Kristianna for Two
One of Three Nick took me home and I spent the next day in bed, alternately crying my eyes
out and masturbating myself silly over the whole thing. I finally decided
that I'd just let it ride and see what happened. But until then, I also
decided not to see Nick until I'd felt things out with Rick. Mom was a charm
at putting Nicky off on the phone but she couldn't have stopped him from
coming over and intercepting me as I came out the door, ironically, on my way
to pick up Rick from the airport. "What are you doing here?" I asked alarmed by his presence and checking my
watch. "Please, please tell me I haven't screwed this relationship up before it's
even gotten off the ground!" Nick practically begged. I sighed. "You've got to give me a little space on this Nick. You caught me
at the worst possible time to discuss this since I'm on my way to pick him up
from the airport." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his embrace. "Take this with you when
you go," he said as he bent his head and kissed me passionately. I couldn't
help but respond and he looked at me triumphantly when he finally ceased his
torture. I shook my head in amazement as he walked me to my car. I met Rick at the airport and he nearly took me off my feet in a running
tackle from the airplane to the gate where I stood. He'd trimmed inches off
his hair and was marvelously tanned, making his perfect teeth even whiter
against sensual lips. His parents watched fondly for a moment as we exchanged
rapid words of endearment before kissing each other silly. His father tapped
him on the shoulder saying that they'd take his luggage home and asking
jokingly whether he'd even be home that night. Rick merely mumbled
unintelligibly against my lips and his dad walked away chuckling. "I missed you!" he said as we came up for air. "I missed you too," I said truthfully. We walked arm in arm through the terminal exchanging looks that bespoke hot
and sweaty sex to anyone who cared to see. By the time we got to the parking
garage, the bulge in his pants was straining. I drove quickly to a secluded
spot up on a levee overlooking the delta and we dove into the back seat where
I sat slowly on his engorged cock. We lingered, slowly fucking each other
while he sucked at my sensitive tits, until the long put off explosion would
wait no longer. Crying each other's names, we pumped against each other until
we collapsed, breathless. "I brought something for you," he said, moving to grab his travel bag and
producing a beautifully wrapped package. "I didn't get anything for you," I complained, taking the gift. "You didn't go to Paris either!" Rick shot back, pushing his still hard prick
deep into my pussy again. "Open it," he commanded. Inside were a pair of mother of pearl hair combs, the large sort used on very
thick hair, detailed with floral carving, and a beautiful handblown perfume
bottle. "I forgot to have the concierge wrap the perfume that goes with it. I packed
it in my suitcase so it wouldn't get broken or something on the trip back," he
said, kissing me hard. "How do you feel?" "Well loved," I replied. Rick laughed. "Good, but that's not what I meant. How's your health? Did
the surgery go okay?" I nodded and told him the highlights, leaving out the part about his cousin
spending the large part of the last month and a half or so alternately nursing
me back to health and wooing me into his bed so to speak. I watched as he struggled to keep his eyes open. "I'm going to take you
home," I said as I tried to disengage myself. "No!" he said as he gripped my hips and pulled me back onto his huge cock.
"I'll fight the jet lag just to here you come again," he whispered as his
pelvis thrust up, pushing the base of his prick into my hole. I didn't take
long. Within a few thrusts I was coming again. Rick grunted and flooded my
cunt. The next few months were a blur of senior activities. Nick and I, by virtue
of being in the same school and sharing most of the same classes spent more
time together than Rick and I did. Most Friday nights were spent with Rick
in some capacity while Saturday was reserved as game night and I always
watched Nicky play. It worked out well and I didn't suffer any questions
since Rick usually played with his band at some club or other. What *was* a problem though, was the whole rhyming name thing. It didn't help
that they both had the same 'etti' ending on their distinctive family names,
or that their phone numbers were one fucking digit off. There were days when
I felt doomed to exposure to one or both of them simply by calling the wrong
house and asking for the wrong person. A homecoming game was scheduled and I promised Nick that I'd be there. Rick
had already said that he had a show scheduled, so I felt safe. He hadn't
asked whether I was going to the dance afterward so I figured his night would
probably be running late. I'd go with Nick. As I sat with my girlfriends on
the bleachers watching Nick easily outpass the other quarterback I nearly
fainted when Rick's melodic voice said, "Surprise!" just behind me. Julia, my best friend since Janna had all but removed herself from my life,
turned and watched in amazement as Rick bent and kissed me full on the lips.
She'd known I was still seeing someone other than Nick, but hadn't known who
it was. "Oh my god! Rick, long time no see!," Julia said, her voice tinged with
amazement and not just a little glee at my predicament. "Are you Kris's date
for homecoming?" she asked, saving me the trouble and terror of trying to
guess my lover's motive and next move. "Julia!" Rick said warmly, "Nice to see you again. No, I'm not her date
tonight. My first gig canceled and I don't have to play at Rio's until
eleven, which means I don't have to be there until at least ten-thirty." He
kissed me again. "I thought I'd just breeze by and see my favorite Lincoln
High girlfriend who spends way too much time away from me." Julia grinned wickedly, "Don't you ever wonder what she's up to?" I looked at
her with daggers. "Nope," Rick said cheerfully, "This girl loves all the thoughts right out of
my head!" He drew me up and I called a quick good-bye over my shoulder as
Julia looked on with a smile. "I couldn't wait to see you after last night," he murmured as he pulled me
into the small booth next to the announcers stand, kissing me hard and pulling
my skirt up. "You're way too horny for your own good," I giggled as he grabbed my hand and
pressed it against his erection. "What do you want me to do about that here?"
I asked. "Make love to me," Rick said in the darkened room as the crowd erupted,
chanting Nick's last name and the announcer called 'touchdown'. I shook my head as he pulled my tights down, exposing me completely to his
touch, then wrestled with his own pants, dropping them to reveal his hard
cock, sans underwear. He pushed me into a standing position against the back
of the shack and pulling my leg up, thrust his cock halfway into my already
wet pussy. "Ahh," I sighed as he began to pump slowly in and out, working inch after
thick inch of his dick into me until he was fucking me with the entire length.
The crowd roared again and the announcer shouted 'Turnover! Lincoln's ball!'
and I watched Nick jog back onto the field adjusting his helmet and inserting
his mouthguard. ^ Rick captured my attention with a kiss that sent shivers down my spine and
back up again. "I can't believe we're doing this!" he said as his pace
increased and my back bounced a little painfully against the wooden wall. I
wondered if the announcers could hear us. He groaned as my pussy sucked at
his cock. "I'm going to come, I can't wait!" Rick nearly yelled as the crowd
went wild again. His finger found my clitoris and rubbed the swollen nub furiously as we
climaxed together shouting in ecstasy over the furor of the fans. We sagged
against each other and laughed weakly as I listened for the score. The
announcer obliged quickly and I noted that we were way ahead going into the
fourth quarter. "I'm sorry I can't stay for the dance sweetheart," Rick said, bringing me back
to reality. "You know I'm contracted at Rio's and can't get out of it." "I know baby," I said as I kissed him tenderly, loving him even as I thought
of another. "Shit!" he said as he glanced at his watch, "It's ten-thirty now, I'm going to
be late!" I slid off him and used my scarf to mop up his dripping cock as best I could
before he stuffed his shirt into his jeans and buttoned them back up. "I hate
to make love to you and run off like this," Rick said, rubbing my cheek with
the back of his hand, then kissing me quickly. "I'm sorry," he offered as I
hugged him and told him to be safe. He left and I sank down on one of the stools someone had left in the little
room. What was I going to do? Nick expected me down on the field when the
game was over. He'd planned this for a month. When the locker room emptied
of the rest of the players, all headed quickly for the dance, he and I would
lock the door and head for the showers. Except now I'd been with Rick and that wasn't at all cool. I'd been careful
since the beginning to keep them as far apart as possible, and to keep my
lovemaking sessions with each as many days apart as I could manage. Being in love with two gorgeous guys, who happened to be distant cousin, and
sleeping with them alternately, wasn't such a bad thing in my mind, but to
make love to both in the same night was downright slutty. And I wasn't a
slut. Was I? Tears of self doubt and guilt slid from my eyes as I heard the
two minute warning. I pulled at my tights and adjusted my skirt before
heading off to the bathroom. Splashing water on my face I looked up to see
Julia watching me. "Are you okay? Did he do something to you?" she asked. "No. No!" I said stronger when I realized she thought he'd hurt me or
something. I reached for a towel and dried off, looking around for my scarf. The one
Nick had given me a couple of weeks before. "Oh fuck me!" I muttered,
realizing I'd left it, soaked in Rick's come, up in the shack. "What?" Julia asked. "Nevermind," I said dejectedly, "It'd only gross you out or piss you off if I
told you." "You left your scarf in the shack," she said, reading my mind. "That's half of it." "What's the rest?" "It's covered in come." Julia looked at me for a moment then threw back her head and laughed like I'd
never seen her do before. She put her hand on the sink to steady herself as
she gasped for air and brayed again in a hilarious parody of some cartoon
character gone mad. "Are you done yet?" I asked. "Just a minute," she gasped. "Okay, I'm finished," she giggled a little and
recovered again. "Really, I'm done." "What am I going to do?" I asked pitifully. "Well, I'm going to go rescue your scarf and send it to the cleaners tomorrow,
you're going to go meet Nick on the field in about thirty seconds, and if he
asks, tell him truthfully that I have it, then lie and say it was because I
was cold." "Great, that fixes part of it." "Oh, you're worried about the. ." Julia paused and did a quick check of the
bathroom to make sure we were alone, "You're worried about the fact that
you're still dripping with Rick's come. Easy. Just don't let Nick go down on
you or at least wait until you have a good soapy shower." I just stared at her. "Problem solved Ti!" she said as she put her hands on her hips and tried to
look motherly. "Now, get out there and find your man. I mean your other
man," she amended with a laugh. "You're insane," I said. "We all are," Julia replied as she pushed me out the door. "Go!"
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