by Annie Jocoby
Nick was the one who spoke up first. “I have actually planned this scenario in my head. It’s all I have thought about for awhile, to tell you the truth. And I think that we should all smoke a doob and go skinny dipping.”
My heart quickened. This was happening. It was going to happen.
I took another sip of wine. My heart was absolutely pounding in my chest. I saw Nick light up the pipe and take an enormous hit, and then Ryan did the same. The pipe came around to me, and I inhaled mightily, and felt the familiar feeling of my lungs burning. I exhaled and coughed for about a half a minute.
“You ok, beautiful?” Ryan asked me, as he put his arm around me.
I said nothing, merely nodded. “I’m ok,” I gasped. “Wow. That was some good shit. Where’d you get that?”
Nick shrugged. “I got connections,” he said, as he lit the pipe up for another hit. He passed it to Ryan, then to me, and I inhaled more this time. I tried not to cough it all out this time, but it was very difficult.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’m not used to this.”
“Neither are we,” Nick said. “I couldn’t tell you the last time I spoke with Mary Jane before tonight. You, Ryan?”
Ryan just shook his head. “I think it’s been years, my friend.”
I said nothing. It hadn’t been that long for me, as I smoked pot with my sister from time to time.
“What about you, Iris?” Nick asked me.
“Uh, well, it’s been a few months,” I said, remembering that I had seen my sister one night while Ryan was recovering. I had asked Sheila to watch Dalilah for the evening, because I wanted to see my family and relax a little bit. The stress was becoming too much for me. My sister had ended up sharing some ganj, and I had to call Daniel to drive me back.
I blushed, and Ryan just looked at me with an amused expression.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, putting his arm around me.
“Buzzed. Extremely buzzed.”
“Well, then, we better stop with the pot for now. I don’t want you doing things while you’re high that you might regret sober.”
“No, no, I’m ok,” I said. “I’m just very relaxed.”
“How relaxed?” he asked.
“Very relaxed,” I said.
“Ok. Now, remember the word ‘mango.’”
I nodded.
Then Ryan looked at Nick and nodded his head. He was still kneeling next to me while I sat in my chair. I took another sip of wine. Then, I looked up, and Nick was peeling off his clothes. I felt the familiar feeling of flushing and heart palpitations as I saw him, naked, for the first time.
Breathe, Iris, breathe. Nick was beautiful, like the statue of David, with a much larger member. Much larger member. I gasped a little when I got to see him in all his glory.
Either he’s a shower, not a grower, or I’m going to be in big trouble. Of course, I was used to such proportions from being with Ryan. Still, I didn’t quite imagine Nick would look like that.
Nick dove into the pool and started swimming around. “Come on in,” he said, enticingly. “It’s heated. And, even it wasn’t heated, it will be very soon.”
At that, Ryan looked at me. “Remember, mango,” he whispered in my ear. Then he peeled off his clothes and dove into the pool as well.
The two guys swam around a little, while I hung back. Mango, mango, mango, mango I thought in my head. All I had to do was say one little word, and the three of us would go our separate ways for the evening.
I took a deep breath, and took off my own clothes, leaving my underwear on. I felt extremely self-conscious, even through the influence of the ganj and the wine, but aroused like I had never been in my life. Down below me, in the pool, were two of the most beautiful specimens of men I had ever set my eyes on, and I was soon going to be enjoying both of them.
Even if it was only for one night, how lucky could a girl be?
I dipped my way into the pool, feeling the warm water surrounding me. I self-consciously put my hands over my breasts, wondering if I should call the whole thing off, or pursue this as a fantasy that could come true for the night. Only for the night.
Ryan came up to me, his naked body pressed up against mine. “We have until midnight, beautiful, or even later,” he said, referring to the fact that Sheila and Dalilah would be at the drive-in until at least that time. “What would you like to do?”
My heart pounding in my ears, I said, softly “let’s go.”
At that, Ryan started kissing me while I was in his arms. Then he led me over to where Nick was, and I felt Nick’s lips on mine. His kiss was soft and gentle, his lips feathering on mine. I was aware that I had lost my breath, much like when I first kissed Ryan. The word mango no longer was in my thoughts as I felt like devouring the best friend of the man who I loved more than anything in this world.
Ryan whispered in my ears “would you like to take off your underwear, beautiful?”
I nodded and said nothing.
Then Ryan put me up on the side of the pool, and gently brought down my panties. I could feel his tongue gently stroking my vagina. While he was doing this, Nick was above me. “Lay back,” he said gently. I obeyed. He sat above my head, and lowered his lips to mine. That feeling was unlike any I had ever experienced. Nick was such a delicious kisser - firm yet gentle, commanding yet tentative. And Ryan’s tongue stroking me – oh, there were no words. No words.
My breath started coming rapidly, and I had the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. I moaned in ecstasy as Nick’s hands started on my clavicle and worked their way to my naked breasts. I was completely losing myself in the moment.
Then I was being lifted out of the water, and I was being laid down poolside. I could feel Ryan’s enormous cock making its way inside of me, and I gasped. I looked above me, and Ryan and Nick were kissing each other. God, this was the most erotic moment of my life. Ryan was thrusting hungrily inside of me, while he was, just as hungrily, devouring the beautiful face of Nick.
Then Ryan and Nick were no longer kissing each other, but Ryan was still thrusting inside of me. Now it was Nick who was kissing me again, his hands running the length of my stomach and landing on my clitoris. He rubbed my clit lightly. His hands and fingers were commanding, just as commanding as he was in his own life.
I could feel Ryan come inside of me.
Nick whispered to me “Can I taste him?” I said nothing, just nodded. So, he flipped me over on my stomach, and I could feel his tongue working its way inside of me. While he was doing this, Ryan was sitting next to me, stroking my hair and my back, and massaging my shoulders.
The sensory overload of that moment was something that made me want to spontaneously combust. I was on my stomach, and Ryan was stroking my back and shoulders, while Nick’s tongue was assertively exploring inside of me. Then Ryan was lying next to me, and he started kissing me hungrily on the mouth. Ryan’s hand was on his own enormous shaft, so I put my hand on it and stroked him firmly.
Nick laid on top of me, and he whispered “Can I enter you?”
I nodded my head, way too aroused to even try to say no. Then I heard him unwrap a condom and put it on his cock. As his enormous penis entered me, I gasped, then took Ryan’s own cock and put it in my mouth. I could hear the sounds of the two of them kissing, and I exploded again.
So far, this was something that I had never experienced, and I was driven to the very height of ecstasy. Then Nick grabbed my hair, pulling my head back while slapping me hard on the ass. I started breathing heavily, the word “mango” running in my head, as he slapped me twice more. But every synapse in my body was firing and every nerve was tingling. Somehow his slapping me just heightened the sensory overload. I felt my entire body shake like an earthquake that I had never, ever, experienced in my life. I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming in both ecstasy and pain, as he slapped me again and again.
I couldn’t scream. We were outdoors still, and, although Nick’s house was extremely private, I still did
n’t feel comfortable making a lot of noise.
Then Nick brought my head up again, and my mouth was once again on Ryan’s shaft. I licked his shaft hungrily, up and down, up and down, while Nick was behind me, urgently pounding me and spanking me at the same time. I was hyperventilating by then, because there was just so much going on, and my body was heating up to an extent that I had never known it before. What were the feelings that were going through my body? Pleasure and pain were mixed in together, so that I didn’t really know which was which. I only knew that the pleasure and the pain were both heightened to a degree that I could barely stand it.
Nick was finally spent. I felt him pull out, and I heard him breathing extremely hard, like he had just run a marathon. I was still working on Ryan, though, my hands running the length of his torso, and my fingers massaging his butt opening. I heard him groan. “Stop, beautiful, I want to be inside you again.”
So, I laid down on my back, and Ryan was inside of me. I felt him explode inside of me, then he covered my body with his.
I continued to lay on the concrete, completely naked. I looked over at Nick. He was only illuminated by the moonlight, and he was lying next to me. Then he started to stroke my body some more. “Oh, what have we started now?” he asked, as he stroked my breasts and kissed me. Ryan was also next to me, on the other side, and he, too, was stroking and touching me all over. I couldn’t stand it anymore. The pleasure was just too intense. I had to come down a little bit.
So, I said “Um, I’m going to go and get some drinks for everybody.”
“Sure, beautiful,” Ryan said. “We’ll be right here.”
“Ok,” I said, going into the kitchen. I found some vodka and some Blood Mary mix, and put the contents into a glass with some Tabasco and black pepper. I put it all into a plastic glass and took the three drinks outside.
Ryan and Nick were sitting by the side of the pool, and I sat down next to them with the drinks in hand. I realized that my arms and legs were still shaking, and I felt light-headed as I drank my cocktail.
“You ok, beautiful?” Ryan asked me, putting his arm around my naked shoulder. “I didn’t hear the safe word, so I guess that you were having a good time.”
“You might say that,” I said with a smile.
“Good,” he said. Then he and Nick met behind me as I sat by the edge of the pool, and I could hear them kissing. “Beautiful,” he said. “Tell me that you won’t freak out to see Nick and I together.”
I was back to reality, brought back by this little interlude. “In what way?”
“What you’re thinking,” he said.
“No,” I said, actually realizing that the prospect was intriguing and titillating to me. “Anything goes tonight, right?”
“Ok,” he said, as Nick moved over to Ryan’s side. I watched as Nick ran his hands over Ryan’s chest and abs, then his head made its way to Ryan’s shaft. Ryan groaned as Nick’s head bobbed up and down. The sight of these two beautiful men together, one of whom was the love of my life, was strangely erotic to me. I never imagined that this sort of thing would be so intriguing.
I made my way over to Ryan, who was obviously getting great pleasure out of what Nick was doing. I started kissing him passionately, my hands running over his chest and abs and into his hair. His breathing was heavy, heavier than anything I had heard from him so far. “Oh, shit,” he said, as he evidently climaxed again in Nick’s mouth.
Ryan shook his head. “I have to admit it’s been awhile since something like this has happened. But that was fucking amazing.”
“I’m going to have you return the favor, Ryan, a little later,” Nick said. “Right now, though, I say we all take a swim and get into the hot tub and go some more.”
So, all of us got into the pool. I floated around the pool a little bit by using some of Nick’s noodles. Ryan came up to me and dunked me playfully. When I came up for air, he picked me up and started kissing me again. “God, this has been an amazing night. Thank you so much for being willing to experience this with me. I hope that you’re having a good time.”
“Oh, yes I am. Yes, I am. This has been amazing for me as well.”
Nick came up to me. “I’m feeling left out over there,” he said, as he put his hands on my bare breasts. He kissed Ryan, then kissed me. I felt aroused again as he continued to slowly roll his tongue around in my mouth. I could taste the Bloody Mary, mixed with Ryan’s hot cum, on him in his kiss. Ryan continued to hold me in his arms while Nick continued to kiss and stroke me softly and slowly. Then they were kissing again while Ryan fingered me lightly. I could hear both of their breathing and both of their hearts pounding.
Nick said “what do you say we continue this inside?”
Ryan looked at me. I felt a little like I was having an out-of-body experience. “We have until around midnight,” I said. I had asked Sheila to text me before she headed home with Dalilah, so I knew that they wouldn’t be home for awhile.
So, all of us headed inside and into Nick’s room and his king-sized bed. There, the three of us were intertwined for the next few hours. My connections with Nick had an urgency to it, from both of us, because we both knew that this was the first and last night that we would have together. I was able to play out the fantasies that I never really allowed myself to have with him. I realized that there was an undercurrent of tremendous attraction to him that I had buried deep within my psyche, and this was playing out between us. And it was so obvious that he felt the same way about me.
Yet, this was somehow safe. Ryan was there, and Ryan was approving every move that Nick and I made with each other. If Ryan only said the safe word, the playing would end abruptly. But he never did. He encouraged us to devour one another hungrily, right there in front of him. And, as the witching hour was quickly approaching, that was what Nick and I did. We were almost in a frenzy with each other, and also with Ryan in the middle of it all.
Nick was kissing me with an urgent passion. It was as if he had to put all of the past that we didn’t have, and the future that we would never have, into the present, which is all that there was for us. And he took advantage of this present. He entered me again, making sure to use a condom, and the intercourse had the same urgent passion as his kisses. As he thrust inside of me, I stroked Ryan’s hard shaft. Then I laid down on my stomach, and put my lips on Ryan’s manhood, and my fingers inside his sphincter. He groaned and gave me a mouthful. And, a few minutes later, Nick climaxed as well.
I looked at the clock. It read 11:30. I then looked at Nick. “Uh, I think it’s time.”
He said nothing, just nodded. “Tonight was amazing. I mean, Ryan and I have done this kind of thing before, but it was never like this. Amazing.”
Ryan stroked me, and smoothed back my hair. “I’ve wanted this to happen for awhile now. I’m just so happy that you were open-minded enough to try it.”
“Me too,” I said. “It was a different experience for me, and I have to say that it was one of the most erotic evenings of my entire life. Bar none.”
“Well, we need to get to our room,” Ryan said.
As we left, I gave one last glance back at Nick. He was watching both of us, his expression indiscernible. I hoped that this night had the needed effect on both of us – getting each other out of each other’s system. Our attraction to each other had no place to go, so we had put it all out there tonight. Of course, the risk was that the night would only result in the two of us wanting each other more. But that didn’t matter – I might have been attracted to Nick, but I didn’t love him. I only loved Ryan, and the sex between myself and Ryan was amazing in and of itself.
I had no need to be with Nick again.
I hoped that he felt the same about me.
Chapter Thirty-Two
I woke up the next day in Ryan’s arms. The light was streaming through the window, and Ryan was still fast asleep.
I felt nervous about the previous night. It was all so incredible, so fucking incredible, in the heat of the moment.
But it was like how I was in the drug house – the highs that were experienced were out of this world, but the aftermath was more horrible than could be believed. I hoped that the three of us wouldn’t have a similar hangover. The whole thing might backfire on all of us, and cause problems that were unforeseen when we all were enjoying ourselves last night.
I nudged Ryan awake.
“Huh,” he said, with a start. Then he blinked a few times. “Oh my god. Was last night a dream?”
“No. Not unless we’ve learned to synchronize our dreams.”
“Ok. I thought I had the most amazing and erotic dream, but that really happened, huh?”
“Yeah. You feeling ok about all of that?”
“Of course. You were quite the cuckold. I never knew you had it in you.”
I smiled. “I have plenty of surprises. But I can’t reveal all at this point. You might get bored with me if you know all there is to know about me.”
“Fat chance,” he said. Then he lifted up the sheet. “Amazing. Even after all that, I still want you badly.” Then he rolled me over on my side, and entered me gently. He wrapped his arms around me while he thrust. “Just a little quickie before we go to breakfast, I promise,” he said. I nodded, feeling myself explode again. I thought that I would have been spent after all that happened the night before, but that wasn’t the case. In fact, I felt that my orgasm was stronger than usual that morning.
Within a few minutes, I heard him groan, then pull out. Then, he kissed me full on the mouth. “We have to go down and get some breakfast,” he said between kisses. “As much as I just want to stay here with you in bed all morning long.”
“Oh, me too. Me too.”
He kissed me for about fifteen minutes more, then sighed. “Ok, this is the last time, I promise,” he said as he entered me again.
I felt a little bit guilty about not going down to breakfast and seeing our daughter, but that was outweighed by the feeling that I was getting with every urgent thrust.