"You guys are joking right?" Davis asked after Carla and I hit him our idea.
He seemed shocked and surprised, but at least he didn't seem angry at the thought.
"You're talking about us becoming a throuple?"
"I really hate that hipster term," Carla told him. "I'd rather start wearing frock dresses with a bonnet and call us 'sister wives' than a throuple."
"That actually sounds kind of hipster too," Davis joked.
"It really does," I agreed. "Me personally, I'd rather have it described and Carla, Davis and their side slut, than throuple or poly relationship."
"Okay, all the names aside," Davis started. "If we were to do this, how would it all work."
"I can't believe I have to explain this to you," Carla said in mock disgust. "When I boy likes a girl, his pee pee fills with blood and it gets stiff...Girls have a magic place between their legs, that once a boy enters it for the first time, he'll do anything to get back in there... Didn't your father ever tell you any of this...Oh wait, I forgot who my father in law was...my bad."
"Sounds like there's a story there," I commented. "Care to elaborate?"
"My dad was a piece of work," Davis started, in a voice that I guessed was an impression of his father. "My 'sex talk' from him consisted of 'Son there's gonna be times your pecker'll get hard. There's two things you can do about it. One you find yourself a hot little piece of ass and fuck her or ya wrap ya hand around the old hog and ....well you'll figure it out. I got two pieces of advice for ya boy, first...Always give the ladies a little finger action...ya need to get 'em wet. Nothin's worse than shovin' you hog in a dry cunt-hole. Two, when ya get married and your ol lady gets cranky...Ya need to dump a fuck in her...once in a while... They act all prim and proper, but they do love the cock."
"Hog? Cunt-hole?" I laughed. "My favorite was 'dump a fuck in her'."
"Tell her about our wedding," Carla laughed.
"God. Where to start?" Davis laughed with us. "There was 'I see ya like big girls...that's fine until they get so big ya have to roll'em in flour.' Or there was 'Son that right there is titty heaven.' But the topper was, as we were leaving and saying our goodbyes, he palmed me a condom, like you would a maitre de and told me 'Ya got a good one there boy. Fuck her once for the ol man."
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed.
"Now I don't want all of this to give you the wrong impression of my father," he told me. "He was truly a deplorable person."
"So how did you turn out the way you did?"
"Well, even at thirteen, I had a pretty good handle on my father being full of shit," he told me. "And that if he gave me advice, it was always wise to do the exact opposite. But when I got home he told my Mom that he gave me the sex talk so she didn't have a thing to worry about. After he left, my Mom made me repeat everything he told me, explained how wrong the old man was...I didn't know shit about sex, but I knew enough to know the old man was wrong before she told me."
"Well I for one, am glad she deprogrammed you."
"While this trip down memory lane was a load of fun," Davis said, bringing the conversation back to where we started. "I'm still wondering; When we do this, how is it all going to work?"
"You heard him, right?" Carla asked me.
"Yes I did," I smiled. "You said 'when' not 'if we do this'. That means you agree with the plan and you've just made an oral contract...I'm sure it would stand up in court. No take backs!"
"Sounds like you have the start of a harem, Hon." Carla told him.
We started moving me in that day. By that evening, we'd moved most of my stuff over to my new home and the three of us were exhausted. Showers, pizza and a few beers was all any of us had the energy for.
Sunday morning, I was awake and up before dawn. As Carla and Davis were still sleeping, I quietly went to the kitchen, started the coffee going and went outside to raid Carla's cigarette duck.
Naked early mornings outside were nice.
"Good morning dear," a naked Carla said as she appeared holding two coffee mugs.
She surprised me with a kiss as she handed me my coffee.
"It's been a while since I got one of those," I told her. "I could get used to it."
"That's right, you don't let anyone spend the night."
"Yeah it's been a while since I had a real boyfriend," I said. "It's just been fuck buddies...as in cum on by back and get the fuck out...buddy."
"Why is that?"
"You really have to ask?" I asked. "I don't want to sound all weird and stalkery, but from the time I started hanging around you guys, I've been judging every man I meet against Davis. None of them have even come close. That's why I'm jumping on this opportunity to be both of your side piece."
"You're not a side piece," she assured me. "Wife or girlfriend, whichever you want to be, the three of us are equal partners in this."
"When did you decide you wanted to do this?" I asked. "Or I guess; when did you start thinking about it?"
"Fucking or family?" she asked.
"Family."
"Right after I helped put him inside of you," She told me. "Cards on the table...This was supposed to be a fun little run. A bucket list thing for me and a thank you to Davis for letting me experience and play with Taylor and Ron. I was a little nervous, wondering how I'd really react, seeing you and Davis together. Right before we went to their room that night, I told Davis anything that happened in there was just going to be fucking...The only person I wanted to 'make love' with was him. You and Davis made love, at least at first, last night and I was great with it. I found myself watching and being happy for both of you and I started thinking how wonderful it would be to see it all the time."
"I want to kiss you," I told her.
"Then kiss me," she said.
I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. I'd only meant to give her a little more than a peck, but my tongue had other, better ideas. As soon as our lips touched, it darted out of my mouth and into hers.
"I want to kiss you here," I told her as I ran my tongue over her neck before giving it a soft kiss.
"And here."
My tongue trailed down her right breast. I swirled it around her hard nipple before taking it in my mouth and sucking it hard...because she likes that. I lightly raked my teeth along it as I slowly pulled back...because she likes that too.
"And here," I kissed and licked her soft tummy.
"But most of all, I want to kiss you here."
I softly kissed the tip of her clit. I got such a nice wriggle from her, I had to do it again. Once again, she wriggled, but added a small gasp, which was nice and all, but I'm greedy, I wanted to hear a moan. Remembering, from the night before, how she liked her "mini mushroom" (her words not mine. She called it that while encouraging Davis to lick her harder, I thought it was cute, so it stuck in my mind) handled, I wrapped my lips around it and sucked hard. Not as hard as I'd sucked her nipples, but harder than I'd ever want my clit played with....but it worked.
"Oh fuck yeah!" she moaned, grasping my head and pulling my face into her pussy.
Flattening my tongue, I licked her pussy from the bottom to her swollen clit. Sliding my tongue back down, I stiffened it and pressed deep inside her pussy. I licked and teased her lips and let the tip of my tongue get ever so close to her hard nub, but stopping just short of touching it.
"Make me cum," she cried out, directing my mouth to her clit.
I'd just wrapped my lips around it when I felt two hands grab my hips and a second later a big hard cock slid into my wet pussy.
