Double Stuffed_An MFM Menage Romance

by Daphne Dawn

  I shake my head a bit, just trying to get a grip. I come to my own senses again and softly speak up.

  “Well, you’re not done yet, are you?” I smile at her, and she twists her head back at me and smiles back.

  As hungry as ever, she twists the rest of her body around and wraps her mouth around my cock. I think that answers the question.

  Chapter 56

  Blake

  I watch Leila lunge at Seth’s cock. She’s so fucking hot. Everything she does, every move she makes. Jesus Christ, I just can’t handle it.

  With just that one motion, her lips now curl around his cock and I watch her head from behind, seeing the back of her head moving up and down at the motion, bobbing at Seth’s cock.

  He places his hand on the back of her head, guiding her up and down, setting the pace for her. I know that mouth and I know how good that can make me feel. It’s so hard not to go overboard as soon as her lips press against you. He’s controlling himself, I can see it.

  Instantly, I feel my own cock twitching, and realize I’m hard, throbbing for and wanting more of Leila’s body. Her ass is sticking out, right in front of me, invitingly. She’s even swaying her hips at me, egging me on.

  “What do you want from me, Leila?” I ask.

  She lifts her head off of Seth’s cock and tells me she wants me to surprise her.

  Well shit, what surprises are left? I’ve fucked her every way but diagonally, at this point. I scan around the room before my face stops at Seth, who’s trying to subtly get my attention. He tosses his head to the side, pointing over to the closet.

  I gently lift myself off the bed, and open the closet door. On the floor is a black duffle bag. I unzip it and the contents make me smile. I fumble through the big bag of toys he’s packed for Leila, and find a remote-controlled egg.

  I grab it and the remote, and I test it. I press the power button and feel a hard buzzing in the palm of my hand where the egg is sitting. Perfect.

  I make my way back over to the bed and nod at Seth and flash him the toy. He nods back, approvingly.

  I spit on the toy and rub it around the plastic, getting it nice and lubed up. I press the tip of it against her pussy before gently pushing it inside of her, my finger following it to ensure it stays in, nice and deep.

  I hear her gasp. Wonderful. Enjoy it, baby.

  I spit down onto my cock, rubbing it in a bit before I press it against her asshole. As I slide myself inside of her, I turn on the egg and hear her squeal with delight.

  She backs herself up, inserting my entire cock into her ass. Fuck, woman. I feel the vibrations from the egg on the underside of my cock, and leak precum right into her tight little ass.

  She gets up on her knees and spreads her legs, getting me better leverage into her ass. I thrust slowly, going in and out, teasing her sweet little hole as my cock throbs hard against it.

  As she’s upright, I take my hands and lean her back against my chest and start massaging her tits. Her perky, round tits are flawless, and her nipples are hard enough to cut diamonds. I take her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and rotate them around, making her wiggle harder onto my cock.

  I move one hand down over her pussy, and press my middle finger right against her clit. She humps my hand hard, getting her clit nice and stimulated as my cock rams into her ass.

  Seth brings his face down to her pussy as it’s now perfectly accessible for him. He lays down on his back and positions himself between her legs. She dips herself down and humps at his face.

  Inadvertently, her grinding on him does amazing things for me. My cock is extended fully in her ass and is enjoying the rocking sensation deep, deep in her ass.

  I rub her body up and down, admiring her magnificent curves while I’m plowing her from behind. I hear her moans growing more intense, more passionate.

  She’s arching her back hard and digging her nails deep into her thighs. I can see it in every inch of her body and hear it in every breath. She’s close.

  I bring my mouth close to her ear and whisper.

  “Come for us, Leila.”

  She gasps and rests her head against my shoulder and humps hard and fast against my cock and Seth’s face.

  She grabs my hair hard and I watch her whole body flex and twitch as she completely lets go. She comes right onto Seth’s face and he laps up every drop of her sweet nectar as it floods his mouth from her pussy.

  He reaches up to her mouth, having scooped a little bit of her cum from her pussy lips and pushes his finger between her lips so she can taste the delicious flavor of her own juices.

  He pulls himself out from under her, and I hear a PLOP on the bed. She must have come so hard that she popped the egg right out of her pussy. Hehe.

  I pull my cock out of her ass. Without missing a beat, Leila spins around and shoves her mouth onto my cock. Holy shit, woman. Yes. Fuck. That. Don’t stop.

  I see Seth take position behind her, and ease his cock into her pussy, still dripping wet from her orgasm just moments ago. She moans loud in my mouth.

  She spreads her legs apart farther and arches her back. God, I love how she takes cock. She grinds her hips against Seth’s body as his cock is buried inside of her.

  He groans and grabs her by her hips, holding them in place as he fucks her pussy mercilessly. Her entire body is tousled about as she’s being rammed.

  Her mouth bounces my cock around inside of it, unable to get a solid balance to her as she’s being fucked. I’m not complaining. Not even for a second.

  I take her head and hold it in place as I start thrusting hard into her mouth and slide my cock into her slick, tight throat. She moans loud, and I look down at her face, flush with intense pleasure.

  I’ve never seen such a perfect slut. She has it all, and she’s always surprising me with what she wants and what she can handle.

  I feel my body getting hot. In mere seconds, my cock pulses and aches in her mouth.

  “Leila, I’m coming!” I grunt.

  She moans, vibrating my cock in her throat, and I flood her throat and mouth with my creamy cum. She keeps me in her mouth, sucking hard, pulling every drop of cum she can onto her tongue.

  She twirls her tongue around the head of my cock while it’s laced with cum, sliding it around nice and slick. I shudder at her in response and flex my hips one last time at her mouth before pulling my cock from her lips.

  I sit on the bed and meet my face to hers, pressing my lips against hers. She pushes cum into my mouth. The taste of her cum is hinted in my own and we share a sloppy, passionate kiss while trading cum back and forth between our mouths.

  She parts our lips and swallows the cum in her mouth. She gazes at me as Seth continues to drive his cock in her pussy. She’s glowing with pride at having the ability to make us both so nuts about her that we can’t help but fuck the shit out of her.

  Seth moans and shouts.

  “I’m about to come!”

  Leila quickly turns herself over and lays herself directly under his cock. He jerks at his cock and cum shoots hard against Leila’s face.

  No one can rock a cum shot as well as this girl, I swear. Her mouth is wide open, and her eyes are shut as Seth’s cum coats her face. It lands on her forehead and her cheeks, and a significant amount does make it into her mouth.

  She sticks her tongue out and swishes cum around in her mouth as he finishes spewing his load onto her face. She takes her fingers and scoops at the cum on her high cheekbones and pushes it into her mouth and does the same for the rest of her face.

  She sits up and brings Seth to her face and kisses him, just as she has with me, swapping his cum straight from her mouth into his. After a moment, she pulls away and swallows.

  She turns to the side to face both of us, and she licks her lips.

  “Yummy,” she says.

  “Yes, yes you are,” I return.

  “I’ll say,” says Seth.

  “You two are too much,” says Leila. She pauses and smiles. “No
t that I’m complaining.” She winks and gets off the bed and walks over to the window.

  I watch those sexy hips sway over to the other side of the room, and I wonder how I got to be with a woman so tantalizing.

  Nothing could be more perfect than the three of us.

  Except maybe a tiny little addition. I pause, surprised by how much I like the idea. Looks like we may need to stuff her in a whole new way.

  Chapter 57

  Leila

  I reach for the sheet but only feel flesh, soft naked flesh.

  I moan with pleasure as images of the previous night replay in my mind. Seth fucking me hard from behind, and Blake standing in front of me, so I could give him a blowjob. The spit roast position, it’s become one of our favorite.

  I sigh and open my eyes. For a while I just lie here looking at the two men in my bed.

  My fairy tale is having a happy end. Blake, Seth and I have moved in together.

  It’s been a month since the opening of the all new Beans & More, and the business is booming. Scones are going out the door faster than I could ever imagine.

  With a glance at the time, I decide to get up. Before I do, I kiss each of my men on the forehead.

  As I walk to the bathroom, I dwell on those words. My men.

  I move them around in my mouth. They sound good, and boy they taste even fucking better.

  I chuckle to myself.

  Why shouldn’t a woman have two men? It’s not unusual for men to have more than one woman, look at the other cultures and their harems.

  Once I’m dressed, I stroll out onto our balcony. I let my hands rest on my stomach, still flat, and smile to myself. I haven’t told Blake or Seth yet.

  I know they’ll be just as excited as I am. I have no idea which of them knocked me up—but hell, it could be both. That’s right, it’s twins. Now I’m double stuffed—with their babies.

  I breathe in the cool crisp morning air and dial Chase’s number.

  “Morning, sleeping beauty,”

  I laugh.

  “Hardly. It’s still early, you know.”

  “Maybe for some. But for those of us in the real working world it’s past morning tea.”

  Good old Chase, never one to miss an opportunity.

  “I know you only started work about half an hour ago, so don’t exaggerate, Chase,” I remind him, and he laughs.

  “What’s on the agenda today?” I sit down and watch the world wake up below me.

  The traffic is starting to increase, and I watch pedestrians walk past below on their way to work.

  I thank my lucky stars.

  “We’ve got some large orders to fill. There are about five dozen of the scones ordered for a business afternoon event downtown. And the usual.”

  I know Chase has everything under control, but I like to know what’s going on.

  “Amy turn up for work today?”

  Amy’s our new apprentice baker. She’s got a bit of a rough background, but Chase assures me this will be good for her. I’m not quite sure where he found her, but Chase is like that, keen to help those who need help.

  “She has, ten minutes before her shift was due to start.”

  Impressive. Sounds like so far so good.

  “Anything else I need to know or worry about?”

  Chase laughs.

  “Depends on your definition of worry.”

  How very true. Lucky for me, I know I can trust Chase.

  “Nah, all good, Leila.” He pauses. “So, you’re coming in today?”

  My fingers play with the string out of my tracksuit pants and I let my hand rest on my belly again. I bite my bottom lip. Am I coming in to work today, or are there other things to do?

  “Do you need me?”

  “Always,” he jokes and we both laugh.

  “Liar, and not a very good one.” I tease Chase.

  “Busted.” He agrees. “I can always call you if something comes up.”

  “Sounds good to me.” I agree and end the conversation.

  I do have plans for today, just not plans to go to the café.

  With one last glance at the street below me, I head back inside. In the kitchen, I put on my apron and make a cup of coffee.

  There’s plenty to do.

  After my first hit of caffeine and sensing no movement from the bedroom, I get to work.

  I pull out flour, sugar and a range of other ingredients. My notepad is nearby, and I scribble on it as I go along.

  The best part about being a culinary super star is I get to experiment with new recipes. I know my scones are a hit, but I feel it’s time to develop something else.

  Yesterday I tried my hand at muffins. Triple chocolate chip and banana. Blake thought they were out of this world, but Seth was not so sure.

  Seth thought there was something missing, some secret ingredient.

  After an extensive shopping spree yesterday, I’m armed today with a huge range of spices and aromas. My plan is to make several different batches so there are plenty of samples to taste.

  If I can’t get the muffins right, I know what my next project is going to be.

  But I’m determined to make them work.

  Since Seth believes in natural ingredients and growing your own stuff, I think the missing ingredient is vanilla, cinnamon or some other exotic spice.

  A noise makes me spin around.

  Seth appears in the kitchen. He’s stark naked.

  “What’re you up to?” he asks and rubs his eyes.

  “Experimenting,” I reply while letting my eyes travel over his magnificent body. I just can’t get enough of him.

  “Muffins?”

  I nod.

  “This early?”

  I laugh.

  “In the baking world it’s late.”

  He comes into the kitchen.

  I feel my heart rate increase and my breathing go fast and shallow.

  When he’s inches from me he murmurs into my ear.

  “Need any help with experimenting?”

  Instinctively, my hands reach out for his naked flesh.

  He takes another step toward me. His cock’s already thick and hard.

  “You offering?” I whisper and lick my lips.

  His lips come down on mine and his right hand propels me forward so I’m pressed into him. I feel his throbbing cock through my apron. My pussy starts to drip.

  “What the fuck’s going on?”

  I can see Blake in the doorway of the kitchen.

  “Leila’s experimenting,” explains Seth, whose hands are massaging my ass cheeks.

  “Without me?” He sounds indignant.

  Before I can stop him, Seth’s grabbed the chocolate and smears it along my chest and down into the gap between my breasts.

  “Never too late to join in,” replies Seth, and Blake takes up the invitation by undoing the strings of my apron.

  With a sigh, I surrender to what’s about to happen.

  Inventing a new amazing recipe for triple chocolate banana muffins will have to wait till a bit later. For now, getting in this time with my men is all that really matters.

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  Double Feature by Daphne Dawn

  Caught On Tape

  You like me hard and fast? Or slow or steady?

  That’s the best part of having me on tape.

  You can rewind and play back

  Have me over and over. And over again.

  You’ve heard about my exploits.

  The tabloids and newspapers can’t get enough of me.

  I mean, neither can you.

  Women can’t get enough of me

  With my roguish eyes and cut body.

  They throw themselves into my open arms.

>   Before you know it, I got you sighing.

  A few more minutes, and I got you screaming.

  Moaning. Thrashing.

  Life altering.

  That’s what it’s like to be with me.

  That’s what the videotape captured. For the whole world to see.

  Now, Mr. Golden Boy is in scandal city.

  My career is on the line.

  I need to find a way out.

  That’s where Sophie comes in.

  I’m going to use her to fix my image.

  Cute little starlet with the purity that's never been touched.

  Has no idea what the Big Bad Boy Action Hero is going to do to her.

  Because you know what they say.

  Ain’t no business like show business.

  And I know she can’t wait to get her hands on my…business.

  Todd

  I just became the lead story on CNN. Fox News has a therapist analyzing what happened, and TMZ is running the same clip of me over and over, ad nauseum .

  It’s all lies, of course. But it doesn’t matter because most people don’t have an appetite for the truth, anyway; in a sense, it’s like an unwelcome guest at a dinner party. What people want is gossip, rumor, and innuendo.

  And the media is more than happy to oblige. Anything to goose their fucking ratings.

  Jordan Ray, my public relations agent, a man I pay an obscene amount of money―which is most of the money he earns―is sitting across from me. He seems to think I’m in need of some damage control.

  We’ve been working together since the day my career took off, six years ago. And the truth is that he has gotten me out of a lot of situations I didn’t think even a fairy godmother could extricate me from. But this time, I don’t agree with how he wants to handle it.

  This…this…shit I’m seeing on Access Hollywood―the only thing I can do is scream at the ninety-two-inch screen mounted over the marble fireplace in my office. And I still don’t feel any better afterwards.

  Jordan patiently waits, tapping his fingers on the shiny mahogany. It’s obvious from the expression on his face that he has something to say. But I’m not interested in that right at the moment; I’m still pissed off and need to get the anger out of my system.