by Abby Angel
I turn on my heels, my back against the wall, and grin at the two of them. There’s a mischievousness behind my eyes, and they can see it. They both grin back at me, and then Ares moves toward the bed, Lucas following after him closely. He climbs on top of the mattress, propping himself on all fours right in front of Lucas.
I look at them, completely spent, as Lucas kneels behind Ares and caresses his crack, the tip of his fingers gently running up and down between his ass cheeks, always lingering above his anus. Then, with careful and gentle movements, he parts Ares’s buttocks and presses his thumb over his asshole, each second that passes the pressure intensifying. Soon enough, his fingers starts to slide inside Ares’s ass, his low subdued moans of pleasure kissing my eardrums as if they were the sweetest sound anyone could ever hear.
Lucas’s finger starts moving faster then, going in and out of Ares at a steady pace. Pulling it out, he places one hand on Ares’s hip and takes the other to his mouth. He spits on it, rubbing it against Ares’s anus and wetting it with his saliva; he then grabs his cock, pressing the tip against Ares’s perfect ass and nudging himself forward. With both his hands hooked on Ares’s hips, he finally thrusts forward. My skin prickles as Ares’s moan reaches my eardrums, the sight of Lucas thrusting like a dream.
With cat-like movements, I climb onto the bed, sitting myself in front of Ares. I press my mouth against his, his body swaying as Lucas thrusts. I can’t help but reach for my own pussy, two fingers right above my clitoris. I rub myself with gentles circles as the two men keep on fucking, Lucas’s cock ravaging Ares’s ass, tender and violent at the same time. As they start to go faster, Ares thrusting back with his hips so that Lucas can go deeper, my fingers start going faster and faster.
Wild electricity spreads inside of me, wrapping all of my thoughts with barbed wire. I scream out loud, my fingers trembling against my clit as I come once again. Neither Ares nor Lucas seem to hear me: they’re completely lost, the whole world just a detail to them.
Wanting to feel it against my skin, I reach for Ares’s cock. I curl my fingers harshly around it and, trying to match Lucas’s rhythm, I start stroking Ares. My hand moves back and forth with clock like precision. I keep going until I feel his cock becoming as hard as a diamond, ready to go off like dynamite.
With my body still trembling and buzzing with pleasure, I let go of his cock and lean toward him, placing two fingers under his chin. As he opens his eyes, I brush my lips against his. We kiss wildly, Lucas fucking him more intensely as Ares’s muscles become taut and charged with tension. Realizing that Ares is on the edge, Lucas slowly eases his pace. His thrusts go slower and gentler, and then he finally slides his cock out of Ares’s ass.
"Fuck, I’m so close," Ares says through gritted teeth, an expression of delight in his face. As I hear his words, I get out of the bed and kneel on the floor, facing them. They look at each other and then, reading my mind, they stand up, their bodies towering over me.
I look up at them, their massive cocks pulsing with such ferocity that I can’t help but reach for them and start stroking. I move my hands as fast as I can, knowing that they’re both on the edge; all they need is a little push.
In an instant, they start spasming and a torrent of cum hits me straight in the face. I stay frozen in place as their white juices crash against me in never-ending waves, splattering over my skin and coating it. I have to close my eyes as thick strands of it drip down my face, covering every single inch of skin.
When I think they’re close to the end, they keep on gushing even more, fat drops falling all over my chest. I run my hands over my tits, squeezing them and feeling my fingertips slide over the slick semen. Opening my eyes, I feel my eyelids sticking as cum coats them, but I fight against it; I have to look at them as they come. Clutching their members in their hands, they hold them through the finals spasms of ecstasy. They moan slightly, surrendering to the rapture of pleasure as they look at me.
I reach for them, my fingers grabbing them by the wrists, and I pull them down. They kneel in front of me, and I don’t even need to say a thing. At the same time, they lean in; I throw my head back and let out an aching moan as they run their hands over me, spreading their cum all over my glistening skin. They massage my muscles and tits gently, their fingers sliding over my body easily. I grab them both by their hair and reel them in; they let themselves be guided willingly, and place their mouths over my breasts, each one of them sucking tenderly on one of my nipples. With their eager tongues, they lick my tits dry, scooping the blend of cum that covers me.
A shiver of ecstasy goes up my spine as they look deep into each other’s eyes and kiss, cum coating their mouths. I look at them, completely entranced, as they exchange the cum they hold in their mouths, their lips brushing softly. Still holding my breasts, they keep on kissing wildly, cum dripping down their chins. I lean into them and, parting my lips, let my tongue out and trace the contour of Lucas’s jawline, scooping the strands of cum that hang there; then I do the same with Ares, licking him dry.
They turn their attention to me and we all kiss, each one of them focusing on a corner of my mouth. I close my eyes as our lips brush, a salty layer of semen being rubbed all over our mouths.
Pressing their hands on my shoulders, they push down onto the floor; I lay down lazily, staring joyfully at the ceiling as they go to my side and then let their mouths fall on me. They kiss me from the navel to my mouth, their hungry lips devouring the cum they covered me with moments before. Only when they’re done do they stop; they roll to the side, their bodies sprawled next to mine.
I take their hands in mine, holding them, and close my eyes. I remain there on the floor, quiet, as the sound of my beating heart echoes inside of my mind. They both curl their fingers around mine and, holding hands, we remain in silence as the aftermath of an explosion of orgasms still courses through our veins.
"I love you. I love you so fucking much," I find myself saying, the words hanging in the air.
They both whisper back these same words against my ear, the sound of their voices like the sweetest honey.
I have a successful career. I have money, power, and droves of men after me. I’ve always been successful at whatever I wanted to do. But only now, Lucas and Ares lying next to me, do I feel like I’ve won at life. Lucas, Ares, Daphne—we’re three distinct people and, at the same time, we are one. Well, I guess that’s what love does to you.
I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, my heart filled with happiness.
Never one to believe in fairy tales or happy endings, I have to admit that, in the end, I’m living one. Although, of course, in fairy tales you only get to have a prince charming. But I’m Daphne Kane, and that means I get to have two Prince Charmings.
And, now, a happy ending as well.
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Markets Rebound After Government Corruption Scandal Revealed!
Financial markets today ended their gyrations after Wall Street financier Ares Strong revealed a secret plot by corrupt government officials to illegally transfer the assets of a US corporation over to the People's Republic of China.
"This is the kinda of bullsh*t you see in my wife's Kindle stories, nothing that you ever think would happen in real life," the Federal Reserve Governor was quoted as saying after it became clear that Seymour Lee, former representative of the Federal Aviation Administration was secretly colluding with the Chinese government.
"We owe a debt of apology to both Lucas Blake and Daphne Kane, as well as a heartfelt thank you to Ares Strong for bringing to light this corruption," the Federal Reserve Governor went on to say. "As such, I am hereby dropping any and all inquiries into Carter Jeffries, Strong Capital, or Union Airlines. I am moving my investigation into the direction of looking at corruption within the Federal Government instead."
At the conclusion of the statement, witnesses reported seeing FBI agents taking both Seymour Lee and Elli
ot Wright - the Board Member for Union Airlines who was implicated in being the front man for the Chinese government - into custody.
Late in the evening, a lawyer for Elliot Wright announced that as part of a plea deal negotiated with the Government and brokered between Mr. Wright and Ares Strong, Mr. Wright was providing a complete testimony and cooperating fully with federal officials in exchange for immunity.
Sources expect a joint deal between Carter Jeffries and Strong Capital to be announced for Union Airlines. When asked about the chances for such a deal, experts seemed to believe that it would be the best option available - in fact the best case scenario in any given situation.
"You take the deep institutional knowledge and advantages of an investment bank like Carter Jeffries and the inherent wheeling and dealing of Strong Capital and if they get together to buy a very solid company like Union Airlines, that's almost a match made in heaven. The resulting company would be so strong that it would most likely be untouchable in the aviation industry," said Jonathan Toobin, Chief Economist at Kane Price.
Indeed, many observers are noting wryly that the fortunes for all three companies have turned dramatically in the last few days. It was less than 48 hour sago they point out that Carter Jeffries and Union Airlines faced the very real prospect of dissolution.
Unfortunately, neither of the three CEO's involved were able to comment for this article, instead adjourning from the Federal Reserve investigation relatively early. Sources and media that followed the trio recorded them entering into an unmarked limousine that then carried them towards Daphne Kane's Midtown Manhattan condo. Media that decided to camp out and wait for any sign from them did not report them emerging by the time of publication of this article.
Despite a lack of comment, it is clear however that for now, Lucas Blake, Ares Strong, and Daphne Kane have emerged from going up against an almost impossible situation as the winners.
"I'm very happy for them," commented Ethan Kane, a close cousin to Daphne who is noted in his own right for running an immersive content company. "They've gotten a happily ever after and it couldn't have ended any more perfectly."
Epilogue - Daphne
There’s an ebb and flow to the way time passes. Sometimes it rushes, sometimes it strolls, and this past year has been a mixture of the two. It’s funny how things are.
While knee deep in one of the biggest scandals of the decade, time seemed to drag, the clock counting each second with maddening patience. But as a resolution materialized on the horizon, the events started unfolding at a hurried pace, the inevitability of it all rushing to meet us.
And then it happened. What happened? I hear you ask, and the answer is a simple one, naked and raw: happiness happened. And, above all things, love happened.
But how can three people love each other? I hear you ask again. Or maybe it’s just my imagination. If you walked this road with us, you probably have an answer of your own for a question like that.
Still, let me give you mine. You see, I don’t think love has clear-cut boundaries. I don’t believe it tells you who to love, and when to love, or even how to love. It does none of these things; it simply exists in each breath you take, dancing with your soul one step at a time. Love is bigger and better than what a movie or a song tells you it should be. You can look the word up in the dictionary, and you’ll realize that words fail to paint a clear picture.
"What are you doing?" Ares asks me, coming up beside me and putting his arms around my waist, his lips diving straight to my neck. I’m standing on the balcony of the penthouse the three of us bought, and the sun is setting now, its orange glow draped over the city skyline.
"Nothing," I tell him, turning around to meet him. Smiling, I brush my lips against his.
"That’s suspicious," he chuckles, taking one hand to my stomach and running the palm of his hand over the big lump under my blouse. Oh, that’s right, I completely forgot to tell you. I’m pregnant—six months now. Yes, we’re going to have a baby. And, before you ask, the answer is no; I have no idea who’s the father.
Why? Because it doesn’t matter. Let me rephrase that so I’m clear; I do know who’s the father, and it’s the two of them.
"What are the two of you doing outside here?" Lucas asks, stepping onto the balcony. His button-up shirt has its sleeves rolled up, and he has his red tie flung over his shoulder. He’s cooking dinner, and he still looks goddamn irresistible while doing so. Between the three of us, we decided to elect him as the official cook of our household; swing by someday, have dinner with us, and you’ll see. I guess God wasn’t satisfied with blessing him with the looks and the brain; he also had to go and make him a gifted cook.
Of course, Ares also had a few tricks up his sleeves, ones that I knew nothing about. Back when they were studying finance at Harvard, Lucas and Ares were drawn to each other because of one thing in particular—they were both in love with music. While Lucas had a penchant for the piano and its subtlety, Ares was quite different; he learned to play the trumpet and fully embraced the extravagance of it.
More than marry two titans of finance, I ended up marrying a jazz band. What? Did I say marry? Oh, yeah, I did. And that’s because we’re married, the three of us. Sure, the United States doesn’t legally recognize our bond, but who cares about what the government thinks? There are two words that shouldn’t be used in the same sentence, and they are love and government.
Yeah, I’m not that fond of the government, but can you blame me? After the number they pulled on us, I think I have the right to want to keep my distance. Thankfully, everything changed after bastard Seymour was throw into a deep cell.
It took us a few months but, together, the three of us managed to rebuild Union Airlines’s reputation and we turned what was already a behemoth into a true wonder of the business world. Last time I checked, we were being hailed as the biggest company in the world, ahead of technology companies. And not only that, but we are the most profitable one. Funny how things can change so much in a year, uh?
I have money, a strong reputation, the two most gorgeous men who have ever walked the Earth ... and, above all these things, there’s a new life growing inside my belly. One that came from a love so deep and strong that it simply had to happen. I’m not the most spiritual person, and I used to scoff at words like destiny, but… well, what can I say? Love makes you see things in a different perspective.
"Dinner’s getting late, lovebirds," Lucas continues, coming up to us with a wide smile. He smacks Ares in the ass with a chuckle and then, turning to me, he bends over and picks me up from the floor. "I’ll carry you, you’re too fat to walk now."
"Asshole," I laugh, playfully punching his arm as he walks back inside our apartment. The smell of roasted meat reaches me, and I smile as I see that he has already set the table, a red cloth covering it while a few candles light up the living room.
No, this isn’t a big party, or some kind of ungodly celebration. It’s just a simple dinner, and that’s exactly why I decided to show you this. Love is about the simple things, the pure ones. And, now that we’re a family, I’ve come to learn those things. It sounds like common sense, doesn’t it? I guess that’s because it is … but the thing with common sense is that it doesn’t really make any sense until you experience something like this.
"I’m so hungry," I say as Lucas puts me down on my seat, and he chuckles at that.
"That’s why you’re fat!" Ares chimes in, a bright laugh on his lips.
"I’m not fat. I’m pregnant, you two. And I have to eat for two, you know?"
"That’s the kind of excuse I can play along with …"
"It’s not an excuse."
"Keep saying that, maybe it’ll become true."
I laugh, and then I just look at them both in silence, a kind of warm happiness washing over me. We’re laughing; we’re together. Just like a family. A happy one.
If I could ask for one thing, it’d be for this to never end.
And you know what? I think it w
on’t, I really do.
DILF
*I’m definitely a Daddy You’d Love To…*
Wait.
Don’t say it. Because once you say it, you won’t be able to stop thinking about it.
You won’t be able to stop thinking about my soulful, bedroom eyes.
You’ll get desperate to feel my ripped body with my 8 pack abs and defined chest pressed against you.
And once you f*ck my foot long lust muscle…let’s just say that you’ll be mine.
Forever.
So when my enemies send a temptress my way to steer me off course, they gotta know how it’s gonna end.
How after one night with me I’m gonna end up owning her - body and soul.
You think I’ll go easy on her and let her win because she’s my stepdaughter?
If anything, that just makes me harder.
And trust me...if you like me when I'm calm like now, you’re gonna love me when I’m all hard inside of you, darlin’.
**Come join Alexis Angel in this full-length standalone romance but please note she’s not responsible for the laundry bill if you soak your panties! No cliffhanger but it's going to be a scorcher with scenes of MF and MFMM. HEA? You know it, babe**
Parker
"How bad do you want this?" I ask the three women crowded around me. They're on their knees, purring, and pawing, and pulling on my fucking belt buckle.
I sit back in the leather booth, both arms behind my head, and smile.
