Twice Driven

by Madison Faye

  “I love you,” She whispered. I growled and leaned forward, claiming her mouth as I claimed her friend’s body for the first time.

  I dropped from her mouth to Anna’s growling as she slipped her tongue eagerly into my mouth as her hips buck up to meet my thrusts. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, the pressure building as Anna’s impossibly tight eighteen year old pussy gripped my tight and milked me for all I was worth. I picked up my thrusting, rocking her deep and letting her clit drag across ever inch of my thick cock on every stroke.

  “Oh, fuck!” She cried out her whole face crumpling in pleasure. “I think- I think I’m gonna come!You’re going to make me come, Mr. Weaver!”

  Fuck, these two were going to be the fucking death of me with those cute little voices calling me “mister” like that. Sweet, sweet, glorious death, that is.

  Christina’s hand was moving faster and faster too, as if matching my thrusting into Anna’s pussy, and her face and chest began to glow pink as her breath came staggered. Suddenly, she whimpered as she rose up on her knees and straddled her friends head. Anna didn’t even blink. My jaw about dropped through the floor as she leaned up, grabbed Christina’s ass with her hands, and brought her pussy right down on her mouth.

  My cock about exploded right then, watching the lithe, blonde goddess I cry out in ecstasy and rock her pussy across her friend’s tongue. I leaned forward and grabbed her face in my hands, kissing her fiercely as I started fucking Anna’s little pussy for all I was worth.

  Their honey moans filled the living room, raising higher and higher as one as I felt the edges of my vision start to blur and the blood roar in my ears.

  “Oh, fuck!” Anna’s mouth came away from Christina’s pussy for a moment. “I’m- you’re going to make me come, Mr. Weaver!”

  I groaned. “Fuck, me too honey,” I growled through gritted teeth.

  “I want to feel you inside.”

  I groaned and looked down into her eyes, seeing the truth there. “Please, like you did with Chris.”

  “Anna, I-”

  “Please. I want to feel it all. I want everything.” She gave me one more look and nodded, the pleasure crumpling her face before she quickly pushed her mouth back to Christina’s pink little slit and started to tongue her eagerly.

  “Do it, baby.”

  I looked up, barely hanging on to see Christina looking right into my eyes, her own face on the verge of orgasm as Anna’s tongue dragged up and down her pussy.

  “Fuck her with that big fat cock of yours and fill her with every drop of your cum.” Her eyes started to roll back and the moan came tumbling from her lips as she started to crash over the edge of her orgasm. “Fill her up and knock her up!”

  Yeah, that fucking did it.

  I remember roaring like some sort of wild animal, feeling every single atom of my body explode as the cum blasted out of my cock deep into the tight little pussy wrapped around it. Anna went to pieces beneath me, suddenly pulling away from Christina and crying out as her back arched off the blankets and her legs went tight as steel around my waist.

  It felt like my orgasm would never end, as rope after thick rope of cum filled her young pussy, so much so that it started to leak out from where we met and trickle down her thighs.

  Slowly, the three of us ground to a halt, until we slowly came apart before crashing together in a heap in the blankets. I sucked in air, catching my breath as I leaned back again my couch with Anna curling into me on one side and Christina on the other, the three of us silent in the glow of the room.

  “Holy shit,” Anna finally moaned out, leaning into me and dropping her forehead to my chest. “Thank you,” she whispered as she looked up into my eyes. She turned them Christina. “I love you, you know, and-” she bit her lip as she brought her gaze back to me, and I leaned down to kiss her, silencing her.

  “Let’s save saying that one, honey,” I said quietly, nuzzling her neck. “But just so you know, the feeling is mutual.” She grinned and kissed me, before I turned back to Christina.

  “So, is this crazy?” She grinned and shook her head. “I mean, trying whatever we’re saying we’re going to try here?”

  “Oh, without question,” I said with a laugh, before I brought hand down to her belly. “But we’re going to make this work.”

  “All of us,” Anna added from my other side, reaching across to slip her hand into Christina’s.

  “Besides,” I shrugged. “Anything less than crazy is just boring, right?”

  “My parents are going to kill you, you know.”

  Anna giggle. “Mine too, but they might kill me first.”

  I barked out a laugh. “And that’s the music we’ll face tomorrow.

  Because right then, everything was perfect.

  Epilogue

  Anna

  “Oh my fucking God, you did not start without me.”

  I stuck my tongue out at Christina standing in the doorway of our bedroom, before my face crumpled in pleasure as Tyler drove in deep from behind. His thick cock pumped me full, jolting my body forward and making my eyes roll in pleasure as he hit that perfect spot inside.

  “Fuck, right there!” I moaned, arching my back and pushing back at him before I dragged my eyes back to Christina. She rolled her eyes at me as she padded into the room, letting the robe she wore drop to the floor at her feet.

  God she was beautiful. I mean, my friend had always been gorgeous, but she’d looked like this glowing goddess after the baby had been born four months before.

  She moved in front of me and leaned in to slip her tongue into my mouth, and I moaned as Tyler’s cock slid in deep from behind. “I mean I go to pump for ten minutes and you two can’t even wait, huh?”

  I bit my lip and shook my head, grinning as the pleasure rolled through me.

  Tyler groaned. “Hey, we were going to wait, but then this one bent over and stuck that little ass of hers in the air.”

  “Oh, and you’re helpless to resist, is that it?” Christina said, pulling away from my mouth and sliding onto the bed.

  “Totally helpless,” Tyler groaned, reached past me to run a hand over her thigh.

  Oh, right, welcome to a typical Wednesday at the Weaver-Ames-Riley household.

  It’d been four years since that night in the rain, when everything had come crashing together like lightning between the three of us. Four years later, and here we were.

  Telling our parents wasn’t easy, I’ll say that. There’d been talk of filing charges, and calling the police, and all of that. And honestly, if it’d just been me, I’d have broken. Even having just Christina there, or just Tyler wouldn’t have done.

  It was all three of us, together, that made it work. And there’s no way I would have survived those first few days or weeks without both of them there, and vice versa. And in the end, it worked out.

  It was the baby that’d calmed everyone down, strangely. You’d have thought there would be only one way the “hey neighbors, I’m dating both your daughters” could get any worse would be to add a “p.s., one of them’s pregnant” in there. But somehow, instead of going nuclear, the news had brought a little bit of perspective.

  Yeah, Bob and Helen flipped, but they got it. They saw how good Tyler was with Christina, and they saw how much he wanted the baby girl they ended up having.

  The rest of it? Well...it’s a bit complicated.

  Officially, they’re the couple and I’m their live-in babysitter. But Christina’s told her parents about being bi, and so have I, and well, I think they all put it together even if no one says anything. And honestly with the love the three of us have and how evident it is, I really don’t think any of them cared, even if they were a little confused by the arrangement.

  Christina and I went back to school after that, and Tyler pretty quickly decided to make the move with us.

  “Hey, it’ll save on train-fare right?”

  The three of us moved into this townhouse not long after that.

 
Tyler decided to finally pull the trigger about expanding the label and really taking on some serious bands. He found a great space in Boston and made the move, and it’s doing great. Christina had our daughter - yes, all three “our” - the summer before sophomore year, but we both still graduated. I should mention that she also walked across the graduation stage with 7-month bump on our second, also a girl.

  Poor Tyler, surrounded by girls.

  I’d like to say we both ease his pain.

  It’s a weird and awesome dynamic we all have too. Tyler and I got a lot closer as Christina got closer to due date. At first, even after I’d slept wit him that night, I wondered if I was really just gay. After all, I’d never had any real interest in boys, and it went without saying that I was head over heals for Christina.

  But I wasn’t, evidently. Because as it turns out, I was just waiting for the right man, and the right bizarre situation. And I love him too, as it also turns out. And I love her, and we all love each other.

  It’s a sickening amount of love, really.

  It’s unorthodox, but it works. We’re a team. It’s our won weird little happy ending, and I couldn’t ask for more.

  “Baby okay?” I murmured as she ran her hands over my body.

  “Just went done, if we can manage to keep it down this time,” she winked at Tyler over my shoulder.

  “Says the screamer,” he said with a low laugh.

  “Don’t make me come over there, mister.”

  I moaned as she started to slide underneath me, her mouth trailing down my body.

  “Jesus, I hope I look half as good as you three fucking months after mine,” I muttered as I eyed her incredible body as it slid against mine.

  “I’ll make sure you get plenty of exercise, gorgeous,” she murmured, kissing me fiercely before she started to flip around beneath me. She ran her hands over my belly. I was nowhere near showing yet, but...well, I would be.

  Oh, right, I’m having our third. Surprise?

  I moaned as Christina slid beneath me, her mouth trailing down my body until I cried out when her wicked tongue found my clit. Tyler growled behind me, his cock swelling inside of me as I felt Christina’s mouth on my clit and his cock where we joined. I leaned down, cooing as I let my tongue slip through her wet folds, and she moaned into me as I did.

  This was us, this was our life. The three of us joined on every level. We had love, we had children, and we had our lives together to explore it all. And there in that bed that evening, as we moved towards our climax as one, I knew this is exactly where we were all supposed to be. This was how we were supposed to end up. The hell with how things “should” be, or what people say.

  We had love, and each other, and that’s all that mattered.

  The End

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  Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there’s nothing but hot, streamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!

  Tired of keeping them hidden inside or only having them come out in the bedroom, they’re all here in the form of some wickedly hot stories. Single-minded alpha hero, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top scenarios. If you love it extra dirty, extra hot, and extra naughty, this is the place for you!

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