A threesome with MJ and Misty

“Come on, Adam! Stick it in! I want to see you fuck her!” MJ chorused. She stood right next to me, completely naked. Her pale, freckled breasts were pressed up against my arm.

We stood in front of my bed, where Misty was waiting for me on all fours. The woman who’d been a part of my life since childhood had undergone a great deal of changes since she’d showed up for dinner tonight. Before, she obviously would never have imagined herself in this position. Sure, she loved me, but it wasn’t the sort of love that danced in her dark eyes now as she looked back at me over her shoulder.

My eyes flicked downward to take in Misty’s body. She was absolutely stacked, with large breasts which swayed gently beneath her with every movement, a toned, muscular stomach, and big ass with a generous amount of fat despite her prodigious level of fitness. Her amazing body was marred by the occasional scar; a gunshot or stab wound or burn, though the most obvious and serious of her injuries is her missing right arm, a grey prosthetic in its place. Such injuries might have given another man pause, but not me.

I smiled as I placed a hand possessively on her soft fat ass. The black woman shuddered under my touch and parted her legs slightly, exposing her damp pussy and the rosebud of her anus. It winked slightly, and I couldn’t help but picture what it might feel like to take Misty up that hole. Has she ever done that before? Somehow, I doubted it.

“Do you like my ass, Adam?” Misty said.

I nodded dumbly. “Mhm. It’s nice and round. You and MJ have two of the most amazing asses I’ve ever seen.”

My women – that was what they were now – blushed.

“Thanks, Adam,” Misty shook her ass invitingly. Her eyes flicked between me and MJ. I’d never seen her so certain of anything before, and she was the most confident woman I’d ever met. “Are you sure you just want to watch for now, MJ?”

My girlfriend nodded beside me.

“Yeah, as tempting as it is to jump right back into things, I’ve never really had the opportunity to see Adam with another woman before. It’s something I’ve always fantasized about. You probably think I’m weird,” she said.

Misty snorted.

“Heh. I think you and I have a lot more in common than you probably think,” she said, shaking her ass again. “I’ve seen the way you look at him when he’s distracted by something else. You want to be there for him just like I am. He needs people like us, MJ. Growing up without a father took its toll on him, and his mother wasn’t much help in that regard. In fact, she made things worse for him,” Misty said, a hint of bitterness coloring her tone. She looked back at me, and I struggled to meet her eyes. “I’m sorry, Adam.”

“It’s no big deal,” I **** a smile. I didn’t like thinking about Dad. Mom. What we had and what might have been if my father hadn’t died. “After all, I have both of you, right?”

And soon I’d have more.

MJ hugged my side, pressing her big soft breasts against my chest. Misty looked back at me and smiled, her eyes glowing with a level of affection so intense it sent shivers down my spine. My manhood throbbed.

“You’ll always have me,” Mary Jane kissed my cheek.

“And you know I’m not going anywhere, either,” Misty remarked. “Hell, I’d probably move in here to help take care of you if your mother were okay with it.”

She can be okay with it if I want. I could even make it so both women remembered Misty always being welcome to stay here in my room with me for as long as she (read: me) wanted. Something to consider.

I looked at Misty, wondering if it would be a good idea to tell her about my powers. I could always implant new memories in her mind to help her adjust to any changes I made to other people, but rewriting Misty’s mind every time I did that would get exhausting. I’d have to make her okay with my abilities, somehow, and silence any possible thought or suspicion she might have that I’d used my powers to take advantage of her. But the thought of having an accomplice who not only knew about my powers, but fully believed in my right to use them on whoever I wanted was incredibly appealing to me.

Mary Jane sighed, her shoulders sagging. “I wish I could move in here. My dad would freak, though.”

I glanced at my girlfriend, marveling at her sheer beauty. I wondered what would it be like to have her as a fully aware partner-in-crime, happily encouraging me to rewrite the memories of those around me to suit my needs and desires. The idea was such a contradiction to her original personality, but I couldn’t help but be enraptured by the thought of it.

I’d only met Mr. Watson a couple times, briefly, MJ’s memories had revealed much of the man’s character. He was gruff and distant and drank a lot more than he should have, likely as a coping mechanism to deal with the **** of MJ’s mom. He was fine to be around most of the time as long as you didn’t do anything to annoy or upset him, but MJ knew to avoid him when he started sipping on his first can of beer. He’d never physically abused her, but there had been this roiling anger bubbling just beneath his skin like a chemical reaction whenever he drank. I didn’t like the idea of MJ living with someone like that, and I’d be damned if I just sat back and did nothing.

Huh. Now that I thought about it, the guy was a prime candidate for memory rearrangement if ever there was one. Mary Jane deserved the best, and I’d be damned if I didn’t do what I could to at least give her a stable home life. A father who didn’t drink and put his daughter’s needs and wants first. Yes, that sounded like a great idea. It’d be weird if she just moved in with me; Peter and the rest of her friends were bound to notice and start asking questions. We were both eighteen, so there weren’t any legal issues with her moving out of her childhood home, but I’d just as soon wait until high school was over. Then MJ and I could get an apartment together, like she’d been thinking about before she’d gone and discovered Misty giving me a blowjob.

I sighed when I remembered Misty’s plump lips wrapped around my cock. She’d been so attentive and passionate. It was like nothing existed for her except me and my cock. To a certain extent, I guess that was true. I’d numbed her to most of the rest of the world, destroying her connections with her friends and loved ones, save me. I was her whole world. Staring into her attentive brown eyes, I knew there was nothing she wouldn’t do for me.

Misty’s voice brought me out of my thoughts.

“I wouldn’t worry about that too much, MJ. You’re in your last year of high school. After you graduate, you and Adam could find a place together.”

Mary Jane brightened up at the idea. “I’d love that. I just wish living in New York weren’t so expensive, you know?”

Misty chuckled.

“Who says you have to live in New York? You’ve got an entire country to explore if you want,” she said.

“I know. I know,” MJ replied. “It’s just… I’m a city girl, born and raised. New York’s my home.”

“Yeah, I know the feeling,” Misty nodded sympathetically. “Tell you what: when you graduate and you decide you’d rather stay in the city, I’ll help you and Adam get your first apartment and take care of the rent until you’re ready to be on your own.”

“Seriously? You’d do that?” MJ’s verdant eyes widened. It was hard not to be drawn into her enthusiasm. That was just the kind of girl MJ was. When she was cheerful, it was like some of that positive energy bled off into you, and your worries would start melting away.

“Sure, why not?” Misty shrugged. “You’d be living with Adam and he’s, well, I feel like I’ll always want to take care of him regardless of the fact that he’s an adult.”

I felt something warm in my chest. Misty made a decent amount of money from her private detective work, but paying for our rent on top of her own would set her back a bit. I made a silent pledge that I’d find a way to make Misty’s life easier as well. Maybe I’d find someone wealthy and obnoxious and turn them into our personal paypig. Then Misty wouldn’t have to work as hard anymore and could spend more time either relaxing or being around me.

“That’s sweet of you,” MJ beamed at her. “So. Adam, when are you gonna fuck her? I think she deserves your nice hard cock for being such an amazing woman.”

Misty’s eyes met mine. She licked her lips and wiggled her ass, causing her assflesh to jiggle enticingly. My erection throbbed. MJ hummed and wrapped her soft, smooth hand around my cock and began jerking it.

“Oh god. You’re so hard, tiger,” she purred. “Even though we had sex earlier, you’re still ready to go, huh?”

I nodded, looking her up and down.

“What can I say? Seeing both of you can have that kind of effect on a guy.”

MJ laughed and Misty let out a low chuckle. They both lapsed into silence, watching me. I knew it was time for me to make a move.

Misty let out a strangled gasp as I grabbed my cock and pressed it against her pussy. There was a bit of resistance despite how soaked she was. Then my cockhead popped in and I felt Misty’s amazing warmth for the first time.

“Oh god…” the dark-skinned woman whispered, shutting her eyes as I eased more and more of my length into her tight pussy. Her cunt clamped down on me almost immediately, slowing my progress but making me moan with pleasure. Her cunt muscles milked my dick enthusiastically, encouraging me to go deeper. I did, inching my way further into her depths. She moaned and whimpered, looking back at me with lust shining in her eyes as my cock nudged the entrance to her womb.

MJ gasped. “Holy crap.” She chewed her lower lip, her eyes wide. She looked up at me. I noticed her hand snake between her legs. “Oh tiger, watching you is even hotter than I thought it would be.”

“Yeah?” I pulled back slightly, drawing a guttural grunt from Misty. Her pussy spasmed around me before clamping down tightly, as if she didn’t want to let me go. “O-oh fuck.”

“Mhm,” she nodded as she rubbed herself. A soft moan escaped her lips. “I love seeing your big, thick cock disappearing into her pussy. I love seeing you enjoy each other. It’s almost as good as having you inside me~”

“Wow,” I whispered. I’d really done a number on her, hadn’t I?

“Oh, you like me watching you, don’t you?” she teased, kissing my arm. Then my neck. Then my cheek.

I nodded. “Y-yeah. It’s – oh fuck – so goddamn hot.”

MJ smirked and rested her head on my shoulder.

“I know,” she whispered. “Look at Misty. A fully grown woman, yet she’s letting an eighteen year-old guy do this to her.”

“Oh shit…” Misty groaned when I bashed up against her cervix again. “F-fuck, Adam. You’re so goddamn big! Jesus Christ!” She hissed, and began pushing ass backward to meet my thrusts. Clapping sounds soon filled the room as her fat black ass jiggled every time I bottomed out inside her. Her big tits swayed beneath her. “Ugh! Luke never fucked me this good!”

“Luke? That her ex-boyfriend or something?” MJ whispered, and I nodded, still fucking Misty. MJ’s lips curved deviously.

“Hey Misty, was Luke anywhere near as big as Adam is?” MJ asked.

Misty shook her head vigorously.

“No, not even close! Ohshit!” she cried out as I buried myself within her again and stayed there, enjoying the feeling of having my entire length surrounded by her achingly hot fuckhole.

Ah, this was the life. I pulled back slightly and grabbed her ass with both hands. It was so fat and soft, but I could feel the hard-earned musculature beneath.

On a whim, I slapped her ass and watched the flesh ripple from the impact.

Misty gasped. “Oh!”

“You like that?” I prodded. I kept groping her buttcheeks.

“Mhm,” Misty looked back at me, smiling lazily. What a slut.

I spanked her again.

“Oooh~”

I slapped her again, hard enough that my hand stung. Misty’s grip tightened on my sheets. I heard something tear, but I didn’t care. I just kept fucking her. Her voluptuous body shook. “Oh god, I’m cumming!”

Her pussy spasmed around me as she orgasmed. She collapsed forward, resting her head on my pillow.

“Oh my fucking god,” she whispered disbelievingly. I was still hard, so I kept fucking her. Slowly, though. I wanted to let her savor the moment. She grunted and moaned whorishly as I slipped in and out of her.

MJ’s soft hand touched my face, and I looked at her. Her lips met mine with a level of passion I’d seen in her earlier. I kissed her back, still fucking Misty as our tongues crept past our lips to explore each other’s mouths. I reached down with my free hand and batted MJ’s aside to rub her pussy. Damn, she was so wet. I slipped a finger inside her up to the knuckle. She moaned into my mouth and deepened the kiss, her hands grasping the back of my head to pull me against her.

We made out like that for a few minutes, I believe. It was so hard to think. The pleasure and all these other sensations, the presence of these two amazing women was just… overwhelming. I’d never experienced anything like this before.

Misty must have recovered from her orgasm and was eagerly thrusting her hips backwards, fucking herself up and down my cock, moaning as her smokey eyes stared up at me. MJ and I broke the kiss, and we gazed into each other’s eyes as if seeing each other for the first time.

“Get on the bed on your hands and knees next to Misty,” I ordered.

“You got it, tiger,” she smirked and crawled onto the bed, swaying her delicious bubble butt as she did so.

“Hey,” MJ looked at Misty.

“Hey yourself, MJ,” Misty smiled gently. “Guess you want a turn, huh?”

MJ nodded and said, “I do. Sorry to cut in on your fun.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Misty shook her head. “Adam’s your boyfriend. Never apologize for wanting him for yourself.”

MJ’s emerald eyes sparkled. She said, “I won’t.”

She looked back at me, desire brimming in her gaze. She shook her bubble butt, and her big tits jiggled beneath her.

Misty groaned as I pulled out of her. Her well-fucked pussy clenched and pulsed at my absence. I took a moment to marvel at the women in front of me on all fours on my bed. They were so close together their fat asses were almost touching.

“Spread your asscheeks, both of you.” It was only when MJ and Misty looked at each other, smirked, and reached back to pull their asscheeks apart that I realized I’d said that out loud.

I nearly gaped at them as they showed off their holes, their pussies and assholes getting pulled open slightly, exposing the pink warmth within.

They held that position silently, waiting for me to make my move.

I shifted to the side and nudged my cock between MJ’s wide-open asscheeks, resting my cockhead against MJ’s slightly-parted pussy. A dallop of pre-cum had accumulated at the tip and was soon smeared against MJ’s pussy. She moaned softly and pushed her ass against my cock, and I was inside her again.

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