Roommates Chapter Three Two Men In Her Bed
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Roommates Doug and Emily were in bed together in her loft apartment. It was a rare night together. They had sex about once a week, and it was usually quick and almost violent.
Doug liked to take her suddenly, unexpectedly, in the hot tub, in the kitchen, once on the front steps of their townhouse late at night. It was all over in a couple of minutes. She enjoyed it -- but she also missed the slow, casual, loving, chat-between-trysts that she had enjoyed with Jason before he reunited with his girlfriend. I like to be fucked, she told herself, but I also want to be loved. Doug was a bit deficient at loving -- but very good at fucking.
Jason was good at loving but hopelessly in love with Rachel, his flighty girlfriend, and dedicated to proving his single-minded devotion to her. Emily had not been in love with Jason. She liked him, but he was dependent and vulnerable, required too much of her time and more sex than she wished to give. If I could find a compromise between Doug and Jason, my love life would be perfect, she thought. Except that I'm just a fuck buddy for both of them. Should I be disturbed that at twenty-nine years old, I don't have a real romantic partner?
So, she had looked forward to a whole night together with Doug as his girlfriend was visiting her parents upstate. After Doug's usual quick emission in her, they settled down to a long evening of companionship in bed and the intimacy that Emily missed in their relationship.
She was sitting on top of Doug, looking at his feet, rocking gently backwards and forwards, enjoying the feel of his penis inside her, his hands on her hips, her breasts bouncing up and down gently. It was the kind of sex she most enjoyed: casual, unhurried, and punctuated with humorous and romantic chat. She was working her way toward a climax when she heard Jason on the stairs leading to her loft.
"Emily, are you up there?"
"Doug and I are here!" Emily shouted, warning him that she was not alone.
"I need to talk to you. I really need to talk to you."
Emily sighed. What to do? During her pause of indecision, the profile of Jason appeared in the low light at the top of the stairs. In alarm, she grabbed for a sheet to cover herself and Doug.
"Jesus, Jason! We're fucking!" Doug said from beneath her.
Jason ignored him and walked to the futon and sat down, facing away from their co-joined bodies. "Rachel just told me she's having sex with another man. We promised to be faithful to each other when we got back together. I don't know what to do." He was crying.
"Oh, God, your girlfriend, again!" said Doug,
"Shh," Emily hushed Doug, swatting at him with a hand. It had been a month since Jason had broken off his sexual relationship with Emily to resume his romance with Rachel. Emily pushed an uncharitable thought of "good riddance" out of her mind, eased herself off Doug, and sat on her knees behind Jason, still holding the sheet to her breasts and touching his shoulder with her hand.
"Jason," she said, "I don't know what we can do."
Jason seemed to realize for the first time that he had interrupted them in the middle of coitus. "I'm sorry, Emily," he moaned, "I didn't notice. I'm sorry, Doug."
Doug snorted in disgust. "Maybe we could talk about this tomorrow morning."
Emily put a hand over his mouth. "Be quiet, Doug. Jason needs sympathy."
"I'm sorry, Jason," Doug said grudgingly. "What can we do for you?"
"I don't want to be alone," Jason said. "You two are my best friends and Emily, I love you. But I'm sorry to interrupt. I'll leave." He started to rise to his feet.
Emily turned around and looked at Doug, still lying on his back, naked. He shrugged.
Emily pulled Jason back down to the futon. 'It's okay, Jason. Stay awhile and we'll talk and try to make you feel better." She hugged Jason from behind, her breasts pressed against his back.
Jason lay down with them and the three of them stretched out side by side, Doug and Emily naked under a sheet, Jason fully clothed. Emily cuddled Jason in her arms.
"Have you forgotten about me?" Doug asked, his hands beneath the sheet running up and down Emily's naked back and buttocks. "We were in the middle of something, if you recall."
"I'm sorry," said Jason, choked with tears. "I didn't mean to intrude. I just need company. I am such a loser!"
"Oh, no, Jason, you are a kind and gentle person -- and it was my privilege to be your lover."
Doug whispered in Emily's ear, "Can we just continue? Jason can stay if he wants to. My throbbing member doesn't care." He spooned around Emily's backside and she felt his hardened penis between her legs.
"Can we make love again?" asked Jason. "For forever this time. I'm not going to pledge fidelity to my girlfriend when she returns. If she returns." His voice broke. "But it's not fair to you and Doug that I'm here tonight. Go ahead. Don't mind me. I don't want to be alone."
"Jason has spoken," said Doug. "Let's get back to it!"
"I'm not sure I can. I've never done sex with three people in the bed."
"I have. Try. Now." Doug pulled her away from Jason and embraced her.
Emily's interest was piqued. "Really?" she said to Doug. "You've been in bed with two men? Or women?"
"Women. Yes."
She giggled, "A threesome?"
"Yes. Do you want to hear about it?"
"Oh, yes, I do. But first..." She thought about her situation, naked in a bed between two men, one naked, his hand on her hip, the other with tears running down his cheeks. She mentally shrugged and turned her head to speak to Jason. "Doug and I are going to finish and then we'll get back to your problems. Is that okay?"
"Don't mind me."
"How about taking that reverse cowgirl position again? I was liking that," Doug said.
Emily sat up, pulling the sheet up with her, then thought, Oh, shit, Jason and I have fucked fifty times. He knows what I look like -- and it's almost dark. She dropped the sheet, sat on Doug and maneuvered her body to capture his penis in her vagina. She gasped. She put her hands on Doug's ankles and began to stroke up and down the length of him -- and glanced at Jason. He was watching her. She had a moment of gratification. Jason, this is what you've been missing -- while you've been chasing that flighty bitch you love, she thought. I'm going to fuck Doug real good.
She continued thinking while caressing Doug's large penis in the folds of her vagina. I want to keep on fucking Doug. And do it more often. And with more romance. Jason? He'll be there for me unless or until his girlfriend comes back. Thus worked the mind of the rational and logical physicist, impaled on the stiff penis of a man whom she loved while another man she almost loved was lying by her side -- and, she noticed, looking attentively at her as her breasts and hips bounced.
Her climax was quick. She stretched her arms out in ecstasy, throwing her body up and down against the length of his penis, leaning forward a bit to feel his rubbing against her pubic bone, and he gripped her waist with his hands and ran them frantically down her back and buttocks, thrusting his body upward, seeking the depths within her, and with the sound of sucking breath he ejaculated and she felt the quiver of his penis, and his body shook.
"Ouch," said Doug gently. "You've bent my cock out of shape."
"Always complaining, aren't you?" Emily answered with a smile in her voice and collapsed at full length on him, her face between his feet, her legs rubbing against his head, his softened penis against one on her legs. And she felt a sticky wetness as sperm dripped out of the condom!
"Oh, shit," she said, rolling off him. "Get that thing away from me. I don't want cum inside me."
"Is that what you call romantic after play?" Doug asked sarcastically, but with affection. He got to his feet, holding his penis and the dripping condom in his hand, and walked into the bathroom.
"I'll clean you up," said Jason. She had almost forgotten he was there, still clothed. "I mean, if you want me to."
"Sure," she said. She turned around in the bed and lay beside Jason, still breathing hard. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and mopped up the sperm.
Jason put a hand on her vaginal mound and ran his fingers through her pubic hair. "I don't think any cum is inside you, so you needn't worry." He paused. "I'd like to make love to you also. Tonight? Would that be offensive to you?"
Emily sighed to herself. Jason is sad about his girlfriend, so he wants to fuck me. Does that make sense? What am I? A sex therapist? She found that funny, a little bit enticing, a little bit sensual. Why not? She didn't belong to Doug -- not while he had a girlfriend who held first place in his heart.
In Emily's mind had always been the scientific anomaly that a woman is capable of sex multiple times with a man, but a man needs recovery time between climaxes. That didn't make sense to her. The sexes were unequal in that respect; women were superior!
Doug came out of the bathroom, still naked, his large, flaccid penis flopping as he walked back to the bed.
"Doug," she said to him. "Jason wants me to have sex with him. What do you think?"
"I was thinking about round three with you -- but, hey, Jason needs you." Doug lay down on the futon beside Emily. He spoke to Jason. "Yeah, sure, Jason, fuck Emily. I'll just lay here and watch."
"Well, you said you had done threesomes, so I didn't think you'd be offended."
"Maybe I can help you and Jason out. Give you some tips on technique. And..." he paused. "May I come on you while you fuck Jason?"
She didn't answer, too inhibited to assent, too intrigued to dissent. Instead, she kissed Doug on his cheek and then turned to Jason and kissed him while she undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants.
As she pulled Jason's clothes off, Doug said, "One request. Do it on top, Emily. I want to see those boobs bounce. And Jason, are you feeling better now that Emily is going to attend to your needs?"
Jason was serious in his response. "I can't tell you how much it means to me to have friends like you and Emily." He choked up with emotion.
Emily hugged him, her breasts pressed against his face, and he buried himself in them, suddenly passionate. She stripped his pants over his feet, then his underpants, then pulled herself away to unbutton his shirt, and he was naked and she rolled over on top of him and they kissed while Doug, lying on his side, caressed her back and buttocks with one hand.
"Does that feel good, Em? I won't do anything if you don't like it." Jason's penis was inside her.
"I like it," she answered. She moved her lips from Jason's and kissed Doug on the cheek. I can't believe I like this, she thought. She was in bed with two men, both of whom she adored -- for one of whom she had an emotion close to love. She was sitting on Jason, his penis in her, gently rocking back and forth, his mouth finding her large, hanging breasts on her downstroke. Doug was kneeling beside her, his penis resting on her shoulder, his hands caressing her back, and her nerves were screaming with pleasure. Slutty though it may be, she thought, I like being in bed with both these guys. I hope it doesn't fuck up our relationship, but if it does, maybe it wasn't much of a relationship.
"Suck me?" asked Doug, his penis seeking her mouth.
"I can't," she answered. "I'd suffocate with a dick in my mouth. I'm already breathing hard. Just come on me, and I'll make it up to you later."
"Oh, that's a promise I will remember," Doug said with a laugh. "I am fucking about to spew a wad on you. Get ready for an ejaculation for the ages."
She tried to laugh, but choked with the effort. She was pumping hard now, and Jason, beneath her, was slamming his body against hers, and they climaxed together and as she fell forward, breathless, onto his chest, she felt the warm sticky sperm of Doug on her shoulder, oozing down to her chest. .
Doug licked up a rivulet of the sperm. "Hmm. Tastes good." He kissed Emily and she tasted the salty sperm on his lips. "That was nice," he said to her. Then looking downward, "Are you okay down there, Jason?"
"I feel better," said Jason. "Emily, I appreciate you taking care of me when I needed you most."
"A word of advice about your lovemaking, Jason," said Doug. "Don't be so damn humble. Tell Emily she's the best fuck you have ever had. Cause that's true. And tell her she is the most beautiful woman in the world. 'Cause that's also true. You need some advice from a man with my broad and extensive experience in matters of the heart."
Emily laughed, "You are so full of shit."
Doug took his flaccid penis in his hand and shook it in Emily's face. "Now," he said, "You promised a blow job."
"No! You can't be serious after all that!" said Emily, "Later. I am exhausted." She suddenly became serious. "And please be gentle. I just fucked both of you and I'm wondering if that was the right thing to do. Don't make me regret it.." With that, she rolled off Jason and lay between the two men in the bed and pulled both of them to her and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
But when she woke the next morning, her soul was troubled. What have I done?
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