Three Times the Fun: A Reverse Harem Thanksgiving Love Story

by Blythe Reid

  Without wasting any time, Isobel started moving as if she could hear the music. She swayed, moving her hips seductively. Her eyes were on mine, and she moved, hypnotizing me. I watched her, licking my lips, imagining everything I wanted from her. Fuck, she was so hot.

  Slowly, she started stripping off her clothes, exposing her body. Before long, her shirt was on the floor, and she was caressing her hands all over her body. I watched her as she touched herself, undressed herself, and set herself on display for me. My dick grew in my pants, becoming thick and hard, throbbing and pulsating with need for her.

  In the back of my head, a little voice screamed at me that she was still a virgin - taking her would be the best prize ever. She might have saved herself, but she’d been sexing it up by herself for a long time. The girl was forward and horny as fuck. I could almost imagine her driving her fingers into her cunt late at night, her breasts bouncing as she moaned my name.

  Fuck.

  “Get over here,” I growled when she was only in her panties. I couldn’t take it anymore. She was driving me crazy, making me so hard for her.

  Isobel sashayed toward me, all rolling hips and bouncing tits.

  “Stop,” I said. She stopped, looking at me. “Take it off,” I said.

  She reached behind her back, unclasping her bra. Slowly, she slid it down her shoulders, revealing her tits inch by inch. They were large, round and firm. Her nipples were hard, betraying how turned on she was. Of course, I never doubted it for a second.

  She turned around. She hooked her fingers into her panties, and slowly pulled them down, bending over to give me a glorious view of her ass. God, I wanted to fuck her so badly.

  I got up, putting my hands on her hips. I pushed my erection against her ass, grinding against her cheeks, slipping into the soft opening between her curves to press against her asshole a little. Everything inside of me screamed yes, but I held back. This time.

  I spun her around, putting my hand on her naked tit. I took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed, pulling and tugging. She moaned softly, and I covered her mouth with mine, kissing her. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and tasted her deeply.

  I stepped away from her a little, pulling down my zipper, opening my pants so I could pull out my dick. I was so fucking hard, aching for release by now. I reached down to get a condom from my wallet and slid it down my sensitive shaft.

  The minute I was done, Isobel stepped closer to me, put her hands on my chest and pushed me back gently so that I sat back down in my chair. She climbed onto my lap, straddling me. With her feet on the ground, she hovered over my dick, positioning herself.

  I looked into her eyes, and she gripped my cock with her fingers around the base, guiding me toward her. She lowered herself onto me. I watched her face as she took in the sensation, giving her virginity to me. It looked like it hurt a little, her face pinched, her breathing hard.

  “Are you okay?” I asked. “Take it slow. The first time is a bit of a bitch I hear.”

  She breathed deeply a few times before she nodded. “It’s not so bad,” she said. She started moving tentatively on top of me, sliding in and out of her. She gasped, and I could see a mixture of pleasure and pain on her face. The first time was always the worst, or so I’d heard. It was different for women than for men. But, Isobel wanted to do this. She was determined to make it work, and I was a happy man.

  “It’s going to get really good, baby.” I gripped her ass tightly and leaned in to kiss her. She needed to focus on the lust between us, the way I held her close, the sound of our sex, the scent…

  After a while, it looked like she was more comfortable. She started moving faster and faster, bucking her hips, sliding me in and out of her. She gasped and moaned, tipping her head back as she rode me. I put my one hand on her hip, helping her keep her balance, and the other hand went to her breast. I massaged her, tugging and tweaking the nipple while she bucked her hips back and forth on my lap.

  After a while, I reach between her legs and found her clit with my thumb. She gasped, shuddering on top of me. I could feel the effects my finger was having on her. Her body closed around me, squeezing. She was getting closer to an orgasm, fast.

  At this rate, I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long, either. She was so hot, completely naked on top of me when I was almost fully dressed, and she was giving herself to me in a way that she hadn’t given herself to any other man. The idea that I was fucking a virgin pushed me closer and closer to the edge where normally, I would be able to hold out.

  Isobel started to cry out, getting louder.

  “Hush,” I said to her. “We can’t afford anyone to hear us.”

  She nodded, still breathing hard, but she kept her noises under control. I kept rubbing her clit in circles, pushing her closer and closer to the edge as her body drew the orgasm out of me. Just before I toppled over, she came. She shuddered on top of me, her walls clamping down on me, milking me. I let go of her clit and put my hands on her hips, pulling her down on me hard so I would go in as deep as I could. I exploded inside of her, releasing my load. I grunted, and she moaned and cried out, trying to be quiet and failing.

  We came together, and the sensation was amazing. This didn’t happen with strangers very often, not at all with someone who had just lost her virginity, but it was magic.

  We rode out the orgasm together until it subsided. When it was finally over, Isobel collapsed against me, breathing hard.

  “I hate to cut this short,” I said, “but we have to get dressed and out of here. I have a class soon, and I would hate for someone to find us like this.”

  Isobel whimpered in protest but nodded. If we got caught now, things could go from bad to worse very quickly. She was naked, and I was inside of her. There was no way to explain ourselves out of this one.

  Isobel clambered off me, leaning against my desk for a moment.

  “I have tissues in the bottom drawer,” I said. I was sure she would want to clean up.

  Isobel opened the drawer, and I turned my back to give her some privacy. After a moment, she stepped back into view and started searching for her clothes. I watched her as she dressed herself bit by bit, covering up her glorious body.

  When she was done, she looked at me. “I’ll see you around, Professor,” she said with a small smile playing on her lips. She turned around, opened the door and left, leaving me behind with the throbbing dick, memories of what we had just done and a question bouncing around in my mind.

  What the fuck did we just do?

  7

  Isobel

  I couldn’t believe what I had done. I had gone to Alec’s office with the intent to fuck, and I did. It had been fantastic. I just wasn’t sure what I felt.

  On Saturday morning, my phone rang, and it was Alec. I was glad to hear from him. A part of me had been nervous that it was over now, that because we had slept together, he wouldn’t be interested in me anymore. It was ridiculous because I had been the one to instigate the whole thing. Still, I had been a virgin and losing it was a big deal.

  “Do you want to come on an outing with me and Beth?” He asked.

  “What do you have in mind?” I asked.

  “Beth has a school assignment that I’m helping her with and we have to go to the museum for it. I was wondering if you want to come with us?”

  I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me, and smiled. “I would love that,” I said.

  They picked me up about half an hour later. When I got into the car, I turned around and said hello to Beth. She looked even more sullen than the night I’d met her.

  “What is this assignment about?” I asked.

  “It’s about customs in the Regency Era,” Beth said.

  “Oh, that’s interesting,” I said. “I’m assuming it’s for History?”

  Beth nodded, rolling her eyes at me. “Well, it’s not for Mathematics.”

  Alec looked in the rearview mirror. “Beth, be nice,” he said. He shot me an apol
ogetic glance.

  “It should have been about human interaction,” Beth said. “Then I wouldn’t have to go to a museum at all. I would just have to watch the two of you make out, and I would know everything I need.”

  I glanced at Alec. His eyes were trained on the road. I understood now what he had meant when he’d said that Beth would chew me up and spit me out.

  “I’m sure your father’s old enough to do he wants,” I said to Beth.

  Beth nodded. “Yeah, but then he would also know to take it to the bedroom and not be doing it in front of his daughter.”

  She was quick on her feet, with a sharp tongue and there was no arguing with her. I knew that if I took this further, I would only get angry. We drove the rest of the way to the museum in silence.

  At the museum, Alec and I trailed behind while Beth walked around, finding her facts. We walked close to each other, shoulders brushing every now and then. I wanted him to touch more of me. I wanted his hands all over me. I started remembering what we had done in his office, and I shivered. We were out in public, and we couldn’t do anything indecent, but God, I wanted to.

  “Are you just about done?” Alec asked Beth after we had been wandering around for an hour.

  “Are you?” Beth asked, glancing at me before giving her father a defiant look.

  “Beth! That’s enough!” Alec was getting angry. I wondered what his wrath was like as a father.

  Beth didn’t look scared of him. She pulled an irritated face, shot me another glare, and said to Alec, “I can say the same about you.” She stormed away, pushing past me.

  Alec sighed. “I don’t know what’s gotten into her today. I’m so sorry.”

  I shook my head. There wasn’t much that I could say about that. Beth was thirteen, hardly an age we could give her a spanking. It was clear Alec, and his daughter had a lot to talk about.

  When I finally got home, much later, Brandi was watching TV.

  “How did it go?” She asked, not taking her eyes away from the screen.

  I collapsed on the couch and groaned. “She hates me.”

  Brandi looked at me, frowning. “Who?”

  “Alec’s daughter, Beth. She was such a little bitch today. I don’t know how I’m going to do this if she’s going to be such a pain in my ass all the time. It’s not like I’m trying to impose, ruining their relationship. We’re not even doing anything in front of her.”

  Brandi nodded sympathetically. “I get that she is a problem, Izzy, but maybe you should stick this one out.”

  I blinked at her.

  “I’m just saying,” she said, “since you’ve been hanging out with this guy, you seem different. More on top of your life, happier. It seems to me like he’s good for you.”

  “I didn’t know that there was anything to see,” I said. “I just don’t know how we’ll be able to make it work with a teenage girl that’s giving me so much shit.”

  Brandi shrugged. “You know how teenagers are; it hasn’t been that long since we were there. Maybe you’ll grow on her.”

  “I doubt it.”

  I didn’t know what to do. I hadn’t known that there was any kind of difference in who I was, but Brandi picked it up, and if she thought that this was a good idea, maybe I had to give it another chance. Really, if I could see Alec without his daughter involved, that would be great.

  8

  Alec

  Isobel and I hadn’t spoken since the museum. I wasn’t sure what that meant. Beth had really been rude to Isobel, throwing attitude back in my face. Where were the days where she looked up to me as a hero? When Beth had been a little girl, she would do everything I said; she would worship the ground I walked on. Somewhere, that had changed. Now, it felt like I was just in the way.

  Maybe, all teenage parents felt that way. It was something we would get through, but it was affecting my relationships. If that was what it was with Isobel.

  I grounded Beth for what she said at the museum. I had never seen her act out that much. Punishing her had been the right thing to do, but I was scared that the damage had already been done.

  I wasn’t sure Isobel wanted anything to do with me anymore. If I was trying to build a relationship with someone, and they had a child that was so rude to me, would I walk away? Maybe. I wouldn’t want someone else’s problems to become my own, and Isobel was young enough that she could think that way. She could find a younger man to be with, anytime.

  What was I doing? Why did I keep thinking about her as someone I was dating, rather than just a fling? So far, Isobel and I had fucked. I had taken her virginity. There was nothing more to it than that. Yes, I had wanted her to meet Beth, but that was for the sake of keeping things straight in my own life, for making her first time more meaningful. And it had blown up in my face, anyway. Isobel didn’t need this kind of shit in her life.

  That was what got to me. What if Isobel turned around and walked away? There was nothing I could do about that. Beth and I would carry on living a life without a woman. Was that really what we needed? Maybe I went too far with this. Maybe, I saw every woman that crossed our path as someone that could fit in with our family. Maybe it was because I felt guilty about Beth growing up without a mother.

  I went through the motions, doing my routine as usual. When I taught my class, I spotted Isobel at the back in her usual seat. She didn’t stare at me the way she usually did. Instead, her eyes were on her notes, and she was scribbling furiously. I had no idea what she was thinking.

  When class was finally over, I called Isobel aside. She looked reluctant to come with me, but she did, and that was the start.

  “I’m sorry for what happened on Saturday,” I said when we were alone. The lecture hall was empty, and it was just the two of us, standing by the podium. “Beth was completely out of line. I punished her for it, but I don’t know what’s gotten into her. I think we might be entering the teenage years and I feel I’ll only be getting more of this.”

  Isobel shook her head. “I appreciate it, Alec,” she said. “But I don’t know if we should be doing this.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I can’t get between the two of you,” Isobel said. “It would be wrong, and it’s obvious that Beth thinks your relationship is being threatened. I won’t be the one to break the two of you apart.”

  I put my hands on Isobel’s shoulders, and she blinked at me. I wasn’t sure if contact was welcomed after what had happened with Beth, but I didn’t want Isobel to just walk out of my life

  “Please, give us one more shot? Beth might just need some time to warm up to you.”

  Isobel thought about it, and there was a moment we could go either way. I had no idea which way she was leaning; if I would still get no at the end of it.

  Finally, she nodded. “Okay,” she said. “I’ll try again, but Beth is quite a handful. She knows exactly what to say.”

  I nodded. “She got her fire and spirit from her mother. I have never been that good with my tongue, that good with words. It’s a wonderful trait, they tell me. Apparently, it points to intelligence. Sometimes, I just wish she would behave.”

  Isobel smiled. “I guess this is what women are about. We’re always keeping the men in our lives on their toes.”

  I nodded, smiling back at her. The tension had been broken, and I knew that she wasn’t going to leave just yet. It was a relief. There was something about Isobel that made me want to try. She was different than the rest of them; it didn’t matter so much to me that she was so much younger. Everything about her made me feel alive again. As I thought about it, my cock twitched in my pants, and I was reminded of the time we had in my office. With Isobel on my lap, riding me, tits in my face. It had been beyond hot.

  I stepped closer to Isobel, pressing my body against hers. She gasped lightly.

  “What are you doing?”

  I didn’t give her a chance to speak, and I didn’t answer her with words. I grabbed her face and pressed my lips against hers. My tongue slid into her m
outh, and I tasted her, explored her. Her hands snaked around my neck, and we stood together in the lecture hall, kissing.

  It was getting hot and heavy again. I was already hard in my pants, and the way her body pressed up against mine, the way she gyrated her hips, she was thinking along the same lines as I was. But we were at the college. We were out in the open.

  I broke the kiss. “We can’t do this, here,” I said. “We can’t get caught.”

  We stepped away from each other, reluctantly. We both knew I was right. We had to be more careful if we were going to do this.

  “You’re right,” Isobel said. She flashed me a devilish smile, and it was sexy. “We’ll just have to take this somewhere private, sometime.”

  I nodded, wishing we could do it right now. At least, there would be a next time, some time, another time.

  9

  Isobel

  He invited me over for dinner again. I accepted. He asked me so nicely at the lecture hall if I would try again, and for him, I would. I felt differently about him now than before we’d slept together. Wherever we went from here, whether I would deal with Beth or not, Alec and I would always have that together – I had given my virginity to him.

  When I arrived, Beth crept out of her room like a puppy that knew it had done something wrong.

  “Thank you for coming,” Alec said with a smile while we stood in the living room. “Beth was hoping to get a chance to speak to you.” He looked pointedly at his daughter. Beth sighed.

  “I’m sorry about how I behaved on Saturday,” she said. “It was rude.”

  I nodded. “It’s okay,” I said. “We all have our off days. I appreciate the apology.”

  Beth nodded, still looking like she’d shrunken in on herself. We walked to the patio where Alec and Beth had set out the cutlery again. We sat down. Beth was quieter, this time. We talked about everything and nothing, making trivial conversation but the night was worth it. Beth was nice to me. Alec was a dream – not only was he fucking good in bed, or on the chair, rather, he was funny and interesting as well.