Taking a Risk with Chance

Ally tugged at my jeans, pulling me back to the bed. I had work to do but she was off and wanted to play. Her hours had doubled here recently, thanks to the aftermath of Covid and the hospital being short on staff. I missed her, a lot. And yet, I had more manuscripts to go over. I had two that I'd finished editing and had sent back to the office. I had three more I had to start. As I looked down at my girl wearing only a pull-over sweater, my sweater actually, I melted. Those luscious white legs that ended at the sweater's hem and the smooth skin that peeked out from between at me...well it ignited a fire in me.
I buried my faced in her, eating her till I was satiated. She hadn't been though. I'd only gotten her all hot and bothered by the time I withdrew from her soiled thighs. She smiled and then pushed me on my back and began kissing me, starting with my mouth and then began working her way down. I hadn't had the chance to put on my shirt after showering. Hell, I hadn't even put on a bra yet. It was just as well, for she began to soil my smooth, clean skin with her mouth and I enjoyed ever delightful second of it. I quaked as she kissed and licked my stomach, even as she unbuttoned my jeans. I still trembled at her touch, even now after a year had passed since we first made love. I raised my hips and she slid them off with ease. She was a pro now. She'd even gotten my panties too.
She began licking me at first, teasing me as she always did before diving in to satisfy her need for me. She'd shaved her pubes entirely. I'd wanted to do the same but she wouldn't allow me to. She'd wanted me to keep my small mound of pubic hair because she found it super sexy. I'd just rolled my eyes at that and she'd spanked me for it, right before eating me out, of course. Ally had come a long way since giving up men and being with me. I didn't think she could...you know...give up men entirely. She had though. Despite her claims otherwise, I knew she missed the feel and the pleasure of a man. I did too. But she chose me. I know it wasn't an easy sacrifice. I'd long doubted that she loved me enough to do it. She kept to it though and she has remained committed to me. However, within the last few days she's been a little distant, maybe even a bit preoccupied. That was how it seemed to me. It still did today. It began when she got off the phone with an old boyfriend of hers. Apparently, they dated back in high school and had been a major item. She claimed that they ended things as friends and nothing more. I saw the shadow that crossed her face. I saw the brief flash of emotion in her beautiful, blue eyes. I noted it all but said nothing. We both had our past loves, and that some still haunted our hearts.
Anyway, his name was Chance. That was all I got out of her that night and in the days that followed.
She sighed as she fell onto the bed and nestled against me. Together, we simply stared up at the ceiling, saying nothing. However, after a few minutes had passed, she finally broke the silence by saying, "I invited Chance to stay with us for a couple of days."
"Okay...?" I turned towards her.
"He's moving to the city for a job and needs a place to crash till he finds an apartment...well he's got the apartment lined up...he just needs to you know..."
"Crash her till the move-in date." I finished for her.
"I know I should have asked you first, but..."
"It's fine." I told her.
I knew I'd lied to her. It wasn't fine. I wasn't fine. I felt a lump build in my throat. From the emotional response I'd seen from her, I couldn't help but worry that there was more than she was willing to admit...especially to me. I began to fear that she might have invited him for reasons other than simply helping him out of a jam. In truth, I really began to fear that she missed him, so much so that she hoped to rekindle the old flame between them. There was just so much that she was leaving unsaid, and her preoccupation of the last couple of days really didn't help with my insecurities.
"I'm glad." Ally said with a smile and a reddening of the cheeks. She blushed. I knew that wasn't a good sign. "You'll like him. I know you will." She got up and headed for the bathroom. "You two might even hit it off in more ways than one." She winked at me and disappeared inside to shower.
"What the hell did she mean by that?" I pondered to myself. "Ally, what are you up to?" I yelled.
I heard the water begin to run. "Hurry up will you!" She called out.
I sighed and got out of bed to join her, for yet another shower that morning. "I'm coming!" I called out.
I didn't press her anymore that day about Chance. We were in a good place and I was in no mood to rock the boat. A couple of more days passed and when it came time for his arrival...well I was a bundle of nerves. I was on edge all that day, so much so that Ally laughed at me and said, "You're like a teenage girl waiting for her crush to make an appearance."
"You're funny." I said. "I'm just nervous about what he'll think about us, you know." I gave her that look, the one she knew well enough by now.
We came out etimesgut escort of the proverbial closet barely a month after we first made love. The whole dating thing was just pointless. We were a couple and we were in love, so we decided to shock both of our families with the news. Our friends ended up supporting us, for the most part. I still think that it hasn't fully dawned upon them...you know that we're actually lovers now. We both knew that it would eventually, and we worried that their opinions might change when it did.
Our families however...well neither took it very well at first. It was only a couple months after we confessed our wicked sins that they began talking to us again...well attentively I should say. Our mothers adjusted a little faster than our fathers did. In truth, they acted as intermediaries between us and the rest of our respective families. In my case, it helped that I had a cousin who'd come out as gay a few days before. He'd been living with his boyfriend for months before he decided to come clean. They had no idea, only that they had been roommates and had been sharing an apartment in Boston to make ends me.
As far as Chance went...well he was a different story. He was an old boyfriend that I'd known nothing about and in my mind I was conjuring scenarios in which he was coming to reclaim the girl he'd lost all those years ago. That was my nightmare scenario. How would he react knowing that Ally and I were a couple? That is if he didn't already know. I wondered if her family had told him.
"Don't worry about it." She replied. "He's a cool guy. Besides, I already told him about us."
"You did?" I looked at her in shock.
"Yes, before I told my parents." She smirked as she prepared the coffee and what snacks she wanted to serve before dinner. She'd even planned on cooking. She never cooked. I didn't cook either. We were strictly take-out girls.
"You guys still chat, then?"
"You're going to play the jealous card, huh?" She laughed. "I'm yours, Grace." She said and sealed her words with a heated kiss. "The truth is... I'm more worried about you getting the hots for Chance." She confessed, but her smile never faulted.
"What?" I asked confused.
"He's hot, okay." She said. "He like underwear model hot."
"You know I've never been guy crazy, even before I seduced you into the hot, lesbian sex life." I joked.
"You weren't guy crazy because you've never seen a guy like Chance." She countered.
"Ally, I'm okay with things as they are." I pressed.
"You can love me and still love guys, you know." She gave me a look that froze me to the core.
"Are you trying to tell me something?"
She was about to respond when the doorbell rang. He had arrived. "Grace, I love you but you drive me crazy when you overthink things." She admonished me with another kiss. "You'll see how gorgeous he really is."
She was right. He was breathtaking. He was about my height, which was about 5'8" or so. He had thick, black wavy hair and soft, blue eyes that seemed to take in everything about him, including me. He couldn't take his eyes off of me, or so it seemed. In all honesty, I couldn't stop looking at him either. I tried but failed miserably, and Ally only gave me a bemused smile because of it. He was lean in build and his slim fitting shirt and jeans told me that he did have a model's body beneath. She hadn't been exaggerating at all about that. I could tell the he was active and took care of his body. Thankfully, he wasn't musclebound like I'd imagined him being at one point. Big muscles were a big turn-off for me.
As the night progressed, I found myself falling under his spell. He was a kind, easygoing kind of guy that any girl would fall for and deserve. That included me. The whole time, my heart pulsed and heat surged through me. I was on fire. I tried to hide it, but it proved impossible. Ally knew me too well, and she knew that deep down inside, despite my love for her, I still clung to my heterosexual self. It wasn't like I could just flip it off like a switch. Anyway, she knew that Chance had gotten under my skin and had shaken me to the core. I just didn't want to admit it. She said as much after we'd settled in for the night. Her room had become ours not long after we became a couple, which had left my old room for Chance. Despite the fact that he was just down the hall from us, it was still close enough to keep me on edge. As we made love, I spent the entire time wondering and worrying if he'd heard us. It was both thrilling and scary all at once. She forced me to admit that the thought of him being so close to us turned me on. I was surprised because I didn't see even a hint of jealousy in her heated gaze. It was then I recalled how she'd told me that she was worried about me having the hots for him. That night I began to worry about myself too. I also began to worry that she wanted me to have the hots for him. Something about the whole situation began to bother me. Something told me that Ally had an agenda and I was playing right along with i, etlik escort Chance and I both were.
As the following days progressed, the three of us quickly settled into a routine. Chance had gotten a teaching position at the College of Charleston where he intended to finish out his doctorate in History. I continued doing my job with the manuscripts that awaited me, and Ally returned to her long hours at the hospital. We hardly saw each other during the day. Also, it was during this time that I began working from home more than I was used to. That was one of the perks with my job at the publishing company. Most manuscripts came to us digitally these days, so all I needed was my laptop, my phone, and good Wi-Fi. The trouble began when Chance began to work more from home as well. He only taught a few days out of the week. The rest of his work could be done at home, especially his research and his writing. I had hoped that he'd move on quickly once he started his job at the college. Unfortunately, the apartment he'd originally applied for had issues with something or the other...anyway, the deal fell through. He began looking for a new place, but most had a lengthy waiting list. So, he remained with us. The problem lay in that the tension between us remained hot. Don't get me wrong. We got along great for the most part. His down to earth personality fitted perfectly within the dynamic that Ally and I had going. It was just that the sexual tension between us had become white hot by this point. His deep, erotic gazes had only increased since that first night. He also began getting really comfortable too. By that I mean he began to wear less and less around us, as if he was teasing us with his body. At first, he'd wear his loungewear in the mornings, meaning a t-shirt and pants, or shorts occasionally. Tight fitting ones I should say. Into his second week with us, he'd discarded the t-shirts and lounged around the flat shirtless. By the third week, he was more than happy to walk amongst us with nothing but a towel on. He's quite well shaven I have to say. He has no hair at all on his chest, stomach, or legs. Everything is baby smooth.
Ally would always wave it off as nothing. She knew how heated I was. She knew because she would tease me about my blushing every time. So, when he started to work from home, it ended up becoming a major distraction for me. I complained to Ally, but she laughed it off and told me to enjoy the view while we had it. Chance was so nice I knew I'd feel like a heel or a prude if I raised the issue with him. I wanted him to feel comfortable here. I wanted him to feel at home with us. So, I endured the sexual tension, rationalizing it as simply a product of my own wickedly overactive imagination. I told myself he didn't really feel the same attraction I did. I told myself that he didn't want me. He just saw me as a new friend and nothing more. I should have known I was deluding myself.
Two days ago, the illusion I'd spun for myself was shattered by a simple touch. It was one of those days when we both had decided to work from home. I was in the kitchen preparing my tea when he came up to me from behind. I was reaching for a cup in the cabinet over the sink when his hands slide across my waist. I nearly fainted, the fire that his touch produced swept through me like a tsunami. He was shirtless as usual and as he pulled me into him, I instantly felt the heat of his body against me, as if my blouse didn't exist at all and I was naked too, skin upon skin. I also knew that he was definitely naked under his jeans. The bulge that pressed against my backside told me that only thin layers of denim separated us.
"You drive me crazy." He whispered, softly into my ear. "I want you so badly I can taste it."
"Chance..." I began but his lips upon my neck made me forget everything I wanted to say to him. He turned me around. "Chance..."
"Please, don't say anything." He pleaded before kissing me.
I tried to push him back, but I couldn't make myself do it. All the desire that I'd felt for him but had tried vainly to repress was suddenly unleashed. I wanted him as much as he wanted me. I found myself kissing him back as intensely and hungrily as he was kissing me. It wasn't long till I felt his hands unbuttoning my jeans, and once unbuttoned they then dug inside, desperately seeking my charged flesh. In response, I ran my hands all over is sides and back, feeling his warm, inviting skin. As his hands pushed down on my jeans, my hands found their way to his, and soon I had them opened and had his hardening cock in my hand. I ran my thumb over his head, relishing the slickness of his pre-cum. I'd just began kissing my way down his body when Ally walked into the room.
"I knew it." She said.
I was so frightened that I stumbled back. "Ally..."
"I told you that you two might hit it off in more ways than one." She reminded me as she tossed her purse on the counter and approached us. In all honesty, I expected a slap for my betrayal. Instead, she took me by the face and gave me the most wicked grin I'd eve gelen escort ever seen her give, right before she kissed me.
The kiss was hungry, insatiably so. Once our lips parted, she turned to Chance and kissed him the same way. As she did so, she began to caress his cock. Once they stopped, she pulled me to her and kissed me again. As we kissed, she guided my hand back to his cock and together we began caressing him. I heard him moan as we lightly moved our hands together over his warm shaft. I still had tears in my eyes as Ally smiled at me before kissing them away. Chance joined her in this, kissing my neck and face, and then lips. The three of us stood together like this, touching and kissing each other for what seemed minutes.
Ally was in her scrubs and they were easy to remove. My clothes came off too. Chance tossed his jeans away, revealing his perfect body to us. "Come, baby. Let's make him ours." As soon as she said the words...I knew the truth. She had designed it all. She had wanted this from the beginning. "Take his cock." She pressed the head against my lips and all I could taste was the salty pre-cum that seeped out.
I placed hand upon his smooth, fair skin. As I said before, he was cleanly shaven. Only a patch of dark pubic hair graced his pubes, supporting the base of his cock. I closed my eyes for a second and took in the deep, masculine scent of him, the scent of cum and sweat. I parted my lips and guided my tongue over his head, which elicited moans from him. He placed his hand upon my head, digging his fingers into my soft, brown hair. He and Ally both supported me this way as they guided me into him, gently forcing me to swallow all of him. I'd never done this to a guy before and I gagged as it pressed into the back of my throat. He was large enough that at this point my nose failed to reach his body. They released their grip on me, allowing me to pull back. As I did, I peered up at him and saw that he had tears in his eyes.
"He loves you, baby." Ally said. "He's loved you from the moment he saw you."
I looked at her curiously then. "You knew I'd fall for him, didn't you?"
"No, but I took the chance anyway." She replied. "My gamble paid off."
"I love you." I said as I teared up. "I love you both."
I swallowed his cock once more. This time I didn't stop. I kept swallowing it over and over, never letting the head escape my lips, but always remaining just inside and subject to my tongue. He moaned and grunted the whole time. He even called out my name a time or two. I knew he'd be mine forever now. I brought him to climax and I closed my eyes, anticipating the explosion in my mouth. It came with such force and quantity that I couldn't swallow it all. A lot of it escaped my mouth and seeped down my chin. Ally kissed and licked it up as it did and that in turn led to a deep, hungry kiss.
I watched Ally swallow him next. As she took him, I licked his dangling sack, which was coated in sweat. It tasted so good that couldn't help but lick every inch of his naked skin. As I worked my way to his anus, Ally brought him to climax again and he exploded in her mouth. Like with me, it too came out in copious amounts, so much so that it escaped her mouth as well. She smiled at me as we kissed again, sharing his cum between us once more.
"Please say I can have your both." He whispered as we got up and guided him to our room, and to our bed.
"We're yours." Ally answered for us as we climbed onto the bed with him. We both straddled him but I was the one that embraced his cock. I was the one who shuddered from its intrusion. "Forever and always." She said as she kissed me, and then we began to dance.
The rest of our first time with him became a blur for me. I recall feeling him release another load inside me. I remember lying on my back soon after, lying there as Ally ate it out of me. I remember seeing Chance take her from behind as she did, his hands gripping her butt tightly as he drove his cock home with strong, powerful thrusts. I recalled her loud moaning, and mine. I remember how he'd climbed on top of me later, after we'd rested. I remember how we kissed, even as he slid inside me once more. I remember how good his body had felt against mine as we made love. Yes, it wasn't sex as it had been earlier. It was the act of making love. It was the act of giving ourselves to each other. I laid there, relishing in the afterglow as he and Ally made love next to me. I remember it all like it was yesterday. She'd taking off work the following day and we stayed in, making love over and over again, just the three of us.
It wasn't till later that day that she'd explained why she'd set us up. She never fell out of love with Chance. She'd carried the embers for years. That was why she'd dated so many guys, simply because she'd been trying to find the one guy who could love her like he had. The one guy who could move her heart and soul like Chance had. To think, it hadn't been a guy at all, but a girl, me. I moved her like Chance had. I'd done what none of those guys had been able to do. And then Chance had called, and she saw a possibility that few ever get, and that was to have two great loves in one's life at the same moment in time. She'd risked everything and somehow it had paid off. I wondered then if she knew my heart better than I did. I still do at times, because I never imagined that it would fall so hard and so quick for someone like it did for Chance.