Sorry...Wrong Number

by Jamallah Bergman

  “Very serious, it’s been something I’ve always wanted to do and I have the opportunity right now to do it with the two men who care about me the most.” Her hand rested on Roy’s cheek as he smiled.

  He looked at Jonathan, who nodded back and said, “We’ll take our time, baby, and go real slow.” He softly kissed her lips before she got on the floor with Jonathan. She straddled him while engulfing his cock as her movements made her anxious over what would happen soon. Never had she felt hornier than she was right now. God, she loved feeling him next to her soft breasts and the way he and Roy sounded when they moaned. The way she felt against his skin set her soul and body on fire. He looked into her eyes, and said, “I can’t believe you want to do this, sweetheart, but I am all for it.” She kissed him while Roy got out of the shower and looked in the medicine cabinet. “If you’re looking for the lube, my friend, go to my nightstand.” Jonathan chuckled as Marcie found herself laughing as well. She knew that after all of their sexy conversations he probably would have some lube at the nightstand to help him out.

  “Have you ever done anything like this before?” she asked.

  “Oh, I have, but the other guy that was involved was a little bit smaller than Roy is. I just want to be careful with you, baby, but I want you to know you’re in such wonderful hands, I know you’ll enjoy it,” Jonathan assured her as she kissed him once more.

  Roy walked back into the shower and positioned himself behind her. Taking some of the lube, he softly worked it around her tight anus and slowly his fingers slid into her. She tensed up and Jonathan knew Roy would be working his cock into her soon. “Don’t tense up, baby, relax yourself. The painful part will soon be over with and then the fun will begin,” Jonathan assured her, then kissed her softly.

  She must have been crazy to even have the thought of having a man like Roy fucking her up the ass while Jonathan fucked her pussy. But Marcie wanted to be adventurous, an opportunity like this didn’t come along that often, and she wanted it all, that night. “All right, darling, we are going to go slow and if you want me to stop, I will,” Roy said, as the tip of his cock slowly worked its way inside her. Marcie could feel every bit of him going in. She held her breath for a moment and soon Jonathan took her head in his hands and said, “Look at me, baby, concentrate on my eyes, it’s going to be all right, baby.” Her cries and whimpers made him wish the pain would go away for her.

  “That’s all I’m going to put in, darling, I don’t want to go all the way in you. Let me know when you’re ready for more,” said Roy.

  Wiping her tears from her face, Jonathan slowly started to move his hips. Marcie’s eyes closed while she relished the feeling of these two men inside of her at the same time. Even though at first it hurt badly, soon pleasure had slowly replaced the pain and anxiety. Soft kisses dusted her back as Roy’s hands held onto her ass. His cock felt amazing inside of her tight hole, taking hold of him as he moved out of her slowly and carefully moved his hips back toward her. They all moaned in unison as she could feel her men getting into a rhythm with each other. Jonathan started sucking on her nipples while Roy nibbled on her shoulders and the back of her neck. God, it was like she had gone to heaven with these men as they let her be loved that night. “God, you feel so good,” Marcie said as Roy slowly went deeper into her while Jonathan’s teeth bit down on her nipples as she squealed in delight and his hips moved into her own with such force that even Roy felt it as both he and Marcie moaned.

  Jonathan slid his fingers into her mouth and watched her suck on them greedily. Soon Roy joined in, pumping deeper and deeper into her ass. “Just like that, fellas, just like that, don’t stop!” moaned Marcie as both men grunted and moaned with her, hips slamming up against her pussy and ass. Roy moved back, watching himself go in and out of her.

  “Holy shit!” Roy shouted as she moaned while her body seemed to shake underneath him. She quickly came, gripping Jonathan’s shoulders while heavy pants escaped her mouth along with a choking cry. Jonathan could hear Roy grunting as he pumped furiously into her ass and wails of pleasure echoed within the shower as he came. “Oh God, Marcie, fuck!” Jonathan moaned feeling her grip him from within as well during her orgasm. The hold she had on him was nothing he had ever experienced before while he shuddered underneath. He watched Roy’s body tense up while holding onto her hips. After a moment or so of watching him hold her, he sat down against the wall while Jonathan held her in his arms and kissed her lips. Marcie laid her head on his chest as she caught her breath, she was totally exhausted and didn’t want to do anything but sleep.

  Soon Marcie noticed the water falling on her body, nice warm water from the showerhead. Roy slowly got up and helped her off of Jonathan, who rose as well. “Let’s wash her off, bless her heart, I know you’re tired, baby,” Roy said and Jonathan started to squirt some of the gel onto her body while he softly scrubbed her back. He continued washing her sweetly and carefully all over from back to front and used the removable showerhead to wash off all of the soap and smell of sex. Jonathan took sweet care of his thick momma’s body as he kissed her lips once he had finished washing her. Soon, the men washed themselves while she dried herself and made her way to Jonathan’s bed.

  When the guys had finished their showers and dried themselves off, Marcie had already turned down the bed and was waiting for them to join her. “How are we going to do this?” asked Roy.

  “How do you sleep?” Marcie asked Jonathan.

  “On my back, why do you ask?”

  “You get in bed first and I’ll follow behind you once you lay down.”

  Jonathan crawled over to his side of the bed as Marcie slid into bed as well, laying right next to him, her hand and her head on his chest as he held her. Roy got in behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist as he nuzzled against her neck and shoulder. Marcie smiled as she felt his leg curl around her own and she looked over at Jonathan and said, “I want to thank you for tonight. My God, I never thought this would ever happen but I am glad you made it happen. Now, let’s get some sleep, my dears, we’ve had a very wonderful evening.” Soon, they found themselves slowly drifting off to sleep after having such a wonderful date together.

  Morning came and the sun peeked through the blinds, casting shadows in the room where the trio was still in bed. Marcie was in Roy’s arms this time and they had both been up for a while quietly talking. “You know I am leaving today.”

  Marcie sighed and said, “Yeah, I know. Do you have everything set up for the farm back home?”

  “Yup, everything is set except for getting the feed and other little things I might need. I am going to miss you so much, Marcie, but I know that you are in very good hands with Jonathan. He really, truly, loves you very much, I can tell you that.”

  Marcie could tell by his voice that Roy was having a hard time dealing with letting her go, and she was having a hard time letting him go as well. She rubbed his chest as she heard him sigh while they both looked out towards the window. “I am enjoying this, feeling you in my arms like this and last night, God, I swear I’ve never thought of doing something as wild as this but I was so happy to have done it with you, Marcie.”

  “Do you have time for breakfast? I know I can make something for us before you head out.”

  “I’d like that a lot, I could use a nice breakfast before I head back home.”

  Slowly, Roy got out of bed. Marcie crawled over to Jonathan and kissed him until he stirred in his sleep. Soon, those gorgeous hazel eyes of his began to flutter open and tried to focus on her lovely face. He smiled and kissed her lips. She said, “Good morning, love.”

  “Good morning, thick momma, how do you feel?”

  “Tired but just fine, I’m making breakfast because Roy has to head on out.”

  “You’ll find everything you need in the kitchen, I’ll be up in a second.” And with a quick kiss, Marcie got up and started to get her clothes on.

  Marcie went and made her men breakfast. They talked and laughed for a bit, tryi
ng to make the time seem longer before he had to go. But eventually it was time for Roy to leave. She put the dishes in the dishwasher and walked into the living room just as Roy was coming down the hallway with his bags. They were going to take him to the airport. “Do you have everything?” asked Jonathan.

  “Yeah, let’s go, because I want to be there a little bit early,” Roy said. Marcie grabbed her purse from the couch.

  The drive to the airport was long and quiet as Marcie sat in the front looking out of the window. Last night had been the most memorable night of their lives and it was something she wasn’t going to ever forget. She just hated that Roy was going away from her. When they got finally got to the airport and he checked his bags in at the curb, he gave Jonathan a hearty handshake and said, “Thanks, man, for everything last night. You make sure you treat her right. You have a special woman there, my friend, and if you ever get the chance, come down to the farm for a visit.”

  “Will do, man. Take care and good luck.”

  Nodding at him, Roy looked over at Marcie who was smiling but had tears in her eyes as he came and held this beautiful woman in his arms for the last time. “No tears now, I don’t want the last picture of me seeing you to be with tears in your eyes.” He wiped them off her cheek and softly he kissed her lips, soft and wet and trembling as she held him in her arms. When she stopped and looked at him, he said, “Goodbye, Marcie darling, I’m sure going to miss you.”

  “Goodbye, Roy, and be safe, sweetheart.” Marcie smiled as he quickly ran inside the airport.

  * * * *

  Running through the crowds of people and making it to the escalator, it took Roy some time to make it to the right terminal. When he got up to the counter, he showed the attendant his ticket and found out that he still had to wait a couple of more minutes before they called for boarding. Going over to Starbucks, he bought a coffee and sat down in one of the many seats while he drank. A little old lady walked over and sat one seat over from him. She pulled out some needles and yarn from her bag and began to knit. They didn’t say much for a while but eventually the lady smiled at Roy and asked, “Where are you headed, son?”

  Roy looked over at the little old lady whose eyes were small and blue. He smiled at the woman because she reminded him of his grandmother. “Headed home, ma’am, I’m headed home.”

  *THE END*

  About the Author

  Born in Jamaica Queens New York, Jamallah Bergman eventually moved around from New York to Alabama and eventually settling down in Georgia with her family and spending part of her childhood in Roswell Georgia.

  Jamallah started to first write when she was just 12, writing scripts for her dolls and as she got older her stories grew along with her.

  She eventually read her first romance novel when she was 15 and became hooked and started to write about romance. It wasn't until she got older when she started to write about erotica as well.

  Jamallah had started to notice that whenever she would read the stories that she loved, she never could understand why the heroines in the stories were nothing like herself. None of the women were full figured or plump or what she would sometimes think of herself (to coin the phrase from Mo'Nique) a "Thick Madame". It would often upset her that she could never find a story where the main character was a full figured woman who finds love with a handsome man.

  Soon Jamallah started to write stories where the full figured woman ALWAYS got her man!

  Jamallah Bergman's main goal in her writing is to appeal to the woman who despite what society might think of her and even though she might have some sort of self-doubt about herself, deep down she is strong woman who can do just about anything she sets her mind to.

  Jamallah Bergman still resides in Georgia and lives in Atlanta with her teenage daughter Jamira Anna Marie, who gets her artistic side from her mother by drawing and making movies.

  Other Books by Jamallah

  If Only You Knew

  The Lady of Gladstone Manor

  Special Kind of Woman

  Secret Cravings Publishing

  www.secretcravingspublishing.com