Amy’s Tale, Chapter 5
I woke up to the kind of sight a man could get used to, that of two of my favorite people in the world laying on each side of me. Despite our amorous activities last night, somehow, with the power of youth, I supposed, I was sporting my typical morning wood.
I felt Jen grab my cock. I looked over at her, and she winked at me. Right then, I felt another hand on my cock, and I glanced over at Ann. She was so beautiful. She looked like a forest nymph out of a story. I don’t know what it was, but right then, I wanted her more than almost anything.
“Someone seems really excited this morning.” Ann said.
“He’s probably remembering what he did last night.” I replied.
Both girls giggled. I glanced over at the clock. 5:58. Shit. Amy would be here any time for our standing 6 AM run. I groaned, Jen glancing at the clock.
“Have fun on your run, sweetie.” She said as I stood up. Ann moved into Jen’s arms as I started pulling on a pair of running shorts and a tee shirt. They looked like angels right then, and I felt a warmth in my heart. I actually felt emotion hit me right then, and I almost cried. I have no idea where this was coming from right now, but I needed to be ready to go. I was kind of surprised Amy wasn’t hear right now. She was never late.
I was pulling on my first shoe when she came in.
“Hi.” she said.
“Hi. Almost ready. Give me a sec.” I pulled on my other shoe, and took a swig of Jen’s mouthwash as we walked out the door, spitting it into a bush when we hit the Quad.
“Let’s go.” she said, and we were off.
Two miles in, she was ready. “I love you.” She said.
“I love you too.” I told her.
“I think I love Fiona.”
“Ah. I’m happy for you. Where does that leave us?”
Amy was silent for a few minutes. “I want us to all be together. I love you, and I love Fiona. I want you both.”
“Then what’s the issue?” I asked.
“I checked out a few books on this type of relationship from the library…”
I cut her off with “This is an actual type of relationship? I’m kind of surprised.”
“Are you stupid? Yeah, I’m the first person in the entire history of mankind to be in love with two people of different sexes, and wanted to have a relationship.”
“Damn, sorry! I was just surprised.”
“No, I shouldn’t have snapped. I’m just really tense right now. Worried. Strung out, really.”
I stopped. Amy stopped. “Why? It’s OK.”
Amy burst into tears. Hard tears, and was in my arms. “It’s not OK. I love you both, and I might lose you both!”
I sighed. “It’s OK. I told you before, it’s fine. I’m willing to share you with Fiona.”
Amy was struggling to pull it together. “It’s not that simple. Everything I’ve read says that for a relationship of this type to be successful, it needs to be a true three way relationship, because otherwise jealousy will kill it.”
“Amy, I promise you, I will be fine no matter what happens. I’m willing to try and make this work. Really.”
“Fiona wanted to talk to you when we get back. I don’t have a clue what she’s going to say or do. What if she wants you to leave so she can have me all to herself?”
I felt tears forming in my eyes. “Then I’ll cross that Rubicon when we get to it. Right now, you should be pretty fucking happy you’re in love with two different people, both of which love you back. The odds have to be pretty low on that.”
“You are way to nice to me. Most other people would have dumped me by now.”
“I am not most people. I promise I’ll talk to her when we get back, and I will do my best to figure out a way to share you. And if Fiona makes it a me or her thing, I’ll talk to you about it, and we’ll figure it out. No hard feelings. Yeah, it’s going to hurt, but I just want you to be happy, and I’m not going to stand in your way. When you’re old and wrinkled, and if we’re not together any more, I want you to remember me and only have good memories. I tell myself the same thing about you.”
And just like that, she was in my arms, kissing me. We finished our run, not really talking a lot after that. I could tell she was wound up, her overactive brain locked on our relationship. I didn’t want to remind her we had a party to go to tonight. Ugh. If Amy and I were going to be done, I told myself I was still going to go with Jen, since I needed to meet with her professor. Damn, life could be complicated.
We got back to the room, and I went to take a shower. I stood under the hot water way longer than I usually do, lost in my own head. I had no idea where any of this was going. My life was out of freaking control. How did I go from having the best sex of my life to potentially being alone after this? No way I could keep seeing Jen and Ann if Amy and I broke up. Which really sucked. Which was really the sucky cherry on the sucky sundae. I tried to bring myself out of my spiral. It’s fine. Get control. I talk to Fiona, and it’ll either end well or it won’t. Why worry right now? And if it ends badly… STOP! Damn. Control could be hard.
I knocked on Fiona and Ann’s door. canlı bahis Fiona let me in, and it was clear she’d been crying. Great.
We exchanged pleasantries for a few seconds, and then she said, “Amy told you we’re in love.”
“She did. She’s freaking out.”
“I am too.”
“Why?”
“Don’t you hate me?”
I gasped. Didn’t see that coming, but again, I’m not the brightest bulb in the drawer, if that makes the point more clear. “No I don’t hate you. You’ve been nothing but nice to me.”
“But Amy’s in love with me now.”
“She’s still in love with me. It doesn’t bother me she’s in love with you. You’re a woman, not a man. If you were a man, it’d be different, at least to me.”
Fiona was silent for a few moments. “Really? How do you not hate me?”
“Because, first, I love Amy. If you haven’t noticed, she’s very free with her emotions and her sexuality. She loves really hard, and when she discovered she was bisexual, she just came right out and told me, and we discussed it, and I told her it was fine. We’d find our way through it, if she wanted. Again, if you were a man, it’d be much harder, as I’d be comparing myself to you, wondering what you had that I didn’t, that sort of thing. But you’re a woman. You’re filling a need with her I’ll never be able to fill. You make her happy in ways I can’t make her happy. So I’m Ok with it. And second, like I said before, I like you. I feel like we can get along. If you’re willing to make an effort with me.”
Again, Fiona is quiet. “So the three of us would be a couple?”
“Why not? I mean, if you’re OK to share Amy with me. I’m OK sharing with you. No way I could ever satisfy her by myself anyway.” I laughed.
“I’ve never been with a man before.” she whispered at me.
“We don’t have to be together. We can just be… together, if you know what I mean.”
“You’re the first man I’ve ever liked. When I asked you to stay last night, part of it was because you were Amy’s boyfriend, and I knew if I asked you to go, Amy wouldn’t have liked it, but part of me wanted you to stay and see me Amy together.”
“You’re wrong about Amy. She would have stayed and been with you, even if you’d asked me to leave.”
“Really?”
“Amy sort of loves with her whole being. When she told me she had feelings for you, she was basically asking for my approval to go after you, and I’m sure you know by now, she gets what she wants.”
Fiona almost looks like she’s going to cry. “Hey.” I said. “It’s fine. We’re good. Really. No ill will. However, we need to talk about Amy. She’s a wreck.”
“Well, so am I.”
I laugh. “I don’t mean to laugh. It’s just crazy. I told Amy no matter how this works out, she should take a minute to be thankful. She has not only one but two people who are madly in love with her, and would do anything to be with her. How rare is that? I told her even if my time with her has to end, I’d be OK with it. I told her I wanted her to be happy, and whatever it took, I’d be OK with. I just wanted her to remember me fondly, not as a guy who tried to wreck a relationship.”
Fiona is on the edge. I can see it. “What do you want?” I ask her.
“Amy loves you. I really don’t want to wreck that.”
“Then don’t.”
“Like it’s that easy!”
“It is that easy. Why can’t we share her?”
“I told you, we can both be with her, without us being together.”
“Amy told me she wants me to love you as much as she loves me.”
My turn to be quiet for a few. “Maybe one day we will both feel that way.”
“I want you to kiss me. I’ve never had feelings for a man before. I need to know if I ever could. I feel… like I could have feeling for you. That first time you told me I looked nice, my heart felt… like I could have feelings for you. Could you ever have feelings for me?”
“Fiona, you are insanely attractive. Of course I could have feelings for you. You have to understand, up until Amy told me how she felt about you, I’ve tried to keep every feeling I’ve ever had like that pushed down.”
“You had sex with Ann and Jen last night!”
“I did, but I don’t love them like I love Amy. That was sex, and sex is very different from love.” My mind was asking stupid questions now. Was I in love with Jen too? Not the time brain, not the time.
While my brain was pondering that question, Fiona kissed me. Her lips were soft, her arms around me, and it was great. I kissed her like I needed to kiss the woman who loved my Amy. Our tongues found each other, and we stayed that way, kissing for several minutes, until she pulled out of my grasp.
“Be gentle with me.” She whispered, and pulled me over to her bed. She pulled her oversized sweats off and was naked underneath. She was so damn beautiful. I stripped down as quick as I could and reclined next to her. I kissed her again, our hands taking their time exploring. I need to fight my urges and let her set the pace. After a few minutes, I rolled over on my back, and tugged her on top of me. I felt her get up on her knees and kiss me. I fought every urge I had and popüler bahis let my fingertips trail gently over her body, eventually going to her incredible tits. I played with her nipples, rolling them between my fingers and thumb. She bit me on the side of my neck, then ran her tongue along it. Damn.
I could hear her moaning now, my gentle teasing working. She arched her back, and I felt her against my hard cock. I kept working her breasts, gently kneading them, then moving back to her nipples. I felt Fiona bite my nipple. I gasped. That was unexpected! I felt her tongue swirl around it. It felt so good. My cock was trembling slightly now, anticipation driving me crazy.
I grabbed her wrists and rolled us both over, getting on top of her. I kissed her, and she kissed me back. I moved down her chest and licked her nipples, then started using my teeth on them. I felt her nails rake over my back, and one of her legs wrapped around me. Control. Control. I told myself. I licked my way down her body, trailing kisses down to her perfect little black triangle of hair. It was so attractive to me. I licked it, and I could taste some of her scent in it. I felt her hands in my hair now, and I kissed my way down to her slit, and started licking her, gently, paying attention to the skin around her pussy and especially around her clit, driving her wild. her legs were up now, and I drove my tongue deep inside her, tasting her. I wanted her bad now. I started working on her in earnest now, licking her gently, then slowly, gently, easy, licking her clit. Just the barest of touches. Not hard. Not yet. I needed to get her there.
I kept at it. There was nothing else. I put every ounce of focus I had into her pleasure, licking her, sucking gently on her. I kept my fingers out of her. I wanted to use them, but I knew they would scare her. I kept licking for what seemed like forever, but it was only a few minutes. I felt an orgasm start building in her, and I was determined that this was going to be the first of as many as I could possibly give her. The stakes were high. I needed Fiona to be my partner here, and I needed to show her I could pleasure her just like Amy.
I sucked hard on her clit this time, pushing my tongue against it and swirling it around. She practically exploded against me. I kept licking, harder now, my tongue plowing her slit, then moving to her clit. She kept coming, and shaking. I kept going, trying to prolong her orgasm as long as I could. She was shaking hard now, and she pushed me back. I pulled away immediately. I wanted her to know she was in control, not me. She pulled me up to her and kissed me, then started licking herself off my face.
“Thank you.” She was shaking with emotion.
“I looked into her eyes. “You’re welcome. Can I do more? Want to keep going?”
Without saying a word, staring into my eyes, she kicked her heels into my ass and pulled me into her. My cock slid inside her. I stopped as soon as I could, my cock halfway in. I was on edge already.
“Are you OK? It doesn’t hurt?” I croaked out. It was taking every single iota of self restraint not to slam myself into her right now. She was gloriously tight, wet, and hot. She felt like a velvet glove gripping me.
“No. It’s OK. Be easy though. You feel huge.”
There’s something every guy wants to hear. I slid all the way in, being careful to watch for pain. There was none.
I kissed her. She kissed me back. I started to fuck her. Slowly, gently. I pulled out right unto the point where my head was popping out, then stroked back inside her, going as deep as I could. The whole time, we were staring into each other’s eyes. It was the most erotic, sensual thing I’d ever felt. I kept stroking in and out of her, making sure to not go too fast. She felt incredible, and I told her that. She smiled. You feel amazing. I’m going to come! I’ve never come like this before. Please, faster!”
I started pumping away, gradually gaining speed. She was moaning now, arching her back, but she kept staring at me. I stared back. I felt like we were connected in a way I’d never connected with anyone before. “We’re totally fucking, aren’t we?” she asked me.
“Yes. I’m fucking you, and you’re fucking me.”
“You feel incredible.”
“So do you.”
She smiled at me then. “I wish Amy was watching us fuck.”
“She can. We can call her and make her watch. Does that excite you?”
“Oh God yes! I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
“This is just me and you now. We’ll have plenty of time to have fun with Amy later, but I want you to come with me again. “
Fiona closes her eyes, and whispers, fuck me until I come, then come deep inside me. I want to feel it. I want to feel you come deep inside me. I need you to come in me.”
I start stroking faster again, this time, I’m pumping away. There’s almost no control now, The only control I have left is not slamming into her so hard I leave bruises. I try to stop, and manage to slow enough to get some control back and I stop. Fiona is grunting. “Why are you stopping?”
“Turn güvenilir bahis siteleri over.” I tell her. I help her roll over into doggy position, and drive my cock deep inside her again.
“Arch your back. Then start rubbing your clit. Start slow.” I tell her. I start stroking into her. Deep and slow. I love this position. I feel Fiona start rubbing her clit. It seems like mere seconds, and she’s coming again. Hard. She starts shaking, and her pussy has my cock like a vice. I feel like she’s going to snap me in half. I have to stop. She pushes herself forward, pulling off of me, falling forward onto the bed, shaking again in the aftermath of another powerful orgasm.
I lay down next to her, and she rolls over and kisses me.
“Incredible.” She says.
“I know you are.” I agree, bringing a smile to her face. She starts tracing her fingertip along my jawline, then around my face. “Did I make your first time OK?”
“You’re not done.” she states.
“I know. But this wasn’t about me, it was about you. We can always go later. That is, if you still want to be in a relationship with me and Amy.”
“I was so scared. So scared. I just knew you were going to make her choose.”
“Hey, stop! It’s OK. I would have never done that, and now you know! We can all be together.”
“We can all be together. I can’t believe I’m in a relationship with a man.”
“A man you just fucked.”
“Well, sort of. You didn’t finish.”
“I will, eventually. If you’re OK with it.”
She laughs. “I never in a million years would have thought this, but yes, I was with a man, and I loved it.”
“So I passed?”
“You were so good. So gentle. All I can think about is laying in bed with both you and Amy now. Things are going to be crazy.”
“Well, I certainly hope so. Especially since I’m sure there will be times Amy is off with other people, and we’ll be on our own. It’s nicer to be with someone who understands, right?”
I can see that she does. “Yes. Let’s promise that when she’s like that, we’ll always be together and share each other. I’ll feel better if you’re always with me.”
“I promise. I wish you’d been with me last night with Jen and Amy. It was incredible.”
“I had a pretty great night with Amy. Wish you’d been there.”
“Next time?”
“Next time.”
We laid there in bed, both of us probably missing classes, unaware of the time. I felt like I’d lost a hundred pound weight I’d been carrying.
I heard a key in the lock, and a few seconds later, Amy came in.
“Well, I guess I have my answer.”
Fiona and I laughed. “Yes, you have your answer, world’s luckiest woman.” I tell her. “Fiona and I have been getting o know each other better.”
“Can I get in on some of this?” Amy asks.
Fiona smiles “Nope. My turn to be selfish. Besides, you’re going to that stupid party here in… what time is it?”
“We’ve got to be there in an hour. Someone agreed to model for Jen’s professor, remember?” Amy tells us.
“Ugh. I hope that goes well, although I have no clue how Jen’s not getting an A with that thing. It’s insane.” I tell them.
Fiona looks at me and says “You looked so hot in that. Any chance of the three of us playing dress up with you in that?”
“Hell the fuck yes.” I tell her. “I’d love to do that for you. And just the idea of you guys dressed up gets me hard as a rock.” I look over at Amy.
“How about you rescue two Slave Leias? Two slave Leias whose only sexual outlet in prison is each other? Who, when they are rescued, decide to pay their benefactor back with sexual favors?” Amy suggests.
“We should make our own porno. You guys would be amazing.” I say.
Amy gets this look on her face, and Fiona says “Are you actually thinking about it?”
“Hell yes I am. I guess I’ve been thinking of doing it ever since I saw my first one. Saving up mental ideas for scenes, that sort of thing. I was never really into the actual people, just what they were doing. I used to fantasize about it a lot. I’d kind of pushed it out of my mind since I’ve been with all you guys, but now… What would you guys think about making a scene or two? Maybe we could all write one and then act them out? I’ll bet Jen and Ann would be into it for sure.”
“Jesus, you’re out of control.” I tell her.
Fiona surprises both of us with a “I want in.”
“Fiona!?” I’m pretty much sure we all say at the same time.
“What can I say? I want in. I’ll do any scene with Joe and another woman. Or women. She adds after a thought.
“Fuck yeah!” Amy exclaims. “Imagine how hot it would be. We could just start with our group before we bring in other people. We each write down a list of kinks, things we like. We make a spreadsheet, lining them all up, looking what we all have in common…”
“Did you suggest a porn spreadsheet?” I ask.
“Yes, now shut up for a second. Then we run the list of things people suggested without 100% matching to the everyone, just to check. Maybe it’s stuff you’re ambivalent about, whatever. We get that list back, and that’s the master kink list! Stuff everyone is willing to do. Then, we give the list to everyone. We’re be up for doing all these things, and more importantly, we’ll all be up for watching them. So, we each write a scene. Not sure if it would be better to put names down, or just pick randomly…”