Unspeakable Proposal

by Lee, Brenda Stokes

  “What? Hell no! I’m not gay!”

  “The terminology is lesbian or bisexual.” John corrected her. “And if you really want to have a ménage à trois in this marriage you will be, at least for one night. If I have to fuck her, so do you!”

  “John’s right! It’s not really fair to ask him to allow you to just watch him commit adultery for your entertainment. If you don’t actively participate then you’ll never forgive him for doing it. He’s right Hope… It takes three for a three way.” Quanique interrupted.

  Hope’s eyes narrowed as she turned towards the young woman standing in the door of their bedroom suite. “Stay out of this Quanique. This is something John and I need to decide together.”

  “No! Quanique’s is just as much a part of this decision as you or me. She’s right. Eventually you will resent me for sleeping with her. Frankly, I’m not willing to let it destroy our marriage. If you’re serious about living out this fantasy then you’ll have to be an active participant.”

  “Don’t worry Hope. I’ll do everything. You won’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

  “I don’t want to do ANY of it, Quanique! I mean I like you, but I don’t like you, like you! I want to do this for my husband. He’s infatuated with you. It’s his birthday and I want to please him with this one fantasy.”

  “So, now it’s a fantasy for me?” John asked curious.

  “Yes! This is for you.” Hope lied.

  “Good! So if it’s my fantasy then I want to see her do you and I’ll just jump in where ever I fit in. That’s my fantasy, not you watching me cheat on you.”

  “Sorry Hope, but he’s right. I’d feel more comfortable if we all just did whoever. If not I’ll feel like I betrayed your trust by sleeping with your husband.” Quanique cosigned.

  Hope was livid. She knew Quanique just wanted to fuck her for spite. Unfortunately the only way her plan would work is if she conceded to allowing Quanique to touch her. Frankly, Hope would have rather been force fed dead crabs on a hot summer day than to lick Quanique’s pussy. Hell, she took offense at even giving her a hand job, but she had little choice in the matter. She wanted a baby and this was her only shot and the price she’d have to pay.

  “Okay! I’m going to need alcohol… Lots and lots of alcohol. Pour me a drink, John. You know what… You’d better make that a double! No check that… Make it a triple!”

  John was shocked. “Are you serious? We’re actually going to do this?”

  “Alcohol John! Alcohol! I need alcohol! And to answer your question… Yes, we’re going to do this. We are on a private island somewhere in the Virgin Islands and we’re on vacation. What happens in the Virgin Islands, stays in the Virgin Islands. What happens on vacation, stays on vacation. So yeah… We’re about to get into some serious grown folks’ fun and games, but first I’m going to need some alcohol.”

  “Okay! Okay! I’m on it!” Nervous as a timid virgin on prom night, John scurried to the bar in the great room to get alcohol. He couldn’t believe what they were about to do and frankly he could use a double as well. Grabbing a bottle of Hennessey, he took a giant swig right from the bottle. “Oh my damn!” He breathed before taking another swig.

  A sly smirk slipped across Quanique’s face as she made eye contact with Hope. Hope eyed her and mouthed, “You’re going to pay for this.”

  Quanique grinned as she let her towel drop to the floor, revealing her sexy nude frame. “No! You are!” She whispered. “I’ll have one of those too, John.” She yelled.

  CHAPTER 9

  After a much needed round or two of alcohol, Quanique took the anxious John by the hand and led him to the bed. Hope watched with mixed emotions as Quanique slowly peeled her husband’s shorts down. John’s dick had been on red alert since Hope revealed the concept of having a threesome with Quanique. His dick was hard and veiny and in desperate need of sexual release.

  Quanique grabbed it firmly in her soft hand as she sampled his soft lips. They were red and moist from the alcohol but she didn’t seem to mind. Sucking them in her mouth, she slowly jerked him off as her free hand slipped between her thick thighs and played with her clit. John immediately looked towards Hope who lingered in the doorway watching the two of them.

  His eyes met hers and begged for confirmation that this was truly what she wanted to do. Hope slowly nodded yes as she walked towards them. John was still standing and Quanique had now dropped to her knees before him, poised and ready to suck his dick. Methodically kneading his dick, she watched as lust took over his senses and his resolve finally relinquished control to it.

  Grabbing a fist full of her long dark brown hair he pulled her face towards his dick. “Open your mouth and swallow!” He mumbled.

  Quanique didn’t need to be told twice. She immediately sucked the bulbous swollen tip of John’s dick in her mouth. Inch by inch she slurped it further into the depths of her moist mouth. Then she begin to swallow it down her throat in half inch increments. After more and more of John’s dick disappeared in the sexy co-eds mouth without so much as a cough, John realized Quanique was indeed a rare find. She was a woman without a gag reflex.

  “Oh fucking hell yeah! Swallow that damn cock!” He hissed as he yanked her closer by her hair.

  Quanique liked an aggressive man so she didn’t mind the unnecessary roughness. She knew John’s sex drive was revved up with alcohol and desire. A devious grin spread over her face as she released his dick from her mouth with a loud pop. “You like that shit don’t you?” She taunted as she quickly sucked it back down her throat as far as it would go.

  “Shit! Oh hell yeah!” John hissed.

  “No! He loves it!” Hope corrected her as she joined her husband at his side and engaged him in a passion driven, five alarm, whorehouse kiss. Releasing Quanique’s head, he grabbed his wife by the face. “I fucking love you so damn much woman!” He confessed as Quanique continued to literally suck the damn skin off his throbbing, big dick.

  “Oh yeah?” Hope teased. “Show me.” She said as she pushed him back on the large, oversized king size bed and climbed on his face. His mouth eagerly sought her clit as Quanique continued her efforts to drive him insane with passion. Climbing on the bed with them, she straddled his legs and started nibbling on his balls as she slow stroked him.

  “Are you going to play with his dick all night or are you going to fuck my husband?” The now drunk Hope challenged as she looked on.

  John’s face was buried deep beneath Hope’s brown thighs so he couldn’t see the smirk that quickly spread across Quanique’s face. “Just getting it nice and wet.”

  “You first!” John interjected. “Quanique I want you to lick my wife’s pussy until she passes out, while I fuck you from behind and watch.”

  “John, you have no idea how much I would love to. Come here Hope. Let me taste that sweet little pussy of yours.”

  “Oh God this feels so damn good!’ Hope exclaimed, trying to sidetrack them. “Baby, chew on my clit! I’m so close to coming! Don’t stop, now! Don’t stop!”

  John knew what Hope was trying to do and he’d be damned if he’d let her. He knew she didn’t want no part of Quanique’s body to touch her. Pushing Quanique to the side he grabbed Hope by the waist and flipped her onto the bed on her back. His mouth continued to suck her clit as his fingers dipped in and out of her wet pussy. Quanique stroked John’s dick and licked his balls as she watched him eat Hope’s pussy like it was a hot cherry pie. Hope’s eyes rolled back and her head started to swirl around and around from passion as lust consumed her. She watched as Quanique sucked her husband’s balls. Moments later her release pressed hard against her causing her pussy to violently thump with desire.

  “You ready for this?” John asked Quanique as his free hand slipped between her thighs and vigorously rubbed her swollen clit.

  “Yes! You know I am.” Quanique groaned as she firmly stroked his throbbing manhood.

  “Good! Now, eat my wife’s pussy and make her come. I want
to see her cream in your mouth.” John snarled as he pushed her face into Hope’s pussy and pulled her ass towards him in one fluid motion.

  Before John’s words registered in Hope’s brain, Quanique had sucked her clit deep in her mouth. “Oh my damn!” Hope screamed out as she tried to back pedal away from Quanique’s greedy mouth. But Quanique held her firmly in place preventing her from escaping from her grasp. She finally had Hope right where she wanted her and she was not about to let her get away.

  John’s dick jerked and pulsated violently as he watched Quanique suck and lick his wife’s wet pussy. Hope kicked and bucked and thrashed to get away to no avail. Satisfied Hope was getting a proper lick, suck and finger fuck, John thrust his ten inch, thick and meaty dick, balls to ass deep into Quanique’s tight pussy in one fluid stroke and then went to work.

  “F-U-C-K!” She yelled. “Fuck that feels so damn good!” She grunted before returning to Hope’s pussy. “Fuck that pussy! Oh yes, that’s it! Give me every inch of that big, thick dick!” She screamed as she briefly surfaced for air.

  Hope could hear her husband’s balls as they slapped repeatedly against Quanique’s ass. She smiled as she realized her mission had been accomplished. But her victory was short lived. Quanique immediately begin to suck and lick her pussy like a hungry cat lapping sweet cream from a saucer. Now, Hope was as straight as a stripper pole. The last thing she ever thought she’d do is have sex with a woman, but there she was… Less than a shaved cunt hair from squirting in a girl’s mouth. She fought it as hard as she could. She didn’t want to give in to the immense pleasure Quanique’s mouth was giving her but she couldn’t help it. Her body quickly turned on her and she found herself coming faster than a raging bull.

  “Ah F-U-C-K! No! No! I’m coming! I’m coming!” She screamed as her erotic core unexpectedly exploded and her body blew apart in a billion pieces all over Quanique’s face.

  “That’s it! That’s it baby! Come all over her pretty mouth! Squirt your cream all over her!” John grunted and snorted as he continued to slam his dick into Quanique like an out of control jackhammer.

  “Is it good baby? Is that pussy good to you?” Yeah! I can tell it is! Fuck that pussy baby! Fuck that damn tight, young pussy!” Hope heard herself scream.

  “Fucking Hell Yeah! Ah fuck! This shit feels so fucking incredible! Thank you baby! Thank you!” He screamed.

  Now at this point, Quanique was on her job and she was working overtime! She had both of the Sabins fucking her and coming simultaneously. “That’s it John! Fuck my tight pussy! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it! Damn this dick is huge!” She screamed as she vigorously rubbed Hope’s clit. “You like this shit don’t you Hope? Admit it! You know you like it! Say it! Say I like it! I want to hear you say you like it!”

  “Ah fuck! I can’t take it! Stop Quanique! Stop!” Hope begged.

  “Quanique, don’t you fucking dare stop! Eat that fucking pussy until she creams again and again!” John ordered as he quickly lost his battle with his category seven orgasm.

  “Fuck me, John! Fuck me hard! Rub my pussy! I want to come with you!” Quanique screamed the moment she realized that both John and Hope were climaxing.

  John quickly ran the heel of his strong right hand back and forth rapidly over Quanique’s swollen clit as he milked her heavy round breasts with the other. Fucking her harder and deeper he waged war against her needy pussy as he continued to screw her from behind, while Hope watched. “Come for me! Come all over my damn juicy, big cock! You can do it, Quanique! Come with us!” He snorted in her ear as his dick hammered her G-spot.

  Quanique was less than a hillbilly clit lick away from a nuclear meltdown when she felt John shoot his hot sticky load into her pussy, filling it completely. “Ah fucking hell yeah! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She screamed loudly as she realized she had just completed her mission and possibly earned two hundred and fifty thousand dollars in less than ten damn minutes. Suddenly, her brain became cloudy and her vision blurred as her release stormed in and slapped her in her face with a frozen bag of quarters, repeatedly. “That’s it! That’s it! Fuck me, John! Fuck me! Oh shit! I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming hard.”

  Sucking Hope’s entire pussy in her mouth and finger fucking her viciously, Quanique made damn sure Hope joined her and John in their climb to ecstasy. A split second later the three of them burst into flames and simultaneously combusted together. Screaming, grinding, licking, pumping and fucking uncontrollably the trio succumbed to their burning passion.

  Throughout the evening and the remainder of the night the three lovers made love without shame or inhibition. The following morning they returned to St. Croix and went their separate ways. Quanique took an evening flight back to Charlotte and John and Hope continued their romantic vacation in St. Croix for another five days. They returned home happier and more in love than ever. John had his wife back, free of infertility, adoption and surrogate worries. Well at least two out of three wasn’t so bad.

  CHAPTER 10

  Life for Hope and John quickly returned to normal. Three months had passed since they returned from St. Croix. Quanique was officially three months pregnant and Hope was officially the happiest woman on the planet. Phase one of their plan was a complete success. Now it was time to execute phase two.

  Hope and Quanique had agreed to meet at Quanique’s OB/GYN Center to discuss their next move. Quanique was having a sonogram and Hope would get an opportunity to be there when the sex of the baby was revealed. Now, naturally, Hope felt a little bad about keeping this experience from John. Unfortunately, it was too early in the pregnancy to involve him.

  Hope thought it was best to have Quanique reveal the pregnancy after the baby was born. She figured this would support the premise Quanique thought she could handle motherhood on her own, but was too overwhelmed to keep the baby. Quanique would then show up to the Sabin’s front door with the baby and beg them to adopt it and relinquish all maternal rights and visitation privileges.

  The plan was perfect. But like all well thought out, perfect plans, the odds of failure increases exponentially when some idiot decides to deviate from the original plan.

  “So, how have you been? You look good. You can’t even tell that you’re pregnant. Have you been exercising and eating right?” Hope asked as the Sonogram Technician tried to determine the sex of Quanique’s baby.

  Quanique, who was completely captivated by the images of the life that was growing inside her womb, either didn’t hear her or chose to completely ignore her. Hope instantly picked up on the vibe something was amidst. So, she decided to dispense with the small talk and speak with Quanique over lunch.

  “So right here if you look real close you can see a little Yankee Doddle Dandy, so looks like you’re going to have a boy.” Barbara the technician pointed out.

  “It’s a boy! Oh my God it’s a boy!” Hope exclaimed.

  “I’m going to have a son?” Quanique asked amazed. “Are you sure?”

  “You sure are! Have you picked out any boy names yet?”

  “Yeah! John! His name will be John.” Hope blurted out without really even thinking.

  For the first time since they entered the room Quanique made eye contact with Hope. Examining her with the precision of an electron microscope, she eyed her before addressing the tech. “No, actually, I don’t have a clue what I’m going to call him. I just assumed it was a girl. I’ll have to ask his dad what he wants to do.”

  “Yeah! That’s probably a good idea. Men tend to get a little territorial when it comes to naming their son. Well, give me a minute and I’ll print you a picture of his son you can give to him.” Barbara smiled as she finished up the scan.

  “Excuse me… Is there a public restroom on this floor? That last cup of coffee I drank has me running.” Hope interrupted.

  “Oh sure… Just go right through that door and then down the hall on the left.”

  “Thanks Barbara. Quanique I’ll wait for you in the waiting room.” Hope said as she gathered her
coat and purse and headed for the door.

  “Alright. I’ll be out in a few.” Quanique callously waved her off as she continued to stare at the sonogram screen. “So that fluttering right there… That’s the heart right?”

  Hope could not stand to be in that room a second longer. She bolted out the door like someone had unleashed a pack of bees in her anus. Running for the bathroom, sobbing all the way, she got as far away from Quanique as she could. Closing and locking the bathroom door behind her, she covered her mouth and screamed as loud as she could. Suddenly becoming physically ill from the thought of her husband’s son in Quanique’s womb, she vomited violently into the toilet.

  The reality of the situation hit her and slapped her as hard and as cold as the abdominal snowman’s dick. Quanique was seriously entertaining the thought of keeping their baby. A thousand things ran through Hope’s mind faster than the speed of light. She had no clue what to do. Sure, they had a contract but legally Quanique could fight it and win because she was the biological mother of the baby. Hope wasn’t sure what to do, but what she wanted to do was to go back in that sonogram room and stick her size eight and a half, five hundred dollar, six inch stiletto up Quanique’s two dollar whoring ass!

  Quickly finding the dignity and strength to somehow pull herself together, Hope washed her face, reapplied her makeup and went to the waiting room to meet Quanique. Fifteen minutes had elapsed and Quanique was all but patiently waiting for her.

  “What took you so long? You must seriously have the bubble guts. You don’t look too good.”

  Now, at this point Hope was less than a hot New York second from putting her fist in Quanique’s grill and she knew it. Fear of imprisonment for beating a pregnant bitch's ass was the only damn thing that stopped her from knocking Quanique the fuck out right in the doctor’s office! So, she chilled.

  “I have to go, so our lunch date is off. You and I need to talk, but not right now. I’ll have my assistant call and reschedule for early next week. That should give you sufficient time to strongly consider what you are doing.”