I looked over my shoulder, as the priest announced that we were husband and wife to see that Timothy looked like he had lost his best friend.
I grabbed a bottle of champagne in one hand and Holden in the other, while motioning for Timothy to join us down on the beach. The sun had gone down and it left behind this magical red sunset that had us all drinking and having the time of our lives.
The liquor was flowing and it was helping me see things clearly for the first time. I wanted my husband and my friend to get along. I wanted them to feel like they were both part of my family. I rolled to my side and kissed Holden, pinning him down with my hands pushing him into the sand.
I rolled off of him and found myself on top of Timothy doing the same thing. I thought that Holden would say something, but he only moved to his side to watch me, as I kissed my best friend. I was the chocolate filling in the middle of this vanilla cookie.
“I don’t know about the two of you, but I would like to take this up to our room.” I thought that I had broken Timothy’s spirit, but when I stood up, I put my hands out for the both of them. They looked at each other, but then they smiled and I had a feeling that they were OK with this scenario. “I’m not sure this will ever happen again, but for tonight, I want to have it all.” They were now standing in front of me and I placed my hands against their packages. I got a pretty good idea that they were both sporting about the same size and thickness.
I didn’t want any kind of competition and if one was bigger, I could only imagine what kind of reaction that would’ve gotten from the other. I grabbed them both by their belts and I dragged them up the stairs to the penthouse suite in this bed and breakfast. The balcony was overlooking the beach and I opened up the sliding door to see the king size bed in the middle of the room. The blood red silk sheets were complemented by a white Duvet that was now pulled open like it was welcoming us into its embrace.
“I just want to tell you, wife that this doesn’t change anything between us. I kind of find it hot that you would want to do this and with your best friend. I hope that it’s everything that you want and more. I would never deny you anything. I’m glad that I don’t find this a slight on my manhood. I actually want this to happen. I know how important Timothy is in your life and I would like to think that we can be at least friends with benefits.”
“I would like that too, Holden. I’m just not sure that sharing your wife is the answer. It’s not to say that I haven’t thought about it, but this is something a little bit different. I certainly didn’t think that we would be doing her together. I can honestly say that I’ve never tag teamed a woman, but there’s always a first time for everything.
I unbuttoned their shirts, seeing that they both liked to work out and put their bodies to the test. They saw my dark skin and the contrast to their pale white complexion was a bit jarring. I had their pants down around their ankles and both of them were standing there at complete attention and ready to go into battle. I let them watch, as I peeled back the layer of the white dress. It was essentially a wedding dress, but more something that you would see on the beach than a church.
It was short, except for the train that had now been taken care of with the sharp blades of a pair of scissors. I lifted the straps off my shoulders, watching, as their cocks bobbed up and down to the show that I was giving them. “I think it’s time for the big reveal. Trust me, you’ve both seen it before, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have some surprises up my sleeve.” When I dropped the straps, my hidden secret came out to their eager eyes. I was wearing edible underwear. I took one hand each and I drew them to the bed.
I lie there with my legs spread with each one holding one leg each and then they were moving in. until they were touching the strawberry essence. I heard them slurping and I looked down to see that they were stripping those edible panties away and consuming that delectable delight. There was no reason to stop them, after all the creamy center was where they were going to end up. I put my feet up onto the mattress, spreading my knees and letting them get better access to the goods.
“I don’t know about other women, but I think I understand why it’s better with two. You haven’t lived…oh yeah…until you have two men going down on you at the same time.” I could feel their hot breath and then their tongues begin to move in unison. One concentrated on my clit, sucking it into his mouth, until Timothy buried his oral protrusion into my body. I’d never felt anything like it and I never knew that I could be a hair trigger from going off.
That wet sloshing sound was a byproduct of my excitement. I wasn’t in love with Timothy, but I did enjoy seeing his body and playing with him was something that I could get used to.
“Honey, I would like to see you cum all over our faces. Just let yourself go and I’m sure that it won’t take all that long for you to have that orgasm. I know how much I mean to you and I know that what you said on the beach was not just platitudes. I think that deep down we know that we were meant to be together and that this issue with your visa was the perfect way to make us see what we had right in front of us.” He returned to licking circles and I found myself pushing up against them.
“We are definitely going to have to do this… AGAINNNNNNNN.” My legs were quivering and there was no denying that having them both was like a dream come true. As I was coming down from that moment, I noticed that Timothy was now between my legs and that Holden was holding my ankles wide.
“I thought that he deserved to go first. After all, I had that pleasure two days ago. Don’t worry, I plan to give you more than you can handle.” I felt Timothy bury himself in one long stroke. I don’t think that he would have done that, except that he was a little inebriated. “I love that we can do this together. You really are something special to me and to your friend Timothy.
I had their clothes off and I had their bodies and I knew that the love that I shared with Holden would forever bond us. I don’t think that I would ever fall in love with Timothy, but I think that we could make room for him in our life and in our bed. Until such time that he found somebody special, I would be more than happy to show him a good time with my husband, either watching or joining in.
He was fucking me hard and my heels were slapping up against his back, as I turned my head and found a hard on with my name on it. I slipped my lips over the crown of Holden’s cock, as he started to piston in and out of my mouth, until they had a healthy rhythm going that really did have those bedsprings working to the best of their ability.
“This is fucking amazing. I don’t think that I could ask for anything more. You’re one of my best friends, Avril and now you’re my sometime lover.” His seed blasted fourth and he pulled free, so that he could spray from my pussy all the way up to my breasts. I guess seeing that was what brought forth Holden’s own climax. He let loose and filled my mouth, although this was more explosive than the last time. Maybe seeing me with another man had tickled his fancy.
I was still tingling and the product of Timothy’s desire was now congealing on my stomach. I could feel it turning into this hard sticky mess. I would need to take a shower, but right now that was secondary. My main concern was to see if they were feeling any ill effects from doing something like this. I don’t think that I could have done this with anybody, but my best friend. I don’t think that Holden would be comfortable with me being with any other man besides Timothy. They were both going to be in my life and working side by side in both restaurants. This was what I had envisioned and I think that I could have died right now with a smile on my face.
I lie between them, touching their chests and seeing them looking at the ceiling with smiles on their faces. I don’t think that I could be happier, except that I knew now that I was probably with child. It was almost like I’d been given a gift and even though I had not confirmed it with a doctor, I was still sure that there was a life growing inside me. I knew that it was Holden’s, but I also knew that Timothy would be a part of its life.
As I closed my eyes, I put my h
and on my stomach and knew that everything was coming up roses. I loved that both of these men loved me for who I was. My weight was not an issue and being big boned was something that they both liked. What girl could have what I have? I wanted to tell myself back in the day that everything was going to be great. At least I could look back at those times as growing pains. Life was strange and it is true that it’s all about waiting. The universe has a way of giving you exactly what you want.
THE END
The Outlaw’s Mail Order Bride
Chapter 1
Billy Jameson had finally snapped. Everyone knew Billy was rowdy and as wooly as a mammoth, but this time he had gone too far. He had overstepped his bounds again and now everyone in the good town of Woodfern knew it. He was an outlaw, a rascal and a young hooligan who didn’t seem to respect anyone or anything.
“Attention!” the boy screamed, right in town center, his monstrous voice carrying just fine for a twenty-year-old ruffian.
Silas Manderson cowered, sweating, crying and saying his prayers. The old man could barely stand it. Everyone knew Billy was trouble, sure, but no one ever thought he would stoop this low. Silas clutched his hat and shifted his sloping glasses back onto his head.
“I want ya’ll to listen up,” Billy said. “I know there’s a no good son of a bitch named Silas Manderson still alive and walking around somewhere in town. I done killed all his friend. Done killed all of his horses. And now, I’m gonna kill Silas.”
Silas opened his eyes wide and gasped, trying to fit under the table inside the office so that he might escape certain death.
“ And if anyone tries to butt in or stick their head where it don’t belong, I’m gonna kill them and their horse. Got that? This here business is between Silas and I, and we’re going to settle this like men.”
Billy shot a gun up into the air and smiled. “Ohhhh, there goes another man down. I shot him down like a pigeon.” He was a rough looking but handsome young man, another one of these ruddy Jesse James-worshiping bad eggs that loved the ladies and loved raising trouble. But Silas had never seen him like this before.
Billy fired a second shot into the air, still laughing.
“And there’s another man dead. Hear that, Silas? I’m coming for you. Hey look, there’s Silas’ horse coming right now.”
Billy fired a third shot into the open air and grinned. “Damn, that horse went down like whiskey. Sorry Silas, but you called this carnage upon yourself.”
Meanwhile, Silas was cowering under the desk and trying to remain as quiet as possible. Billy made it clear that enough was enough and it was time to settle things like men. As far as he was concerned, Silas was the one who started the whole thing, waving that damn record in his face. This was the wild west, after all, deep Texas, and a man’s courage was his only real credit in a town like Woodfern.
“Well, I guess you’re going to make me hunt you down like a dog, Silas. If that’s the way it has to be, fine. But if I have to come in there…you ain’t going to like what I do to you. Got that?”
Silas shut his eyes in resignation. Maybe this really was his day of destiny. Maybe this was all she wrote. He slowly emerged from under the table, shaking off his trembling fears and determined to go out and get what was coming to him. Maybe if he stood up to Billy Jameson, the boy might spare his life. Maybe. But who knew just how crazy the little bastard was?
He was crazy all right, but not in the way Silas was thinking. Just then, a group of about five men all came out to the town center, laughing and making eye contact with Billy, continuing their rehearsal. They all sat on the dusty ground and then sprawled out, pretending they were shot dead.
Billy fired a few rounds into the air, just to make it theatrical. He took a new box of bullets out and reloaded.
A few moments later, Silas slowly walked outside the building he was hiding in, holding his hands up and facing Billy.
Billy smiled and stared him down, playing with his gun and nodding. “So…you miserable old monkey. You finally decided to come down and accept your fate?”
“Y-Yes. I have. You want to duel me. Go ahead. At least you know that I wasn’t a coward.”
Silas looked around the empty town center seeing only six men, flopped on the ground and motionless. He shook his head in revulsion—Billy had killed them all, or at least that’s what it looked like.
“You started this, you know,” Billy said.
“You owed me a debt,” he replied weakly.
“Yeah and I said I’d pay it. But Jesus, Silas. You got to make it hard for everybody don’t you? You goddamned leech. See around these parts, I have what is called good credit. I answer to one man. My daddy, the sheriff. You know my daddy, don’t you, Silas?”
“Yeah, I do,” Silas said, his sweat dripping like a well by now. “And I know your daddy would never approve of murder.”
“Who said I murdered anyone?”
“Look all around you!” Silas said, pointing to the bodies lying all over the ground. “You think Sheriff Jameson would approve of this? You’re mad, boy! Mad!”
“Maybe we’re all a little crazy, Silas,” Billy said, giving him those hyena-like eyes that he knew Silas feared. “But you ain’t going to be worrying about none of that. Now prepare to meet your maker. Walk ten paces backwards and you come out shooting. Because I don’t mess around.”
“But…I don’t got no gun,” Silas said.
“Here, use mine, ya old goose.” Billy through him a spare gun he had in his pocket.
“I…I’ve never used one before.”
“It ain’t surgery, son,” Billy said with a laugh. “You just cock it and pull the trigger. And then you come out blasting. Got it?”
“I guess I have no choice,” Silas said, looking a bit pale.
“That’s the spirit. Now you show all of Woodfern how much of a man you are.”
Billy turned around and walked, trying not to laugh, but enjoying Silas’ humiliation greatly. Silas turned and walked ten paces, trying to fumble with the gun and figure out how to use the blasted thing.
“One…two…five…” Billy said, noticing Silas speeding up at the sound of his voice. “Eight…nine…”
“Wait!” Silas screamed.
“Ten!”
Billy turned around and screamed firing his own gun like a maniac.
Silas screamed and fired back fumbling with the gun and barely pulling the trigger once…then twice…then a third time.
Silas looked around…then down to his shirt. He didn’t notice any bulletholes or open wounds. He looked back up to Billy’s face.
Billy’s expression was blank. His body went into a seizure and then fell to the ground cold.
Silas opened his mouth in alarm. “Oh my Heavens. I killed him. I…I killed the sheriff’s son…”
Sheriff Jameson had heard enough and walked down to the center of town from the barber shop just up the street.
“What’s going on?” the big-bellied sheriff asked a local housewife who was watching the fiasco from a distance.
“Sheriff Jameson,” she said, turning her face to see him. “Your son is causing a commotion again.”
“What’d he do?”
“Well, I don’t know exactly. But apparently he has Silas Manderson convinced that he’s on a killing rampage. He had six men fall down and pretend to be dead. Then he staged a duel to the death. They both fired blanks. And then Billy lost.”
The sheriff cracked a smile, and put a hand through his graying black hair. “You’d think Silas would know it was a prank in the fact that he actually won a gunfight. That fool doesn’t even know how to fire a gun.”
The sheriff walked out slowly eyeing the staged “carnage”, and shaking his head at the piles of fake dead bodies everywhere. He found Billy’s convulsing body particularly ridiculous.
“Sheriff Jameson!” Silas said, running up to him and still holding the gun.
“Silas.”
“Something terrible has happened.”
/> “Oh?”
“I killed your son.”
“Did you, now?”
“But it was an accident!” he said. “He was threatening me. I had no choice but to outdraw him.”
The sheriff stifled a bit hearty laugh. Silas sure was full of himself even in the face of death.
“Well, I guess he got what he deserved, huh?”
Sheriff Jameson walked passed Silas and three other fallen men and kicked Billy in the shoulder.
“Oww!” the lad said, rolling over and jumping to his feet.
“What the hell!” Silas screamed. “You bastard! You lying bastard!”
“You shoulda seen the look on your face,” Billy laughed, as did six of the newly “resurrected” fellows who stood up and applauded.
“Damn kids! All of ya!” Silas said with venom. “You ain’t heard the last of this. I’ll get you for this! You make a fool out of me?”
“Hell, Silas. I don’t even have to try much to make a fool out of you. You make it so damn easy.”
“You ought to be ashamed of yourself, toying with people like that,” Silas pouted. He wagged his finger and stomped off. “And you, sheriff, you let your boy get away with murder. You know that?”
The sheriff stared Silas down and sighed. “All right Silas. It’s a prank gone wrong. No sense fighting about in public.”
“A horrible prank!”
“I can’t believe you thought you had won!” Billy said.
“All right that’s enough,” the sheriff said. “Silas, go home. Billy, what in the hell are you doing?”
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