From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!
Chapter 43: Squeezing

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Squeezing

And it was definitely ’our’ bed, now; she may still have had her own room, where she kept her things and her clothes, but she hadn’t slept there in months except when Charlie was over. We snuggled and kissed, and on the rare times we spoke it was nothing of import. But as I felt myself starting to rise again, there was one thing I still wanted to know.

"So tell me, baby..." I grinned. "Charlie said you had your head buried under your pillows, not wanting to hear, but we both know that was a lie. How many times did you make yourself cum last night, listening to us through the walls?"

"Only two," she admitted, snuggling tighter into my chest, hiding her face and giving me a shy little Charlie-like giggle. "You know how much longer it takes me doing it with my fingers, compared to you doing it with your cock!" That was true, I knew exactly how much longer it took her; one of my favourite things ever was to cum inside her, then watch her masturbate for me while I waited to recover for another round. "Then I did another one, when I heard the two of you going into the shower together. But I couldn’t actually hear you, then, so I’m not sure if that still counts."

"And this morning?"

"Only one," she smiled. "I so, so wanted to do more! But I wanted even more to walk in on you together, just after you were done, and I needed to make sure I looked presentable when I did, not like I’d just finished cumming myself almost as hard as she had!"

"You poor, poor baby!" I teased, nibbling her earlobe.

"I am, actually!" she laughed. "I so wish I could have been there with you, watching you take her virginity the same way you took mine! She’s just so much smaller than me... I bet it looked like this big, thick cock of yours was about to tear her in two, the first time you put it inside!"

"There were a couple of times it didn’t just look like that, I was afraid I almost did!" I admitted, chuckling and shaking my head as I thought back to it. "But Charlie’s a trooper! Such a shy little thing, you’d never expect it from looking at her—but she just would not give up until she’d taken every last inch! You really had to see it to believe."

"I bet," she sighed wistfully, a happy smile on her face. She was jealous she hadn’t been able to see it for herself, that was clear, but not at all jealous of Charlie being with me; she was only happy for her friend. "People are always saying how different we are, she and I. But we’re really not, you know. Not when it comes to the important stuff."

"Like your taste in men?" I teased, squeezing her tight and kissing her brow.

"Like that," she agreed with a laugh, reaching down to take me into her hand. "And our taste for other things, as well." I laughed and took her hint, pushing her onto her back and climbing on top. We made love slowly and gently this time, and when it was over we collapsed heavily into the bed, snuggling tight.

This really wasn’t going to be easy. But I loved Livy so much, and I was already well on my way to falling in love with Charlie, too. We’d find a way to make this work, we just had to! Maybe... would it be too early, if she did come back over later that night, and I told her then? If I apologized right away for not telling her earlier? Livy had said she wanted to wait, to give Charlie time to be just with me, rather than with both of us. And I couldn’t fault her reasoning, as far as it went. But is that really what Charlie would want? As soon as I’d asked myself the question, I knew; she would want the truth, all of it, no matter how messy. I examined the dread I felt at the idea, and knew that meant it was the right thing to do.

And... just because I told her the truth, that didn’t mean we’d have to start having threesomes right away. I knew that’s what Livy ultimately wanted, all three of us having sex together and sleeping in the same bed, and I wanted that too... but we didn’t have to jump straight there, not if Charlie didn’t want to, or wasn’t ready. The whole ’sister-wives’ thing wasn’t like that; they took turns. We could start with that, and go from there.

That made me feel a little better about the idea. The girls really were like sisters already anyways; this could be just one more thing for them to share. Wishful thinking, maybe, but that didn’t change what I knew I needed to do. I’d do it in private; I’d take her up to bed, just Charlie and me, not Livy, and I’d tell her right away, before we did anything else. That was the only fair way to do it. I could maybe be excused, for not telling her everything in the heat of the moment last night. But waiting any longer would be a choice, now that I’d had time to think it through.

God, I hoped Charlie would understand! That she could find a way to be okay with it all, not just the idea of sharing me, but the fact that the girl she’d be sharing me with was my own daughter as well! It hadn’t even been a day, yet, but I already wanted her so much! I just couldn’t help myself as visions of possible futures kept running through my mind; the houseful of children Vicki and I had always dreamed of, my two beautiful, perfect girls cuddled under my arms as we watched them run about and play. I wanted it so badly I could almost feel them at my sides, one, or maybe even both, pregnant and radiant as they stared lovingly up into my eyes!

I squeezed Livy tighter in my arms, murmuring softly and kissing her