Mari is introduced.
Mari arrived in Aimi’s apartment shortly afterwards, that summertime, and was formally introduced to Simon.
She was a more shapely female than Aimi, with more pronounced breasts and hips, but a slender waist and shapely legs. She was about the same height as Aimi, and though her hair was also of the deepest black, it was dyed with a couple of very dramatic streaks of the brightest red. She had clearly spent a great deal of time (and probably money) on her appearance, and Simon could easily understand Aimi’s infatuation with her.
She was the perfect ‘girly-girl’ foil to Aimi’s ‘boy-girl’, and their relationship was clearly a strong one; when in the same room, they were rarely out of physical contact with each other, and when they were, their eyes were locked onto each other. It seemed like pure young love, and Simon was pleased for them both. Their presence, just as neighbours, seemed to lighten the atmosphere all around, and Mari’s frequent giggles were like tinkling chimes in the wind. It was a delight to have them around.
Simon was introduced to her as the ‘friendly neighbour’ who had helped Aimi to settle in and prepare the apartment for Mari to join her. Mari was clearly very happy and relieved to have escaped their inhibited enclave, and to rejoin her childhood love.
She thanked Simon profusely for all his help and support of Aimi, and hoped to get to know him better as she settled in to her new home.
She was pleased and impressed with his attempt at Haiku, which Aimi had mounted on the wall above their bed. She was relieved that there were no secrets about their Gay relationship now, and no disapproval, as there had been in their home town.
Simon and Aimi and Mari.
Simon and Aimi maintained their distance from each other for a month or so, at least sexually. They were both rather cautious about what they said in Mari’s presence.
Simon returned to his previous means of release, using porn, though his mind frequently wandered to Aimi when he masturbated, and sometimes to Mari as well now. She was very sexually attractive, after all.
Aimi had Mari to occupy her attention now. Clearly Mari had a voracious sexual appetite for Aimi’s expert oral attentions, but at night Aimi sometimes found her thoughts wandering to Simon’s cock. In her dreams, she still pictured the streams of cum he ejected and the memories of him fucking her sometimes made her wet. Her one and only experience of him fucking her had been quite unforgettable.
Mari settled in fully after a few weeks and was very happy with Aimi’s regular sexual attention to her. It seemed that they had caught up on the backlog which had built up during their separation, and had now settled into a more routine frequency.
She questioned how Aimi had managed her desires during the months they had been apart, and one drunken evening, Aimi confessed about Simon’s need for sexual release, and that she had helped him through his understandable difficulties.
Aimi assured her that there had been no sense of ‘unfaithfulness’ at all, simply a need for the mechanical relief of his frustrations, but she admitted that he had then also masturbated her. She did not say how he did that and certainly did not admit to asking him to fuck her!
Surprisingly, perhaps, Mari did not seem at all upset, and in fact, admitted that of course she had masturbated frequently during Aimi’s absence, though always alone. She understood Simon’s needs completely, given his circumstances, and that Aimi had then needed him to reciprocate, in Mari’s absence. It was clear she did not feel at all threatened by Simon’s involvement with Aimi.
Once these ‘confessions’ were out in the open, they fucked each other energetically!
Afterwards, it seemed much easier for them to talk about Simon as a sexual being, and Mari asked for more details. Like Aimi, she had had no heterosexual experience, and was curious about the mechanics, although she was fully satisfied with Aimi and with their own relationship.
Mari asked if Aimi thought Simon still needed their help, and suggested that she would be open to such an experience herself, as long as they acted together. The only thing that would upset her would be if Aimi met with Simon secretly now.
Thus it was that Aimi talked with Simon, to offer an occasional get-together for the three of them. When Simon fully understood the meaning of this offer, he enthusiastically agreed!
The first meeting of Spring.
Aimi and Mari visited Simon in his apartment, as planned, and both were clearly dressed to excite; they were very stylishly dressed, predominantly in colourful silk, and fully made up with equally colourful cosmetics. They had treated the occasion as an evening out, to have fun, and to leave any inhibitions at home.
Simon was excited even before they arrived, remembering his experiences with Aimi, and she was secretly wet with anticipation as well. Mari was a little more hesitant, but being with Aimi gave her confidence, and she was already comfortable with Simon’s quiet and polite manner.
It soon became clear that Aimi was really ‘in charge’ that evening. Simon did not want to offend and would be grateful whatever happened; Mari followed Aimi’s lead knowing that she had done this before.
After a few drinks, they all relaxed a little, and Aimi simply suggested that they should all undress. She emphasised that she and Simon had already seen each other naked, and of course, she and Mari had, so she suggested that Mari should be the first to undress, for Simon to get aroused.
A little nervously, Mari stood and unbuttoned her silk blouse, then slipped it from her shoulders; she did not make eye contact with Simon or Aimi, but stared modestly downwards. Only when she heard Simon gasp with pleasure at the sight of her ample breasts, did she gather her courage and look up at him. She could immediately see the lust now hiding behind his gentle, smiling eyes.
Her breasts were crowned with pink cherry-blossom areolae, and a darker, erect nipple like a cherry stone. Aimi reached out to fondle her breasts as she had so many times before, though only ever in private. She teased her nipples with her thumbs as she lifted her breasts for Simon to admire, then bent her head to lick and suck them.
Then Aimi unbuttoned Mari’s skirt and dropped it to the floor around her feet. She knelt and looked up at Mari, who slightly parted her legs to allow Aimi to deftly roll her panties down. Simon gasped again as Mari’s completely waxed mound and pussy was revealed; there was no ‘landing strip’ such as Aimi sported, just smooth, bare, pale skin begging to be licked and touched. Aimi was clearly very proud of Mari.
Aimi turned to Simon and said, “Now you, Simon! Stand in front of Mari and admire her, while I undress you.”
He did not need to be asked twice! His jeans were already under strain, and his cock needed to be released from its confines. When Aimi exposed his hard cock, it was Mari’s turn to gasp!
“My God!” she said, “Is that real? You didn’t tell me how big he is, Aimi! But you have played with him before?”
“I have,” she replied, grinning, while she completed undressing Simon and made him stand naked, face-to-face with her own naked lover, though they did not touch yet.
Aimi quickly undressed herself and joined her friend and her lover- she was ecstatic, and her obvious wetness was matched by Mari, who simply could not avert her eyes from Simon’s throbbing cock, as he stood there before her.
“Simon,” said Aimi, “I have told Mari how much you cum, and that you have no-one else to help you. We’d like to give our neighbour a helping hand from time to time, so can you just stand and let us play?”
He could hardly speak, but Simon managed to croak “I give you a free hand, girls. Do with me as you wish!”
Mari tentatively reached out a finger to stroke Simon’s cock very lightly from tip to base, as though she were measuring him. Aimi took Mari’s other hand and pressed the palm to Simon’s balls and curled her fingers around them, to feel their weight. Then she wrapped her own tiny hand around the shaft and Mari watched as she stroked her tight grip from top to bottom, witnessing the swelling of the swollen head to even greater proportions. She groaned loudly and copied what Aimi had done, though she was more cautious about the tightness of her grip; Aimi suggested she do it again, and again… and again.
Simon stood as still as he possibly could, looking up at the ceiling, because the sight of these two beautiful girls kneeling before him, worshipping and stroking his cock, would have led to an immediate conclusion. He let them play as long as he could, and listened as they muttered to each other in Japanese while they stroked, fondled and squeezed him.
He did look down when he felt Aimi’s tiny mouth encircle the head of his cock and dribble her saliva down, to lubricate the strokes of their hands, up and down, up and down. That led him to say, through gritted teeth, “Soon, girls, it will be soon…. don’t stop!”
Of course, they did not. They seemed to redouble their efforts, gripping harder and stroking faster. Each of them had one hand around his shaft, Mari still had one hand playing with his balls, and Aimi now had her other hand on his ass, to pull him forward against them.
Simon began to thrust through their hands and his legs began to shake, until the final thrust rammed through their tight fists and the swollen red head throbbed and pulsed before them.
Mari squealed as she felt his balls tighten and the shaft throb in her hand, then screamed out loud as the pulses of creamy cum shot with such force from the tip, again and again and again.
Aimi slyly pointed Simon’s cock in Mari’s direction, making his cum fall back onto her face and breasts, dripping down over her belly and between her thighs. Aimi had witnessed this before, and knew what to expect, but even though she had told Mari about it, she was still shocked by the force and volume of cum Simon shot over her.
As the flow subsided, Simon looked down to see Mari’s cherry-topped breasts dripping with his cream. Aimi could not resist pushing Mari back and licking her breasts clean, while Simon had to sit on the couch and watch.
The two girls writhed on the floor in front of him, gasping and squealing loudly. Aimi slid down Mari’s body, licking and tasting and following the flow of his cum down between her legs. He was treated to the sight of a spectacular orgasm for both of them, as Aimi slid her fingers inside Mari’s cunt and licked her cherry-red clit clean of Simon’s creamy cum.
When they all calmed themselves a little, though bodies were occasionally wracked by involuntary tremors, they sat naked together on the couch, one girl on each side of Simon.
Aimi scooped up a little of Simon’s cum on the finger she had used to probe Mari’s cunt and offered it to her to taste. Their heads rested on Simon’s chest, facing each other, while Mari licked and sucked Aimi’s finger clean of her own juices and of Simon’s cum.
They all succumbed to a sleepy doze for a little while, before any words were spoken.
When they roused from their slumbers, they were all comfortable in their nakedness together, but all agreed on the urgent need for a shower!
Simon led the two girls to his shower, which was just big enough to accommodate all three of them, though only in close contact. They washed each other clean, with copious doses of lather, and neither of the girls raised any objection when Simon’s hands roamed over their bodies.
Mari allowed him to explore her body in ways that only Aimi had ever done before. He became familiar with every nook and cranny of the two gorgeous, though very different, bodies in front of him.
They all wrapped themselves up in soft robes and towels, and returned to the couch, to talk.
Conversation was easy now, and uninhibited by any embarrassment or protocol.
They agreed that they would meet together on a regular basis, for fun evenings together, ostensibly for Simon’s relief, but also he thought, for their own pleasures.
Monthly meetings.
Aimi and Mari were very sexually active together, but Simon was always somehow present in the backs of their minds. They both thought of him more often than they spoke of him, and their neighbourly meetings became regular.
As is often the case in female households or communities, the monthly cycles of the two girls had synchronised, and during their periods of peak fertility, they became almost insatiable. Involving Simon at those times was a benefit to them as well as to him, because he offered another dimension to their sexual options.
Aimi always resisted allowing Simon to go down on Mari; perhaps because she did not want comparisons to be drawn? And she also resisted Simon fucking her, though, like Aimi, Mari had never experienced a hard cock inside her. Aimi’s own experience of Simon’s cock remained her guilty secret.
They did both enjoy playing with Simon until he came, either singly (while the other observed and commented) or sometimes jointly. They became familiar with the best ways to excite him, and with the taste of Simon’s cum.
Initially, Aimi went down on Simon, kneeling at his feet, while Mari stroked and teased his cock and balls until he came, then challenged Aimi to swallow every drop, which she succeeded in doing.
On the next occasion, they reversed roles, and Mari nervously took Simon’s cock into her mouth for the first time. She gagged when Simon shot his cum to the back of her throat, and could not contain it all. Aimi laughed as it flooded from her red-lipped mouth and spilled down her body, then insisted on licking Mari clean.
On the next occasion, they asked Simon to lie back on his couch, while they played a game they had devised. For some reason, they called it Japanese Roulette.
They both knelt between his widespread legs and each licked up the full length of his cock. Their game did not allow them to touch his cock with their hands, one of which had to rest on his thigh, while the other was allowed to play with their own pussies.
The only contact between Simon and the girls was when they took his cock into their mouths, each in turn, and sucked him as hard and deep as they could. The other always filled the room with arousing comments and frequent giggles.
Simon could not watch as they transferred the head of his cock from one pursed little red mouth to another, and sat back to let them have their way with him. He lasted as long as he could, and became quite practised at judging which of the girls was sucking on him, without even looking down.
Aimi was much more forceful, gripping him with her mouth, swirling her tongue around him, and taking his cock more deeply inside her. Mari was gentler, focusing on the head, slipping it slowly in and out between her tightly pursed wet lips.
Simon was in ecstasy, of course, and he neither knew nor cared what the object of the game was. It could have been to be the first to make him cum, or it could have been to avoid getting a full load of his cum shot down their throat. Who cared!
These games became repetitive after a while, though, and some novelty was required.
Aimi and Mari were, of course, in a committed Gay relationship, where Aimi was the dominant partner, but Simon knew that she had craved experience of his cock before Mari joined her, and that she had never admitted that he had fucked her.
He wondered whether Mari felt the same.
At the end of one of their meetings, Simon asked if either of the girls would like him to fuck her at their next get-together. They both seemed a little shocked at the thought, but Simon noticed Aimi’s eyes twinkle with lust at the opportunity being offered, while Mari looked at the floor.
“That is a surprising question, Simon,” announced Aimi. “You know we are Gay, and neither of us is… er… experienced with Straight sex! We will have to talk about whether either of us could do that, or would want to!” She winked at Simon, though!
Simon was encouraged, but said, “I can think of ways we could involve both of you, even if I do only have one cock! And there are ways you could both still be in charge, rather than being subject to a dominant male. Think about the possibilities and let’s talk before our next meeting.”
The climactic meeting.
Aimi and Mari discussed Simon’s proposition, and Mari was somewhat nervous about the idea of Simon actually fucking her. She (like Aimi) had never had a cock inside her before, and though she had enjoyed playing with Simon, and seeing him cum, she found his size rather concerning. She had only ever been fingered by Aimi, and of course, brought to climax by her mouth and tongue. No-one else had ever done that for her either.
Aimi, however, still kept the secret that Simon had fucked her before Mari joined her, and now secretly craved a repeat performance. She said to Mari that she would consider letting Simon fuck her, if that was OK with Mari, who could just observe. If she liked what she saw, she could always fuck Simon at a later date.
Neither of them really knew what Simon had meant when he said that they could both still be “in charge” of the situation. Even so, they agreed that their next meeting would certainly introduce some novelty.
So they visited Simon again, prepared for almost anything.
Their first question was what Simon had in mind, which would allow them to be ‘in charge’ if he was to fuck only one of them. He explained that as usual, he would put himself at their disposal, but this time one of them could sit on his hard cock and introduce it into herself at her own pace, while the other could squat above his face for his oral attention.
Both were excited by these thoughts. Aimi wanted his cock inside her (again) and being in control like this sounded perfect. Mari was accustomed only to Aimi’s oral attentions, and the idea of a man now doing this for her was very exciting, but less frightening than the prospect of fucking his cock.
Aimi already knew from experience that Simon was an expert at oral sex, and felt a little uncomfortable about him replacing her in that role, but on the other hand, she herself would benefit from his cock, and with Mari’s knowledge and approval this time.
And so, they all stripped naked and Simon took both girls by the hand, to lead them to his bedroom.
Simon admired their bodies, as he always did, noting the contrasts and similarities, and breathing in the aromas of their arousal. They admired him, as they always did, but Aimi stroked his hard cock in anticipation of it pressing inside her, while Mari kissed him passionately, in anticipation of his oral attention to her pussy. Both of the girls were dripping wet, and Simon was as hard as steel, pointing to the sky.
Simon laid back full length on his bed, and invited the two girls to mount him, facing each other. They giggled at the novelty of their situation, but their arousal was intensified by looking into each other’s eyes while they took up their positions. Simon’s arms were pinned firmly against his sides by the two girls straddling him and he could not use his hands.
Aimi pressed her hands on the tops of her thighs to support herself, while Mari manoeuvred Simon’s cock to a vertical position and located the head between Aimi’s open, wet pussy lips, ready for her to lower herself and impale herself on it. When Mari leaned forward to do this, Simon took the opportunity to lick hard between her waxed pussy lips and probe his tongue between them. Mari squealed with surprise and dropped her hips over him.
The girls leaned together above Simon and kissed passionately, while their erect nipples touched with an electric shock. They wrapped arms around each other’s shoulders, to pull themselves closer.
Aimi sat back then, and squirmed her hips from side to side, forcing herself slowly down onto Simon’s cock, while Mari watched closely. She was fascinated by the sight of Simon’s cock slowly disappearing up inside Aimi, but perhaps even more by the look of ecstasy on her face as her cunt was stretched wide and her hard clit pressed against Simon’s body.
It was clear that Aimi enjoyed the sensations as she felt Simon’s throbbing cock deeply embedded inside her; she sat still awhile, with eyes closed, and relished those feelings.
Mari’s anxieties were relieved, and she sat more firmly on Simon’s mouth, allowing his tongue to work magic between her lips, delving inside her depths, and then flickering around her cherry-stone clit as she moved subtly back and forth above him.
Aimi reached forward to play with Mari’s heavy breasts, and tease her hard nipples, then they pressed their breasts together again, to squirm their bodies against each other. These movements transmitted down to their pussies, and excited Simon even more, but he could hardly move under the combined weight of the two girls. As he had promised, they were completely in charge of the situation.
They both realised this, and decided simply to pleasure themselves and each other, just using Simon’s body to that end- they knew he would be enjoying whatever they did now, just as he did when they sucked him off together.
Aimi began to rise and fall on Simon’s cock, giving a slight gasp every time his full length kissed her cervix and her hard clit clashed with his body. These gasps came steadily as she moved up and down, but the frequency increased as her movements gained speed.
Mari was very aroused by the sounds of Aimi enjoying Simon’s cock so much, her head thrown back, and her eyes closed to feel and memorise every sensation as she slipped smoothly up and down on his cock.
Mari herself began to focus on her own pleasure, as Simon kissed, licked and sucked her clit, and probed his tongue inside her cunt. He was certainly as expert as Aimi in that regard, but because his hands were trapped beneath her, she could not benefit from his long, supple fingers. Aimi was usually able to finger her while she licked and sucked her to a climax.
Mari and Aimi looked each other in the eyes as their pace increased, knowing that they were building to a joint orgasm soon. They kissed again, while Aimi thrust herself down onto Simon’s cock and Mari pressed more gently down against his mouth.
Suddenly, Aimi thrust hard down and shuddered throughout her body, triggering Mari to cum against Simon’s mouth. Both of them shouted out loud, mixing American and Japanese curses, while Simon released his cum deep inside Aimi, and nipped Mari’s clit hard between his teeth.
Slowly, all three shuddered to a halt and their bodies relaxed and softened into each other.
When they disengaged, a flood of cum emerged from Aimi’s pussy, all over his belly. Mari reached to gather some and taste the combination of Simon’s familiar cum, with Aimi’s familiar juices. They made a delightful cocktail.
Mari lifted herself from Simon too, and he gasped for breath. His mouth was wet with her sticky juices, but he licked his lips to gather and remember her taste.
They all rolled alongside each other to rest. Simon smiled and the two girls grinned; it had been a very successful beginning to a new chapter in their lives.
The final chapters.
The three of them continued to meet on a fairly regular basis. The two girls were primarily locked into their intense and long-lasting Gay relationship, but both now acknowledged that their pleasure could be enhanced by involving Simon from time to time.
In the absence of a female partner, they provided him with necessary relief, but he had also shown them that they could benefit from new experiences without breaking trust with each other. He was kind and non-threatening, but sexually knowledgeable, and knew how important long-term relationships were for a happy life.
Even when Mari had first joined Aimi in their apartment, over a year ago, Mari had hinted at her desire to achieve a ‘traditional’ American family structure around their Gay relationship. They had not formally married, because they thought their personal commitment to each other was much more important than legal documentation.
As Spring approached again, Aimi visited Simon alone, to ask for his confidential advice. He was always happy to give his honest opinions on anything.
Aimi said that Mari was becoming somewhat obsessed with having her own ‘family’ and Aimi wanted to satisfy her desires, but there were so many obstacles for a Gay couple. Even though Washington State was reasonably liberal in regard to LGBTQ rights, and allowed adoption by Gay couples, private adoption agencies were allowed to refuse such a couple, for example.
The laws were in some turmoil across the US, and although Washington protected rights to IVF treatment by Gay couples, there was a lot of uncertainty, a lot of controversy and of course a great deal of cost attached; and there were never any guarantees of success.
Aimi was worried that they could easily bankrupt themselves with several rounds of IVF treatment, and the costs involved would certainly add a strain on their personal relationship.
Of course, Simon understood immediately what Aimi was thinking, and he suspected that Mari had encouraged this conversation. When he asked, Aimi acknowledged that, and he said the three of them should talk together, but he would need to take legal advice first, about the obligations he might have to them and to any child he might somehow father for them. Of course, he had no objections in principle- the two girls had already spilled enough of his cum to father a multitude!
After Aimi left, he quickly consulted a lawyer, and came to the conclusion that there were no insurmountable barriers to his involvement, so he arranged a more formal meeting for himself with both Aimi and Mari. The one thing he did NOT want was for there to be any misunderstanding or confusion about their plans.
And so it was that Simon sat with Aimi and Mari, to discuss how he might father a child for them. In some ways he was equally keen and excited, because he and his wife had chosen not to have children. Since her sudden death, he had sometimes regretted that decision, but realistically the responsibility of looking after a young child would have been much too much for him alone, he thought.
Aimi and Mari held hands as they sat facing him across their dining table.
He quickly clarified that he saw no legal barriers, and certainly no moral barriers, but they had to address the practical issues of how they saw this happening- and in detail.
Aimi and Mari had clearly thought much of this through already. They regularly met with Simon anyway, to relieve him of his cum, and Mari now thought that this was a great waste! They had investigated official IVF and Donor Insemination, but the costs were high, and the outcomes uncertain.
They also felt that whatever assurances they might be given, not knowing who the successful donor really was introduced some uncertainty. They both felt that they knew and respected Simon and his character, and would be proud to have a child like him.
Simon was flattered, of course. He said he would have no objection at all to them ‘harvesting’ his sperm to use, in an attempt to impregnate Mari. However, she immediately said they had considered that, but had decided that that it was more like a medical procedure than a loving start to a baby’s life.
Mari held her breath and said, “Simon, would you consider the…er … natural approach to this, and just fuck me, at least until I hopefully get pregnant? I have seen you fuck Aimi, and I know it would not be as frightening or as uncomfortable as I had feared. Aimi tells me it is a pleasure!”
Simon was a little taken aback by Mari’s uncharacteristic forthrightness, but one glance at Aimi told him that they had both agreed to this approach, in advance.
He had never yet fucked Mari, of course, because Aimi had resisted that. He had fucked Aimi, of course- once before Mari even arrived, and once in her presence.
Aimi had also resisted allowing Simon to go down on Mari, after she had experienced his skilled methods, but had relented in order to experience Simon fucking her again. So there was a complex history here… Aimi had always been protective of Simon’s interventions with Mari, and always in control of them.
Now, it seemed, Mari’s overwhelming desire to become pregnant had set all Aimi’s reservations aside; she wanted this child too, and it was the one thing she could not give Mari.
So Simon agreed to help them in the ‘natural’ way, but he set some limits and rules.
He would only fuck Mari in Aimi’s presence, and with her explicit approval each time. He would only fuck her once each month, during her most fertile period, which coincided with Aimi’s, and was the time when they all usually met up anyway. He would only fuck her for 3-4 months, through to the Autumn, or until she became pregnant; then they would pause and consider whether to continue.
Mari let out a sigh of relief and gratitude, and Aimi hugged her close and thanked Simon for agreeing. She assured Simon that they had fully discussed all their options before asking him, and they were both agreed on this approach. Both were delighted now, and kissed Simon in thanks.
It was now May and their first ‘meeting’ was scheduled for mid-June.
The Impregnation.
These occasions were held in Aimi’s apartment, using the bed she shared with Mari. Simon noticed that, true to her word, Mari had hung Simon’s Haiku on the wall above their bed, and it reminded him how long and successful his relationship with his neighbours had been.
When Mari (and Aimi) reached their most fertile period, they were always more horny, but this time their excitement was off the charts. For Mari it was her first ever fuck by a man, and with the intention of becoming pregnant! She knew Simon would be gentle and considerate, and she had watched before as his hard cock squeezed into Aimi, and seemed to give her great pleasure. Aimi also knew he would be gentle, as he had been when he first fucked her, before Mari even joined her at the apartment.
So they decided to conduct these occasions with some ritual, to make them even more memorable.
Aimi led the two of them to face each other at the end of their bed, then slowly and tantalisingly undressed Mari while Simon watched. She exposed her breasts and tweaked her cherry pink nipples, even though they were already erect. She slid her hands downwards, emphasising the shapely waist spreading out to wider hips, and wriggled her panties down her thighs, dropping them to the floor. Simon had seen Mari’s waxed bare pussy before, but never had it seemed so wet before, nor the pouting lips so prominent.
Now Aimi turned to Simon, and undressed him, while Mari watched. She found it difficult to retrain herself as Simon’s body was exposed, and she breathed in sharply when his erect cock came into full view. She had seen him many times before, of course, and was always impressed, but this time it seemed even more arousing, knowing that he was about to fuck her for the first time ever.
Aimi kept the two of them apart, facing and admiring each other, while she undressed herself; she clearly meant to enjoy these occasions too. Her body was more slender than Mari, but her dark brown nipples were already hard, and when she stroked her hand up between her legs, she spread glistening drops of moisture up her deep black ‘landing strip’.
She guided Mari to lie back on their bed, arms spread wide, and pressed her legs wide, for Simon to see her open wet pussy waiting for him. Then she took Simon by the hand and guided him forward, to kneel between Mari’s thighs. She took his hard cock in one hand and led it to Mari’s pussy, locating it between her lips, and making Simon lie down on top of her.
Then she watched, while Simon took his weight on his arms, then slowly, very slowly, edged inside Mari. Mari breathed steadily, trying to control both her anxiety and her lust. She squeaked as Simon’s cock moved fully inside her cunt, and groaned as the thickness of his root stretched her wide open. Aimi had played with vibes inside her before, but none had been as big as this!
Aimi pressed her hand against Simon’s ass to hold him still at full depth inside Mari, while her other hand played gently with his tight balls; they felt firm and loaded with cum already. She let him withdraw slowly, then made him pause with just the head inside Mari, while she teased Mari’s hard clit in the way she knew she enjoyed. Aimi was determined to participate fully in this process!
She climbed upon Simon from the back, laying full length on him, so that her slim hips pressed against his ass, and wrapped her arms around his chest, to pinch and play with Mari’s breasts. Suddenly, she said, “NOW, you two, fuck like crazy!” and used her own hips to press down on Simon’s ass, forcing his cock suddenly and deeply inside Mari.
Mari screamed with the shock of simultaneous blows against her cervix and her hard clit. She wrapped her thighs up around Simon, and partly around Aimi too, pulling them both into her. It was all Simon could do, to withdraw against the weight of Aimi behind him, and the pull of Mari into her, but when he relaxed again, he was pressed and pulled back into full depth,
This developed into a steady rhythm, with gasps, groans, squeaks and squeals from all concerned, while Simon thrust in and out of Mari’s welcoming cunt, and Aimi pressed her hips against his ass, as though it was really her who was fucking Mari. Though she was slightly built, the added weight on Simon made the exercise more physically demanding for him than ever.
All three built to a climax of earth-shattering intensity; Mari’s cunt gripped and rippled up the length of his pulsing cock, while her extended pussy lips fluttered against his throbbing balls, and Aimi’s hips shuddered against his ass, while she pressed him as deep as she could inside her partner.
As their trembling subsided, Aimi rolled from Simon’s back and lay alongside them, smiling broadly, and gently stroking her own pussy as she calmed herself.
Simon withdrew slowly and cautiously from Mari, trying not to release too much of his precious cum from her gaping cunt.
Mari lay still as though in a coma; her eyeballs were rolled up inside her head and her lips trembled. Very occasionally, a shock ran through her entire body and she jerked involuntarily.
Slowly, they all recovered the power of speech, and then all tried to talk at once.
Mari said that her first ever experience of a cock pounding into her, then filling her with cum, had been a very special one, especially as she wanted so much to become pregnant. But if she really HAD to do it again (and again?), she joked, she would make herself.
Aimi had enjoyed feeling so much a part of the occasion, and thought that in her own mind, it was her who was fucking Mari.
Simon was happy but very tired now. He said he was quite ready to do the same again (or some variation?) next month, as agreed.
These occasions were repeated, in different ways, but with the same objective, in July and August. Simon was becoming nervous because he had set a time limit on these attempts, and began to wonder whether he had ‘failed’ his friends.
But soon after their session in September, Mari victoriously declared that she had tested positive! She and Aimi were both ecstatic about the news, and Simon was, in all honesty, somewhat relieved that the pressure to deliver had been lifted.
They gathered to celebrate joyously. There was no drinking or dancing, but a great deal of hugging and kissing, touching and smiling, laughing and joking. Aimi took Simon aside to say that, now that Mari no longer needed him to fuck her, she would always be at his disposal if he should ever need complete relief. He laughed and said, “It might be less stressful, Aimi, without the pressure… perhaps Mari can be our guide, next time…”
Mari made a touching little speech of thanks to Simon, who she said would become a father next Summer, and she had to restrain her tears when she kissed him.
Simon also made a little speech in which he said that while he didn’t want to make any claims over the baby, they should know that they had a babysitter readily on hand whenever they might need one! He also presented them with a new ready-framed Haiku he had written in celebration:
Love blossoms in Spring,
Seed is planted in Autumn,
Fruit swells in Summer.
Mari burst into tears, but tears of happiness, as she hugged Aimi.
“That will hang on the wall above the baby’s crib!” she said, “Thank you so much!”
Epilogue.
It is very simple.
All of them, including their child, lived “happily ever after”.
