ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (95 page)

              At first Ben was hesitant but after speaking privately with Ted he agreed. Ben led the way into his townhome. It was a lot nicer than Jen anticipated. She wondered why this was and realized that in her mind Ben lived in a frat house. She giggled when her imagination ran while with visions of Ted drinking out of keg cups and telling freshmen what to do. The interior of Ben's home was decorated with picture after picture of pin up girls, mostly girls from about forty years ago when women still had meat on their bones and being super skinny wasn't considered attractive.

              “Make yourself at home,” Ben said. “I'm going to go slip into something more comfortable real quick. I'd offer you a change of clothes as well but I don't think anything I have would fit you, but you're welcome to try!”

              “That's all right,” Jen said. “I'm fine in what I'm wearing. Although, I would like to shower. Would that be all right?”

              “Sure,” Ben said. “Follow me I'll show you the way.”

              “I'll make myself at home out here,” Ted said as he pulled a bottle of liquor off of Ben's fridge.

              On the second floor of the town house where Ben's room was, there was a bathroom was just down the hall. Ben made sure that there were a few fresh towels in the bathroom before leaving Jen to her own devices. The bathroom was well decorated, or as well decorated as a bathroom of such a small size could be. Jen tilted her head back as warm water sprayed from the shower head and washed over her body. The door to the bathroom creaked as it opened.             

              “Ben, is that you?”

              There wasn't an answer and as Jen turned to try to pear out of the plastic shower curtain soap washed down into her eyes temporarily blinding her.

              “Who, who is there?” Jen said, her voice slightly quavering.

              A person stepped into the shower with her and touched their fingers lightly to her face in an effort to wash her eyes out.

              “It's me, Ben.”

              Jen didn't know what to think of this bold intrusion into her privacy. She had been planning on sleeping with Ben but at the same time she wanted it to be on her terms. But what had she really expected? In her mind she saw them both hanging out, lounging on his furniture, listening to records that neither of them really cared about. In her version of how things should have gone both of them were exhausted by the time they slipped into bed and started fumbling for each other. Jen realized now that she only expected that because that's the way it had always been. But this time was different. Instead of waiting Ben had decided to act and join her in the shower.

              “Is it all right that I joined?” Ben asked. “If you'd rather shower alone I can go back into the living room and wait for you.”
              Jen still couldn't see well, so she turned her back to Ben and let the warm shower stream down her face.

              “I guess I don't mind if you stay. I mean, look at me. It kind of looks like I could use some help anyway, doesn't it?” Jen said.

              Ben laughed.

              “A little bit,” he said. “But I am serious. If you'd rather I didn't shower with you I have no problem taking off and waiting for you. I don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you to do anything or being to forward by intruding in on your privacy.”

              Once Jen got the soap out of her eyes she turned to face Ben. Ben looked her up and down, staring for a moment at her large breasts, then tracing his eyes down her figure until they settled on her hips.

              “You look really good,” Ben said softly.

              While Ben was taking Jen every inch of Jen in, she was doing the same to him, looking him up and down. Ben was well cut from many long hours at the gym, and from what she could tell from his stiffening member, Ben was very well-hung.

              “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” Jen asked.

              They both giggled and Jen grabbed Ben like they had embraced while they had been dancing and pulled him close.

              “Ben, you feel so muscly and hard,” Jen said.

              “Well I am pretty well muscled but I'm not hard quite yet,” he said with a smirk.

              “Aren't you clever,” Jen said.

              Jen stretched her neck up and pecked Ben lightly on the cheek, then planted both of her lips firmly on his. Ben kissed her back, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues wrestled for a moment, until Ben slipped his hand up to Jen's breasts and rolled one of her nipples back and forth between his fingers.

              “How does that feel?” Ben asked.

              “Good,” Jen said breathlessly.

              Ben then reached down to her pussy and ran his finger through her slickened folds. Jen moaned quietly and felt her whole body vibrate as he started rubbing her clit. Before she knew it, Ben was down on his knees and guided one of Jen’s feet up onto the edge of the tub. Like a magnet, his tongue was drawn immediately to her sex, and parted her lips with his tongue. To her delight, he started licking and lapping at her pussy, his lips then locking onto her clit while his tongue flicked the engorged bud. Jen began breathing heavier and her juices started gushing as the warm water from the shower continued streaming down her body. Ben’s dick was growing stiffer and more eager by the second, so he promptly returned to his feet.

              Ben turned Jen around so that her back was to him and slipped into her from behind. Jen reached back and cradled his head against her own as he started to work his hips back and forth. Jen couldn't believe how good Ben felt inside of her. He was so large, and she could feel his member pulsing inside of her with every one of his heartbeats.

              “Do you like it?” Ben asked. “Do you want me to stop? If you want me to I'll stop right now.”

              “No,” Jen moaned. “Don't stop. Please don't stop. All I want is more of you. Kiss me.”

              Ben gently twisted her head around and kissed her on the lips as he squeezed her breasts with his other hand. Jen was loving every second of it, and hoped that it would never end. But she could tell by how tense Ben's body was that he wasn't going to last much longer. Jen focused on how he was making her feel and could feel something build up deep in her loins that meant that she was getting closer to the edge of orgasm.

              “Just a little more,” Jen said. “Please, just a little more.”

              When Jen started to come, her whole body tensed and Ben had to hold her up to keep her from slipping in the soapy shower. Jen was surprised at how intense the orgasm was. After it ended she looked back at Ben to see if he wanted to kiss her, but instead of finding his lips waiting, she found Ben in the throws of his orgasm. She smiled mischievously and tweaked his nipples hard while his brow furrowed with intense pleasure. When Ben finished his entire body sagged against her and it was Jen's turn to make sure that Ben didn't fall down.

              “Are you all right?” Jen said with a laugh.

              “Better than all right!” Ben said.

              They both rinsed off and got out of the shower to help the other dry off. Jen couldn't get over how good Ben looked naked. His body rippled with muscle.

              “Do you work out a lot?” she asked.

              “Not too much,” Ben said. “But I run a lot and that keeps me in really good shape. When I have the time I kayak and do other sports that are strenuous.”

              Jen wrapped herself up in a few towels and followed Ben to the bedroom where the found Ted lounging, waiting for them as he sipped his drink.

              “Oh, hey,” Jen said to Ted in a somewhat surprised tone, although she expected that Ted would want in on what was going on. She looked over to Ben and saw that he was in no way even fazed by the fact that another man was in the room with them half naked. She looked down to his towel and saw his hard cock protruding through it, ready to go for another round of fucking.
Sweet!
Jen thought as she casually let the towel hang a little bit off of her breasts to expose the tops of her nipples, noticing how Ted was hungrily eyeing her move.

              Ben slipped into bed first and patted a spot beside him. Jen slipped out of her towels and lay down next to him, and Ted laid down on her other side. Both of the men played with her, sucking on her nipples and kneading her breasts. Ted's hand slid down to her pussy, stroking her engorged clit as his thick, swollen cock pressed against her leg. When she couldn't wait any longer Jen straddled Ted, who let out a small grunt as her weight settled onto him. She reached back behind her and guided his throbbing member into her pussy. Jen knew that she was going to be able to ride him slow and easy like a lot of guys liked because she was a bigger girl, and soon enough she was bucking like a bronco on top of him. Ted hung onto her waist while Ben stood on the bed and did his best to feed his dick into Jen's mouth.

              Jen wanted to be able to feel it deeper. She hopped off of Ted and got on all fours on the bed. Ted eagerly got behind her. After building up a tempo, he started to really give her the gusto while Ben played with her big busts as his dick plunged in and out of her mouth. Ben's thrusts got faster and faster until he finally popped in her mouth, sending spunk shooting down the back of her throat. That's when Jen came, hard. She saw lights flashing for a second, then pushed back into Ted as hard as she could. Ted gave it to her even harder, then pulled out and blew his load all over her back.

              Afterward Ted excused himself, saying he had to get back to his cab, which was absolutely fine to Jen. She got what she wanted and was finally satisfied, content.  Jen and Ben lay together, talking for a little bit. She tried to keep her eyes open while Ben talked about work stuff and other things that he cared about, but within a few minutes Jen was fast asleep. Her slumber was sound, in a deep dreamless sleep. She didn't wake up at all until the next morning when she found Ben lying beside her, snoring loud enough to wake the dead. It was kind of cute that he snored, she decided. She wondered what other things she would learn about Ben as the day went on.

              Jen rose from the bed and threw on one of Ben’s T-shirts. She looked in the full-length mirror and saw the silhouette of her full figure in the old t-shirt with her perky nipples poking through the cotton. She ran her hands over her own breasts and smiled as memories of the night before flooded back into her mind and body. For the first time in a long while she felt like a woman and not a workaholic robot.

THE END

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Enchanted by the Lord

Chapter 1

I love my home in the town of Worthing, South England. My parents settled here many years ago, after my mother became ill and needed the sea air. My father, who was a lawyer, opened a new practice here, although he has now retired. Over the years my parents have seen this small hamlet grow into a fair sized town. More and more families are moving here, and only just recently two new schools have been opened by the new Reverend Danby. I am considering applying for a position at one of them, teaching the very young. I feel I need to find something to fill my life, as I will never marry, after losing my beau in the Napoleonic war.

Every day I walk down to the beach and set up my easel, to paint the seascapes. I love painting, especially outside, and even though I have painted this same landscape far too many times already. I never tire from the beauty of the coast. It was here where I met my Peter, as I painted an abandoned and wrecked boat that was being buffered about by the tide. He had approached me from behind, admiring my work. In every way, he was the perfect gentleman, and complemented me on my talents, and I could tell he genuinely loved them. We soon got chattering and it turned out his father was also a lawyer, so we had something in common right from the word go. Our meetings on the beach became regular, per chance or intentionally, I do not know.

I do not wish to linger any longer on the story of my fiancé, as he is now lost to me forever. I miss him so very much and it makes my heart ache terribly. When he started at the Officer School, neither of us truly understood the ultimate sacrifice he would make for his King and country. I worried every day he was away, especially when posted overseas. However, he loved the thought of adventure and travel, and could not bear the thought of working in a stuffy office. Just before he was killed, he was to be posted home and we were to marry, but fate is cruel and it was not to be.

His father took it very badly, as he was an only child. Having lost his wife some years previous, it hits him really hard now that he is all alone. I do visit him regularly, but he is withdrawing away from the world more and more every time I go. Who’s to blame him? I can’t give him the comfort he needs as I grieve too. Soon after his son’s death he sold his house and bought a small cottage by the sea. He can often be seen at the window, or sat on the porch overlooking the sea, as if waiting his son’s return. It is a sad sight to see, a parent should not have the pain of outliving their children.