HIS FANTASY

16- THE 3's

"You know I love you, man. But I'm with Anita now."

Anne growled to herself.

She corrected it silently. She really hated it when he called her "Anita". It was the one thing he did that really got under her skin. It sounded lazy and boring, as if he couldn't be bothered to say her full name.

"Have you asked her?" Benny wanted to know.

Anne's ears pricked up, and her hand clamped still around her pussy. She stopped rubbing as she listened. "Asked me what? Anne told herself

"Man, it's still early." Johnny hedged.

Anne pulled back and leaned against the wall, out of sight. She could tell from the rustle of the sofa cushions that he was uncomfortable with the conversation because he was moving as if to get away from it. He did the same thing with her whenever she wanted to talk about something he didn't want to get into at the moment.

Benny didn't seem willing to let it go just yet, though.

"You said you'd ask."

"I will," Johnny assured him.

"Give me some time."

"It's been a year," Benny said.

Since they are dating, Anne thought What did Benny want to ask Johnny about her? When Johnny didn't reply, Benny spoke again.

"You two are sleeping together, am I right?"

Johnny sort of laughed.

"Sh-yeah. I told you, when the time is right..."

"Man!" Benny cried.

"Look, I also have needs, dude. You wanted a girl; I got you a girl. A sexy, smart, wonderful woman who, I might add, also likes me. Don't deny it; I know she does. But if I'd known you were going to blue-ball me, I never would have introduced you two."

Johnny growled in frustration.

"What the hell! I can't just be like that! She's my girl, especially now that we're getting married. I don't think she will let you fuck her while I'm fucking you. Because most women don't go for that sh*t, okay? You have to let me build up to it." Johnny said

"Well, have you even tried?" Benny asked.

Anne's mind reeled. "Wait a minute! wait!. Benny wants what they have. He wants to join in. Is that what she heard?

Her whole body thrilled at the thought. Her pulse raced, her chest throbbed, and her nipples hardened. She almost whimpered in need and desire.

With a sigh, Johnny said,

"I will, I promise. Just give me a little more time."

Anne's hand drifted up, smoothing her blouse flat against her stomach, which fluttered under her touch. They'd asked her already, she thought.

Anne handbrushed over her breast. Pleasure trilled through her; she bit her lower lip to hold back a moan of delight. Her nipple stood out like a nugget in her palm, and she squeezed until another shot of passion curled through her.

"Aw, man!" Benny cried.

"I'm tired of waiting. I want you."

"I know," Johnny conceded.

"But we've been over this. I'm with Anita now. We can't..."

"We can..." Benny sounded indignant.

Anne risked another look around the corner to see him facing Johnny, his hand grasping his fat cock so hard that the purple tip looked as if it might burst. Seeing it made Anne's clitoral area throb; she wanted to feel his dick in her mouth, between her breasts. She wanted to sit on his thick length and ride it while deep-throating Johnny.

Out of mind, she began to unbutton her blouse and slipped her hand inside to caress her breast through the lace of her bra. Her other hand drifted to the elastic waist of her slacks and eased beneath the fabric to brush over the front of her satin pants. One finger slipped under the pants and she parted her pussy lips to tweak her clitoral area.

Lust sizzled through her.

Benny's voice easily broke through her ardor.

"Tell him you want us both." Anne pleaded silently.

"What if she says no?" Johnny argued.

Anne had to act fast. If she waited for him to come around, Benny might get tired of waiting and find someone else who is interested in him. Even though he loved Johnny, that was obvious, and he wants to be with her too. Anne didn't want to lose this chance. It might not come up again.

Quickly, she slipped out of her slacks. As they puddled at her feet, she tugged off her blouse and dropped it on the steps. In her underwear, she stepped around the corner and stood at the landing, hand on one jutting hip. Raising her voice so it carried over the noise from the television, she called out,

"What if I say yes?"

Both men froze, still grasping their hard cocks. Their heads swiveled in unison, their mouths agape, their eyes wide. Benny's gaze dropped from Anne's face to her bra, then lower, and a slow smile spread across his face.

"Would you say yes?" Johnny asked.

In response, Anne unlatched the front clasp of her bra and let her breasts swing free.

Johnny's eyes bulged. A bead of white cum bubbled up from the tip of his dick and dribbled down the side of his hand, and Anne smirked. Placing her palms under her breasts, she lifted them up and pinched her nipples harder.

"Johnny, babe," she purred. Coming closer, she swished her hips and pressed her thighs together, squeezing pleasure from her clitoral area with each step.

"Isn't there something you want to ask me?"

"I-I-I-I," Johnny stuttered, suddenly at a loss for words.

Benny nudged him in the shoulder.

"Ask her," he hissed.

Johnny shrugged him off. Half-tucking his dick into his pants, he started to reach the front for the television remote to shut down the TV.

"You know, maybe this isn't a good time." Johnny said it in a soft voice.

"You want me," Anne murmured, closing the distance between them.

Johnny looked up at her and nodded. "Uh-huh."

Glancing past him, she winked at Benny.

"And you want him, right?" she asked.

Benny's response was to reach into Johnny's lap and dip into the front of his jeans to extract his still-hard dick. As his fingers encircled Johnny's shaft, Benny's smile widened.

"Oh, hell yeah. I want you both."

"Johnny?" Anne prompted.

With a whimper, his eyes slipped shut. His hips thrust his cock into Benny's grip, and one word escaped his lips. "Please."

While Johnny was leaning down onto the arm of the couch. Anne knelt down with her knees on either side of Johnny's legs. She held his face, gently kissed his forehead, and whispered

"I love you, babe; I also want the two of you; let's do this."

Anne angled her elbows in towards her belly to push her breasts towards Johnny.

To Anne's surprise, Johnny leaned back with his head on Benny's shoulder. But Benny surged forward instead, his mouth open, seeking one part of her nipple. While Johnny's hot lips kissed her skin, his wet tongue slid around, sucking it as he fisted Benny's dick.