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Kimball Jason had a throbbing headache. He'd spent the
past several hours trying to sort out all the problems
with the band. The lead singer was in the slammer on
drug charges, the bass player was in Detox, and eery-
thing looked like falling apart. Kim had been trying to
hold things together, but both his job and the band were
fast heading south.
As he climbed the stairs to his apartment he thought
about Henry and Nell, his two best friends. The three
had known one another ever since the third grade, and
Kim sometimes wondered how they'd managed to stay
friends all that time.
Henry was the loud, outgoing one in the group, and
Nell... well, she'd turned Kim down when he'd proposed
to her, back in the 8th grade. It still hurt to think
about it. Yeah, sure, they'd been too young - he knew
that now! - but she hadn't needed to laugh quite so hard
at the time...
Anyway, they were still the best of friends, and that
was pleasant to think about after the crummy day he'd
just had.
Putting the key into the lock, Kimball thought once more
how nice it was to have Henry staying at his place. Henry
had been evicted from his own building and was staying
with him until he found another apartment. His crazy
landlady had thrown him out on his ear when she'd
discovered that he wrote smut for an Internet company
which sold erotic stories.
He still wondered how anyone could actually make a
living by doing that.
The lights were out when he stepped into his apartment.
'Wonder where Henry is,' he thought - his friend had
said he'd probably stick around the house that evening.
Kim figured that Henry must have changed his mind and
gone out after Kim had called to say he had to work late.
'Damn!' he thought. 'I should have called him back to
say I'd be home on time after all. Now I'll have to sit
around this dump and mope by myself.'
He frowned at the prospect of another lousy night of
watching television.
Just then he heard a noise coming from his bedroom. It
was a faint banging sound, as if someone was kicking the
wall or something. 'What's Henry doing in my bedroom?'
he thought, walking down the hall and opening the door
to his room.
It was, indeed, Henry, and he was banging away at some
girl in Kim's bed. Henry's tan body, topped with a mane
of blond hair, lay sprawled over an olive-complexioned,
auburn-haired girl. He was fucking her with all his
might, and she was moaning as she hugged his muscled
body.
Kim was aroused by the scene, but something didn't seem
right. Those long, shapely legs, wrapped around Henry's
heaving butt, looked familiar. Then it hit him full
force! "Hey goddammit, what the hell?!" he yelled at the
top of his voice.
Henry jumped up as if he'd had an electric shock. He
looked startled, and something else too... guilty? The
blood rushed from Kim's face when his suspicion was
confirmed. "Jeezus!", he shouted, "how could you do this
to me, Nell?! How could you guys fuck around like this
behind my back, and in my bed too?"
He turned in a fury and stomped out of the room. The
pair who had so recently been joyfully coupling on the
bed heard their friend banging around in another room.
Nell lay naked, panting from her recent exertions,
temporarily in shock as she took in the effect that her
surrender to Henry would have on all their relationships.
At last she gathered her wits sufficiently to spring up
and pull her skirt and blouse back on, though she left
her underwear on the floor. She was anxious to go to Kim
and apologize.
She hadn't meant to hurt him. In fact, she hadn't
intended allowing Henry to screw her either; it had just
happened.
Henry, meanwhile, had also been throwing on some clothes,
and the pair, who only a moment ago had been enjoying
great sex together, ran down the hall, tugging their
clothing into place, trying desperately to think of
something to say to their friend.
They entered the room together, looking rather shame-
faced. "Kim, oh Kim, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean this to
happen. Henry and I were only... well, we just... I'm
so sorry." Tears were forming at the lower edges of
Nell's big brown eyes as she fumbled for the right words
to say to her friend.
Kim looked accusingly at her. "Shit, Nell! I can't
believe you just fucked my best friend, and in my bed!
And you, you son of a bitch, I can't believe you fucked
my best friend either," he said accusingly to Henry,
almost crying now. "You guys have really screwed me...
Henry, you better move out, and you, you... Nell, I
don't think I want to see you for a while either. You
guys go somewhere else to do your screwing, not in my
face. Dammit, I can't believe this happened!"
Nell was crying now. She loved both of these guys like
brothers, and had done so since before she could even
remember. They were opposites, and she liked that about
them. What had she done? How could she fix things?
Henry now spoke, soothingly: "Look, Kimball, we really
didn't want to make you mad. I know it looks kind of bad,
but it just sort of happened. You have to forgive us.
Look what it's doing to Nell. You want her to cry like
this?"
Kim looked at his long-time friends, and a vision of
Henry humping a nude Nell flashed into his mind. He
shook his head slightly; his headache was horribly
painful, and he didn't know what to do. "Hell, you guys,
I just need to be alone. How about you just leave, OK?"
Nell stood up as if to go, but then broke down and began
sobbing, falling on Kimball and putting her arms around
his neck. Her body was wracked with sobs as she clung to
him, wetting the collar of his shirt with her tears.
Kim didn't know what else to do, so he held her gently
to his chest and patted her on the back, as one would
comfort a child, saying, soothingly, that it was all
right... though he knew it wasn't.
Henry, meanwhile, stood at the side, watching his friends
hugging. He was thinking that only a few moments ago he'd
been thrusting in and out of Nell's tight pussy. He felt
majorly frustrated, and really wanted to complete that
grade-A fuck. He felt himself getting hard again just at
the thought of taking Nell again...
He caught himself, realizing that he'd been day-dreaming,
as he saw his friends rocking back and forth in their
embrace, as if in a slow dance. It was obvious what was
happening. His friends were feeling over-wrought, their
emotions singed, and something sexual was growing between
them as a result.
Henry didn't want to share Nell - what was happening
wasn't fair to him - but he didn't know how to stop
them. His pulse began to pound as the couple began to
kiss. First it was just kissing on the lips; then they
were trying to climb down one another's throats.
"Hey!" he shouted, to get their attention. Nell pulled
her mouth away from Kim's, gasping for air. She looked
at Henry, then back to Kim, her eyes red, her cheeks
still wet with tears. Each man realized that she faced
an impossible choice, and that the other would want to
die if he wasn't the one chosen.
Nell reached out and took both of them by the hand,
saying: "I can't choose between you guys; I love you
both too much. It's the three of us against the world,
and always has been." She sighed, looking sad for a
moment, continuing with a growing smile on her lovely
face: "I guess we'll just have to be a menage a trois."
Without saying another word she led both men back to
Kim's bedroom. Henry was about to protest when Nell
hugged him tightly, giving him a deep kiss to silence
him. Kimball was still aroused from her previous kisses,
and he stepped up to Nell's back and hugged her from
behind.
Nell felt his stiff cock pushing against her butt. She
kept on kissing Henry while Kim raised her skirt,
placing his hands on her behind and massaging it gently.
He'd often fantasized about doing this kind of thing to
her while they were growing up. In fact, she'd been his
lover in innumerable masturbation sessions.
Lifting her skirt even higher, he looked down, amazed at
the perfection of her body. He'd always admired her will
power - how she'd run every morning and eaten only
healthy foods. Now he appreciated the benefits, admiring
the sheen on her muscled ass-cheeks and the backs of her
silken thighs.
He opened his pants, almost by instinct, not really
thinking why he'd done it. He just knew he had to fuck
Nell to make things right between them again.
Nell was very conscious of Kim's hands on her bottom,
and she shivered as he moved them down the inside of her
thighs, at the same time fumbling with his zipper.
She frenched Henry more desperately that ever, hoping
that things wouldn't explode when he eventually realized
what was going on behind her. It didn't take very long
for that to happen. As Kim dropped his pants on the
floor he gently urged Nell over onto the bed, face
first, and in doing so caused her to break right away
from Henry.
She felt a hardened cock-head prodding at her opening,
and climbed up onto the bed, immediately crouching
on all fours. Kim quickly followed her, his swollen
manhood meeting almost no resistance as he slipped it
into her warm, wet hole and started pumping away.
Nell gasped, feeling an extra thrill from being fucked
doggy-style with someone else watching. She'd never
imagined that sex could feel like this. She was sweating
with excitement, mixed with nervousness because Henry
was also on her mind. She looked round for him, hoping
he wouldn't take this too badly.
To her surprise, she saw that he had dropped his pants
too. He wasn't wearing underwear, and his stiff brown
cock was in his hand. He was looking at her and jacking
himself off, the head of his knob appearing and
disappearing between his fingers as he pumped, in time
with Kim's plunging hips.
Kim began to thrust harder, now completely lost in his
own pleasurable sensations, grunting each time he buried
his organ in Nell's welcoming pussy. He could feel her
cunt-lips grasping at his cock each time he pulled out
to make another thrust. She was so tight, and he was so
close to coming, he knew it would only be a few moments
before he lost it.
Nell was really enjoying what Kim was giving her, and
had begun to thrust her hips back at him to meet his
incoming thrusts. But she was also worrying about Henry
being left out of things; she didn't want him to feel
rejected. She felt she ought to pay him some attention,
and that it would have to take the form of a blow-job,
because her principal orifice was otherwise engaged.
When she looked up again, however, Henry was no longer
to be seen. She'd just assumed that he'd want her to
suck him. After all, she'd seen his swollen pecker
jerking in her face only a moment ago... Where had he
gone?
She was crouching on her hands and knees, with Kim
behind her, and suddenly she felt a weight on her back
as Kim leaned farther forward on her while continuing to
thrust away. She looked down between her breasts and saw
his thighs moving behind hers, and his slick cock
thrusting in and out of her. But now there was something
else as well.
Oh my god! she murmured in shock. She could see someone's
hand on Kim's balls! She realized that it was Henry who
was leaning, naked, over Kim's back, fondling his nuts
while Kim continued to fuck her! She could hardly believe
it. She'd never seen men touch each other like that
before; it was too much to take in at that moment. She
placed her forehead on the sheets so that she could
watch herself being fucked by Kim, and at the same time
watch Henry's hand massaging and pulling at Kim's balls.
She thought: 'What's going to happen now? All our lives
are surely going to change because of this.'
She returned to the present when she felt Kim give an
especially hard shove, straining as he released his
hot come deep inside her. His body quivered as he pressed
his tool deep into her, down to the hilt.
In a daze, Nell noticed that Henry's hand was still
wrapped around Kim's testicles, massaging away. Kim
seemed to orgasm for ages. He held himself tight against
her behind, and she actually felt his dick swell with
each ejaculation. His come squirted out from around his
buried cock with each thrust, and began to drip slowly
down her inner thighs.
Nell watched, astonished, as Henry ran his hand down to
the place where Kim and she were joined and began to
smear sticky come over her pussy fur and Kim's thighs.
It was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen - or felt. She
could still feel Kim spurting inside her... and Henry's
hand rubbing her in places that made her shiver.
All these sensations were too much for Nell and she felt
the first wracking spasm of her own orgasm. As her body
entered its electric world of orgasmic sensations, she
lost her ability to support the men's weight, and slumped
onto the bed. She moaned in disappointment when she felt
Kim's manly cock slip out of her, but a moment later she
felt strong hands grasping her hips and pulling her up
from the mattress.
Drifting in a satisfied haze, she understood that Henry
was at last getting what he'd wanted all along as he
penetrated her for the second time that night. She hung
in his grip, experiencing the delightful sensations of
being used by an aggressive, horny man, not having to do
anything but let it all happen.
Henry buried himself with violent force with each thrust,
soon bringing Nell to another orgasm. At each thrust
Nell felt a rush of excitement, almost like a current
flowing from between her legs to her brain. She felt she
might faint if Henry kept it up much longer.
Henry was happy to use Nell's luscious body while Kim
lay beside them, watching and wondering why they had
waited so long to become so intimate. As he watched,
Nell slowly turned her head, pressing the side of her
face into the sheets, her whole body moving, pressing,
thrusting to the rhythm of Henry's movements.
She reminded Kim of a pretty rag doll as Henry roughly
man-handled her in his urgent need for release. Now that
he no longer felt left out, Kim was fascinated to see
his friends fucking. He admired Nell's perfect body as
Henry lustfully used it for his pleasure. She was so
beautiful - and so was Henry, when Kim took a moment to
watch him.
Henry groaned and jerked one last time as he emptied his
seed into their mutual girlfriend. He held the pose, his
eyes closed, as he pumped deep inside Nell, still hanging
on to her hips, pulling her on to him with a firm grip.
Kim was awed. It was the most intense experience of his
life - the sexiest thing he'd ever seen - to watch Henry
filling his - their! - woman with his sperm; to know
exactly what Henry was feeling as he came, and to know
that it would be his turn next!
He watched Nell slowly open her lovely brown eyes and
smile languorously at him. She was obviously happy, and
he was glad to know that they were all friends again.
