Dustin snickers, and we both look at him. “Sorry, I just remember asking Sarah the same thing,” he admits, “Being worried at first that us having sex was going to be a problem.”
I blush, feeling a little stupid when I ask: “And was it? I mean, is it a problem?”
“Definitely not,” he assures me, “You see how perfect Brie came out, and…well, there’s really no delicate way to say it, pregnancy kind of turned Sarah into a wild animal.”
He winces a little, as if worried I’ll be jealous, but honestly, I’m just glad he’s got some knowledge of the experience. I know he loved his wife, and I know that he’ll always love her. I will never replace her, but I can also see, firsthand, how easy it is to find room in your heart for more than one person.
And the way they talk about her, it almost feels like I knew her, too. It’s like part of her is alive and thriving amongst us, and while I know some women would be bothered by it, I find it comforting. In a way, she’s the force that brought all of us together.
“Well, poor Sarah,” I remark with a smug smirk, “She only had you, but I’ve got you and Rudy to take care of my needs.”
Rudy cracks up at the offended look on Dustin’s face. “I’ll have you know I did a damn fine job of keeping her satisfied,” he says, almost primly.
I lean in close and brush my lips over his earlobe. “Show me.”
With a primal growl, he grabs me and sweeps me off my feet. “Come on, Rudy,” he calls over his shoulder, “Our girl needs us.”
I fucking love the way that sounds. Not “my” girl, not “your” girl, but “ours.”
And I am theirs. Every part of me belongs to them, body, heart, and soul. It may not be the future I would have envisioned for myself if you’d asked me even a year ago, but it’s the only future I’ve ever seen so clearly.
But the future becomes an afterthought when Dustin throws me into the middle of the bed and brings me sharply back into the present moment, where my lovers are stripping me, and each other, of our clothes.
I think I can see why Sarah got so crazy while she was pregnant, the surge of new hormones and chaos in my body does have my nerves feeling a little over sensitized. My nipples pucker and harden at the first hit of the cool air in the room, and when Rudy leans down and starts sucking on one, to my shock, I realize I’m already close.
“Holy shit, I think you can make me cum just like that,” I marvel.
Rudy looks at me, grins, then looks at Dustin. “Help me,” he orders.
Wordlessly, Dustin positions himself on my other side, and the two of them tag-team my aching nipples. After a few minutes of their teasing, I feel the familiar tension coiling inside me, so close, but just out of reach.
Without even thinking, I start to reach between my thighs to touch myself, bring myself over that edge, but Rudy catches my wrist and pins me. “Ah-ah-ah, sweetheart,” he murmurs, “None of that. I want to watch you cum just from these,” he bends down and nips lightly at my nipple.
I gasp and whimper, but nod. He returns to his task, and once again, I feel the tension building. This time, I relax and let it wash over me, and it bursts into a thousand Technicolor starbursts behind my eyes, pure pleasure running white-hot through my veins.
“There we go,” Rudy murmurs.
The two of them share a passionate kiss while I recover, and once I’m back on planet Earth, Dustin flips me onto my belly, then hooks an arm around my waist and tugs me up onto my knees. “What do you think, Ava, you want to suck Rudy’s cock while I fuck you?” he asks, teasing her wet folds with the head of his dick, “Have us fill both those pretty little holes of yours at once?”
I nod, and Rudy shifts into position in front of me. I don’t hesitate, wrapping an eager fist around the base of his cock and flicking my tongue over the droplets of precum beaded at the tip. He lets out a groan, and feeling encouraged, I envelop the whole head with my lips, sucking lightly at first, then slowly increasing the pressure as I take more of him in.
When I reach the base, I feel Dustin press the head of his dick into place and I freeze. He slowly slides into me and even with Rudy’s tip brushing the back of my throat, the moan that rolls out of me is loud enough to echo off the walls.
Dustin starts to pump his cock inside of me, and I slowly work my way back into a rhythm, bobbing my head along Rudy’s full length. It’s a surreal, almost out-of-body feeling, falling into perfect sync with both of them like this.
I’ve heard sappy people describe sex as two people becoming one, and I always kind of rolled my eyes, but now, with the two of them, I get it. The three of us are still our own, separate individuals, but there’s an invisible force between us that’s just as tangible.
And now that force has culminated in a new little life, blooming inside me.
Although blooming much faster is yet another climax, and I can feel that both of my lovers are close, too. It’s not quite perfect, we don’t all magically manage to cum at once, but it’s a dead heat getting to the finish line.
I swallow every last drop of Rudy’s cum while the heat of Dustin’s load bathes my insides. We remain in our twisted tangle for a long moment before they slowly pull out of me. “So,” Dustin says, panting, “How do you like the new bed?”
I laugh, knowing I’m probably never going to live down my dramatics. I wonder if I can blame that on pregnancy hormones, too. “I love it,” I assure him, “But we’re definitely going to need to break it in some more.”
“Jeez, woman, give us a minute,” Rudy groans.
I laugh again. “I didn’t mean right this second.”