by Tia Siren
My eyes closed, I felt my body being laid on the floor, covered in kisses. The pleasure was being built again. And still, my body wasn’t mine.
Someone lifted me up somewhere and then, my pussy contracted, hard. There it was again. A hard dick inside me.
My eyes fluttered open to see Mark smiling at me.
“C’mon baby. Ride away.”
My eyes fluttered shut and his finger parted the seam of my mouth. I kissed the thick finger, as I rocked my pelvis up and down onto his dick. Ooh, did it feel good! My body was at once tired and weightless—it ached. And yet it was unclear whether the ache was from fatigue or a need to continue. In any case, I continued, I rode Mark as hard and fast as I could. It wasn’t up to me anymore. As soon as his cock had entered my pussy, I was his.
Mark’s eager hands, grasped my hips and helped me along. He squeezed and massaged my ass.
Beside us, I could see Jake watching, enrapt. Waiting for his turn. The thought sent a new wave of arousal into me. Could I really take more of this pleasure? Even now, I was on the edge.
My whole body was jerky and twitchy with it, little bursts of feeling exploding in parts of me.
“Look at me,” Mark said.
I opened my eyes.
“Look at me, and fuck me with all you’ve got,” he growled.
I lifted my pelvis, and did as I was told. I closed my eyes, and ground myself in and around him. Up and down. Until my clit and pussy were grinding onto him. And we were moaning together. Our bodies were sharing spasms, together. He grabbed both my tits and squeezed—squeezed my release out of me. The orgasm rippled through me with a cry. I collapsed sideways, onto Jake’s waiting lap.
He stroked my head, as I lay there in the twitching fuzzy dark.
“Don’t worry, Brooke. You’ll get your turn with me, too.”
I accepted his words in a dull stupor. My body felt bloated with pleasure. Yet now, somehow, I was going to feel even more. The idea seemed insane.
And yet, when I was lifted up onto the hard waiting dick that I saw was Jake, all I could do was smile. Jake patted my head.
“Yeah, there you go. More hard cock for you.”
And, to my surprise, my body responded eagerly to the new hardness pressed into it. My pussy clasped at his dick eagerly as I moved. I swayed my hips back and forth, slapped my ass up and down on that massive shaft. Up and down, up and down, I pierced myself. I slipped my tongue inside Jake’s lips and twirled it, puncturing his lips just how he was puncturing my pussy.
Our tongues tangled and, all the while, I upped my pace more and more. The energy was out-of-body, as was my need. More—that was what I needed. This building release that I could already snatch at.
“Come on, Brooke,” Jake was saying, seeing that I was nearing the edge, “Fuck me like you mean it.”
And so, I did. With every last bit of energy I had, I threw myself up and down his dick. Until my body was utterly spent, but it was too late. I was on the screaming tip of cumming, yelling it out. My body was locked in the motion, the up–down. Jake’s dick was deep in me, stabbing the orgasm into me further and further.
Until my body flailed, utterly out of my control. I collapsed head-first into his chest. There, his dick still in me, I trembled and shook with the after-glory of it.
Now everything was hazier than hazy, black as fuck.
Someone lifted me and didn’t stop. They lifted me onto another hard pole. My pussy clasped at it deliriously, as if a memory. Something nudged against my back hole and I groaned. Now I was being fucked from the front and back at the same time. Now my moans were a feeling—a rippling of pleasure through my limbs. I was so filled.
The dance was flowing and perfectly in time. In went one dick, out went the other, then out went the first and in went the second. Our bodies were a mash of limbs. Hands stroking me. Lips meshing with mine. Muscles under my trembling touch. A mouth suctioned on my back. Shaking cock and pussy and ass combined. Now, we were fused into one rhythm. One urge, one finality. On and on I fucked and was fucked. My pussy and ass were railed, until I was wailing for deliverance. But it wasn’t about me, this time. I understood, as the front cock and back cock slapped into me deeper, as my moans growled into a harried scream, as the orgasm surging through me threatened to explode, it was about them this time.
And so, as my whole body went slack with the overwhelming pleasure, they blasted their cum into me. Front to back, they anointed with their orgasm. And then, finally, in a screamed-out burst of my own, I came too. Shaking as one beautifully freed body, we came as one. And, finally, collapsed to the floor as one.
Someone cleaned us up and someone carried me to bed. And then I snuggled my head onto one strong muscled body, and my butt onto another. As I lay there, I reflected, this was what absolute happiness felt like.
Chapter 39
Mark
I was the one to break the silence.
“Brooke—that was in-fucking-credible.”
“Yeah,” Jake agreed, “I’ve never had a more intense orgasm. You’re some kind of sex whisperer.”
Brooke giggled.
“I can barely believe it myself. It still all feels unreal—like some kind of porno you see online. Not something you actually do and feel yourself. You guys are sex gods yourselves.”
I grinned, kissing her on the cheek.
“I never thought I’d say this” Jake said, “but this arrangement really is perfect. I get to hang with my best friend and the love of my life at the same time.”
“I’m not the love of your life, Jake,” I quipped.
Brooke giggled, and he snorted.
“Way to ruin the moment, buddy.”
I made my face assume a serious expression as I turned to Brooke and Jake.
“Seriously though, you took the words right out of my mouth. I feel more at ease with you two, more myself—than well, with anyone.”
Brooke was just about gleaming with happiness. Slinging her arms around both of us, she squealed, “You two make me so insanely happy.”
“I love you,” I murmured unthinkingly, snuggling myself into her generous chest.
I froze.
“Did you just say,” Jake said.
My whole body tensed, and I sighed.
“Yeah, I guess I did.”
“And?” Brooke asked eagerly.
I sat up, finding it hard to look her in the eye all of a sudden.
“I guess it’s true. I mean—when I look at you, I—” my voice broke.
Brooke kissed me on the cheek.
“It’s okay, Mark. You don’t have to push yourself.”
I shook my head angrily.
“I do though. I’ve been hiding out from my emotions for too long now. Just because my mom and dad were fuckups who left me, doesn’t mean that it’s reasonable for me to never trust anyone again. My grandma would’ve wanted me to take a risk, to open my heart. And that’s what you did, Brooke. Without me even meaning to, I’ve fallen for you.”
Her eyes were full of tears, her lips parted with the enormity of what I said. My own heart felt so big and swollen that it was going to burst.
“Mark, I-I don’t know what to say. Except that I love you too. I love your jokes and your irreverence. I love the way you fuck me, I love your pretty light eyes. I love everything about you.”
I pressed myself to her with a tenderness that was indescribable. As I nuzzled up onto her shoulder, I reflected that there really no words for this. To describe the heart-pounding, head-ringing, insanity-inducing feeling I experienced when I was with her. ‘Love’ seemed too paltry a word. And yet, here I was, snuggling up to her, every beat of my heart convincing me that L-O-V-E was precisely what it was I was feeling for Brooke. Love.
“Hey Mark,” Jake said.
“Yeah?”
“Would now be a bad time to declare my own love for Brooke?” he asked.
I sat upright in bed, assuming a petulant expression.
“You monster—do
n’t you dare!”
We all burst out into side-splitting laughter. Once we were finished, Jake took Brooke’s hand in his.
“Brooke. I’ll never be able to thank you enough for what you taught me. About caring and love and relationships. You opened my heart again—in a way I never thought it could be opened again, and beyond. And, more than that, you showed me that true love and healthy relationships aren’t what we’ve been taught. There’s no need for this limiting ownership view of them. All you need are people who care about each other a huge lot, and I’ve certainly got those.”
He wrapped his arms around Brooke, as his lips met hers. I watched them warily, their smile eventually becoming my own. Yeah, as crazy as this situation still was, I thought this throuple thing could really work. I loved them, Brooke and Jake. Definitely in different ways, but still. Seeing them happy made me, well, happy.
“Are you guys sure about the business though?” Brooke said after a minute, “I don’t want you feeling like you have to keep me on just because you love me.”
“Now don’t think that,” I consoled her, “We’re keeping you around because we want to jump your bones on our lunch break.”
“Jake!” Brooke cried in exasperation, whacking me with a pillow.
“Calm down,” I said, still grinning, and pulling away the pillow.
“We’re keeping you around because you’re the best nurse we’ve ever had—and probably ever will,” Jake said.
“Not just the one who gives the best blow jobs?” Brooke joked.
Jake grinned.
“Well, that you definitely do. But you know what we mean. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again—you’re quick-thinking, skillful and thoughtful. You’ve got a big caring heart, and it comes out every time you speak to a patient.”
“We’d be honored to have you stay on our team,” I added.
When Jake caught my eye, I nodded. At the same time, we kissed both her cheeks.
“You guys,” Brooke said with a groan, “Is this how it’s going to be? You two teaming up on me to get what you want?”
“I don’t know,” I said, my hand sliding down to her left tit, as Jake did the same to her right one, “Is it working?”
Smiling in spite of herself, Brooke’s eyes fluttered closed as she enjoyed the light massaging sensations of our fingertips on her breast.
“And what about those ground rule things?” Jake asked.
Brooke’s eyes opened and she hastily swatted our hands away.
“Good point. How about we have some waffles and then we talk it over?”
I studied her suspiciously.
“How’d you know I had waffles?”
She smiled with a shrug.
“I asked Jake what your favorite food was. It is your birthday in a week, after all.”
I grinned.
“Huh, almost forgot. Getting in a relationship with your best friend and a sex demon must have a way of doing that to you.”
As I got up, Jake stopped me.
“Nah, you two wait here. I don’t trust your waffle-making skills.”
“You kidding me?” I sputtered, “You pop the things in a toaster, how hard can it be?”
Jake eyed me steadily.
“Do I really have to relay to you just how many times I’ve had burned waffles at your expense?”
I sighed.
“Whatever. It isn’t easy making food when you’re hungover, you know. But be my guest.”
Once Jake left, I turned to Brooke.
“So, what do you say to making some sort of side deal to this ground rule thing—so I get the benefit. I mean, Jake did leave—beggars can’t be choosers.”
Brooke eyed me with her long-lashed eyes in an adorably shocked expression.
“Mark, you aren’t serious??”
I chuckled.
“Of course, I’m not.” I lowered my face to hers and my voice to a whisper, “Unless you are.”
At that, we giggled together. When Jake returned with the massive platter of crispy waffles covered in maple syrup, we dug in and got to discussing.
“I say no outside parties,” Jake said, taking a big bite of his waffle, “I want this relationship to be between us three.”
“Agreed,” Brooke said.
Both of them looked pointedly to me.
“What?’ I said, “Little innocent old me?”
They held their gazes and I sighed.
“Fine, fine. I’ve had enough hookups anyway. I was running out of new things to experience—but here you go.”
Once again, they were scolding me, so I held up both hands.
“Kidding. Although my stipulation is no gay stuff. There’s a reason Jake’s been my best friend all this time—and not my fuck buddy.”
“Agreed,” Jake said immediately, and Brooke nodded.
“What about who goes first?” I asked.
“I think we’ve been doing okay with that so far,” Brooke said, “Don’t you?”
I tried to think back to the hazy fuck fest that we’d just undergone, but all I could remember was the explosion of my orgasm and how long I’d been hard for.
“Uhhh, yeah I think so,” I said, and Jake agreed.
“And dates?” he said.
“Why not one with each of you per week, then one group date—how does that sound?” Brooke asked.
“Yep,” Jake and I chorused.
We high fived, then got back to eating our waffles.
“And what about our families and Christmas and, I don’t know, the future?” Brooke said in a neurotic voice.
“Seriously?” I asked.
Grinning cheekily, she winked.
“How about, we’ll take it as it comes?”
“I like the sounds of that,” I said.
“Although you two will have to meet my mother,” Jake said with a sigh.
“I’ve already met your mother, broface,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, but meet her and have her actually like you,” he shot back.
I sighed.
“At this rate, we’re in for it.”
Brooke giggled.
“I don’t know. This is probably going to sound crazy, but whatever. As long as I’m with you two, it really feels like I can do anything.”
“Weird,” I commented, “It’s like you love us or something.”
I collected her and Jake’s empty waffle plates as we all giggled.
Still laughing maniacally, we twined ourselves together, one mass of warm happy limbs and face-wide smiles.
And then, all of a sudden, I knew exactly what I had to do today.
“Guys—what would you say to a little field trip?”
As Brooke and Jake gave disapproving noises, I continued “I want Brooke to meet my grandmother.”
Silence.
Brooke turned to me with shining eyes.
“Of course, Mark.”
“It was just Jake who got me thinking about it,” I explained, “When he mentioned he was going to introduce you to his mom in a week or so.”
“Oh really?” Brooke said, her eyes going to Jake with interest.
“I was going to mention it,” he said, “Anyway, Mark’s right. You should meet her. She’s the closest family he has, even if she’s dead.”
Brooke nodded.
“Of course, we can even go now if you’d like.”
I smiled a little.
“Yeah, yeah I’d like that.”
The sun was just rising as we walked past the rows of tombstones. It cast a mystical glow upon their curved stone structures. That was how it felt right now, walking through here with Brooke and Jake—mystical. Something like Deja-vu and a dream come true. Finally, I was introducing my grandmother to a girl I really saw myself growing old with.
Soft dew drops coated the grass under our feet, while the tall olden trees swayed slightly with the breeze. It didn’t take us long to reach the willow tree.
“There she is,” I said.
I gestur
ed to the grey granite tombstone that read, Marilyn Sawyer.
“I know this is pretty weird,” I told Brooke, “I just, I came here, when I was thinking about you one time, when I’d been fighting with how much you meant to me. It had helped calm me down a bit. Anyway, you don’t have to do anything. I just wanted you here, around someone who was the most important woman to me in the world once.”
Brooke nodded silently. She was gazing at my grandmother’s tomb with a somber expression.
“She must have been some woman,” she said softly.
“She was,” I said, “Raising me all alone, after my parents ran off. Then supporting me through my crazy surgeon dream.”
“Oh no,” Brooke said, “I meant the whole raising you at all thing.”
“Hey,” I said, throwing my arms around Brooke and squeezing me, “Mind yourself around my grandma—be respectful.”
She giggled, and I gave her a great smacking kiss on the cheek, while Jake held her hand.
“Seriously though,” Brooke said, a grave look coming over her face, “She would’ve been proud of you—the man you’ve turned out to be.”
“Brooke’s right,” Jake said, patting me on the back.
I smiled back at them gratefully, before turning my gaze back to the tombstone. There you have it Grandma, the girl of my dreams and my best friend. Pretty crazy, but you always said that the most important thing was my happiness, right?
A wind ruffled in the willows making them sway so much they brushed against my cheek. I closed my eyes, smiling. I understood. She was here, and she approved, that forward-thinking old lady.
I took Brooke’s hand, and pointed to a far-off hulking giant of a hill.
“C’mon guys—what do you say we go to the top of that hill? If you walk up far enough you can see most of LA.”
“Looks pretty far,” Jake said.
“It won’t take long,” I assured him.
“Fine, whatever,” he said with an easy smile.