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Triad Ch. 01

By: BogartsBoss



The sound was horrible: metal against metal; screeching, tearing, popping. The steering wheel jerking and twisting in his hands "Keep your thumbs up!" He thought. A dark shape loomed over him.

When the car came to rest Frank Russo took a deep breath and looked around. To his left a vehicle door with the words 'Aurora's Nursery' inches from his shoulder. Straight ahead a shattered windshield and beyond that the left fender and hood crumpled like tin foil. He pried himself up in his seat and looked over at the other driver; a blonde woman slumped against her steering wheel, the airbag deflating. He mentally checked himself. Except for a sore left elbow and tightness over his chest from his belt, he seemed to be intact. He made sure the ignition was off, then scanned his Alfa Spider again; the left side had taken the brunt of the hit; luckily he had seen it coming in the corner of his eye and had automatically turned away from the impact. Otherwise he might have taken the hit in the door.

The cars were jammed against each other, and he had to clamber over the passenger seat to get out. Walking around the front of his car he could see the whole left side crumbled and torn. "Damn! I think she's totaled" he thought. Walking around the front of the pickup he looked at the woman through the windshield; she appeared dazed and just sat, staring at him. He choked back the rising anger, knowing calmness was necessary.

At the driver's door, he signed she should roll the window down, but she just sat as if unable to comprehend anything. Testing the door, he was relieved to have it open. "Hey! Are you alright? Do you need medical attention?"

Not getting an answer he called 911, giving their location and asking for police and medical.

When she heard "Police" she broke into tears, and then deep sobs. "Well, why not? What else can happen?"

"Do you have insurance? ... Are you hurt? ... Is there anyone you need to call?"

"Uh, yeah, I have insurance ... No; I think I'm ok ... what was your other question?"

"I'm Frank Russo, you just ran into my car. Do you need to call anyone?"

"No, no, there isn't anyone to call. I'm Aurora Pratico. I'm sorry; I guess I didn't see you. Did I hurt you?"

"I'll survive. Is your ignition off?"

"Oh ... no ... there. Should we call someone?

"Cops and Fire are on their way. You seemed stunned so I want them to look you over, just sit there."

He began to take in more details about her; mid-thirties maybe, nice blue eyes, soft blonde hair in a ponytail, hands a bit rough. She wore jeans and a flannel shirt, boots on her feet. He remembered the sign on the truck door read 'Aurora's Nursery'. "So, how's business?"

"What?"

"Business, Ms. Pratico, I see you have a nursery. How's business?"

"Mister ... Russo, right? If you're counting on a big payoff, forget it. I'm barely hanging on. This will probably finish me. Insurance on a small business like mine is bad enough already, what this will do to my rates, well ..."

The aid crew rolled up, and while they checked Aurora, Frank went back to his car for documents. The left side was mangled for sure, this was going to take time to fix, but the car was his baby, and Alfas were getting rare on the road. He placed a couple calls; one to a wrecker service, the other for a cab.

When the motorcycle cop finally showed up --twenty minutes after the call--Frank gave him his information, and then watched as the bored officer took Aurora's, and then wrote her a ticket. She numbly accepted the paper, tears on her cheeks.

"Do you have someone coming for your truck?"

"I ... I didn't think of that. I don't know who to call."

"I've a truck coming, do you mind if I tell them to send another?"

"No, thank you. I'm afraid I'm not doing this well. I never had an accident before. I don't know what to do."

"Well, neither had I. I guess we're not virgins anymore."

"What do you mean by that? Are you implying something?"

"Whoa! That was just a joke. We're no longer accident virgins. That's all."

"Oh ... I'm sorry. I guess I'm a bit touchy."

"It's ok. Look, I have a cab coming, can I drop you off? We still have to exchange insurance stuff; we can do it in the cab."

******

By the time he'd dropped her at the nursery she was more relaxed, and actually gave him a small smile at one of his light jokes.

But when she called the insurance company her mood darkened again. When she relayed the details of the accident it was clear in her mind she was at fault, and the mental picture of Frank's (yes, she thought of him as Frank) car, her tears began again.

Business was slow already, and without her truck she wouldn't be able to get more supplies or make deliveries. She was competing against two much larger nurseries, and a Home Depot, all within five miles. Her specialty plants were keeping her going, but just barely. She had automatically turned the 'closed' sign back to 'open' as she came through the door, but now, as the adrenalin drained from her, she felt a drowsiness sweep over her. She didn't have the strength to lock the door, let alone climb the stairs to her apartment. She put her head down on her arms and slept.

******

Frank made three calls at home; first he arranged for a rental car, then called the specialty shop the Alfa was headed for, and finally his friend Phil. "Hey bud. Looks like no ball game for me tonight. No, I won't make it. I had an accident today, the car's a mess, and I'm a bit sore. Yeah, look, I'll fill you in tomorrow at lunch."

******

Frank Russo had met Phil Blussey at a Mariners game. Sitting next to each other, casual nods early in the season had turned to introductions. Offhand comments in May became conversations, and by June they would share interests; Phil taught Frank sailing on his 32 foot sloop, Frank ignited an interest in older cars when they went to the Northwest Vintage Races in early July. Politically both were moderate; Frank more the conservative, but they were close enough that they could disagree on issues with humor. 

Phil had an MBA and was a mid-rank executive at a large software company; he'd grown up in Oregon, and after college accepted the offer that moved him to Seattle. Frank was a product of the Seattle area and after passing the bar worked as an attorney at a small and prestigious firm specializing in corporate law. 

Their Sunday habit before a ball game was to meet at one of the several hot dog carts outside the ball park; often leaning against a building while munching. "You don't look too banged up. How's the car?"

"Yeah. The car took the worst of it. The shop has to look it over, so it'll be several days before I hear the total. I've got a few bumps and bruises, had a bit of a headache last night. I really feel for the gal that hit me though."

"Why? She hit you, didn't she? So she's at fault and her insurance will cover it. It's not your problem."

"It's not that. She has a small nursery; I suspect she's just barely hanging on. I doubt she can afford her own deductible, let alone the bump in rates. Maybe if I'd been a little more alert ..."

"Let's go watch the game; there isn't anything you can do about it anyway. Let the insurance companies fight it out. Hell, that's what you pay them for. Remember?"

******

Wednesday the shop called, asking him to drop by for a walk through and estimate on the Alfa, he arranged to be there in the late afternoon, and cancelled a meeting at three.

The shop had been thorough in their exam of the car, and when he arrived it was on a lift waiting for him. "Well, Mr. Russo," Said the manager, greeting him; "I have the classic good news-bad news here. Let's walk through her and then I'll tell you the price."

"For openers it looks like the left front wheel and fender took the main hit. Obviously the wheel and tire are ruined. But that also took care of all the suspension components in there, plus bending the frame at the mounting points. The rest of the frame looks straight, but we'll check. The hood and front valance are wracked, but we may be able to straighten them. If not, well, we can get parts. Further back, the A pillar is ruined, the door skin is ruined, and the window inside shattered. Obviously the windshield cracked, but that's available. The rear fender is fixable, that's just pounding and painting."

"What's the total?"

"Your car was pristine before the accident, and I assume you want it the same after?"

"Of course, these are getting hard to find."

"Assuming we don't find any more damage, it'll be close to ten K, luckily your insurance is the best, so I'm sure they'll ok anything we do. The other insurance company ... well, let's just say they'll try shaving corners."

"That's why I paid the higher premiums. Let's let them fight about it, you just concentrate on the car. If there are problems, let me know."

******

As he was leaving the shop, he realized he was less than a mile from Aurora's nursery. Turning left rather than right, he wondered why he was going to see her. She did look good, in a simple sort of way, but he wasn't looking for a girlfriend. "She just looked in shock when I dropped her off. I should have made sure she was alright. But she did have a pretty smile for a moment there. And that hair ... damn, watch it boy, you're just checking on her. There's no 'there' there."

******

Aurora was busy in the nursery yard; watering plants and mentally taking inventory. When she heard the car pull in, she turned off the water, and wiping her hands on her apron, strolled out to greet the customer. She stopped when she saw Frank, and a small gasp caught in her throat. Quickly running fingers through her hair, she smiled and stepped out to greet him.

"Mr. Russo, how are you? To what do I owe this visit? No problems with insurance I hope?"

"No, no. I just thought I would swing by, see how you're doing. I was just down the road at the ... um ... shop. You know getting the estimate."

"Oh ... that's right ... your car. I'm really sorry; I guess my mind wasn't on my driving. Please forgive me."

"Damn! Deep blue eyes. What a sexy voice. She looks pretty good ..."

"Mr. Russo! Frank! Hey! Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry, um, a moment of brain fog I guess. Um, what were you saying?"

"Well I was apologizing for hitting you. But I am happy to see you're not hurt. How is your brain? Foggy?"

"Ok, I earned that. Can I buy you coffee or something? I saw a shop up the street."

She studied his face for a moment, then with a slight nod placed a sign in the widow, and locking the office door, she joined him for the short stroll up the street. Neither said much until after placing orders with the barista.

"What's happening with your truck?"

"Oh," she sighed, "The insurance company hasn't even sent an adjuster to look at it yet."

"What are you using for a truck now?"

"Nothing. I can't afford a rental, and ... well. Oh never mind. It's not your problem."

"Hey, I'm a guy, and I'm Italian, and a lawyer. Any one of those characteristics makes me a problem solver, but put all three together ...well, it's Super Solver!"

She laughed; "I'll tell you what; when I need an Italian lawyer, I'll call you. How's that?"

"It works for me. You know, you have a nice laugh."

They spent the next half hour learning about each other; She was originally from Philly, he from Seattle. His grandparents from Campania in Italy, hers from Calabria. "My mother's maiden name was Russo." (They laughed about maybe being cousins.) He'd never been married, she once, and it didn't last. 

Only when she noticed a customer pull into the nursery did they finally leave the coffee shop. He automatically took her hand as they walked, and with only a quick glance up at him, she squeezed his hand softly and leaned slightly towards him. A small smile lit her lips.

******

"What the hell just happened back there? One moment we're just walking along, the next I'm holding her hand? And she liked it? Hell, I liked it! Frankie boy, you may be heading for trouble. Yeah, but wait 'til Phil sees her. Wait, what? Did you just think that? Oh Christ, what's going on? Dude! Wake up! She's just someone you ran into. Literally! Yeah, but she does have a sexy walk. Betcha she has great legs too."

******

"So I was over at the shop, checking on the car, and realized it was just a short jump over to the nursery, so I dropped in to see how she was doing. Her insurance company hadn't even done anything! Damn that sucks 'cause she has a business and all, so I took her for coffee and we talked, she has the softest voice, and a great laugh. You have to meet her."

Phil gave him a long stare. "Look, I've only known you a few months, so if I'm out of line, just say so, and I'll shut up. But it seems to me you've fallen for this woman. Other than she's a poor driver, and apparently a less than stellar business woman, what do you know about her?"

"Blue eyes, blonde hair, maybe 5-3, cute nose, sweet looking lips ..."

"Never mind!" He laughed. "So when do I get to meet her?"

"We have a day game next Wednesday; I'm going to invite her. If she says yes, you can meet her then."

"Hmm, I was going to pass on that one, but, ok, I'll see you then."

******

She was pleasantly surprised by his invitation, and then felt a flush as she agreed. "He is nice, and I haven't been anywhere in ages. What should I wear? Jeans? No, maybe a sundress and sandals ... I don't know anything about baseball, would that be appropriate? And the way he took my hand, it felt so ... right. Wait a minute; aren't you getting ahead of yourself? You just met him. You don't know anything about him. Maybe he's an axe murderer and he's setting you up as his next victim. No wait, he said he's Italian, and a lawyer. Maybe he's in the Mob. Oh great, you're attracted to a mobster! But he is cute."

******

Frank whistled when she answered the door.

And she blushed. But smiled.

"You like?" As she spun; the dress rose to show legs almost to the top.

"What's that old saying? Oh yeah, ... Ooh yeah! Aurora, you are beautiful. "

She couldn't help it, a giggle spilled out, "Really? You think I'm beautiful?"

She didn't tell him, but the dress was new, the sandals too. She'd spent an hour getting her hair and makeup just so. And waited breathlessly until he arrived. When he rang the doorbell she forced herself to count to twenty before opening the door. She almost threw herself into his arms, the counter effort causing her to quiver.

Frank didn't have such a problem; right after "wow" He pulled her into his arms looking into her eyes for permission, and finding it - he bent to kiss her. What had started as a simple kiss turned into a prolonged tasting, when they pulled apart, they looked into each other's eyes; and both whispered 'wow'.

"Um, we should go, "Before I throw you on the floor" I'd like you to meet my friend Phil at the ball game. It's going to be a beautiful day. Man, you look great in that dress. "I knew she had great legs." We'll meet my friend Phil at the game. Did I say you look great?"

******

Frank had never been so flustered when with a woman. She wasn't the most beautiful he had ever been with. He knew that. But still...

******

He walked proudly; chest puffed out, a small smile on his face, as he led her to their seats.

She felt his pride and it pleased her. Not as an ego thing, but because he was proud to be with her. She stood a little taller, held her stomach in a touch more, lifted her chest just a bit. And when he introduced her to his friend Phil ... the sparks shocked her.

******

Phil had arrived a little early; the team was still warming up as he took his seat. He'd come from the office, and as usual found the ballpark a welcome refuge from the tensions of twenty MBAs competing for the next rung on the corporate ladder.

His tie went into a coat pocket, and a cold beer helped him relax. He'd known Frank for just a few months, but felt a tie with him he'd never felt before. It never felt sexual, almost familial; like Frank was a brother he'd never had. This business with the woman from the accident concerned him. Not because he might lose a friend, he just didn't want Frank hurt.

When Frank and Aurora joined him he was taken aback. She wasn't a beauty in the classic sense; too short, a little too curvy, the face not perfect. But she was beautiful. He felt the breath catch in his throat. And when they shook hands, he felt electricity.

Her eyes widened on contact.

******

She found herself seated between the two men. The game was ... "interesting" ... She had no idea what was going on; someone would hit a ball, the crowd would roar. Or someone else missed the ball and the crowd would roar. And the men tried explaining the game. All she knew was that she had difficulty breathing and she didn't want to be anywhere else. She enjoyed the attention, didn't want it to stop, and at the same time felt guilty that she was enjoying the attention of both men, and not just Frank's. Phil was different from Frank; quieter, shyer. But he kept looking into her eyes, and she saw a longing that she echoed.

Dinner after the game was ...."Interesting"... They took her to a small restaurant in Bell Town, intimate, but friendly. Frank had driven her, of course, and Phil followed, but both men good naturedly vied for her attention at dinner. She relished being the center of attention, yet worried that she was intruding in a friendship. And being attracted to both men? What about that?

******* 

Phil called Frank Saturday morning, asking what he had going on as the team was on the road. "I thought I'd swing by Aurora's, see how she's doing."

"Oh, I thought we'd take the boat out, maybe have a couple beers and relax."

"It's tempting. Let me see how she's doing. I'll call you back in a bit."

******

Aurora woke feeling the best she had in months. Saturdays were usually her busiest day of the week, and she felt good about this one. And that was in spite of sleeping fitfully the past two nights. She'd find herself waking, thinking about Frank; and then a little later waking again, but with Phil in her mind. To say Aurora was confused would be an understatement; she'd had time to get a sense of Frank Russo, but Phil? She didn't even know his last name, and aside from the fact that he dressed pretty good and had a charming smile ... and an electric touch ...she knew nothing. "Well, there isn't much I can do about it today. Business calls and I hope business is good."

A sunny Saturday brings shoppers to nurseries. Aurora had been wise to specialize in Bonsai as no one else in the area had, but she also featured some unusual plants for gardens as well. Many customers stopped for the trees and were captivated by the bananas or gingers, and the giant cannas stopped everyone in their tracks. When Frank drove up, there wasn't a parking space available; he ended up parking down the street.

Aurora was chatting with a couple while standing next to one of the banana trees. Frank stood in shadows and watched the smile on her face, the animation as she explained about the plant. "God, she's just glowing. She so loves what she does, she's beautiful. I need to know her more!"

She glanced up; saw him standing at the gate, and smiled. "He's looking at me and likes what he sees. He looks pretty good too..." She was interrupted by the couple's question and then the woman glanced over at Frank and whispered a question: "Husband or boyfriend?"

"Hmm," said Aurora, "He might be. I met him by accident, and he keeps coming around. He is cute, isn't he? I think I may keep him."

"He's cute. If my husband wasn't here ..."

"If you weren't here, I might make a pass at him." Laughed her husband.

"Mmm, maybe we could both ..?

"Hey, he's mine." interjected Aurora with a laugh. "Can I show you some other plants? I have some Chinese Gingers that will blow your mind."


Triad Ch. 01



******

"I just stopped by for a few minutes. The team is out of town, but the game is on at five, would you like to come over and watch it? I noticed Wednesday you seemed overwhelmed by it all."

"I'd love to, but I don't close until six, so ...."

"Hey, no prob. I'll pick you up, we'll have pizza at my place, a couple beers, relax."

******

He was waiting right at six, but she insisted he wait while she cleaned up. Thirty minutes -- and one beer -- later, she came out; a peasant blouse and loose skirt with sandals, just a touch of fresh makeup, and freshly washed and dried hair brushed to a high luster. "Wow! You clean up nice. How about we stay here and play?"

"Oh no. You promised me pizza and a ball game. We'll see about the playing." Her smile would melt a miser's heart; Frank was a puddle.

******

"Oh, by the way, Phil's over there already. The pizza was ordered for six thirty, so he was there for it.

"Is there something between you two? I mean you guys are nice, and I'm not judging, you understand, so it's ok if your, um, a couple, you know?"

"What? No! I mean, no, it's not like that. He usually joins me for the Saturday night ball games, because I have the bigger TV, and, well, I don't know, it just worked out that way. He has a small apartment because he spent all his money on the boat, and he's single and doesn't need much."

"A boat?"

"You'll have to ask him about it. All I know is it has a mast and a couple sails."

"Speaking of asking ... tell me about you. All I know about you is that I hit your car, you dress nice, and you're kinda cute."

"You don't remember us at the coffee shop? I'm disappointed; I tried so hard to make a good impression!'

"No, silly. I don't mean that! Why did you become a lawyer? Besides baseball, what do you do for fun? I know you're not married, but do you have a girl?"

"No, no one else. Being a lawyer just seemed to come naturally, but I'm in corporate - and it's the same thing every day; read contracts. For fun, well, I've got the Alfa. I like getting out of town, finding two lane roads and just driving the twisty parts. There's a Zen like quality when you get a road right."

"But it's just driving. What's so special about that?"

"Aurora, you're just begging for a driving lesson." He said laughing. "I'm going to enjoy taking you for a ride!"

"So you think you can take me for a ride?"

"What?" "Is she reading my mind? Holy Crap!"

"You said you'd give me a driving lesson."

"Um, yeah, oh, we're here." "Whew!"

******

It was the middle of the fifth, Mariners down by one in KC. Phil stood to greet her; the hug and light kiss generating sparks, again.

She felt her breath catch, and looking in his eyes was surprised to see the shock on his face.

Frank hadn't missed the jolt either, but was surprised to not feel jealousy or possessiveness. 

The game continued -- both games actually -- the Mariners going ahead in the seventh, and holding on to win. The men explained the game, and Aurora began to sense the meaning of it. Meanwhile they were subtly vying for her attention. And she was subtly encouraging them. Aurora had been the attention of men before; any halfway decent looking Italian girl in Philly was. But usually she preferred one at a time.

******

The game almost over, Aurora said; "I'm a little tired; it's been a long day, do you mind if I stretch out for a bit?" She'd been sitting between the men, and now swung her feet up to Phil's lap and laid her head in Frank's lap. The men looked at each other, shrugged and smiled.

Phil's hand just naturally fell to her hip, and Frank found himself stroking her hair. A small smile played across her lips.

Soon Frank was stroking her hair with one hand, caressing a shoulder with the other. Meanwhile, Phil's hand went from her hip to her belly, and the motions were getting more and more intimate.

Frank looked over, and his hand dipped to a breast; softly rubbing, slowly seeking the tip, rubbing the nipple to a hard nub.

Aurora moaned; pressing a leg against Phil's lap, rubbing his growing hardness. A hand crept up the inside of Frank's thigh; stopping just shy of his manliness, caressing.

The pace picked up, her hands, legs pressing. Frank's hand stroking an excited breast, Phil's fingers rolling just over the top of her mons; her breath quickening.

Suddenly her eyes popped open. "Oh noo, I ... I have to go. Frank, I'm sorry, take me home please."

********** 



Triad Ch. 02



"What was that all about?"

"I'm not sure. She didn't say anything all the way home. Just 'Thank you I had a good time' before she ran inside. I tried calling this morning, but just got voice mail."

"Did I blow it for you two? I mean -- she seemed to want us both. If she'd given any indication -- I'd have gone home. But she acted like she wanted me there."

"Yeah, I'm confused too. One minute I'm getting turned on, the next I'm driving her home."

"I was too. I mean she had me hot, and then that was it. Do you think it was because she realized I was there? Or was that some kind of tease?"

"I really don't know. At first I thought she liked both of us. It's funny -- I can see she likes you too, and oddly, I don't feel jealousy. I suppose she'll let us know what that was about when she's ready."

It was Sunday and the men were on Phil's boat enjoying a sunny afternoon on the Sound. "I'll call her again when we get in."

******

"June of '76. Mom said she'd gone to a party in Riverside and things got out of control. She never did say how many men she had that night. Just a lot. Maybe she never knew. But she went back to Philly and had me. That ended her college life. I guess Dad knew the truth when they married ... he must have, 'cause Mom had me just months after they eloped. God, he really loved her."

The nursery business was reasonably brisk into August and she was able to bury herself in work. Frank had called the next day, but she had cut the call short. He tried calling a couple more times, only to be rebuffed. The truck came back a month after the accident and she caught up on chores.

"Mom never said, but she must have regretted not finishing college. Look how hard she pushed me. I didn't understand back then, I just thought she was trying to run my life ...why did they start feeling me? Stop thinking about it - that was wrong ... but, um, it felt good. Both of them, their hands ... God, I got so wet! And their ... cocks! Phil had something nice growing there. And the smell coming from Frank was, um, wow, what can I say?"

The concrete paths needed power washing and now that the truck was back she could rent a machine.

"Why did I get so turned on? Either man could turn me on, but two? Hmm, maybe Mom wasn't as drunk as she said; just a little careless. Phil had me squirming and if that hand had gone any lower, I'd have been done. But I don't know anything about him, a boat? Who has a boat?"

******

She heard a car pull into the yard, and an odd sounding horn. Curious, she walked around the building: there sat Frank in his sports car; a huge grin on his face. "Come on! I promised you a ride and I just picked her up from the shop. Let's go see how she feels."

"But the business ..."

"It's Wednesday, no one is shopping, and it's a beautiful day. Come one, you know you want to."

"Ohh, alright. Give me a few minutes while I clean up."

A few minutes turned into twenty; and cleaned up became shorts and a blouse, light makeup and brushed hair.

The whistle that greeted her as she stepped out brought a smile to her lips. "So, do you think this is appropriate for a drive?"

"You may want a hat and sweater for later; but otherwise you're perfect." "In every sense of the word."

"Oh you're just saying that." "What are you doing? If you get in that car..."

But she did get in. And they drove north and east into the hills. She was thrilled when they found the two lane roads with their twists and turns, the abrupt hills and short straights where Frank would hit the throttle, then slow for the next turn. He handled the wheel surely, and flicked the gears deftly. The "Braaap" of the exhaust sending shivers down her spine. Several times they stopped to admire a view out over the tree covered hills, the Cascades in the distance. At first they stood apart, then close, and soon Aurora found herself in Frank's arms, and not long after that - kissing him longingly.

They stopped in Arlington for dinner, sitting in the corner of a tavern patio. Over succulent burgers and craft beer they talked; "Why did you suddenly want to go home that night?"

She sat quietly for several minutes; finally drawing her eyes back from the hills and scanning Frank's face. "I ran because I didn't want to stop ... and that scared me."

She held up a hand; halting Frank's response. "I've never been in that situation before; two men turning me on - and I liked it. I liked it. And that is what scared me. Frank, I barely know you -- And Phil not at all -- but I'll go anywhere you take me. Either of you. And that scares me. And thrills me."

She scanned the hills again, then went on; "My mother conceived me one night at a party. She was never sure who the father was, and you'd think she'd be ashamed by that, but she wasn't. The few times it came up -- but not around my dad -- the few times she talked about it with me; there was a note of wistfulness in her voice. Almost like she missed having a bunch of men making love to her. I never understood that ... until that night at your house. God help me, I know what she felt; the power of more than one man loving you. I don't know how else to phrase it."

"So what I'm hearing -- you ran because you liked it too much?"

"Frank, in one more minute, if you'd rolled me over; I would have opened my legs for either of you. Not to be crude but I get wet every time I think about that night."

"Even now?"

"Oh God, you have no idea!"

"So what now?"

"I'm trying to put that behind me. I need to. But at the same time I want to see you, to be with you, literally be with you. And Phil -- him too. Don't take this wrong -- I'm just being honest here -the moment we touched at the ball park I felt something with him, and every time he touches me I feel it again."

She sat quiet again, staring nowhere; "And then there's you. By the time you dropped me off that day, you know, when I hit your car. You treated me so gently; I'd ruined your car and you were kind to me. And then you came back a few days later, and again after that. Frank ... you have my heart. Anywhere, anytime. But I have a big favor to ask; please, don't rush me. I know it sounds contradictory, but I want us being a long term item. Please?"

"Aurora, I love you. I know it. Since I dropped you off that day I've loved you. I wasn't sure at first, but that Saturday I came to invite you to my place -- seeing you standing there, so liking what you were doing; it hit me then. But what about Phil? He's as confused as I, probably more so."

She sighed; "I don't know. I'm confused ... Really. Since this is a moment of honesty ... I love him too. Dammit! I don't even know him that well! How can I decide? Which one? What if I can't decide? What then? Frank ... I'm really confused right now. Please ... have patience with me. Okay?"

"Patience is not one of my strong suits, but ...then you'd better spend time with him. Damn, I can't believe I'm saying it, but get to know him. I think he's a great guy."

******

On the drive back to Seattle both were involved in their own thoughts: Frank puzzling how he felt sharing Aurora, She running a decision back and forth. At her place she invited him in; "It's too early to end such a nice day, come in, have some wine with me."

Her apartment had a warm, homey feel to it; the owner's personality reflected in warm colors, lush paintings, and small sculptures. The main window in the living room looked out over the nursery, the city's skyline in the distance. A large comfortable couch was against one wall, two chairs and a small table against another. Her computer desk filled a corner near the big window.

"There's wine in that cabinet," she said pointing; "why don't you open a bottle? The opener is in that drawer. I'm going to change and freshen up."

Selecting a Pinot Noir, and seeing glasses, he poured two and carried them to the coffee table. Sitting back and staring out at the city, he lost himself reflecting on the day; it had gone from wary acceptance to romantic closeness to ... what? A threesome? He had no idea where this was leading, or even why he was going along with it, except he wanted to be with her.

"Ah, that's better." She said stepping into the room. "Oh good, you found the Pinot, I like that vintage."

He mentally shook himself and looked up gasping when he realized she was nude! "Uh, wha ... I thought you wanted to wait?" She stood framed in the doorway, one arm over her head. Her blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders; framing her face. Then his eyes traveled down to her pink tipped breasts, her tapered waist, and the small tuft of naturally blonde hair over her mons.

"Yes, I know, but then I thought while we came back that I didn't really have to totally wait. And the more I thought, the wetter I got. When I went to change, I just didn't want to put clothes on again. Frank ... feel ... I'm so wet. Feel me."

She stepped before him, spreading her legs, thrusting her pelvis forward. His hand reached out, two fingers extended; sliding into her folds. She moaned and reached down; forcing the fingers deep within her. Then she pulled the hand back and up to her lips. Inhaling deeply, she smiled into his eyes and then licked one of the fingers clean, the other she directed to Frank's mouth where he slowly drew it in.

Even as she cleaned her juices from his finger, she was tugging at his shirt; pulling it from his pants, up and over his head. He bent to kiss her, a hand grasping her breast. Meanwhile, she was loosening his belt, forcing his pants down, all the time moaning into his mouth. When they finally broke for air she pulled him back down to the couch and knelt before him; stripping him bare.

As soon as the last piece of cloth fell to the floor her mouth dropped to his cock and she swirled her tongue over its head. She inhaled the scents rising from his crotch; a heady mix of perspiration and pheromones stirring her senses ever more. She lay a series of kisses around the shaft; working her way down. Her hands played with the muscles of his thighs; forcing them open so she could lay another line of kisses, this time across his scrotum. Gently she nibbled at his balls; sending little shocks through his system, causing him to arch up and present them to her even more.

Suddenly she stood, and looking down at him with fire in her eyes; straddled his legs. Reaching for his cock with one hand and opening herself with the other, she impaled herself; dropping to his lap in one steady move. She looked into his eyes and with a slight smile and a definite quaver in her voice asked; "Do you think this will help you be patient?"

His response was instantaneous and definite; grabbing her by the waist he lifted her and dropped her several times on his raging hardon. A guttural roar formed in his throat as he pounded her up and down. She grabbed his head, pulling him to her, almost drawing blood from the collision of their lips. The squelching of her juices was echoed by the rasping of her breathing. Faster and faster she rose and fell until her legs began to quiver and she just sat in his lap; cumming and cumming, stomach muscles aching, legs frozen.

When she stopped, Aurora slumped against her new lover, gasping for air. Returning to the present, she could feel his rod buried deep within her; still rigid, still hot. "You haven't cum yet?" When he shook his head, she sat up and began clasping and relaxing her cunt muscles around him. It took only a few minutes, and with a roar, he came; arching back into the couch and forcing himself even farther into her. He held steady for several seconds, and then slowly relaxed. Pulling her back down, they exchanged soft kisses, hands running over each other.

With one hand on his shoulder, she twisted and leaned to pick up a glass; "Wine?" She said, offering him a sip.

******

Aurora spent the next month bouncing between the two men - in addition to running a business. Frank spending time with her, both in bed and out. They were insatiable with each other in bed, and couldn't keep hands off the other when out. He discovered her love of anal sex one night when she rose off his prick, repositioned it slightly, and slid back down. His cock popping through her rose bud confirming the new gateway. She rode him slowly at first, but quickly increased her speed. Neither lasted more than a couple minutes before they froze together. Drenched in perspiration she collapsed on his chest.

******

On their first date Phil wanted to take her to the Space Needle restaurant. "No thanks," She said; "I want to be impressed by you, not some over the top restaurant. There are plenty of very good small places where we can have great meals and be able to talk. Show me those places."

Phil was nonplused: No woman had ever turned down one of the top (literally) restaurants in town before. He couldn't think of an alternative choice; all the places he took dates to were similar; expensive and impressive.

"Pick me up tomorrow night at eight, dress casually," She told him; "I'll decide where we go."

He arrived at eight and she was ready; stepping out as he reached the door. "My, you look nice." She said; "Hungry?"

"Yes, certainly. You look very good yourself. Where are we going?"

"Just drive up the street, I'll tell you where to go. By the way, you're not allergic to peanuts are you?"

******

She studied him as he drove: smooth shaven with a firm jaw, a well formed nose and lightly tousled blondish hair. Smooth hands gripped the wheel easily, and muscular arms flexed as he flicked the wheel. "Do you work out?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes, well, somewhat. We have a gym at the office and I use it a couple times a week, but just to keep in shape for the boat."

They turned into the parking next to a Thai restaurant, and were greeted by the owner when Aurora led the way through the door. At their table she asked if he liked Thai. "I've never had it. You'll have to guide me. I have heard it's very hot, and I'm not comfortable with that."

"Soo, what do you normally have?"

"Oh the usual, you know; steak, prawns, salmon, things like that."

"No veggies?"

"Oh sure. Potatoes, peas ... a salad maybe. I'm not real picky, you know."

"Um hmm, Phil ... you may be in for some really new tastes, if you stay with me ... I can't remember the last time I had steak. There are a dozen different restaurants around here; everyone has a different cuisine, I can go two weeks easily, eating totally different every night. I like that. Variety is good."

"Is that why you're seeing Frank and me? Variety?"

"Yes dear," she said patting his hand; "I'm forming a harem and you two are my first candidates. I hope you can pass the test."

"Test?"

"Relax dear, I'm just joking. The other three guys passed, so you can coast in."

"Other three?"

"Phil, I'm still joking."

He was saved by the waitress. "Good evening Miss Aurora. I haven't seen you in a while."

"Min! How have you been? This is Phil ... we're going to teach him about Thai. Why don't you bring us green tea while I walk him through the menu?" She noticed him watching Min walk away; "Gorgeous isn't she? Too bad she's still in high school, isn't it?"

"What? No, um, ... okay, busted. She is gorgeous. Thai, isn't she? Whew! High school, huh?"

"Let's start you easy. Min, will you bring us a Chicken Satay for start, then let's go with the Crystal Noodle Pahd. And finally, let's have the Beef Green Curry."

They chatted as they ate: she telling about growing up in Philadelphia, getting a degree in business management. Aurora touched on her marriage, and divorce, how she'd inherited the nursery, some of the difficulties she faced.

Phil responded; "I grew up in Medford, Oregon. You know, the usual things: bike riding, playing baseball. My mom is a middle school teacher; she taught me about art. My dad is an accountant, but really loves jazz, and he taught me the guitar. I spent a lot of time listening to records by Wes Montgomery, Django Rheinhart, Charlie Williams."

"Then I went to Oregon State, studied hard, played a bit, hung around for a degree. I came up here; to the University of Washington, for my MBA and then got a great offer right here. I've been with the company five years now, but sometimes I wonder if there isn't something more to life."

"I know. I was with a fairly large company in Boston, but when my grandfather died and left me the nursery, well it didn't take me too long to make the move. Except for slow business lately, I haven't regretted my decision."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, that's why we're here."

"What happened that night? You seemed to be enjoying yourself."

"I just felt things were going too fast."

"Too fast? Or too intense?"

"That, Mr. Blussey, will be my little secret." "At least for now."

When he dropped her off, he asked if she'd like a sailing lesson. "I've never been on a boat, well, the ferries sure, but not a sail boat. It's not dangerous is it?"

"No, no." He laughed; "I'll make sure you're safe. Besides, the weather for the next week is going to be mild." They agreed on the following Wednesday.

******

Sitting in the stands, watching all the hopefuls taking batting practice, Phil and Frank commented on the various players; "if it wasn't September, he'd never see this field."

"Oh, I don't know. He was in Double A just six months ago. Sure he needs seasoning, but getting up here will give him incentive for next year. He'll probably spend most of next year in Tacoma; if he can get his bat under control ... Say, what's going on with you and Aurora?

"I'm taking her out on the boat Wednesday, we went to dinner last night ... she was a lot of fun. She showed me foods I'd never had before, we laughed and talked -- hey, did you know she has a business degree? Yeah, who knew? She went to the U of Penn. That's a tough school to get into -- somebody told me they only take about ten percent of their apps. What's happening on your side?"

"Look, I won't go into details, but let's just say that if she decides to love you ... well you better be prepared to do the same."

""You love her?"

"Yeah, truth be told, I do. The crazy part is that I don't mind her seeing you. "

"No matter what?"

"Yeah, I know, I said it was crazy."

******

"Hi! It's going to be a beautiful day. Are you ready?" It was ten am Wednesday, and Phil was at her door, ready and waiting.

"Come in, I'm almost done. I thought I'd get new shoes -- my old ones were too dirty to take on your boat."

"Thanks, it's amazing what can show up on fiberglass decks. Sometimes I think I spend more time cleaning than sailing."

******

He helped her step aboard, guiding Aurora to the cockpit as he unlocked the hatch and the seat lockers. They laid out the cushions, and he stepped below flipping on the batteries before moving back to the cockpit and starting the auxiliary engine, letting it idle while he removed sail covers and undid half the mooring lines. She sat in a corner of the cockpit -- out of his way -- and admired his athleticism as he moved about the boat. The muscular legs led her eyes to his firm butt and trim waist, which in turn led her to his broad shoulders and firm arms; "Not bad for an office type'"

"C'mon, I'll give you a quick tour below, and then a walk through up here; it's always nicer if you have some idea what's going on as we sail." He led her below, automatically tapping the barometer as he passed it -- it remained high. In the main cabin was a large settee to port set behind a table. To starboard was a full galley with a propane stove and overhead cabinets. Aft of the main cabin, the engine was directly under the cockpit, and single bunks extended farther back on each side. "Quite often I sleep in one of these; they're handy to the cockpit."




Triad Ch. 02



Forward was a separate compartment with shower stall to the right, toilet to the left. He explained the functioning of the throne, adding there was an instruction card next to it. Ahead of that was a large V-shaped bunk, with closets and cabinets to left and right. "Is this comfortable? It looks very small where your feet go."

"Nah ... there's better than six feet of width at this end, it's much roomier than you think. Here, climb in, and I'll show you what I mean."

She awkwardly climbed in head first, giving Phil a chance to admire the shorts pulled tight over her butt. "Look here. See this hand rail on the overhead? Just grab it, tuck your legs up and swing in."

"Why didn't you tell me that before? You just wanted to look at my butt, didn't you?"

"Me? Why ... I'm hurt that you would think such a thing of me. Hurt. And it is a nice looking butt too."

"Aha, I knew it!" she said, a twinkle in her eye.

By now they were laying side by side. Aurora was pleasantly surprised by the space, and rolled to tell him so, to find him on his side, looking into her eyes. He pulled her to him and wide eyed she accepted his first kiss. Tender at first, a light exploration of each other's lips, it slowly deepened as they pulled themselves closer. Soon they were hip to hip, chest against breasts, Lips grinding passionately, while hands roamed backs and sides. When they did separate, it was with a rush of breath and a murmured "Whoa!"

"If we're going sailing, we'd better get out of here, or I'm going to have your pants off and your cock in my mouth. Which do you prefer?"

"Well," he groaned; "as tempting as you are, let's go sailing. But I will have you later."

******

They spent the early afternoon cruising with a light breeze; the Main and Genoa getting just enough wind to hold their shapes. As soon as they cleared the marina, Aurora pulled off her tee shirt, leaving her in a smallish top and shorts. "Come over here, I'll put some lotion on your back; the sun out here can be brutal, you get as much off the water as from overhead."

"Don't you want to do my front also?"

"Yeah, but right now I need one hand on the wheel."

"Spoil sport."

******

As the wind dropped off they drifted - the nearest land a half mile away and no other boats in sight. "This is what I like," Phil said; "peaceful, serene ... alone. Also, I can work on my tan."

"Your tan? I thought you were already?"

"Now I'm talking about the rest of the tan. Unless you don't want me stripping?"

"Oooh, THAT kind of tan. Honey, don't let me stop you. Besides, I've been wanting to continue what we started earlier. Show me what you've got sailor."

His shirt had been off for a while, and she had admired the firmness of his chest and belly, but now she waited, barely breathing, as he unsnapped his shorts and with one easy motion dropped them at his feet. "Oh my!" she said in a gasp.

Hands on hips, legs spread; he stood before her; his cock dangling, half hard. "Not a long one," she thought, "but I don't think I've ever had one that thick. That's almost as fat as my wrist!" Looking up into his eyes, she saw a moment of concern on his face. Quickly she reached out, stroking the offering before her. She tugged him the one step closer she needed, and bent to kiss the head of his cock. Looking into his face again, she smiled and then lay back; lifting her hips. Getting the hint; he knelt, taking her shorts in hand and pulling them down, leaving her in a small red thong. Without hesitation he pressed his face against her mons, inhaling the aroma of a woman. Already the material was stained with her seeping fluids, and he tried sucking through the cloth. That wasn't satisfactory. With a growl he pulled the barrier aside, again diving into her cunt; now fully open to him.

Lips over lips, his tongue lashed out; seeking nectar, wanting ever more. The tastes and smells of her rising passion drove him to frenzy, and he kept pulling her pussy more and more to his mouth. All the while she had been spurring him on; her hands pulling him to her. She relished the sweet pain of his lips and teeth crushing against her cunt and clit, wanting ever more; his tongue forcing into her opening, searching.

Suddenly he stood. Picking her up and turning her onto her knees; he had her kneeling on the seat, hands on the coaming, looking out over the water. She didn't have time to wonder what was next because his cock was already at her entrance.

Hands on Aurora's hips, Phil pushed in. Not fast! Past experience had taught him patience was his friend.

Aurora groaned as the massive intruder spread her lips. Not in pain, but lust. One hand reached back, finding a leg, pulling him closer. She groaned again as he filled her; finally signaling a pause. Her head dropped as she adjusted to the girth extending her. Her hand dropped from his leg, returning to the coaming, giving him free rein.

Slowly at first he began stroking in and out; looking down he was amazed to see her pussy lips clamped tightly around his organ; extending as he pulled out, riding with him as he pushed in. Pushing harder and harder, sweat dripping to her back, Phil fucked into his prize.

"Harder!" She groaned; "Fuck me harder! I want more! Fuck me, fuck me fuck me"

Suddenly she tried to stop him. "Phil! Stop! There's a boat coming!"

A power boat had pulled into sight, having come from the other side of the sloop. "Too late!" He groaned; "I'm not stopping now. Smile and wave, cause I'm gonna fuck you in front of everyone on that boat!"

A shiver ran down her spine, and then more; "Yes! Fuck me! Show them whatta stud I've got! Fuck me!"

Seeing the action on the sailboat, the powerboat's driver slowed down -- idling toward the action. On board were two couples in their early twenties. Everyone was fascinated by Aurora's tits swaying to the pounding she was getting, but the pure lust on her face caught the eye of the young brunette. By now the boats were within feet of each other. Aurora and the brunette almost able to touch as Phil pounded into her.

Suddenly Phil pulled out, and before she could do anything, she felt him push against her ass. "No!" She started to say; and then felt him pop past her anal ring. "Oh Shit! Stop! Damn it, give me a chance!"

"Is he in your ass?" Asked the girl in awe.

All Aurora could do was nod, somewhere between pain and ecstasy. "Christ that hurts." She moaned to the girl.

"That is so hot! I've never been butt fucked. Does it still hurt?"

All Aurora could do was shake her head. By now Phil was deep in her, pounding hard, his breath ragged. His hands were everywhere; stroking her back, mauling her tits, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her harder onto his pole.

"My pussy, rub my pussy!" She ordered. Strumming her clit firmly they came together; Phil baying into the sun as he went rigid against her buttocks; Aurora growling, eyes open, staring into the brunette's. Slowly they returned to the moment, sagging in exhaustion.

Aurora looked over her shoulder; "the next time you do that, ASK dammit!"

Before they pulled away, the brunette extended herself; lightly kissing Aurora. "That was beautiful. I want to make love to you."

"I want you too. My name is Aurora."

*********



Triad Ch. 03



"Hi! Remember me?"

Aurora had been scrubbing display benches; her hair a mess, dirt on her face, the scruffiest of clothes. Her back ached and the light rain kept her swiping at her face with a damp towel. But when she heard the voice she instantly flashed back to the brunette on the boat, and Phil pounding into her ass. 

She had almost forgotten the girl on the other boat - almost. Those brown eyes staring into hers as Phil pounded into her; they were an integral part of that experience. She would have looked for the woman - but had no name, no idea where to look.

"I've been looking for you since that day on the boat. My god that was hot!"

"You never told me your name."

"It's Brie."

"You mean like the cheese?"

She sighed; "yes, like the cheese. I am so tired of that joke."

"I'm sorry, that just popped out. Well, it could have been worse ... you might have been named Gouda!"

"Oh! (...) I never thought of it that way. I've been looking for you - well actually I'd given up - when I saw your name on the sign and I took the chance and stopped. You don't mind, do you?"

"Honestly, if I'd known where to look, I would have come to you."

"Then it's a good thing I found you, huh?"

"Yes it is. Look, I have to finish this up. It's a dirty job, but fortunately I only do it twice a year. Then we came go upstairs and talk. Why don't you look through the nursery for the next fifteen minutes or so?

*****

Stepping into her apartment Aurora kicked off her rubber boots and hung her raincoat next to the door.

"There's wine in that cabinet, the opener in the drawer above it; why don't you open a Pinot while I get a shower."

The hot water felt good on sore muscles and cold fingers and toes. Even as she shampooed her hair she wondered about Brie and her search. "What's with her? She's good looking, mmm; I wonder what she tastes like ... Really? Where did that come from? You haven't been interested in a woman since college. But she is cute, isn't she?" 

Aurora felt a slight breeze on her damp back. "Hi! Would you like a back scrub?" She turned to see a naked woman standing in her shower door. Taller, but with small breasts that came to sharp points - nipples already looking dark and hard. She had narrow waist and shapely hips. Between her thighs a small landing strip led to barely visible lips.

Aurora glanced up at Brie's face; the brown eyes held a look of uncertainty, and she chewed on a lower lip while she waited for an answer. Aurora held out her arms; "I'd love having my back scrubbed, but I'd like a hug first."

A large smile spread across Brie's face as she stepped into the welcoming embrace. "I ... I wasn't sure, you know, if I should come in here."

Aurora pulled her face down the few inches needed and kissed her gently on soft lips. "Oh yes, you definitely should have come in."

The women pressed together; hands roaming in exploration while lips tasted lips. They would pull apart just enough to look into the other's eyes, and then return to the pleasure of exploring a new lover.

Eventually they did engage in a bit of scrubbing, but mostly they just caressed each other to a high state of excitement, until Aurora could take no more. "The bed - let's go to my bed."

Quickly drying each other (and just giving their hair a quick rub); Aurora led her new lover by the hand. Throwing back the covers and laying back; she beckoned Brie with open arms. 

Stretching over her, hip to hip, breast to breast, lip to lip they learned each other's ways. Soon, however, Aurora rolled them over, and as she kissed her way down Brie's throat to her tits and beyond she asked; "So, what happened after you guys moved away from us?"

"Oh ... that's so nice, umm, don't stop." (Aurora was stretching the tits by sucking firmly as she drew her head back.) "After we left you we went over to Blake Island for the night. There weren't any other boats around so we shed the little we were wearing and got down to business. You know, we were going to fuck anyway, but after watching you take that huge thing we were as hot as I've ever been. I was there with Ron - his dad has a car dealership and that was daddy's boat, the other couple was Michele and Jeremy. "

By now Aurora was nibbling at the entrance of Brie's puss; licking and lightly biting, causing her lover to twist and turn, her hands clenching sheet.

"Oh God! (...) Oh, Michele just pushed Jeremy on his back, grabbed his cock and just dropped on it. I could hear her breath going out with a whoosh. He grabbed her hips and she was just bouncing up and down. Ron grabbed me, spun me around and he had me on my knees and pumped into me. Damn that cock felt good! After watching you ... let's just say cock was all I was thinking about. I took everything Ron had and in minutes I felt him coming. He slumped over me, breathing hard, and then dropped to the seat next to me. But I wanted more! I looked over at Michele and Jeremy; she was just climbing off his lap and he was just laid back, his cock limp. Damn! I wanted more -oh, oh do that more! Michele looked at me - she had the same hungry look I felt. We met in the middle of the boat, kissed once or twice and dropped right into a sixty-nine. The mixture of her spicy juice and Jeremy's salty sperm was great. I ate every bit I could find. I can guarantee she was searching for everything I had too. I probably came twice more with her."

Aurora's fingers and tongue echoed what she was hearing, and her efforts drove Brie into a series of quivering spasms.

After a short break, they traded places, with Brie exploring Aurora's mature breasts; enjoying their color and fullness, suckling on her hard nipples. Moving down, she spent some time swirling tongue into navel; eliciting giggles. Soon she was at her target; a moist, pink vagina. She cooed at the small blonde tuft, and then blew gently; sending a shiver through Aurora.

While Brie was happily licking at Aurora's soaking pussy, the bedside phone rang. With a slight groan she answered: "This had better be important!"

"Ah ... Aurora? Are you ok? This is Phil. Frank and I thought we'd come over, maybe play a bit."

"Um ... that's nice, maybe that's a good idea." She pressed Brie's face harder against her pussy. "Yes that's definitely a good idea. Why don't you guys pick up pizza and come over. I may have a surprise for you. No wait, I'll call an order to Min's, we'll have Thai. I think that will be more appropriate. "

Hanging up the phone, she looked down at the tousled head happily delving into her core; "Brie dear, would you like some company? That was Phil; he and Frank are coming over in a little while. I think you'll like them."

"If you mean 'do I want to try Phil's cock?' yes I do. But who's Frank? Are you fucking two guys?"

"Two are fucking me. Let's take a break, I have to call in an order - you do like Thai, don't you?"

******

"Man, look at the size of this order! Is she planning on an army?

"Phil, if this goes the way it looks, we're going to need all that, and maybe more. She doesn't share details of what you guys do, but if it's anything like what we've done - it's going to be a very long, very fun night."

******

"Come in!" They heard Aurora call. "I'm in the bedroom."

Oh yes, she was in the bedroom alright, and a slim brunette was on her knees between Aurora's clasping legs; a beautiful ass highlighted by the dripping pussy and winking ass hole in the center. "Guys; I want you to meet Brie. Phil, you remember her; she's the girl from that other boat."

"Nope, don't recognize her. But then I only saw her from the waist up."

Aurora held Brie in place. "Honey, you remember Phil? Well next to him is Frank, and while you keep doin' what you're doin' one of them is going to explore your sweet pussy. Ok?"

Brie vigorously nodded her head; sending additional spasms through the clitoris under her tongue. 

Men's clothing flew in all directions and Frank knelt behind the sweet ass. His hands gently massaged the soft skin; thumbs pressing into ass and pussy, drawing juices to the surface and then spreading them over the outer lips. The aroused scents of the two women saturated the room; a heady aroma that hardened already firm cocks.

Phil fed his large, hard cock to Aurora's lips; teasing the head from side to side, then up under her nose where she inhaled the man-scent deeply. Back to her lips it went, but this time slowly pushing in - forcing her welcoming lips open; her tongue swirling over and under the head. Phil groaned at the sensations, moving deeper into the hot, welcoming, chamber.

At the other end of the pile, Frank had his nose right up to the dripping slit; inhaling the sweet/spicy aroma of Brie's hot box. His tongue drove in; digging as deep as he could, sucking juices from a flowing fountain. Then his faced moved up searching for the other hot hole. His pointed tongue probed forward again and the surprising sensation drove Brie harder into the pussy before her.

The room was saturated with the sweet sexual smell of aroused women and the moans and groans of very busy mouths.

In minutes Frank was so aroused that he couldn't wait any longer. Rising behind Brie, his cock hard as steel; he quickly placed his cock at the open, dripping slit and pushed in; not stopping until he was braced against her ass. Holding himself still, he could feel the pussy walls clenching and unclenching around him. Breathing deeply, he inched back until only the head was encased and then pushed back in. His pace picked up; his hips rocking, his hands grasping her hips. Every drive forward pushed her harder against Aurora's pussy, every drive sent shock waves through Aurora's body, and every drive forced her further onto Phil's massive cock.

Looking at each other, the men nodded and drove into the women as hard and fast as they could. Within seconds both were coming and there was cum spewing and juices flowing. Even when they had finished; everyone froze in place, relishing the sensual afterglow.

The first to go was Brie - slowly toppling to her side; her cheek dragging across Aurora's thigh, Frank's softening prick pulling out with a small sucking sound. He sat back on his heels; looking down at Aurora's gaping cunt - wide open and clasping in the last of her orgasmic bliss.

In a daze he tilted forward, his lips kissing her pussy tenderly and his tongue taking one pass over her clit.

She quivered once again and held his head in place for a moment, then gently pushing him away.

Phil sat back; his cock leaving a stream of spunk along her cheek, matching the sperm dripping from the sides of her mouth.

******

They sat on a blanket in the living room, forming a rough circle, but in such a way as they could enjoy the view between the others' legs. Still warm Thai was passed around - samples being offered by the women with chop sticks - the men relying on forks. Everyone was laughing at reactions to new flavors, and at the same time ogling tits, pussys and cocks. While the men weren't turned on by each other, they did acknowledge each other's physique. But when it came to the women, well ... they had three other bodies to be turned on to.

As the eating slowed the conversation turned sexier, comments more suggestive. Brie reached into Phil's lap; grasping his flaccid cock. "I can't believe you took all of this ... in the ass, yet. I don't know if my poor little pussy can take that much."

"Well, my little sweet pussy, the only way you'll know is trying. But don't worry; he's a very considerate lover. You've got to go for it. Frank honey," She said turning; "you don't mind what I said, do you?"

"No. You guys enjoy Paul Bunyan over there, and when you want smooth lovin' I'll be here."

"Mmm, you're so understanding. There's some lube on the table; I want you in my ass while she gets her first taste of Mr. Bunyan."

The women settled to their tasks: Aurora stretched out on her stomach while Frank lovingly applied lubrication to her back door; his fingers pushing and twisting, starting at one then moving up to two, then three. Soon she was writhing under his efforts and finally drew her knees in, lifting her butt. He crouched behind her - his cock straining for its target. 

As he pressed to her star, it opened in invitation, begging to be filled. Once he'd pushed all the way in, they looked over at the other couple. Brie had been busy also. She'd pushed Phil onto his back, and then knelt next to him, her hand still grasping his growing member. In fascination she watched it grow; filling her hand until the fingers and thumb were separated a good inch. Mesmerized, she bent; her lips just touching the head in the smallest of kisses. A little firmer, a little deeper, she kissed again and then with a small groan she opened her mouth and slowly engulfed him. When the head bumped her throat she stopped and taking a deep breath began pumping the cock into her mouth. Soon saliva was flowing around the massive meat.

Phil tugged her hips around and dug fingers into her juicy quim. In only minutes she was ready, and rose off the cock inhaling deeply. She swung over his hips, and with one hand on his chest and the other leading the massive organ to her core. When she felt the head spreading her pussy lips she paused, and then lowered herself, pausing every inch or so; her eyes getting larger with every movement. When she'd taken all she could, she was surprised to realize her butt was resting on his thighs. She looked over at Aurora. "My God! It's all in me! I want to move, but do I dare? Aurora! What do I do now?"

"Darlin' there's an old saying - 'Use it or lose it.' You know what to do. And when you're done - come to me and we'll clean each other up."

Bending her head almost to Phil's chest, her hands digging into his skin; her hips began rising and falling. Just an inch or so at first, a short break between rises. Soon the pace quickened, the movements became longer, her juices flowing around the man meat and dripping off his balls.

Aurora had been holding her breath, her eyes locked-willing Brie into motion. She began to match the younger woman, keeping pace; almost as if experiencing Phil's log through Brie. Soon both women were pounding onto their enclosed members; pussy and ass clasping and sliding, juices pooling under them. At one point Brie froze; her head thrown back, a guttural howl rising from her cunt and through her throat. Aurora froze with her, not breathing, waiting for the animalistic orgasm rising from the younger woman.

With a shudder Brie came back, looking down at Phil she hoarsely whispered; "No more. I can't go any farther. Let me sleep." And she slid off his steel rod.

"Frank, come with me. I'm going to help Phil and I want you in my ass again." She crawled to her other lover; climbed onto his lap and drove onto the rigid meat at her gate. Leaning forward she kissed Phil deeply, and then looked over her shoulder as Frank greased his rod.

Aurora kissed Phil again, then said; "Grab my ass, pull me open. Frank's going in. I want both of you, and I want you now." The other cock lined up and using her own over flow as lube, Frank pressed pass her sphincter with a pop. 

Phil felt the other cock through the thin wall as it pushed all the way in. Aurora took a breath, readjusted her position a little and then ordered: "Fuck me boys. I'm yours. Fuck me 'til I can't talk. Fuck me, c'mon ... more, more ... oh god, oh god ... yes... 

One pushing up, the other down, the men took her at her word; pounding cocks into her willing holes. Pussy and ass clenching the ravishing rods, Aurora's eyes rolled back and drool loosely dripped from her lips. Only after the men had cum, hot spray jetting into her; only then did she stop. All strength gone from her limbs, Aurora collapsed onto Phil's chest. 

Breathing heavily, Phil held her to him as Frank pulled out and stretched out beside them.

Aurora felt a tongue lapping at her butt hole and then moving down to her pussy. A nose brushed against her as the mouth licked at Phil's softening cock. Looking over her shoulder, all she could see was long brunette hair. Until Brie looked up; "That was so fucking hot."

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Triad Ch. 04



"Mmm, you're so good to me I'd love to return the favor."

"Brie, you keep licking my clit like that and I'll have to return the favor."

"You mean like this?"

"Oh! Yes, I do mean like that ... geez, that was a quick one. You've really gotten good at pussy lickin' in the last two months."

Brie chuckled; "But Aurora, I've only been doing what you showed me ..."

"I don't remember teaching that one. Come up here and cuddle with me."

The lovers nestled together with Aurora gently caressing the younger woman's breasts. They exchanged light kisses while whispering to each other. "You know you're spoiling me. I meant it when I said I wanted to return the favor. You share me with Frank and Phil ... I thought it only fair that I bring Ron and Jeremy over. They don't have Phil's fat cock, but they can still fuck and Ron loves eating pussy."

"Thanks, but no. As strange as it may seem, I plan on staying true to my two guys. They aren't seeing anyone else, and I love them for that. Well except you. And that's a special circumstance since I introduced you.

******

"Damn, I'm glad you only have to clean this thing once a year." This 'thing' was the bottom of Phil's boat, and the men were dedicating a Saturday to scrubbing its bottom.

Most of the work was accomplished with pressure washers, but there were still stubborn spots and usually in the most difficult locations. "I'm just glad you're willing to help. I've done it by myself, but it takes a lot longer." Phil answered. "If this warm wind continues, I may be able to repaint her tomorrow. We'll give her a couple days to dry and then have her hoisted back into the water. She'll be ready for the future"

"Speaking of the future – Any thoughts on ours – specifically with Aurora?"

Phil thought for a while; "I don't see one long term. We'll fuck our brains out with her, then drift apart. No one will notice it at first – we'll just slow down getting together until we won't even bother with trying."

"Man, that's a pretty bleak picture. Usually it's the lawyer that comes up with that. Are you speaking from personal experience or what?"

"That's the way all my relationships have been. Sometimes I've been the one to drift away, other times not. You asked ... you must have an idea of your own?"

Now Frank mulled. "Long term I see us living together – the three of us. Oh, and Brie visiting regularly, of course."

"Well yeah."

"I guess I'm optimistic. The way I see it ... we're suited to each other. Take you and me –we met by accident; you made a comment at the first game of the season and we had a conversation going. From there we became friends. We've never had any kind of real disagreement – we respect each other's opinions and accept our differences. Even when it comes to Aurora we don't argue. Why is that? I've asked myself many times why we don't. The only answer I can come up with is that she meets our individual needs, and we – together – meet hers. And that's why I'm optimistic; neither of us has to be everything for her. The pressure is off."

"So, do you see us all living together or what? And if so, where? Your place?"

"Sure, why not?" Responded Frank. "Your place isn't much more than a monk's cell. I'm surprised you don't live on the boat ..."

"The marina won't allow it!"

"... Because it's larger than your apartment."

The men scrubbed away at several barnacle growths low on the keel, Phil mentally noting the need for additional paint in the area.

"So what's your plan?"

"I don't know yet. I don't think now is the time to bring this up with her. Let's see how things shake out through Christmas. Who knows? You may have taken yourself out of the picture by then."

******

"Fuck! Pound me! I love it like that!"

"You know there's a song by that name." Panted Frank.

"What? Pound me?"

'No ...'I Love it like that', damn your ass looks nice in this light. Don't move ... I want to lick it."

"Oh shit ... that's so nice. Mmm ... oh! Damn you have a talented tongue. Ooo, yes lover, my butt loves you too. Oh! Do me a favor will you ... the lube ... on the table ... I want you in there. Mmm, such talented finger ... That's the spot ... you do know me don't you ... god, I'm melting ... Mmm ... yes ... now the cock ... How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"How is it you can slip your cock into my ass and it never hurts? Not that I'm complaining ... damn that's nice ... that's it ... nice and slow ... oh, wait ...aahhh ... that was a nice little one. Okay, now faster ...yesss ... more now, deeper, deeper, comeon now lover, pound me, Fill my ass! Fuck! Here I go again ... oh shiiit! I'm ... I'm ... ah ...ah...coming...coming...commmingggg."

Pounding hard, Frank fucked her ass with every fiber of his body. Sweat ran down his face and off his chest; his legs burned and his arms quivered, but he was close to coming himself. As Aurora's ass clamped around his pulsing cock the added pressure finished him and from deep in his body semen gushed forth.

Feeling his cock pulsing and jetting deep in her bowels sent Aurora into another climactic spasm; her ass squeezing the invading meat and wringing an agonized groan from her lover.

******

Laying together, both lost in a post fuck bliss, Frank quietly asked Aurora; "What would you like for Christmas? It's only ten days away, and you haven't given me any hints."

"Haven't you gotten me anything?" She asked coyly.

"I'll take the Fifth on that. But isn't there something special?"

Aurora lay quietly for the longest time. So long that Frank craned his head around to see her face. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, and when he wiped some away she broke into a sob. ""I miss Phil. You know I love you. But Phil is just as much a part of me, and I miss him." 

Wrapping her in his arms, he tried to will her unhappiness away. "Damn it Phil! You and your unwillingness to commit. 'We just drift apart' my ass. You didn't want to put in the hard work."

"We can't force him to stay with us if he doesn't want to. You're smart. You understand that I'm sure. I've tried talking to him; he just says he's too busy right now. I went by his apartment, but he wasn't there. Maybe he's hanging out on the boat. Any way, it doesn't seem he wants to see us, and I guess we have to accept that."

"Maybe, but not until he tells me face to face."

******

Phil woke to the sound of rigorous pounding on the hatch. Rubbing sleep from his eyes and checking his watch he was surprised to see it was barely six in the morning. "Who the hell ..."

He'd barely cracked the hatch open when it was forcibly pushed the rest of the way and he was greeted with a torrent of words from an angry Aurora. "... I've been worried sick about you and you've been hiding out down here. What the hell is going on? Do you think so little of me that you think you can just fade away and I won't notice? ..."

"Wait, please, let me wake up. I need coffee ..."

"Here's your damn coffee ... I brought you some ... and then we are going to talk. And Mister, you better believe I'm not leaving until I'm satisfied."

"But ... I have to go to work ..."

"Call 'em. Tell them an ex-lover has you by the balls and is threatening to cut 'em off. I don't care. We're getting this settled."

******

"Well, it's nice to see you sleep in the nude. But what if I'd been some man? Or a cop? What then?"

"I'd have asked them to wait while I dressed. Which, by the way, I'd like to do now."

"Don't get dressed on my account. Besides, I've always admired your chest. Among other things. How's your coffee? Did I get it right?"

"Yeah, thanks. Do you want to take off your coat?"
"No, not yet. First we talk. Where have you been? Is it something I've done? I've missed you and I don't know what happened."

"Nothing happened, I've just been busy. You know ... work, stuff; I've just been too busy."

Aurora studied his face and under her steady gaze his eyes faltered and then dropped to his hands.

"Phil, look at me. I came down here to find out what happened, and the closer I got, the angrier I became, but I'm not mad now. Well, I'm still mad but I'm putting that aside. I've missed you and I don't ... I don't know what to do. Is it me? Is it Frank? Do you want me to choose between the two of you? Is that it?"

"NO! I don't expect you to choose. You don't have to; you have Frank already. You don't need me. I just get in the way."

"Wow. And here I've been thinking of you as this big, self-confident guy that can handle things. Do you feel threatened by Frank?"

"No, I just think you'll be better with him than me."

"Maybe you should let me make that call. You and Frank are complimentary for me – he meets some of my needs and wants, you meet others. There's more here, isn't there?"

"Meaning what?"

"Commitment. You are willing to work hard at the company, and you have dedicated yourself to the boat, but when it comes to the most personal of commitments – to me – you can't do it. Why? You've shown you can; the boat and work are proof. What are you afraid of with me?"

"It's not you."

She studied his face. "If it's not me ... is it Frank?"

"No."

"Man, you're not going to help me here are you? Is it women in general? Or serious relationships? Don't you miss me?"

"Yes, I do miss you, but ... (sigh) it's hard."

"What's hard?"

"This. Us. The three of us. It's hard doing it. It's easier to just let it go. I stay busy and that's all I need."

"Well it's not all I need." Aurora said as she finally undid the top two buttons of her jacket. "I wasn't kidding that you are part of me," Two more buttons pop open and cleavage is revealed; "I came down here determined to get you back." The coat fell open. She was nude. "Yes, I know, naked under the coat is a cliché, but I want you back. WE want you back. But I want you back in my bed. Okay, so you think it'll be hard work. But how much more work is it for me? Trying to meet the needs of two men. Very different men. And I don't mind. You guys are worth it. Now, open your legs. You need a reminder."

She knelt before him and pushed his thighs apart; her hands traveling up in a firm caress. When she reached their juncture her hands cupped his balls and then extended up, drawing his half hard cock up and away from his body. "Mmm, I've been missing this. You are the only man that has completely filled my pussy. You didn't know that, did you? When you're in me ... Frank is different, he's a different kind of lover ... but with you, it's like everything in my world is complete."

Her head dropped, tongue extended, taking a small swipe at the tip. A thin tendril of saliva held between tongue and cock and as it broke her head dropped and she engulfed him as far as she could. Phil groaned and his eyes rolled back as he slumped into the cushions behind him. Automatically his hands grasped her hair; fingers knotting into the blonde tresses as he guided her.

For several minutes she fellated him; getting him as hard as she had ever. When he was truly ready she stood before him, one hand on his cock the other opening her quim. Straddling his legs, she lowered until his cock tip was just at her lips. She brushed it back and forth, teasing herself. And then she stood back up, put her coat on, and buttoned it back up. In response to his stunned, questioning look she answered; "Phil honey, I don't believe in cock teasing, and I'm sorry if you think that's what this is about. It's not, but I want you to remember what we have together. If I'm worth the effort, you'll come to me. And the reward will be waiting. But if not ... well ... I guess I'll have to accept that. I have to go - I'm expecting a shipment in an hour." And with a light kiss on his cheek, she was gone.

******

That night Frank was over for dinner. The table was set for three. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Not yet. I could be wrong, but I'm hoping. Meanwhile why don't you open a Cabernet while I finish the salad?"

******

A knock came just as she was serving the salad. "Will you get that?"

Phil stood at the open door; his hair wet from the light rain. "Hi. I, ah, I thought I'd come by, but if you're busy ..."

"Nonsense, come on in."

"No!" Said Aurora. "Not with that attitude."

"Phil Blussey, if you think I want you back like some kind of beaten dog – then you are surely mistaken. When you come to me I want the confident man of last fall. You know – the one that fucked me on the boat, with an audience. I want that man, because he'll want to be with me and will put in the hard work I demand. Come back when you can be that man."

Frank looked Phil in the eyes and saw the hurt, but knew this was necessary. 

As he began closing the door something clicked in those same eyes; Phil's back straightened and his head came up. "No dammit! I'm here now! Frank – do me a favor will you – go in another room? This won't take long."

Frank quickly checked with Aurora, and then stepped into the bedroom. He did stay close to the door however.

"You came down to the boat and accused me of not being willing to put in the hard work this thing needs ..."

"Phil, I..."

"Quiet! You did all the talking before, now you hear me. And I mean listen. I don't have a perfect history when it comes to relationships, not even when I was a kid."

"Phil, honey, you don't have to tell me this."

"Yes I do. I didn't go to work. I spent the day polishing chrome on the boat. And thinking. The pattern was set for me as a kid – my folks were so busy with their careers they didn't have time for each other. Oh sure, they made time for me – but not each other. I grew up thinking that was normal. That once you had a child or two, you focused on other things. That's how I've gone into everything since then; that the personal wasn't important. Just do the career, the hobbies, if you get married – ok, but no big deal. Then you come into my life. But it's not a 'normal' thing ... no ... you have to have another man too. Sure I've had fun, but I've gotten more and more confused. I can't classify us. Frank and I aren't lovers – but we're both yours. He makes you happy, but I do too. You fuck my brains out, but his also. Frank says he can see us together for years, but how? Who do you marry? And what about the other guy? What's his status? I'm a Business Major. I'm supposed to be good at analyzing situations. But I can't here. Where do I fit in?"

"May I call Frank back in?" While they waited, she poured Phil a glass of wine and topped the other glasses.

"Honey ... this is one of those situations that is better if you don't over think it. Try this: most women settle for one man, and convince themselves he meets all their needs. I tried that. My husband was a kind person who tried, but ultimately he couldn't do it. It wasn't his fault; that's just the way it was. I thought I'd go through life basically just picking up someone when the physical need got too great. Then I met Frank and things began looking a bit better. He was nice, and kind, and a good lover. But he wasn't perfect. Then you and I hit it off, and you did somethings for me he couldn't. Between the two of you, I'm a happy woman. And I thought I was keeping both of you satisfied also. But I guess I forgot to take some of your needs into account. And maybe I've missed some of Frank's also. I'll change that right now ... if you'll let me."

Frank had been quietly listening; "Phil, as I see it you and I have mutual and complimentary roles; we're her lovers. But we're also her partners. So I have a proposition; let's really become partners ... legally. We can form a legal entity, a civil contract, vesting each of us with equal rights and responsibilities. We can even put a time span on it – say five years. If it's working, we renew. If not, well we'll know by then and we can just let it go."

"Wait a minute," interjected Aurora, "are you proposing a permanent, full time, living together arrangement, or that we just continue as we are now?"

"I would like us to be living in one house, full time. A true marriage except in name."

"Your house, I suppose?" Asked Phil.

"At first, sure. If it works and we want more space, then we can look for something else."

"Well, I'd want to keep my apartment, just in case."

"Fine, sub-lease it."

"And what about me and my place?"

"Obviously you'd keep it. It's your business."

"This contract – When can you have it ready?"

"Aurora dear, it'll be ready for Christmas, if you both agree. We can work out the move after."

******

Christmas Eve the three gathered at Frank's house in the U District. He'd cleaned and decorated, had a full dinner catered, and carefully selected several choice wines. The men were in suits and ties, Aurora in a spaghetti strapped, knee length, charcoal grey dress. They were carefully groomed and clean shaven. She'd had her golden tresses shaped and coifed just so. Her makeup delicately applied and only a hint of perfume.

Frank greeted them at the door and led the way into the living room and its tree. On a small table sat a thin bundle of papers and three flutes. A bottle sat in an ice bucket next to it.

"I hope everyone is pleased with everything. I wanted tonight to be special. Let's sign the contract, and then we can get on with the evening. Did you read the copies I sent?"

Aurora and Phil nodded. Oddly, Phil seemed relaxed and at ease with the evening. Aurora however, was nervous. "Wow ... I'm getting my wish ... I think! What am I getting myself into? Moving in with two men? Day and night? They'll see me at my worst ... how can I stay sexy all the time? But isn't that what it's all about – day to day, sexy and not? Take a deep breath dear, this is real, this is what we want."

They had read drafts in the previous week, asked for changes, read revisions. Now all they had to do was sign the three copies, plus the Incorporation papers to be filed with the State.

With the last signature Frank popped the champagne and poured for his new partners. "To the Triad!"

"The Triad!"

Sitting at the table for dinner, Aurora noticed a jewelry box on her plate, and then saw similar boxes on the other plates as well. She looked over at Frank; "What is this?"

"Oh, that's not me. You should ask your husband Phil."

"Well your husband Frank had input."

"Are you guys going to keep up this routine?"

"Routine?"

"What routine? Aren't we your husbands?"

She sighed; "Okay, but that makes you guys each other's husband too. You know that don't you?"

"Well, I'm fine with that as long as he doesn't try to get physical."

"Me? I've noticed you checking my ass."

"What? No, not me!"

"Boys! Enough of that. What's in the boxes?"

"I thought you'd never ask. Everyone open your box ..."

Each contained a ring, composed of three interwoven strands of gold: yellow, white and red. "The rings symbolize the three of us and how our lives are intertwined."

Dinner after that was a lively affair with several wines sparking conversation that accompanied the poached salmon and paella.

******

"Gentlemen, this has been nice, but let's get down to the real business; take me to bed!"

Frank jumped up, and grabbing her hand led the way to the bedroom where his other surprise awaited; a new King sized bed! "I had this delivered yesterday."

"That's my husband! A new playground! Come on, fuck my brains out!" The men scrambled as a team; while one was shedding his clothes, the other began disrobing Aurora. The only catch was that she only wore the dress, shoes and thigh high hose. Everything else was bare, ready and excited. 

Phil was the first undressed and laid his new wife on the bed, legs dangling. Immediately he lifted her legs open and dove for her pussy. Subtlety would come later, now was about lust. He pressed his face to her pussy and with his tongue opened her lips, he probed and he sucked, licked and nibbled. Aurora responded with an arching moan and then grabbed the now naked Frank; dragging is hips to her face so she could swallow his prick whole. 




Triad Ch. 04



Frank drove into her mouth, pushing her to the point of gagging, then backing off, and then driving into her mouth again and again. Phil's attentions on her pussy sent lightening jolts throughout Aurora's body and she was going through a series of building orgasms. Just as she thought she couldn't take any more the men switched ends – Phil giving her his massive organ to suck on like a giant teat, and Frank stabbing his smaller, but no less hard, prick into her quim in one continuous motion. He pounded into with a building rhythm until he arched his back and froze – cum spewing deep in Aurora's gaping hole, her cunt muscles spasming around the jetting rod.

Frank half-collapsed, and then rolled aside as Phil took his place; the cum filled cunt wide open and ready for his greater girth. He too pounded into his new wife; declaring his passion for her in the most primitive manner.

The pounding Aurora took seemed to go on forever, but she relished the feeling of fullness, the rolling series of orgasms and the knowledge that these were her men and she could have many nights like this.

At last Phil reached that moment when he couldn't hold out any longer, and with a roar spewed massive amounts of cum into her already filled cavern. He too froze in place and then collapsed to her side.

As her new husbands cuddled either side of her, Aurora made a mental note to call her mother in the morning and tell her about her wonderful Christmas.

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