Triple Threat

by Bella Jeanisse

  He looked down at me. “I guess you want it again, huh?”

  “Now!” I demanded.

  “I love how much you’ve changed. Should I pick you up or bend you over?”

  “Whatever you want.”

  He turned me away from him. “Put your hands up on the wall and bring your butt back to me.” He put his hands on my hips and helped me get into a good position.

  I got just a little nervous as I put my hands on the wall. The last time we did something like that, he hit my cervix.

  “Relax, baby. I know how far I can go in now. I won’t hurt you.” He glided his fingertips down my back and over my ass. “I love you so much,” he whispered almost too quiet to hear, making me wonder if he still wanted more from our relationship.

  I soon felt him pierce my pussy, driving in slowly. That helped me forget about his words and my fear of pain. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

  “I used to fantasize about fucking you in the shower,” I admitted.

  “Glad to make it come true, baby. I’ll make them all come true if you let me.” Then he took hold of my waist around my tattoo and started to thrust, still slowly. “You always make me feel so good.”

  I sighed loving the sensations he was creating within me. He increased his speed gradually and controlled his depth well. As soon as he was moving pretty fast, I began moaning loudly.

  “Come on, baby. I feel it. Let it out!”

  He started thrusting harder. I screamed in pure bliss. “Chad! Oh, God!” I tensed all over as I shook fiercely inside for minutes on end.

  “Let go, or I’ll cum!” Chad shouted, gripping my body hard. But I couldn’t. “Oh, Crystal!” he cried out within seconds.

  Then I felt his release coming up his shaft. I loved that.

  Chad’s hands moved up my body, caressing my skin. “I never came so fast before.” Then he pulled out, turned me around and held me closer. “I love you more than ever.”

  “I know,” I said almost silently.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Two weeks later, we played at a popular bar in Wilmington, Delaware. It was crowded there, which meant we were finally becoming popular as well. While we were doing “You’re Mine,” Rosario kept putting his arm around me, as if the song was about me and him. I hated when he did that, but it got a lot of catcalls.

  During the part in the song clearly about having sex, he got behind me and grunted as he bumped me with his hips. That caused everyone to cheer for him. I heard one guy scream, “Fuck her!” So Rosario lifted the back of my short skirt, exposing my lacy red panties and leaned against me. I knew he wouldn’t do anything, but didn’t like it.

  “Stop it!” I yelled at him. I could feel his stiff cock against my back.

  He whispered, “You know I wanna fuck you.” Then he grabbed my hips and simulated screwing me, pushing his hard-on up against my ass several times.

  “Cut it out!” Chad shouted.

  Giovanni screamed. “Get off her!”

  Rosario quickly dropped my skirt and stepped away. I brushed it off as something we did for the band and let it go. Rosario did things like that sometimes, but had never gone so far before. I turned to see Giovanni, who looked furious. He couldn’t stand when his brother put his hands on me. I loved that about him.

  Our last song was one Rosario wrote called, “OO-RAH!” It was about the Marines and how our freedom is owed to their work. He got the audience to shout the chorus with him every time. He jumped around all the time and was a lot of fun to watch. It was amazing how much he loved performing.

  When the song was over, two girls jumped into Rosario’s arms. He gave them each a kiss on the lips. He never let a fan down if they were female. Soon after, he left with both of them. I shook my head hoping they weren’t going to him and Giovanni’s place. That wasn’t fair.

  As Mark and Phil broke down our equipment, Chad and Giovanni were talking to a few girls. As usual, I sat on the edge of the stage selling our newest demo, which Chad’s friend recorded for us. I could always sell more than Rosario, who typically started kissing girls instead.

  I talked to a few fans while I sat there. I also let the guys kiss me and thanked them for coming. One guy asked if he could take a picture of us together, and I agreed.

  A few of them relayed how hot the new pictures were on our website. That made me smile. It had worked. The website had gotten 10 times the amount of viewers just one day after posting them. And Chad used a picture of me in his favorite blue bra and panty set as the demo cover, which helped sales also.

  There was another guy standing a few feet away. When I was alone, he came up to me. “Is this Chad’s bed you’re in?” He pointed to the CD cover.

  “Yeah, he’s my best friend.”

  “So, I guess you let them all fuck you, huh?”

  “No. What’re you talking about?”

  “Come on, ‘Triple Threat’? I’m not stupid. So, if you went out with me, I’d have to share you with them?”

  “I don’t sleep with all of them!”

  “Chad’s hands were all over you in that picture on your website. Rosario almost fucked you right in front of everyone.” He grabbed me by the arms. “Let me take you in the back and make you forget them all. When I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to do you again.”

  I tried to pull away from him. “Let go!”

  “Not until you at least show me what was under Chad’s hands.” He dropped one of my arms and pulled at my blouse.

  I yanked my body away from him and two buttons popped off my top. My bra was exposed. I kicked him, but only hit him on the leg. He grabbed my blouse again, so I slapped him. He roughly pulled me off the stage by the arm.

  “What’s your problem?” I yelled. “Get the hell off me! Chad!” I pulled away from him, but he held on and my sleeve tore.

  Then suddenly, Chad and Giovanni were at my side. “Hands off!” Chad shouted as he punched the guy, knocking him down.

  Giovanni took me into his arms. “Are you OK?” he asked. “I’m sorry we didn’t see you needed us right away.”

  I heard, “You again?” I looked up and the bouncer from the door had grabbed the guy who was bothering me. The bouncer snapped, “I told you to stop harassing the girls!”

  Then Chad came back to us. “Baby, did he hurt you?”

  “No.” I looked up at him.

  He touched my back. “He won’t bother you again.”

  I didn’t want Giovanni to let me go. I lay my head on his chest hoping we could stay that way. He stroked my hair and whispered, “Do you want me to go home with you?” He kissed my forehead.

  “That would be nice,” I softly replied.

  The bouncer soon came back to us. “I won’t let him in again, Crystal.” I looked up at him, surprised he knew my name. Wow, he was as tall as Chad. He was pretty handsome too, with blonde hair and a nice smile.

  “Thanks,” I replied as I let Giovanni go and gave the bouncer a hug.

  He smiled again when I backed away. “You have some aggressive fans. Are you really OK?”

  “I got her. Thanks for tossing the asshole,” Giovanni said as he pulled me to him. I clutched the front of my blouse when the sudden movement blew it open.

  The bouncer looked at me. “I’m Noah. Glad to help out.” He put his hand out to Giovanni who shook it. “You guys are a great band. The best I seen around here.”

  “Thanks again, man.” Giovanni started to walk away, taking me with him.

  “Wait,” Noah called out. He came to us, picked up my hand and kissed it. “Nice to meet you, Crystal. Maybe we’ll meet again.”

  I was shocked that he was sweet, also. “Yeah, maybe.”

  “Great,” Giovanni muttered under his breath. “We gotta go, Noah.” Then he tugged me to the back room.

  Chad grabbed me from Giovanni then put his arms around me. “Baby, stay at my house tonight. I don’t want you to be alone.”

  I heard Giovanni huff, then saw him walk away.
r />   “He tore your blouse, that son of a bitch!” Chad growled as he looked me over.

  I knew if I went home with Chad, we would wind up having sex, because we did every night I stayed there. I was just a little shook up by the incident and really didn’t want to do that. Giovanni wouldn’t expect anything from me.

  I looked up at Chad. “I’m a big girl. I’ll be OK at home.”

  “No, baby. You can’t be alone all night.” He held me close again. “You’re gonna have a nightmare. I know you.”

  When we got back to Chad’s house, I waited while the guys unloaded our stuff, holding my blouse closed. Both Chad and Giovanni looked at me a few times. I felt torn between them, like I had so many times.

  Just before they were done, Chad’s phone rang. “You gotta be kidding. Now?” He looked at it and then at me with sad eyes. “I’m sorry, baby. I gotta go. They need to replace that fucking server.”

  “It’s OK. I told you I’ll be fine alone.” Then I looked at Giovanni and winked at him, hoping he understood.

  As soon as Chad was gone, Giovanni came up behind me and whispered. “So you want me to go home with you, right?”

  I took a deep breath trying not to get excited then leaned my head back on his chest. “Yeah, please.”

  His hands were suddenly on my hips. “I’ll keep you safe. Come with me to my place. I wanna get some clothes.”

  As soon as we got to his door, we both looked at each other and laughed. We could hear loud moaning coming from the apartment.

  “Rosario, I assume.” I snickered.

  Giovanni sighed. “Yeah, it’s not usually this loud.”

  When Giovanni had the door opened, we were both surprised. There was a blonde girl sitting on the couch naked, sucking the nipple of a bare brunette who was bent over the couch. Rosario was behind her, fucking her real hard and grunting.

  The brunette was the one making most of the noise. It sounded like Rosario was really good. I felt bad for the blonde until I saw that the brunette had her fingers in her pussy. They didn’t even seem to care we were in the room.

  My mouth dropped mostly at seeing Rosario naked. He almost looked like a thinner version of Chad, but he was still not my type.

  He looked up at me and smiled. “You guys can join us if you want.” He pulled out of the girl so I could see his condom-covered cock, which looked like it was over eight inches long. “Crystal, like what you see?”

  I bit my lip, wishing that would get Giovanni to be with me, but I knew better.

  “Get the fuck outta here. You ain’t touching her again,” Giovanni responded to his brother. He pulled me quickly into his room and closed the door. “If you didn’t need me, I would’ve come over anyway.”

  I smiled, imagining it was me, Giovanni and Chad having a threesome. I thought of that often. I wondered how we could do it on the couch. Maybe I could ride Giovanni and suck Chad’s cock. Or I could lay on Chad and let Giovanni come at me from behind. Or Giovanni could…

  “One day, I’m gonna get him back for this.”

  I sighed as my daydream faded away. “How you gonna do that?”

  “I don’t know. Maybe you could fake it with me one night. You know, let him think I’m fucking you. He’d be so jealous. But you would have to get real loud, OK?”

  I was always real loud. Then I thought that it might be a way to get Giovanni to touch me or even go out with me. Or maybe it would get him to really sleep with me if I played along.

  “I’m sorry. Is that stepping over the line?” Giovanni looked upset. “I… I wasn’t serious.”

  I groaned quietly, disappointed. “I’d do it for you. I’ve never faked it before, but I could use my imagination.” I lay down on his bed with my legs spread apart and let my blouse fall open. “You wanna do it now?”

  “Uh…” He looked nervous. “Um… maybe.” He came close to the bed, and touched my thigh. Then the noise from the next room got louder. “Forget it. Maybe another day. Let’s get outta here.”

  When we stepped into the living room, we could see the blonde sucking Rosario’s cock while he had a girls’ pussy in each hand. He was moaning louder than the girls. I was amazed he could keep any sort of rhythm going.

  “This is nasty. Come on!” Giovanni started pulling me out the door as fast as he could. Once he had closed the apartment door behind him, he took my hands in his. “I’m so sorry you had to see that. He usually does that in his room. I guess I ain’t touching that couch again.”

  Once in my apartment, I took off my torn blouse and threw it away. When I walked into my room where Giovanni was, he stared at me with his mouth agape for a while. Then he looked away.

  “What?” I asked.

  “I can see so much of you.”

  “Oh,” I quickly grabbed pajamas and left the room. Then I said to him from the bathroom, “I’m sorry.”

  When I got back, he was only wearing pajama bottoms. I looked him over. Wow. His body was amazing. I wanted so badly to run my hands over his muscles and tell him I wanted him. But that wasn’t going to happen. I wanted more than that from him. Right?

  He lay down on my bed first. I noticed how comfortable he was doing that. I was happy about it. I hoped one day we would be together and sleep in the same bed every night.

  “Come lay down,” he said to me.

  That made me smile again. I wondered if he felt something for me. He was always so nice and I knew he cared about me. Then I worried it was just a sexual attraction he felt. I sighed and got up on the bed.

  “Did what happened at the club bother you a lot?” he asked.

  “Rosario was just kidding around.”

  “No, I mean the guy who tore your shirt.”

  “I’m just really pissed at that guy for saying what he did.”

  “What did he say?”

  “He thought I was fucking the three of you.” I looked up at him. “Then he said he wanted to take me in the back and… and…” I started to get upset.

  All of a sudden, Giovanni sat up and took me in his arms. “I’m right here. We wouldn’t have let him take you anywhere.”

  I put my arms around him and cried. I hated that feeling, but he made it OK. I needed to get over it quickly. The guy wasn’t really trying to hurt me. He just got a little forceful. But I was fine, nothing had happened.

  “It’s OK to cry. Just let it out. I’ll be here all night for you.” After a while, he lay down with me, holding me face to face.

  I awoke in the night, from a dream that scared me, but I couldn’t remember what it was about. I forced myself not to cry, but I was shaking. I was so happy Giovanni was still holding me.

  “You OK?” he whispered.

  I grabbed him tightly. “It was just a dream.”

  “I’m here.” He ran his fingers through my hair. Then he kissed my lips.

  I closed my eyes, wishing he would kiss me like Chad did. I thought about starting it, to see what he did, but I was still trembling from the dream. He probably just kissed me to make me feel better, nothing more. It took a while, but I fell back to sleep.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  When I woke up again, Giovanni was still asleep. I ran my hand over his arm. I liked the way his muscles felt. Then I slid my hand up his leg, it felt so strong. I glided my hand over his firm ass. He had such an awesome body.

  Then I felt bad I was doing it as he slept. I put my arm back over his side and pressed my body against his. During the night, I had woken up from a second nightmare and he soothed me back to sleep easily, which had made me feel closer to him.

  I looked up at him and caressed his cheek. He had so many amazing qualities and we got along great. I realized I felt so much more for him than I thought. I was willing to do anything for him, even fake sex to get back at his brother. I ran my fingers through his hair while wishing he felt the same.

  I had to be falling for him. There was no other explanation. I thought of him night and day, sometimes even when I was in bed with Chad. I had imagined
more than once during our lovemaking that Chad was Giovanni. And every time he and I went out alone, he made me feel special, even without holding hands.

  Suddenly, I felt Giovanni’s hand move down my back and over my ass. He grabbed it hard. I smiled, thinking it was payback for what I did to him. Then his hand moved under my top and up my back.

  “You feel so good,” he said.

  He rolled on top of me and started kissing me deeply as he caressed my right breast over my pajamas. I closed my eyes, getting lost in it, eager to take it further. I ran my hands over his bare back as he began teasing me with his tongue.

  I sighed when he shifted his body and his stiff cock was against my leg. I was so into it, I opened my legs and his hips slid between mine. I whispered. “Giovanni, I want you.”

  He put his hands under my shoulders and started rubbing his rigid cock over me as he moaned, making it all worse. I could feel my panties getting wetter after each stroke.

  “Please, stop teasing me,” I begged him. “Just do it already.” I didn’t know how long I could take it.

  “Oh, shit!” he shouted as he woke up. Then he got off me fast and put his hands over his face. “I’m so sorry.”

  I smiled, thinking about how good his cock felt. “Relax, it’s OK.” I put an arm around him and lay my head on his chest. I wanted to say, “Just fuck me already.” But I couldn’t.

  “Really?” He looked down at me put his hands on my back.

  I sighed. “You were dreaming. It’s no big deal.”

  “I’m sorry. I was having a dream about… Oh, damn. I can’t tell you.” I felt his breathing get quicker.

  I looked up at him. I knew what he had been dreaming of, but not with whom. “Was it that good?” I wanted badly to put my hand over his cock, but I was afraid that would scare him off.

  “You have no idea.”

  “So tell me,” I encouraged him.

  His face turned bright red, which made me think the dream was about me. I got happy for a minute, then realized he was in bed with me. Who else would he dream about?