As the car pulled up outside my home, we staggered up the long driveway, and made it through the front door in a haze of lust, like horny teenagers about to lose their virginities. There was a deep thrill between us all, a feeling that I knew would connect us all forever. I’d had sex before – a lot – but it had never made me feel like this, and I was certain that the others felt the same.
I wasn’t a prude either, I’d experimented before – spanking, bondage, positions… but this was my first threesome, and I felt like it had changed me, opened up a whole new world to me – one that I wanted to get to know a whole lot better!
We stripped each other in a similar, frantic fashion and soon I found myself surrounded by flesh everywhere, and happier than I’d ever been before.
I watched Marceline’s hands get tangled up in Hugh’s hair as they kissed with a fiery passion, and I stroked my throbbing cock, just taking a second to enjoy the moment. Just watching, waiting, letting the anticipation build.
He pulled her backwards until he was sitting on one of my dining room chairs with her on top of him, just teasing her entrance as his hands explored her body. As he reached her breasts, I realized that I needed to get involved now, before I exploded, so I stepped closer, rubbing the small of her back with one hand, and angling her so that I could feel her hot, wet center with the other.
She gasped, and Hugh seemed to lose control. I watched him grip hold of his length, before pushing it inside of her, causing her to toss her head back with pleasure.
I stood to the side of her, holding myself too, and she happily wrapped her lips hungrily around me, sending pleasure rocking through my entire body.
But this wasn’t how it was going to go. I’d waited too long to be with her again and I was going to get the full experience, so after a few moments, I pulled her in for a deep kiss, teasing her off of Hugh. She fell to her knees with a thud, and angled her mouth towards his cock, giving me a really great, pornographic-style view as I knelt behind her to thrust inside of her.
I could hear her moaning with pleasure as I took her hard and fast, and it wasn’t long before we were all experiencing explosive orgasms once more.
As we all sat there, panting and breathless as if the wind had been knocked from us, I couldn’t help but wonder where all of this was going to lead.
*****
Epilogue
Marceline
The months passed quickly, and I found myself still dating both Hugh and Guy. An arrangement which we were all – surprisingly – incredibly happy with.
After that second night of passion, we all realized that there was no point in trying to deny our feelings for one another anymore – it just ended up with us all hurting – so we had a frank, open and honest discussion about what we all wanted.
And we all wanted to continue.
Of course, some ground rules had to be set out so that we were all happy, and all getting something from it, but after a few bumps in the road, we’d finally gotten to a place where all was well.
Better than well actually – it was totally amazing!
Sometimes I went out with Guy, sometimes Hugh; sometimes it was all three of us. Those were the nights that I liked best – these men were brilliant alone, but there was something about the feeling I got from having both of them to talk to, to make me laugh, to make me feel sexy… it was just on another level entirely!
Our relationship wasn’t something that we discussed openly – we didn’t want other people’s judgments and opinions to hurt us – but we didn’t lie if people asked us, either.
The only person that I had told was Nikki, and she had been endlessly supportive of me. She was glad that I was happy, and wasn’t bothered how I got there.
I was pretty sure that this was an arrangement that couldn’t last forever, but as long as we were all happy right now, and no one was getting hurt, we were all content to continue. I didn’t like to think too hard about the future – as long as the present was good, that was fine by me!
And without all of the hurt and the sadness that came from the confusion, my studies had resumed, better than ever. I found that when I was secure in my relationship with Hugh and Guy, I could concentrate much better, which made my life a whole lot easier!
Hugh smiled at me and Guy over the table in the restaurant where we were eating a meal together. “Let’s go back to my place.”
And the flutter of excitement burst inside me again as I grinned happily back.
Knowing that I was in for another night of mind blowing fun was a phenomenal feeling that put me on top of the world. I wondered if I would ever get bored of the thrilling anticipation that came from being able to turn on two such gorgeous men.
I hoped that I’d never have to find out!
THE END
Bonus Story 33/40
Untouchable
Talia
As I stared out of the train window, watching the world pass me by, I couldn’t help but wish that I was anywhere else in the world. The last thing I wanted to do was head home for the summer, but it seemed like I didn’t have any choice. After two years of avoiding my home town, of spending the school holidays anywhere but at home, I was having to go back there.
When my mom died after a long battle with cancer, I escaped. I couldn’t face anyone at home anymore, so I headed off to boarding school where I wouldn’t have to see anyone that knew me. Or mom. Ever since then, my dad had been begging me to come back, but up until now I’d managed to refuse. But now he was getting remarried, and I was going back to meet the woman that would go on to become my stepmom.
Marie.
I knew nothing about this woman, only that she’d moved to town a year or so after I left, and that she had a teenage son who was some kind of motorcycle rebel – another idiot to add to the cast of characters that was my new family. I’d have kept well away if I could have, but my dad had literally begged me to meet them, and I felt too guilty not to. I was growing a little disillusioned with my extremely rich, snobby boarding school friends anyway, so the only thing I was looking forward to was the chance to reconnect with some of my old friends. Hopefully they would still want me after I’d left in such a hurry. I hadn’t spoken to any of them in a very long time, but I hoped they would understand. We’d been friends since kindergarten. I prayed everything would be fine.
I sighed deeply as I stepped off the train, drinking in the familiar, but also strange, surroundings. It was weird being back in my home town, knowing that my whole life was about to change. I wasn’t quite ready for it, and I had no idea how I was going to handle what was to come. I could have used a much needed moment to catch my breath, but my father was already waving excitedly at me, with tears shining in his eyes.
“I know you told me to stay away,” he said, pulling me into a deep hug, “but I wanted to be here to pick you up.”
“Thanks dad,” I replied lamely, desperately wishing that he had listened to me.
“Come on,” he said. He took my bags from me, smiling a little too brightly for my liking. “Marie is in the car waiting to meet you.”
I tried to grin back, but my sinking heart was plastered all over my face.
The car drive home was painful. Marie was trying her best, but I had absolutely no intention of making it easy for her. Dad might need me to get along with this woman, but that didn’t matter to me. I hadn’t asked for this new family, I didn’t want it, and from what I’d observed there was no way it was going to last anyway. Marie was far too young for my dad, and my first impression was that they had nothing in common. I figured there was little point in me making an effort with someone who wasn’t going to be around for much longer anyway.
*****
Ricky
“For fuck’s sake,” I growled, looking down at my phone. “Assholes.”
“What’s going on, bro?” my friend Slick called out, as I angrily stubbed my cigarette out on the ground. “You look pissed.”
“Just my mom and her bullshit boyfrien
d,” I said, shaking my head sharply as a reply. “I have to go eat with them. His kid is coming home from boarding school or some shit.” I knew Norm’s child was a teenager – only a year younger than me – but I didn’t want the guys to know that. I had a reputation to uphold – playboy, bad boy, and general badass. If they knew I was spending so much time with some chick, they’d want to know why I wasn’t fucking her already.
Of course, I wouldn’t do that. I wanted to pry my mom away from that boring dick, not create a deeper bond with that family.
“So don’t go,” he replied as if it was obvious. “Ignore them.”
I’d love to have done what he said, but I wouldn’t. The truth was that despite everything I loved my mom and I would do anything for her.
“What and hang out with you sad sacks all evening?” I laughed, passing it off as a joke. “No thanks.”
“But we’re all going to the track later. Don’t you want to race?” This tugged at my heartstrings a little. I loved motorbike racing, especially at the local track. That was where I’d managed to build up my reputation – which was important since I’d moved here so late in my schooling career. It was where I’d become cool, and eventually something of a local celebrity. I was good on my bike – it was the one thing I did well, and I loved it.
“Maybe,” I shrugged, wanting to seem like I didn’t care one way or the other. “Might see you bastards later then.” And I swung around on my bike, heading towards home, my mind solely on how I was going to play my next move.
I’d been trying to split mom and Norm up for a while now, and was slowly chipping away at them. If I could get this girl to hate me too, then that would surely be a step in the right direction.
By the time I screeched my bike up into the driveway, I was all ready for her. I put on my worst attitude and stepped through the door.
However, what I was faced with wasn’t what I was expecting at all. Instead, the girl that spun around to face me as I stomped into the kitchen was the most beautiful girl that I’d ever laid my eyes on. She actually caused my heart to skip a beat – a sensation that I’d never had before. Not even with Cassie – the one girl I’d been with for any length of time. The only one I’d really consider an ex.
The first thing I noticed about her was her sparkling green eyes. Then I started to see her cute face, her dimples, her smile, and her full lips. As my eyes slowly scanned her, with my heart in disbelief, I drank in her long wavy red hair, her pale skin, her curves… she had the most rocking body I’d ever laid my eyes upon. I was turned on at the mere sight of her.
But then I forced myself to shake all of that away. I needed this girl to be a part of my game. I needed her to hate me. I couldn’t start liking her; that would only spell trouble.
No, I needed to remember my plan. I had to be horrible, that was the only way I was going to get what I wanted…
*****
Talia
Oh. My. God.
The second I laid my eyes upon him I felt my entire body turn to jelly. He sparked a reaction inside of me that I’d never experienced before. He was literally the hottest guy that I’d ever seen and I didn’t know what to do about it.
I stared like an idiot at him for far too long – drinking in his tall, muscular body, his deep brown eyes and his dark hair that was practically cut to his head. He was wearing leathers that screamed ‘bad boy’ and that I was also sure was hiding some pretty rocking abs.
“Ricky,” Marie finally appeared behind me, with her arms stretched to embrace her son. As my eyes flicked between them both, I couldn’t quite work out how she had a child that old – she must have had him when she was only a teenager. “This is Talia,” she finally announced, stepping backwards to reveal me once more. She was acting like we were friends, like I hadn’t just ignored her for the last hour or so, which put me on edge even more.
“H… Hi,” I stuttered, stretching out my hand to shake his, like the biggest dork ever. I cringed internally, but it was too late. The gesture was already made.
“Hi Talia,” he practically drooled, taking my hand in his. As soon as he touched me, I felt electricity coursing through my body, so I snatched my hand away quickly. Unfortunately he seemed to know exactly what was happening with me, because he gave me a knowing, satisfied smirk. “Well, you don’t look much like your father,” he laughed, shooting me a wink.
Marie tried to brush over the tension, as my heart thumped painfully against my chest. ““Come on. Dinner’s ready.”
I attempted to keep my eyes fixed firmly on my plate as I ate, not wanting to look at anyone, but my dad kept trying to drag me into conversation. On top of that, everything that Ricky said seemed to have a sexual undertone that no one else could pick up on. It was driving me crazy.
This guy might be seriously hot, but he was far too arrogant for my liking. My body might have been reacting to him, but my mind despised him already.
I escaped the table at the very first opportunity that I could. I shut the door behind me and took a deep breath. Ricky had sent me on a rollercoaster that I really didn’t like. There were tears that threatened to come at the prospect of having to spend a lot of time with these awful people, but I refused to let them fall. I couldn’t.
To distract myself, I grabbed hold of my phone and I dialed the number that I hadn’t called in a very long time. I needed to speak to a friendly voice, and I hoped that she would still have time for me. My best friend – Kira.
“Hello?” she answered quickly, as if she didn’t recognize the number.
“H… hi Kira,” I stammered. “It’s me, Talia.”
“Oh my god,” she squealed excitedly, much to my relief. “Talia, how are you? Are you okay? It’s been so long!”
“I know, I’m sorry.” I hung my head in shame as I realized just how much I’d neglected my friends. I’d been through a terrible time, but nevertheless my behavior was inexcusable. “I shouldn’t have gone off the radar like that.”
“Oh that doesn’t matter,” she said. “You have missed out on a lot, though. What are you up to tonight?”
“Oh, erm…” I hadn’t expected her to want to see me so soon. “I’m not sure…” In reality, I was exhausted, not necessarily in the mood for going out.
“Well, we’re going to watch the race tonight. There’s this new guy – Ricky Nyle – he’s an awesome bike racer, and super cute.”
Oh god, did she mean the same Ricky that was about to become my step brother? Why did I feel so weird about that?
“Then there will probably be a party later. There usually is.”
Motorbike racing and parties… when the hell had my friends gone from the quiet, studious people I once knew, to who they are now?
“Maybe next time,” I said. I wasn’t really in the mood. “I’m so tired from my journey. I need to rest, but I really can’t wait to hang out again.” I was telling the truth, I wanted to see all my old friends, and I hoped that we could pick up where we left off. But if I no longer had anything in common with my friends here, then I had no one, no place in the world.
It was going to be a long old summer…!
*****
Ricky
My plan to wind Talia up until she lost it and told her dad not to marry my mom was going well. I kept making wildly inappropriate comments at every opportunity, driving her mad, but I didn’t feel as good about it as I thought I would. In fact, every time her face twisted up in confusion, or fell in annoyance, my heart went a little fluttery and weird.
Maybe it was because I’d heard some chick talking about her at the track, saying how she’d lost it when her mother had died, and how she didn’t seem back to her usual self even now. Maybe I felt bad about the impact I was already having on her life after everything she’d already been through, without adding me being an asshole to her on top of it.
Or maybe it was because I was becoming more and more attracted to her each day. There was no denying that she did something to me, and that it wasn’t goin
g away any time soon. The more I got to know about her, the more I liked her sweet, studious nature which was the complete opposite of me. The more time I spent with her – which to be fair, wasn’t much because she kept trying to avoid me – the deeper I found myself falling for her. It was driving me insane.
I thought about her all the damn time – on the track, in bed, out and about. All I wanted to do was spend more time with her, be nice to her, and get to know her. But that totally contradicted with my original plan. I wasn’t sure which outcome I wanted more.
If I continued to be awful, our parents would break up and it was unlikely that I would ever see her again. She would go back to boarding school, and that would be that. The solution to the problem I’d been facing for the last year.
But, if I caved, if I started to be nice to Talia, to really give her a chance, and my feelings towards her increased, then it was likely that something would happen between us. We would end up hooking up and then what?
Even the thought of an illicit, taboo relationship with Talia, under the unsuspecting noses of our parents, was filling me with an intense excitement. Bolts of desire coursed through my veins. But if I thought past what my cock wanted, and really considered reality, then how the hell would it work? Would we continue screwing even after our parents got married, and we were officially brother and sister? Well, step-brother and sister, but still, how messed up would that be? It could never become anything more. We could never be a real couple, no matter what we wanted.
The choice was obvious, it really was. My brain knew exactly what I should do, what was the right thing to do. But my body didn’t, and I was afraid that it going to win out in the end.
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