Chapter 3: Ask and Receive
In the morning, when Ben woke up and saw Aimee lying there peacefully naked, he had an idea. "I think I'll surprise you," he whispered. He slipped some light clothes on, careful not to wake her, and walked over to Shaheen's door. Then he knocked. A few moments later, he heard her sleepy voice from inside: "...come in."
Ben opened up the door quietly. Shaheen quickly greeted him with a smile and a kiss. They made out for a minute before Shaheen finally broke away with a soft sigh.
"So, what brings you over so early?" she playfully asked. "Mmm, need a morning lay?"
"Got a surprise," he told her. "Come with me and see what I've got in my bedroom."
The black girl followed him eagerly into his apartment, then watched him with mounting interest as he took off his clothes in the living room. Her own loose garments came off, too; she was following his lead with excitement. When they were both naked, he led her by the hand to his bedroom where Aimee slept.
She gasped in delight at the sight of the sleeping beauty. "Oh!" she said softly; then she chuckled wickedly as she realized what Ben had brought her here for.
"Why don't you wake her up, Shaheen?" Ben asked softly. "By licking her pussy, I mean."
She flushed at this suggestion -- but that only added to the eroticism. Shaheen crawled up between Aimee's legs to begin licking at the sweet treasure within, while Ben watched from the bedside nearby.
Feeling the sensation, Aimee slowly awoke, and pleasure spread quickly over her face. Ben smiled warmly when he saw how aroused she was; he tracked her expression as she looked from his smiling face to that of the unknown black girl lapping at her pussy. The two women made eye contact briefly before Shaheen returned back to lavishing Aimee's snatch with her talented tongue. It was a tender, erotic scene unlike anything Ben had experienced in person.
"Oh?" Aimee gasped, surprised for certain, but not in a bad way. "This is a first." Then she moaned and writhed on the mattress as she enjoyed herself thoroughly. In no time at all, she came loudly on Shaheen's tongue. Then she rolled over with an exhausted smile upon her pretty features.
"You liked that?" Ben asked the freckled brunette. She nodded happily. "Aimee, meet my neighbor, Shaheen."
Shaheen smiled brightly and extended one hand across the bed toward her new playmate. "Hi!" she said cheerfully. Aimee took it and shook lightly; then they both laughed together as their hands lingered there for a while longer.
"You have quite the tasty pussy," Shaheen whispered into her ear after several moments had passed.
Aimee blushed prettily at this compliment, but there was more than a hint of naughtiness in her smile. "You have a really good tongue," she replied to the black girl, who grinned broadly.
"I knew you two would get along," Ben said proudly. He stepped forward from his position next to the bedside to join them, sitting on the bed in between their nude frames. Both girls pressed their bodies against his, taking turns kissing him while he held onto both of them tightly. Soon they were all supine, tangled up in a passionate embrace -- and touching and kissing each other all over. Ben felt very lucky indeed that morning -- and so did the two lovely women with whom he was sharing himself.
The morning threesome that followed lasted long enough that they lost track of time. They played in many positions until finally they all were satisfied. They lay back on the mattress together for some cuddling afterward, all feeling that they'd bonded deeply from the experience. Next, they took turns showering and getting dressed; Ben would have happily joined either girl under the hot spray, but his bathroom was meager and his shower tiny. Instead, they each washed up solo -- and all the while, whichever two weren't in the bathroom enjoyed more kissing atop the bed.
When all three had cleaned up, they went to the living room together for breakfast. Shaheen turned out to be as crafty in the kitchen as in bed. She made bacon and eggs, plus toast with jam, and brewed coffee for all of them. They sat down together at the table to enjoy themselves.
"What a morning," Aimee said, sighing in joy. "Ben, you're full of surprises. And I like this neighbor of yours." Shaheen smiled at her as she sipped from her mug.
Ben looked at Aimee fondly. He certainly felt that they'd forged a special bond. For a moment he wondered if all that had happened made her his girlfriend; he'd asked her out, after all, before anything else had happened with anyone. But then he recalled what the bracelet's magic had seemed to assure him. There would be no choosing, no settling. He glanced toward Shaheen and felt an equivalent longing for her -- and realized it would be unfair to consider her a mere source of fun on the side while Aimee claimed girlfriend status. At once, he realized what he wanted to propose.
"You know," he spoke, "since the three of us seem to like each other so much... why don't we make it official and date each other?"
"All three of us?" Aimee asked, glancing expectantly from Ben to Shaheen. "Oh, wow. I didn't even think that was something we could do."
"We could try it, if you two like," Ben offered. "Polyamory. That'd be the term. People do it -- why can't we?" He grinned at Shaheen as he spoke.
The dark-skinned girl flushed as she considered it. Evidently, it didn't take long for her to decide in its favor. "A three-way relationship, huh?" she said. "Sounds hot." Her eyes sparkled wickedly; now she was thinking about how naughty things would get between herself, Ben, and Aimee once they were all tied up in the same loving knot.
She set down her coffee, then stood up from her seat, striding over to where Aimee sat. "Also means I won't be stepping on any toes when I feel like doing this," she said. Bending down, the black girl kissed the brunette softly, her hands claiming Aimee's waist.
Aimee smiled and giggled. "This is, like, my bisexual wet dream." Then everyone broke into happy laughter at the joke. It seemed like everything was going exactly according to Ben's hopes; better, even.
Then Ben recalled that there was still one missing piece; a lover neither of the two present even knew about. In most relationships, he reckoned, the existence of such a woman would be quite the destructive bombshell to drop. But Ben feared none of that; he had his bracelet and its reassurances, and so he brought up the subject casually.
"I should tell you, too," he said, catching the attention of both. "There's another girl in the mix. Or, there can be, if you want her to be."
Shaheen and Aimee smiled brightly at this revelation. "Really? Who?" they asked simultaneously before laughing again at their coincidental outburst.
"Her name's Alicia. You'll like her, I promise." He pulled out his phone. On it he had saved some pictures the raven-haired beauty had sent him not long after their changing-room tryst yesterday: not nudes, but despite Alicia's tasteful state of clothing, each picture showed off her slender body quite well. His two girlfriends stared intently at these images for several moments, until finally Shaheen spoke up with an excited voice.
"Alright, that settles it. If that hottie is on board, this little love arrangement is going to have to be four-way."
Aimee nodded enthusiastically along; then Shaheen strutted over and kissed Ben deeply on the lips -- just because she could. Her passion and desire were palpable, no doubt driven up by the promise of Alicia. If she'd thought this new relationship was good already, it was evident she now thought it was even better.
"Can't help yourself, huh?" Ben teased her as they broke apart.
"That was a thank-you kiss," Shaheen told him. "For bringing me into your love life. For sharing these hot girls with me. For all the fun we've had, and all we're going to keep on having." Then she made a quick turn, her braids swaying behind her as she strode off to the kitchen to rinse out her empty coffee mug. Ben watched her ass as she went -- and admittedly, he too felt very thankful in the moment.
"Hot," came Aimee's comment, along with a flirty giggle. Ben looked her way and grinned. "Really, though," she said, reaching out to hold his hand atop the table. "I like this a lot. I like where it's going. It's definitely the best thing that's happened to me in a long time."
"Oh, I agree," Ben was quick to confess.
"Me too!" Shaheen called over from the kitchen, raising her voice over the sound of the faucet running.
"You know, Aimee said, "I do have to wonder. Maybe it's fate, or maybe just really good luck... but doesn't it seem like, all of a sudden, things are just going our way? Like, whatever happens, we can just roll with it, and everything will only get better if we do. Can't be just me, either. You feel it too, right, Ben?"
Ben smirked knowingly. Aimee had just touched on everything he felt, down to the last detail -- although unlike her, he knew the reason for those feelings. Perhaps now was the perfect time to share.
"Would you believe me if I told you something crazy?" he asked her. She nodded; Shaheen, too, turned her head with interest as she walked back to the table. Aimee leaned in to listen, while the black girl bent over the table seductively, grinning in preparation for Ben's little show-and-tell session.
"Shoot," Aimee encouraged, and Shaheen nodded along.
Ben presented his wrist, pointing to the wooden beads and the central charm. "It's this bracelet," he said simply. "It's a good-luck charm. No, seriously. It's not anything superstitious I'm talking about. From what I can tell -- and I really, truly do feel this in my soul -- it's magic. Real magic."
"Magic that leads to romance?" Aimee posited.
"And threesomes?" Shaheen added, wiggling her ass in the air.
