Their Secret: An MMF Secret Baby Romance

by Cassandra Dee

  Ah, the missing piece. Because I know what’s been going on in Gray’s head when we fuck.

  I can see Mona’s reflection in his eyes.

  Even when he’s face down taking my dick, the brunette’s always with us. Those luscious curves. The sweet, innocent expression.

  And frankly … it turns me on.

  But there’s no sense in scaring off the filly, so we start off slow.

  “I’m glad you could both make it,” is my low welcome, looking between Gray and Mona.

  “Of course,” Mona murmurs, crossing her legs demurely. “Happy to be here.”

  My breath catches when she shoots me a shy, innocent smile. But no. There are words to be said, a therapy session at hand.

  “Today I want to get to know each other better, because we need to trust each other for this to work,” are my professional words.

  “I’m fine with that,” Gray nods.

  And Mona joins in as well.

  “I’m open to talking more,” she agrees, voice soft and small.

  Fuck, how did I get so lucky? This is gonna be fun.

  So turning to the brunette, I keep my tone neutral.

  “So, have you still been having thoughts about Gray?”

  And to my surprise, Mona doesn’t hedge.

  “Yes,” is her simple reply.

  “And have you still had thoughts of Mona?” I ask Gray in turn.

  Of course, the alpha male’s on it. He’s a straight shooter, getting to the root of the issue.

  “Yes,” comes that growl, bronze expression fierce.

  Perfect. This is going exactly as planned.

  “Mona, do you think of Gray when you’re having sex with other people?” I ask neutrally, as if this were a completely normal question. “Or do you focus only on the scene in front of you?”

  But her reply shocks me.

  “No,” comes that soft mewl. “Well sort of.”

  What?

  What does that mean? Mona’s not thinking about Gray 24/7? That seems impossible.

  But then the little girl clarifies.

  “I don’t have sex with anyone,” she whispers. “I’m a virgin, so your question doesn’t count.”

  Her cheeks burn bright red, flushed with embarrassment.

  Holy fuck.

  This sweet thing is a virgin?

  How is that possible?

  And Gray’s just as mesmerized.

  “A virgin,” he growls, blue eyes flashing with light. “You’ve never been touched by a man?”

  Mona nods shyly.

  “Never,” she confirms, barely able to breathe, those huge boobies trembling in the air between us. “But I want to try.”

  Oh shit, oh shit. This is fast getting out of control. So I interrupt.

  “How does that make you feel?” I ask Gray.

  The alpha wastes no time.

  “Hard as fuck,” is his grunt.

  And Mona lets out an involuntary moan then. Her eyes go wide upon hearing the sound, hand flying up to cup her mouth.

  But it’s too late. We can all see where this is going. The girl’s skin is flushed and dewy, thighs trembling with anticipation.

  But it’s important to go slow with someone so innocent and delicate. So I keep the talk going.

  “What do you want from your stepfather?” is my low growl. “What do you hope to achieve?”

  Mona bites her lip, unable to answer.

  “Sweetheart,” I chide. “Like I said before, this is a safe space. You can talk to us.”

  The brunette flushes then. She licks her lips and then looks down at her sweaty hands.

  “I want his cock,” she says shyly, almost on a whisper.

  Perfect. We’ve struck gold.

  “And that’s it?” I quip.

  Mona shakes her head, hands twisted in her lap.

  “I…I want more than that,” she replies. “I want all of him.” She’s flushed beautifully red now, and I can see that this short interaction is likely the most frank sex talk she’s ever had.

  “What does all mean?” comes my smooth voice even as Gray lunges forward in his chair a bit, unable to tear his eyes from Mona’s curvy form.

  “All, you know …,” she whispers, looking right back at her stepdad. The air’s sizzling at a hundred degrees now, the sexual tension thick.

  Evidently, the girl can’t speak the words quite yet. But that’s okay. We’ll move onto step two.

  “And Gray, what do you want from your stepdaughter?” I rumble, swinging blue eyes to my lover.

  Those lids close as if his thoughts are painful. That’s my man. Moral, upstanding and just. He has to admit his feelings in order to realize them. And more than anything, I want him to not just realize his feelings, but to own them.

  “I don’t know,” the alpha rasps miserably.

  “I think you do.” I raise an eyebrow at him. “Be honest with yourself Gray. It’s easier if you look within and speak the truth.”

  Because I know Gray wants to fuck her. It’s evident in every muscle of his body, every fiber of his being. Even when we’re in bed together, sometimes he moans Mona’s name, much to my arousal.

  Fuck yeah.

  This is going exactly the way I want.

  And finally, my man gets a grip. Looking deep into his soul, he fixes the girl with a penetrating gaze and then speaks.

  “I want to fuck the innocence out of you,” he growls, looking at the nubile female like a lion ready to devour.

  For a moment, Mona doesn’t speak. Then she tosses unruly brown curls behind her shoulder and fixes Gray with an intent look, something that I wasn’t sure she was capable of before this very moment.

  “Then do it,” Mona says softly. Her words are bold but I know she’s still a little hesitant. “Do it, Gray.”

  And surprisingly, the brunette takes things into her own hands. She stands and walks closer until she’s mere inches from Gray’s powerful body, those plump curves trembling.

  “Do it Gray,” she entreats again, eyes pleading. “I want it.”

  But morality seizes her stepfather once more.

  “Mona, I can’t,” he rasps, eyes looking away. “Plus, there’s no going back once I do,” he looks up at her with a blend of desperation and lust in his eyes, almost as if he wants her to back down.

  But Mona’s on another plane now.

  “I want it,” she whispers, leaning closer until her breasts are almost in his face. And the next few seconds are a blur. Maybe she inched forwards, maybe he did.

  All I know is that in the next instant, Gray’s face first between those giant Double Ds, muffled groans coming from between that creamy valley.

  “Aw fuck,” is his grunt, hands all over the curvy brunette now. “Aw fuck fuck fuck.”

  And Mona’s into it too. She tilts her head back, eyes closed, breathing hard.

  “Yes, take me,” comes her delighted whisper, hands raking through charcoal hair. “Use me, make me a woman.”

  But Gray’s not just about tits. Because the man raises his head before reaching for the hem of her dress and lifting the light fabric. He moves his head between her legs before placing a wet kiss on her lower set of lips.

  “You taste so good,” is his grunt. “Like honey.”

  Holy shit, is this really happening?

  Is my lover currently mouthing at her wet fount, tasting the delicacy between his stepdaughter’s legs?

  Oh yeah.

  Presto bingo. We’re there.

  Mona looks over at me, eyes wide, and my cock stiffens painfully under her innocent gaze.

  But Gray’s on a roll, and places a big hand behind her thigh, lifting her leg to the coffee table to reveal that exposed pink pussy.

  “You’re not wearing panties,” he rasps, gaze ravenous.

  “No,” she confirms, voice almost inaudible. “I didn’t think I’d need them today.”

  And with his eyes locked on mine, Gray runs his tongue along her wet slit. Oh fuck. Mona’s sho
ulders slouch as she shudders with pleasure, mewling like a helpless kitten.

  “Oh Daddy,” she moans, eyes squeezed shut at her cunt gets tasted for the first time. “Oh!”

  But fuck, I can’t let them play on their own. These two people are so magnetic in their own ways, and I need a piece of both. I need to taste the sweet, innocent female, as well as the alpha male with a cock the size of a club. So striding towards them, I loosen my trousers, letting my thick shaft poke out.

  “Oh!” Mona gasps, eyes wide even as Gray mouths her pussy again. “Oh god!”

  “You like that sweetheart?” he rasps into her cunt. But then the man stops and lifts his head, catching sight of my monster. “Oh that,” he rumbles, a smile playing at his lips. “Yeah, I get it.”

  Because Gray’s a pro at taking my dick in his ass now. The first time it was really hard. But now he loosens so much quicker, letting me stretch his anus with my massive length.

  But this time isn’t about us. It’s not about man on man. It’s about her.

  “Sweetheart,” I rasp. “You think you can handle this?”

  Mona’s eyes go wide, her limbs trembling as that cunt juices more.

  “Both of you?” she gasps. “At once?”

  “Both of us,” I confirm. “It doesn’t have to be at once the first time, but if you like it that way, we can do at once some time in the future.”

  The girl’s cheeks flush.

  “No, what I meant was, both of you in me down there?” she whispers, eyes wide yet slightly glazed with lust. “How does that work?”

  I chuckle, stroking my thick fuckshaft. The tip’s dripping already, ready to spill.

  “No sweetheart. Or yes. We can do double vaginal, for sure. But honey, you’re a virgin. Wouldn’t it be easier just to take one at a time this first time? What do you think? You think you can do it?”

  And Mona’s scared for sure. Her eyes go wide, those big boobies heaving. But then slowly, she nods, reaching in back to unzip her dress. And just like that the fabric drops, forming a cylinder around her middle.

  “Yes,” she whispers. “Yes, this is what I want.”

  And my heart soars, because shit, this is gonna be the best time of my life. Immediately, we pull Mona to the floor, that curvy form on her back as we worship between those thick thighs.

  “Relax, sweetie,” I rasp, licking at her clit before settling into a deep suck. “Relax, we’ll make it good for you.”

  In the meantime, Gray’s worming a finger up her pulsing channel.

  “Shit, she’s tight,” he growls, eyes blazing with lust. By now his dick is out too, dripping non-stop onto my Persian rug, forming a wet pool. No worries, the smell is delicious and I like these kinds of stains.

  But Gray stops then, his hand halfway buried in those wet folds.

  “Shit, shit, I can feel it,” he growls. “She’s a virgin for sure.”

  And I know exactly what he’s talking about. My mouth lifts as Gray removes his finger with an obscene pop. And in the next second, my digit is pushing into that sweet, hot channel, Mona moaning like a whore with the penetration.

  “Unnh!” she cries, throwing her head back. “Oh unnnh!”

  But it’s there. Because sure enough, my finger pushes against a barrier, spongy and soft, delicate yet strong at once. Her hymen. Oh shit, this beautiful brunette really is untouched, her cunt slick and sweet, so tight and new.

  “Sweetheart,” I rasp. “You can’t imagine what this means to us.”

  Mona’s eyes fly open, half-lidded with ecstasy.

  “Umm?” is her dazed reply. “Mason? Gray?”

  A low chuckle escapes my throat as I bend down to press a kiss to her clit.

  “Both of us honey. We’ll both sample you tonight. Now sweetheart, upsy daisy.”

  And with that, I help the female onto her hands and knees, the plush rug cushioning her curvy frame.

  “Sweetheart, open,” commands Gray by her head. The big male’s moved like a panther so that he’s kneeling by her shoulders, nudging those sweet lips with his monster cock. Mona’s eyes go wide for a moment, disbelieving. But then like a slut, the girl sucks him down, eyes closing dreamily.

  “Ummm,” she moans, cheeks stuffed full. “Oh ummm.”

  And that’s my cue. Because distracted, it’s gonna go in easier. And gently, I nudge my dicktip against her puss, just kissing those sweet folds while getting my pole wet.

  “That’s right,” is my low rumble. “That’s it.”

  And with that, the slide begins. After the first slight push, Mona’s eyes fly open, wide and startled.

  “Unnf?” she murmurs, still mouthing Gray’s cock. “Unnf?”

  But I see how her big boobies dangle, the tips hard. And slowly, I press forwards again.

  “Yeah, honey,” is my low rasp, one big hand stroking up and down that sinuous back. “This is where men go. Inside you. You like it, don’t you?”

  Mona’s eyes squeeze shut, unaccustomed to a massive shaft back there. But I see her chin tilt slightly in a nod, and Gray takes up the answer.

  “She likes it,” he growls. “Aw fuck, her mouth gets tighter the more you push forwards.”

  Aw yeah. The girl’s a pushme-pullyou, the kind who loves it from both ends. And grabbing hold of those fleshy hips, I brace myself for the big move.

  “Shit!” comes my grunt, pelvis jolting forwards. “Shit shit!”

  Because I do it then. I push right into that wet twat, her pink folds split around my cock in a tight, puffy circle.

  “Unnnh!” Mona wails, eyes closed, mouth still stuffed full. “Unnnh!”

  But do I stop? Hell no. You can’t stop with these things, it’s worse if you do. You gotta be forthright with the virgins and push them through their pain. So I grab hold of Mona’s waist tight, leaning forwards to kiss her back.

  “Sweetheart, it gets better, I promise,” is my rough rumble. “Just hold tight, hear?”

  And with that, the pump begins. Just slow, shallow strokes at first, going in and out, watching my pole reappear from between her cunt lips. It’s disgusting for sure, the shaft coated and shiny with her juices. But fuck, she feels good, and within minutes, I’m going full steam, treating Mona like an experienced whore.

  “Mmm!” she screams again, mouth stuffed full. “Mmmmph!”

  And it’s too much. The little filly bursts then, her pussy spasming hard on my fuckpole, clamping down once, hard, before dissolving into a series of tremors.

  “Mmmph!” she screams again. “Mmmph!”

  Her ecstasy pushes me over the edge as well. Because reaching forwards and grabbing big handfuls of her tits, I fuck forwards again, spewing hot sperm into that sweet virginal passage, drenching her in male jism.

  “Fuck!” is my grunt. “Fuck fuck fuck!”

  “Shit,” is Gray’s answering roar. “Fuck this shit!”

  Because we’re both spraying now, the curvy female taking two loads from both ends. There’s so much goo that semen spills from between our bodies, leaking out of Mona’s mouth even as it trails down her thighs.

  But is the little girl scared? Naw, the brunette is a pro and she’s gulping like mad, her little puss sucking tight to my hot rod. Oh shit, shit. She can take it. And with our eyes meeting in agreement over Mona’s back, Gray and I move in a flash.

  Because soon he’s crouched behind Mona’s puffy vag, pushing his stick in, and I’m by her head, opening her mouth.

  “Here you go,” is my croon. “Another taste sweetheart?”

  And oh fuck, but when the brunette opens her mouth, there’s a huge glob of cum on her tongue. But it only turns me on, and the girl nods hungrily, eyes fixed to my fuckpole.

  “Yes, Dr. Channing,” she whispers. “Yes give it to me.”

  And just like that, we’re off again, another sensual, triple-X rated session right here on the floor of my office. It’s wrong, for sure. Gray and I are professionals, and no way in hell should I be fucking two of my patients. But Mona an
d my buddy are irresistible, absolutely the best I’ve ever had. She’s innocent and sweet, without a mean bone in her body. Whereas my man is the opposite. Hard, dominant, alpha, and bisexual to boot.

  This is wrong. I could lose my license. Hell, I could probably be put in jail for doing this. But watching Mona and Gray tumble on the plush rug, that hard fuckstick doing the dirtiest things to her soft curves makes me want it more … and unfortunately, stopping isn’t an option.

  Chapter 7

  Mona

  My movements seem delayed, as if I’m waltzing under water. This is so strange and confusing, and I’m starting to question whether I’m in a dream. Because did that really happen? Is it true? Did I really just have a rancid sex session with my stepdad and my therapist?

  Holy cow.

  Because it was so good. I can’t believe some people say sex is overrated – they’ve obviously never been with true alpha billionaires before. Maybe it’s because they’re older, but Mason and Gray seemed to know exactly what to do with me, contorting my body in new ways to take me to highs I didn’t know existed. When the ripples in my body finally exploded into a firework of passion, I was catapulted onto cloud nine. It was the greatest thing ever.

  How or why they’re attracted to me is a mystery, because Mason and Gray are perfectly sculpted gods. Mason’s body is more chiseled, and I can tell he works out. Gray has always had a broad structure, but less definition. It’s like he played sports when he was much younger, and his muscles maintained the shape developed over years of strenuous practice.

  When I close my eyes, I still feel their fingers tracing over my body, teasing and titillating me relentlessly. My pussy is sore and swollen, but it was more than worth it. On the car ride home, Gray cupped my ass before pulling me flush against him and possessively draping his heavy arm over my shoulder. I loved it all.

  He was gentle and kind, telling me that I’d be sore for a couple of days. He knew it was his fault, the way he stretched me so slowly before handing me off to Mason. It was his idea, but I was ecstatic, and not only because Mason is such a hottie. I know it sounds dirty, but it’s wonderful knowing that fucking Mason made Gray proud of me.