Stacia watched her lovers as they finished fucking each other. Moira had been away for two weeks for work and, although she and Jack had kept each other company while his wife was away, she had missed her best friend and lover more than she thought she would. She sighed as they traded soft kisses in their aftercare.
“I wish I had what you guys have,” she said wistfully.
“What, fucking my husband multiple times a day while I’ve been slaving away isn’t enough for you?” Moira teased.
“No, your husband satisfied me completely,” Stacia smiled. “But that’s just sex. What you have is different; it seems deeper somehow, and more meaningful. I want what you have.”
“Well, we are married,” Jack said.
“I’m confused,” Moira added.
“I don’t know,” Stacia said softly. “I mean, what we have is amazing, but it just feels like there’s something missing. A connection that you have that I don’t. I want that.”
“Do you want that with us?” Moira asked.
“Not necessarily,” she replied. “I just want to find that someone that I can have that deeper connection with.”
“You want to be in love,” Moira said.
“I guess,” Stacia whispered.
“Well, I can’t do anything about that!” Moira grinned. “But there is something else I can do!” She pulled her younger lover close, and this time it was her husband’s turn to watch as the two women brought each other to a series of wet and noisy orgasms.
~ ~ ~
Their relationship continued for nearly a year, each of them having sex with the others either as a threesome or in pairs, depending on the circumstances. Moira continued travelling for work, and sometimes her husband travelled with her, other times Stacia did. Occasionally, both of them would go. Then came the event that changed all that.
Stacia came home from the gym to find her lovers on the couch holding each other, and when Moira turned to her she could see she was crying. “Moira, what’s wrong?” she asked.
Moira was unable to speak, so Jack filled her in. “We just got the news, her father just passed,” he explained.
“Oh my God, Sweetie, I’m sorry!” She sat beside her lovers and joined in their grief. After a few minutes, Moira was able to speak, and she sobbed through the story of how her Dad had a heart attack and died on his way home from the golf course.
“No warning, just gone!” she sobbed. Jack excused himself and returned a few minutes later with a facecloth and a cup of tea. Together, they wiped her face and consoled her as she came to grips with it all. She and Jack convinced her to have something to eat, and later, after a few difficult phone calls, they guided Moira up to bed. Stacia thought she should leave them alone, but Moira wouldn’t hear of it. “No, please stay!” she pleaded. “I need both of you here with me!” That night was the first time they slept together without having sex.
By the next afternoon, the arrangements were made for Moira and Jack to fly to be with her family. Stacia offered to come along, but Moira asked that she stay behind. “Are you ashamed of us?” Stacia asked.
“Oh no, please don’t think that! It’s just that I don’t think I could deal with those conversations right now.” Stacia held her and kissed her cheek.
“I understand,” she said. They hugged again and then Stacia kissed her softly. “It’s okay, really,” she said, smiling. “If that’s what you want.”
“Thank you,” Moira whispered. ” I love you.”
“I love you too,” Stacia replied. They kissed again and just held each other.
That night as they were getting ready for bed, Moira whispered something to her husband. He smiled, kissed her softly, and whispered something back before going to Stacia and kissing her good night. Stacia was a bit perplexed until Moira came to her and hugged her.
“Do you know what I need?” Moira asked. Stacia shook her head. “I need someone to take my mind off all this, and that someone is you!”
“Why not Jack?” she asked.
“Because we’re leaving in the morning and won’t be together for two weeks. I need your special loving to hold me over!” Stacia smiled as she leaned in to kiss her lover. A half hour later, after many kisses, licks, sucks, sighs, moans, screams and cries, Moira pulled her close and held her tight. “Thanks! I needed that!”
“Me too!” Stacia whispered. “Any time!” They laughed and smiled as they shared soft kisses and tender touches as they drifted off to sleep.
~ ~ ~
Stacia missed her friends terribly while they were away, not just for their bedroom activities but for their company as well. In addition to being playmates, they had become the best of friends, and she was beginning to think that she couldn’t imagine her life without them in it. When they called to tell her they’d be staying on an extra week to help Moira’s mother settle her father’s affairs, she said she understood, but Moira could hear the disappointment in her voice. “Why not go out for dinner or to a movie or something, take your mind off things?” she suggested.
She didn’t think a dinner alone would help, but she decided to go out anyway, as much because she detested the thought of cooking for herself as anything. She decided on tacos and sangria, and as she was draining the last of her glass, a man sitting alone nearby caught her attention. She thought he looked familiar but couldn’t place him. She ordered another glass of wine and looked around the restaurant. She loved people watching. When the waiter brought her glass, he mentioned to the man she had noticed earlier, “The gentleman would like to know if he can buy you this one.”
She looked his way again and saw he was smiling at her. “He’s cute!” she thought to herself. “What the fuck, why not?” She picked up the glass and tilted it toward him and mouthed, “Thank you.” She took a sip and smiled at him.
He smiled back and then stood up, moving toward her. When he arrived at her table, he asked, “May I?” She motioned for him to sit and took another sip. “You don’t remember me, do you, Stacia?” he said.
“I’m sorry,” she replied. “You look familiar, but I can’t place you.”
“I’m not surprised,” he said. “I look very different now than I did in freshman year.” He fished out his phone, called up a photo, and showed it to her.
She inhaled sharply. “Nooooo!” she gasped. “Where did you get that photo?”
“My roommate took it,” he replied. He smiled broadly as he recalled the image of her body in a white t-shirt made translucent by the two pitchers of cold water that had just been dumped on her. “I was one of the lucky guys who got to dump the water on the girls that night.”
“I had almost forgotten about that night!” she said softly, and then it all came back to her. “Were you one of the guys we were with later that night?” He grinned and nodded. “So I… I mean you… I mean… fuck I’m so embarrassed!”
“Don’t be,” he said. “It was frosh week, a lot of crazy things happened.” She smiled as she recalled that weekend and the girl she kissed in the wee hours of the morning. That was the week she discovered she was bisexual.
“Were you one of the guys who we… you know?”
He shook his head. “Sadly, no. I won the draw to pour the water on the girls; I didn’t win the other draw.”
“There was a draw?” she whispered. “Fuck me!” She looked at him and bowed her head. “You must think I’m such a slut!”
“I remember you crying about it afterwards. I also remember you kissing me on the cheek after I walked you back to your place.”
“Oh. Thanks, I guess,” she replied. “I’m sorry, I don’t remember your name.”
“Brian,” he replied. They shared what their lives had become, but Stacia kept her love life to herself. As the conversation and the drinks flowed, she found herself becoming more attracted to him. Before they knew it, the bartender announced last call, and that’s when she thought about going back home alone. She excused herself to the washroom, and as she stared at herself in the mirror, she decided she had been alone in her bed long enough since her lovers had been away. She took a deep breath and returned to the table to find him just finishing the last of his drink. ” I guess it’s too far to walk me home,” she said seductively.
“I could call a couple of taxis,” he replied.
“Or we could share,” she smiled.
“I didn’t want to assume,” he said before taking her hand and squeezing it softly.
She squeezed his hand back, “Assume away!” She leaned in and kissed him softly. “Mmmm, nice!”
Their kisses became more passionate as they waited for the taxi, and by the time they reached his place, his hands were inside her shirt and hers had felt his hardness. They fumbled and stumbled their way inside, and the door had barely clicked shut before they were pulling each other’s clothes off. A moment later, she was on her back on his love seat and he was delicately prying apart her folds before reaching out with his tongue to taste her wetness.
She grabbed two handfuls of hair in her fists and pulled him into her as she pushed her hips upward into his probing tongue. After more than two weeks of handling her own orgasms, it felt nice to experience that thrill again. It had been a while since she’d entertained a new lover, and she found the thrill as exciting as it ever had been. She let him bring her closer to the peak of arousal, and just as she thought he would bring her over the top, he stopped and began kissing his way back up her body.
“That’s a bit cruel to leave a girl dangling over the edge like that!” she whispered as his lips left hers.
“We have all night,” he replied, and he kissed her again. “You are delicious!”
“I am, aren’t I!” she replied. “What about you, are you delicious?”
“There is only one way to find out!” he said.
“Actually, there are lots of ways, but this will have to do for now,” she whispered as she began kissing her way down his body. She eventually reached his cock and smiled at its outline against his briefs. She ran her finger along its length before taking them by the waistband and waiting for him to lift his hips to remove them. It flopped against his body as it was released, and she was pleased to see that he was cut; she definitely preferred that to uncut in her lovers.
She opened wide and took him in deep, hesitating before going all the way down. He was not quite as long as her other lover, but that just made taking him in completely all the easier. She drew her lips up slowly and looked up at him to see his head lying back and his eyes closed. “Watch me,” she whispered before taking him back in. Her next glance up showed that he was indeed listening as their eyes locked.
“Holy fuck, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!” he exclaimed quietly.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet!” she replied before going back down on him.
She listened carefully to the sounds he made as he shifted his hips beneath her face, gauging his arousal so that she could edge him the way he’d done to her. She took her mouth off him and looked up, “Not yet!”
She sucked on him for another minute or so, stopping briefly to prevent him from filling her mouth with his seed. It wasn’t that she didn’t want him to cum in her mouth, she just wanted their first orgasm together to be while he was inside her.
She rolled onto her back and opened herself to him. They kissed as he moved, and in a moment she felt him against her, slowly moving forward and entering her. The small upturn of his shaft caused his head to rub against her magic spot as it slid over it, causing her to shiver. “Mmm, I could get used to this!” she breathed as she felt him fully inside her. He began slowly, sliding his cock in and out of her as they kissed. She craned her head forward and their foreheads met, locking eyes with each other as they gave and received. “Faster!” she whispered hoarsely as she felt her orgasm rise once more from deep inside her body. “Yes, like that!”
Their kisses resumed and became deeper as their lust grew. There was no more tenderness now; it was pure wanting to get to that sweet release. Words weren’t necessary, just the sighs and moans they brought from each other. She felt his body tense, so she wrapped her legs around his hips, holding him inside her as she waited for him to fill her pussy with his hot shot.
Their breathing became ragged as they fucked. The moans turned louder and became interspersed with brief, uttered words of encouragement. “Almost there!” she moaned. “Wait for me!” He tried, but the excitement of having this woman, who he thought was so far out of his league, receiving his cum was too much. He tried to think of something, anything, to distract his mind, but it was no use. With a loud groan, he surged into her as his cum shot out of him and into her. He was momentarily paralyzed as his orgasm built, held, and passed.
She tried to keep him moving inside her as he came and was thrilled that he started moving again. “That’s it! Just a little more!” she grunted as her orgasm came closer. She felt the warmth spread through her so she wrapped her legs tightly around his hips and pulled him into her as she came. The heat from her cum as it leaked out of her and down the crack of her ass thrilled her as the waves washed over her. Her nails dug into his back as it passed, and they slowly began moving against each other as their breathing began to slow.
“So good!” she whispered between kisses.
“Wow!” was all he could manage in reply, which made her smile. They lay coupled together for a few moments, sharing soft kisses until he moved off her and rolled onto his back.
She rolled into him, whispering “Not done!” before kissing her way back down his body. She took him into her mouth to taste their combined orgasm and then moved back up to share it with him. He hesitated at first, but she persisted until his mouth opened to admit her tongue.
“Told you there was more than one way to find out!” she giggled, licking her lips. They cuddled and kissed for a bit, trailing their fingertips along each other’s skin. He excused himself to the washroom, and while he was gone, she fished her phone from her jacket pocket and sent Moira a text.
“I met someone!” she tapped on the screen. A few minutes later, she got a reply.
“Is he/she cute?”
“Very! And he’s great in bed!”
“That happened quickly!”
“Kinda, yeah,” she replied. “I was lonely and horny so I took your advice and went out. I saw him, he saw me, we had a drink, then another and another and I decided I didn’t want to be alone tonight. A half hour later, he was suckling on my clit and I had his cock in my throat!”
“A tale as old as time!” Moira replied. “You going to see him again?”
“I’m not done seeing him now!” Stacia laughed. “He’s in the washroom, and when he comes out I’m gonna fuck him again!”
“Fuck’s sake, now I’m horny! Looks like hubby is getting lucky later!”
“Your hubby is the luckiest man alive, having us two to play with whenever he wants!”
“He is, isn’t he? Have fun, save some loving for me! We’ll be home in 3 days!”
“Always! And maybe you guys can meet him properly!” She sent several naughty emojis that showed that sharing her new man was definitely in the cards.
Just then, he emerged from the washroom, so she got up, put her phone back in her jacket and took her turn getting freshened up. She contemplated not cleaning her pussy to see if she could get him to clean up the mess he had made down there, but decided that could always come later.
She climbed back under the covers and kissed him, “Ready for round two?”
“I will be in a few minutes!” he replied. Ten minutes later, he was spraying his cum on her face.
~ ~ ~
“I got a text from Stacia tonight,” Moira told her husband as they were settling into bed.
“How’s she doing?” Jack asked.
“Pretty well by all accounts, she says she met someone,” she replied. “She was telling me about fucking him, and now I’m all hot and bothered!”
“I have the cure for that!” he replied as his hands moved to fondle her breasts.
“Why do you think I brought it up?” she smiled as she turned her face and kissed him. They fucked as quietly as they could so as not to disturb her mother, who was in her room just down the hall.
~ ~ ~
Stacia moved up, and as she made to kiss her new lover, he shied away. She collected a dollop of his cum from her cheek with her fingertip and licked it clean, smiling slyly as she removed her finger from between her lips. Then she took his hand and used it to swipe another drop from her nose and feed it to herself. Collecting another blob with her own finger, she moved it toward his mouth. He made a face and then acquiesced, “What the fuck!” He parted his lips and she slipped her finger inside. He savoured the taste and found it less unpleasant than he’d imagined it would.
“Not exactly tasty but not awful either,” he said before collecting another droplet and feeding it to her.
“I think it’s delicious!” she replied, and she moved to kiss him once more. A moment later, he was cleaning her face with his tongue and lips.
~ ~ ~
“Are you alright, honey?” Moira’s mother asked. “You look lost in thought.”
Moira took a deep breath and sighed, “I’m just thinking about a friend. I miss her very much.”
“She must be a very special friend to make you feel that way,” her mother said as she reached out and touched her arm. Moira looked at her, wondering if she should tell her mother of her proclivities. “Relax, Sweetheart, I know. I heard you and Jack last night!”
“Oh. God, I’m sorry!” Moira gasped.
“Don’t worry about it, it was just the inspiration I needed!”
“Mom! I don’t need to hear about that!” Moira said quietly.
“Oh, you think you’re the only one with a special friend? Your father and I have had many special friends over the years. In fact, after everything is settled, I’m going away with a special friend of my own!”
“Mom! Seriously?” Moira could not believe that her mother was telling her these things. For her part, her mom just giggled and touched her daughter’s cheek as she passed by on her way out of the kitchen.
~ ~ ~
Stacia woke early because she had to get home and get ready for work. The smell of coffee and toast hit her nostrils and she realized she was quite hungry. She rolled out of bed and saw a battered man’s robe lying across the foot of the bed. She put it on and followed the aroma to the kitchen where she saw Brian with his back to her, buttering some toast and spreading a generous helping of jam on it. “Mmm, that coffee smells delicious!” she said quietly. She moved behind him and wrapped her arms around his torso, squeezing him tightly. “I had fun last night.”
“We had fun last night,” he replied. He turned and kissed her softly before moving away slightly to look at her. “You are amazing!” They kissed again and his hand moved to cup her breast.
“We can’t, I have to go home and get cleaned up for work,’ she protested.
“Sure I can’t talk you into calling in sick and spending the day in bed with me?” he asked.
“Believe me, that sounds amazing, but I have a new client coming in and I need to be there,” she replied.
“Another time maybe?” he asked as he bent to kiss her again.
“Definitely!” she replied. They kissed a few more times, then she moved away, picked up the cup of coffee from the counter and went back into the bedroom. A quick shower later, and she was dressed and ready to go.
“Call me later?” she asked.
“I don’t have your number,” he said.
“Yeah, you do,” she smiled. “There’s my cab.” She kissed him again and bounced out the door. A few minutes later, her phone pinged. She looked at it and smiled at the photo he had sent her of her number written in lipstick on the bathroom mirror. “Call me!“
~ ~ ~
Stacia struggled to focus for the next couple of days, and it annoyed her that Brian hadn’t texted or called that day or the next. She was just about to give in and text him when her phone pinged. It wasn’t him, it was Moira.
“Gonna be home, tomorrow evening, can you pick us up from the airport?”
“Of course, what’s your flight # and ETA?”
Moira texted the info and then sent a photo of her with her husband’s cock in her mouth. “Jack says he can’t wait to see you!”
“Mmmm, you going to be okay with sharing him after having him all to yourself for 3 weeks?”
“Looking forward to it! Especially licking his cum from your sweet pussy!” Stacia reached down and rubbed her clit against the seam of her slacks as she got the mental image of looking down at the top of her girlfriend’s head while she licked her clean.
A half hour later, she got another text, this time from Brian. “Sorry, I haven’t been in touch, something’s up at work and I’ve been totally consumed by it. The worst is over now. How are you?”
“Lonely,” she replied. “Needy!” She slipped her hand down the front of her slacks and took a photo to send to him.
“Oh, so naughty photos are where we’re at now, is it?”
Her phone pinged again, and she saw his hand wrapped around the outline of his cock against his pants.
“Nice!” she typed. She waited for his response, and she didn’t have to wait long.
“Are you free tomorrow night? I was thinking dinner and a movie.”
“Can’t tomorrow night, I have to pick my friends up from the airport. How about Saturday?”
“Saturday works,” he replied. “Pick you up at 6?”
“You have a date!” she texted him back.
Then she texted Moira. “I have a date Saturday night!”
“Aww! I was hoping we could have a reunion that night!”
She thought for a moment and wondered if she should take a chance. She had been thinking ever since her first night with Brian that she’d like the four of them to get together. She also knew that he would either agree to it or not, and if he didn’t, she’d have a choice to make. “What the fuck!” she thought. “Why don’t you guys join us for our date? I’ve always wanted to go on a double date! Let me check with him.”
She thought for a few minutes and wondered if it was too soon to get Brian involved with her other lovers. She knew that if they were going to be a serious couple, the four of them would have to get together at some point. She thought he was pretty special, but was he special enough to make her choose between him and her relationship with Moira and Jack? Was it too soon? Then she had an idea.
~ ~ ~
“God, I have missed you guys!” Stacia said as she greeted her lovers with a group hug in the arrivals area. Not wanting to broadcast their relationship, she settled for a quick kiss and a wink for each of them. Jack moved off to the luggage carousel, leaving the two women in each other’s arms. “How’s your mom? Is everything okay?”
“She’s coping, we all are. It was just so sudden. It just goes to show you, you never know what’s going to happen,” Moira answered.
“I wish you had let me go with you,” Stacia said.
“There were days that I wished we had too, especially after one particular conversation I had with my mom.”
“Oh, what about?”
“Not here,” Moira whispered. “Besides, if you had gone with us, you wouldn’t have met this new guy! Spill!”
“Not here,” Stacia said with a wink.
The luggage collected, they made their way to Stacia’s car in the car park, the two women holding hands and talking along the way. They got aboard, and as Stacia started moving out of the parking stall, Moira asked, “Now?”
“His name is Brian, we’re the same age, and we actually met for the first time during our freshman year in college,” Stacia said. She told the story of the wet t-shirt contest, how she’d gotten drunk and let her inhibitions down and how he’d treated her at the end of the evening. “He is really sweet. We’ve only been out the one time, but I really like him!”
“It helps that he’s good in bed! That happened quickly!” Moira said.
“About as quickly as when you and I hooked up the first time,” Stacia shot back. “That’s worked out pretty well.”
“Very well,” Moira said. She lifted Stacia’s fingers to her lips and kissed them.
“So tell me about this conversation with your mom,” Stacia said.
“Well, after we talked and you told me about Brian, I was horny and needed some loving so Jack and I got busy. We tried to be quiet, but I guess we weren’t because the next day we were talking and I told her that I missed my friend. She guessed correctly that we are more than just friends, and then she told me she has a special friend of her own.”
“Fuck right off!” Stacia gasped. “That must have been weird hearing that from your mom!”
“As weird as it gets,” Moira replied. “But it got me thinking. Life’s too short for second guesses. If you have something or someone special in your life, you should celebrate that and embrace it. I never want to look back and wonder, ‘what if’ ever again!”
“I agree,” Stacia said. It was her turn to kiss her girlfriend’s fingers. “That’s why I am thinking about asking Brian to join us.”
Moira looked at her, and she heard Jack shifting on the back seat. “We should talk about that first, don’t you think?” he said.
“We will talk about it, hopefully tonight. I have a date with him tomorrow night, and I was thinking you guys could just accidentally on purpose show up at the same restaurant and turn it into a double date. If something happens, it happens.”
“That would definitely throw a wrinkle into things,” Jack said.
“What sort of wrinkle?” Stacia asked.
“The sort where we want you to move in with us and live with us as a threesome,” Moira said quietly.
“That’s a pretty big wrinkle,” Stacia said just as quietly. “More like a bomb.”
“Yeah, it’s big. I had the same reaction when Mora suggested it to me last night, but we talked about it, and we agree. We think it’s the next logical step in our relationship.”
“Wow,” Stacia breathed. She didn’t utter another word until they arrived at their house. “Listen, guys, I was really looking forward to tonight, but you just dropped a nuke on me, and I think I need some time to deal with the fallout.”
“Told you,” Jack said.
“Are you sure? I was really hoping for you to love me like only you can,” Moira said.
“No, I’m not sure, and that’s the problem. Like I said a few weeks ago, I want what you have, and Brian might be that person. I was looking forward to tonight as much as you were, but I need a clear head, and we all know, clear heads are not very common when the three of us are together like that.”
“I understand,” Moira said. She didn’t, but she said she did.
“Thank you,” Stacia replied as she opened her door and got out. She popped the trunk, and her lovers met her at the rear of the car. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Jack said. “You feel how you feel, and if you need some time to sort this out in your head, we’re fine with that. Take your time and get back to us when you’re ready to talk.” He hefted their suitcase out of the trunk and set it down, reaching out to take her in his arms. She smiled and tiptoed up to kiss him softly.
“Thanks, Jack,” she said before turning to Moira.
The two women kissed, a long, slow, loving kiss, and then they looked at each other’s faces. “This would be easy if I weren’t in love with you,” Moira whispered.
“It would be,” Stacia replied. “I love you too, both of you.” They kissed again and then smiled at each other. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Moira said. She moved to follow her husband into the house, and as the front door closed, Stacia started crying.
~ ~ ~
She hardly slept that night. Moira and Jack’s proposal was running circles in her mind. On the one hand, she was head over heels in love with them both; on the other hand, she was completely infatuated with Brian and wanted desperately to see where that relationship might go. She really had the feeling that he was the answer to her wanting the kind of thing that Moira and Jack had. It didn’t occur to her that, by inviting her to be with them in a polyamorous relationship, there had been a fundamental change in what they had. She thought about texting them, but she knew they were tired after what had been a very emotional and difficult three weeks away. One thing she knew for sure, she’d done the right thing by not going to bed with them that night, for as much as her body and soul craved them, she knew that with all the emotion that comes from being with them, she would have decided to move with them and not pursue a relationship with Brian.
~ ~ ~
The sky was beginning to brighten before sleep overtook her, so it was after noon before she woke up, breathing heavily and sweating from the erotic and disturbing dream she’d just had. In it, Moira was on top of Brian with his cock in her pussy, and Jack was fucking her ass from behind. That was the erotic part; the disturbing part was that just before she awoke, Moira turned and smiled at her, “Who needs you now that I have your boyfriend’s cock to keep me satisfied?” She sat up, shaking, partly aroused from her dream but mostly terrified. She took a shower and got dressed before picking up her phone and texting Moira. “Can you come over?“
“Of course, when?”
“ASAP!”
“Something wrong?”
“A little bit, yeah.”
“Just me or Jack too?”
“Just you.”
“On my way. Be there in 15.”
She called out to her husband, “Jack, I gotta run over to Stacia’s, she freaking out about something and asked me to come over!”
“Did she say what?” he asked.
“No, but I have a feeling it’s about the nuke we dropped on her last night,” she said.
He came over and helped her with her coat. “Go help her. Do you want me to go with you?”
“No, she asked for me. I’ll call you if we want you to join us.”
“Okay, call me later, let me know how she is.” She kissed her husband and went out the door hurriedly.
She drove quickly and arrived to see Stacia standing looking out the window, waiting for her. She walked quickly up the stairs and just as she was about to knock, the door flew open. She stepped inside where Stacia wrapped her in a ferocious hug and then kissed her passionately. She kicked the door closed with her heel, and after their kiss, Stacia burst into tears.
“Sweetie, what is it?” Moira asked. She had to wait for Stacia to calm down before she could talk.
“I had this dream, well, a nightmare really, and it was awful!” the younger woman said.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“I think I need to,” Stacia said. “Fuck I need a drink!”
Moira went to the fridge and got a rum cooler for each of them. “This will do for a start, but this might be a tequila afternoon,” Stacia gasped after downing half the bottle. She took another sip and motioned for Moira to sit down beside her.
“About this dream,” she said.
“Okay, well, we were together, the four of us,” Stacia began.
“You, me, Jack and your new guy,” Moira said.
“Brian, yeah. Anyway, you were with both of them, and I was watching. It was so hot, and I couldn’t wait to switch places with you.” She took another drink. “So then, you were on top of Brian fucking him and Jack was behind you fucking your ass.”
“Very hot indeed, what’s the bad part?” Moira asked.
Stacia took a deep breath. “Okay, look. I’m not accusing you of anything; you don’t even know Brian, but you looked over at me with this wild look and smiled at me. That’s when you said it.”
“Said what?” Moira asked.
“You said, ‘Who needs you now that I have your boyfriend’s cock to keep me satisfied?’!
“Oh no,” Moira whispered. “You have to know I would never say anything like that!”
“I know, but you guys asked me to move in with you, and I really like Brian and want to see where things go with him, and I had this dream, and it just freaked me the fuck out, you know?”
“I’m sorry,” Moira said.
“Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything,” Stacia asked.
“I’m sorry you’re going through this right now,” Moira replied. “Jack and I talked about it on the way home, and we decided to ask you to be with us, to live with us. We knew you had a new boyfriend and should have waited until your feelings for him got a little more solid before dropping that bomb. If you’re not ready, we understand.”
“I want to, heaven knows I want to, but I want to see how things go with Brian, too. I’m hoping someday all four of us can be together, but I just don’t know how to ask him about it.”
“I hear you,” Moira said. “Look, you take all the time you need, when you’re ready, we’ll talk about it some more, okay?” Moira reached up and cupped Stacia’s face. “When are you seeing him again?”
“Tonight, we’re going to have dinner and go to a movie,” Stacia replied.
“Does he know about us?” Stacia shook her head. “Do you plan on telling him?”
“I guess I have to at some point,” Stacia acknowledged.
“Some advice?” Moira asked. Stacia nodded her head. “Think about it this way. You get to know him and your relationship starts to get serious and then you tell him and he freaks out. Wouldn’t it be better and more fair for him if he knows the full story before getting in too deep?”
“I guess,” Stacia said softly. “Maybe I could start by telling him I’m bi and see how he reacts?”
“That sounds sensible. You just have to be ready for him to react. It might take him some time to process it, so you have to be patient.”
“I think you’re right,” Stacia said. She took a deep breath. “Thanks, Moira, you are so sensible.” She finished her drink and asked Moira if she wanted another. “I have an idea.”
“Oh, what would that be?” Moira asked.
Stacia checked her watch. “I’m meeting him at 6:00, that means I have just under four hours to get ready. Just enough time for you to make love to me, take a shower together, and you to help me get ready for tonight.”
“That is an excellent idea!” Moira said as she leaned in to kiss her lover.
~ ~ ~
“Hey, you!” Stacia said as she saw Brian at the bar. “Waiting long?” She moved to him and gave him a soft kiss. “I’ve missed you!”
“I’ve missed you too,” he replied. “Just got here a few minutes ago. What’ll you have?”
“Dry white wine,” she replied. He motioned to the bartender to get two, and he turned to face her.
“You look amazing!”
“Thanks, you look pretty nice yourself!” She had gone through a little extra trouble to get ready, making sure her best-fitting dress fit just so over the new lingerie she had bought the day before. She and Moira had taken their time picking the exact right shades of makeup to accentuate her look. She wanted to give him every reason to listen very carefully when she revealed that she liked women as much as men.
She knew things could go very wrong if he wasn’t the adventurous type, but given that she’d convinced him to taste his own cum the first time they’d been together, she thought she could pull it off.
They were just finishing their wine when the hostess told them their table was ready. She escorted them to their table, and she was surprised when Brian held her chair while she sat down. He sat across from her and took a deep breath as he looked at her. “What?” she asked.
“You are so gorgeous,” he said quietly. She blushed a little before taking a sip of water and picking up her menu.
“Thank you, we put a lot of effort into picking out just the right outfit.”
“We?” he asked.
“My friend Moira and I. She came over today to talk to me, and she helped me get ready.” She smiled at the recollection of the two of them naked and intertwined on her bed as they licked each other to orgasm.
“I’d like to meet her,” he said.
“I can make that happen,” she replied. “I’d like for you to meet her, too!” she thought as she turned her attention to her menu.
They talked during dinner and dessert, and by the time they were finished, it was too late to make it to the movie. He apologized, but she waved him off. “I’m really enjoying just talking to you and getting to know you better.” Before they knew it, the restaurant was closing.
“Would you like to see my place?” she asked.
“I would love to see your place,” he said.
“Okay,” she said quietly.
They hugged and kissed softly while they waited for a taxi and continued during the ride. The driver had to disturb them when they arrived. They made their way inside and kissed again. “Would you like a tour?” she asked.
“Sure,” he said.
“Follow me,” she smiled. She took his hand and led him directly to her bedroom. In moments, they were naked, and their lips were exploring each other’s bodies. He urged her onto her back and whispered, ” I want to taste you!”
“Mmmm, please!” she sighed as he began kissing his way down her body. “Yes, there!” she breathed as he found the sensitive area right below her collarbone. He hesitated there before continuing his journey south until he found her breasts. His hands cupped them and he whispered, “Magnificent!” before latching on to one nipple. He switched sides after a moment before resuming his travels. A few moments later, he arrived at her mons, shaved smooth by Moira earlier in the day.
She grabbed two fistfuls of bedsheet as he licked and suckled on her lips and clit. She felt him shift, and then two fingers entered her, pressing upward to massage that magical spot that few men even know exists. Her hips surged upwards as he rubbed it, “Fuck, Yes! Right there!” she moaned. He started humming and the vibrations on her clit added to the pleasure. The only person who was better at this was the woman who had done it to her a few hours ago.
He shifted again and she felt his thumb on her clit, rubbing it as he began finger-fucking her. Her orgasm built quickly and soon she was ready for blast off. She tried to hold back so she could enjoy the exquisite experience just a little longer, but he was just too good. Then, just as she was about to succumb to the ecstasy, he stopped and began kissing his way back up her body. He finally reached her mouth, and for the second time that day, she tasted herself on her lover’s lips and tongue.
“I am delicious, if I do say so myself!” she whispered as she broke their kiss. She smiled and him and he smiled back.
“Very delicious!” he replied. “What about me, do you think I’m delicious?”
“You are very tasty but not so tasty as I am,” she grinned.
“No argument here!” he said. She rolled onto her back and opened herself to him.
“Fuck me, Brian! Stick that hard cock in me and make us cum!”
“Oh my, what a dirty mouth you have!” he grinned.
“All the better to kiss you with!” she grinned back.
She moaned loudly as he slipped fully into her wet quim with a single slow stroke. He started moving, but not nearly quickly enough for her liking. “Faster! Harder!” she growled. “Fuck that pussy!” She locked her ankles around his ass, which made hers bounce up and down off the mattress as they fucked. “That’s what I need, right there!” she panted as her breathing became ragged. She pulled his face down for a hot kiss and then they touched foreheads to stare at each other’s faces.
No more words were necessary; the other noises that were coming uncommanded from their bodies told them that they were in a race to the finish line. Both were hoping for a photo finish so they could reach that most exquisite of highs together. He repositioned her so her calves were under his shoulders, and loud slaps echoed through the house as his hips slammed into the back of her thighs. Her pussy was leaking profusely, causing squishy noises to come from the force of their coupling.
Moans turned to screams as he pounded into her, and soon she was back on the brink of the precipice, longing to fall over and give herself to it. He heaved into her for a couple of last strokes, trying to hold off so she would cum first. But she had other plans.
“Give it to me!” she groaned. “Fill my cunt!” Her obscenities pushed him over the top, and he unloaded into her. Over and over, his cock surged as he held himself into her. He wanted to keep stroking, but his body wouldn’t allow it, not for a minute or so at least. As it turned out, it didn’t matter.
His orgasm triggered hers, and she announced it to the world with a series of loud wails, each one timed with the pulse of each wave of pleasure. She held him tight, squeezing him with every ounce she had, not wanting him to move so much as a fraction of an inch until it passed. They both felt the warmth and wetness as her body released that clear, slick fluid over and around him, running out of her and down over her bum onto the mattress below them.
After a few moments, he started moving slowly again, just a few soft strokes to finish off the experience. She relaxed and lay back, enjoying the afterglow of being well and properly fucked. They shared soft kisses as their breathing slowed, and then they looked at each other and smiled.
“That, Mister, is how you do that!” she whispered. They kissed again, and he made to move from between her legs. “No, not yet! Just a little longer, please!” He acquiesced, and they lay together, coupled in that most intimate of ways.
They both felt him begin to soften, but she wanted the feeling of his cock inside her until it flopped out of its own accord. This was one of her favourite parts of fucking, that warm and mellow feeling that followed the blinding rush of orgasm. She sighed as he slipped out of her and he rolled off her onto his back, his chest heaving as he regained his breathing, and his heart rate fell to normal.
She moved over him and kissed him before moving quickly to take his softening cock in her mouth. She then moved her hips to place them over his face and lowered her pussy down so he could return the favour.
“Now that’s delicious!” she said as she took a short break to swallow what she had cleaned from him.
~ ~ ~
About the time they were sitting down for dinner, Moira and Jack were whispering soft words in their post-coital bliss. After they finished, Jack propped himself on one elbow and looked at his wife. “Do you think she’ll ask him to join us?” he asked.
“Do you want him to join us?” she asked in return.
“I know you do!” he said. “You would love to be double-stuffed again!”
“I would, but I also want to see Stacia get double stuffed!” she said. “I don’t think she’s ever been with two guys at the same time, but I think every woman should, at least once in her life.”
“So how do we make that happen?” he asked.
“She already knows we’re open to it. I told her this afternoon while she was going down on me! The ball is in her court now; it’s up to her to figure it out.”
“Do you think she might choose him over us?” he asked.
“I don’t know. She’s really at odds with everything she’s feeling right now. I told her to sort out her feelings for him and to let their relationship develop a little. If at some point she decides to be with him rather than us, there’s nothing we can do about it. But you know Stacia, she tends to think with her pussy rather than her heart or her head!”
“She does that!” he said as he leaned in to kiss her softly. “I need a shower.”
“We need a shower!” Moira laughed. Ten minutes later, her hands were braced against the shower wall as her husband fucked her from behind.
~ ~ ~
“Last night was amazing!” she whispered as she lay with her head on his shoulder. They had woken up in the night and fucked again, this time he was behind her as he drilled into her. He toyed his finger around her back door as he did, and the moans that came out of her told him that she was not opposed to him fucking her ass. That was one of his fantasies, and it thrilled him that she might be the one who made it come true for him.
“Last night, or this morning, I guess, when I was playing with my finger around your bum, did you like that?” he asked.
“I was hoping you would fuck my bum, actually,” she replied.
“You’d let me do that?”
“I’d love for you to do that!” She turned over and kissed him. “I’m famished. “A good fucking or two always makes me hungry. How about I go make some breakfast while you take a shower, and then I’ll take a bath. After that, you can slip your hard cock into my butt!”
“Not sure I can wait that long!” he said lasciviously.
“Well, you’re going to have to!” she replied. “I like to be prepared for a good ass fucking!”
The next hour was agony for him as he could think only of his cock sliding into her ass, and she wanted to talk about anything but sex. After breakfast was made and eaten, she went to him. “Could you go down to the store? I’m out of milk for coffee.”
“I can drink mine black,” he said, oblivious to her ploy.
She laughed and kissed him. “No, silly, you need something to do while I take my bath and get ready for you!”
“I’m ready for you now!” he growled.
She reached down and fondled him. “Yes, you are! But I’m not. Go!”
She hummed to herself as she ran her bath and got her favourite toy ready. After a soak for a while, she shaved herself smooth and drew slow circles around her clit to warm her up for the action that was about to come. Then she made sure her bum was clean inside and out, checking with her toy that there would be no nasty surprises. There wasn’t much that grossed her out when it came to sex, but that was one of them. Finally, she slipped her silver bullet-shaped into her bum and pressed it snugly home. “He’s going to love that!” she whispered to herself. Satisfied that she was ready, she got out, dried off, gave her hair a quick blow-dry and put on a little makeup before putting on her best lingerie. A bustier in deep blue with black lace trim, and stockings to match. Her black ‘come-fuck-me’ heels completed the ensemble. Her timing was perfect because she was just slipping on her heels as she heard the front door open.
“Almost ready!” she called out to him. “Just give me a minute!” She double checked her face and got up onto the bed, sitting back against the headboard. “You can come up now!”
He walked into the room and stopped. “Wow! You look amazing!”
She smiled broadly at him, “Perfect choice of words!” She ran her hands down her thighs to her knees and slowly parted her legs. Then she ran them back up to her pussy, pulling apart her inner lips and fingering the end of the glittering jewel at the end of her butt plug.
She crooked her finger to beckon him over, and as his lips met hers, her tongue snaked forward to tease his. “You ever fucked a lady’s bum before?” she asked. He shook his head no. “Well, from what my past lovers have told me, you are in for a treat!”
“Had a lot of past lovers, have you?” he asked.
“A few,” she replied. “Is that the conversation you want to have right now?” He shook his head no again and mashed his lips against hers.
He wasn’t the only one getting impatient. She hadn’t had her butt reamed by a hard cock since before Moira and Jack went away almost a month ago, and she was craving to feel it once again. She broke off their kissing and rolled onto all fours. She reached out to the nightstand to pass him the small bottle of lube that she’d placed there beside her favourite rabbit vibrator. “Use lots of this,” she said before reaching between her legs and slipping the rabbit inside her, pressing the button to start it thrumming against her clit and G-Spot simultaneously.
The rabbit by itself was usually enough to get her motor running at full speed, but the way it was pressed against her G-Spot when a hard cock was in her ass only intensified the feeling. That was what she was craving.
She shivered a little when the cool of the lube hit her anus, “Slip a finger in there first,” she said, and she felt him oblige. After a moment, she said, “Another one!” and she felt the stretch as her ass hole was pried open. She looked back over her shoulder and nodded, “It’s time!” He just grinned stupidly and moved into position. She felt his head push up against her. “Go easy at first,” she warned him and then that delicious stretch as he pushed himself slowly inside her.
“Fuck that’s tight!” he groaned as the widest part of his shaft slipped out of sight. Not hearing any objection, he kept pushing until his hips contacted her buttocks. The thrum of the rabbit against them both was a feeling he hadn’t expected, but he now had a new understanding of why women used vibrators.
“Slowly,” she said, and he started moving. “Yeah, Baby, just like that!” She adjusted the rabbit so it sat exactly where she wanted it and pushed the button to raise the intensity of the vibrations. “Mmm, that’s it right there!”
“Fuck me, this feels amazing! I’ve never felt anything like it!” Brian groaned as he started moving a bit faster.
“Not fuck you, fuck me!” Stacia demanded. “Harder, God dammit!” He increased the tempo and the depth of his drives forward until once again, the sounds of the bodies slapping together filled her small house.
“So fucking tight!” he growled. “I’m not gonna last long like this!”
“Hang in there, Baby! Almost there!” The anticipation of doing this had brought them to a fever before they even began, so it didn’t take long for both of them to reach their desired goal.
Stacia got the first, letting out a scream as she pulled the toy from her pussy and squirted all over the bedsheet below her. She plunged it back in for a few frantic strokes and pulled it out again as another wave crashed over her. Her entire focus was a sphere of a few inches around her G-Spot and clit as her toy worked its magic on her; nothing else mattered.
For his part, Brian did his best to keep fucking the shaking, quaking body underneath him. he grasped a firm hold on her hips and then realized the utility of the straps holding her stockings to her bustier. He grabbed them like handles and pulled her back onto him as he drove forward, impaling himself into her as far as he could go.
“That’s it, Baby! Fuck that tight ass!” she moaned as another wave approached her. She needed to feel the heat of his cum shot inside her to finish her off. He was just another fuck toy at that point, so long as she got where she needed to go, she couldn’t care less about his pleasure.
And what pleasure it was. He doubted he could grasp his cock with his fist as tightly as her ass was on him. He knew he was close, and like her, he cared not about her pleasure; all he wanted was to cum.
And so they did, loudly and wetly, as he drove himself home and held her onto him. He felt the surge of his orgasm and the clench of her body on him as she came in waves, one after another. Finally, she flopped forward onto her belly, and he slipped out of her. “Oooh, that was so good!” she sighed between great, heaving breaths. She rolled underneath him and brought him in for soft kisses. “Fuck I needed that!”
“I could tell,” he laughed. “That was the most incredible thing I ever felt!” They kissed some more as their heartbeats slowed and their breathing returned to normal.
“So you wanted to ask me some questions?” she said.
“Later, I got nothing left in me,” he replied. He held her close and let his body succumb to rest.
