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***Longest part yet. Emotional issues included. Sorry if you don’t enjoy reality but it does get good about half way through it. Enjoy!

When I woke up and opened my eyes, Olivia was lying there staring at me with a loving smile on her face. I smiled back with my sleepish grin. She mouthed the words “I love you” without a sound, and I mouthed them back. My eyes were still heavy, dragging me back to the Sandman’s realm.

I felt Ted behind me when I woke up again. Olivia was asleep in front of me and her husband Ted was spooning me from behind. His hard cock was lodged in-between my ass cheeks looking for somewhere to hide. I looked sideways at him only to realize he was sleeping too. I thought what he was dreaming about to give him such a hard-on but I’m sure the three of us were most likely having the same happy dreams at the same time. I pushed my butt harder back against him so he had better access to whatever he was looking for as I drifted off to sleep one more time.

My sister’s fingers lightly touching my face and hair awoke me the final time. “Your so beautiful!” were her words to me. A tear formed in my eye as I felt the love emanate from her. I didn’t know what to say or do so I just smiled at her. Then, in that tender moment, I really did begin crying, a soft sob so as to not wake Ted, who was still spooned up against my back. The emotions were just too much to hold in anymore.

“Baby girl! What’s wrong?” She asked with so much love and tenderness in her voice.

My answer to her was as confusing to me as it was to her, “I don’t know. So much, so many things. I feel like I cheated on you and Paul by fucking Ted. I think I might be gay now because of how much I enjoy being with you. And I feel like a slut because I can’t stop thinking about and wanting more sex, from Ted AND with you! I’m just feeling very ‘Dirty’!!” The last word came out with another strong flow of tears. I was openly crying now, which I was scared would wake up Ted and make me feel worse.

Olivia moved closer to me, pulled me a little towards her away from Ted’s body, and embraced me. Our nakedness had no bearing in that moment. We were just two sisters taking care of one another. The memories of how my older sister all the time protected me came rushing back. That also led to my feelings of betraying her for fucking her husband and wanting more. Her arms and body began to sooth me but my mind was still working overtime.

Then her words started and I became afraid of what she would say. They were still soft and gentle and said with heartfelt love. ” Val !! You did nothing wrong here. I want you to listen to me and understand. Ted and I have been talking about this for months now, about helping you, about bringing you into our bed. If anything, you should be hating us. We seduced you last night instead of talking to you, but we knew you would verbally decline. And we only did it to help you, never hurt you. I hope you understand that.”

Her words were sinking in, stirring up other feelings but I didn’t interrupt.

“I want you to know that Ted and I have been with other people before. Your not the first other woman he’s been with, nor are you the only other person who I’ve been with, man or woman. So, nobody cheated on anyone here. Our philosophy is that if its agreed upon by him and I together, than nothing is cheating, and you were definitely agreed upon.”

“And in regards to your “husband” Paul,” I could feel the contempt in her voice just speaking the word ‘husband’, “well, he can go Fuck himself for walking out on you a year ago!” That last part was said with such anger in her voice. She got along with him before he disappeared from my life, but abandoning me changed everything.

“And no, your not gay!! I enjoy a good pussy licking myself every now and then and I’m not gay, maybe Bi, but definetly not gay! Doing something sexual because you like doing it doesn’t change your orientation. Ted likes me to use a strap-on with him every few months, but that doesn’t make him gay, it just shows that he likes a good prostate orgasm as well sometimes.”

“And a slut? You? You’ve had only one man your entire life!! You’ve never even experienced oral sex, which I find hard to believe. You got left by that Fucking Asshole (again said with hatred in her voice). You’ve gone a year without physical touch by another person. Your definitely not a slut. It’s just your body craving more of what you’ve been starved from. We gave you a crumb last night and now your body is saying I want more.”

“Baby Gitl, it’s all OK! These reasons are exactly the reasons Ted and I did what we did last night and today. We don’t like seeing you hurting and alone. And we figured we would bring you into our bed and into our sex life before we found another random stranger or one of our regular play partners. You mean so much more to us than anyone else.”

My tears were coming down like heavy rain now. Her words were patching up my wrong mental wounds quickly and lovingly. The one wound she couldn’t heal was my estranged husband Paul.

She picked up my dropped chin and made me look directly in her eyes for the next part. “If you get out of this bed and go home and never want to talk about what happened here ever again, that’s fine. Ted and I will accept that. If you want to continue to be a part of our sex life when you have time and can mentally handle it, our door will always be open to you. It’s all your choise, no pressure. Ted and I are here for you either way. We love you!”

At that, I felt Ted move towards me from behind. He was wrapping himself around me with his arms encapsulating his wife at the same time making me the middle of their hug sandwich. There was no hard cock up against my ass trying to fuck me. This was just me being shown their true love and caring for me. No words, only pure emotion emanating through the three of us.

I remained in their embrace for awhile, none of us wanting to break the link. They knew I needed that hug as much as I needed a good fuck. When I was fairly good and the tears dried up, I squeezed out from the middle of them.

I turned around to face them, sat on my heels, and watched as they both leaned back against the headboard of the bed. I grabbed one hand from each and held it tightly, yet lovingly. Now it was my turn to speak. I tried to keep my eyes locked with one or the other the entire time I spoke. The temptation to look down at her breasts or further down at his deflated cock was difficult but I had to try and verbalize all that I was feeling. I was afraid of the words not coming out right and possibly ruining everything.

“I want to start off by saying Thank You. Thank you for last night and and this morning. Thank you for all the love… the trust… and the support you’ve shown me, not just today but for the last year. Without you guys, I don’t know where I’d be right now.” The tears started rolling down my face but I wasn’t gonna let their hands go, I needed their strength to tell them this.

“Last night and today have been amazing, really INCREDIBLE!! I was a little mad when Olivia just told me you guys have been planning this for awhile… but thinking about it, I know I would have declined the offer if it was brought up to me beforehand. So, it really has been a perfectly executed plan. One I am very happy with the results with.

“I guess I’ll tell you now, I really really do want to keep doing this with you both. I feel honored that you decided to bring me in and break all the taboo boundaries of society in order to help me. Of course, I’m surprised to hear that I’m not the first person, or persons, to distribute your bed but your past is your past, and what you do or did is not really any of my company. What I do know is that if we keep this up we need to be super discreet. I cannot have my kids finding out. Them knowing would kill me.

I saw that both of them were about to say something on the discretion opinion, but I rolled on without giving them a chance to talk.

“Now the hard part. I’m still a married woman. You know how seriously I take that, even though my husband has been missing for more than a year. Paul had been my only lover up until last night and I need to think about where and what I do from here. You guys opened up Pandora’s box and I don’t know if I want to close it. But it started me thinking…

“What would happen if Paul came back? What would ‘he’ think about what I had just done here… with you guys.? Would he still love me, would he take me back after I had been unfaithful? Then I thought, “Fuck him!!! He left me first! But I knew it wasn’t that simple.

My sister’s face turned serious and mad with the mention of my husband. I knew she wasn’t happy I was even considering him in all this. I was proud of her for keeping her comments to herself and not interrupting me. We all know how she felt about him these days already.

“This where I need to be totally honest and truthful with you.

My head dropped. I broke eye contact with both of them. The tears began flowing harder as they spilled off my face and chin onto my naked body below. They allowed me time to say what I needed to say without interrupting. I took that time to choose my words wisely and to brace myself for their backlash.

“I know where Paul is.

I let that sink in for a minute. No one said anything and I didn’t have the courage to look at either one of them.

“I’ve all the time known where Paul is.

I could feel the surprise and the confusion in the air of the room. Yet they both remained quiet, surprisingly.

“A few weeks after he left, I got a letter in the mail without a forwarding address on it. But the postal stamp told me exactly where it originated from. He told me how sorry he was for leaving and how much of a coward he was for not talking to me before he left. He appoligized over and over in that lettet. He even ended it with how much he loved me and the kids. That last part was what’d me the most mad!! How can someone say they love you and do something like that??

The tears were flowing strongly now. My hands were so tight holding their hands that I’m surprised I didn’t break them, but I didn’t want to let them go. I needed their support and I didn’t want to feel them pull away, which neither of them did. Their love and support for me was there norther what I was revealing, which made it easier to cpntinue.

“He explained himself in the letter but still looked like a fucking shit in my eyes even after that poor explanation. But I knew where he was. And I’ve been making plans for nearly a year to go confront him face to face. But Ive never had the courage.

Olivia squeezed my hand at that point letting me know quietly that she still had my back.

“But now that I have you two, and we have ‘this’, whatever ‘this’ is, I don’t know if I ever want to confront him. I don’t want to give ‘this’ up. I don’t want him to come back. This showed me that I don’t need him. I just need to move on.”

At that, I broke down. Oliva and Ted moved in to wrap around me again. I had finally realized that my world, my life doesn’t need to be spent waiting for someone who’s never coming back, someone who doesn’t deserve my love even if he did come back. I am a great woman, a desirable woman, someone that should have someone who appreciates me for who I am. My sister and brother in law had given me much of my missing confidence in the last twenty-four hours and I was NOT gonna backtrack. I was now determined to move forward with their help.

Through the tears and the hugs I sobbed out “I love you both. As long as you’ll have me, I want to be with you.” They hugged me harder. “Teach me to be the sexual person I never was, the person Paul left me for because I wasn’t.” That last part came out unexpectedly, the real reason why my husband left me. I was young, naive, and a prude. He wanted so much more than I could or would give, so he found someone else who would give him all that.

But now, in that moment, I allowed myself the opportunity to open my mind and body to the pleasures of the world. I wanted Ted and Olivia to teach me all they could. I would do whatever they wanted to teach me, even if I was afraid or unsure. I was determined to grow into a sexual being and be the best damn ‘slut’ I could be.

With that decision, my head came up. I put on a proud half-hearted smile. I looked at Ted first before turning to my sister. I released both their hands, brought them up to Olivia’s face, grasped her creeks and neck, and pulled her close to me. “I love you” was all I said before I planted the strongest kiss I had ever initiated onto her. I mashed my tongue into her mouth as she reciprocated.

I chose when I was done and turned to Ted. Instead of his face, my hands wrapped around his limp dick. Our mouths came together after another “I love you!” as I felt his cock stir to life in the palms of my hands.

Olivia came behind me, pressing her breasts into my back as Ted and I mimicked the same sort of kiss that I just shared with his wife. Her hands joined me on his growing member. Four hands from two women stirring you to life; what man wouldn’t want that, every man’s wet dream. I felt fingers start to explore my own hairy depths at the same time. I was now the middle of a new sort of hug, the Foreplay Sandwich.

Ted broke our kiss, stared me in the eyes and said “We love you too, Daniella. And we still have a lot more to sit down and talk about.”

I cut him off in mid wondered. “We’ll figure it all out another day but right now I need you two to fuck me one more time before I leave. It’s already past 7pm and my kids are probably wondering what happened to me.” Ted’s cock had grown to its full length and thickness with our hands wrapped around it. I was desperate to have it inside me again instead of the two fingers that were already wiggling inside me.

I had never been this horny in my whole life. I was insatiable. Never with Paul was I ever this hungry for sex. It felt exhilarating. I felt free!

The three of us had been naked for almost 18 hours straight. Another record. Most I ever went prior was maybe an hour, which also included the shower before sex with Paul. Sadly, the showers usually took longer than the actual sex. That’s sad to think about now.

Unlike Ted, Paul was a two minute man who never cared to take care of me. No foreplay, no role-playing, no fantasies, just put it in, finish, roll over and go to sleep. I even had to make sure I had an orgasm before he did or else I wouldn’t get one. Masturbating was not something I did around Paul so if I didn’t, it would have to wait until he went to work the next morning.

How different it was here with Olivia and Ted. The openness and the attention that they gave to one another and now to me. I promised myself at that moment to never say ‘No’ to either of them. If it was something new or strange, I would trust them and try it. I knew for certain I was now in a safe place. A place I could grow and be alive.

I let go of Ted’s hard seven inches and fell forward. I was now in the center of their bed on my hands and knees. Getting into the ‘doggy’ position told them exactly what I was looking for, what “I wanted”.

As Ted moved into position, I grabbed Olivia’s leg and motioned her to where I wanted her. She knew my intentions. Her body slid down in front of me, positioning herself just in front of my face. I wanted my final sandwich of the day to be a Sexual Sandwich. I wanted to eat my sister’s pussy as Ted fucked me from behind.

I bent down at the waist and pushed my butt up. My positioning felt amazingly slutty and thrilling. At that moment, I didn’t care what anyone wondered of me, I just wanted to be fucked and to fuck. I wished I could see myself from the sidelines. Never in a million years would I have ever guessed I would be in the position of a porn star, pleasuring two people at one time. Yet here I was, about to be fucked from behind as I ate a woman’s pussy. A big smile appeared on my face as the tip of Ted touched me.

I planted a kiss on Olivia’s tiny excited clit just as Ted slid inside me. The electric shock that flew through me in that moment was vitalizing. My awareness expanded. My entire body became alive with a new energy. I felt invincible and confident. I was ready for this!!

Ted began pounding into me, harder than the first two times. He was unleashed and I loved it. His cock felt like it was further inside than I ever felt my husband, whereas Paul was at least an inch or two shorter than Teds. My insides felt the pleasure and the pain of it all and all I could do was beg for more.

Meanwhile, down in front, my hands and fingers joined my tongue at Olivia’s center. Only the second time in my lfe eating pussy and I had immersed myself in the fine cuisine of her. Reaching down and stretching her open so as to allow my mouth greater access to her fruit. My sister’s cries of pleaure were propelling my vigor just as mine were doing the same to her husband.

My face was being forcefully slammed into her pussy with every thrust from behind. I was the center conduit from his cock to her cunt. He was fucking her through me. As his length hammered into my cervix, my tongue smashed into her cunt. My nose would press up against her clit while his balls rocked against my hairy pubic bone. I was their new toy and they were mine. It was fuvking great!

Olivia was screaming obscenities. I was breathlessly boisterous while being smothered. Ted was raspy and rowdy. All three of us were Raising Cain. Not a care in the world of who heard or who knew. We were fucking like it was truly our first time together. Unchained and unleashed! Ted, me, and Olivia, connected and joined as one.

My orgasm ignited, more from the mental stimulation than from all the physical. The sensations I was feeling from my thoughts and the bewilderment of the situation I was in were beyond words. In my mind’s eye, I could see Ted behind me, his cock lodged deep inside my cunt. I could imagine this new strange woman of myself with her face enjoying the taste of another woman. The sounds, the smells, the feelings drove me over the edge. I screamed like never before!!

Olivia was the first to move after two minutes of losing my attention. She got up, pushed me out of the way and laid down in the spot I had just occupied. She was on her back and holding her legs up and aside. She wasn’t shy about what she wanted and needed either. Ted’s dick was wanted and he delivered. As he knelt in front of her, cock pointed at its objective, he stared at me in lust. There was no resistance for his entrance into her either, he buried himself to the full and began pounding. He wasn’t going easy on her either, I knew how she felt. Her moans and screams told me she loved it too.

Ted reached down and pulled me up by my chin. As I again knelt next to him, we restarted our deep throat kissing. He was gasping for air in between lip locks as his own orgasm was approaching. I could feel it in the trembling of his lips and the hand on my back. Just the idea of fucking one woman while making out with another is any and all men’s fantasies and it was bringing him to the edge.

His wife knew just the right buttons to push, for herself and for him. “Fuck me baby!! Fuck me as you kiss my sister! Fuck me like you fucked her last night and today! Cum in me and make her jealous! Make me your cum slut so she can see exactly what we want!”

I think she wanted to say more, to entice all of us more, but instead her own orgasm overtook her. Without warning, she screamed and convulsed and swore. The words she used were vulgar and hot. They not only seemed to satisfy her by shouting them, but they pushed Ted over the precipice as well.

I dont remember who came first or last or whatever. No matter. Ted had slammed home his cock, holding it tightly inside her as his release emptied into her. Her hands released her upheld legs and gripped his thighs, pulling him in tighter. “FFuucccckkkk!!!” was all I heard as she felt every contraction of his. No words came out of him due to the fact that our mouths were still connected and mashing together in joint satisfaction. My own pussy shuddered amidst it all, dragging me into their marital bliss, sharing in their orgasm one final time.

I fell to the floor with shaky legs when it was all over. Two orgasms within minutes of each other, which was another first for me, along with the fact that one of them was without penetration or being touched. The things I was learning this weekend….

Ted’s cock was deflating while still inside my sister’s pussy. Being on the floor with my head at bed level, I loved the view I was privy to. Like watching TV up close. But the show was over so I rose to join them on the bed. I would have to remember that position for the future.

They were both looking exhausted as I made room for myself on the bed. I was feeling it as well. I wanted nothing more than to just collapse on their pillows and fall back into slumber with these two wonderful people, my two new amazing lovers. But I knew I shouldn’t. I couldn’t. I needed to get home.

Ted’s shrinking cock withdrew from Olivia when it was down to about three inches. That was the first time I remember seeing it ‘small’. I would never have guessed he was a grower, especially with the hardness he’s been packing for the last day or so. He sees me looking at it with a bit of a surprised inquisitive look on my face. “Gets even smaller when it’s cold or not used. Haha. But don’t worry, whenever it’s needed, he gets right back up.” His humor was sending my thoughts back to perversion.

“No doubt!” I said with a gigantic grin on my face. I tried to remain stoic so that I could get myself moving and get home, although I really didn’t want to leave.

“I hate to say this, but I think it’s time for me to get home. My son is probably worried and I still have laundry to do before school and work for us tomorrow.” It almost felt like I was making an excuse to leave.

Ted leaned over and kissed me. Not a passionate kiss but one of respect and love. “Ok, but don’t be a stranger. Your always welcome here, you know. I’m going to go hit a shower and let you girls say your goodbyes and whatever else you need to do.” He rose from the bed and walked towards the bathroom. I watched his ass the entire way until he entered and closed the door behind him to give and my sister some privacy.

Then it was just her and I. We looked at each other for a second before coming together mouth on mouth one final time. We moved slowly. Enjoying every second. This one ‘was’ a kiss of passion. It didnt last long enough but we both knew where that would lead. When we broke, we both said “I love you!” at the same time. We laughed. It seemed like we were more than just sisters now, we were BFFs, we were newfound lovers. My sister was now my lover, a weird wondered. That’s strange to say and think about but it was reality. And it made me wonder about our future.

We went back to the spare bedroom, where it all began for me, to discover and put on my clothes. She walked me to the front door, me fully clothed and her still naked. Finally, we kissed one last time before I exited.

With my phone in my hand, I entered my car. As I sat there, not wanting to pull away, I got a text notice. I figured it would be from my son wanting to know where I was and what was for supper. But no, it was from my sister instead. I hesitated to open it. Fear paralyzed me imagining everything and anything bad that she might be saying. Regret, anger, hatred, anything that would tell me that I fucked up this weekend and ruined my life with Olivia and Ted.

I waited until I was a few blocks away before I opened it. My heart was racing in anticipation and dread. When I saw the message, my heart raced for another reason…

It was a picture of my sister and my brother-in-law naked together. The caption read “Thanks for the great memories! Your welcome to cum back anytime. We love you!”

NSFW: yes

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