#chasing nostalgia

August remembers clearly when it was the Christmas holidays and the three of them were in his dorm room, since he had the largest one, with the biggest bed. They ate, they drank and smoked a lot. It was kinda sad, realizing they all didn’t have some sort of family to go home to, but at least they had each other. Leilani—the only one who seemed to care about school—was doing her homework with earbuds in, while he and Roger were doing something as stupid as a card game.

It was obvious she was deep into her own homework and Roger ushered him closer. ‘You wanna know what we did last week?’ he asked.

‘Sure,’ August said, not at all feeling a little bit of jealousy. They all knew what they had. Roger was aware Leilani did stuff with August, just like it was the other way around.

‘It started as a joke,’ Roger said, ‘but I bought a vibrator you can control on your phone.’

It piqued August’s attention right away. ‘You used it in public with her?’

He nodded. ‘During the statistics. It was her idea and she actually thought she wouldn’t squirt.’

August couldn’t help but laugh, knowing damn well how you could barely take her anywhere, without her absolutely drenching herself or them. They had a quickie in the showers once, while the college football team was playing and let’s just say it was lucky for everyone they chose the showers. ‘So, what happened?’

’Well, I edged her, because I would feel sorry for her if she’d make a mess in class.’

He chuckled. ‘Bless your heart,’ he jokingly said. ‘You’ve got it with you now?’

Roger grabbed his backpack, took something out, before he walked over to Leilani. She’s only wearing a large shirt of August. Roger pulled out one of her earbuds and she looked up to meet his eyes. ‘What’s wrong?’ she asked, her tone sweet as honey.

He whispered something in her ear and she simply nodded. She shimmied out of her underwear and the shirt, before she spread her legs apart. Roger lubricated the little vibrator between her lips—probably still a little bit worked up by the teasing of a few hours prior, because knowing Leilani, she is unable to get it out of her brain—and she already bit down her lip.

‘Can I, sweet girl?’ Roger asked, pushing some of her hair out of her face.

‘Yes, sir, you can,’ she said and from the way she stiffened up and gasped, August knew what Roger had done.

‘Give me kiss, sweetheart.’

She pressed a kiss on Roger’s lips, before hovering over her homework again. Roger plopped on the bed again, holding out his phone for August, the app already opened.

August started off slow, witnessing her jolting in the seat. The vibrator was quiet, but they still heard it. The way Leilani held onto the pencil, they could tell she was already having trouble with concentrating on the material. Her legs were pressed against each other and she placed her hand over her mouth. She tried not to make a single sound, but failed miserably. They increased its intensity and when her legs started to shake, Roger turned off the entire toy and she whined, letting them in on how she felt. She turned around in her seat. ‘Don’t be mean,’ she said, pulling out her earphones, before she made her way to the bed. Leilani looked at Roger, probably thinking it was August who refrained her from her orgasm, especially because he was holding the phone. ‘Please.’

Roger shook his head, patting her bum. ‘What did I tell you?’

‘To sit over there.’ She plopped on his lap, fisting his shirt. ‘But… I need to cum.’

August chuckled, slowly increasing the volume again. ‘Be careful what you wish for, baby girl.’

Her knuckles turned white, holding on tightly on Roger’s shirt. Roger held her closely to his body, his fingertips running over her back. Her leg started to shake already and Roger and August shared a knowing look. Juices gushed passed the vibrator and Roger’s short was drenched. ‘Stop,’ she cried out, ‘please stop.’

‘Safe word, princess,’ Roger said.

But she didn’t say it. They had made the rule that they would only stop once she said ‘lilac’—since that was her favorite color—because she had this tendency to tell them to stop, when in reality she didn’t want them to quit at all.

And this was such a moment.

That entire Christmas Day was filled with sex. They were loud, since the neighbors weren’t on campus. She devoured them, the vibrator pressed against her clit, as both of them filled her up, each one a hole of hers. Leilani had her head in the clouds and when she was filled with both of their cum, she clung onto Roger. Once every few times, she’d become clingy to one of them afterwards and they knew they had to give her a bit of a break. She was always so ready, so willing for more, but sometimes she’d push herself and didn’t recognize her own limits anymore, always showing it in a clingy matter, whimpering against their chest’s and being incredibly sleepy. So they spend the next few days relaxing. She would work on her assignments, actually force them to do something as well and they watched many movies.

But then NYE came around the corner, so they all got in August’s car, parked in a deserted place and watched the fireworks. But they were quick to go to the backseat, lowered them as well, so they had plenty of room to do what they always did in the trunk. She was needy, wanted to cum after a few days pause. She was absolutely insatiable, wanted more and more. Nothing seemed to stop her and August couldn’t help but adore this version of her. Nothing was off limits. His hand landed on her bare behind many, many times, since she pushed many of his buttons.

The windows were fogged, the car was rocking and totally gave away of what happened in there, but they didn’t mind. It was a good thing August had thought ahead by placing a blanket, because he knew cum stains were quite hard to get off the seats.

But when the campus slowly filled with more and more students again, they had to be more careful again, but when August had a taste of public sex and the thrill of eventually being caught, was always on his mind and was what truly kept him going.

One day, Roger was feeling under the weather. Leilani took August to a secluded area a little outside campus. While they were having sex, Roger called her. August answered the phone, held it near her ear and forced her to answer it, while he thrusted his hard member deep in and out of her.

‘What’s wrong, Roger?’ she managed to choke out. ‘Yes, I can bring some chicken broth.’

But Roger wasn’t daft, he knew her too well and quickly discovered what happened on the other side of the line. The normal call quickly turned into a video call. Despite his fatigue and inability to have sex with her, as he had caught the flu, he said all the right things to Leilani.

When they were done, made an attempt to make themselves decent and presentable (they succeeded), Leilani got some chicken broth at the store and the two of them brought it to Roger. And that’s when a completely different version of Leilani was shown.

She was caring and loving, traits August so adored about her. The guys took care of her, but her taking care of them, was different. She fed Roger some of the broth, while August cleaned up the place a bit. Leilani stepped under the covers and let Roger curl up next to her.

She’d always make sure they were well. She held Roger, who was haunted by nightmares from time to time. She’d massage August’s shoulders when he was stressed, forcing him to go out afterwards, to get a breath of fresh air.

It was an interaction that worked so well. When Leilani was anxious for an exam, they’d drop her off at the exam hall, buying some of her favorite snacks and when she was done, they made sure she was well fed, no matter how she felt.

And that was the way they took care of each other. It crossed their minds this could be considered weird by others, but they didn’t mind. Neither of them did. It was clear Leilani was their girl and she loved them, just as much as they loved her.

♕ ♕ ♕

Prologue - 7 years ago

For every class August has attended, he went to at least five parties. The fact he even got in is some sort of miracle, the fact he still is going to classes sometimes and didn’t change majors for the third time already, is an even bigger supernatural phenomenon.

He fist bumps a few of the guys, gives a few girls a hug, all while he continues to smoke his joint. His arms are buzzing, just like he is a little bit lightheaded. He walks over to the stairs, climbing them to find a room to stay in. This place is absolutely sick and he knows there is a room available for him to crash, even if it’s for a few moments to catch his breath.

He opens the door and closes it behind him. But then he realizes a little too late there were moans coming from the bed and that’s quickly put to a halt, followed by two gasps. ‘Geez, Walker, what are you doing here, man?’ his friend Roger exclaims. On his lap sits the gorgeous Leilani, who halts her hips from grinding against his boxer clothed groin. She’s only wearing a pink bra and a white pair of thongs, her arms wrapped around Roger’s shoulders.

August was aware Roger and Leilani were close, however he never expected them to be this close. Fuck dammit, what did Roger do in life to deserve this? ‘Sorry,’ August mumbles, but he is too stoned to immediately act.

Leilani tilts her head. ‘What’s wrong?’ she asks him. ‘You’re not enjoying the party?’

He shrugs. ‘It’s okay.’

‘Well,’ Roger says, ‘if you’re not going away, you should at least share the joint with us.’

Leilani nods and ushers him to join them on the bed. August pushes himself from the door and it’s Leilani who pulls him on the bed, after she stepped off Roger’s lap. She takes it from his fingers and inhales. The fact she’s half naked doesn’t seem to bother her and he isn’t complaining either.

Leilani is the only reason he sometimes attends classes. She takes it a whole lot more serious than he does, but because she’s so focused on whatever the lecture is, he has plenty of time to look at her, how she stares at the board, how she makes notes.

Not only is she the center of attention in the lecture halls, but she’s also the light of every party. Despite not engaging in a lot of small talk with people, not paying a whole lot attention to everyone, it’s still painfully obvious everyone wants to either have her or be her.

And Roger gets to have her.

Unbelievable.

Leilani smiles at August, passing on the joint to Roger. She wraps an arm around August’s shoulder, pulling him closer to her. ‘You’re so pouty, August,’ she says. ‘Tell me what’s wrong.’

‘Nothing’s wrong,’ August says, too focused on her lips, so close to his. He has to clear his throat, especially when her breasts press against his arm.

There is no girl here on the entirety of campus, that makes him feel like this. This woman is one of a kind.

‘You smell great,’ she notes.

‘Thanks.’

‘Are you sure you’re okay?’ Leilani continues to push, but he doesn’t mind. Normally he’d be utterly annoyed, but he could never be with her.

‘Come on, Lani,’ Roger says, ‘the man is stoned out of his mind. You know how he can get.’

‘Maybe you do, but I don’t,’ she says, brushing some hairs out of his face. ‘August, can I tell you a secret?’

‘Always,’ he says.

‘I think you’re really cute,’ she whispers in his ear. ‘Like super duper cute.’

He smiles. ‘Thanks, Leilani.’

He watches her lips wrap around the joint as Roger offers her.

‘How long have you been doing this?’ August asks, wrapping his arm around her waist, knowing this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

‘A year or something,’ Roger answers. August knows his friend, so the cocked eyebrow and the cheeky smirk mean nothing. ‘Jealous?’

‘You don’t even know,’ August smiles.

Leilani scoffs, blowing the smoke in his face. She shares a look with Roger, who chuckles and nods. She steps on August’s lap and wraps her arms around his neck. ‘Why would you ever be jealous again, when this can happen.’

Her lips are gently pressed on him, a mix of pot, something sweet and alcohol. As Roger leans back against the headboard, too focused on his joint, August opens his mouth, his tongue dancing around hers. He squeezes her waist, before his hands descend down, placing them on the soft flesh. He can’t help but smile when she moans against his lips as he digs his fingers into it.

Fuck, this is a dream come true.

He loses more and more pieces of clothing and Leilani pushes his back into the mattress, her hips so softly grinding against his groin. He unhooks her bra with ease and as he wants to pull down her thong, he is a little too eager, because he rips apart the fabric.

‘Sorry,’ he chuckles.

She scoffs. ‘No, you’re not.’

Okay, he’s not, she’s right.

‘You two do this often?’ August asks her.

‘A threesome? No. Sex with you? No. Sex with Roger? All the time. Mister Goody Two Shoes over there is a freak.’

Roger gets up from the bed, undoing himself from his boxers, standing next to the bed with a bottle of lube in his hands .’Oh, so I’m the freak?’ he asks.

Leilani chuckles, before she sinks on August’s length. August closes his eyes, feeling her tight walls wrap around him. Fuck, this feels good.

‘Well, takes one to know one,’ Roger says, squirting some lube on probably her puckered hole. She hums in sensation, pressing a kiss on August’s chest. Roger pushes in his entire length and Leilani’s nails dig into August’s arms. ‘Never saw a girl who took someone this easily, let alone two guys at once.’

It takes a little bit of awkward movements, but August and Roger find the perfect pace, synchronizing with one another. Leilani parts her lips, as soft whimpers pass them. August pushes two digits in her mouth and almost like a reflex, she starts to suck—what a woman. The room is filled with the sounds of slapping skin, her moans and their grunts.

‘Oh, look at that,’ August chuckles, as her legs are already quivering and he feels her clenching around him. ‘Already?’

Roger snickers in almost a condescending tone, patting her bottom with more force than August expected, but it earns Roger desperate moans from her. ‘I think she is. Little slut.’

August pushes some of her hairs out of her face as he pulls his fingers from her mouth. She tries so hard to stop making that much noise, but she fails miserably. Her brown eyes roll back, before her juices gushes passed his cock, onto his legs.

Her moans turn into whimpers, a clear sign of her being totally overstimulated, but it doesn’t stop Roger. From the looks of it, he is more eager than he has been this entire night.

‘Look at me,’ August says in a soft tone and her eyes meet his. He can almost see her head’s being in the clouds, with that dreamy look in those dark brown orbs. He gives her a peck on her lips, but she’s the one who deepens it, desperate for him.

He gently pulls her hair, forcing her to look at him, but her eyes are closed, her entire body shuttering. Leilani’s body is limp in his arms, as she buries her face in the crook of his neck. He feels the vibrations of her moans against his body. She clenches around him again, before she cries out as she cums again.

August and Roger have to reach their own highs and use Leilani to do so. Her cries become louder, however it does not stop August. No, it only encourages him even more.

Leilani is fisting the pillow August’s head is resting on and he feels himself nearing his own tipping point. He twitches deep inside her and she moans loudly, as he fills her up to the brim. It doesn’t take long before Roger cums as well and as they both pull out, Leilani collapses on the bed, her legs still shaky. August runs his fingers through his hair, watching his own and Roger’s cum slowly drip out of her.

Roger knows the drill and walks over to the bathroom and he hears the faucet turn on. As he masterfully cleans her up, August realizes he just had a threesome with his friend and the Leilani.

He takes a deep breath, while Leilani is normalizing her own breathing.

The temperature has risen in the room and they all lie on top of the blankets. They share another joint. Like she’s a damn magnet, because August can’t stop touching her. His fingers are drawing figures on her leg.

‘This was crazy,’ Leilani admits, breaking the deafening silence between the three of them.

Roger turns to his side, placing her head on her chest. He’s comfortable around her and August can tell these two have shared many intimate moments together. ‘Well, I always knew you were a freak and today proved it.’

‘You both are freaks,’ August notes.

‘She’s the biggest one of us,’ Roger laughs. ‘Can you believe before we ever had sex, this girl was a virgin?’

He has trouble believing that. ‘What?’

‘I know right,’ Roger laughs.

‘I am right here, you guys,’ she laughs.

‘But was I wrong?’ Roger asks in a teasing tone.

Leilani places her leg over August’s. ‘No…’

‘This crazy lady wanted me to spank her ass raw in the first month we were having sex,’ Roger continues to spill the beans.

‘You could’ve said no,’ Leilani says. ‘You were way too eager to do so by the way. Like you’re always eager to.’

August focuses on a spot on the ceiling, as the two of them reminisce about other times. He never pecked his friend for doing something like this, especially not with Leilani. Despite him barely being on campus, he does know a few things: everyone is in love with Leilani. She’s beautiful, she’s kind and also crazily unavailable. Yet here Roger is, fucking her behind everyone’s back, snatching her away for everyone else.

It doesn’t take long before Roger drifts off to sleep, however August can’t seem to catch some rest. He thinks about everything that just happened. Sex with Leilani on one hand is crazy already, but a threesome? August certainly did not expect that when he went to this party.

Leilani turns to her side, drawing figures on his chest. ‘You okay?’

‘Yeah, I’m fine,’ he mumbles.

Her hand slips passed the thin covers, her fingernails trailing over his hardened shaft. ‘Seems like someone wants to go for another round.’

He chuckles, because she is not far from the truth. ‘You’re up for that?’

‘August Walker, I can go on for days,’ she jokes.

He nods towards his right, where he hears the soft snores coming from Roger’s lips. ‘What about him?’

‘He doesn’t mind,’ she says.

August doesn’t waste a second. He plants his lips on hers, their kisses eager, yet slow. He turns her on her back, sits in between her spread legs, all while their lips never separate. ‘Tell me,’ August says, ‘where do you want me?’

‘Where I had you before.’ She lines his tip near her soaking wet and already throbbing entrance and with one swift motion he pushes himself in. She bites her jaw together, desperate to not make a sound, but she fails. August suspects she’s incapable of being quiet, because even when he kisses her, her strained moans still fill the room.

She wraps her legs around his hips and her arms snake around his neck.

‘Fucking hell, Leilani,’ he grunts.

She lets out a tired chuckle, her eyes slightly hooded, making her only look more and more desirable than she already was. This woman is insatiable. ‘I’m close again.’

‘Roger was right,’ he says, ‘you’re a little fucking slut.’

Leilani is so fucking loud, but August doesn’t care anymore, because her walls clenching around his cock, makes him reach his own high earlier than he expected. There is a big chance Roger will wake up sooner rather than later, but August also doesn’t give a shit about that.

As she shakes underneath his frame, his hips stutter against her, filling her up entirely again. He collapses on top of her. ‘You’re crazy, Walker,’ she pants. ‘Fucking crazy.’

‘You too,’ he chuckles.

‘Okay Walker, you’ve had your fun,’ Roger says, wide awake. ‘Now I’m hard again. Get off my girl.’

August chuckles, pulling out, before he plops down next to her on the mattress. Roger pats her thigh, sitting in between her legs, before he leans down to give her a kiss.

‘Heard August agreed with me,’ he says, spreading her legs apart. ‘With you being a little slut.’ He pushes himself inside her and Leilani’s eyes roll back. August witnesses the way Roger shows absolutely no mercy, but his eyes never leave Leilani.

Roger must know and sense her eventual discomfort from a mile away.

Leilani pulls August in for a kiss and whines against his lips. August never wants this moment to stop. Ever. Fucking Leilani. Despite him having to share her with Roger, this was a moment he wanted to experience at least once during his time in college. He dreamed about a moment like this many many times, but reality is so much better than his imagination.

‘Fuck,’ she moans out against his lips. ‘I’m close again.’

Roger lets out a dark chuckle, before August reaches down and abuses her sensitive clit. He pulls back and watches her eyes rolling back, her lips parting and how she falls apart for the umpteenth time. As she rides out her high, he doesn’t stop. Using her in this matter, without her telling him to stop, drives him nuts. If she does tell him to stop, he’ll do it instantly, but she doesn’t.

Instead she gives him a deep kiss, biting down on his bottom lip.

The cries of pleasure fill the room and are an indication she’s yet again tumbling over the edge again. It’s at that time Roger also fills her up and she’s a withering and shaking mess on the sheets. ‘I take it back,’ she whispers. ‘I can’t go on for days.’

Roger chuckles, squeezing her leg. ‘I can tell. I’ll go clean you up. Again.’

She is catching her breath, smiling softly at August. ‘Give me a kiss,’ she begs in a soft tone. ‘Please.’

He is more than willing to oblige.

She curls up against him and is already drifting up to sleep. Roger smiles and quickly and swiftly cleans her up again. Her eyes open slightly, but he gently tells her to go to sleep.

While Leilani is in a deep sleep within a few minutes, August looks to his side, to Roger, who stares at the ceiling as he blows out some cigarette smoke. ‘You mind?’ he asks. ‘That this happened?’

Roger shakes his head. ‘No, why?’

‘Well, you were the one who had sex with her before this happened.’

Roger smiles. ‘I can share,’ he says. ‘Besides, sharing her with you isn’t the worst thing on earth. Kinda weird, right, how it never felt awkward one moment?’

August lets out a soft chuckle. ‘Weirdly enough, it didn’t.’

‘Well, we’ll talk about it later, but I think Leilani is always up for more.’

‘What a woman,’ August admits. ‘Admirable really.’

‘She so is.’

♕ ♕ ♕

Years had gone by after that college party surprise threesome. Seven years to be exact. After the impromptu threesome, they came up with a pretty good system. Roger and August became closer friends and also the bond between August and Leilani grew.

And never was there a moment of jealousy, not even when Leilani would spend the night with Roger and just Roger. Other times she’d be with August and he knew for a fact his newly found best friend was never envious. This is what they had and they all agreed to—it’s just that August knew that nowadays, this system never would’ve worked for him, but college August was different.

There were things that worked for him, that didn’t work for Roger and vice versa. Roger didn’t feel anything for the daddy nickname (he personally preferred ‘sir’), August on the other hand loved it, to a point where she never called him by his name anymore, knowing damn well what the consequences of that were.

People on campus began calling them the three musketeers (which August found lame, but Leilani adored it, so he kept quiet about it) and to be fair, they were indeed pretty damn inseparable.

From time to time, the three of them switched it up. Changed locations (from hotel rooms to under the bleachers) and what not. One morning, Leilani woke up in his bed, kissed him good morning before she took a shower, completely at peace around his room. He enjoyed it was the times with just the two of them. He got to envision what it could be like, if it were just them. She never showed much of her heart, just like he always kept the things buried deep. He wondered if she shared it with Roger or not, but when he asked Roger about it, he realized she was just as kept to herself as usual. Played it cool, like her life was amazing. But then the three of them spend Thanksgiving, then Christmas, then NYE at one of their dorms and he realized she never spoke about her family situation.

Just like neither of them ever did.

But then August got a job offer and quit college. After one last mind blowing time with just her, desperately wanting to say goodbye to her, it was time to go. He remembers everything, every detail of hers, because life after college wasn’t too kind on him and the memory of Leilani kept him going.

He lost touch with both of them, since he rolled from one shady business into another, set foot on the right side, the wrong side and the grey and neutral one.

But now he is done, mostly because he had to quit forever. One thing went wrong and it happened to be fatal for the people he worked with. August now is stuck in a wheelchair, missing both of his legs and his pinky, ring and middle finger from his left hand.

Stuck in the country he was born in, he leans back in his chair, scrolling through the sites. He is normally not the type of man to watch a lot of cam girls, but he’s getting frustrated and needs something to relief himself.

August hasn’t been with someone since the accident.

He goes through the different types of pictures, all indicating there are woman performing live videos now. He clicks on a picture of a girl named LiLi, whose face isn’t visible on the preview, but something about the rest of her body draws him in. Her body lines are beautiful.

He leans back in his chair and waits for the video to load. He joins in right on time, because she’s feverishly is riding a large dildo, her breasts bouncing in the same rhythm as she’s on the silicone dick.

Wait a damn minute, he thinks to himself, bringing his face closer to the screen. This is familiar. Those legs, that pussy and those breasts. Especially combined with those sounds.

It brings back cherished memories.

Is this Leilani?

Her whines and moans are a lot more high pitched than he remembers, but when he watches her fingers rubbing her clit, he recognizes that hand, those nails. Details are his forte, especially when it involves the most breathtakingly gorgeous woman he has ever met

This is Leilani. Never in a million years did he think she’d actually do this type of work, but fuck, she’s good at it.

He is quick to give her an enormous tip. Together with around 20k other people, he is watching her. Witnessing how beads of sweat run over her body, how her entire body shivers whenever she’s close to cumming and how she manages to keep her face out of the frame at all costs.

Unfortunately, he came in at the end of her live, but he is quick to click on her account. Previous live shows are also up, just as some random videos of her. He pays for a premium subscription, because he wants to have forever access to her account and these videos.

He doesn’t know how many things he is watching, but after quite a few, he is sure this is truly her. The lives are a little bit over exaggerated, however the other clips show a bit of a natural Leilani, exactly how he remembered it. It’s not a performance, it’s just her. Her legs still shaking as she reaches her high. Her being able to take whatever dildo as easy in her pussy as she does in her puckered hole.

This woman has only gotten better over the course of the years.

He ends up in a rabbit hole of her videos. Despite already covering his stomach and fingers with his own semen, he continues to watch. More and more, devouring every single bit of video material. He’s already made a specific playlist for other times like this, strictly made up with clips of her.

He leans back in his chair, his breathing haggard, his mind filled with new images of Leilani. His Leilani. For years he has yearned for her, wished he had never taken that job in the first place, so he could be with her. He doesn’t care if that meant still sharing her with Roger, he just wants her.

And now he has a little piece of her back.

♕ ♕ ♕

After a quick shower, August is dead set on finding out more about her. Since they went to the University of Montana together, he figured she maybe stayed there. He lifts himself from his wheelchair into his bed and makes himself comfortable. He starts to search for her on his laptop, minutes going by, but his Leilani isn’t findable the regular way.

So he does something he has sworn he’d never do again.

After an hour, he even knows her social security number and he has her driver’s license on his screen. Her full lips, the cooled expression in her eyes, her thick hair. It’s still the same, just with a mature streak to her.

She lives in New York City and after a little bit of digging, he actually managed to discover she does have an instagram, just under the name lanilani, hence the reason he could’ve never found it in his initial search. The picture showcase her personality. Her in a cafe, rollerblading and feeding the ducks. So, if he is correct, she probably spends her time in Central Park quite a lot. He could accidentally bump into her, though he suspects she’ll see right through the act.

So, he decides to do it. He decides to go look for her.

♕ ♕ ♕

It happened a few weeks back and neither August nor Roger had spoken one syllable about the incident. It all happened when Leilani wasn’t around, when she was on a spa trip with some friends for three days. It wasn’t an unusual situation, him and Roger being alone without Leilani around. They had fun together: watching a game, going to one if they thought it would be nice or simply have a beer and chat. 

However, what August and Roger than did—and what August felt—was deemed highly unusual. 

And ever since the incident, he could only think about it. Feeling Roger’s lips, feeling his hand slip passed his waistband and fingers wrapping around his cock.

He hated how much he liked it. Sure, he loved Roger deeply, but never in a million years did he imagine he would feel this about Roger. He would do this with Roger. The common denominator in their sexual relationship was Leilani. They were  just great friends. Purely platonic. 

August was now reconsidering all that. What were they exactly? 

So, naturally, they did not mention it at all. Not when Leilani came back, not when they went to their usual business at ravishing their girl and when they’re working in the cafe. He pretends he forgot about it, when in reality he’s constantly thinking about it. 

‘Alright,’ Leilani says, right before closing hours of the cafe, ‘I’ll be back in probably an hour, hour and a half.’

Today she has a meeting for expanding the place and since she is the only one who actually gets the material, because she’s the only one having a degree in it, they all decided it’s for the best if she’s going to the meeting herself. But that decision was made months ago. 

Which leaves Roger and August by themselves, a situation which hadn’t occurred since a few weeks. When she left the cafe, Roger clears his throat, before telling August he’ll start doing the dishes.

It shouldn’t be this awkward, but it is. 

August eventually turns the sign around from OPEN to CLOSE and lets out a sigh. He locks the door and walks over to the kitchen, seeing Roger there. ‘What’s up?’ Roger asks, as he dries his hands.

‘Nothing.’

Roger halts his motions. ‘Sure?’

It’s the opening for the conversation they should be having, but had yet to have. 

‘No,’ August then admits. ‘Not sure actually.’

The rest of the conversation passed without saying a word. It all happened in a blur, but one thing was clear: they had an hour and a lot can happen in an hour. Kisses were shared, shirts were unbuttoned, pants became undone. August didn’t realize how much he missed this, how much he yearned for this, but thankfully, Roger had been showing the same signs of desperation.

They are interrupted by a: ‘Oh dear heavens,’ said by their girl. They both take a step back, quickly making themselves decent. ‘That was quite something,’ she notes, as she still stands in the doorway, clearly taking in the situating that had unfolded in front of her. ‘I’ll leave you two to it and see you upstairs.’

With the world’s greatest pokerface, she makes her way upstairs, which leaves August and Roger be in silence.

♕ ♕ ♕

Leilani is smart enough to not mention it, knowing damn well how confusing it is for the two of them and maybe a little for herself too. She does not show it, which August appreciates. Instead, she’s right there on the bed for them to take when they wanted to. She has her legs spread wide open, waiting for them to ravish her. 

No questions asked. 

August watches Roger plunging deep inside their Leilani, probably fucking out his own frustrations. There are times where they don’t take turns and take Leilani at the same time, but now August and Roger seem to have an unspoken agreement they should not do that. 

Leilani’s moans fill their soundproof bedroom, her eyes tightly closed as she’s already close to her own orgasm. When they got here not long after she accidentally caught them, she was already a soaking wet mess. 

It could’ve been a moment for them to discuss it. It probably should’ve been the moment for them to discuss it. But it wasn’t. Leilani is open about her feelings, Roger can be open about his feelings, but August has a harder time showing the insides of his heart. He tries and succeeds sometimes, but there are also times he just shuts down.

Like now.

Her back arches as her toes start to curl, her juices squirting passed Roger’s cock. It’s evident what happened downstairs in the kitchen, had Roger already on edge, because he cums way faster than he normally does, shooting his semen deep inside of her. 

While Roger’s cum is still dripping out of her soaking cunt and she is catching her breath, August doesn’t waste a second and slides his throbbing cock inside. Leilani’s moans are caught in her throat, her lips slightly apart, her eyes revealing how far her head is in the clouds. 

With one hand he holds her wrists above her head, his other hand almost around her neck, but not entirely. He just needs something, something to show he has everything under control and holding her like this, is that control he needs.

August leans down, slamming his lips on hers and she whines against him, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts. 

She’s so incredibly wet and it doesn’t take August long to realize Roger’s cum probably contributed to that. When she clenches around him, already losing control again, his own orgasm nears way sooner than he anticipated. He totally bottoms out, mixing his semen with the remainders of Roger’s. 

Leilani lets out an exhausted sigh and after a quick breather, they all fall right into their routine. Roger cleans her up, pulls the towel from underneath her and August takes off his prosthetics.  Leilani was quick to fall asleep against August, her cunt still filled with their cum. August could fully relax now, but that didn’t happen. He turns his head to Roger, who stares at the ceiling, with his hand on Leilani’s hip. 

So, they don’t mention it.

♕ ♕ ♕

More weeks pass by, which means more weeks of Roger and August denying everything and Leilani pretending she does not know anything about it. August wonders if she goes over it inside her brain over and over again like he does.

Does it turn her on as much as it turns him on? Does Roger still think about it?

They fall back into the only piece of normalcy that is left of their sex life: Roger and August fucking Leilani. The unspoken agreement of taking turns on her slowly dissolves. They get in sync fast and it’s always something to see Leilani take them both at the same time like it’s nothing.

It’s normal.

When watching Leilani under their mercy, they can work together, they can be civil and normal, but other than that? They don’t know how to behave, especially when August just wants to kiss him again.

After coming back from his physical therapy session, August watches the two of them from the doorway. While Roger becomes needy when he keeps a secret, August distances himself. He hates himself for distancing himself from the two. It doesn’t only affect himself, but it affects them too. 

He sees Roger hugging Leilani from behind as she’s standing near the counter. 

While August went to the physical therapist, Roger and Leilani appear to have a bit of alone time with just the two of them. While those moments happen less and less, they are still essential for their relationship. The times Roger is at therapy, August and Leilani usually spend their time naked and together.

Times when Leilani isn’t around, were usually spend just hanging out. But what could the future hold? Before August’s mind can wander there, Leilani must’ve noticed him there, because she turns around.

‘August!’ she exclaims, a wide smile appearing on her face as she is wearing nothing but a thin satin dress. ‘You’re back? How was it?’

He places his bag on the table. ‘It was good, sweetheart, thanks for asking.’ He walks up to the pair and gives Leilani a kiss, a ritual he always does when he gets home.

August then looks at Roger. Seconds tick by, without either of them making a move. Leilani is closely watching their every step. ‘Hi Roger,’ he then says. 

‘Hi August.’

August clears his throat. ‘I missed you.’

Roger nods. ‘I missed you too.’

Leilani blinks her eyes, still without saying a word. 

And then August does it, pressing a single kiss on Roger’s lips. Roger appears to be a little shocked, however he smiles when August lets go. ‘I see,’ Roger notes.

They exchange shy smiles, while Leilani takes both of their hands. ‘Can I finally talk about the elephant in the room we masterfully ignored for weeks on end?’

August chuckles. ‘Sure, go ahead.’

‘This took you guys long enough,’ she tells them, ‘but you know how I think it’s important to take your time and only do things when you are a hundred percent ready. But, now that this is out in the open, I have many things for us to try, because you have no idea how long I have been wanting this to happen.’ She lets out an excited squeal, before she squeezes their hands. ‘And I know, I know, baby steps, but let me know when you’re ready and I’ll tell you all about the plans I’ve got for us.’

♕ ♕ ♕

Leilani's POV

In one year time, my life has taken a full 180 turn. My life became something I never expected it to be. My two men were back in my life: August and Roger. It was like the puzzle was finally finished. The puzzle of my life included August and Roger.

I loved two men at the same time and despite August moving away, I always loved him and never forgot him.

It’s okay, I always tell myself. I always tell people who asks who my boyfriend is of the two, we’re just friends, when in all honesty, they’re both my boyfriends, however the world is not quite ready yet. I never suspected myself to be someone who would have this type of dynamic, mostly because I saw how much of a toll it took on my parents’ marriage with more parties involved, but then I realized they had a shitty communication.

I on the other hand always had good communication with my men.

We’re living the most domestic life neither of us could’ve imagined. Life hadn’t treated us well and it left us with gaps in our personal growth.

But after resolving everything, we fell back into our trusted routine. Almost like there wasn’t a years long hiatus between college and now.

August is still the one who takes the lead, Roger is the sensible one and I make sure they do not overwork themselves, in the physical sense. They have to prove themselves a lot, which is cute, but totally unnecessary.

There’s one major difference than what we had in college: we’ve got more time. With the cafe only being open from Tuesday to Saturday, we have two days where we can just do whatever we want. Besides, August is always dead set on his holidays, so there are moments where we close the cafe and go on a trip. The three of us to the most beautiful places in the world. I love being around them, having them with me and those days spend where there are no obligations, just us, are the times we get even closer.

I don’t want to change this lifestyle for anything in the world. The way they ravish me, how they love me and how they care for me, I know I can’t get that anywhere else. I don’t want that from anyone.

Just like in college, there are moments I share with August and moments I share with Roger. It’s how it worked then and it still works now. Because we now do live in the same house, I often wondered if they don’t feel jealous when they are able to hear everything, but they’re not envious at all. It even occurred multiple times I’m having sex with either one of them and the other walks in, grabs something and walks out, like nothing was happening in the same room.

And while they aren’t romantically involved, I can tell their bond is becoming tighter. And that truly makes me happy.

After a few months, Roger and August succeeded in finding the right prosthetics for August. It was a process that didn’t involve me, but a thing solely between the two of them. I respected that, especially when I saw how close they grew because of it. After some practice—which again, didn’t involve me—August is able to walk in his prosthetics. I’m so grateful he found the perfect match, because I could see how much the wheelchair bothered him. He hated it and now he has a part of his old life back.

I know he loves that.

I turn around the OPEN sign to CLOSED, after a long day in the cafe. It was a lovely day, since it was warm enough for me to finally wear a dress. I walk towards the kitchen, where both of my men are cleaning up. ‘What’s wrong?’ I ask them, when they look up.

‘You’re not allowed to wear that dress again,’ August says. ‘Everyone is just looking at your breasts and I was this close of kicking them out.’

I scoff. ‘What’s wrong with the dress?’

‘Nothing when you’re with us, baby, everything when you’re outside,’ Roger says, as he passes me to place the plates back where they belong.

‘Nonsense,’ I say, knowing damn well I’m gonna push August’s buttons with it. ‘I got great compliments of it. There was this really sweet group of men who thought I looked beautiful and the dress fitted me well.’

August clenches his jaw. ‘What?’

‘Kidding,’ I say, but it’s already too late. I can’t save myself. August stalks up to me, pushing up the hem of my floral dress. ‘What are you doing?’ I ask coyly.

‘You know damn well what I’m gonna do.’ His hand lands on my bottom and I let out a squeal. ‘Oh, look at that. I’m trying to teach you a lesson and what do you do? Make those cute sounds, which tell me exactly how much you’re enjoying it.’

♕ ♕ ♕

My bottom is fiery red by the time we reach our place. We live above our cafe and it’s so nice to not having to commute to work, especially when it’s a pain to find a great parking spot within a ten mile radius.

Roger’s already leaning with his back against the headboard, his hard cock buried deep inside of me. His lips are wrapped around my nipple, sucking lightly, though it turns a lot harder, especially when he teasingly sinks in his teeth, causing me to gasp. I’m bouncing on his cock, until he grabs my hips, forcing me down on him and sit still.

‘You sure you wanna do this tonight?’ August asks, squeezing my slightly sore and sensitive bottom in his large hand. ‘Be honest with me.’

‘I want to,’ I choke out.

August brings his tip to my entrance and after a little trial and error, he manages to push himself all the way in and I dig my nails in Roger’s chest, adjusting to taking them both at the same time. I cannot believe we finally managed to do the one thing we’ve always wanted to try—even back in college—and that is double vaginal penetration. I was always either too anxious or too nervous to try it out, but I now never want something else ever again: I’ve never felt so fucking full. By the way they both hold me, I realize they are probably also getting used to this feeling. I bet their fingertips are leaving bruises all over my body.

‘Can we move, baby?’ Roger asks, after he swallowed hard.

I simply nod, but it’s enough for them to know I can handle it. It takes some slow adjusting, but once we’re passed the initial shock of me being able to handle them both in my cunt, I am able to enjoy it a lot more. I feel both of them so deep, as they are stretching out my tight walls. August’s hand is entangled in my long black locks, pulling my head slightly back, my back arching a little.

The room is filled with our moans and thank goodness we soundproofed this room too.

‘I’m gonna cum,’ I whimper, before creating the first mess of the evening. I squirt passed both of their cocks, as the feeling of euphoria rushes through my body. Tears drip over my face, trying to catch my breath, as Roger toys with my sensitive clit, desperate to send me right over the edge again. I hate how he is succeeding so quickly, because I’m shaking again in a matter of seconds, clenching around the both of them.

‘Good girl.’ Roger wipes the stream of tears from my face and gently gives me a peck. ‘Does it still feel good?’ he asks, just to be sure.

Though it’s incredibly sensitive, I nod, because it still feels so good. I open my mouth against his, allowing our tongues to intertwine, to dance around each other. He hums against my lips and I can feel him smile.

Roger can probably tell I can barely keep myself up anymore, because he gently pulls me against his chest, after our lips parted.

I can tell by their groans they’re not able to last very long anymore. After having sex with the three of us for so long, they’re pretty much in sync with one another, even when it comes to cumming together.

They both cum at the same time, their semen painting my walls on the inside. They catch their breath, August squeezing my waist and Roger pressing a kiss on top of my head. When they both have softened, they pull out and I let out a whine, already missing the full feeling. We’re all a mess, covered in a mixture of my juices and their semen.

We’re unable to move, all catching our breath on a different part of the bed. When I push my legs together, they’re so sticky, I fear we’ve got to change the sheets, because no one can sleep like this.

‘Are you okay?’ Roger asks.

‘I’m fine,’ I whisper. ‘We’re doing this again, right?’

August nods and Roger agrees. ‘Our own little slut,’ August chuckles. ‘We’re so lucky to have you.’

♕ ♕ ♕

I dream about them, but that’s mostly because I’m absolutely addicted and obsessed with them. They are my everything, in every way. I dream about us having sex, about us sharing domestic times with each other, combined with tons of more sex. We’re quite frankly obsessed with each other.

I want their fingers, I want their cocks, their mouth. Everything.

When I wake up the next morning, they both are already up, but are staring at me with cocked eyebrows and Roger has a telling smirk on his lips.

‘What?’ I ask, not in on the fun yet.

‘Hope you had fun in your dreams,’ August says. ’Sure sounded like it.’

The soreness is overruled by the wetness pooling in between my legs. Evidence I indeed had tons of fun in my dream. And they sorta enjoyed it too, I suppose.

‘I had,’ I whisper, giving them both a kiss, as I do every morning. ‘Are you gonna do something about it?’

‘Oh, look at that. Our girl is already cocky in the early morning. You just stay put.’ August gets up from the bed and walks over to the cabinet. It’s at the same time Roger pulls me towards him and I securely get in between his legs. He spreads my legs apart by placing his hands in my knee cavities, bringing them towards my chest, already leaving me completely bare and vulnerable for August, who has yet to come back.

August smiles, his eyes glimmering as he walks over to us again. He sits on the end of the bed, a large silicone dildo and a vibrator in his hands. ‘Oh darling,’ he says, his tone slightly condescending. ‘Already so wet and ready for me.’

He prepares me with his thick fingers, slightly stretching me out, however it doesn’t take long before the thick and lengthy dildo is buried in between my tight walls. The vibrators on my clit are so intense, but I love the feeling. I take it eagerly. I am so addicted to the both of them, with the way they always make sure I have everything I desire, especially in the bedroom.

I lean back against Roger’s strong chest, his lips on my temple, as I whine and moan out loud. My hips buck up against the vibrator, the dildo buried deep inside of me, the thrusts growing rouger, hitting the right spot over and over again.

One powerful orgasm turns into two and my brain is foggy by the time I’ve at least reached four—or five, dunno anymore—and totally drenched August and the sheets. My cunt is so sensitive, however it doesn’t stop August. I know handing him this type of control, he always goes a little bit further than Roger would. Roger always stops when I’m a crying mess, gently kissing me and telling me I have been a good girl to him, however August doesn’t mind me crying. Sure, he keeps an eye out, knowing exactly when I dip into a state he doesn’t want me in, but he pushes my limits.

I’m a shivering mess by the time August stops the vibrations and pulls out the dildo, as I’m with my head deep in the clouds.

‘Good girl,’ August says. ‘What more do you want? You can tell us, we’ll give you everything.’

‘Your cock,’ I whimper. ‘I need both of you.’

‘Where?’

‘I don’t mind,’ I whisper.

So, they take turns. My cunt is throbbing, but welcoming their deep and rough thrusts. My head is buried in the pillows, my back is bend and I have spread my legs apart, so they have easy access. I feel their semen deep inside of me, as it filled me up to the brim, little streams already dripping down my legs.

‘Oh look at that,’ August chuckles, ‘her legs are shaking. Think we’ve reached her maximum.’

Roger holds my body against his when he gets the bed with me, as August walks over to the bathroom. ‘You did good, my darling,’ Roger whispers, ‘I’m so proud of you.’

August walks back and tells me to spread my legs for him. I do what he tells me to do and with a luke warm cloth, August cleans up the mixture of our fluids of my legs. When he brushes against my sensitive cunt, he chuckles when I jolt. ‘It’s okay, darling,’ he says. ‘We’re done for today.’

We all get sorta dressed, but they order me to stay in the freshly cleaned up bed. ‘We’re gonna prepare some breakfast for you,’ August says. ‘So you can rest.’

‘Non negotiable?’ I ask.

‘None negotiable,’ Roger says. ‘We’ll be back in a minute. It was an intense last few hours for you, sweetheart.’ I receive a kiss from both of them, as I watch them walk out of the bedroom.

I can hear them trying to make something in the kitchen, paired with chuckles and laughs, which only causes me to smile as well. I always wondered what would’ve happened, had August not barged into the room, when Roger and I had sex during that party. It would’ve been Roger and me, that I know, but I don’t even want to imagine August sitting alone in his place, still in a wheelchair and no prosthetics.

It pains me to think about that.

After everything that happened within the last twelve hours, I need to hydrate myself, so I get out of the bed, ignore the dull feeling between my legs and walk towards the door.

However, I quickly retract my step, when I hear Roger say: ‘Gotta tell you something.’

‘Shoot.’

‘Kinda love you.’

It stays a little quiet from August’s side, but then I hear a chuckle. ‘Good thing I kinda love you too, man.’

‘Is that you guys’ first I love you?’ I ask, walking around the corner, a soft and nearly nauseating grin on my face. ‘How darling!’

August rolls his eyes as he looks at me. ‘This was a private moment, baby.’

Roger ushers me over. ‘Not everything is for your ears.’

‘Took you long enough to say it.’ I walk over to them and stand in between Roger and August. ‘This makes me so happy.’

Roger, the first one to go all soft, chuckles and wraps an arm around my shoulders.

‘I love you two,’ I say. ‘A whole lot.’

And in unison they tell me, that they love me more. Which is absolutely impossible.

♕ ♕ ♕

It was when August got his prosthetics and was able to walk in them properly, the three of them decided to take a road trip. In about three months, they would open their cafe, so now they had all the time to go out and about. With less to worry about, the three of them became happier and almost got accustomed to this easy lifestyle, however it was Leilani who couldn’t wait until it was time to open their cafe.

And in all honesty, August couldn’t wait as well.

While Roger drives and August is sitting shot gun, Leilani sits in the middle of the backseat, continuing to talk their ears off. She mindlessly from time to time squeezes their arms and presses a kiss on their cheeks.

However, she is turning a little bit bratty. It’s not much, but August can tell by her behavior she’s horny and really wants some relief. He exchanges a few glances with Roger, who also knows enough and he finds a spot off the road and out of sight for them to fix this problem.

And now, she’s bend over the hood of the car, as they are securely hidden from the rest of the world. Her skirt is bundled up near her waist, her underwear in August’s hand and her legs spread, eagerly awaiting the next step.

‘You’ve got it all?’ August asks Roger.

‘I do,’ he answers, before pushing August towards an awaiting Leilani. August unzips his fly, before he lets his hard cock slide in her throbbing cunt. She moans so loudly, causing August to push her own panties in her mouth, shutting her up a little. She feels so good around him and August can’t help but admire her frame. She looks over her shoulder, and he can’t stop a wink, which she seems to appreciate. ‘Feels good?’

Her only response is a nod.

Right before she can cum, he pulls out and she whines, stomping her feet on the ground. He doesn’t want her to cum, because refraining her from orgasms, always makes her so pouty and whiney and at this point, he is in the mood for some teasing.

He doesn’t now how long he manages to tease her, but then he fills her up with his seed, burying his member deep inside of her, so not a drop goes to waste. When he pulls out, Roger is quick to take his place and just like August, teases Leilani to the utter max.

Her legs are trembling, however not once is she allowed to cum and unfortunately for her, Roger also knowing damn well when she is about to shake with pleasure.

It doesn’t take long for streams of their cum are dripping down her legs and August cannot help but chuckle, seeing her balled fists, a clear indication she is not happy at all about the situation. While August grabs a towel from the front seat, preparing the backseat for her, he sees Roger readying her for the rest of the trip, just like they agreed on. He lubricates the anal plug between her swollen lips, before he pushes it passed the tight muscle, causing her to squeal. He pushes a vibrator in her cunt, tugging down her skirt afterwards. He pulls the panties from her mouth and Roger gives her a kiss in between her brows.

She takes a seat on the backseat and as Roger drives off, August is in full control. They told her to keep her legs spread wide open and Roger can see in the rearview mirror she is doing as they told her.

During the last part of the drive—which is around thirty minutes—she’s a whiny and whitening mess on the backseat. Her moans fill the car as they drive up to their final destination: a little cabin. Because August is in charge, he decides to tease her some more, frustration tears running over her cheeks.

‘Please, let me cum,’ she cries out, filling the car with her desperate moans.

‘Okay, baby,’ he says, ‘you know what that means.’

He turns on the vibrator on it’s maximum speed and judging by the sounds she makes: she’s pretty close. August turns around, just in time to see her cumming on the backseat, their mixed cum leaking passed the toy.

Good thing they placed that towel on the seat, though it might not be enough with the mess she’s making.

Roger parks the car and turns around as well, only for Leilani to obscenely squirt as August has yet to turn off the toy. He decides to take a little bit of mercy on her, turning off the toy, as she withers on the backseat.

’T— Took you long enough to do so,’ she manages to choke out.

‘Oh baby,’ August says, ‘you didn’t think you were done, right?’

♕ ♕ ♕

Leilani is securely nestled against Roger’s chest, whose chock is buried deep in between her wet and tight walls. She hums in content, as Roger gently holds her, but her hums turn into tired moans as August slips passed her tight puckered hole, as she easily takes them both, like she always does.

Within seconds, their pace has synchronized and it doesn’t take long before she’s already on the brink of cumming again, her legs shaking and her moans turning more high pitched. ‘Aren’t you a little slut,’ Roger chuckles, watching her already coming undone, with sobs of pleasure filling the room.

August blindly finds the disregarded vibrator and presses it against her clit, only picking up his own pace.

She clenches around the both of them, a pleasured groan leaving her lips as she chokes out: ‘I’m close again.’

And like she always does, she squirts passed Roger’s cock, totally drenching him and the bed.

August can already feel him reaching his own high and after they both filled her up, they try to catch their breaths, just like Leilani is.

‘I’ll go clean up here,’ August says with a smile after he pulled out. ‘Barely arrived and you already made a mess.’ He smacks her bottom and she squeals, a mischievous grin toying on her lips.

This sure is gonna be a very interesting trip: just the three of them.

♕ ♕ ♕

The next morning, they sit in the jacuzzi, make breakfast together and enjoy the nature around the cabin. It’s nice spending time like this with each other. They laugh, they have fun together and when it comes to cooking at night, Leilani giving clear instructions and because they do not want to get poisoned, they listen carefully to every word she says.

They watch tons of movies and time spend with just the three of them, is time well spend. They even look at old pictures Leilani has taken with her on the trip, along with some old videos they made. It’s funny to see how much they have grown, but also how much has stayed the same. Leilani still has that wide smile. August still has the resting bitch face, though a crack of a smile peeks through every now and then. Roger still has a contagious laugh, especially when he’s messing with August.

It’s nice to reminisce like this, to remember old times.

The rest of the time is filled with more laughs, with them just lazing around the jacuzzi or the couch, but time is mostly spend naked or semi naked. Because they turned on the heat in the cabin, clothes are becoming useless and to see Leilani walking around with no clothes on, is a dream come true. Time goes by, with them using Leilani whenever they need to chase their own high, sometimes allowing her to cum as while, sometimes totally denying her, leaving her frustrated for hours on end.

Leilani even provided them with a little bit of a show, as they are sitting on the couch, enjoying the view of their lady feverishly riding a long dildo, just like she did in front of the camera a year ago, only now it’s even more special as it’s for them and only them.

She wasn’t aware they brought some of her beloved sex toys with them, but thankfully they did. It’s always a good preparation for her and them, to see her climax on the silicone cock, right before she sinks on theirs.

Though both Roger and August don’t have a preference as to what hole they can take her, there is always something special about watching their cum mixed together slowly spilling out of her used cunt, as she shivers and enjoys her after sex high.

As Roger and August are catching their breath, Leilani pushes her legs together, letting out a content chuckle. She’s such a freaky woman and it’s still beyond August, that she is actually theirs. ‘I don’t think I can walk anymore,’ she admits with a smile.

‘Who needs to walk?’ Roger says. ‘Especially when we love to carry you around.’

‘I’ll hold you onto that.’

That night, August watches the two of them sleeping: Roger with his head on Leilani’s chest and her arms tightly wrapped around him, while leaning against August.

He presses a kiss on her forehead, covering them a little bit better with the blanket. Leilani lazily opens her eyes, looking over her shoulder. ‘Why are you up?’ she asks.

‘Nothing for you to worry about, baby. Go back to sleep, okay?’

She wants to protest against it, however fatigue is catching up, so she simply nods. ‘I love you.’

He presses a kiss on her lips. ‘I love you more.’

‘Impossible.’

He scoffs. ‘Nonsense, I’ll always love you more than you love me. End of discussion.’

She smiles. ‘Duly noted, though it’s not true.’

♕ ♕ ♕