by Tara Raine
Chapter Ten: The Island
Connor began to pack things away once he finished making his sandwich. Tanya was about to stop him and ask him to make her a half of one when the words caught in her throat. As he turned to put the mayo back in the fridge she saw marks on his neck. Marks that looked an awfully lot like hickeys. Hickeys she didn't put there and she knew Brent didn't. Was Connor screwing someone else? If he was did she even have a right to be upset by it? Suddenly Tanya realized how things could go wrong in a relationship like this one. She began to read into what they were just discussing. Were they even in a relationship or was Connor just their fuck buddy?
“Are those hickeys on your neck?” Tanya asked trying to play it off as just surprised curiosity. Connor looked confused for second before he answered.
“Oh, yeah we started playing a round of Truth or Dare at the party,” Connor said as he finished putting away the food. It took Tanya a moment to snap out of her mental paranoia. She walked pass Connor to reopen the fridge. She didn't feel up to pulling everything back out so she settled for the box of strawberries. Placing the box on the counter she turned back to look at Connor who had already begun to eat his sandwich.
“You mean someone was dared to do that?” Tanya held her breath, selfishly hoping it wasn't some hot young girl, but also knowing there were no other possibilities. It didn't help that Connor looked down at his sandwich sheepishly when she asked and spoke softly when giving his response. Don't tell me it was more than one hot girl!
“What, are you ashamed or somethin',” Tanya asked in spite of herself. Connor looked at Tanya and then began to look a little too interested in his sandwich.
“Was she monster ugly or something?” Tanya once again pried. Connor let out a heavy sigh.
“Yes, I would say he was monster ugly. Happy? I have to wear these marks around and they're not even from an ugly chick. Just some large hideous dude. Now, every time I look in the mirror, I have to remember his mouth on my neck, until gods know when they fade. Remind me to not to drink tequila because seeing two girls make out was not worth it,” Connor finished his ashamed rant.
Tanya couldn't stop herself from laughing out loud. Part in relief, part because she imagined Connor embracing some big guy as he sucked on his neck. She couldn't believe he succumbed to the age old female trick. She remembered the times when her girlfriends and her would promise a “show” only to get their guy friends to commit acts of indignity. Tanya reached over a patted Connor on the shoulder.
“Poor baby,” She said in a pouty voice. “Well when those clear up, and you sanitize your neck, maybe I can create some new, non-scarring memories.” Tanya plucked a strawberry from the box and bit into it. The sweet, juicy meat filled her mouth causing an instance moan. She was hungrier than she realized. When she looked up, she saw Connor watching her mouth. Tanya decided to have a little fun with him while pretending not to notice what she was doing to him.
She made sure to take her time with the next bite. Wrapping her lips tightly around the ribbed berry, she suckled it a little before biting into it. Aa small trail of juice ran down her chin as she licked the remaining fruit. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Connor was still very much fixated on her lips as she finished off the strawberry. When she placed the green-leafed stem down on the counter she went back for another only to have Connor wave one in her face. She stared him in the eyes as she repeated the same seductive eating process as he held the strawberry. They were close enough now that she could feel his hard-on through his jeans as it pressed against her leg. She continued her teasing until Connor used his hand to sweep the stuff aside.
In one smooth move, he placed his large hands under her thighs and lifted her onto the counter. Tanya felt her pussy clench in response. She loved being man-handled. Connor wrapped one hand around her neck and pulled Tanya to his lips. She responded in kind, running her right hand into the back of his long black locks. Tanya crushed a silky fistful and pressed him to come closer. Connor gave her what she wanted. Tanya could feel his rock hard cock rubbing into her core. The rough material of the jeans felt wickedly good coming in contact with her thin microfiber panties. Then, as Tanya squirmed for more, Connor groaned. He stopped their kisses and used his hands to guide her back on the island. Laying the flat of his palm over her heart he arched her backwards. The slight stretching position left Tanya perked and vulnerable.
She was incredibly turned on at the moment and she could feel the response between her legs. Tanya had to concentrate on not moving as Connor carefully began to unbutton the white dress shirt she wore. The shirt was Brent's, big and slightly sheer. Tanya like how it looked against her caramel skin. Her dark nipples were a bare hint. Connor didn't stop until they were all unbuttoned. He reached his hands to grip the collar. With agonizing slowness, Connor delicately ran his hands down the shirt. His thumbs faintly teased down her torso. Once he'd reached the end, Connor unclenched his hands and moved them upward, dragging his warm palm over her clothed waist. They moved heavy to right beneath his breasts.
Tanya's breath caught in her throat as Connor slipped his thumbs back under the shirt and took his time moving the edges apart. With every inch of her skin that was revealed, Connor continued his upward arc with his thumbs. Tanya arched her chest against his passing thumbs. He paused slightly to pinch the aching peaks between the side flesh of his palm and rough thumb pad. Soon Tanya was exposed to his hungry gaze. The sight of her large tits, quivering slightly, and her parted legs made Connor grunt involuntarily. Her thin nude-colored panties were still in the way.
Connor hooked his thumbs into the edge of her panties. In one quick sweep they fell to the floor. He ran a flat palm down the center of Tanya's chest down toward her waxed mound. Cupping her pussy, he began to delve into her wet pussy folds with two fingers. He slid them up and down easily. Tanya gyrated against them. Connor brought them up to her clit and started a firm circular pattern that had Tanya moaning.
“That's it, babygirl. You feel so good. I can't wait to fuck that eager pussy.” The sound of Connor's passion-filled voice in her ear caused her to let her legs fall open completely. His answered smirk was all the warning Tanya had as he abruptly inserted his thick fingers into her surprised channel. Tanya cried out, forced by sensation to sit still as Connor finger fucked her. She bucked against his movements.
“Nnnoooo,” Tanya found herself crying out once again. Connor gave no warning as he pulled his hands away. She was pleased when he replaced them with his flushed cockhead. Tanya was slightly impressed that she hadn't noticed Connor's smooth act of dropping his jeans. Her thoughts eluded her as Connor put more force in his entry. He had to work his way in even though she was pretty wet. With every shallow retreat her pussy gripped his cock.
Digging deeper, Connor placed his hands on Tanya's hips. He lowered his head to bathe her nipples in attention, suckling hard in time with his thrusts, each one getting longer and longer. A warm sensation began low in her stomach. Their breaths were heavy and their sounds of passion echoed in the kitchen so it didn't surprise either one of them when they heard footsteps closing in. Brent came through the doorway and stared at the hot scene before him.
Connor flipped Tanya over. Her palms rested flat on the cool surface of the black marble island. Connor used one hand to grip her wrists and the other to fist her hair as he continued to fuck her.
“Well, what are you waiting for brother,” Connor asked Brent with a laugh. Brent needed no other offer as his approached the end of the island where Tanya's face was. He slowly untied his pajama bottoms, letting them fall to the floor.
Tanya got the hint of his desire so she gently parted her lips and licked the tip of his dick. Brent groaned and pushed into the warm and moist offering. The action of Connor holding her hair as Brent fucked her in the mouth was too much for Tanya. When Brent reached down to pinch a nipple while Connor took a free hand to her clit, it send her a body-arching climax. Tanya’s cries were muffled by Brent's large, slick di
ck. The involuntary clenches that Tanya's body did around both of the men’s cocks had them cumming faster than they intending. Tanya found herself filling up with seed from both ends. She took their releases, milking their seeping members. Exhausted, they collapsed on one another.
When they were done resting, Tanya left the boys to gather up their own clothes and clean up. She quickly slipped back into hers and walked to the master bedroom to crash on the waiting fluffy dream. Satisfied, she lowered her head to rest on her pillow.
Tanya couldn't keep her thoughts from wondering before she fell asleep however. She realized something relatively quickly. Maybe it would all change again in the future, but for right now she knew that what she felt for both of them was real and deep. At the same time that it made her feel like she was going to explode; it made her feel like the world was going to rush in on her.
Chapter Eleven: The Club
When Tanya brought it up with Brent, he didn't get into it as deeply as Connor did at all. He just said, “Be careful. The last time me and him did this my ex fell in love with both of us and it nearly tore her apart. It doesn't have to be that way though. The possibility for everything to turn out all right when you fall in love with two people at once does exist, even if it's rare. So don't get so caught up in trying to assign the feelings to any one person in particular right now. Just try to enjoy the moment.”
The moment when Tanya realized that she had fallen in love with both of them, she also realized it might tear her apart, just like Brent words of choice. It was far too late to call off what had already happened. She didn't really want to either.
Ever since their talk, Connor started taking her out on dates and showing her he really cared about her. Because he really did care about her, Tanya would tell herself over and over again. However, it still took her a few weeks to realize that completely. Those weeks there was a little part of her that kept telling her to hold back. A nagging, paranoid feeling that told her not to trust Connor fully because no matter how charming, he didn't invoke the same emotional charge that Brent. After a while the doubt just faded away almost completely. Tanya convinced herself and the brothers there were no problems.
When it finally hit her that there was a problem, it was after all three of them had gone skinny dipping together. Even after this realization, Tanya thoughts didn't stop her from making love with them on the beach. The sand was soft and it was exhilarating to be out in the open doing such intimate things to each other. She wasn't sure what caused the difference, but this time there wasn't any rough play. It was sex, not fucking. Tanya couldn't continue that line of thought because her body was encased between the two handsome men. She was incoherent as they pulled in and out of her in sync. She let everything go in the heat of passion.
Connor was packing things away in the SUV when Brent approached her. Tanya had been staring out into the ocean, absorbed in her worries. Tanya hoped the waves would help calm and soothe her. It wasn’t doing much good, but it did afford her some isolation. Brent broke in through, a look of concern on his face.
“What's wrong?” he asked. “Did something happen happened?”
“No, nothing,” Tanya said. “I mean, not nothing. It's just nothing I can't really explain it. For some reason what you guys said might happen might be happening. I don't know. I don't know how I feel about any of it anymore. Sometimes I miss what we had before any of this happened. Sometimes I think about what could have been if things would have just stayed normal. Then I tell myself to be happy and shut up. I don't know. I guess I don't know what I'm trying to say.”
“No, I understand honey,” said Brent. “Things can get really sticky in relationships like these. People get their feelings all twisted and knotted up for each other. I want you to be happy and this is something only you can decide.”
“You mean you aren't mad that what you thought might happen is happening?” Tanya asked.
“I think that things between the three of us have led to a lot of fun, but also much deeper feelings for each other,” Brent said. “I'll be devastated if things don't work out, but the last thing I want to do is try to force you to pick a side. I know deep down you are just trying to do right by each of us.”
Tanya smiled, nodded, and hugged Brent, but she was really trying not to burst into tears. There were so many emotions inside of her pulling her in so many different directions, but she knew what choice she had to make. The problem she had with Brent's statement was she felt in a working three way relationship there are no sides. It was a small red flag in Tanya's mind. To think this all started because she couldn't control her own libido.
Maybe all the distress was why Tanya was having a hard time remembering exactly how they ended up at the sex club. It was only later she found out that Connor had some interesting connections through his biker-themed company. A burly man dressed in nothing but a bow tie led them past a pool full of people in various stages of undress. It was somewhat how Tanya had always imagined a Roman bathhouse sex orgy to be.
The finish line was an area filled with couch-bed combos. The couches weren't like regular couches though. Many of them were much wider than normal and some were more like padded benches. A myriad of pillows laid about in rich jewel tones. The lighting was dark, so dark in fact that Tanya was having trouble seeing the entire room. She could make of the gray forms of people having sex or sitting with each other, limbs draped across shoulders and thighs. The whole scene was something that Tanya was very unfamiliar with. She wasn't sure if it turned her on or off yet. On the one hand it did seem like it would be a lot of fun. On the other hand it also seemed very intense and open.
Tanya trusted Connor and Brent in the manner explicitly. They had both wanted to come here to, “hangout”. Tanya assumed they would be hanging out with each other at a local dive bar. But Down The Hatch was not a pub. Tanya realized her mistake when they pulled into the parking lot of the Arizona swingers club. Tanya didn't know if she was ready to have sex with other people, strangers. She already had her hands full with the two brothers.
Tanya knew she needed to be open and honest with the brothers. She should have said something when they reached the sex club. Now it felt like it was too late to say something. Both Brent and Connor had assured her that nothing that she didn't want to happen would happen. Yeah, but that only works if you say something. Connor told her that sex clubs had security posted up almost everywhere they turned. The staff of the club knew how to spot people going there that might be a problem and would react accordingly. Often times the staff would turn away people coming from other bars that were too drunk or large groups of single men who showed up with no women at all. The club knew to avoid making the experience a sausage fest. Word of mouth was how places like this survived and thrived, both of the brothers attested. The owners wouldn't allow things to go on that would put horror stories in the swingers' ears.
Now that they were here, after waiting in a long line outside, Tanya was starting to feel doubts about their decision to head here in the first place. Why did they need to come here to hang out? Why couldn't they have done that at home with slow jazz music on and all the candles lit? Tanya didn't want to have a bad attitude about it and ruin the experience for everyone else. It was important to her to make the brothers happy. It had been some weeks prior that Tanya had realized she'd fallen in love with both of them, despite seeing the flaws in Connor and the doubt that nagged her. At first this had represented some kind of dilemma in her mind. However, she decided to take a few days to deal with it before she made any sure decisions.
The arrangement made her happy for sure, even though it was still unspoken and undefined. She didn't really know how either of the men felt about it aside from the little discussion that had previously gone on. To them it seemed like something they were both warily trying again. Brent's words about “not wanting to share another one,” or something to that affect, still echoed in her mind, sometimes when she would catch both of the men staring at her at once. She didn
't want to rock the boat too much too soon. Maybe she wasn't strong enough to be shill with their non-descript relationship. Now, here they were, moving faster sexually than romantically while the girl inside her still yearned for more.
Tanya wondered how tonight's hanging-out would change things, or if anything would happen at all. Connor had assured her that they didn't even need to get naked if they didn't want to, but shortly after entering everyone had put their clothes in lockers and donned a robe provided by the club. Tanya realized, as they sat down together on one of the smaller couches, that they hadn't brought any protection or lube with them. Not that Tanya thought that she would need the lube, but still, it was strange to her to be at the sex club specifically without the intention of having sex with anyone outside of their love triangle.
“So why are we here?” Tanya asked as she sat down between the men. “If we aren't going to have sex with other people, then why come at all?” Brent rubbed her thigh and Connor squeezed her hand in their attempts to comfort her.
“You said that you wanted to have sex in a public place like the other girl,” Brent said. “Remember? The other girl from our stories who we had sex with in public? Me and Connor thought that this would be a good way to make that happen without any of us having to worry about someone taking pictures or the cops showing up. You know that kind of stuff can cause a lot of legal trouble, so the sex club seemed like the best place to explore. Also, most of the people will understand that being in this area means that we would like to be left to our own devices.” Connor cleared his throat, staring intently at Tanya.
“Unless, you know,” Connor said. “You want something to happen with someone else. I'm not trying to say that you should want anything to happen or that anything should happen. I'm just saying that if you want it to, then it can.” Brent squeezed her thigh and smiled at her.