Page 4 of Twice the Love

Meanwhile Harry’s mouth was pressed hard against her cunt, licking and sucking her clit, nibbling on her labia, and swiping his tongue deep inside her channel by turns.

“Oh, oh,” she gasped, feeling the familiar coils of heat growing and spiraling in her core.

Lee’s fingers pressed and tweaked her nipples as he continued to thrust his penis between her breasts, while Harry sucked hard on her clit then scraped his teeth across it.

Cherry curved her legs up and dug her heels into Harry’s taut, muscular butt to hold him hard against her pussy. She reached up for Lee’s cock as he thrust forward and pulled it into her mouth, sucking as hard as she could. The two men redoubled their efforts and in moments she was rippling with a climax.

They rolled her over and Lee squirted lube into her rectum. He slid his finger inside and said, “So hot, so ready for me. Still nice and stretched from last night. You’re a joy and a delight to us both.” He bent and kissed the base of her spine, licking along the globes of Cherry’s ass as Harry reached out to the nightstand and grabbed them each a condom.

Harry lay on his side and pulled Cherry against him, sliding his cock into her hot, wet sheath, and lifting her top leg over his leg for easier access.

Lee moved in behind Cherry, holding the globes of her ass wide apart as he pushed his cock through the ring of tight muscles, then pressed firmly into her ass. As he sank deeper and deeper inside her rectum, he put his top leg over her hip and rested his foot on Harry’s side.

Harry held Cherry’s hips, and Lee held Harry’s shoulders and the men quickly developed a hard, fast rhythm, thrusting simultaneously as deep into Cherry as they could, the position giving them added penetration.

The force of the men’s thrusts and the slick sliding of their bodies against hers was driving Cherry’s response higher and higher. Her nerves were firing and her belly clenched with need. Honey was pouring from her pussy, coating Harry’s cock and dripping onto their entangled thighs.

The men were thrusting incredibly deep and hard. She’d never before felt so full, so possessed, so totally claimed.

With a mighty thrust, Harry’s cock scraped against her cervix. The intense pleasure/pain ripped through Cherry sending her into an orgasm that shook her from head to toe. Her muscles clenched and every limb shook with the force of her release. Her rippling, massaging cunt grabbed Harry’s cock like a vise and sent him into climax too and the added sensations were all it took for Lee to find release as well.

The three of them lay in a heaving tangle of limbs for long moments as Cherry’s body continued to ripple and shake much to the enjoyment of the men, making their cocks twitch inside her, thereby adding to her pleasure, too.

“Thank you, sweet Cherry,” said Harry, kissing her softly on the forehead.

The men grabbed their towels and went into the kitchen to wash up, leaving the bathroom for Cherry, but it was many minutes before she could make her shaking limbs support her body strongly enough so she could take a shower.

By the time she was dried and dressed and able to stagger into the kitchen Harry had set the table up and was placing a pot of Chinese tea and hot rice on it for their breakfast.

“You must tell us what you like to eat. The shops here have almost anything you want, Western or Chinese. We generally eat our lunches at work and there are many good restaurants around here, so we usually eat out a several times each week. The other nights we can take turns at cooking,” said Lee.

“I’m happy to cook and keep house for you. You just need to teach me your favorite recipes. And maybe I’ll prepare some Western dishes too, and we can see if you like them as much as I do.”

The three settled happily around the table, eating their meal and planning shopping lists. Cherry copied down recipes, pleased that she recognized the names of most of the items mentioned.

“Chinese do not kiss in public,” Harry said hesitantly as they got ready to leave the house.

“I know. It is all right, really. This is a business arrangement. You wanted a woman and I wanted a fresh start. You’ll need to help me understand the culture. I’m committed to giving this relationship my best efforts.”

Cherry’s family had been no more dysfunctional than that of many of her friends. When her parents divorced neither of them really wanted their new lives complicated by a child. All three of them heaved large sighs of relief when she was old enough to go away to camp for the entire summer, and by the time she went to college she was used to being left alone in an apartment for weeks on end as the parent she was supposed to be living with at the time “slept over” with their current partner.

At college she chose subjects she found interesting, only to discover she either wasn’t much good at them, or else needed other prerequisite subjects she hadn’t done to continue with them. In the end she had graduated with a mish-mash of classes that hadn’t really prepared her for anything, and no clear idea about what field she wanted to work in.

It was the same with her friendships. She made friends easily and always had plenty of casual acquaintances and boyfriends, but she never developed a deep, meaningful relationship with anyone of either gender. Cherry had begun to think she was lacking in some gene or personality trait needed to really “belong” to another person, or to build a family for herself.

The only thing she was really sure about was that she wanted to travel and live overseas for an extended time.

So when she found the message board and got to know Lee and Harry, two Chinese-American bisexuals living together and looking to find a woman willing to build an ongoing relationship, it seemed a good answer to all her problems. They were honest and genuine. They wanted a partner to build a triad. She wanted to belong somewhere with someone. So here she was.

Chapter Three

Cherry enjoyed her shopping expedition. There was a block of shops only a few streets away and, as promised, they held everything she could imagine needing: foodstuffs, groceries, hardware and clothes, household appliances and bicycle parts. The buildings were tiny, with a single door, and the proprietor usually sitting on a chair on the sidewalk outside the store, where he or she could talk to everyone who went past, or maybe offer them a cup of tea.

All the shopkeepers and local people were incredibly polite and helpful, and once again Cherry noticed there was never so much as a fallen leaf left lying in the street—someone with a broom would come along and ensure the environment remained permanently pristine. She liked that. She hated streets back home where there was trash everywhere. These people evidently had a lot of pride in their neighborhood, keeping it nice, and she loved that attitude.

She also noticed many families out shopping—mother and father, maybe a grandparent or two, and one child.

She looked closely, but to her it seemed there were a goodly number of girls, although probably still more boys. She also noticed an occasional group with two children, and wondered if these were people from Hong Kong or Singapore, where there was no one-child policy, or if the parents were both only children who had been given special permission to have a second child.

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