"Ever had a three-way?"
Brian lurched back in the driver's seat of his jeep. His look was one of shock but not disapproval. "No, ..." he answered. He composed himself and asked, "You?"
"Once," I answered.
His expression changed to a smile. "Tell me about it."
I told him about the brief tryst that I had with Kate and Keith, but I didn't give their names or mention that they're my brother and sister, and I certainly didn't tell him that it happened since we started dating. I had to whisper at times so that other people in the park couldn't hear me. When I finished the story, I put my hand on the edge of his cut-offs, with two fingers touching his knee. "You liked that, didn't you?" I asked. It was a rhetorical question because his dick was so hard.
His smile became a wicked grin. "Leave the food behind and I'll show you how much I liked it."
It was dusk, so the people who had walked past us were all on their way out. We ran about a hundred yards from the parking area to the other side of a tree. I had my back to the lot, so Brian put his arms out around me. If we were into bondage, I'd say he pinned me. He kissed me hard and moved his right hand to my hip. I lifted the hem of my sundress a little, and he caressed my thigh. I guided his left hand to the inner thigh on the other side. Since the one time with Kim and Keith, I'd started telling him what I like, and he listened well. He traced the hem of my panties and then the waistband with his left hand. He moved it to my hip and brought the right hand over so the palm was over my pussy. I let him rub me a little and then I lifted his hand up a little so his fingertips were just above the waistband. He touched my belly and let his fingers fall on top of the elastic. When I did nothing to stop him, he moved his hand down so he was touching my bush but not the actual flesh. I moved forward a little and forced his fingers to sift through the hair. I could feel one fingertip on part of my pussy, just enough to tease myself and, I suppose, him. "Do what you want," I told him, wondering what he'd do.
Brian didn't take his hand out of my panties, but he knelt in front of me, getting his finger further inside me and exposing my entire pussy but not actually getting the panties down. He kissed my pussy right above where my finger was, took the finger out and tugged on my panties until they were below my knees. For the next five minutes, he pleasured me with his fingers and tongue, only stopping on occasion to look to the side of the tree to make sure we were still alone. When my knees started to buckle, he put his hands under my butt and continued to eat me until I came.
When I regained my strength, we both stood up. I put my hand on his cock and leaned against the tree. "Aren't you going to fuck me?" I asked.
"Not here," he said, and he looked back toward the car. "Besides, I need some solid food now."
We went back for the food and went to a table. We both tried to act normal, but we rushed through the chicken so it wouldn't get cold and so we could get back to his place. When we did, we rushed into his room and were out of our clothes in a flash. As soon as he was inside me, he told me how hot my story had made him. After he came, I gently moved him onto his back. I let him relax a couple minutes before I slid down over him. I kissed his soft cock. I lifted the shaft and licked his balls. Now that he was back to life, I took the head in my mouth and bobbed up and down a couple times. I put my hands under his sides and urged him to sit up, incidentally getting him deeper into my mouth. I moved him back toward the headboard so that I could get on all fours. I continued to feast on his cock, but I lifted my hips in the air. I let him out long enough to ask, "Like the view?"
"And how. Your butt is so beautiful, especially when it's swaying like that." I took him back in, this time as close as I could get to my throat without gagging. Once I had it there, I went up and down as fast as I could without losing control. I started playing with his balls while I did it. "Oh, shit, oh, shit," he murmured. I looked up at him to ask the question nonverbally, and he answered, "Yeah!"
I pulled him back so I had all of his head but little beyond that. I like that portion because it's as good as having all of him but I get a full taste of his cum before it hits my throat. I had stopped moving my hips once I knew he was going to come. Once he finished, I started swaying again. I took more of his cock into my mouth so I could put the tip of my tongue under the ridge, and I slid my tongue along the ridge as I let him slip out. Once his cock fell to his thigh, I said, "If you like seeing my hips move while I suck you, maybe we should try it with an extra guy."
To my surprise, he didn't hesitate. "Sure!" He did pause, though, and ask, "Did you have someone in mind?"
"Maybe," I said, not letting on that it was my brother. I got up and sat between his legs.
"I still get to fuck you, don't I?"
"You're my boyfriend. Of course you get to fuck me!" I assured him. Seeing that Brian's cock was getting hard again, I moved forward to position my pussy over it. Since he'd just come twice, I had a nice long ride in which he gave my tits the attention that they'd been deprived of all evening.
A few weeks later, I invited Brian over, saying that we'd have the house to ourselves. He got the general idea, but I saved the details until he got here. We fooled around for ten minutes or so when I mentioned that I knew "the guy" was available that night. "Are you still cool with it?" I asked.
"We're just sharing you. He's not gonna come onto me, is he? Not that I have anything against--"
"No, no, I know for a fact he's only attracted to women."
"Then, yeah, bring him over."
I went to the phone and called Keith on his cell phone. I knew he was at the end of his shift as a lifeguard at the city pool a couple streets away. "Hey, it's Kim. ... He's here, and he's interested." I stroked Brian's cock through his shorts. "Very interested," I assured him. "20 minutes? Sounds good."
Brian knew that I have a brother and a sister, but ever since the tryst, I'd studiously avoided telling him their names. It was barely fifteen minutes before we heard a car pull up into the driveway. I wasn't sure whether Brian had seen Keith's car before, so I was glad that mine blocked the view of Keith's. Keith rang the doorbell, and I answered it. I already had my shirt off. I'd never noticed it until Keith started this job, but he does look kind of hunky in his swimming trunks. "Brian, this is Keith."
Brian shook Keith's hand. "Nice to meet you. What's it like being with two women?"
Keith seemed reluctant to talk about it. "Well, I've only done it once. I wasn't actually dating either one of them; we just sort of fell into it, which was probably for the best. I don't think I'd ever be that sure that my girlfriend wasn't secretly in love with the other guy, but you obviously know that Kate loves you, and you're secure about it, so good for you. I should be shaking
