Bailey turned, knowing full well what was wrong. Their relationship was about to change forever. She looked him in the eyes and without saying a word, let him know that this was something that she wanted.
Jacob nodded and slowly pushed into her wet pussy. Bailey gasped and arched her back. The feeling of his hands digging into her ass sent shivers down her spine. Jacob rocked his hips into hers; slow at first, but quickly picking up the pace. Her buttocks shook with each thrust. He was bigger than any man she had been with. Jacob’s cock filled her so nicely that she could have sworn he was a perfect fit.
Bailey grabbed the edge of the desk and began to shake it ferociously as Jacob began to pick up the pace. Her moans filled the room. She pushed back into his thrust and tightened her grip on his cock as she took his full length.
“Fuck me!” she cried. “Yes! Fuck me, Jacob!” Her cries of passion lit a fire in Jacob that made him pound her pussy harder. Bailey stood herself up on her arms. She lifted her top over her lacy bra and proceeded to pull them down beneath her breasts. They shook back and forth as she proceeded to be fucked by one of her dearest childhood friends.
Jacob smacked her ass hard. “Bailey!” he gasped. “I’m gonna….I’m gonna come!” Bailey turned her head back, her hair falling over the side of her face.
“Do it,” she whispered. “I want it.” Jacob looked down at her before pulling his throbbing cock out of her pussy. Bailey whimpered slightly as her pussy once again felt empty. Jacob’s cock pressed against her ass cheeks. She felt his knuckles brush against her as he pumped his cock wildly. He moaned softly as he emptied his balls onto her round ass. Bailey gasped as she felt the warm sticky fluid rest on her skin. It was thick and a bit of it slid down between her ass cheeks. Jacob breathed heavily as he looked down at his work. Bailey slowly stood up and pulled her skirt and thong back down, leaving his handy work resting on her.
She turned around and looked at Jacob; smiling. “That was…” she started to say, but couldn’t finish. Jacob just smiled back with a knowing smile. He felt a strange satisfaction, deeper than the pleasure he normally got from sex. He grasped Bailey’s face again and kissed her deeply.
He broke the kiss and let his lips linger against hers. “Should we get another drink?” he asked.
*****
The knowledge that Bailey and Jacob spent so much time at together was enough to drive Andrew insane. It was clear that she wasn’t the same shy girl from his youth, but to fall for his loser brother? There was no way Andrew could accept that.
Andrew was sitting at the table eating his breakfast when Jacob came strolling in. Upon seeing his brother’s face, Jacob’s lips curled into a huge grin.
“Morning,” he said. “Sleep well?” Andrew scoffed as he took a bite of his eggs. Jacob did not reply; only the sound of his whistling broke any silence as he turned the burner on and prepared to make himself bacon and eggs.
“You should have come last night,” said Jacob. “Bailey had a great time, I think.”
It took every ounce of Andrew’s restraint to not pounce on Jacob. He knew Jacob was trying to get a rise out of him.
“Just for today,” said Andrew. “Can we not argue? It’s Dad’s birthday for crying out loud.”
Jacob laughed and shook his head. “Whatever you want, Andy,” he sneered. “It would be a little inappropriate to kiss and tell, anyway.”
White hot fury went through Andrew’s veins. His mind raced as he contemplated what acts the two could have committed together. Andrew threw his fork and knife down before exiting the kitchen. He was too angry even to look at his brother.
Andrew made his way to the gazebo next to the beach; the very one the three of them sat at after graduation. When he was younger, he would sit in the gazebo and listen to the waves. Back then, Jacob would always join and sit in the silence with him. Now, it was to become a sanctuary from the taunting of his twin brother.
“You must be upset,” said Bailey. Andrew’s head whipped around to see Bailey. She was wearing a beautiful yellow sundress with white cardigan, and carrying a small gift bag. “I came with my mom to help set up for the party, but I saw you storming out this way. Everything okay?”
Andrew chuckled and turned toward the water, unsure of what to say exactly.
“Did you have a good time last night?” he asked. Bailey watched him carefully; making sure it was not a trap.
“Yeah, I did,” she said. “I wish you could have come with us.” Andrew turned around.
“Yeah?” he asked. Bailey smiled.
“Of course,” she said. “It’s always been the three of us.”
Andrew scoffed. “Not always,” he said. “Besides, you better not let Jacob hear that. He might get jealous.” Bailey approached him slowly and stood next to him facing the waves. Andrew could not dare look at her.
“You know, I’ve always had a crush on you,” he said. “Never did anything about it though because I figured it would be crossing some sort of line.”
“I…I didn’t know that,” she said.
Andrew nodded. “It was stupid,” he said. “Seeing you again, I guess it stirred up old feelings.”
Bailey nodded. “I could kind of guess that,” she said. “You and your brother were very…agitated yesterday.”
Andrew laughed. “That’s one way to put it,” he said.
“Honestly,” she said. “I enjoyed the attention. Having you two fight over me was something that I never thought would happen.”
Andrew shrugged, “Me neither,” he said. “I half expected you to tell us to stop.”
Bailey shook her head. “Hell no!” she exclaimed with a laugh. They stood in silence again as the waves crashed and the seagulls called out above them.
“I liked you too,” she said. “When I was younger.” Andrew turned and looked at Bailey. Her face was beet red. She looked even cuter when she blushed, he thought.
“Why did you never say anything?” he asked.
“The same reason as you. We were friends,” she said. “I didn’t want to ruin that.”
“Then what about last night?” he asked. “With Jacob?”
Bailey turned her head away. “It’s hard to explain,” she said. “I know it sounds weird, but I…”
Suddenly, a knock was heard on the outside of the gazebo. The two turned around to see Jacob staring at them.
“Hope I’m not interrupting,” he said.
“Actually, you are,” said Andrew. Jacob shrugged as he entered the gazebo.
“What are you two talking about?” he asked. “It looked really serious.” Bailey looked at Jacob with pleading eyes.
“Jacob…” she said. But she was stopped when he took her in his arms for a hug.
“What’s wrong Bails?” he asked. Bailey’s eyes fluttered a little, but she looked him in the eye.
“You know what,” she said. “This isn’t fair to Andrew.”
Jacob nodded. “You’re right,” he said. “It’s not fair. Why don’t you get out of here Andy, so that we can have part two of what happened last night.”
Furious, Andrew started from the gazebo. Bailey pushed Jacob off of her and grabbed his hand before he could leave the landing.
“Andrew wait!” she cried.
“Is it true?” he exclaimed. “Did you fuck him?”
Bailey sighed. “Andrew, please!” she cried. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you! I care about you! I care about both of you!”
“Let him go, Bailey,” said Jacob. “My brother is incapable of caring about anyone, but himself!”
Like lighting, Andrew pushed past Bailey and punched Jacob in his mouth, sending him falling to the ground.
“Andrew!” exclaimed Bailey. Andrew loomed over his brother, ready to give him another blow to the mouth.
“You’ve got some nerve to say that about me!” he said. “Especially since you’re the one who couldn’t give a shit if our dad lives or dies tomorrow!”
Jacob started to get up to attack his brot
her, but Bailey quickly moved between them.
“Stop it!” she said. “Both of you! This isn’t right!”
“He had no right to say that!” said Jacob.
“Then you know how he feels,” she said. Jacob turned his head away in shame. Bailey’s head moved from one to the other.
“Your dad is dying,” she said. “Did you ever stop to wonder why he doesn’t want the chemo anymore?” The boys stood in silence, waiting for the answer. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe he wants to spend these last few months with his family, happy?” Andrew let his head drop knowing that she was right. Bailey said, “I don’t care if you fight over me, but I’m not going to let you fight over your dad when he loves you both so much. I know you two are hurting and dealing with things in your own way, but… being apart is not the way to handle it.”
Andrew looked at Bailey and then at his brother Jacob. When they were young, they were the best of friends and now here they were ready to fight each other on their dying father’s birthday.
“She’s right, Jake,” Andrew admitted. “I was too busy thinking about my own pain to realize what was going on with you.” Jacob looked at his brother, sadness filling his eyes.
“Sorry,” he said. “I’ve been an ass. I’m sorry.”
Bailey smiled.
“Now it’s a real reunion,” she said.
The brothers smiled at each other and then turned to Bailey.
“Thanks Bails,” said Andrew. Jacob nodded.
“Almost makes me hate that we were about to let another thing come between us,” he said.
Bailey blushed again.
“It shouldn’t have,” she said. “We’ve always been together… that shouldn’t change.” Jacob raised an eyebrow, unsure of what his dearest friend meant. Suddenly, Bailey approached Andrew and pulled his head towards hers. The two embraced in a deep passionate kiss. Jacob looked on his brother held the woman he had fucked the previous night. After a few moments, the two broke apart and Bailey made her way to Jacob.
“I love both of you,” she said. “I always have. There is no reason that has to change.” With that, she moved in and kissed her second lover with just as much passion as her first.
***
The three went to Andrew’s suite and put a privacy sign on the door. As soon as they entered, the two brothers took turns kissing Bailey. They both took her clothes off until she remained in her purple lace bra and matching panties. Bailey had fished their cocks out of their pants and promptly began sucking them greedily. Jacob and Andrew stood in awe as Bailey slowly alternated between their cocks.
Though awkward, occasionally the boys caught each other’s eyes; both of them lost in the lustful feelings being created by their mutual best friend. Bailey felt so turned on pleasing both of the boys. She would never have called herself adventurous when it came to sex, but found she could not help herself when she was around these two. This was where she and her two friends belonged: with each other.
Jacob stroked his cock as Bailey scarfed his brother’s cock down her throat. She gagged and moaned as she felt it slide against her throat. Andrew eyes were closed, but would sometimes flutter open in order to stare deeply into Bailey’s eyes.
“Oh….Bailey…. that feels great,” he said. Bailey took his cock out and began sucking on his full balls before stroking Jacob’s cock. Both brothers groaned in pleasure as she alternated between the two cocks; sucking one and lathering it up with her saliva before putting the other in her mouth.
Jacob pulled Bailey off of his cock as he slowly eased her down onto the bed. Bailey looked at him; her eyes full of lust. Jacob never broke eye contact with her as he spread her legs and slowly pushed into her again. Bailey gasped and closed her eyes as she took his full length. As Jacob rocked in and out of her, Andrew stood by her head looking at the spectacle while he stroked his hard cock. Before he could even register what was happening, Andrew’s cock was engulfed by Bailey’s mouth. Her body moved to rhythm of Jacob’s thrust which pushed Andrew’s cock deeper into her throat.
Andrew was impressed by how well she seemed to take his cock down her throat. Bailey moaned wantonly. Her pussy gushed with juices. Jacob pulled out of Bailey and moved his cock toward her head, wanting to feel her wet mouth again. Andrew looked at his brother and smiled knowingly at him. Bailey looked up at the boys as they helped her up onto her hands and knees. Bailey had a wry smile across her face as she took Jacob’s cock into her mouth and Andrew mounted her from behind. She pushed her round ass onto his cock, begging for him to fuck her. It took nothing for Andrew’s stiff cock to slip inside Bailey’s pussy. She moaned on Jacob’s cock as her breasts bounced and heaved with each powerful thrust.
Andrew was a surprisingly powerful fucker. His thrusts rocked her whole body that even Jacob seemed to be impressed with how strong his strokes were. The room was filled with the sounds and smells of sex as each person approached climax. Bailey’s back became covered in scratches as both men dragged their nails across her skin.
Andrew looked at his brother, who was short of breath as well, and silently they both agreed on what was to happen. Without warning, Andrew and Jacob pulled out of their respective holes and laid Bailey down on her back. Bailey looked up as the two men stroked their cocks above while she played with her breasts and pussy.
“Come on me,” she said. “Make me yours forever.” The Nelson twins closed their eyes as they simultaneously emptied their loads onto Bailey’s face and chest. Bailey groaned in pleasure as she made herself climax as well, feeling the sticky fluid of her friends cover her body. Bailey looked up at the twins who stared down at her with loving eyes. The three now realized that this moment in their lives was not just a reunion, but a new chapter in all of their lives and that no matter how far away they would drift apart, they would always be together forever.
THE END
Bonus Story 15 of 40
The Queen and the Drakes
She dreamed she was flying. Stacie Simmons, the girl who had been teased at school because she hadn’t worn a bra until she was fourteen, was flying. The girl who had spent most of her lunchtimes huddled in the library, away from the cold and the coldness of children. The girl who only had two lovers her entire life. The twenty-five-year-old working a dead-end job in a call center that just about paid the bills for her one-bedroom apartment. Yes, Stacie Simmons was soaring over America, looking down at her countrymen and smiling. They were not beneath her, but she was definitely above them in some hitherto indefinable way. Now it was real. Now she was really flying.
She woke with a small smile on her lips, and then remembered she had work today and the winter clouds were pouring down some unholy combination of hailstone and rain. She rose from her bed with a grunt. The dream had been so full of sunlight; streams of it curling around her. Her real-life window was white with frost and had a sloshy film of ice-hail-rain at the bottom. She turned the heating to maximum and sat on her bed with a blanket wrapped around her, waiting for the apartment to heat. When it did, she rose and got ready for work.
She showered, dressed, did her makeup, and then left for work. But I was flying. She felt stupid thinking such crazy thoughts. I was soaring through the air. I was soaring like an eagle. Nobody could touch me. She smiled as she exited her building.
“I saw it,” Michael was saying, and his fat, red face was full of excitement. His sausage-fingered hands were gripping the edges of his desk, and he was leaning forward in his chair, making his jowls sag. “I saw it last night. It flew right over the city, and the rain made its wings shine, goddam it. Shine! I swear to you, man, I saw it!”
“Wow!” Stacie said, in that faux-chirpy voice she used at work, especially on the phone. Hello, you’re through to blah-blah-blah this is Stacie blah-blah speaking blah how can I blah-blah. “It must’ve been a pretty big bat.”
Michael looked at her like she was a mischievous child. The man was almost fifty and attracted to her. Stacie knew this because she had caught
him looking through her Facebook pictures two months ago. He had asked her out twice. On the second refusal, he had become aggressive. ‘No-one else wants you.’ He had growled, leaning forward with his predominating girth. But somehow a simple apology had made faux-chirpy Stacie forget all about that.
“Don’t you see?” he asked. “It wasn’t a bat. It was a dragon.”
Stacie laughed. She couldn’t help it. This was the worst, and strangest tactic Michael had tried. He beamed at her when she laughed, and then he tried to make it into a ‘moment’ by leaning on his desk. “I love it when you la—”
Stacie’s phone began to ring. Sickened and glad, she picked it up. Michael kept looking at her with hungry, ugly eyes. “Hello, this is blah-blah-blah—”
A dragon! A dragon, just like my dreams. Maybe I was the dragon he saw. Maybe I was really flying. Maybe I’m a dragon! Not a boring call-center worker, but a dragon, the stuff of legends. Yes, it is me, the secret dragon!
Yeah, right. You’re also the second coming of Christ, a wizard and a superhero all rolled into one. Get a grip, Stacie!
She got home around five, which was normal for her because she lived around the corner from the office. Michael had offered to walk her home but she had declined. ‘Leave me alone, you old, fat pervert!’ she had spat. ‘I don’t want anything to do with you. Why can’t you see that? It’s disgusting. You’re twice my age.’ You wish. Her thoughts were mean but he was disgusting. No, she hadn’t said that because that wasn’t nice, and Stacie was always so, so nice. No, she had thanked him and politely refused.
She wanted nothing more than to veg out and watch some bad TV. Maybe cook herself a nice casserole and eat the whole thing at midnight, like she sometimes did. Or maybe she would order Chinese food and have a nice pig out. Stacie dinners were always inconsistent in substance. One day, it would be a banquet and the next, a mere slice of bread. This resulted in a medium-sized figure that she was neither happy nor upset with.
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