Together

Heather's adjustment was a whirlwind.

She was adaptable, but everything thrown at her was testing her limits. While Layla had softened the blows as much as she could, there was only so much you could say to prepare somebody for getting into a sexual arrangement like this. And then there was the not-so-little thing about her having a massive cock.

That part, at least, Heather warmed up too quickly. Maybe a little too quickly, a tiny part of Ethan's brain noted. A version of himself out in the multiverse might have felt a little self-consious about that. But not this version.

It didn't take long for everybody to properly get caught up, and the results were better than anybody could have dreamed.

Layla fucked Ethan in front of Heather, having her sit out and watch. While the act was painfully close to cuckolding, that was not the point of the exercise. The point, was for her to gain a better understanding of how both of them worked. To take in the sights, the needs, the urges of them, and reflect on how to better fill those. While that was certainly part of what Heather was doing, she did still feel slightly cucked.

Then they swapped.

Ethan watched Layla plow Heather with rapt attention. Despite just cumming, he was rock hard at the sight of the busty milf fucking the smaller redhead, the sounds they were making better than anything he'd ever heard in porn. He imagined all the ways he could fit into their tangle of limps, his cock and ass both aching to be used.

After this second round, they engaged in a third altogether. This round was the longest, with Layla putting both her younger lovers through both heaven and hell. Despite blowing a load into both of them, she was just as voracious as ever and only released another after many long minutes and several hole switches. She had even let Ethan fuck her for a fairly long stretch, only rescinding the privilege when she demanded use of his hole.

Instead, she allowed him usage of Heather's cum filled cunt, a gracious gift Ethan accepted with eagerness, yearning for his mistress's sloppy seconds. He'd fucked Heather countless times and thought he knew her twat inside and out, but after the rough fucking Layla had given her Ethan found it slightly more accommodating. Still, it was heavenly, maybe even better than Layla's own snatch, although Ethan dared not speak that aloud.

With a cock in his ass, and a cunt to fuck Ethan came and came hard, the amount he unloaded surprising him given how much he'd been cumming the last few days.

Layla finished not long after, and the round came to a close.

But not the evening.

Kneeling beside each other, Ethan and Heather serviced their mistress, her cock still semi-stiff despite her three fat loads. Heather, more adept at sucking cock, focused on Layla's fat crown, while Ethan worked his tongue up and down her shaft. The owner of the mighty prick sat perched on the edge of her bed, enjoying the view of her two new pets working together.

"Hmmm, just like that. Don't stop."

Neither did, keeping their attention on their salacious work. Her taste was sinfully addictive, and neither wanted to give it up.

"I think I might just keep the both of you," she giggles, clearly pleased with herself. "I've got more than enough room and cock for the both of you. How does that sound?"

Ethan tossed a glance to Heather, who looked at him in kind.

A silent understanding was met.

They would accept the offer.

Eagerly and wholely.