrell held her face, groaning to himself as he slid the tip of his dick across her lips. She opened her mouth, and he chuckled, watching her lips wrap around his dick.

"Slut ass girl. You want some dick in yo' mouth? Open up," He bit his lip, and as soon as she opened her mouth further, he slid his dick down her throat.

Dream began to gag, but that only encouraged him to push even deeper, up until her throat contracted around his length, letting him know that she couldn't breathe anymore.

"Relax mama. We got you," He held her hair in a ponytail, continuing to force his way as far as he could go, and he finally stopped when her nose was against his pelvis. Her spit fell out around his dick by the mouthful, creating a sticky mess.

Removing his gaze from Dream, Kentrell grabbed Dayvon's neck, and brought him closer into a rough kiss that hardened both of their dicks even more than what they already were.

"Mmm, fuck, I'm cumming." Dayvon groaned against his lips, his strokes becoming sloppy.

"So do it. Fuck is you telling me fa'?" Kentrell tightened the grip on his neck, and Von let Dream's hand go to grab his wrist, moaning.

"Aww fuckkk," He let out a loud grunt, and he rode out his orgasm by pounding hard into Dream's entrance, causing her body to jerk with each stroke.

His dick throbbed inside of her as his nut released, a large load soaking into her warm walls, and all she could do was cry. She couldn't even breathe since Kentrell's dick remained deep in her throat.

Dream begin squirting around his length, and Kentrell reached down, spreading her ass apart so that he could watch. Then, he leaned over to let his spit slide over her second entrance, and placed his thumb inside to massage it around.

His nut spilled from the tip of his dick, and he moaned, holding her head down until he was sure that he was finished cumming. Suddenly, Dream's body went limp under their touch, just as she came for the third time, earning a groan from Kentrell after realizing that she'd passed out.

"Shit, she passed out." He lightly grunted, finally removing himself from her throat, and Von pulled her up by her neck so that they could check on her.

"Nana, wake up baby." Von tapped her face a few times, then clamped her nose shut to force her to breathe through her mouth. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, and she gasped, eventually able to breathe on her own again.

"I'm sorry. You okay?" Kentrell softly kissed her lips at the same time that Dayvon pulled out of her, both of them realizing that she was crying.

"I'm cumming," She lowly whined, her legs trembling to signal that her orgasm was close to releasing. Dream put a deep arch in her back, holding her silk sheets tightly as the knot in her stomach let go, and she came, once again.

"Damn," Von stroked his dick at the sight, turning on the flash of his phone while he recorded her slit that was currently soaked in her juices. She hissed once Kentrell's hand came in hard physical contact with her ass, and later gripped it in his palm while still watching her opening pulse.

Both of them could see Von's nut slowly mix in with hers and fall from her hole, the two creamy substances sticky to the touch of their fingers. Obsessed wasn't even a word that could describe their infatuation with her.

"You tapping out mama?" Kentrell looked up once she turned herself over to lay on her back, too tired to move.

"Yes. Move, please." She sniffed, taking his hand from between her legs as Von turned his camera off.

"C'mon, let me fix it for you." He spread her legs, and she sniffed again, more tears falling from her eyes, streaming down her red cheeks.

"Wait. Baby sto-aw fuck," Her mouth fell open once her clit was gently sucked, so sensitive and swollen that as soon as it happened, she came yet again.

"Hold 'em up shordy," Von tapped her thigh, and her cries became audible as she lifted her legs in the air, pointed her french tip painted toes towards the ceiling.

Grabbing the base of his dick, Kentrell pushed into her pulsing opening, and released his second load while groaning at the feeling.

"You so damn pretty, Nana." Von's hand went over her mouth when she screamed, and he used his other to rub softly at her inflamed clit. He took his time to elevate his hips while still keeping her mouth covered, aiming his throbbing dick downwards to nut over her breasts.

"Fuckkk," Kentrell groaned out, leaning his head down to suck his nut from off of her brown colored nipples.

"Clean this off for me baby." Von bit his lip, and Kentrell reached over to hold his dick steady, sucking the tip of his dick to drain him of the rest of his nut.

Then, Von removed his hand from Dream's mouth, and Kentrell leaned his head lower, spitting Von's nut out on her tongue. She moaned against his lips as she swallowed it, and grabbed his face once he brought her in for a slow kiss.

"Slut asses." Von chuckled, laying beside her because he was finally done, and Dream was so thankful. Her body would literally give out if she would've had to go another round.

"Kentrellll," She whined, her own thoughts being contradicted as his strokes returned. She hadn't even realized that he'd never pulled out.

"Let me nut again and I'ah stop. I promise." He softly grunted, and she moaned under her breath, spreading her legs further to try and ease the soreness.

"No, ice. Please stop papa." She had a small pout on her face as she called out the code word for when she needed them to stop, placing her hands on his shoulder.

Kentrell reached down, slowly pulling his cum coated dick out of her warmth, his gaze finding hers while she continued to cry silently to herself.

"Daddy sorry," He kissed her cheek, and she sniffed, wrapping her arms around his neck while Dayvon chuckled at how exhausted she was.

"There go somethin' for you to brag about baby." Von softly gripped her thigh, earning an amused snicker from Kentrell as he finally pulled away from her.

Dream ignored them both, trying to get her legs to stop shaking as she laid there feeling like a limp noodle string. She could feel liquids still dripping slowly from her entrance, and she quietly moaned, clenching her legs tighter.

She grabbed Dayvon's hand as soon as it touched her skin, and he chuckled, turning his head to look over at her. You could see the exhaustion all in her expression, a pout still resting on her lips.

The wig that she'd just gotten installed this morning was now completely lifting, and Von just knew she'd be pissed that she would have to get it redone. Him or Kentrell would pay for it though, so he hoped that she wouldn't dwell on it for too long.

His nut was dripping from her chest and down her stomach, and Kentrell's was over her cheek and chin area. Her own juices was a little bit of everywhere on her body, but mostly on her thighs.

It seemed like Kentrell was thinking the same as him, because soon enough, he was walking out the bathroom with a warm towel to wipe her down, and bath water was now running.

Dayvon stood from the bed, taking off the second comforter set they'd have to throw away while Kentrell carried Dream to the bathroom.

"This feels fucking disgosting." She spoke in a fake British accent, holding onto his arms for stability after being placed on the toilet so that she could pee out their fluids.

"Get the fuck on." Von laughed as he walked inside, and she chuckled, leaning over to the side to ease the burning feeling caused from the friction.

"Move, let me help you." Kentrell pushed her hand out the way after taking a baby wipe out of the dispenser, and she rolled her eyes, but let him wipe her down anyways.

"I think we jump started yo' period mama." He said a few seconds later, and she frowned, grabbing his wrist to stop him from wiping her.

"Girl I'on give no fucks 'bout no blood. Move so I can finish." He held a mug on his face, and she groaned in annoyance.

"Kentrell, you go too far sometimes. You are sick. You, move." She pulled his hand from between her legs, and he smacked his lips while Von laughed.

"Damn. I was hoping you was pregnant. Did you start foreal?" Von leaned against the counter, and she looked over at him. They were way too comfortable. He was just standing there, butt-ass naked, nut on his pelvis, without a care in the world.

"Can y'all get out and give me some privacy, please? Bloody hell." She muttered the last part, then Von mushed her head forward, making her laugh.

"What do you wan' privacy so bad fa'? On a scale from one to twelve, how bad do you hate me?" Kentrell asked her, also just standing there with his dick all out, still hard-surprisingly.

"Why you say to twelve? Why not to ten?" Von rose an eyebrow at the odd-but even-number.

"Um, 'cause twelve got a half-like 6. So she can choose that she halfway hate me, but halfway love me."

"Ten has a half too, you fucking dumbass." Von face palmed himself, and Dream laughed as Kentrell stood there, genuinely trying to see if he was right.

"Oh. Shut up bitch, I chose twelve 'cause that's how many bullets my .40 hold. It's gon' be eleven soon if you keep talkin'." Kentrell made a fake gun with his fingers, and Dream laughed again, shaking her head.

Ok. Enough of the lovey dovey shit soon. It's time for the climax 🫡 or whatever that shit called