ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (366 page)

              “Well it's too bad you can't drink here on Mothers' Day,” Ben said. “I bet that's something you really miss out on!”

              They all laughed, but the boys followed up with comments about how they knew how she felt. Neither of them could imagine having stayed back in their home town, and Jen understood that. It wasn't like she wasn't well traveled. Jen had been all over the world, and both men knew it. Traveling had been something she'd taken up as a hobby when they left her life. Things had just seemed kind of hollow and not knowing what else to do Jen had decided that whenever her finances and work allowed she'd go somewhere where she'd never been, a place that she'd never thought she'd actually see for herself. Now, six years after college ended, she was very likely the most traveled person at the reunion, and she knew both of the men knew it.

              But what a silly thing to think about, she told herself, while you are standing her among your two best friends you've long been separated from. What kind of thing is it, to try and draw yourself up in your mind to compare with them when you should just be appreciating who they are and who you are when you're around them.

              Ben moved closer to her on the sofa from one side, and Blake on the other. At first, lost in her own thoughts, she didn't think anything of the men closing proximity with her. But after a little bit it started to become obvious that both of them didn't mind being close to her, especially as other peers flopped down around them on the sofa pressing them together. Jen watched how Blake and Ben flirt across her, sometimes flirting with her. Both of them just kept flirting and flirting, and neither were even drunk yet. Jen wondered how fun the night would get as she pushed herself off the sofa to get a drink.

              “I see you're getting cozy with those two again,” Jake, another of her friends from high school, bot not nearly as close as the one she had with Blake and Ben. They'd known each other because, somehow, they'd gotten all four years of shop class and home economics class together. She hadn't seen him at the reunion until right then.

              “Jake!” she exclaimed. “Yes, aren't Ben and Blake wonderful still! I'd almost forgotten how fun it was to be around them. Although it would be nice to go somewhere that I could actually hear them talk and I didn't have to just pretend and smile.”

              Jake laughed.

              “I know what you mean! Things are getting on the verge of being rowdy in here. It always makes me wonder what people are like when they really let loose when they get a little tipsy after just a few drinks,” Jake said. “Did all three of you end of fooling around in high school or not? Sorry to be forward, but I know you're about to get served and then I only maybe might see you before the night is over and I've always really wanted to ask you about that. I don't know why. I guess not besides the obvious reasons.”

              For a moment Jen was shocked. Why would Jake ask that? But then she thought, was it really all that strange to wonder about it? They had, after all, been three very close friends. It probably was normal for some people to wonder considering how much time they had spent together. Maybe he wasn't the only person that wondered about it, but was the only person that had had the balls so far to ask about it. Should she clear it up for him or just let him wonder? She really wasn't sure, but then just made the decision that felt right.

              “No, nothing like that,” she said. “But I am surprised that nothing happened to be honest. It seems like it was in the works, I guess, as I look at that time of my life. But then again we were so young, who knows what really would have happened if it would have been allowed to blossom into something more adult than the high school atmosphere allowed.”

              Jake nodded.

              “That was actually pretty deep,” Jake said. “I was expecting anything like that at all, but I can certainly appreciate that you put that much thought into your answer. It kind of sounds like maybe you wish something would have happened. Maybe I'm wrong, but if that's the case then maybe you should pursue it now. I mean, you all three have the perfect opportunity in this reunion. No one would need to know, either. I'm not egging you on to do it to have something to gossip about, or anything like that. Just saying. If I were you. But I'm not you, obviously.”

              Jen nodded, smiled, and turned to leave. Although things hadn't gotten awkward she certainly didn't feel normal considering what had just been said. But maybe he was right. Maybe she really did want something like that to happen. Maybe she had all along and just hadn't really had it pushed to the front of her mind like it just had been. Now that it was there it was something she liked to think about. What would happen in a threesome between the three of them? It was an interesting thought, one that she felt strangely drawn to, and as she watched Blake and Ben sneak out of the back of the event center, with Blake turning to signal to her to follow them, she got excited that maybe she'd find out.

              As she made her way to the back of the event center, to use the same back door that Blake and Ben just had, she had to maneuver through the throng of people that had grown around the beer garden in the center of the complex. Everyone was already drinking heavily, and some people were already slurring their words and stumbling badly. I was something that Jen had a hard time watching, she realized. It wasn't that she didn't want to see these people, it was just that she found it strange they were so willing to get completely and totally shit faced in front of everyone that they hadn't seen in years time. But no one seemed the least bit inhibited by trying to make a good impression on people that they hadn't seen in a decade. That wasn't anyone's concern at all. The only thing people seemed to care about was keeping their glass filled, like they wanted to be sure they got their money's worth out of the open bar.

              As Jen finally slipped out of the back door she was thankful to be away from everyone. It hadn't been like she thought it would have been. It wasn't a grand meeting of friends to exchange stories. But at least it seemed like she and Ben and Blake would figure out some kind of unfinished business that they hadn't realized they'd had until now. She saw their two dark figures making their way up a trail in front of them and moved quickly to catch up. The wind moved quickly through the autumn leaves, making the world sound like it was alive and moving. The sky above had puffs of clouds every so often, but nothing that would make anyone think that rain was imminent. As she ran to draw parallel with them on the path she was glad they were here with her now, even though it had taken them so long to get there. Ten years was a long time to wait for her friends, but it had been worth it.

              The night had crept up from the east to envelope the sky as the sun sank to the west. The night air held a moist chill that cut through their clothes as they made their way through the forest toward the lake.

              “I remember the lake being closer to the event center,” Jen said. “It seems like we've been walking forever.”

              “It has been a while,” Ben said. “I think we might have gotten turned around. This place butts up against a nature reserve, so if we got turned around and made our way into that we could be walking for some time.”

              Blake looked at Ben like he was trying to be funny talking so adult like.

              “Lighten up buddy,” Blake said draping his arm around Ben. “Even if we're lost it isn't like it'll get that cold that if we sleep out here we'll freeze. And that's saying that we can't just walk straight in one direction and eventually hit a road we can follow.”

              “You're right, you're right,” Ben said.

              The trio made their way to the lip on a crest of a small bluff overlooking a small stream and looked down at the brambles that frosted the side of the hill. The route they'd been following along the high ground had led them to a dead end. There was no way they could make it down the slope with out getting torn to shreds before being plunged into water that looked like it would be icy cold.

              “I wonder what we should do waaaaaa-”

              Ben cried out as the ground gave out beneath them. The lip they'd been standing on, made soggy by rain the night before, sloughed off and slid down the slope. The trio were sent falling down with the mud and loose soil. By the time they plunged into the stream they were glad to be alive, but dreading dragging themselves out of the water and back into the chill night air.

              “Well, at least no one was hurt,” Blake said as he started to strip his clothes off.

              Jen followed his lead and got down to her under wear. She was glad she hadn't worn anything nice to the reunion and instead had decided to be a Midwesterner and wear a festive sweater with jeans and some boots instead. But the clothes would have to be hung up to dry out for a little bit before anyone could don them again to trudge back to the event center. Blake led them along the river bank to a small clearing in a grove of pine trees not far away. It was a perfect place to hang up their clothes, then sit together on the soft nettles in the privacy of the pines.

              “You're right Blake,” Ben said. “At least no one was hurt.”

              The men talked as Jen's eyes roved their bodies. Both of them looked so sexy in the moonlight. It wasn't long before they noticed and started look her up and down. In response Jen undid her bra and let it fall to the ground, then slipped out of her panties. When she looked back from hanging her panties on a branch she found Blake on his knees giving Ben a blow job. Jen didn't say anything, but instead got on her knees beside him.

              Without saying anything Blake and Jen passed Ben's cock back and forth like it was a lollipop. Jen was so turned on she could feel herself get wet. It had always been a fantasy of hers to suck a man's dick with another man, she just never in her wildest dreams think that she'd get to play out the fantasy with the two men of her dreams.

              “Oh fuck yes,” Ben said as he moaned. “Fuck, yes.”

              Jen stood up and bent over, putting her hands on her knees and arching her back.

              Blake let Ben's cock go and stood up, positioning himself behind Jen. He rubbed the head of his throbbing cock against her pussy, slapping against a few times.

              “I've always wanted to do this,” Blake said. “You have no idea how much I wanted you in high school.”

              “Me too,” Ben said.

              Blake slid into Jen, who started to let out a loud moan when Ben fed her his rock hard cock, right into her mouth. Did her best to give Ben good blow job while Blake entered her from behind. Blake felt big, much bigger than she thought. When it became apparent that he was deep inside of her and still had some left to give she wondered why she hadn't taken a good look at his cock before she'd let him saddle up behind her to slip it in. Jen was loving every second of it though, and for a moment Ben's cock bobbed out of her mouth.

              “Oh my fucking God I love it,” she said. “I fucking it love how you feel inside me Blake. And Ben, I love sucking your fucking dick. This is such a fucking turn on.”

              Ben slid his cock back into her mouth and massaged her shoulders as she sucked him, bobbing up and down on his dick while Blake fucked her from behind.

              “Blake it was so good when you were going down on me earlier,” Ben said. “I've never done anything with a guy before.”

              Jen couldn't see Blake smiling but could tell he was by the sound of his voice.

              “It's been a long time since I've put a dick in my mouth,” Blake said. “I don't think I've done it since college.”

              “College!” Ben said. “You held out on me during high school!”

              Both of them laughed at this, and Jen would have joined them, if not for Ben's cock in her mouth. After this the nervous chit chat died down and all parties concentrated on fucking. Blake pulled out of her suddenly and lay down on the ground. For a moment Jen could tell by his face that Blake wasn't so sure if he wanted to commit his body weight to the thin layer of soft pine nettles, but it must have been comfortable because the look passed and Blake lay down like he didn't have a care in the world concerning whether or not a stick would jab him in the back.

              Jen wasn't sure what the men wanted her to do, but watched as Ben squatted down on Blake's throbbing cock facing away from him. After he was seated firmly on Blake's dick he motioned for Jen. She maneuvered herself so that she was facing Ben, riding his dick, while he put his weight backward on his arms; beneath him Blake was thrusting away while he pulled on Ben's hips.

              “Oh my fucking God, you two,” Jen said. “I can't believe how fucking hot this is. I never in my wildest dreams thought that anything like this was even possible! Yes, fuck me just like that Ben. Fuck me Ben, just like that. Harder. Oh, fuck yes.”
              Jen couldn't believe what was going on, but she definitely knew that she didn't want it to stop. Who could have guessed that anything like this was even remotely possible? It had never crossed her mind in her wildest dreams that she would ever end up riding Ben's cock while he rode Blake's dick reverse cowgirl—and if anyone would have ever suggested that was going to happen she might have tried to file some kind of sexual harassment charges because it would have seemed so incredibly lewd. But now that it was happening, and she was participating, it seemed like something that she had always wanted to do and had always thought of doing. How much fun would it have been to be doing this in high school?