“Come here, you,” I say, grabbing her arms and pinning them behind her head. “There are a lot of dirty filthy things I want to do to you.”
“Me first,” Marino says, jumping on top of her while I still have her pinned down. “I just know I’m going to be the one to impregnate you.”
I laugh, but I have a feeling he’s probably right. And he deserves it. Because none of us— not to mention our future kid— would be here if he hadn’t pulled us all back together. And I can knock Jessica up the next time around. It’s only fitting that we produce a pair of brothers.
Marino
I’m on top of Jessica, riding her deep and slow while Dante plays with her nipples.
As he takes them into his mouth, I speed up my rhythm, thrusting hard and fast inside her.
“Oh my god,” she moans, moving her hips closer to me because Dante has her arms pinned back. “Marino, you make me feel so good.”
“I’m going to put a baby in you,” I tell her, as she comes on my cock. “I’m going to shoot my cum into your naked pussy.”
I can’t believe that just a few short months ago she walked into The Fun House and changed my life and Dante’s too.
This is going to be another one of those moments I’ll never forget. The moment when I realized that I could have a fucking happy ever after. That the three of us could, together.
I had conquered the obstacles and true love had won out. I had made my own decisions without Dante’s approval or guidance and it had all paid off. And I had been able to keep the people I love in my life.
“Let me get in there,” Dante says. “Please. I need to be inside her too.”
“All right,” I tell him. “It’s only fair that we share everything.”
And I know I’ll be the one to get her pregnant. I’m going to be the best fucking dad. And the best fucking husband.
Suddenly I think of something.
“How are we going to get married?” I ask, and they both just look at me, annoyed that I interrupted the sex to ask such a practical question.
“I’m sure there’s some loophole you can figure out,” Dante says, as he flips Jessica around so that both of us can fill up her pussy with our cocks and shoot our cum inside her. “Why do you always have to think so much? Just enjoy the ride. We’ll get married when the time is right. But right now the time is right for both of us to fuck Jessica, and one of us to knock her up.”
“Is that a marriage proposal?” Jessica asks, turning around to flash us her sexy grin.
“You behave,” I say, slapping her curvy ass. “We’ll propose when we figure out how we can both marry you.”
“That’s like saying when hell freezes over,” she pouts.
“Do you want us to fuck you or not?” I ask.
“Of course,” she says, sticking out her perfect ass and pussy, showing me that they’re mine for the taking.
But I wasn’t trying to change the subject. I know we’ll get married, I just have to figure out how. Just like I said earlier, it’s a new year and a new start. We’ll celebrate tonight and then we’ll get started on some new year’s resolutions.
I want to be a stable presence in Jessica’s life, and Dante’s life, and our kids’ lives, forever, just as Dante always was for me. But first I’m going to listen to my older brother, and enjoy this fucking threesome.
Jessica
The best part of my job is that I no longer have to investigate the guys I’m in love with. I’m free to fuck them to my heart’s content without consequence, now that their jobs don’t involve running a seedy strip joint that’s the target of local lawmakers and authorities. And I plan to do just that in 2017 and beyond.
This new house that Marino bought us is really nice. He already furnished it with this big king bed. I grab onto its ornately decorated wooden headboard as Marino enters me. Then I feel Dante’s cock enter me beside his.
I’m so glad Marino decided to forgive me. And that Dante followed his lead. I don’t know what I’d do without these two strong, handsome men in my life. And in my pussy.
They’ve stretched me as far as I can go, both physically and emotionally. And it feels so fucking right, as they would say. I lean back and let them push themselves all the way inside me, until I’m filled to the brim with both of their cocks.
“Oh my god, you two,” I say, bouncing my pussy back and forth on their cocks. “That feels so fucking good.”
“I’m glad you’re still giving us lap dances of sorts even though it’s no longer part of your job description,” Dante says.
“Let me get even further inside you,” Marino says, pulling my hair a bit as he thrusts himself even further in than I thought was possible. “I need to aim my cum really good so that we can make a baby.”
I relax and feel their two cocks pumping in and out of my pussy.
I can’t believe I’m going to make a baby with them. But that feels fucking right too. Because they’ve taught me to let go and be who I really am. To find love and happiness with two people because I deserve it.
I rock back and forth on both of their cocks as they alternatively pump in and out of me, and then both of them do it at the same time. I can feel both of their cocks getting even harder and fuller. And I’m flooded with every kind of amazing physical and emotional feeling that exists.
“I’m going to come,” I tell them, panting slightly and leaning all the way back into them. “I’m going to come on both of your cocks.”
“That’s the way we like it,” Dante says, grabbing hold of my ass and thrusting even harder. “You’ll always be our VIP room slut, even though we’re going to make you our wife and the mother of our child.”
“I’m coming,” Marino says, as I feel him shoot his cum into me.
He groans as his cock pulses and then Dante’s soon follows.
“I’m coming too,” Dante says. “This feels so fucking good.”
“I love you,” I cry out, as another round of an orgasm hits me. “Marino. Dante. I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Dante says, and Marino collapses beside me on the bed, out of breath.
“And so do I,” he says. “I love you.”
Dante soon joins us on my other side and they wrap their arms around me.
“You’re the best thing that ever happened to us,” Dante says. “Even though you were supposed to be the worst thing.”
I lay snuggled in the cocoon they jointly make around me, so glad I had to do the undercover assignment that was supposed to advance my career but instead made me the happiest woman in the world. Because I found the love of not just one but two amazing guys. And I’m never going to let either one of them go.
THE END.
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Ramsey
“Today we’re throwing this special party for our very own Lt. Monica Bradford, formerly Carrington, formerly of the 33rd Fighter Wing, and her husband Ramsey,” Colonel Jim Marshall says, to the large crowd gathered around us in the airfield.
It’s just like when I first met Monica. Except now, there are no rude comments or snickers from fellow service members. Now there’s applause, because they’re congratulating us.
“Thank you all for coming to celebrate with Monica and Ramsey, and to honor Lt. Bradford for her service after her retirement.”
The F-35 Lightning II jet stands behind Colonel Marshall in all its glory. Everyone has come to a reception in honor of Monica’s service and also our marriage.
We weren’t able to have our own big fancy wedding reception because our budget was tight, but that’s fine, because we’d rather spend the money on James, who is right here in Monica’s arms. But I pulled some strings to give Monica the kind of party I thought she deserved, and Colonel Marshall was eager to make her happy because he had always been so impressed by her service and accomplishments.
“And now,” he announces, into the loud speaker, “without further ado, it’s time to party.”
I go jump on a makeshift stage and my band begins playing “Heroes.” I can make out Monica’s face in the crowd, and tears well up in her pretty eyes. Tears of happiness, joy, love, surprise, and everything else I always want her to feel, always, as my wife.
“Good job!” Jensen shouts at me from the crowd. He pulls Riley in close, giving her a hug.
Harlow holds up his beer to pretend toast me, and then actually does toast Whitney.
They’re proud of me for getting a band together and actually trying to make something out of my passion for music. We even have roadies now, kind of. They helped us set up this stage.
When I get to the refrain, I sing loud and strong into the microphone while looking at Monica, telling her how we can be heroes, just for one lifetime. The crowd goes wild, cheering for me now just like they were cheering for her a minute ago. But no matter what, they’re cheering for us. As a couple. As husband and wife and parents.
Once the song is over, I jump off the stage so I can dance with my bride. She hands James to Riley, who begins to slow dance with him by putting his little feet on her feet and moving around in a circle. Jensen walks over and puts his arm around his wife and nephew, all of them slowly swaying.
My band plays “Hallelujah” without me and I sing it into Monica’s ear and everyone watches.
She can bring me to my knees and I’m not afraid to let her, now. I was hesitant to love and trust her, but everything worked out just fine. Thanks to the surprise that is our son, we have a happy future together and that’s exactly how I want it.
I kiss her deeply and passionately and then when the slow song ends the band starts playing more upbeat music. All our guests join us, dancing and congratulating us. All night long, I take turns jumping on the stage and singing with my band and then dancing with my wife, brothers, friends and son while my band plays without me.
As the night draws to a close and people begin to leave, I pull Monica in close to me.
“This is the absolute most perfect wedding reception we could ever have,” I tell her. “Even if it is over a year later.”
She gazes up at me and I ask her, “Is it perfect for you, too?”
“Almost,” she says, with a wink.
“What do you mean by that?” I ask her.
“Well, I appreciate you arranging all of this for me, so let’s just say I arranged a little something for you. So that everything really can be perfect, and all your dreams and fantasies can come true.”
“What?”
I’m nearly speechless, just looking down at her in wonder. I have an idea as to what she might be hinting at but I can’t even believe it could be true.
“A surprise,” she says, with a wink. “I’m good at those.”
“Yes you certainly are,” I say, laughing.
She motions towards the jet plane and winks, confirming that it is really going to happen.
Holy fuck.
I’m going to fuck my wife in a fighter jet. The one she used to fly. I can’t even believe it.
“What about James?” I ask, but she puts a finger over my lips.
“Look,” she says.
She nods towards Jensen and Riley, and as if on cue they walk over with a sleepy James in their arms. Our little trooper is one of the last guests still here hanging with us, even though it’s way past his bed time.
“We’re going to head out,” Riley says, as James rests his head on her chest. “Someone needs to sleep.”
“She means me,” Jensen says, laughing.
“This was a great party,” Riley says, leaning in to hug Monica and then me.
“Thanks so much for agreeing to watch James tonight,” Monica says.
“Anything so that the Mr. and Mrs. can have a great night,” Riley answers. “And besides, we love the little guy, and I could sure use the practice.”
“Oooooh,” Monica coos, looking happy for both herself and Riley. Whitney comes over then too, with Harlow at her side, and everyone hugs and says goodbye.
I plant a kiss on James’ chubby little cheek and I say, “Good night, little man.”
Monica can’t resist taking him in her arms and saying, “Give Mommy a hug, little prince.”
He holds on tight, but then when Monica passes him back to Riley, he easily lays back down on her chest. He’s comfortable with his aunt, and he’s always such a good little guy.
After everyone has gone, Monica takes my hand and leads me over to the jet.
“It’s a shame that we’re christening it at the same time we’re saying goodbye for good to it,” she says.
“I’m just glad it’s going to be able to happen at all,” I answer.
Everything that has ever happened with Monica has been the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life, and this is just the cherry on top.
Monica
My husband lifts me up and carries me into the cockpit of the fighter plane I used to fly for a living, before I gave it all up to be his wife and the mother of his child.
I still train other service members but it’s not the same. Still, this life is as exciting as it gets. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him, and James, and maybe a sibling or two for James if that works out. After an amazing reception that Colonel Marshall helped throw for us, this is a great ending.
I’d asked Colonel Marshall if Ramsey and I could have some alone time after the event and he’d assured me we would have privacy. He seemed to understand the respect required to bid goodbye to such a lovely piece of equipment. And I’m sure he also understood without condoning out loud what Ramsey and I might want to do. Sure, he probably didn’t know we would do this but I’m sure he figured we might make out under the wing or something.
It’s nice to know our privacy has been assured. But it’s also exciting to think that someone could walk onto this big empty field and catch us at any moment. I feel like a naughty schoolgirl. Ramsey’s naughty, all grown up schoolgirl, of course.
He puts me on his lap and it’s a tight squeeze. He nuzzles my neck and laughs as he unzips his slacks and pulls his cock out. I laugh with him at first, because it’s funny that we’re trying to have sex in such close quarters, but then I get serious as I stare at his huge member.
“God, I can never get tired of it, no matter how much it’s inside me. I’m so glad it’s all mine, for good,” I tell him.
“And I’m so glad this is all mine, for good,” he says, lifting up my dress and pulling my panties to the side, as he loves to do.
His fingers plunge deep inside me and he reaches an arm around me to play with my clit with his other hand.
“Ride my hand like you ride this plane,�
� he tells me, as he bites my neck, claiming me over and over again as his own.
I lean my head into his muscular chest and grind my pussy up against his hand. My whole body gyrates as he finger fucks me and plays with my clit in the airplane.
“Fuck yeah,” he says, “you’re so wet and you’re dripping all over me. Your juices are marking this plane as ours.”
I turn towards him so our mouths meet as he continues playing with me, and I tell him, “This plane will always be ours.”
He slaps my pussy and says, “Damn right,” and the unexpected motion combined with the rhythm of his hand makes me start to come.
“Oh, my God, Ramsey,” I tell him, “I’m coming, I’m coming on this plane.”
“Come for me, wife,” he says, twisting my nipples as I come into his hand.
He takes his fingers out of my pussy and then puts them in my mouth as I finish coming, trying not to scream just in case anyone might still be around.
“Lick yourself and taste how good I make you feel,” he says.
I lap up my juices, as he shoves his fingers down my throat.
Then he grabs a hold of himself and says, “This is going to give a whole new meaning to the term ‘cockpit.’”
He rubs his cock up against my pussy, as I squirm in his lap to give us more room in the small seat and confined space.
“I’m going to fuck you in this plane,” he says, “and you’re going to remember why you love being my wife.”
“As if I could ever forget,” I tell him, and I mean it.
I love him, I love our life, I love our son, and I love everything about tonight. Especially the way he just made me come and now he’s about to enter me so he can come inside me. I can’t believe I hesitated to have a relationship with him. Nothing in the world could ever come close to making me feel this good and happy, and I’m so glad I married Ramsey and had his baby.
Ramsey
I look down at my wife’s curvy ass and her pink, tight pussy that is so wet and ready for me. She looks back at me as I push myself into her, and she moans slightly, ready to come again. Once I get her going, there’s no stopping her. Just like this plane we’re in.
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