by Frank Downey
"I reminded him that I was upset before, back at the cabin. He thought we had gotten over that. I did, too, but he hadn't changed. He fell back into the same old pattern, and I had changed."
"Then, he said to me that he had gone out with me in the first place because I was low-maintenance. He said if I was going to turn into one of those weepy, needy, 'make luuuuuv to me!' high-maintenance types, than he didn't want to deal with it."
"So I put my clothes back on, told him he never had to deal with it ever again, and left."
"I just felt so rejected. And neglected, and used as well. So I came here. Actually, I came here looking for Sophia primarily, because I figured a good cry might help. When I found Warren here, well-I'm sorry. I lost my mind."
"No harm, no foul," Sophia said.
"Do you feel better?" Warren asked Jessie.
"Oh, you have no idea," Jessie sighed. "Thank you. Both of you."
"You're welcome," Warren said.
"Jessie, did you mind when I, you know..." Sophia faltered.
"No. I didn't," Jessie said. "I actually liked it, a whole lot. Imagine that." She looked up at Warren and grinned. "I've know this girl for 13 years. If I'd known she was that good at sucking tittie I would've let her do it long before this."
Everyone laughed at that, but then Warren got serious. "I have to say, the way Crash treated you makes me a little ill."
"Damn. I probably shouldn't have said anything to you," Jessie said. "I keep forgetting you are his best friend. But, Warren, it was between us. The relationship just got too combustible."
"I still can't believe he was that callous." Warren took a breath. "Even so, I'd prefer it if he never knew about this."
"Good plan," Jessica said. "I agree completely. Anyhow," she grinned, reaching down for Warren's dick, "How's this big boy recovering?" She stroked at it, and it started to become erect.
"Very well, if you keep that up," Warren grinned. "Looking for round two?"
"Nope," Jessie said. "Just getting you ready for this gorgeous thing on the other side of me. I think your Pookie needs a fuck, Warren."
"Oh, God, it's been too long," Sophia moaned.
"See?" Jessie grinned. "Well, you are all set," Jessie said, looking down at Warren's erect cock. "Let's see about her." Jessie flipped over, and, to Sophia's complete amazement, ran her finger up and down Sophia's pussy. "Well, almost, but she needs a little help," Jessie said, and diddled Sophia's pussy gently.
Sophie started moaning as Jessie slipped a couple fingers into her pussy. "Yep, Warren, she's getting there. Hmm. How about this?" she said, and started lowering her mouth to Sophie's nipple.
"Watch out, Jess. Don't forget. She's still lactating," Warren laughed.
"Hmmm," was all Jessie said. She lowered her mouth to Sophie's nipple and started sucking, experimentally. Then she sucked harder. Sophia looked at her in utter shock as she felt the milk flowing out of her nipple. Jessie pulled off, said, "Yup, she's lactating all right," and then went back to it. Sophia was actually pretty full, so this felt wonderful. She couldn't believe it was Jessie that was doing it, though.
Warren looked at them in bemusement. "She's remarkably enthusiastic, isn't she?" he said to Sophia.
"Hey. I was a bottle baby," Jessie said in between sucking. "Didn't know what I was missing."
Sophia almost started laughing, but held it in. She felt the wonderful release from her boobs and the equally wonderful caresses from Jessie up and down her pussy. She just looked at Jessie and said, "Jess. You do realize that you, the most relentlessly heterosexual girl I know, are making love to another woman, right?"
Jessie stopped sucking, and looked up, seriously. "No, I'm not. I'm making love to you. Sophia Daniels. Who I love. Body parts are almost irrelevant, not after what you and Warren just did for me." She got a wry grin on her face. "Though, I must admit, I like this whole lactating thing. Does that turn you on?"
"When you do it, it does," Sophia said. "When Warren does it, too. You know, when I feed Betsy, it's just feeding, but when you guys do it, it is a turn-on."
"Ah," Jessie said. "Anyhow, I'm not really making love to you. I'm just working you up." She reached behind her and grabbed Warren's cock. "OK, Prep Stud, stick this thing where it belongs."
Warren grinned, and crawled around Jessie on the bed, positioning himself in between Sophia's legs. He lined his dick up with her pussy, and easily slid into her. Jessie went back to milking Sophia's boobs. Warren was kneeling in front of Sophia as he pumped in and out of her, upright, so Jessie went for the other boob, the one furthest away from her, sprawling all over Sophia's torso as she reached her mouth toward it.
Sophia was tingling all over. First of all, this was the first good fuck she'd had in a few weeks. Second of all, yes, it had been a turn-on, and a big one, when Warren had milked her. But he'd never been able to do that while he fucked her, he wasn't enough of a contortionist for that. But, now, she was being fucked by Warren while Jessie milked her. Jessie, of all people!
Sophia was gently running her hand up and down Jessie's back while Jessie lovingly sucked on her breast. It was just wonderful. Sophia was building up to an orgasm, but she also felt so content.
Jessie, for her part, felt very content herself. Yes, she surprised herself with how much she was enjoying this, but she was. It was very warm and loving and intimate. As was Sophia's hand running up and down her back. Wow, she thought, who knew when I woke up this morning that I'd spend the afternoon doing this?
Warren had kept up the pace, and Sophia was moaning and bucking underneath him. "You close, Pookie?" he asked.
"Uh-huh," she moaned.
"Look out, Jess," Warren warned, "she squirts when she cums." Jessie just giggled and kept sucking. Suddenly, Sophia howled and went over, jerking and spasming. And Jess was amazed as the first blast of milk rocketed off the back of her throat. Sophia's other boob was spraying all over Jess's arm and back. Jess just sucked harder, until she sensed Sophia coming down.
She pulled off and sat back up next to Sophia, grinning. "Wow, that was something! It was almost like a guy cumming in my mouth, except it tastes better," she giggled. "I'd better leave some for Betsy, though."
"You're back's covered in it, you know," Warren pointed out.
"Cool," Jess said. Warren just laughed. Jessie looked at him, amazed-he was still fucking Sophia, and he wasn't even close. "Warren, you're a stud."
"Jess, this'll be my third, in, what, an hour and a half? Of course I'm a stud, now."
Jessie just giggled, and then sat cross-legged beside Sophia on the bed. She looked down at Sophia, who had come down off her first climax and was building up to her second.
"She's beautiful when she's cumming, isn't she?" Jessie said.
"That she is. So are you, you know," Warren smiled. Just then, Sophia started howling. Jess looked down, bemused, at how much noise she made. Knowing Sophia was close, Jess bent over and started sucking on her boob again. The milk flowed into her mouth as Sophia came again.
Just then, Jessie noticed that Warren had started grunting. "Can't hold out forever," she said, bemused.
"She's got... ungh... great control. And she's using it," Warren managed to get out.
"Good," Jessie giggle, sitting out, Sophia's breast milk still on her lips. Suddenly, Sophia's hand shot out from her side, and headed right for Jessie's pussy. Jessie squeaked as Sophia's fingers probed her opening, and groaned as one slipped inside. Jess looked down, and saw Sophia grinning at her.
"Oh, jeez, Sophie!" Jessie groaned, as Sophia's finger snaked in and out of her pussy.
Sophie withdrew her hand and hissed "Kneel!" at Jessie. Jessie kneeled in front of her. Sophia's hand went back to Jessie's pussy, and her other hand grabbed the back of Jessie's head and pulled her back down to her boob. Jessie gladly started milking Sophia again, as Warren pounded into Sophia. Sophie went first, howling in her climax, thrusting her fingers wildly into Jess and squirting into her mouth, which quickly brought J
ess off. All this going on was too much for Warren, and he poured himself into Sophie.
15 minutes after they had stopped, still sprawled in a heap on the bed, their intercom rang.
"Sophie?" It was Ellen.
Sophie ran to the intercom. "Hi, Mom, what's up?"
"Betsy's awake, and she's hungry."
"Be right up." Sophie reached for her clothes and started to throw them on.
"Do you have anything left?" Jessie giggled.
"Oh, sure," Sophia said. "I think cumming causes me to make more, or something. Besides which, the more I get out, the more I make."
"I think I like that system!" Jessie laughed.
After Sophia had come back down with Betsy, they had a little chat.
"So, what does this mean?" Jessie said.
"Well, I think it means that you're welcome in this bed whenever you want," Sophia said. "Warren?"
"I agree. Most of the time, anyhow. If it's been a while and Sophie's all pent up, we might tell you to go sit on the couch and play with yourself for a while." They all laughed at that. "But, mostly, yeah."
"Especially now," Sophie said. "You're going back to Milwaukee in a month, and for the last week of that time we're going to be at Nationals. We won't see you until the summer, and that's after we get off tour. Even next year, you'll be in Milwaukee and we'll be in Madison. We're not going to see much of you. So, when we do see you, I want you here with us whenever you'd like to be."
"What about people finding out?" Jessie asked.
"That's up to you," Sophia said.
"It shouldn't be," Jessie maintained. "If word gets out that we're having a little menage a trois, the story in the Enquirer is going to be about the big-time skating stars, not the humble nursing student."
"True, but I've already had worse things written about me in the Enquirer," Sophia laughed.
"I'm worried about people figuring it out, not telling anyone," Warren said. They looked at him. "Soph, you know me. I'm a cuddler. Say we went upstairs right now and sat on the couch right in front of your mother. Say you two sat on either side of me. What do I always do in that situation, Soph?"
"You put your arm around me and cuddle," Sophie smiled.
"Right. And I'd do that to you and not to Jessie? I could do it, but it somehow doesn't seem fair. To any of us. And you're the same way, Soph. You're going to be sitting next to Jessie some day and not touch her? After what just happened? It'll be tough."
"Hmm. He's right. I think we have to think about this," Sophia said.
"Well, my limited availability should prevent a lot of that," Jessie pointed out. "I mean, right now we only have to pull this off for three weeks, right?"
"Right," Warren said. "If we tell anyone, it should be Sophie's mom, though, because she's here."
"Who probably would just chuckle, shake her head, and accept it," Sophia laughed. "But I need to think about that one, too."
Jessie ended up staying the night. "To catch up, I'll sleep on the couch," all that. Jessie didn't sleep on the couch. After the explosions of the afternoon, their lovemaking was gentle and intermittent, but very satisfying. The three of them spent a lot of time just cuddling and talking. They went to sleep early, Jessie in the middle, all intertwined with each other.
At 2 AM, predictably, Betsy whined, waking them all up. She was hungry, but not that hungry, so, after Sophia had put her back into her crib, Sophia was still feeling full. Jess was more than glad to help out.
After she had drained Sophia completely, Sophia laughed, "You know what? If I didn't feel like a cow before, I do now."
"Soph, if it bothers you..." Jess started.
"No, of course not," Sophia said. "I'm just kidding. Actually, it's kind of exciting. Mooooooo."
Jessie cracked up and said, "It's funny. I've always enjoyed sex, but I've always been pretty vanilla. I didn't even get into BDSM, which, knowing me, should've been a natural, right? Nope. Jason and I tried it and it did nothing for me. Now, look at me. I finally pick up a fetish, and it's lactation, of all things!" Warren and Sophia cracked up. "How long you going to breastfeed that kid?"
"We talked about that," Sophia said. "We were thinking about stopping now, because it really does make skating a bit more difficult. But it's not that bad, so I decided to breastfeed until Betsy hits a year old. That way we can put her on whole milk and avoid the formula completely."
"So, you'll still be breastfeeding when I get home for the summer?" Jessie asked. Sophia nodded. "Goody!"
"Oh, Jesus, I'm going to have to wean both of them," Sophia exclaimed.
"And something tells me Betsy's going to be easier to wean," Warren laughed.
"You'll have to just keep knocking her up, Warren," Jessie joked.
"No way," Sophia said. "Not for at least another three years. I am not skating pregnant ever again. We don't even discuss this until after the next Olympics."
"I'll just have to knock you up, Jess," Warren joked.
"Oh don't tempt me!"
They woke up the next morning, still intertwined. They really had worn one another out the previous day and night, so they just cuddled for a while. Warren went up to fix breakfast, and brought it down for all of them.
After breakfast, they were chatting, and the phone rang.
"Hello," Warren said.
"Hey, it's Crash. I just got in late last night."
"Hey, Crash, what's up?" Warren said. Sophia and Jessie looked at him.
"Hey, can we get together and talk today?"
"Sure. What's up?"
"Jessie and I broke up," Crash said. Warren didn't say anything. "Actually, she broke up with me. I knew we were having some problems, but I didn't think they were that bad." Warren shook his head, realizing that Crash had been pretty blind the past while.
"Yeah, I knew you broke up, Jessie told Sophia," Warren said. Well, it was true, right?
"I figured. Listen, I need your help."
"What with?"
"I need your help coming up with a plan," Crash said. "I know some things went wrong, and I made some mistakes, but I need your help. Warren, I've got to get her back, I've just got to! And I need your help doing it."
Warren just sat down in the chair, pale, holding his head.
Chapter 117 - Between A Rock And A Hard Place
"He really wants to get back together with me?" Jessie asked incredulously.
"That's what he said," Warren confirmed. They were sitting at the table in Sophia and Warren's basement apartment. "Oh, this ought to be an interesting conversation. 'Sorry, Crash, I can't help you get back together with Jessie because Sophie and I are doing her.'"
"Tell him he can have me back when he starts lactating," Jessie giggled. "Seriously, Warren, I'm upset that you're in the middle of this, but I'm not going back with him."
"I'm just surprised that he's that vehement about getting you back," Warren said. "From what you told me, Jessie, I didn't think he'd care."
"Me either," Jessie said. She noticed Warren looking at her. She smiled at him. "Go ahead, you can ask it, I won't be offended."
"You didn't embellish how he was treating you to make us more sympathetic."
"No," Jessie smiled. "Look, it's my side of the story, and I know you need to hear his, and that's fine. But I don't think I embellished anything. If at all, I left stuff out. More background stuff, but still..."
"What do you mean?" Sophia asked.
"Well," Jessie started, "remember, freshman year I was at Umass. I didn't like classes there-too big and impersonal-but I had a fairly decent social life. Plenty of kids from Oceanview out there, and they introduced me to other people. I went to Wisconsin-Milwaukee, and I didn't know anyone. The classes are better, and that's good, but..." She sighed. "I don't know anyone. I've had trouble making friends. I'm very isolated, and my social life has boiled down to waiting for the one or two weekends every month I was going to see my boyfriend. Now I don't have a boyfriend. And the only reason I'm out there a thousand miles a
way from home is because of the boyfriend!"
"So, I have no friends out there, and the boyfriend who was the reason I went out there in the first place abandoned me. You know what? 'Lonely' would be too mild a word to describe how I've felt the last four months. 'Shattered' would be more accurate."
"Oh, Jess," Sophia said.
"You two are my rock, you really are," Jessie said. "I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't been there for me yesterday. I've been so depressed." Warren was just staring at her. "What?" she asked.
"I'm sorry, Jess. I'm just amazed at how different you are. And a little bit upset by it, too. Needy and vulnerable is new for you."
"Tell me about it," Jessie said, summoning up a wry grin. "Look, I'm still the same ol' Jess, mostly, and most of the time. I just get these weepy moments far more often than I used to. One thing I've realized is that I rely on my friends more than I ever knew. Which is a good thing-except when I can't find a friend. Believe me, it is very hard for me, Jessica the She-Devil Reidel, to admit that there are days where I just want to be taken care of. And that those days, lately, come more and more frequently."
"We'll take care of you as much as we can," Sophia smiled at her.
"I know you will," Jessie smiled. "Anyhow, I'm going to leave. Crash will be here soon. Besides which, I have to let my parents know I'm still around." She got up, gave Warren a nice long kiss, gave Sophie a nice long kiss, and headed for the door. "Call me when Crash leaves, OK?"
"Will do," Sophia told her. She left.
Sophia and Warren looked at each other for a minute after she left. Then Sophia said, "So, what are you going to do?"
"Try to talk him out of going back after her, without quite telling him why."
"Ah," Sophia said. "Do you want me here when you talk to him?"
"Completely up to you, Pookie."
"I don't know. I might kill him." Sophia sighed. "Warren, Jessie's in rough shape."
"I know."
