Throuple Tales Pt. 02.5

**** I realize that Pt. 2 mistakenly got cut off before the ending. Here is this chapter in its entirety.*****

"We love you too."

The words replayed in Lisa's mind over the next few days. She had just had one of the most intense sexual experiences of her life, and now the emotional aspects were beginning to take hold. As she sat at her desk at work that Monday, she was clearly lost in thought when her nosey co-worker Janet decided to be her usual nosey self.

"Ok, Ms. Lisa. I know that look from a mile away."

Lisa secretly hated being called 'Ms. Lisa' but she wasn't going to bother with telling Janet for the umpteenth time. "And what might that look like?"

"Oh please. That, somebody 'rang my bell' look. You know the old 'horizontal tango' look. I can spot that from a mile away!"

Internally Lisa groaned thinking, 'You old crusty bitch, how would you even know?' She replied, "Janet, must you be so vulgar?"

"Yes. Yes, I do." Janet was proud of herself. The entire office wondered if she had been born without a modesty gene, because the tails of her youthful exploits ranged from the comically unbelievable to the disturbingly warped. Anytime someone starts a sentence with, "My ass was sore afterwards," one either tuned out or tuned all the way out.

Lisa at least decided to have some fun with this, since Janet would never leave her alone otherwise. "Well, if you must know. I did meet someone. A tall, dark fellow. Charming, intelligent, and hung like a prize quarter horse. He certainly put me through my paces."

"I knew it!" Janet looked as satisfied as if she had been fucked herself. "Does he have a brother?"

"Janet! Are you serious?"

"Well it's been a long time since I've had the cobwebs knocked off this old puss of mine."

Intensely embarrassed, Lisa looked around to see if anyone may have heard Janet. Luckily the office was sparsely populated. "Umm, Janet? You know you're nasty, right?"

Janet started to walk away. "Oh, you're one to talk! Let me know, ok?"

Lisa just sighed and turned back to her computer. She saw that she had a text message, but this time it was not from Monica; it was a group chat from both of them. Something about seeing something from both of them made her feel very special.

'Whatcha doin?' it read.

'Trying to keep my messy coworker out of my sex life. I just told her that I got fucked this weekend. She asked if my lover had a brother.'

'LOL. Should have told her that your lover has a wife'.

'Fuck, I'd have to change jobs if I did that.'

'We were wondering when we might get to see you again.'

Lisa pondered how she should respond. Her mind was telling her to just leave work at that moment, but that would be ridiculous. She didn't want to be presumptuous either.

'Well, I'm not really doing anything today after work, but I don't know what time you two will be home. I wouldn't want to presume. What do you have planned?'.

'Nothing. And it doesn't really matter who's home.'

'Oh...ok. Well honestly, I would like to see you two again.'

'Good. The keycode is 789045. Let yourself in if no one is home'.

'Oh wow! You let me...oh nevermind. I guess I'll see you later then?"

'It's a date'.

Lisa put down her phone and took a deep breath. The thoughts racing through her mind were making it difficult to concentrate, and she didn't want to accidentally type what she was thinking, which was that her body was dying for attention and that she would do anything to get it. Will would never give access to their home to anyone, even her, if he did not trust them. She had fought hard to quell her doubts about their intentions with her, and that this new found happiness would just be snatched away. But she reminded herself of something Monica had said to her right before their first kiss: "Are you somewhere you shouldn't be?" The answer was no then, and the answer was still no. She relaxed and was able to focus for a few hours but her naughty thoughts never strayed far away.

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Lisa was nervous when she pulled into their driveway. It felt odd to just barge in, even though they specifically told her to do so. She saw that Will's truck was not in the driveway, but Monica usually parked in the garage. She didn't know if anyone was home. She walked up to the front door, tapped on the keypad and the lock slid open.

Walking in and kicking off her shoes, she announced herself. "Is anyone home? It's me, Lisa."

"Out here!" She heard Monica and saw her head peek around and through the sliding glass door that led out to the back deck.

"Oh my god, Monica! Aren't you worried that the neighbors will see you?" Except for a pair of flip-flop sandals, Monica was completely naked, bending over rearranging some items in a storage bin. Her round butt was on full display, pussy lips peeking from between her thighs. Lisa looked around as if she was the one nude. The tall hedges lining the fence probably obscured anyone's view, but how could one be sure. There was someone walking their dog along the trail behind their house, but Monica did not seem the least bit concerned.

Monica stood up and turned to her, her heavy breasts swaying gently. "Well if they're looking for a show, then it's old news. Besides, I doubt anyone can see me." She walked over to her lover and gave her a deep kiss. Lisa's arms instinctively wrapped around her and hands found her way down to cup those firm, fleshy cheeks.

"Mmm," Lisa said. "I didn't know you were, what do they call it? A naturist?"

Monica chuckled as she turned to go inside. "Well, not exactly. Hmm, I see you're wearing that choker again." Lisa hadn't done so intentionally. She liked the way that it fit her, and in a way, it was a reminder of a very, very fun time. Monica slipped her pinky finger into the tiny ring at the front, which sent electricity through Lisa's body.

"Why don't you come inside. I should probably explain something about me and Will."

Lisa sat down on the couch and said, "Well I'm sure I shouldn't be surprised by now, but something tells me I will be."

Monica leaned against the island counter and said, "So, I am what you call 'free use' to him."

Lisa's eyes got big. "Ummmm..."

"Yes. We have this little kink of ours, among others. When either one of us is in a state of undress, we are signaling that we are sexually available, with few if any questions asked."

"Oh wow. I'm only mildly surprised. So no foreplay, he could just walk up and slide into you?"

"Well if I'm wet, which is pretty common, of course. Same for him, you know. If I need to be pounded and he isn't wearing anything, then I just get him hard and take what I need. Of course, when you look like this, it doesn't take much effort." She grabbed her breasts, pushed them together and spread her legs in a most unladylike manner.

"Geez, and you say HE has a big ego."

"Heh. I know what I'm working with. I mean it's a thrill knowing that our house is a den of debauchery. You never know when someone is going to climax. Just the thought of it excites me. Expecting the unexpected never really gets old."

"Well I see." Lisa tapped her cheek. "So following this logic, if I am naked in your house, is there an expectation that I must perform sexually?"

"You catch on quickly, darling. I am wondering why you still have on your clothes."

"Oh. Oh well, I guess I really wasn't thinking about sex, honestly."

"Is that right?" Monica marched over to Lisa and slipped her hand down the front of Lisa's pants. "So you just walk around damp all the time?" Monica's touch made a wave of submissive energy race through Lisa's body. She squirmed and bit her lip. "Perhaps you lie?"

Lisa moaned and just nodded her head, as Monica's finger parted her lips and squeezed her clit, taking her breath away.

"Off with your clothes."

Lisa quickly slipped her shirt over her head, her long hair flowing down over her face, and then slipped her pants down to the floor. Monica gathered them and then took them to the hall closet. "You won't be needing these until I decide to give them to you. Understood?"

"Yes, Goddess." That word slipped from her mouth effortlessly, once again. It was as if the role of being submissive triggered hypnosis that left her powerless to resist. Monica returned and ran her hands over Lisa's body, caressing her hips and her stomach, and just softly touching her nipples with the palms of her hands. "How does that make you feel, L?"

"I..I can't describe it...my pussy feels like it's on fire."

Monica bit her on the earlobe and said, "Good. Now I want you to go over there to the counter and get my phone. Call my husband and tell him where you are, how you are, and ask him what I am supposed to do with you. Put it on speaker."

Lisa gulped and looked at her with pleading eyes. Monica just looked back at her with a familiar, devious grin.

"Hey honey," Will's voice called from the phone. He didn't yet know it was Lisa on the other end.

"Umm...hi, hi Will," Lisa stuttered. "Your wife...um Goddess wanted me to call you?"

"Is everything alright?" he said, with concern in his voice. Monica nodded at her to continue.

"Yes. Yes, everything is fine. But she has instructed me to call you and ask what she is supposed to do with me." Monica pointed at her to continue as instructed.

"Shit, let me take you off speaker on my end then," he said.

"She told me that if someone is naked in your house, then they should expect to be sexually available at any time. She has stripped me and taken my clothes where I cannot reach them.. She would like to know what to do with me until you get home."

"That wife of mine. Never a dull moment. Well, given that it will be about an hour until I get home, I think it is best for you to be tongued until I arrive." Monica made her way over to L and put her arm around her waist from behind. "Spread your legs."

Monica got down on her knees and licked L's slot from front to back with no warning, causing her to gasp, and nearly drop the phone.

"Lisa, are you there?"

"Tell him exactly what is happening to you," Monica commanded between licks.

Lisa could barely speak as Monica skillfully played with her yoni, but she did manage to say, "Will, she's got me bent over the counter. She's eating me out like a mad woman...fuck...."

Lisa's words excited Monica into a frenzy. She was munching, licking and moaning into the moist sex like no tomorrow, while Lisa's legs went from tensing on her tiptoes to weakened knees barely able to hold her up. She put the phone on the counter and held onto the countertop trying to steady herself.

Will could hear what was going on in the background. "Honey, don't kill her now!"

Monica raised up onto her feet, gasping. "Don't worry, she's much more fun when alive. Honey, is she allowed to cum before you get home?"

"Well I'm in a festive mood, so why not. Just make sure one of you is available when I get home."

"We'll flip for it. Bye honey." She tapped the phone to hang up and said, "You. I want you on my bed right now."

"With pleasure, Goddess."

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"Cum for me, cum for me now!" Those were the words Will heard when he walked in the door. Lisa's voice was so loud and passionate for a moment he could not tell whether she was screaming for more or begging for mercy. If he knew his wife, it was somewhere in between. Either way, the vocals had him removing his pants a necessity as his erection grew. Leaving a trail of clothes across the floor, he made his way to the bedroom.

He saw Monica on her knees, her head buried between Lisa's spread thighs. She had her helpless prey pinned with her hands on her thighs, leaving Lisa to flail wildly as her mouth worked in circles all around her nether.

"Who's pussy is this?" Monica said, coming up for air.

"Yours...yours Goddess!" L's breaths were ragged, her voice hoarse.

"Are you almost there?"

"Yessss!" Monica dove into her again and Lisa convulsed, straining her legs against her tormentor's strong grip.

Will was tempted to watch for a while longer, but looking at the clock, he figured that Monica had been tongue-lashing her for at least 45 minutes.

"All right, dear. That's enough."

Monica turned to him while still on her knees. His throbbing erection bobbed at her as he strode across the room. "I didn't hear you come in," she said.

"I know. Let her take a breather. It's you that I want now."

The deep growl of his voice made her know that she was no longer in the driver seat. She just looked him in his eyes, waiting for his command.

He took her by the hand and turned her around facing Lisa, who lay exhausted with her arms spread wide on the bed. "Let's do something a little different, shall we?" Will bent her over the bed, so she was between Lisa's legs. The two were face to face now, Monica's breasts hanging down to touch the other woman. Their eyes locked, neither knowing what to expect next.

"Are you wet?" Will positioned himself so his hard cock near her opening.

"Soaked and eager," she replied.

"Now Lisa, I want you to hold her in place."

Lisa grinned at Monica as she wrapped her arms around her back. They were just the perfect height so that she could get her heels around the back of Monica's knees. There was nowhere she could go. "It would be an honor," she said.

Monica grunted and sighed as Will slid slowly into her. Lisa breathed in Monica's exhalation and closed her eyes, swimming in the sensory overload. "Eres increíble," she whispered.

He was working slowly and deliberately with long strokes in and out. Will knew that at this angle his thick cumpipe would stride along her inner G-spot and lead to a long, prolonged orgasm. He could keep her on the edge of a cliff for as long as he wanted to. Lisa's hands held tight across her back as they both felt the power in his thrusts. It was a surreal feeling with her friends sweating breasts rubbing against hers. Even though he wasn't inside her, the motion of the two bodies connected to her made her feel as if she was the one getting penetrated, and she wondered if she could have a mental orgasm from this action. She opened her eyes and saw Monica as she had never seen before. Her eyes were squinting, and lips curled with intense pleasure. Lisa knew that because she held her in a tight brace that he was ramming into her to the hilt, and that there was no way she could control when orgasm overtook her.

"Ahhh," Will said. Monica could feel him start to swell inside her as he grabbed her hips. She tried her hardest to hold on so she could cum with him. Lisa sensed the urgency in Will's motion as well. She pulled Monica tight to her chest and dug her heels in to keep her completely immobilized. "Kiss me, Goddess. Please kiss me."

Monica's tongue dove into her mouth when she half moaned and half screamed, filling Lisa's lungs with air and making her dizzy. Will's first orgasmic thrust was strong; she felt his glans on her cervix as her quim flooded with his load. His hands dug into her hips as five powerful convulsions drained his balls, leaving him pulsing inside of her.

Monica's body went limp on top of Lisa, who relaxed her grip and ran her fingers along her lover's now sweat drenched back. "Am I too heavy?" she managed to say.

"No. Not at all," Lisa said. "That was mind-blowing."

Will, now spent, collapsed onto the carpet, temporarily drained of his essence. After a few minutes, Monica rolled over onto her back and then sat up, feeling the warmth of his load shift inside of her. "Where did you learn that one?" she said.

He laughed without raising his head. "I'm an engineer, remember? I come up with creative solutions to problems." That provoked a laugh from both of the women.

"Did you have fun, Lisa?" Monica asked.

"Yes, Goddess. More fun than I could ever have imagined. You two make me want to just keep a spare change of clothes here." Internally, Lisa panicked as soon as she realized what she had said, but she did not get a chance to retract her words.

"Hmm," Will said. "I've heard worse ideas."

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Will was casually eating a sandwich at the kitchen table when Monica emerged from the bedroom. She had dozed off for a bit, and still had that "freshly fucked" look on her face. Lisa was still snoozing away in the bed.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Monica asked.

"Always," he said between bites. "And you?"

Monica went to the refrigerator to get a drink of water. "Yes, and my pussy says thank you. You know, they say in those stupid magazines that after several years of being married, that your sex drive mellows out or decreases. Honestly, I don't think I will ever get tired of getting bent over and hulled."

"And I will never get tired of doing the hulling. Is that even the right use of that word? Is it even a word?"

"Yes, and you pick the weirdest timing with vocabulary discussions. But speaking of hulling, reaming, pounding or whatever you want to call it, there is something on my mind."

Will put down his sandwich. "And what might that be, my dear?"

"Well, the few times we've been together, the three of us, you've always just fucked one of us, but not both."

"Well to be honest I guess it never came up."

"You and your puns. Seriously though, is there a reason? Is it because at your age, you can't do that?"

Will glared through her. "You're lucky you're cute, you know that right? I'll show you my age."

"Ok, ok! I was kidding anyway. I just wonder if you know, Lisa might want to get pounded as well. I mean I know that I can eat a mean pussy, but still..."

"Your confidence is nauseating. Well, I do think I have it in me to go a couple of rounds, you know. But she actually has never asked."

Monica sat down next to him. "That's the thing. And don't tell her I told you this, but I don't think she wants to 'ask' per se. She wants to be available. To be of sexual service."

"Hmmm," he said. "And what makes you so sure of that?"

Monica leaned back. "You should have seen her eyes light up when I told her that I was free to use. It was subtle, but I've known her long enough to know when something excites that imagination of hers."

Will stood up to get a drink of his own. He just had on a pair of shorts, and his limp cock was still a fat bulge from all of the earlier stimulation. "That is intriguing. But you know me, I am not going to just slide into her without speaking to her about it."

"Yes, I know," she agreed. "And it's up to you. But if you want my advice, then I would phrase that as you telling her what she WILL do and leave it to her to decline, rather than asking her what she wants."

Will put his arm around her from behind and kissed her on the cheek. "Well your advice has never led me wrong before. We shall see what happens."

It wasn't long after they had this discussion that Lisa emerged from the bedroom. As her clothes had been sequestered, she had a bed sheet wrapped around her. Even though her hair was a mess, it was a sexy mess and she had that freshly satisfied look on her face.

"I keep falling asleep over here," she said.

Monica winked. "That's just foreshadowing, darling."

Lisa blushed. "Well...maybe so. You have a comfy bed."

Will chuckled. "A bed is defined by the company one keeps in it. Come here, Lisa."

Lisa timidly walked over to him. Seated, he spread his legs and pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her waist. When they were nearly at eye level he said, "Is this too intimate?"

Lisa glanced at Monica, seemingly asking for approval with her eyes.

Monica sighed. "Lisa, if you want to make this a true telenovela you have to start speaking Spanish. Yes, it's OK, silly."

She always had a way of breaking the tension with humor. Lisa put her hands on Will's bare chest and said, "No, está bien.."