“Sure,” Martin says, shrugging. “But there’s never been anything conventional about me. I just want to live life the way I want to live it. With you. And these two gentle giants, of course.”
He hooks a thumb at Gerald and me.
“I just want to make you happy,” I tell Melissa, and mean it. “I think the three of us can give you all the love you deserve… times three.”
“Love, huh?” she says with a grin.
“Love. I love you, Melissa,” I tell her. “I never knew I could fall in love with someone so quickly, or make such on the spot decisions, but I think everything happens for a reason, and I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Kevin says, and Martin says, “Me too. I love you. So much.”
“I guess, hooray for love, then!” Melissa says. “And for Olympic medals. Now, how about that hot tub?”
Chapter 11 – Melissa
It’s been a full day of fun and celebration. My three men did end up winning all three places in the slopestyle competition. We soaked in the hot tub and then met Sheila and her new companions for dinner before the ceremony.
Now, Sheila and I are watching all three of my guys standing on the podium, wearing their shiny new medals. They all wink at me at once.
“Aren’t I just the luckiest girl in the whole world?” I ask her.
“You sure are,” she says. “Just remember who invited you here.”
“I’m so glad you did,” I tell her, truthfully. “Thank you.”
The closing song is played and only then can I meet up with my men again. We decide to go back to the hotel for a private session, this time.
I was amazed at how great it felt to have sex in public. I never expected to do anything so wild and daring. But now, laying back on a big king sized bed with my three men in private, I’m feeling a new kind of bravery wash over me. One that requires me to be open and vulnerable, and actually love another human being. Three human beings all at once, to be exact.
At this moment, one of my beloved human beings— Martin, is fingering my pussy while the other two— Gerald and Kevin—are sucking on my nipples. Then Martin begins playing with my clit, making me cum while the other two each expertly work one of my breasts with their own mouths.
I arch my back, coming in Martin’s mouth as Gerald and Kevin start to beat their big cock against my breasts.
“Oh my God!” I call out, as they titty fuck me into oblivion. “Martin. Gerald. Kevin. This feels amazing.”
We’re all gasping for breath, trying to gather our wits back about us, and then we fall back onto the bed together. Their hands are all over my hair, their lips are all over my body. They want me, over and over, and it feels so good I can’t stand it.
My three guys are resting now, but as soon as Martin puts his hand on my ass cheek, I snap back into action, rubbing my pussy up against his hand.
“I need your cocks again!” I tell him.
“What does the lady want?” Martin asks.
“Two cocks at the same time again,” I beg. “Or maybe three. In my mouth this time. Please. And then in my pussy. Maybe even my ass.”
He slaps my breast and leaves a red mark.
“Say please,” he says.
“Please. Please!”
“Let me put my cock down her throat first,” Gerald says. “You guys got to go first last time.”
“You sure you’re ready to go again already?” Martin asks him.
“Of course,” he says. “We’re Olympic athletes, aren’t we? Known for our stamina?”
“Among other things,” Martin says with a wink.
I’m kneeling on the bed on my hands and knees, and Gerald puts his cock in my throat. It fills it all the way up, just like it did my pussy. But after I move my mouth up and down its shaft for a while, cupping and playing with his big balls, I suck on the head and he moans as if it’s the best feeling ever.
Then I move over to Kevin’s cock and do the same thing. And then I do it to Gerald, too. I got back and forth, taking each one of their big cocks in my mouth and eating them.
It’s exactly what I was craving. I feel such a mixture of relief, satisfaction, and pure pleasure.
“Is this what you wanted?” Gerald asks me. “To be our little slut, with our cocks jammed down your throat?”
“Yes,” I moan.
“You’re our shared little whore and we can do whatever we want to you, whenever we want,” he says. “But you can do whatever you want to us, too, whenever you want, right? You begged us to fill up your mouth, and you want us to fill up your pussy again, too, don’t you?”
Suddenly all three guys are shoving their cocks in my mouth, so I’m completely filled up by their cocks. I nod my head and hum “yes” as they fuck my throat.
“Don’t worry,” Gerald says. “I’m not going to cum in your throat. I want to fill up other parts of you, too. And I do mean every part. Do you want that?”
“Yes,” I admit, again feeling a mixture of humiliation and satisfaction as they’re crammed into my mouth and hinting that they want to cram my pussy and my ass.
It feels different now, that it’s just the four of us—but I still feel a bit humiliated in a good way at the thought of them enjoying my body together. At the thought of them doing anything they want to me because I’m their shared whore. I want them to do whatever they want with me, whenever they want, just like they’re suggesting.
“Good, because we’re going to fill up your ass and your pussy, because you’re our little slut, and our girlfriend, forever.”
Girlfriend. I like the sound of that. Almost as much as I like the sound of forever. A girl can get used to that. Just like she can get used to being pleasured and admired and loved by three men at once. I thought I was selling them my body, but they ended up stealing my heart.
Chapter 12 – Gerald
I look down at my lovely princess, with her mouth open wide and my cock shoved down it, along with Martin’s and Kevin’s, and I feel like the luckiest man alive. I’ve always been someone who likes to help others and now I’m glad that my friends and I can all three help ourselves to Melissa’s amazing body.
She goes back to sucking and licking our shafts, one by one, and letting us take turns fucking her mouth over and over, until we’re all panting. I’m dangerously close to coming, so I get up onto my knees.
“Come on, guys,” I say. “It’s time to explore those other holes we were just talking about.”
I put Melissa into position: on her hands and knees on the bed. Her ass and pussy are exposed to us—straight up for the taking. I spread her ass wide and spank it, while Martin sticks his fingers in her pussy.
“Hey, hold on,” I tell him. “I know you’re impatient, Mr. Gold Medal winner. But we are going to take this nice and easy, because she’s going to get a dick in her ass. And it’s going to be mine.”
“Hell yeah, baby,” Melissa says, and I give her ass a good spank, letting her know that I’m glad she’s mine.
Kevin positions himself in front of Melissa and she takes his cock back into her mouth like it had been before. Then Martin slides his cock into her wet, gaping pussy hole. I watch every move, loving how her pussy opens up and then closes around his big cock.
“Okay, are you ready for me?” I ask her.
She nods and says, “Ready as I’ll ever be,” although her answer is muffled since Kevin’s cock is in her mouth.
I slide my cock into her ass hole, trying to be very careful. Still, she flinches and whimpers.
“Ouch. Owww. Oh, my God.”
“Are you okay, Baby?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she says, as I slide the rest of the way in. “I like it now that it’s in.”
“I knew you would.”
I slowly push in and out of her, while Martin fucks her pussy like crazy.
“This feels so wet and tight and good,” he tells her.
“Do you like when my cock is in your ass while Martin’s is in your pussy and Kevin’s i
s in your mouth?” I ask her.
She nods, and Kevin takes his cock out of her mouth long enough for her to say, “Yes. I love how all three of you fill me up, and stuff my ass hole, my pussy hole and my mouth. I love that I’m your little slut and your girlfriend. I’m yours for the taking at all times.”
I pull her hips further back against me, and she lets go and starts riding my cock with her ass hole, and also pushing up and back on Martin’s cock in her pussy. The friction feels amazing, and we grunt and groan while we fill her every hole and fuck her fast and hard.
“I’m gonna cum,” she groans, her mouth full of Kevin’s cock. “I’m gonna cum with your cocks in my pussy, and my ass, and my mouth.”
“Good, darling,” I say, starting to feel a twinge at the base of my ball sac myself. “I’m going to cum too. I’ll flood your ass with my cum.”
“And I’m going to cum in your pussy,” Martin adds. Kevin starts grunting, and moans as he dumps his semen into Melissa’s willing mouth.
She swallows and laps up every last lick. Her eagerness excites me and I start shooting my load into her ass. Meanwhile, Martin’s emptying his cock into her pussy.
“We’re both filling you up with our cum,” he says. “All over you. All inside you.”
Now Kevin’s rubbing his cock all over her tits, and Martin and I pull our cocks out of her and start rubbing our cum all over her ass and back. We’re all three claiming and marking her as our own. We never plan to let her go now that we have her. Not now, not ever.
We are all spent and exhausted now, and we collapse onto the bed, encircling all our limbs all around each other. We’re panting, and sighing.
“That was amazing,” Melissa says. “I really loved how I was completely filled up by all you guys.”
“Good,” Martin says. “Because we really do want to do it forever.”
“Oh yeah, we never got that morning after pill,” Melissa remarks. “Is it even available here in South Korea?”
“Hell if I know,” Kevin says, and starts laughing.
“Me neither,” we all laugh.
“It doesn’t matter, though,” Kevin says, giving her a passionate kiss. He’s the only one who can right now, since his cock was just in her mouth.
“Yeah, because we really do want to put a baby in you,” Martin adds. “Don’t we guys?”
Kevin says “sure” and I surprise myself by saying the same thing, and meaning it.
I had no idea I wanted to be a father. But then again, I had no idea I wanted to share one girl with my two best friends, either. I guess life throws us some curve balls sometimes. Or, some curvy slopes we have to maneuver.
“I don’t know,” Melissa says. “I’m still young, and want to be a reporter. Don’t get me wrong,” she adds quickly. “I meant what I said when I said I love you all and want to be with you. I just don’t know if I’m ready for kids yet.”
“That’s okay,” Martin says. “Whenever you’re ready, don’t you worry at all. You’ll have three fathers happily ready to take on fatherhood with you. I think you’ll be ready sooner than you think. We do seem to have a way of getting you to do what we want.”
“Oh yeah, with three million dollars.” She pauses, then adds, “Hey, are you only saying I can be your girlfriend and baby momma so I’ll have to share the money with you?”
“Very funny,” I tell her, kissing her on the cheek. “But no. You’re welcome to keep the money. And there’s plenty more where that came from.”
“Well, that’s good,” she says. “Because I’ve been wanting to take an economic journalism course that cost more than my required coursework, but is taught by some of the best names in the industry. Not at Northwestern. Off campus.”
“There you go,” I tell her. “You can take that course and anything else your heart desires. And don’t worry about being able to go back to work after you have that baby of ours—I volunteer to be on dad duty any time.”
“And so do I,” both of my buddies quickly add.
“Let’s just take things one day at a time,” she says. “You’ll have to marry me before you can expect me to have any of your babies.”
“That’s a good idea,” Martin says.
“I agree,” says Kevin.
“How could we even make that happen?” Melissa asks. “It’s illegal.”
“We’ve found a way to do lots of things already,” I tell her. “After all, we took your regular virginity, your anal virginity, and won three Olympic medals, all in one day.”
“And fell in love,” she says, winking. “You fell in love with me. Don’t forget that.”
“I never could,” I tell her, as we all lay back into one relaxed, content mix on the bed. Exactly the way things were meant to be.
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It's my first time. And he'll pay a million dollars to own it.
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We hit it off right away- a match that only money could arrange.
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Two Billionaires for Christmas: An MFM Menage Romance
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Chapter 1 – Mandy
What the hell was that noise?
Not the birds. But the banging that sounded like it was coming from the garage?
I think it was about 7:30 a.m. when I awoke to the sweet sound of the birds outside, and the awful clanging noise of whatever was going on inside our house. Technically it was my boyfriend Jared’s house—or, more technically, it was his rich grandma Sue Ellen’s house she let him live in rent-free—but I had been living with him for over a year.
There was a lovely pair of song birds that had nested near our bedroom window at the beginning of spring. They didn’t seem to just mindlessly chirp. There was a real song in their voices. It was a song that normally made me
happy. But today, there was a knot in the pit of my stomach, just as there had been for the past few weeks, preventing any kind of happiness, even though it was my first day of my new job, and it was supposed to be a good day, a brand new start for me.
Looking over to the wall, I followed the design of birds I had painstakingly painted as part of the room’s decoration—my own attempt to make the house feel more like “mine” instead of just “Jared’s.” Had the song birds inspired my painting, or had the design summoned the birds? I couldn’t remember. There had been a time when decorating the house and making it my own had been a joy for me, but that time had long past. These days, I was beginning to ask myself how much longer I could live in its suffocating entrapment.
Taking a breath of the morning air that was billowing in the open window, and trying to shield my ears from the clanging, banging sound, I rolled over and reached out for Jared, but he was gone. Again.
Now the whole vibe of the morning turned even more to worry. Jared has been so out of it recently and always gone. He never told me what it was all about it. He always said it was work related, but I knew it wasn’t. I knew it was something bad. Maybe I didn’t want to see it. But that didn’t stop me from feeling it in my gut.
On this particular morning, I couldn’t just go running to him again, or waste time trying to figure out what was up with him. I had to get ready for my first day on the job. It had taken me weeks to get this position at Dunthrup Industries. With so many of my other friends struggling and out of work, it seemed like a miracle that I could land something so potentially lucrative. A decent salary, benefits after 90 days, vacation and potential bonuses— If only Jared were more supportive.
It was clear to me now that Jared had something to do with the banging sound. He was probably working on his old, beat up car in the garage, even at this ungodly early hour. Or maybe that was just what I told myself so I didn’t have to face an uglier truth.
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