Risking Faith

I awoke to soft moaning. I couldn't help but get turned on seeing Chance and Ally making love next to me. He held himself up by his arms and she gripped them as he pressed his hips against her, driving his cock inside her with firm thrusts. I watched as she moved to meet each one, her body arching, her stomach flexing, revealing her solid abs as she inhaled. Both were quite heated I saw, for they both were quite sweaty, and I relished in the smell of them, sweat mixed with the potent aroma of sex, the masculine and the feminine.

"About time you awoke." She said after catching me watching.

"Sleeping beauty." He grinned as he gazed upon me with sex glazed eyes.

"I hope you're not exhausting yourself." I crooned, my voice surprisingly husky, even for me.

"Want me to make love to you, baby?"

I nodded yes.

"I aim to please, my love." He closed his eyes and kept going till he came inside Ally.

I watched as he tensed for the final push and then he unleashed. Even when he pulled out, he still shot cum all across her stomach. I couldn't help myself from running my fingers through it, feeling it's warm slickness, right before I tasted it. It was so good... the salty sweetness of his cum and the just plain saltiness of her sweat.

"I want to see you take her." Ally told him.

"I'm going to make you mine." He whispered as he moved from her to hover over me.

My pulse raced as he inserted his hips between my willingly parted legs. Looking down, I could see his cock laying in my mound of hair, still dripping from his previous orgasm. I peered up at his sweaty face and brushed the long, black hair back from his tender, blue eyes. He smiled and then kissed me before pulling back just enough for Ally to kiss me too.

"I am yours." I whispered, to the both of them.

"You will always be." Ally said.

She then took his offered cock in hand and pressed the swollen, pink head against my rapidly moistening lips. Without even a moment's hesitation, he slid inside me, burying his cock deep, so deep that I felt his balls as they pressed against me. I was still holding my breath as he let it settle, letting me grow accustomed to his girth. Even after a year since he began living with us and sharing our bed, I still hadn't fully acclimated to his size, not yet. I honestly hoped I never did, for it felt so good...that brief pain that accompanied his intrusion into my womb.

"Say it." He begged. "Say you're mine."

Before I could utter the words, he withdrew his cock but left the head just inside of me. I felt the pressure of it for several minutes as he held it there, then before I could prepare myself he shoved it back inside. I gasped. I shuddered. I cried out. He pushed even harder than before and I thought I was going to pass out because of it..

"Say it." He pleaded.

I knew my voice would falter, but I said it. I forced myself to say it. "I'm yours."

"Say it again!" Ally demanded of me. She was on fire I saw from her glazed eyes.

He thrusted just as I was about to speak, and my words were swept away by the sudden rush of pain and pleasure.

"Say it." She repeated but in a much softer tone.

"I'm yours."

He kept thrusting and my body kept responding. I jerked against him as Ally worked me with her hand. All the while, he fucked me, harder and harder. This wasn't just making love. This was possession. He was making me his with each firm thrust of his body. Then he slowed as he pressed is body upon mine, heated skin upon heated skin. He kissed me. I returned it. He took my hands into his and pressed them hard into the mattress as he arched his body, tense against me. My body arose to meet his. I felt the orgasm coming. He kept pumping me with his hips and within seconds I came all over him, coating his body in my feminine secretions. That didn't stop him. He kept thrusting, driving his rock-hard cock inside me for some moments more before he too released, giving me all that he had left. He the collapsed into my arms, exhausted.

Only a few minutes had passed and in spite of my exhaustion, Ally pulled me to towards her and then kissed me passionately. She was hungry for what I alone could offer her. She moved to straddle my face. I knew what she had in mine. We'd only done the sixty-nine a couple of times before and it had been quite satisfying for us both. However, I was still worn out from my time with Chance. I sighed but went with it, especially once I caught the smell of her wet pussy as it began to press against my nose and mouth. Then came the smell of his cum as it seeped out from between her swollen, pink lips and folds. I began licking, savoring the taste that met my tongue. It was then I felt hers on me along with her hands pressing into my thighs, now slick with sweat, his and mine, along with a fair amount of his cum too I imagined. I licked her as hungrily as she licked me, working my way up and down her pussy, and because I became lost in the moment I even licked her anus, despite the potent fragrance that emanated from it. I never did rim jobs, but I did it with her and I was surprised by the taste, and by the loud moans I elicited from her. I moaned myself as she worked me with her fingers, sliding them deep within my pussy, which in turn produced some wild bucking on my part. She rode it out like a pro till we both climaxed, and then laid together, completely spent.

We could have stayed in bed for the rest of the day. Ally was off on vacation. Chance didn't have any teaching assignments, for summer school had ended. I worked from home now. My publishing company was moving into a new building, which meant everything at work was a hot mess right now. But alas, we couldn't. Our neighbor Faith was dropping by in another hour or two. She'd said she had something she wanted to ask of us. All we knew was that it had something to do with a project she was currently working on.

Faith moved into our building about the same time Chance did. It was once a bank, this old ten story building that had long stood in downtown Charleston for much of its history, certainly since the early 1900s. It wasn't always a bank though. During the 1950s through the early 1990s, it was an office building. From 2000 to the present, it was pretty much empty, used for storage by the city. Ally's cousin Richard and his partners in his investment firm bought the old building and remodeled it, turning it into high-end studio apartments. Each floor contained two apartments. Because we invested early into the venture, we bought the entire top floor. The rest were reserved for renters. Faith moved in one floor below us. We never got to know the previous tenants. They were an older couple and had kept to themselves for the most part. On the ground level, friends of Richard had put in a pub, Devlin's Pub as it was named, supposedly in honor of a friend they'd lost some years before in a car accident. Most of the tenants began mingling there soon after it opened, usually always after work and on weekends. It was there that Ally and I met Faith Kennedy. She was a freelance writer and professional photographer who spent many months of the year out on assignment. She'd been all over the world and had published in numerous magazines over the years, including National Geographic. She'd even written several books on her travels and even a few novels too. Despite her frequent absences from Charleston, we managed to become good friends with her, and she seemed quite taken with Chance too. She'd even gotten quite flirty too, but we didn't mind. However, once she figured out that the three of us were lovers, she backed off. We told her it was okay. We told them both that it was okay if they wanted to date. We didn't mind sharing him, a surprised for us both.

A month later, she began seeing some man. He didn't stay long, for after a month he vanished. After that, she remained single, at least from what we could tell. Then about a month or so ago, she began staying home more. She also began dropping by more and more, and she'd even started flirting again, however not just with Chance. She'd begun flirting with us too, or so we took it as such. Ally and I merely shrugged it off. She was our friend so we didn't want to hurt her if we'd misconstrued her actions in some way. We reminded Chance again that he could date her if he wished. He just had to continue being our lover, of course. He refrained from making a move. We knew he was interested but he loved us too much to take the risk.

A few weeks ago, we began to notice strangers visiting her throughout the day. Most were single men and women, but couples too visited. We'd know because they'd be on the elevator as we rode it up and down. They'd get on and off at her floor. It had to be her they were seeing. We knew because the other apartment on that floor had been vacant for months now. Then a few days later, we began to notice some of the other tenants visiting her too. When we asked her about it, she blushed and waved it off, saying that it was a project she was working on, an art project and not related to her work. We knew she had a website through which she sold photos that she'd taken during her travels and from places around Charleston and the Lowcountry, but we didn't really think of her as an artist. One could say we were definitely intrigued. We still were this morning.

We'd just finished showering and changing the sheets on the bed. Ally was putting them in the wash when the doorbell rang. Chance opened it and there was Faith, looking very sheepish this morning. I could tell that she was nervous and I knew the others did as well. She wore a jeans and a tank-top, rather unusual attire for her. She was always so fashionable, even when she was casual. Today, she was just slumming it at home. Also unusual, she'd tied her yellow, blond hair in a ponytail. She normally left it loose about her face and neck. Sometimes she'd braid it. She fidgeted about till she saw Ally and then she blushed again. Apparently, she was still crushing on her.

"Hi." Ally said.

"Hi." Faith responded shyly, and then began, "Listen, I have a request...well honestly I'd better show you what I'm doing than simply telling you. I doubt I'd get it right if I tried."

"We're all friends here." I said trying to push aside the brief spurt of jealousy. I wasn't sure I liked that she had a crush on Ally. Then again, I couldn't really blame her now could I. Ally was beautiful and had a natural allure that attracted people to her. "You can tell us anything, you know that, right?"

"I know, but this is...well it's out there, for me. I just don't know how to really approach you with this..." She faded into uneasy silence. "Come, you need to see this before you make up your minds." She turned and headed for the door.

We looked at one another. Ally merely shrugged. "I'm definitely intrigued even more." Chance said and followed her.

Once we made it to her door, she paused and turned to us. "I never thought I'd do this kind of project...it's just that I sort of fell into it inadvertently...well some might say fate I guess."

"Are you making porn?" Chance joked.

From the fiery red of her cheeks and her large, startled eyes, I surmised that it probably wasn't too far off the mark.

"It was a joke, don't take his ill-timed humor to heart." Ally tried to intervene because Faith was starting to tear up a little.

"Come inside." She finally said and opened the door.

We followed her in and were stunned by what we saw. I know I was. She had cameras set up around a bed that adorned the middle of the room. She had screens and lights too, but not around it. They were off to the side, mostly around chairs and sofas that she had strategically positioned about the spacious studio. Her own bed was in the far corner, by the window. Other than that, the place was sparsely decorated. There was nothing to say that it was her place, that it was her home. I could understand it though. She was traveling all the time. Her job took her all over the world. That meant she wasn't here enough to make it a true home. I got it. But this was different somehow. The walls were the natural brick of the original building. It was light colored brick and not the red kind used in other places I'd seen in the city. The wall to our right contained a fireplace and around it were wooden shelves filled with books, hardbacks mostly. The rest of the walls were covered in framed pictures, but not the nature shots she sold online. These were of people, and they were all nudes for the most part. Others were almost there, for they wore the skimpiest and the most revealing lingerie. I said lingerie for most were of women of varying ages but with beautiful, fit bodies. Some men were too, but they were all nude. Some were full-bodied. Some were of only the chest down. I could see plenty of beautiful cocks, all different sizes and states of arousal. Some were circumcised. Some were not. As I looked at each one in stunned silence, I began to see couples too, heterosexual couples and gay. There were two or three threesomes too I saw in amazement, and they were our neighbors too. I recognized the Carters, Samantha and Bryce, from five floors down. The girl that had moved in with them a couple months ago stood between them. All three were nude and appeared very close, very intimate. They were in their thirties. The girl had to be early to mid-twenties, or so I judged. So, we weren't the only three people shacking up.

"I have a buyer who sales these photos online. I just made prints for myself." She told us. "Those with the faces visible...well they signed an agreement. A lot of them go to online adult sites. Others well...I sale them to publishing companies for use as cover art or book covers for erotica novels. Those are not nudes of courses..."

"When did you start this?" Ally asked.

I could see that she was clearly enchanted by them, drawn to those bearing female images. I had to admit, my loins were stirring too.

"About a year ago. I gave a lecture on photography for an art class at the college as a favor for a friend who teaches there and we discussed nudes. I decided to try it myself and found some models. I began to show some pieces in New York. I have a friend who's a curator a local gallery there...well it was at my first showing that I met the buyer. He proposed a lucrative side job...well I needed the extra money..."

"Why didn't you tell us about the show, about your art?" I couldn't help but ask.

"I was embarrassed." She said. "I wanted to but...I don't know...I guess I was afraid..."

"Why?" Ally asked her.

"I really like you guys and I didn't want you to think less of me..."

"We would never think less of you." I said feeling somewhat of a loss.

Then I realized, I may have been wrong about the crush. The way she looked at me now...I began to consider that Ally may not have been the only one she was still crushing on.

"This is great." Ally assured her. "I love it all."

"Good, because I really want to photograph you guys."

Stunned, I didn't know what to say. I looked at Ally, and then to Chance. He was as speechless as she was, as I was.

"I mean not to sell, but for myself, for my show...if that's alright."

"Okay..." Ally began.

"I want to photograph you in the nude."

"I think..."

"Please think about it." She all but pleaded. "You know I'd never do anything to hurt you guys."

"We know." Ally reassured her. "We'll consider it."

"When would you like to do the photoshoot?" Chance asked.

"Tonight, if possible." She said. "I leave for New York tomorrow and I'm going to be gone for the rest of the week."

We told her again that we'd discuss it and get back to her in an hour or so. We headed back up to our flat in silence. Once we closed the door, Ally turned to me and said, "She's got a mad crush on you."

"She's got one on you." I said.

"She wants you both." Chance told us and smiled. "I think it's cute."

"You do, do you?" Ally faced him but broke out with a smile of her own, and a good blushing of the cheeks.

I could tell that she found the thought of being wanted by Faith intriguing. I wondered if she wanted her too, and if so, for how long had she had these cravings. I pushed the provocative thought aside for the moment.

"What are we going to do?" I asked them. "Should we really pose for her?"

"The heated face of yours says we should." Ally smirked.

"I believe she wants to get naked for her." Chance mused but the expression on his face told me that he wouldn't mind being naked for her either.

"I think she's got a plan to get her naked tonight." Ally gave me a searching look.

She really wanted this I realized. "Okay, I guess we're doing this then. Should we call her...?"

"How about we just text her?" He said as he withdrew his phone.

"I wonder how long he's had her number?" Ally glanced at me with a furtive eyeroll. "Probably been sending her nudes all along."

"Of his nice cock, no doubt."

"He should have asked for our permission." Ally mused. "That cock belongs to us."

"Your right about that." I glanced at Chance who'd turned about a thousand shades of red in just a few seconds.

"She says seven and to wear something easy to remove. No underwear." He managed to say, his voice trembling a bit under our scrutiny.

I was on edge for the rest of the day. I didn't really know what to expect. I didn't know what Faith had planned for us, or what poses she expected us to perform. I didn't know anything and that was freaking me out. However, I think what got to me the most was Ally's nonchalance about the whole thing. Then I'd catch a sparkle in her eyes, which told me that she was up to something. She had an agenda going into this photoshoot tonight.

I chose to wear my warm-up pants. They were tight-fitting, but loose enough not to traumatize any neighbors we might encounter on the way to her apartment. They'd been coming and going here recently so I wasn't taking chances. I slid on a pull-over that was bulky enough to hide my naked breasts as much as was possible. I didn't have large breasts, but still they'd be quite pronounced without a bra. Ally wore similar attire, but instead of pants she wore shorts, her jogging shorts that hugged her body like another layer of skin. Chance wore jeans and a pull-over shirt.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked Ally as we got into the elevator.

"It's a photoshoot. What could possibly be wrong with that?" She beamed. "Or could go wrong?" She winked as she said it.

"Ally, she's got a crush on us." I reminded her. "I like her and I don't want to hurt her."

"Why would we reject her advances, if she makes them tonight?" Ally responded with a quizzical look.

"Because we're a couple and we're committed to each other. Bringing in another lover would complicate things, don't you think?"

"We brought in Chance and he's made us stronger." She argued.

"You want to bring in Faith?"

"She's gorgeous. She's super sexy, and I know you know that. She's already our close friend, so she's well acquainted on how we roll...you know the three of us. She'll respect our boundaries, and our love for each other." She said as I pondered this. "Who knows, perhaps all she wants is just to photograph us in the nude..."

"Perhaps she'll just want sex and nothing more...you know something casual like a benefits package." Chance offered as the doors opened and we stepped onto her floor. "She doesn't seem the be the long-tern relationship type. She loves her freedom to travel too much."

"You're probably right." I gave with a deeper sigh than I'd intended, which elicited a curious look from Ally.

"I think deep down you want her to be our lover, don't you?"

"Okay, fine, I find her attractive, and yes, I'd love to get between her legs and eat that pussy of hers till she can't walk straight!" I hissed. "Happy now!"