Unexpected Affections Ch. 84.5-87

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Chapter 84 (Continued)

“You’ll love it,” April said, looking up into Margot’s eyes and grinning wickedly. “When it splits you open, you feel like-” She hiccuped, eyes going wide, as you pressed into her.

“A little like that?” Margot laughed, grinning down at April.

April nodded, mouth opening and closing for a moment before she exhaled out a moan, a lazy grin splitting her lips. “Yeah,” she said. “Fuck, like that. God, Oliver, call me Hera, Queen of the Gods, and you’re my Zeus.”

“Didn’t they hate each other most of the time?” you asked, a little concerned.

“Whatever,” she waved. “I just figured Zara and Margot would want to be goddesses too.”

“Dibs on the hunter lady one,” Margot said. “I can’t remember her name.”

“Artemis,” you and April said at the same time, and then she moaned again as you pressed even deeper.

“Fuckin’ nerds,” Margot smirked, then leaned over and kissed you, her fingers exploring down where your cock was piercing into April.

“Nerds just do it better,” April moaned, rolling her torso as you pushed a little deeper into her, stretching her cunt to accommodate your cock. Seeing Margot’s fingers playing and teasing April’s labia as you slid in and out of her was fucking hot as hell, and you grunted as April grabbed Margot’s wrist and directed the blonde’s fingers to her clit.

“I guess I’ll have to find that out for myself,” Margot grinned down at your girlfriend, using two fingers to circle around April’s needy little nub.

“Oh, you will,” April moaned, eyes closing to slits as you bottomed out in her, your cock reaching the max depth she could take you. That immense feeling of pressure when that happened, where her body tensed a little as if to say ‘OK, you got me again, that’s all I can do!’ felt an awful lot like home. “You’ll figure it out when you’ve got Ollie’s big fucking cock so deep in you that you think he might be fucking your throat from the wrong end and he’s breaking that cunt like you’re a wild- fuck, Ollie, baby, that’s good- What was I saying?”

Margot snorted, still grinning, and glanced up to you with a hungry, playful look. “I think you were saying Ollie was gonna break me like a wild mare,” she said.

“Yeah, that,” April muttered, reaching up and wrapping her hands around the back of Margot’s neck to pull her down. “Now fucking kiss me.”

If seeing your girlfriend and your gorgeous neighbour kissing was great, and the same thing happening while you were getting a blowjob from them was amazing, you weren’t quite sure how to categorise them doing it while you were having sex. How many categories of mind-blowing pleasure, joy and sensuality were there, and what were the variations between them?

“God, you take his cock so well,” Margot murmured, breaking from their kiss long enough to look down April’s body and check out where you were slowly building up speed now that your girlfriend had mostly adjusted to you again.

“If you think me taking it is impressive, you should see Zara getting stuffed,” April grunted, starting to fuck back at you, rocking in place on the bed with your movements. “Fuck, Ollie, go faster, please.”

You grinned and leaned forward for some better leverage, wrapping one of your big hands around the side and under her breast and giving it a squeeze. “She can be pretty demanding,” I chuckled breathlessly to Margot. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“It’s kinda hot,” Margot chuckled back. “A girl who knows what’s going to get her off and isn’t scared to say it is a girl who gets all the orgasms she deserves.”

“Then come closer, cowgirl,” April said. “Drown me in those big tits you flashed my boyfriend with like a slut.”

“Two slutty tits, coming right up,” Margot snickered, shifting forward more to hover her boobs right over April’s face and then slowly pressing them down on your girlfriend’s face. The view of April rolling her head a bit, trying to get her lips on one of the blonde’s stiff nipples, was silly and sexy at the same time, and Margot hummed another laugh as April found her target before you lost sight of her chin beyond the bulging cleavage. “Oh, look,” Margot grinned. “Someone else’s big slutty titties.” She adjusted a little more and leaned even further down, turning her head to look up at your face out of the corner of her eyes as she broadly licked April’s breasts that you were mauling and little and holding more upright. Seeing your simmering delight in your expression, she grinned and turned her full attention to the breast, wrapping her lips around April’s larger areola and sucking on it hard.

“Ooooh, you bitch,” April moaned, muffled by Margot’s tits. “Don’t fucking stop.”

You grunted, feeling April start to ramp into her first proper orgasm of the evening, and you grabbed her other breast the same way. They were big enough that, while she was on her back, they spilt to either side and lost some of their volume, but held up like that, they looked amazing, jiggled like crazy with every hard thrust of your cock and your pelvis meeting the back of her thighs, and were also great targets for Margot. She saw another tit rise up in her peripheral vision and quickly swapped her lips over to that one, giving it the same wide-lipped slurp and suck.

April’s orgasm rolled through her like a wave coming to crash against the beach, and she almost bucked Margot off of her as the main wash of it had her moaning like a whore, still muffled by Margot’s tits. Her pussy also seemed to be in line with that metaphor, and while she didn’t squirt or anything, you felt it release an oozing coating of her juices that slickened your cock even further like she was filled with warm honey.

“Fuck, that was good,” April moaned, sucking in a breath from beneath Margot. “Don’t stop. I can- Fuck, yes, Ollie, I can go again.” 

“Mmm, I want a closer look,” Margot murmured, pulling her lips from April’s spit-slick, slightly swollen nipple and crawling down her body, getting closer to you. She kissed April’s belly right next to her belly button, then down further still and glanced up at you with a warm smile. “Gimme a little room for a second, hon?” she asked you. “Not all the way, just let me get in there.”

Somehow, the look in her eyes and the tone in her voice didn’t make you self-conscious of the fact that she was referring to the fact that your gut was in her way. She said it like it was perfectly natural, and was just a fact of threesomes. Like your weight, your size, was normal and not every negative feeling you had about it. Somewhere, deep in your mind, you knew that that feeling wouldn’t linger - this was something that was going to haunt you, and you would need to use it for more encouragement to keep at your diet and workouts. But for now… For now, you did as she asked, pulling your cock about halfway out of April, dragging the head along the front wall of it and making April moan loudly. Margot leaned in, turning her head sideways again, and kissed the junction where your shaft and April’s clit were close together, then pressed her lips firmly against that same spot and started sucking and slurping.

“Agh!” April huffed, her hands trying to find something she wanted to grab onto and finally finding two handfuls of the bedsheet. “Holy fuck, you fucking succubus, that’s good!”

“Start fucking her again, Ollie,” Margot said, sitting up quickly and kissing you with a firm, warm peck on the lips with the taste and smell of April on her. Her breasts pressed against your chest as she did it, and her whole face was smiling as she paused for half a second, just looking into your eyes, before dropping back down and pressing her lips to that sweet spot again.

You did as requested and started to slowly grind your cock in and out of April’s cunt, working about three inches of length as Margot’s lips joined April’s labia in sliding along your shaft. It felt great for you, and while your view of Margot’s ass in the air wasn’t quite as exposing as April on her back with everything bared to you, it was still one fantastic backdrop.

“Fuck, fuck, Ollie,” April groaned. “Go just a little deeper- Yes, like that. Oh my God, that’s my G-spot. That’s my fucking G-spot. Keep doing- keep doing that…”

She came again, huffing a stuttering series of breaths from under Margot, and you felt another oozing release of her slick pleasure leaking out of her.

“Good girl, April,” Margot laughed, soft and warm, as she pulled her lips from April’s clit and your shaft but didn’t rise all the way up again. Instead, she grinned up at you. “Feed me that thang, hon,” she said, then opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.

You pulled out of April, tilted your hips just slightly, and pressed the head of your girlcum-covered cock between Margot’s lips.

“Mmmhmmfff,” Margot moaned, rotating her head and lashing the crown of your cock with her tongue, trying to get as much taste off of you as she could. Then she pulled away, licking her lips. “Do that again. That’s so fucking hot tasting her off of you.”

You dipped your cock back into April, her pussy angry, pink and still horny, and gave her three short, mid-length thrusts before pulling back out to feed Margot again.

“God, you two,” April groaned. “I can’t see, so it’s just teasing me!”

“Sorry, babe,” Margot chuckled. “But you taste fucking great off of his cock.”

“Well, I’m sitting here staring up at your twitching pussy, and it looks just as fucking tasty as mine probably does, even if there isn’t an Ollie-Cock fucking it yet,” April said, wrapping her arms up around Margot’s waist and then pulling her hips down. “Gimme.”

Margot let April direct her, and gasped as your girlfriend must have gotten her lips or tongue close enough to start eating the cowgirl out. 

You dipped your cock back into April, giving her another five thrusts as her pussy actually squelched at being penetrated, and then pulled back out, and Margot moaned deep in her chest as she started sucking that taste off of your cock again.

Chapter 85

“Bounce on it, girl,” Margot said, and while you couldn’t see her expression, you could still hear her grin clearly. “We’ll turn you into a bull-riding cowgirl yet. These sexy thighs? This nice, sturdy core? That ass that Ollie’s watching right now? Perfect for riding. And these tits? God, these big, beautiful fucking tits, April?”

There was a loud kissing sound, and April moaned and then giggled through her panting. “What do my tits have to do with being a cowgirl?”

“They have nothing to do with riding a horse or a bull,” Margot laughed. “They mostly just get in the way unless you’re trying to get a guy’s attention, you show a little cleavage, and you let ‘em bounce. But a proper fucking cowgirl knows how her cowboy loves seeing them bounce as she rides him just as well as she rides a horse.”

“I feel like that sounds dirtier than you meant it to,” you grunted from under April. Your vision was almost entirely your girlfriend’s thick brunette hair, and her warm, tanned back through her locks. The two of you had done reverse cowgirl before, but usually she was either sitting up straight or leaning forward, or leaning all the way back against your chest. Each angle had its benefits and drawbacks. This current angle, with her leaning back towards you but still upright with her hands braced against your chest for support while you tried to help support her with your hands gripping her hips, had more drawbacks than benefits. Sure, it felt pretty good, and she seemed to like the angle of your cock as she bounced on you, but it was exhausting. Both of you had your limbs trembling from the effort, and it felt closer to a workout than sex.

Maybe that meant you should do it more, you mused.

The real reason you were in that position was because it gave Margot easy access to all of April - well, all of her except her ass. And Margot was raining attention on April. Compliments, hugs, kisses from the top of her forehead down to her clit. Teasing her with her hands, making out with her, pleasing her.

“OK, I can see where I put my foot in my mouth,” Margot chuckled, leaning around April and moving some of the brunette’s hair out of the way to glare at you playfully. “The only horsecock I’m interested in is this one.” She massaged your balls as she said it, making you groan in appreciation.

“Fuck,” April moaned. “Ollie, you just fucking, like, swelled in me. God, that was wild.” Then she laughed and started to pull herself off of me. “OK, fuck this. I could live with his cock inside me, but I wanna see you fuck him, Margot. I want to see you give him that cowgirl cunt so you can really understand what it means to be fucking loved by Oliver.”

“OK,” Margot said, helping April with a supporting hand, blushing a little now that it was time. Once April was clear and had moved off to the other side of you from Margot, the blonde grinned nervously and delayed anything further as she dropped her lips back to your cock, slurping more of April’s taste off of you, and then going further and starting to lick your shaft lewdly.

“God, that’s hot,” April giggled, snuggling up beside me for a moment and watching Margot clean you off. Then she turned and kissed my cheek before pressing her lips to your ear. “Fuck her really good, baby,” she whispered. “Don’t hold back. She’s not Zara; she can take it.”

You groaned. Sex with Zara during your threesomes had been great, and the change of pace between April and the redhead had a distinct sensualness to it. Making love to Margot, all slow and sweet, would probably be great, but… fucking her sounded way hotter.

Grinning, you nodded at April and turned to kiss her properly, and she cupped your cheek to hold you in that kiss for a long moment as your cock continued to be lavished by Margot’s tongue. Then your girlfriend pulled away from the kiss, grinning at you for a long moment before turning to Margot. “Alright, bitch,” she grinned. “Mount up.”

- - - - -

Margot’s bright blue eyes bored into yours, her lips slightly parted in a perpetual gasp, her hair hanging in a beautiful cascade on either side of her face. That intense wonder in her expression was mixed with an intensity that was hard to keep up with, even if you were trying.

Particularly because the still beauty of her face was a major counterpoint to what her hips were doing.

You’d thought April could bounce on your cock pretty well, but Margot? Your blonde neighbour, this sexy woman who had become such a close friend over the past year - she could ride you like you couldn’t believe. The closest your pleasure-wracked, breath-stolen mind could compare it to was a jockey riding a race horse in whatever a championship race was in that world, bouncing over and over in rapid fury without fully slamming down, remaining light and nimble. She couldn’t take your whole cock - she’d tried, you had to give her that, but just like with April, she couldn't quite accommodate your entire length.

Hell, the three of you had needed to stop after Margot had worked just the head of your cock into her little hole, leaning one knee near your hip and the other leg out to the side and bent, bracing her foot on the other side of you to give her enough height to get over it. Watching her rub your cock up and down her pretty, slick labia, smearing your precum across her clit and around the tight little entry hole into her, had been hot as hell. April kneeling next to her, giving her physical support to lean against, and also little kisses on the side of her tit, had been the cherry on top. Margot had needed to dismount from you though, leaving your cock a rigid, thick flagpole as she muttered in frustration and went to the bedside table, pulling open the drawer and shuffling a couple of things around before pulling out a little bottle of lube. She’d quickly drawn a line of it on a couple of fingers and then tossed it to April, who applied more to your cock while Margot worked her dose into her pussy.

With the help of the lube, she’d gotten your cock back inside her, and then further, bouncing in small inches, probably going faster than she should have as she was determined not to be beaten. The exquisite tightness around your cock and the look in her eyes had kept your mouth shut rather than suggesting she could slow down.

Now, though, she was stretched out and fucking you.

Your audible communication was in grunts, mostly. A few moans and groans, and a couple of growls, but mostly grunts. Mostly, you were just looking into each other’s eyes.

April stirred next to you, sitting back up from where she’d snuggled in under your arm, looking up at Margot as she rode you. She shot you a wicked little grin before knee-walking down the bed, taking up a position just behind Margot, straddling one of your legs. First, she reached around the blonde, wrapping her hands up in Margot’s tits and softly starting to massage them, then tweaking her nipples. Next, she slowly slid her hands down to Margot’s incessantly bouncing hips. The blonde was like a machine that couldn’t be stopped.

Then your girlfriend applied pressure. “Slower,” she murmured in Margot’s ear. “Slower.”

Margot's hips slowed down, and she began to rock with her movements more instead of drilling up and down on your cock. She exhaled heavily, her intensity breaking, and you reached up and used your thumbs to wipe the sweat from her brow and cheeks.

“That was a little scary,” you chuckled softly. “Fucking hot, but scary. I couldn’t do that.”

“You bring it out of me,” Margot said, flushed and grinning. “I just want to-” Then her eyes went wide, and she sat up higher as she let out a surprised squeak.

“I said slow down,” April grinned wickedly. “Enjoy his mammoth cock, babe.”

“You’re lucky I got some lube on that hole,” Margot snorted, making you realise that April had likely just stuck a fingertip into the blonde’s butt.

“Want me to pull it out, or play around a bit?” April asked sweetly.

“You can play around a bit,” Margot murmured, lifting a hand over and around April to hug her shoulders, leaning in to give the other woman a lingering kiss. Then she pulled back and gave her a mildly serious glare. “One finger, though. Just one.”

“Just one,” April promised, and then Margot sucked in a sharp breath that made her chest swell, and you felt the pressure change inside of her. April had pushed her finger in deeper. “Now ride him slow. How’s he feel?”

“Fucking-” Margot grunted, then shook her head and looked back down at you. “You feel like I’m sitting on a fence post in the best way, Ollie. I was excited before, but when I had to grab the lube, I got a little scared. Now? I could definitely get used to this.”

“Hmmhmm,” April hummed, reaching across with her free hand to grab Margot’s closer tit and giving it a squeeze. “Your little cowgirl cunt likes getting stretched out by his massive cock?”

“Yep,” Margot grunted, starting to rock on you again, starting that exquisite pleasure again.

“Are you gonna crave it?”

“Ask me tomorrow after I feel the next-day ache,” Margot smirked a little, closing her eyes serenely as she continued to ride you slowly.

“It’s totally worth it,” April smirked.

“I wouldn’t bet against that,” Margot said. “Not even a single fucking dollar.”

- - - - -

“God, Margot, do more of that,” April grunted, then collapsed forward against you, kissing your chest like she was trying to make out with it. Considering how sweaty you were, you thought it should have been a little gross, but she didn’t seem to care at the moment.

You had Margot on her back, her ass just hanging off the edge of the bed, and you were pounding into her, trying to do an imitation of the furious, mechanically incessant riding she’d been doing earlier. The blonde had admitted she’d had about a dozen little blips of orgasms during that intense ride, and April had insisted she needed to have a ‘big one’ even if Margot said she was perfectly happy with what she’d gotten so far. That had led to the position change, and to April sitting on Margot’s face to muffle the blonde’s moans as you thrust your cock into her just about as fast as you could.

You honestly would never have guessed that Margot was as into girls as she apparently was, but based on April’s appreciation now and earlier for what Margot could do to her pussy, this couldn’t be your friend’s first time with another woman.

“MmmMmmMmmmm,” April hummed, stopping the sloppy kissing and licking and holding your upper arms tightly as her ass trembled and she came, grinding her pussy on Margot’s face. When she was done, she shakily raised a leg and dismounted, rolling to the side and then spinning around to lie on her stomach, scooching closer to Margot so she could kiss the taste of herself off the blonde’s face.

Margot’s tits were just as fantastic as April’s, both riding you and on her back while you fucked her hard, and your hands could resist grabbing them both much as you had to April earlier, bringing them higher instead of letting them fall off to the side. April eyed them with a grin, and her gaze flicked up to you, and you thought she was going to mirror what you and Margot had done with her earlier, but she winked at you, blew you a kiss, and then turned her attention back to the sweaty, well-fucked blonde.

“Still haven’t hit the big one?” she asked Margot, gently fingering her sweaty bangs out of the eyes of the other woman.

“Close,” Margot grunted. “Real close.” 

“How close are you, baby?” April asked without taking her eyes from Margot, though her tone made it obvious she was asking you.

All you could manage was a guttural grunt, sawing your cock in and out of Margot’s tight sheath, animal pleasure and desperate control warring in your guts.

“Ooh, he’s close,” April grinned at Margot. “You know what’s going to get you over the top?”

“Mmf,” Margot huffed, blinking hard and then gasping. Not much of an answer, but it still made April grin wickedly.

“Yeah, you know,” your girlfriend grinned. “You know exactly what’s gonna get you off the best you’ve ever come. He’s gonna fuck you till he explodes right in that golden little pussy, huh? Are you gonna let my boyfriend come in you with no condom, Margot? Are you gonna let Ollie fill that pussy up with his gigantic load and keep fucking you as it leaks all over?”

“Huuuung,” Margot keened deep in her chest, almost a growl as her hands searched for yours and clamped down on your wrists, digging her nails in as your pounding, throbbing cock and April’s dirty talk brought you both towards your climax.

“Are you gonna let Ollie breed your cowgirl cunt with his big ol’ mammoth cock, Margot?” April asked, just barely above a whisper, right into Margot’s ear as she grinned up at you.

Margot’s eyes went wide, staring up at me almost blankly, and her lip moved silently for a moment, and then she blinked, shrugged, and focused on me hard. “Fuck it,” she growled. “Fucking breed me, Oliver. Breed my fucking cunt with- OOooooooo fuck!”

You started coming as soon as she said that, unable to control yourself any more, driving your cock as deep into her as possible and releasing your orgasm in a mind-numbing blast. Your vision tunnelled as you humped at her heavily, each thrust forward accompanied by another blast of cum that left your balls aching, and yet somehow there seemed like there was always more to give. And your animal brain wanted to give this gorgeous woman every fucking ounce.

Chapter 86

“Give us a couple minutes, baby?” April asked Ollie with a soft grin, running her fingertips down his arm. “Meet us back in the bedroom.”

“Sure,” Oliver agreed, leaning down to give her a tender kiss. Then he pivoted, and Margot met him with a kiss as well, and April couldn’t help but feel a sort of pride that her boyfriend could make a woman feel like she could obviously see Margot feeling. He made her feel seen, wanted, and respected. Even in a threesome situation, even after some pretty intense, kinky dirty talk.

Not that she expected anything less from the man she’d fallen in love with disgustingly fast.

April grinned, her cheeks hurting from how much she’d been smiling that night, and gave his ass a little swat as he left the bathroom, making both him and Margot chuckle.

“Debrief?” Margot guessed, hanging the towel up on the hooks on the bathroom wall.

“Mhmm,” April hummed and nodded, reaching over to close the bathroom door. She didn’t think Ollie would linger to try and listen in, but she still wanted to make sure she had a private moment with the tall blonde. After Ollie had absolutely flooded Margot’s pussy, April had been more than happy to slurp every spilt drop of his cum up from Margot’s thighs, ass cleavage and labia, and then try and suck as much out of the blonde’s cunt as she could get. Then they’d bent over the edge of the bed and encouraged Ollie to swap back and forth between them in doggy, and Margot hadn’t needed another creampie to hit her next orgasm. The end of things had been a double boob job at April's suggestion, and Oliver’s third and smallest (relatively) orgasm of the night had spattered the two women with his cum.

The resulting three-person shower had been very necessary to get cleaned up, and had been a fun decompression as they struggled to get clean while playfully groping all the fun bits of each other. Margot’s shower stall, which was a mirror of the one next door in Oliver’s apartment, was not designed for three people, so there was some water splashed on the tile floor, and it had taken longer than it should have to get cleaned up, but that was all A-OK with April.

“You’re not regretting it, are you?” Margot asked after a moment, reaching to grab her hairbrush from the sink counter.

April realised she’d gotten lost in her thoughts for a moment. “No, no,” she said, shaking her head. “Here, give me that, sit on the toilet.”

Margot handed over the brush and sat reverse on the toilet with her back to April, and April stood behind her and started to brush out her blonde locks carefully.

“God, you’ve got such nice hair,” April murmured.

“Yours is just as nice,” Margot said. “It’s naturally wavy, right? I need to use some product to get mine that way.”

“Mmm, yeah, but it’s such a pain to get it straight when I want it straight,” April sighed.

“So… I fucked your boyfriend,” Margot kicked things off. “You got him to come inside me.”

“Was that OK?” April asked. They’d talked about some details, but not details like that.

“If it was someone other than Oliver? No,” Margot said. “But if it were someone other than Oliver, we probably wouldn’t have been having a threesome anyway. And it was him, so yes.”

“And the whole, uh-”

“‘Breed me with his mammoth cock?’” Margot filled in with a smirk.

“Yeah,” April chuckled. “Not too far?”

“I mean, hearing it now, saying it now, I cringe a little,” Margot said. “But in the moment? Fucking hot.”

“OK, good,” April sighed.

“So, obviously it went well, but you probably want time before we decide if it happens again?” Margot asked. “To let it percolate a bit.”

“Well, let me ask you this,” April said. “I wasn’t expecting… I wasn’t expecting you to make moves on me so much. Like, I figured we’d play around plenty, but until I basically made you focus on him for a bit, you seemed just as into me as you were into him.”

Margot turned, raising an eyebrow at her.

“I guess that wasn’t a question,” April chuckled after a moment, and Margot smirked a little. “What was that about?” April decided to ask. “The idea was a threesome focused on Oliver.”

“That’s-” Margot started, but stopped and took a deep breath before letting it out. “A threesome where two partners are way more focused on one person, instead of it all being mutual, can work. Especially in the short term. But it isn’t a good threesome, it’s mostly just sex with an audience and some incidental crossover touching.”

“And you wanted a threesome,” April guessed.

“I wanted amazing sex. With Ollie, and with you. That was amazing sex.”

“No arguments from me,” April murmured, still brushing the blonde’s hair out, now with both the brush and her fingers.

“I’d like to keep having amazing sex with the two of you,” Margot said softly, and April was sure she heard a little nervous note in her voice.

“Can I think about it?” April asked.

“Of course,” Margot said without hesitation or any hint of frustration.

That made April know what her answer was probably going to be, though she didn’t give it now. “Any questions for me?” she asked instead.

“Um, a few,” Margot said. “But the only serious one is if you guys want to sleep here tonight, or if you’re going over to Ollie’s.”

“Girl,” April grinned. “After that? You deserve cuddles and snuggles just as much as I do. Unless you’re kicking us out, I figured we’d be sleeping here.”

“OK,” Margot said, smiling lopsidedly and relaxing her shoulders just a touch.

“What are the un-serious questions?” April asked.

“When he comes in you, does it feel like you’ve got a fucking firehouse up inside you, or is that just me?”

April barked a laugh, and they both started giggling. “Yes, in a good way,” she answered.

“Totally in a good way, but it’s still pretty wild,” Margot grinned. “Ever thought about letting him try your ass?”

“Yeah, in my deepest, darkest fantasies,” April admitted. “Not any time soon, though. I feel like I’d need to go into training or something to be ready for that. Are you-?”

“No, nonono,” Margot shook her head. “I feel like my pussy is in shock from all of that, and I’ve got an empty void as it tries to remember what shape it’s supposed to be in. I am not ready for that with him.”

“Do you wanna blow him awake tomorrow morning?” April asked with a grin. “Get a protein shake for breakfast without getting out of bed?”

“Both of us, or just me?”

“Both of us,” April decided. “Ollie deserves double blowjobs.”

“Can't argue with that,” Margot said, smiling as she was clearly thinking of him.

“Me neither,” April continued, grinning.

Chapter 87

April held up her toast like it was some sort of formal implement, grabbing your attention at Margot’s kitchen table.

“I’ve made a couple of decisions,” she said. “And I’d like to get both of your inputs and thoughts.”

You glanced over at Margot, seeing your blonde friend was as curious as you were about your girlfriend's sudden proclamation. The morning had started pretty fucking great, waking up with two naked women you cared deeply about sucking your cock. It had been a bit of a shock at first, particularly since they both denied your offer for one of them to swing around so you could return the favour. You’d end up coming in your girlfriend’s mouth, and April had swallowed down the first couple of ropes before collecting the rest in her mouth and then making out with Margot, passing it over to the other woman as they shared the taste back and forth.

Then there had been some more naked snuggling under the covers, until finally the three of you had gotten up to collect your clothes and start making your simple breakfast. April was in her dress from the night before, though her lingerie was stuffed into her purse so you knew she was currently going commando under the table. You were in your date night clothes as well, and had put on underwear. Margot was the odd woman out, having pulled out a casual, beaten-up old crop top made out of the concert T-shirt of some country band you’d never heard of and a simple pair of cotton short shorts. She was as braless as your girlfriend, the bottom swell of her tits peeking out from under the shirt, and you were pretty sure April had been peeking back at them just as much as you had.

“Is this an Imperial decision process, or a democratic one?” you asked teasingly.

“I am the Senate!” April snapped in a credible Palpatine voice, though she was still grinning.

“So this is how liberty dies,” you sighed. “With thunderous applause…”

You and April both started snickering.

“I’m gonna guess those were nerd references?” Margot asked with an amused smirk.

“Star Wars,” you said.

“Revenge of the Sith,” April clarified, scrunching up her nose at you. “Anyway, it’s democratic, I’m just telling you the topic and what my vote is at the same time, and then you guys can tell me what you think of it. I’m not becoming a Dark Lady of the Sith.”

“To be fair, you’d look pretty hot in a Sith cosplay,” you said.

“Ooh, with all the leather and stuff, and lots of cleavage? Maybe some facepaint?” April asked. “That would be hot. Could you imagine me wearing it to a Con or something? God, I couldn’t. I’d totally just dress up for you.”

“Are you two always this distracted the morning after you fuck each other’s brains out?” Margot snorted.

“Right, OK,” April laughed. “Here’s what I’m thinking. Last night was fucking great, yeah? Ollie, I love you. You were perfect, and I’m so happy we did this. Margot, you were fucking hot, and you were perfect too. So the first thing is that I’m officially saying that I’m open to having more threesomes between us in the future. Not, like, constantly all the time, but on the regular.”

You had to swallow your mouthful of toast hard, your eyebrows rising in surprise at the blunt suggestion. “Yeah?” you asked a little dumbly.

“Mhmm,” April nodded, smiling a little teasingly at your reaction.

You both looked at Margot, who was also grinning. “Guys, I might not lose twenty IQ points the morning after, but that was the absolute best sex of my life. Of course I want to do that again. And again, and again.”

“Great,” April grinned. “So you're officially our regular fuckbuddy.” 

You coughed, almost choking on the next bite of toast you’d taken. Clearing your throat, you set the toast down, deciding it might be a good idea to wait a minute as both of the ladies chuckled at your reaction.

“I just never would have thought I’d be calling anyone a fuckbuddy, let alone you, Margot,” you admitted once you could talk.

“Full honesty?” Margot offered. “I probably should have realised we should be fuckbuddies, or more, before now. God, I love ya, Ollie. I wasn’t lying last night, you’re my best friend. I’m thrilled to get this new intimacy with you and April.”

Both of them grinned at your blush.

“Which brings me to my next democratic topic that I’ve already decided my vote on, but you can still give feedback,” April said after a moment. “As our official fuckbuddy, along with Zara, I’d like to set up a boundary, Margot. While I’m in town, no sexy stuff with Ollie. Everything happens with me and him. You can offer, and invite, and flirt, it doesn’t just have to be me knocking on the door, but no alone time between you two.”

That all sounded reasonable to you. But you were more focused on the nature of the boundary, and not a key phrase.

“And when you’re not in town?” Margot asked, immediately catching on to what you hadn’t.

“When I’m out of the city travelling for work, you two can get alone time,” April said, starting to blush a little bit. “Sext him, send him nudes, walk into his apartment naked, wake him up with blowjobs like this morning. Fuck his brains out so he’s sending me nerdy, distracted quotes the next morning. If I’m not here to take care of you the way you deserve, Oliver, I trust Margot to fill your life with sexy fun, and then you guys can tell me all about it so that I have something to masturbate to while I’m stuck in hotel rooms.”

You blinked several times, hearing a ringing in your ears. Was your blood pressure rising or falling? Why did it feel like you were falling, but also stone still?

When you looked over at Margot, you saw that she was reacting with just as much surprise as you were.

“Really?” she asked.

“Really,” April smiled. “From the minute my airplane takes off to the minute it lands, you can be his proxy girlfriend.”

“Oh,” Margot said.

“Does that sound like something you’d want to do?” April asked. “You’d just need to promise that if you meet and start seeing someone else, you let us know so we don’t do anything bad, or take any risks.

“Um,” Margot stammered, then looked over at you. “Um, I mean, yes? That sounds… Great? If that’s what you want, Ollie?”

“I, uh,” you murmured incredulously. “Yes?”

- - - - -

Margot chewed on her lip as she cleaned up around her apartment.

April had left at the same time as Ollie, and Margot felt like she could still feel the kiss goodbye she’d gotten from both of them. Last night had pretty much been everything she’d wanted out of her plan and more. Oliver’s cock was even better than she’d imagined, and whatever April and Zara had been doing with him, his stamina was fucking godlike. Not to mention the fact that he shot fucking loads, which she hadn’t expected to be so turned on by.

Everyone talked about his giant cock, but no one had mentioned his balls were sized to match.

That morning had also been great, and the offer that April had made felt like a dream come true. Margot was officially part of their relationship; maybe she wasn’t officially dating them or ‘together’ with them, but she was attached to them in an ongoing, intimate way. Give it a little time, some intentional effort, and a bunch more spine-tingling sex, and she felt confident that she could graduate from Fuckbuddy to Girlfriend. And, even better, this time she could avoid the issues she’d had back home. She’d make sure she wasn’t just a third wheel, tagging along.

And, in the meantime, she was going to get alone time with Oliver, along with threesomes with both of them. That definitely hadn’t been anywhere in the plan.

And that was the catch.

The plan.

How the hell was she supposed to explain this to Hikaru?

She was supposed to have a threesome with Oliver and April, open the door, and then they would work on the next step. April had just blown the need for multiple steps out of the water, but that also meant that Margot was huge strides ahead towards getting what she wanted compared to Hikaru. She was practically leaving the poor girl in the dust, and that felt shitty.

“I need another fucking plan,” Margot murmured, shaking her head as she cleaned up the candles in her bedroom. Half of them had been little tea lights that were burnt out, but it had been worth it for that look on Ollie’s face when April had opened the door.

Margot pursed her lips, looking back at that door, and raised an eyebrow. “I need another fucking plan,” she mused. And now she had the seed of an idea.

- - - - -

April bounced along to the music in her car as she drove back out to the suburbs. Ollie had ridden in the Uber with her to go pick it up, an unnecessary but appreciated move, and his parting kiss had left her feeling energised because ever since the conversation over the breakfast table, he’d been cautious. She’d worried maybe she’d gone too far, but that kiss told her that he was just worrying about her just as much as she worried about him.

It was a lot. Maybe too much, really. Letting Margot have free rein with him whenever April was out of town kinda sounded insane.

But the sex had been fucking awesome, and April liked Margot in general, and even had a bit of a girl crush on her. Especially now, after seeing how she fucked Oliver, and how she licked pussy. Margot was great, and more threesomes with her would be great, and Oliver really did deserve great sex when April’s work took her away for travel so often. Especially after his years of not getting great sex.

And Margot was in love with Oliver.

She didn’t just love Oliver; she was in love with him.

April wasn’t entirely sure if Margot even knew that, or knew it fully. Realised the depth of it. She’d seen it from the start of the blowjobs last night, though. Margot hadn’t just been having fun. The blowjobs, the sex, it had all been fulfilling more than sex and intimacy. She’d been invested in a way that April couldn’t imagine without true, romantic love being involved.

Margot looked at Oliver the same way that Zara looked at April.

That had been the thing that startled April the most, realising that not only did Margot love Oliver, but Zara loved her. Not just lust, not just care. Love.

And if April was going to be exploring things with Zara one-on-one, with agreed boundaries, then Oliver deserved the same with Margot. Deserved to be loved on the same way that April was.

With boundaries.

And April would be watching those boundaries to make sure Margot could handle them. Ollie wouldn’t lie if they got crossed; she trusted that.

“Keep your friends close, and your frenemies closer,” April murmured to herself as she turned onto her parents’ street. If things worked out and everyone stuck to their lanes, this could work out great. And she really, truly, hoped they would. But if not…

If not, then it was going to be messy, and she didn’t want that for Oliver. But April wasn’t going to lose the best man she’d ever met just because a hot blonde cowgirl suddenly realised she’d wasted her chance with him.