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This is a work of fiction for the entertainment of 
adults in locations where it is legal. If you ain't 
suppose to read it, Don't. Copyright 1998 by EzRiter. 
Except for archiving at free locations, may not be used 
without the permission of the copyright holder.
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Dealing With A Bastard
by EzRiter (1998)

***

The story of a threesome romance. A guy likes fucking to 
women who happen to be good friends with each other. 
(MFF, rom)

***

I had spent the night at Mary's house, which was a 
luxury I really enjoyed. Her two kids were at her 
parents' house, allowing us freedom this weekend. We had 
fucked loudly and wildly all night and now were enjoying 
being in the den naked. 

Mary is thirty-one, with a small (five one, 100 pounds) 
but delightful body, medium length black hair, a happy, 
warm smile, and, brown eyes that sparkle and express all 
her emotions. She was a hot, active, squealing woman in 
bed... if she was rested, which is sometimes difficult 
since she has two kids and a job. More importantly, she 
was a warm, loving woman who really cared a lot for me. 
I cared equally for her, a fact she questioned sometimes 
although it was very true. 

Last night had been magnificent as it is so often with 
Mary. Some women moan, some scream. Mary squeaks: tight 
little sounds emitted in the rhythm of our fucking. 
Then, as she floated in her afterglow, I slipped her 
down to take my cock in her mouth. Slurping happily, she 
watched my face until I filled her mouth. She swallowed 
eagerly and let me harden there before we fucked again. 

Now, she was on the floor, kneeling naked between my 
legs with a soft, narrow, leather collar around her neck 
and a coffee mug in her hands, sipping quietly as she 
watched me like a hawk. She loves to play master-slave: 
she is a natural submissive. I do not mean she is a pain 
freak. 

She loves her man to dominate her, particularly in bed. 
I, of course, take great care to dominate without ever 
humiliating her, to dominate in the way she loves the 
most. Her enjoyment of our sex is as important to me as 
my own enjoyment, although I would never admit that to 
her. Her breasts showed the signs of our love making 
with the hickey, the mottled texture where they had been 
roughly squeezed. My cum and her juice was dried on her 
thigh.

"Jack?"

The hair on the back of my neck stood up. The way she 
said it made me feel like a trap was being set with me 
as its prey. 

"Yes, baby?"

"Am I as good in bed as Debbie?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"A legitimate one. After all, you're fucking both of us 
and she is my best friend."

Hurray! She finally admitted she was sharing me with her 
best friend. They both had known it but they both 
refused to acknowledge it in my presence, as if not 
talking about it made it go away. 

"I love and enjoy both of you immensely. I could not 
possibility select one of you over the other."

"Aren't you even going to deny you are sleeping with 
both of us? Oh, don't answer that. Debbie and I discuss 
you all the time. We both think you are magnificent. We 
both love you, you know. We love the sex but it is more 
than that. We love you."

"I know and I love each of you," I said as I kissed her 
gently. 

"We know that. Debbie says no man has ever treated her 
with such love and kindness. I feel the same way. You 
are better to our children than their own fathers." She 
raised up to be kissed again and her hands wandered over 
my body, finally resting on my cock which she 
manipulated until he began to rise. 

"You are a remarkable man, even if sometimes..."

"Sometimes what?"

"Sometimes, Jack, well, you can be a bastard, you know."

"I am a man. You are women. I demand of you knowing you 
love it... love giving to me."

"True. I do love it." She sighed loudly. "Jack... how 
does Yvonne Winters compare to us?"

Her eyes were two big, chocolate, lasers burning into 
me. 

"No wonder you are a good poker player. I could not see 
any reaction."

"I have never lied to you, Mary." 

"So, don't start now. Look, Jack, I am not trying to 
trap you. We know about Yvonne. And, we object."

I had happily noticed her constant use of the plural 
pronoun. She was thinking of herself and Debbie as a 
team, one and indivisible. I liked that. But, what I 
said was "Why?"

"Debbie and I are happy... well, yes, happy, is the 
right word... we are happy to share you... but, only 
share you with each other. Yvonne wants you all to 
herself. It scares us. We don't want to lose you." 

"You are not going to lose me!"

She squirmed into my lap, legs spread across mine so her 
pussy was idly rubbing against my crotch, making my cock 
rise to the occasion. She knew exactly what she was 
doing. 

"Please, stop seeing her. For me. For us."

We kissed hard, my hands all over her tight little body. 
She was ready for me, but, she was always ready for me. 
That is one of the things I really liked about her. But, 
this time, as we cuddled, I could see her worry. Yvonne 
was a weight on her she wanted to exorcize before 
"something" happened, something that would be, in her 
mind, terrible. 

Mary and Debbie were both thirty-one, both divorced and 
with two kids each. Both were sweet, fun and attractive. 
And, they were best friends. They could trust each other 
not to try to snap me up. Yvonne was only twenty-four 
and had worked as an exotic dancer. 

I knew Mary and Debbie would be intimidated by her DDD 
tits and flaring ass. And, Yvonne did not have children 
which single mothers see as a severe handicap in the 
man-catching wars. They thought Yvonne was busting her 
ass to get me roped and tied. 

"Another thing, neither Debbie or I have anyone but you. 
With AIDS and all, it scares us you screwing around." 

When I said nothing, she give me a nasty look, jumped up 
and ran into the bathroom. I joined her in the shower. 
She was cool at first, but Mary can never deny me for 
long. We fucked as she wrapped her legs around my waist 
and I bounced her off the shower stall wall. 

After the shower, she toweled off quickly and threw a 
robe over herself, which surprised me until I saw Debbie 
was in the den going through CDs, looking for her 
favorite. We had not been quiet in the shower. I guessed 
Debbie had heard us. I was naked, which was a first... 
the first time I had been naked in front of both of 
them. Neither acted embarrassed but the tension was very 
heavy. 

"Good morning, Jack," Debbie said sweetly, eyeing my 
cock and, then, giving her friend a hard glance. I 
noticed a quick, little quiver as she thought about sex. 
She raised her head to be kissed as I came over to her. 
As I bent over her, I made sure my cock dropped right in 
her face. She gave me a knowing, slutty look before 
closing her eyes as I kissed her. I kissed her long and 
hard.

When I stood my cock, standing at half mast, hung near 
her face. "Give your friend a good morning kiss, 
Debbie," I said softly but firmly. This was a major step 
for us. While they knew I was having sex with both of 
them, neither had done anything sexual with me in the 
presence of the other. I had grabbed a boob or swatted 
an ass when the other was there but that allowed them to 
act shy and giggly. 

Debbie looked at me for a long time, her eyes flitting 
back and forth to Mary, who was standing still as a 
statue, frozen by the game she was observing. Debbie 
slowly reached for my cock, wrapping her fingers around 
him. She leaned forward to kiss him gently on the head. 
"Good morning, friend," she whispered before realeasing 
him and sitting back.

You could feel the tension slowly leave the room. Mary 
plopped down by Debbie and the whispers started. I sat 
down and watched them. Debbie was five inches taller and 
weighed twenty-five pounds more than Mary. She was 
blonde to Mary's brunette, blue eyed to Mary's brown. 
While Mary's body felt tight and small, Debbie had a 
full, lush, earth mother feel to her, bigger everywhere 
but particularly her breasts. She, too, was an excellent 
lover when she was not harried. 

Thinking I could over hear, they asked me to go in the 
bedroom. I was sleepy anyway, so I volunteered for a 
nap. I was dozing when the bed moved as Debbie and Mary 
got on each side of me. 

"Jack?" I grunted.

"Let's make a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

"You know. A deal... a deal that eliminates Yvonne or 
other women from our lives."

"She is not in your life. She is in my life."

Mary swatted me across the stomach with the flat of her 
hand. "Honestly, Jack! You are the greatest guy in the 
world and I do love you... but, you are such a bastard, 
sometimes! We want Yvonne gone from the picture! You 
know she is driving us nuts!"

Yes, I knew. That is what I wanted. I sat up, wanting to 
look them in the eye. 

"What kind of deal?"

They looked at each other as the tension grew.

"Tell me, ladies, what do you want?"

"We want you to give up Yvonne..."

"...and any other girl friends except us."

I hoped my expression did not change. This was a major 
step I had been working on for several months. My goal 
was to get both of them to openly and honestly accept 
they were both my lovers... the women (rather than 
woman) in my life. Now, they both had accepted I would 
sleep with both of them. But, I knew to press.

"Alright, let us say I do. What do I get in return?"

"Us."

"Us how?"

"What do you mean?"

"We're playing games here. If you want to make a deal, 
bring something to the table."

Debbie started to sweat a little, the beads fine on her 
chin. Mary was staring at her.

"Let's start with honesty. I knew you two have slept 
together."

How..."

"You told him!!"

"No, I did not. It must have been..."

"How did you know?"

"I guessed. You just confirmed it."

"You bastard, you tricked us!"

"Yes. Now, let's be honest with each other for a 
change."

"Alright, we started as lovers when we were sophomores 
but we have not made love to each other since we started 
to date you."

"Debbie!"

"Well, it's true!"

"Honesty, ladies."

"Okay, honesty. What do you want, Jack?"

"I want everything! Everything, ladies. Total surrender, 
which, to be honest, you both enjoy very much. I want 
two very loyal and loving little women, my own personal 
sluts. I agree you two will be the only women in my 
life: I will never date anyone else again... as long as 
you keep our agreement." They both were fighting back 
grins, their eyes bright and shiny in happiness.

"I will be the only man in both your lives... no dates, 
computer or otherwise. Just me." This was not much of a 
giveaway for them. Neither was dating anyone but me, 
except for a rare, friendly drink after work.

"The sex will be wild and delicious, ladies, whenever 
and however I want. I do expect a lot of energy and 
obedience!"

I got no verbal response, but, their body language told 
me I had a deal. I sweetened the offer because they were 
what I really wanted and I did not want to let them get 
away.

"I will go further. I will sell my house and buy one of 
those luxury duplexes going up. Each of you can move in 
one unit and live next door to each other. We will be 
one big, happy family, a family with one husband and two 
wives... two submissive, hot, slutty, wives, so to 
speak."

"By everything, you mean?"

"Oh, for Pete's sake, Debbie, even I can figure that 
out! I agree, Jack. I will do it. I love you! And, Jack, 
I know you love me and I know you love Debbie. You 
really are a special man...even if you are a bastard 
sometimes!"

"Me, too. Everything. And, I love you, too."

"I love you, Mary. I love you, Debbie. I love each of 
you... equally! I really do. I pray you believe that 
because it is true."

I waited for the touching moment to pass. Debbie was 
grinning like a Cheshire cat. Mary was smiling, with a 
single tear slipping down her right cheek. 

"Now, Ladies, undress."

Once they mentally accepted the deal, neither of them 
hesitated. Debbie raced to shed her clothes as Mary 
dropped her robe to watch her friend. I took their hands 
and pulled them down beside me. 

"Is this your first threesome?" I asked looking at Mary. 
She smiled shyly and nodded "yes". I looked at Debbie. 
She was beet red. "Debbie?" Mary said. Her lower lip 
quivered and she started to cloud up. I pulled her 
tight, kissing her. "It's okay, baby. Tell me about it."

"Jack, I am not a slut! I like being your slut when it 
is just us, the three of us... but, I mean... oh, Carl 
(her ex-husband) shared me with a friend, more than 
once. I did not like it. You are right about me... I 
want to belong to my man. Just to my man. I..." 

I kissed her to silence her. "That is all behind you. I 
will never share you with another man." The red, and the 
anxiety, drained from her face. "Oh, Jack," she 
whispered. Mary reached across to stroke her friend's 
head in caring support.

Slowly, with apprehension, giggles, and the gradual 
loosening of inhibitions, the three of us explored, 
learned and enjoyed each other. Intentionally, it was 
quite a while before I penetrated either of them. By 
then, they both were totally at ease and ready. I 
enjoyed two hot, loving, squealing women, one riding my 
mouth, the other my cock. Then, I rested as they enjoyed 
each other with abandon. Again, I pleasured them. I 
heartily recommend it to all of you who have not tried 
it. It was everything I had dreamed of.

As the three of us lay together exhausted from our 
activities and happy with our new arrangement, we 
talked. They were bubbling with excitement about the 
three of us, the new housing we would have, being a big, 
happy family, so to speak. 

I was surprised at their quick and amenable planning of 
all the requirements of living as they lay naked on each 
side of me. I almost felt the odd man out. Each was 
propped on an elbow as they carried on an animated 
discussion over me.

Finally, I wrapped an arm tightly around each of them, 
holding them against me. 

"One more bit of honesty, ladies. Yvonne and I have 
never been lovers; I never even kissed her. I hired her 
to make the two of you jealous, to force you to come to 
this conclusion: the conclusion the three of us should 
be one. I would not trade either of you for two of her. 
I really do love both of you."

"God, what a bastard!" Mary said with a grin, love in 
her voice and eyes.

"Yeah, but he is our bastard. One hundred percent ours." 

END

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