In a dim but attractive living room, an average looking white man with a cleft chin and a fade haircut, sat on a pleather couch with his phone in one hand and a lowball glass in the other. The glass was nearly empty, just a bit of medium brown liquor and melted ice cubes. He was looking at photos of his teenage children, a son and two daughters.
*
Down the hall in a darkened room, two women lay completely nude on their side in a sixty-nine position. Hannah with a bronze complexion, monolid dark brown eyes, long black hair and large breasts. She sighed euphorically, her face between the legs of Alex with cream colored skin, shoulder length brown hair, small breasts and cobalt blue, western eyes. She breathed deeply and closed her eyes. They were both tattooed, Hannah with white angel wings over her shoulder blades and a snake on the right side of her torso, from hip to rib cage. Alex had a small pink heart over where the blood pumping organ should be and a large dragon tattoo on her quad, which had a jagged and recently healed scar across it. She turned her body so that they were face to face and kissed her wife soundly.
"I love you," she said, hugging her tightly.
"Love you," Hannah replied. "We still got it," she bragged with a pleased grin.
"Sure do," Alex giggled. "I wish we could just stay here."
"We can for a bit longer. Make Matty wait," she said with a chuckle that her wife reciprocated. Hannah closed her eyes and tilted her forehead against Alex's. They were quiet for a relaxing minute until-
"It's still so scary," Alex said, almost matter-of-factly.
"What is?" Hannah asked, pulling back slightly.
"I had a nightmare yesterday about the crash," she admitted softly.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want to worry you. And I felt silly. It's been months since the accident, but it felt so real, like I was trapped alone in that car again."
"Oh honey," Hannah chided sweetly. She kissed her forehead. "You're still with us. Emma and I won't let you go that easily."
"That's... that's why..." she breathed in sharply and fought back tears. "That's why I'm so scared. I never told you, but when that... fucking drunk driver hit me... my time with you and Emma," she looked at the baby monitor on the bedside table, "It was as all I could think about."
"I didn't know. Well... I guess that's why we're doing this right? Continue our legacy because we can't live forever." Hannah and Alex embraced again, their naked bodies firmly pressed together.
*
"Matt?" He looked over his shoulder. Alex was standing behind him in a plush white robe. Her eyes were red and puffy. "Hannah's ready for you," she said.
"Everything alright?"
"It's fine," she managed convincingly. "But there's a question we have before you start."
"Ok now you're scaring me."
"It's not..." she paused. "I'll let Hannah explain."
He nodded, finished the drink and set the glass on the coffee table.
"Ok, let's go." He followed Alex to the bedroom.
They entered the darkened interior, a bedsheet over Hannah's torso while she scrolled through her phone. As she noticed them enter, she set it to the bedside table and lay flat.
"Alex got me all ready for you," she said with a grin and pulled up the sheet revealing her legs, which she bent and spread wide.
"I see that." Matthew said. "What's this about a question?" he asked.
"Oh right. You should ask Alex. It was her idea."
"Fine," Alex said reluctantly. "Uh, Matt, I was wondering if you'd... if you wouldn't mind. You know, getting me pregnant too?"
Matthew's eyes opened wide as he looked from Alex to Hannah and back again.
"I mean... I... I'm flattered, but two pregnancies at once?"
"I know, there's pros and cons, but-" Hannah was cut off by Matthew.
"What about-" he began.
"We've already talked about it a lot yesterday and agree."
"You have a one year old, won't two more be too difficult?"
"I don't think so. Alex's mom has been great. We didn't think she'd be so supportive. Emma's at her house every day when we're at work. She says she can handle more kids whenever we're ready."
"She wants lots of grandchildren," Alex said, sitting on the bed next to Matthew. "And my sister loves watching Emma too. I swear they fight for her," she laughed and Matthew smiled empathetically. "What do you say?"
"Well, just to be clear, do you have a two for one coupon? Otherwise it's full price," he said melodramatically. Hannah scoffed.
"We'll pay you of course," she grumbled.
"I'm just kidding about that. Well mostly," he said softly. "The money still helps with the bills. But... uh, how did you want to do this?" he wondered. "Is one of you going first?"
"Good question," We didn't discuss that part," Hannah said, looking to her wife for an answer.
Alex simply shrugged.
"Let's just take it slow," Hannah suggested.
Matthew began getting undressed, his pants and shirt hitting the floor almost simultaneously.
"Woah you've been working out," she said, impressed at his defined muscles.
"A bit," he admitted.
"Looks good on you," she giggled.
"That's what happens when you're single," he replied.
"Then, single looks good on you."
He chuckled and began stroking his cock. Alex sat down on the bed, back by the headboard and loosened the belt around her robe.
"Let me help," Hannah suggested, putting her hand out towards his crotch and holding the sheet around her chest with the other.
Matthew got up onto the bed. She pulled him into her hot mouth and slipped him as deep as she could. Her hands went to his hips and the sheet slipped down revealing her full breasts as she pulled him back and forth past her plush lips. She quickly had him hard and dripping with her saliva.
"Wow," he moaned slowly with a furrowed brow. Her lips popped free. Alex spread her legs and put her hand beneath her robe to rub slowly onto her clit.
"Do you mind if I go first?" Hannah asked, looking up to Alex.
"Go ahead."
Hannah nodded to Matthew, laying down and pulling the bed sheet over her large breasts as he moved into position. He pressed forward steadily with a grunt. She leaned back her head towards Alex who got on all fours and kissed Hannah's forehead sweetly, her hand still held between her legs. Matthew grabbed Hannah's hips and shoved back and forth several times before gently pressing until his balls smashed against her.
"Oh fuck," she cried softly. He pulled back slowly, noticing his dick was covered in her clear juices. Then he urgently angled his pelvis back and forth, thrusting in a different motion than before. She opened her mouth, sighing with an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
"You ok?" he asked, not slowing in the slightest.
She nodded without words, only softly moaning. Hannah reached up her hand and pulled Alex in close, suddenly for a kiss. She whimpered, muffled by Alex's pressed lips. Matthew sighed and pulled out to a shallow depth, moving slowly, with little more than the tip of his dick. He only did that for a minute before thrusting in deep. Hannah gasped at the sudden change of pace. After a few minutes he went shallow again. The third time he went deep, he moved wantonly, like he was out of control, clutching her hips and ramming his loins against her body.
"Oh fuck," she uttered. "I'm gonna come." She reached out, gripping Matthew's ass and pulling him tight. "Come with me," she pleaded. He ground against her, pressed balls deep as he grunted and grit his teeth. "Please," she said desperately. She reared back her head and gave a high pitched cry as her whole body shuddered.
"Fuck," he swore. "H-here it comes." He broke free from her grip and smashed his hips against her forcefully. His manhood coated the inside of her pussy with white gold as she finished her quaking. Hannah and Alex kissed sweetly. Then the dark-haired beauty looked up at him with a smirk.
"What are you smiling about?"
"I just love making couples happy," he said simply. Hannah chuckled.
"I think I'm ready," Alex said tentatively.
"Oh... um, it's gonna take me a little bit," Matthew said with a sigh as he stood up from the bed.
"Oh?" Alex said in a disappointed tone.
"Sorry it's a guy thing. I can't shoot one after another."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"You didn't know that?" Hannah asked Alex.
"I haven't-"
"Right, sorry," Hannah said with a wave of her hand.
