Kick Her Out

"Are you okay, Mike?" Jasmine asked after we’d finished.

"I'm doing better."

"Because I let you cum on my face?" She pulled up her dress. “And inside me?”

"Because your friends were kind to me. They made me feel like maybe it wasn't my fault after all."

"I'm still mad at them."

"Don't be. They were only cleaning up your mess and picking up the pieces."

"So you didn't actually have sex with them?"

I couldn't hold back my laugh. "No, I fucked them both silly, several times. It was amazing. It almost made me feel like the last three years with you weren't a total waste."

"Oh." She looked surprisingly ****. "So much for fifteen years of friendship.”

“I’m not taking them from you, Jasmine. They’re still your best friends.”

“Not anymore.”

“Give them a call. You’ll be a trio again by the end of the week.”

“Doubt it,” she said as she sat up. “If they want to talk, they can call me."

"Go home, Jasmine. Take a shower and clean that jizz out of your hair."

“When can we do this again?”

“We can’t. Unless it’s with your friends. As a foursome.”

---

I spent the rest of the day debating what to tell Sabrina and Josie. The event made me realize how much I was starting to care about them. As the novelty of our arrangement faded, the feeling there was a chance we could last long term was starting to feel possible. And I didn’t want to lose them.

Finally, I decided to suck it up. First, I called Sabrina with video chat. I figured I had a better chance if we could talk face to face.

“Hey!” she said. “I hope this isn’t a booty call, because my pussy is still sore from this morning.”

“I don’t think I could get it up if I tried,” I said.

“Aww, so you’re just calling me for my sparkling personality?”

“Yep! And to chat.”

“Well, well. It sounds like you and I might be getting close. Hey, I have a question for you.”

“Yeah?”

“Did we always use a condom last night? I remember the first two times, but not the third.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “You may have forgotten, but I didn’t.”

“You’re a lifesaver. I’m not always the most responsible in the middle of the night. I used to sleepwalk.”

“I got your back.”

“Hey, speaking of being responsible, do you remember filling up my best friend with cum last night?”

“I do.”

“So what’s up with that?”

“She begged me to cum inside her. I tried to say no, but you saw the result.”

“Yeah, it was kind of crazy. I haven’t seen her act that way before.”

“Have you seen her have sex often?”

She laughed. “No, actually.”

“Is she really not on birth control? Because I kind of figured she’s playing.”

“You know what I think? You both have a breeding kink.”

“And you don’t?” I asked.

“Nothing I’d actually act on!”

“That’s good,” I said.

“Yeah, as long as we don’t act it out in the middle of the night when we’re both half asleep.”

“Agreed.”

“Hey, Mike?”

“Yeah?”

“Want to come over and fuck me, unprotected?”

“No, Sabrina, I don’t.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“That’s fine.”

“What if I showed up right now? I crawled into your bed naked and begged you to fuck me all night, filling me up over and over? Would you turn me down?”

I was silent.

She giggled. “Ha! What’s wrong with us?”

“I’m sure I don’t know.”

“You’re going to knock up Josie if you aren’t careful, Mike. Then you’d be stuck with both of us.”

“Both of you?”

“We’re a packaged deal.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“Yeah?”

"Hey, Sabrina?"

"Yes, Mike?"

"Have your boobs grown again?"

"Oh, these ol' things?"

"They look bigger," I said.

"See? I knew you had a breeding kink! I hate to shatter your fantasy, Mike, but it takes more than a few days to knock a girl up. Or for her boobs to get bigger because of it."

"They look about three sizes too big for your top."

"Sorry to disappoint, but my tops have been too small since middle school."

"Prove it."

"Yeah?" she asked as she sat up and stripped off her top. "See?"

I gave her a whistle.

"Wait, did you just make up an attempt to get me to take off my top?" she asked innocently.

“Maybe!" I said. "Hey, I need to tell you something."

“Oh, you just got serious there.”

“It’s the reason I called.” I took a breath. “After I dropped you off this morning, Jasmine was at my front door when I got home.”

“Did she try to stab you?”

“Not exactly.”

“Did she try to fuck you?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, shit.”

“She said she wanted to let me take my **** out on her.”

“So… did you?”

“I tried to get her to leave by telling her I would do all the things she never let me do when we were together.”

“Did it work?”

“No, she said she still wanted it.”

Sabrina snorted. “Shit, really? So, you fucked her?”

“In the ass.”

“No way!”

“I wanted to come clean with you about it, because I trust you and because you’re the mature one, but I’m not sure how to tell Josie about it.”

“Playing to my ego, huh, Mister?” Sabrina asked. “Smart.”

“I’m not as dumb as I look.”

“Honestly? Josie might be upset, but I think she’ll get over it.”

“That’s good.”

“I mean, she’ll have to, right? After all, you’re the father of her future child.”

“Thanks, Sabrina. I guess I’ll call her and get it over with.”

“By the way, I’m still coming over to do everything I said.”

“I hope not.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I’ve been hard since you suggested it.”