Sloan

 

I come home to find London cooking dinner. In just a tank top and panties she dances around the kitchen to our favorite song and giggles when I catch her. A scene that has played a thousand times between us.

Only this time, I grab her ass and kiss her sexy mouth.

“I am a lucky bitch.” London makes a noise that sounds a mix of a giggle and moan, her tongue tangling with mine.

“Tastes like it someone got lucky today, baby.” I realize I must still taste like him, smell like him and I start to break away.

“Oh... I... didn’t mean to rub it in.” London catches me before I get too far, slamming me against the table.

Role reversal is hot.

“Stop it. I like smelling him all over you, to be honest. All day I thought about sharing you with him. Watching him fuck you while you eat my pussy and he comes inside you... Jesus, Sloan. How could I not want that?” Shuddering, I let her pin me to the table, the strange sense of déjà vu not lost on me.

“If I told him to fuck you so I could watch, would you let him?” I gasp as she yanks at my dress much like he did just hours before.

“Kind of doubt letting a beautiful man fuck me for my best friend to watch would be a hard no. I never wanted him, Sloan. Never even considered him an option. He has always been yours.” Shivering beneath that truth I watch her yank my panties down my legs. London groans as she finds them soaked from earlier. I almost come apart as she brings them to her nose and smells the two of us mixed.

“Jesus Christ, London. Bastian said you ought to eat me clean for him so he can fill me back up. Made sure to leave a mess for you.” London’s eyes flash as she sits at the chair to spread my thighs.

Watching me as her eyes darken, my best friend leans forward and licks my cunt slow and deep. Hips bucking off the table, I shout her name and grind into her face. I am so fuck fogged I never even hear the door open.

“Fuck, Sloan.” London smiles against me but never stops licking.

Bastian comes out of the shadows slowly to watch London eat my pussy on my dining room table. Shame and guilt swamp me until I meet his eyes. See the raw desire pooling in their icy depths. Bastian shakes his head as he smirks, coming behind London.

“Let me taste her.” Bastian whispers to her as his hands cup her shoulders. I watch as London leans back into him, tips her head back and lets him suck her tongue into his mouth.

How. Is. This. My fucking life?

Watching them kiss, a tangle of tongues and eruption of groans makes me hotter than anything I’ve ever seen. A slight tug of jealousy is there, of course, but only because I want to be part of it. And then, I realize, I am. They are groaning over sharing the taste of my pussy and fuck if that’s not hot.

“Tastes so good,” London murmurs to his mouth before turning back to me, “Want to watch me make her come?” London offers softly as I watch something exchange between the two of them. And I know before he nods and watches with hooded eyes that this is really happening. Somehow I am getting them both.

London’s mouth is on me again and I wriggle beneath her as Bastian watches her eat slowly. I don’t know who to look at and it’s like a beautiful buffet of everything I’ve ever wanted.

Bastian’s big hands smooth over her shoulders, taking her top off. I grunt when he cups her tits to roll her nipples. When he bends over her to lick at her skin and slip his fingers into her panties, I scream through my orgasm.

“Fuck. Oh fuck. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” I mean it for both of them and they both obey.

Only London moves to kiss over my skin as Bastian takes her seat. And then it’s his mouth on me and I shake beneath his tongue and fingers. Bastian licks me and pumps his fingers into me as London crawls over me.

“Eat her cunt while I fuck yours, baby.” Bastian commands as the press of his cock replaces his skilled fingers.

“Kiss her while you fuck me, Bastian. Share what I taste like on your tongue with her.” I plead as London spins to straddle my face and rock her pussy against my mouth.

Bastian thrusts hard and deep, shaking all three of us as he starts to piston his hips. As London fucks my tongue, she bends down to take his mouth and I come on his cock so hard he has to force back inside me.

“Oh fuck. Fuck! Pretty London cleaned this pussy so good. Better be ready to do it again I’m about to pump you full of my cum. Make her come with us, Sloan. Make both of us come for you, baby.” He grinds his hips and pounds into me, reaching out to rub at London’s clit as she rubs at mine.

It’s sensory overload. Bastian pounding into me and filling me with his thick cock, London moaning and flooding my tongue, both of their smells coating my skin and filling the air around us. I feel them all over me. Coming harder than I ever have, I suck at her pussy and grunt when I feel Bastian filling me up too.

“Oh Sloan! Yes baby!” London shudders with her orgasm and collapses across my body. I scream when I realize she angled to suck my clit into her mouth and lick Bastian’s cock as he continues to pound into me.

“Holy Christ. Sloan. Fuck this pussy is pure heaven. Lick her clean, London.” My head is yanked to the side and I realize Bastian is there, shoving his cock at my lips.

“Oh fuck, yes.” Closing my lips around him, I suck him deep as London does as she’s told and licks me clean.

“Fucking hell. Going to make me come down that pretty throat, Sloan. Fucking love seeing how greedy you get for my cum. Shit, baby. Swallow me down. Don’t you waste a drop of me.” I don’t. I lick up every single drop even as I shudder with another orgasm from London.

“I love you,” I whisper to his mouth as he bends to kiss me silly, “I love both of you so fucking much.” My voice wavers as I say it to both of them.

And, I do. It’s selfish and greedy but I do love them both so much I don’t know if I could ever go without either of them.

I never dared to wish for something with either of them before. I was too flawed. My scars and my soft belly, my too-big tits and my thick thighs. Wanting them both was flaw enough.

London and Bastian say different though.

We clean up and head to bed together. Once there, they both take time kissing and touching and loving all my flaws until I don’t think they’re flaws at all. Until I embrace each one of them.

“How do I get to have both of you?” I murmur as they kiss me then each other.

“Because you dared enough to love us both. And you love big, baby. You love us differently.” Bastian insists as he slides inside me and kisses me slow and deep.

“You love me without him. Love him without me. But you love us together, too,” London moans as she presses her back to his front to rub her clit against mine as he takes turns fucking us both, “And we will love each other because of you.” As I watch, they kiss each other before bending together to kiss me.

We come together with all the lights on and all my flaws showing.

I do love big and I do love them differently. I don’t know how we will work, but I know we will. Because my resolution was to embrace myself and how I felt for both of them. Because both of them are a part of me.

Flawed, imperfect parts I dared to embrace forever.

 

The End