Tiffany
It had been acouple weeks since I had sex with my stepbrother and sister-in-law. Since I saw him fucking her face and I left only to fall asleep with a toy inside of me. It wasn’t enough. God, with those two, it would never be enough. I still couldn’t believe it had happened in the first place. I went to bed that night and pinched myself, thinking I would wake up and it would have all been a dream.
Even though we hadn’t had sex again, I caught them looking at me every so often. We would often tease each other but it never amounted to anything more than that.
Mia would smack my ass.
Jude would smirk.
She would laugh and follow that up by licking her full mouth. A mouth that I had felt on mine. A mouth I had kissed and devoured while her husband fucked me. My stepbrother. God, I was going to hell.
Things thankfully hadn’t been weird, but they were definitely different.
At home it wasn’t so bad.
Every time we walked by each other, a hand would graze another, or Jude and Mia would leave their bedroom door open, waiting for me to join them. I never did. I wasn’t sure why. Not like I had been shy in the things I had wanted them to do to me, but I also didn’t want to rush into anything. We were just having fun, right? I knew about polyamorous relationships, but I had never talked about that with either Mia or Jude. I didn’t know what they wanted out of this. I was fine with just sex. For a while anyway. But I knew that eventually the lust I felt for both of them could turn into something more. I already loved them because they were family, but that love teetered on being actually in love with them and not just because they were my sister-in-law and stepbrother.
When we were out in public, it was like they were trying to embarrass me. I laughed at the memory of going to dinner with them the week before. It almost felt like a date.
“You look beautiful tonight,” Mia said, placing her hand on my knee.
I jumped at the contact, missing her touch but not wanting to push at the same time, so I never hinted.
Jude smirked at us from across the table.
Mia had joined me in my side of the booth. As her hand slid higher up beneath my dress, I now understood why.
“Tell me something, Tiffany.” Mia took a sip of her wine. “What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done? Sex wise.”
“You mean besides this?” I wagged a finger back and forth between the three of us.
Jude chuckled. “She has a point, babe.”
Mia grinned. “Okay, true. You do. How about…” She thought a moment.
I turned toward her, giving her my full undivided attention.
She glanced down at my lap, a slow grin spreading on her beautiful face. “Have you ever been fingered in public?”
My eyes widened. “I…”
Her hand slid up my inner thigh, the tip of her finger hitting my clit. “Have you ever had an orgasm so hard, you worried others could hear?”
I jumped, a soft sigh leaving me.
“Hmm…” Mia tilted her head, licking her lips. “Someone isn’t wearing panties.”
I looked between them.
Jude only drank from his beer. He winked at me.
Mia slipped a finger through my folds, sliding it right into my core.
My breath caught.
“I think we should stay like this for dinner.” Mia waggled her eyebrows. “Because you know, it’s bound to turn into something more.” She pushed her finger into me as deep as my body would allow.
I gasped. “I think we should eat really fast.”