Working 2 Hard_An MFM Menage Romance

by Sierra Sparks

  “Wait, you mean the tests are no good?” I asked.

  “Oh, you’re probably pregnant, but you gotta confirm, girlfriend,” said Georgia. “Out of my three kids, the last one was a surprise. What you fellas got— It’s powerful stuff. I’ll see you later and congrats again.”

  “So we might not be pregnant?” said Davis.

  “You’d better make an appointment today,” said Trigg. “Before Davis loses his mind.”

  “Well, I was going to do that at lunch, but I guess it’s a little more urgent than I thought,” I said.

  I made an appointment with the doctor to get some tests. Fortunately, the doctor could see us during lunch.

  The boys just got swabbed. My test required blood to make sure the other test was accurate. We had at least a week before the results were in. We agreed we would just return to regular life until then, although I was still going to not drink just in case.

  For a while, things went back to normal. It was like the pregnancy scare never happened. Well, I say “scare” but it was more than that. Davis stopped over eating and Trigg stopped pitching baby names. After a week, the results came back.

  I was definitely pregnant and it was Davis’s baby.

  I was torn about keeping my job. On the one hand, staying home to raise the kid sounded good. I could completely concentrate on motherhood. Trigg and Davis made more than enough money, so why not? On the other hand, did I want to completely abandon my career? What if I got bored with being a housewife? Some women did.

  Eventually, I decided to take maternity leave and see how I felt. Worst case scenario, if I quit and did want to get a job back, I’d just start over. I was young. By the time the kid was going to middle school, I’d only be around 40. That’s not too late to start working again.

  For a moment, I had a sinking feeling. What if I raised another Stacey? If a nice guy like Wendall could do it, so could I. The kid was paramount. I had to raise a good person and whether or not I had a job too, that was extra.

  Epilogue

  Hallie

  Several weeks later, we decided to have our wedding ceremony. It wouldn’t be legal per se, but we knew who we loved so what of it? The guys rented a tropical island for a week and we had the run of the place. Friends and family that could make the trip came to a beachside ceremony. There was a resort where our guests could stay, while we could begin our honeymoon at the private villa on the other side of the island.

  My parents adored Trigg and Davis. They were always very protective of me, especially since the high school traumas. But they also gave me space. So while I was nervous about telling him of my unique romantic situation, I knew everyone would love everyone. And they did.

  After an amazing reception, we said goodbye to our guests and headed for the villa. It was the happiest day of our lives and it would only get better at night. At the doorway of the villa, Trigg and Davis carried me over the threshold and into the bedroom.

  “I love you, Davis. I love you, Trigg,” I said.

  “We love you, Hallie,” they said simultaneously.

  I laughed.

  “Did you guys practice that?” I giggled.

  “Yeah, I thought it would be funny,” said Trigg. “But I love you, Hallie.”

  “And I love you, Hallie,” added Davis.

  Davis kissed me and then Trigg kissed me.

  Slowly, we started touching with light kisses, caressing each other. We were in a poster bed with a large open window in the room that faced an empty perfect beach. An ocean breeze wafted in, making the room cool as we were about to make the bed very, very hot.

  I was wearing a white lace dress and the boys were in white suits. They took off their jackets. I sat up and Trigg unzipped the back of my dress so I could wriggle out on the bed. I took my bra off and tossed it aside. Davis opened a bottle of complimentary champagne that had been waiting for us and poured three glasses.

  “Guys, I have a bit of a surprise for you,” I announced.

  I slid off my panties and stood there completely naked. I had totally shaved my pussy. Before I always had a kind of landing strip, which I was fine with. However, for our first night as husbands and wife, I wanted to up the ante.

  “I got this amazing Brazilian wax,” I said, showing off the goods. “What do you think?”

  “Jesus Christ, that’s hot!” said Davis.

  “You like it?” I asked.

  “Oh, yeah! Right Trigg?”

  “Absolutely,” agreed Trigg. “Plus it allows for smoother tongue action.”

  “Ooo, let’s drink to that!” I said, taking my glass.

  We clinked, we drank with me taking only a small sip. We then put our glasses aside.

  Trigg started to take off his clothes, while Davis kissed me deeply and manhandled my bare ass. Trigg was now behind me, softly kissing my neck and nibbling my ears. I could feel my nipples become hard already. Davis noticed and played with them using his thumb and forefinger.

  “This is great,” I said. “The sunlight streaming in here. I’ve never done it in the sunlight.”

  “Getting a tan while fucking,” noted Davis as he took off his pants. “Could make for some interesting tan lines.”

  I giggled as I fell back on the bed and stretched my legs out. Trigg crawled up to me, completely naked, his rock hard cock bouncing as he kneed his way to me. He was like a muscular beast.

  Cupping my buttocks, he started eating my pussy. He licked and slobbered and tongued it. Oh, God, it was incredible! I laid back and simply enjoyed it. The late day sun warmed my naked body and breasts.

  Davis, now completely naked and hard, also joined us. He gently turned me on my side to face him. He now licked my pussy and clit, while Trigg parted my butt cheeks and slid his tongue between.

  “Oh, God,” he said licking his lips. “I love eating your ass.”

  “All yours baby,” I moaned. “Oh! You eat ass so good!”

  I was accustomed by this time, to having two cocks inside me. But having two tongues inside me at the same time was new and fantastic. I didn’t want it to end. I came right into Davis’s face soaking him with my warm, wet juices.

  “There it is,” he said, lapping it up.

  “Get those cocks up here,” I commanded. “I want them in my mouth now.”

  I put both of them in my mouth at the same time. It was something I had worked up to over a few weeks, stretching my cheeks. Not sure how good it was for the boys, but I wanted to show off a little.

  Trigg pulled me to all fours and started to enter me from behind. I started licking Davis’s cock and I let him fuck my mouth. They were both pumping into me at the same time. It was like a sexy fuck sandwich!

  I gagged a little on Davis’s cock as it unexpectedly went down a little further than I expected. I pulled him out and then started teasing his balls with my tongue. I put one in my mouth, sucked on it, then let it go and did the same thing to the other. I had to be careful, while Trigg was pounding me with gusto. However, the springs on the mattress were so good, the movement wasn’t immediately transferred everywhere.

  “Switch!” I ordered, turning around.

  Now it was time for me to suck Trigg. I could taste my own juices on him. Davis put it in me slow and then moved it around in a circular motion that sent me over the edge immediately. I had to take Trigg out of my mouth for a second just to acknowledge it.

  “Oh, yeah! Like that!” I said. “Holy fuck! I’m cumming! Oh! I’m cumming!”

  That was all it took to put the boys over the top. Trigg fired right into my face. His hot load was a welcome surprise. Davis grabbed me by the hair and pulled back, just as he came. I felt his hot jism bursting inside my walls, making me erupt with more orgasms. He pressed into me as deep as he could. It was a good start, but I wanted more.

  As we took a brief break, the boys poured champagne and I wiped Trigg’s cum off my cheeks and licked my fingers.

  “I have an idea,” I said seductively. “You boys want to try someth
ing different?”

  “Different?” laughed Davis, sweat running down his well-built chest. “What is it we haven’t done yet?”

  “I want both of you…” I said teasingly. “To fuck me…in the ass….at the same time!”

  “That’s going to be tight!” laughed Trigg. “You sure you’re up for that?”

  “Well, we can always stop, right? I bought this really high-end lube, so give me a stretch, boys,” I tempted.

  “I think the best way would be for one of us to be underneath and one above?” said Davis, mapping out the logistics. “You want top or bottom?”

  “Top,” said Trigg. “I can’t move when I’m on the bottom.”

  After another sip of champagne and some tropical fruit the resort gave us, we were ready to try this. I started by getting the boys warmed up.

  “Mmm, you like that?” I said, slobbering all over Davis’s shaft. “Get hard for me!”

  Davis got into position. I pulled out the bottle of lube. Trigg didn’t need much help, he was already rock hard in anticipation of what we were doing. I poured the lube all over Davis’s dick and shot a little bit up my ass for good measure. Then I lowered myself down on him, shivering the whole way.

  “Oooo-oooh!” I moaned. “Yeah, that’s good.”

  I gave Trigg a good quick suck just to be sure, while Davis fucked me from below. Then I rubbed the lube all over his manhood, wondering if my tiny hole could take this kind of pounding.

  “Are you ready?” asked Trigg.

  “Uh-huh,” I gasped, unsure.

  I rose up on Davis to make room, but my asshole was still pretty tight around him. Trigg tried to push in, but couldn’t seem to do it at first. Then Davis lifted me up and I was almost all the way off, with just his head inside me. Trigg pushed in underneath Davis’s head and found a spot to stretch in. Then they both slowly pushed in. I gasped.

  “Hoooo-ooo-oooh!” I said in surprise.

  Never before had I been stretched so far. It was a totally new sensation. Trigg and Davis were clearly enjoying it, moaning intensely. I wasn’t sure if I was enjoying it or if my asshole might not be able to take it.

  “Oh, my God! So tight!” strained Trigg. “I don’t know if I can hold back!”

  “Ahhh!” said Davis. “Holy shit!”

  I gently started rocking up and down. The lube definitely helped and I was starting to get into it. Then Trigg came and almost immediately so did Davis. Their hot loads put me over the edge and I started flicking my clit.

  “Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!” I gasped. “Uhhhhnnnn!”

  I gushed out of my pussy. Trigg pulled out and then I pulled off of Davis.

  “Fuck me,” I said in amazement. “I don’t think I’ll be able to sit on anything the rest of the trip.”

  “That was intense,” said Tripp. “I would totally want to do that again.”

  “Yeah, I agree,” said Davis. “Maybe you should work up to two of us next time, though.”

  “It felt good, but it also felt weird,” I admitted. “I was almost a little scared..”

  We laid back on the bed and watched the waves roll in.

  “This is so great,” I said. “Can you believe that people had to hide this kind of love from the rest of the world not long ago?”

  “Yeah, I’m glad we don’t have to sneak around anymore,” said Trigg. “I got into some awkward conversations at the hotel.”

  “With who?” I asked.

  “The guys who do the valet parking,” he explained. “They were checking you out and I asked me if I was with you.”

  “The valet guys are perceptive,” noted Davis. “They like to size up couples coming into the hotel and figure out what their status is. Their record is better than fifty percent.”

  “Jeez, it’s a good thing I didn’t valet park,” I said. “Why did you tell them anything?”

  “It wasn’t on purpose, I was just having an innocent conversation,” explained Trigg. “But then they mentioned Davis and they saw you and Davis together, so they were like, Why are you letting Davis get with your girl? Then I had to explain we were sharing you.”

  “The valets knew the whole time we were together?!” I said in disbelief. “What if they talked to Stacey?”

  “Nah,” Trigg assured me.

  “You guys are like the worst secret keepers,” I laughed. “Did you tell anyone, Davis?”

  “Well, I kind of got into the same conversation with the landscape guys,” he admitted.

  “What? What did you tell them?” I demanded.

  “That Trigg and I were having sex with you,” he said. “But don’t worry, most of them barely speak English, so I don’t know if it even translated.”

  “You guys bragged all over the hotel that we were having sex? How did Stacey not figure it out?”

  “What can we say?” shrugged Trigg. “You’re super hot, we had to tell somebody.”

  “Okay, well, that’s an excuse I can totally accept and enjoy,” I said, finally agreeing.

  We fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was the greatest week of my life, spending it with the two men I love in a tropical paradise with the baby inside of me, promising a glorious future together.

  THE END

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  Sneak Peek Excerpt of Double Down

  If you liked Working 2 Hard, you’ll love my other recent release, Double Down! Keep reading for a little sneak preview!

  Chapter 1 - Faith

  It had started out as a great Sunday. The weather was nice, and I was finally on top of my college work and my work for the internship. Working at an IT company has always been my dream and the internship was like the first step in that dream. The company was on solid ground and there was lots of opportunity there. My supervisor was already making noise about me working there after college.

  But I had been so busy lately I had tuned out the rest of the family. You know how it is. You’re in your twenties, balancing work, school and an active social life--- Who has time to check up on mom and dad, right? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love them dearly, but I was just tuned out. I had been looking forward to catching up at church, but when I got there it was just mom and the rest of the kids: Angelica (17), Joseph (10), Maria (8), Christie (7) and Peter (5).

  Mom looked upset and urged Angelica to take the rest of my brothers and sisters inside to get us a pew.

  “Where’s dad?” I asked.

  “He can’t come,” she said sadly. “Faith, his illness--- It has taken a turn for the worst, I’m afraid.”

  “But, I thought the doctors said he was responding to treatment. He was getting better!” I stood frozen to the ground, my body suddenly feeling heavy.

  “He was, when you saw him last week,” she said. “We were all hopeful, but by Tuesday he was in pain again. He cannot go back to work, Faith. The family is in trouble.”

  “Wait, trouble? What trouble?”

  “The house,” she explained through teeth clenched in frustration. “If your father does not work, we will lose the house. We need you to work now. It’s the only way.”

  “B-b-but my classes--- The internship---“

  I backed away from her a few feet putting my back up against the wall of the church. I wanted to run away.

  “You’ll have to quit college for now, but you can go back. People do that. As for your internship, well, you weren’t getting paid anyway,” she dismissed. “Who cares?”

  “Mom, I told you, that’s not what it’s for. It’s for the experience! It’s so they hire you after you get out of college!”

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p; “Pff! And meanwhile you’re nothing but a slave! Quit! This is good! I did not like you working for free!”

  My mother was raised an old school Catholic. She was very traditional and sometimes didn’t grasp modern concepts. One of these concepts was internships. She had convinced herself that I was somehow being exploited by the company to work for free and no matter how many times I explained that wasn’t the case, she’d somehow talk herself back into that position.

  “Mom! That’s not what it is!” I insisted, my hands clenching into small fists. “It’s for experience and connections so I can move up in the corporate world!”

  “You work hard, you move up. What else is there?” she dismissed me again.

  “You don’t understand---“

  “I understand that we need money,” she said getting right up into my face. Her breath was hot on my cheeks and her eyes were stern with accusation. “Do you want us to lose the house? The house that we raised you in? Your poor father!”

  “I’m not saying that--- Maybe there’s another way---“

  “There is no other way! What do you think? Money will just come to you? This is real life! It is hard! You work!”

  “But college---“

  “Anyone can go to college. You’ll go back.”

  “No! I’ll lose my scholarship!”

  “Ah, they’ll give you another one. You’re smart,” she assured me, patting my cheek with one of her small hands. “You worry too much. Come on. Mass is starting.”

  I went inside the church. There was no sense talking to my mother now. When she decided a conversation was over, that was it--- It was over. I could tell she was angry and disgusted with me. So what’s new? When I did what she wanted immediately everything was fine, if I balked even in the slightest at a request I was the worst human being to ever walk God’s green earth. It was all or nothing with my mother. That was her personality.

  Sitting in the wooden pew next to my sister, Angelica, I picked up a hymnal and pretended to follow along with everyone else. When I was a kid, I used to follow along quite closely to the Mass, wondering how the adults did it. Now I knew what adults did at church--- Think about anything other than God.