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“Yeah, right,” she said, assuming he was joking. But I knew something about Aiden that Ember did not. When his Aunt Barb died, the house we lived in was not the only thing she left him. She was a secretary who had no interest in marrying or having children. Barb was also an astute woman and realized it would be up to her to provide for her future.
Every week, she set aside a portion of her paycheck, putting some of the money in a savings account. The rest she invested in stocks. Mostly she invested in companies who made the products she used at work. One day she came into the office to find a computer on her desk, which her employer told her would make her job easier. Barb was skeptical at first, but after using the machine for a few weeks, she saw its potential. She sold all her stocks and used the proceeds to buy fifty shares in a company called Microsoft. In the following years, she bought other stocks. None produced the same spectacular results, but she had built a nice portfolio. Unfortunately, Barb had a stroke and died before she could enjoy the small fortune she had worked so hard to accumulate. Instead, she left it to her favorite and only nephew. When the program ended and Ember went up to use the bathroom, I asked him if he really planned on booking the trip.
Aiden
“Sure, why not?” The trip to Key West would be the first time I touched my inheritance. I could have lived off the interest or dividends, which alone are more than I earn as a firefighter. But I love what I do for a living and my needs are simple. I have no mortgage or vices. So why shouldn’t I spend a bit of the old girl’s money on something extravagant?
Barb had been like a mother to me. Far more supportive of my bisexuality than my actual mother. I think knowing that her money was paying for a vacation to a place like Mango Cove, with the people I loved, would have made her happy. “Don’t say anything to Ember, though. I want it to be a surprise.”
“Say anything to me about what?” Ember’s movements were soft and muted. Just like Smoke, she had a habit of sneaking up on people. While upstairs, she had changed her clothes and came back down in nothing but a sleeveless t-shirt. Logan pulled her into his lap.
“It’s a surprise,” he said.
“Let me guess, it's in your pants,” she said, rolling her eyes. “You really need a new line.”
He laughed and carried her to the couch, where I was already stripping out of my clothes. As we kissed, her hand found my cock. “That feels good,” she purred against my neck. I looked past her shoulder, down the gentle curve of her back to where it rose to meet the swell of an ass so perfect it deserved to be worshiped. Which was exactly what Logan was doing, layering kiss upon kiss across its tight flesh.
Some nights, we made love. Created by chance, forged in passion, our love continued to grow. We became one entity; sharing dreams, soothing hurts of the past, willingly and intimately giving ourselves to one another. On other nights we fucked with a hunger and the reckless abandon of wild animals.
This was that type of evening. Ember dropped her head into my lap, teasing at the head of my cock. I gripped the back of the couch, fighting to keep from losing control. She shifted positions, taking me completely in her mouth. Deep throating did not come as easily to her as it did to Logan, but she had several interesting techniques that made it just as pleasurable. I squeezed the couch more tightly.
I was grateful for the break when Logan moved his mouth between her thighs and she came back up to kiss me. The living room filled with the rising sounds of her moans. Her hand found its way back to my shaft. I cupped a breast and rolled its nipple between my thumb and forefinger. With the other hand, I stroked her cheek. She whimpered and sucked a finger into her mouth. The top of Logan’s head bobbed up and down as he worked to bring her to orgasm. I could smell the scent of her arousal and knew she was getting close. “Come for us, Ember.”
Her body went rigid, hand clamping around my shaft. She gave out a long scream, and then slowly ground her hips against Logan’s face before finally going still. He stood up. “There’s not enough room on this couch for what I want to do next. Let's move to the floor. Or go upstairs.”
Ember had recovered enough to roll onto the floor. “Down here is fine,” she said, removing her t-shirt. Logan gave me his hand and pulled me up from the couch. When he moved to kiss me, his face was still glistening. It was my first taste of Ember.
Over the next hour, our bodies entwined in almost every position imaginable. Not a contour or inch of flesh was ignored. We were all breathing heavily, a sheen of perspiration coated our bodies. By unspoken agreement, Logan and I delayed our own orgasms, not wanting the evening to end until we had given Ember as much pleasure as she could take. The air was heavy with the smell of musk, and the echo of her latest orgasm still rang off the walls when she finally called for a break. “You two are amazing. I have never come that many times in a week, let alone one night. I don’t know if I can do it again, but we can try after I get something to drink.”
When she came back into the living room with a bottle of water for each of us, she said, “I’m exhausted, guys. Would you mind if I sat this next round out?”
When Logan told us what he had in mind, she appeared re-energized. It was turning into a night of firsts. The first time I performed oral on a woman and now Logan was offering me his virgin ass.
He had always resisted the idea when I suggested it in the past. That he was willing to do so now, with Ember present, was a testament to how quickly the three of us had bonded and come to trust one another. I grabbed a bottle of lube from the end table and moved between his legs, spreading them with my hips. On the couch, Ember leaned forward, elbows on her thighs, her intense eyes taking it all in.
It was important to me that Logan’s first time was enjoyable. But every time my finger touched his hole, he would tense up. “Are you sure you're okay with this?” I asked. “If you aren’t comfortable with it, we can do something else.”
“No, I want to. I am just nervous is all.”
I brushed a lock of hair from his eyes. “That's understandable. The first time is always scary.”
“Would it help if I sat on your face?” We both looked at her. She was already moving from the couch. “You know, to help you relax.”
“We can try it.” Logan gave me a big smile. “It sure can’t hurt, can it, Aiden.”
I blushed and watched as Ember straddled his face and lowered herself to his waiting mouth. Despite shuddering when his tongue met her lips, she told us not to expect her to come. “I'm out of orgasms. The tank is empty. You guys have rung me dry.”
While Logan did his best to prove her wrong, I leaned forward to kiss her as I slid slowly inside of him. I could hear him groan softly and took my time. When I pushed beyond his tight ring, he gave a grunt. Ember broke our kiss and leaned back so she could watch.
I was not sure if it was Logan’s moans against her clit, or the sight of my cock in his ass which set off another thunderous orgasm. Whatever the cause, it unleashed a new level of need in me. When her climax subsided, she lifted off his face and rolled next to him, laying her head across his stomach while I plumbed his depth.
Ember licked his head, stroking him with her hand. “Fuck, this feels fantastic. Why didn't you ever tell me how good it felt?” I did not take the time to remind him I'd been begging him to try it for six months. Lifting his legs to my shoulders, I sunk deeper into his tight embrace. His hips pumped to meet my every thrust.
Soon the sounds of grunts and groans drowned out the rhythmic slapping of our bodies coming together. I pumped harder, faster, deeper until I was bathed in sweat and near my breaking point. From the way his cock was swelling, his balls growing tight, I knew Logan was in the same state. I reached between us, intending to wrap my hand around his shaft and jerk him off, but Ember stopped me. “Let me do it.” Her small hand barely fit around his fat cock as she stroked him in rhythm with my rapid thrusts.
Logan was groaning hard now. His body tensed beneath mine and he gave a grunted warning to Ember. “I'm going to come.” She caught the first thread on her tongue and let the rest land on her chest. The sight of her breasts covered in his warmth was too much for me and I quickly released in his ass. Once we had disentangled Logan and I wrapped our arms around her. “I love you guys so much,” she sighed.
“And we love you,” we replied in unison. After that, we were quiet for a while, each lost in our own thoughts. I can not speak for the others, but I was thinking about how lucky I was that my life turned out the way it did. There was a time when I had given up on love, believed myself unworthy of it. But now love had found me. Not once, but twice.
