A totally fictional story, part 4 of the series. All characters are over 18. Proofed and Edited by software. So if you are looking for a story with perfect composition, etc. I would stop reading right now. I do my best and spend a lot of time trying to come up with original stories that have erotic content. Enjoy!
Carmen, Gary, and I were becoming just as close as we were as kids as friends. We were had crossed into a sexual sharing relationship as well. I was happy that we did, but could not help wanting her for my own.
Our friendship endured, and we even started riding bikes again. We have some rugged bike trails around us and found that our BMX skills lent themselves to that type of riding.
I continued to have Carmen cleaning and doing my laundry for me. She was still coming to my place every Wednesday night while Gary was golfing on a league. One sport I did not participate in with him, I am a hacker when it comes to golf. I was not sure it was a good idea for her to be there with me alone every week but she claimed there was a reason she wanted me there. Carmen said that if I was not there, as big of a slob as I am, I would be constantly trying to find stuff of mine that she puts away, this way she could ask where I wanted them.
It made sense, Gary was OK with it, in fact, Gary was pretty much OK with us having some kind of sexual activity, we just never discussed limitations. Carmen and I decided that it could be an oral night for us, it kind of fits our routine, we usually are horny after I have showered after work, and she has after cleaning. So we tried to limit our sex to oral, blowjobs and eating that fine pussy of hers. Most Friday nights I go to their place for what we now call sex night for the three of us. We do some naked swimming, some kinky threesomes, and sometimes just one of us would fuck her in front of the other, yes we kind of shared Carmen, taking turns being the cuckold. It was pretty much working out for us, no one was complaining. I guess I learned to love the live sex shows as either a supporting actor with our lovely Carmen, I can get into the one-man audience with my dick in my hand. What does Carmen like, cock, I think she really would like three, one for each hole.
It is kind of ironic, but I think sometimes with me at least, what we were doing started to feel like a routine, like with a married couple, I don't want it to stop but wonder what we could do to add to the excitement. That is probably why some of the Mormons who believe in polygamy end up taking on new and more wives. Someone new in our sexual circle could shake things up I guess.
Wednesday night cleaning with Carmen was a lot of fun, there were many times we were tempted to fuck without Gary being there and that usually stopped us, but not always. Like with our first sex at the quarry and the first share, we broke our own rules. She was there to clean, and fix a nice dinner one Wednesday, and we had too many after-dinner drinks, and that's when we became full-blown cheaters.
Gary beat her home that night for the first time, we had fallen asleep after having oral and then fucking. I thought we were done, and if she would have dressed to do the dishes we would have been OK time-wise. But seeing her in nothing but an apron and with my favorite ass sticking out was too much to pass on. I could not resist getting up behind her and grabbing her tits as she did, next thing I knew, I had dropped my boxers and fucked her from behind right there.
It was new and exciting but now we had guilt. We could not confess to it, so it became a cheat, what excuse could we come up with for fucking without him there when he was already sharing her with me?
Sundays we usually went on a bike trip, one of them changed my life as I knew it. It was pretty much up a hill down the other side trail not paved of course. It was not an extremely long ride, but it was one heck of a hill to get up, and it was not like you could just fly down the other side, you had to ride your breaks and work through all the rocks and trees. It was one of those trails that kept you on your toes.
On the way down, I was in the lead, I came around a corner and right in front of me was a bike laying there, man down. It was not a man though, it was a female I could see when I got to her. We all managed to get stopped without running over any part of her, or crashing into each other, and got to her side. She was embarrassed, why do we all get that way when we fall. My mind was already working on how we were going to get her down the hill, and we had not yet inquired about her injuries.
Carmen was on it and was looking over who we would find out later was Cindy. She had a couple of small scrapes and Gary had his first aid kit out already to clean them up. She was not a woman of our age group, but a cute little girl, and when I say little, I mean petite and much younger than us, I was disappointed seeing how young she looked, she looked to be no older than her late teens, I figured more than 10 years younger. She was cute though, Gary was smitten with her I think, but I do not usually like younger women, I am a realist, they are great to look at, but they are often off-limits age-wise, and can be so immature.
Once she was cleaned up, we stood her up I was taken with her too I could not help it. Her left leg and foot were fine, right leg too, but her right ankle she said twisted as she tried to keep from running into a boulder, and it was not able to support her weight. We offered to call for help, but she was sure since it was mostly downhill except for a flat rough area before the parking lot, there would not be much peddling, and she could control both hand brakes.
I helped her get up and we started, it was my first real interaction with her, with any woman other than Carmen since I left Brooke. I held her by her tiny little waist as she tried to get her leg over the lower bar of the girl's bike. Despite the bike ride, she smelled so good, her body was damp with sweat but I could smell that sweet natural smell of a girl, a cute young girl I just met. Body wash, cologne whatever it was, I liked it. I think it just made me remember how much I like meeting women, but I had done no dating since my divorce and the only sex partners I had were my hand, and beautiful Carmen, who I was sharing with my friend, and even cheating with on occasion.
I knew right then I was going to have to find the equivalent of this young girl, only she would have to be older, closer to my age, it was time for me to jump back into dating.
She made it to the bottom, and I could see her wince every time she tried to peddle on the flat. Gary's Jeep was close, but her little Honda was halfway across the lot. We parked our bikes, Carmen mounted them as Gary wheeled hers and I had my arm around her waist, as she put hers over my shoulder as I slumped to help her. The height difference was not going to allow this, so without asking I just plain picked her up in my arms like a babe. Having this cute young girl in my arms, and looking down into her blue eyes sold me, I had to find a girlfriend, I was in my early 30s and too young to be spending almost all of my time alone. She was a blond, looks-wise much different than Carmen or Brooke, age at this point was some of it, but she was even more petite and felt so good in my arms. Yes, just like Carmen the love of my life feels when I hug her, and whose full-time companionship I was being denied. Why did this girl have to be so young?
