ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: Tempted Pleasure (Bad boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult and College Contemporary Romance)

by Jane Price

  Charlotte, meanwhile, was having the time of her life. The moment she had seen Mitchel naked, she knew she had made the right choice. Unlike all the times with Cooper, her pussy had sprung to life, leaking like a bad faucet. She smiled happily now as she lowered herself onto his dick.

  Mitchel’s dick was slightly larger than Cooper’s so the change felt good as it plunged deep inside of her. She wanted to ride him, but remembering her husband watching them, readying himself for the double penetration about to begin, she restrained herself.

  Instead, she leaned forward and kissed Mitchel slightly. It was awkward to kiss him in front of her husband but she did so anyway, unable to help herself. Mitchel was just so sexy. Mitchel smirked and pulled her against his chest until they were chest to chest.

  In this position, Charlotte’s ass rounded nicely, exposing her second hole for her husband. While anal wasn’t taboo in their relationship, they had done it before, Cooper had never fucked his wife before with another man already inside of her. Cooper knew this was going to be a new experience for him, but either way he knew it would make Charlotte happy and for this reason he stepped forward and plunged into her tight asshole.

  Charlotte arched her back and moaned loudly as she felt Cooper’s dick enter her. She shivered in delight. She felt so full with both men inside of her. However, now she didn’t know what to expect. Would they both start thrusting into her or would she have to do all the work? Mitchel promptly answered her question by thrusting in and out of her slowly, so that most of his length stayed inside of her as he moved in and out of her.

  Charlotte moaned even louder as Cooper started to thrust into her. Charlotte couldn’t believe how good it felt to have two men inside of her at the same time. She continued to moan louder and louder, feeling herself reaching climax.

  She was legitimately dripping with juices as the two men fucked her. She never expected a threesome to feel so good. As they continued to fuck, Charlotte was pleased to hear the moans of the two men as well. She was glad they were enjoying it too.

  Soon the two men were howling in pleasure. Charlotte was also withering in pleasure. She was moments away from orgasming and she had never felt this good in her life.

  It didn’t take long after that for her to shiver in pleasure and climax. She howled in pure pleasure as she clung to Mitchel’s arms. Soon after that the two men followed suit, shooting their loads into her.

  All three of them collapsed onto the bed, pleasantly surprised with their experience together. None of them had expected it to turn out this good. In the end, they were all glad they had done it.

  After their orgasms, they laid together in bed, with Charlotte sandwiched between the two men. She smiled before kissing them both. “So what’s the verdict? Did you guys like it?” The two men blushed. Of course, neither of them wanted to admit that they had liked it.

  Chapter 9

  Eventually, Mitchel came out and admitted how much he liked it. “Yeah… it was actually really good.” His face was red with embarrassment as he said the words. For some reason he felt weird about the whole thing. Cooper could see the embarrassment on his friend’s face and frowned.

  “Hey, to be honest, I liked it to.” Cooper was also blushing. Charlotte chuckled.

  “Stop being so shy you two, it was amazing! There’s no reason to be ashamed about it. I, for one, found it extremely sexy, you guys were great!” Charlotte beamed. She was a ball of pleasure, wound up after an amazing time.

  The men loosened up and smiled. Maybe a threesome with two guys wasn’t all that bad. They smiled before Cooper smirked, “Does that mean you want a second round?” He teased his wife who looked at him before grinning.

  “Damn right it does!” The two men were surprised but they weren’t about to tell her no. After a hot steamy shower together they quickly got into position again, only a little different. This time Charlotte was on all fours on the bed. Eventually she ended up sucking Cooper’s dick as Mitchel pounded her from the back.

  It was a hell of an experience for all three of them and by the end of the night they had experimented with many other positions. In the end it was the best night of their lives.

  ******

  After their fateful night experimenting with an additional member in the bedroom, the Bradley couple relationship changed drastically. They were now much happier with each other. With their new open relationship, it was easier to spice up their love life.

  Mitchel was always eager to join in on the fun whenever the bedroom felt dull and the couple loved having him. Charlotte found herself still having the hots for him so it became a habit of him coming over every weekend to join in on the fun.

  This made their weekday sex much better as well. They started getting wild and crazy in bed again. They were fulfilling each other’s fantasies and just fucking a lot more. It was amazing. To think that their relationship had almost crumbled a few months ago.

  They were amazed, to say the least that a threesome had saved their marriage. Cooper, when agreeing to the threesome had been terrified that it would destroy their marriage. He was afraid that Charlotte would fall for Mitchel and leave him, but the opposite seemed to happen. It seemed like Charlotte was falling more and more in love with him every day and that made Cooper extremely happy.

  Despite their success with the threesome they hadn’t experimented with anyone else except Mitchel. One day Charlotte thought it a good idea to open up their relationship even more.

  ******

  “Hey baby?” Charlotte called out from the kitchen. Cooper was in the living room watching TV when he got up to join her. Cooper knew she was up to something. As we all know “Baby” was only used when she wanted something. He raised an eyebrow at her in question, wondering what she wanted.

  “Well… I was thinking… the big game is soon, right?” Cooper looked at her, wondering what she was up to. It wasn’t like her to be into his football games. This had to be a ploy of hers. What did she want?

  Cooper hesitantly nodded, looking at his wife as he took a sip of his wine. She smiled brightly and continued, “Well… I was thinking… what if you invite a few of your friends over and we could…” Cooper’s eyes grew big.

  “Wait… you don’t mean…?” Cooper asked in surprise. Did she really mean she wanted to try fucking all of his friends. What was she up to? Charlotte just giggled.

  ******

  The big game day finally came and Charlotte eagerly answered the door. In the end, Cooper ended up creating a mini party of about fifteen friends. Charlotte never had explained to him what her plan was, but Cooper trusted his wife and if this was what she wanted then he would do it for her. He was madly in love with this woman and he would do anything to make her happy.

  Eventually the last visitor came: Mitchel. Charlotte smiled big and kissed him, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She smiled and pulled him inside. “Look Mitch… look at all these cute guys!” Mitchel chuckled.

  “Where are all the cute girls?”

  “I didn’t invite them.” Charlotte giggled.

  “Of course not, you want all the attention to yourself, don’t you?” Mitchel teased her lightly. Charlotte blushed a bit at the comment but in the end there was no denying the truth. She loved the feeling of men’s hands all over her. She loved the attention that being in a group of men gave her.

  She loved to be loved and that was exactly what multiple partners did for Charlotte. It wasn’t that she had fallen out of love for Cooper, it was just that one man wasn’t enough to satisfy her. Charlotte was a woman who needed multiple men in order to survive. She never felt truly satisfied until she was completely and utterly stuffed and that only happened when she had multiple men at once.

  Charlotte looked at the party now. All the men were standing around socializing. They all assumed they were at the Bradley house to enjoy some food, booze, and football. They had no idea that by the end of the night they would be having the time of their life with their host. Cha
rlotte looked at them happily, sipping a glass of wine.

  Cooper walked up to her now, kissing her cheek.

  “Happy?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at her. She smiled happily, before hugging him tightly. If anything were true in the world it was that Charlotte Bradley was the happiest girl in the world.

  THE END

  Double Obsessions

  1

  I felt like something was just missing inside me, you know? I'm sure that most people feel that way at some point in their lives, and in reality I don't really think there's any sort of reason to think that I was abnormal or anything for it. And especially since things were sort of at a point where things were calming down for me, settling in, and all that jazz.

  Reasonably, there was nothing that should have directly made me so unhappy, I guess... It was just, I dunno. Feeling like things had gotten too stuck in place now that I was in my late twenties. I had moved in with my boyfriend, I didn't have a job because he pulled in quite the income himself, and so there really wasn't all that much to keep me compelled throughout the course of the week.

  And, well, that isn't to say I was depressed, or anything like that, exactly. Most of the time I was really fine. I had hobbies, interests, once in a while I volunteered. It really wasn't that hard for me to find meaning in life, so much as it was that, in spite of all that meaning, there was still something lacking hovering just above my head...

  I really couldn't seem to put my finger on just what it was, no matter how honest I tried to be with myself or in how straightforward a fashion I attempted to assess the course of my life. Things were, quite reasonably, how they should be, and the source of this inner nagging, this inability to be at peace about things was... Well... It was inexplicable, really...

  Like most people do, I'm certain, I tried to put it out of my mind. Whether it grew worse or intensified because of it, I just decided that it was better left buried in my subconscious than allowed to be out in the open and grow into something that interfered with my life.

  One day, I decided that such thoughts were getting to be entirely too much to avoid that particular afternoon, and accordingly, I chose to flee them more directly using two of my favorite remedies: my best friend Clarissa, and alcohol.

  God, this was a coupling that went well together...

  God love her, Clarissa and I had been best friends since high school, and had remained in touch over the years because of how very, very strong our bond had always been. Honestly, if I hadn't been so emotionally invested in a guy, she herself could have been my lover (or at least we joked that this could be the case,) and on many levels the two of us shared emotional connections that I'd never really been able to exchange with any other human being.

  I didn't really intend on telling her what it was that was bothering me, of course, particularly given the fact that I didn't honestly know what that something was myself. But it would be great to just unwind for a while in her company, I knew, to forget about all of it and just act like a stupid dumb teenage girl all over again, when things had all seemed so much simpler than they were in the present.

  I knocked on her door, and she answered it beaming at me, always glad to have me around, I knew. “Hey loser,” I said, stepping inside without waiting for an overt invitation. “I thought we could get drunk, pull out our old high school yearbook, and make fun of everyone in it.”

  “Oh God yes, come on in,” she said, without giving it another thought, and she ushered me inside. Bear in mind, I had not even let her know ahead of time that I was coming over, I'd simply appeared out of thin air and she'd been absolutely cool with it. That was, thank God, exactly the type of friendship the two of us had.

  It didn't take long at all before the two of us had downed our first glass of red wine, and already we were giggling like wild and cracking jokes fairly regularly about what morons everyone had been during high school.

  “Oh God, look at our hair in this one... What the hell was I thinking? I mean, come on, pink highlights? I look like a clown or something...”

  “Oh come on,” I said, “you looked cute in that... It wasn't like were walking around with eighties hairstyles or anything... Not like, oh, what was her name... God, that girl from that really conservative family who always wore her hair in a perm... Damn it, what was her name?”

  “Polly?”

  “Yeah, Polly- no, wait... No, not Polly... Pauline that was it. Pauline Goodman.”

  “Oh yeah, that was it. I wonder what ever happened to her?”

  “I'm not really sure... I think I heard she either became a lawyer or a nun...”

  “Probably a nun...”

  “Or a nun lawyer, possibly.”

  “Do nuns need lawyers?”

  “No, I mean a lawyer who is also a nun, not a lawyer who represents nuns.”

  “Oh, right. Yeah, probably. Oh God, do you remember Ricky Simmons?” Clarissa just about spit her drink out coming across Ricky's picture in the yearbook, and she promptly pushed it into my lap so that I could look at it, even though I knew perfectly well just who Ricky was- a thin, hyper serious guy who had always walked around the school dead-eyed and like he didn't give a damn about anything.

  “Yeah, I remember him... He always gave me the creeps.”

  “I heard he went to jail, like, just a few months ago...”

  “Really? I would say I'm surprised, but that really doesn't seem that odd somehow. What did he do?”

  “I heard he robbed a gas station at gunpoint... And then he killed a guy by accident with his car trying to escape. God, how awful... People are just... Ugh...”

  “Yeah... But hey, I came over here to drink my troubles away, not get hung up on the tragedy of the human condition. Keep filling me with happy thoughts, not this tragedy B.S.”

  “Sorry,” Clarissa laughed, downing the rest of her drink. “Refill?”

  “Hellz to the yes,” I replied, and had my glass promptly filled back up to the brim.

  “Easy there, killer! I want to at least be able to drive home, you know...”

  “Maybe I'm trying to seduce you,” said Clarissa, giving me joking bedroom eyes and peering over the rim of her refilled glass as she sipped it. But then I started laughing, and she cracked up in return, ending up spitting out the wine back into the glass and having to wipe her lips off with her arm.

  We turned back to the book, then, in silence for a moment, looking for our next victim/source of comedy.

  “Oh hey,” she said suddenly, lighting up like a lightbulb, and clearly excited about something or other. “There's Danny Evans... You remember him, don't you? You two went to senior prom together, and then started dating for a while... Whatever happened between you two?”

  “Oh yeah, Danny... Well, nothing really happened I guess. He was a nice guy. Fun to be around and everything. Just, I don't know, college and everything came around and we ended up parting ways. No real story behind it or anything. Things just fizzled out.”

  “Ah, okay. I was just being nosy.”

  “Yeah you're good at that,” I said, grinning. “It's ancient history, though. Nothing to really be nosy about. Water under the bridge and all that jazz. I wonder what ever did become of him though? I know he moved, like, across the country or something didn't he? I can't remember what he said he was majoring in, but the last time I heard from him he'd changed what he was studying in college...”

  “Oh, no- well, I mean, yes, he did move, but he's back in the area now I think. I heard he just moved back into town and is starting up a business or something. I can't really remember what kind, but I've heard he's pretty doing well for himself... And of course, he's just as damn fine as he ever was...”

  “Ohhhh, Lordy Lord... he was pretty damn sexy, wasn't he?”

  “Yes, ma'am, he certainly was... M'm... Did you ever get any of that action while the two of you were-”

  “Hey now... A good girl doesn't kiss and tell,” I said, but blushing all the while, so that I'm certain it gave me away qu
ite shamelessly in spite of my denial. And at any rate, the thoughts of Danny were now lodged in my brain, and I seemed incapable of dislodging him from his place in there. What the hell was it about him that suddenly had me so captivated?

  Maybe it was how young we both were back then, I thought, as I gazed long and hard at the photograph of the two of us dancing under the prom section. That was, more than likely, exactly what it was I was missing, my youth, even though I still wasn't really all that over the hill or anything.

  God, the two of us looked so young, though... Both eighteen at the time, and then the reality of the fact that that had been almost ten years ago by now, an entire damn decade, seemed almost too awful to fathom. Ten years... Ten years... It sure hadn't seemed like that long at all, not by any means.