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You're both awake around seven, and Val has made breakfast for both of you. The two of you leisurely enjoy the hot food, your stomachs growling in a barbaric, primal manner. You and Val dig into some homemade waffles and chit chat. "I don't know how I'm so hungry after last night, yet I am," you remark.
Val swallows a bit of waffle, "Maybe it was all the meat? I'm feeling.... A bit weirdly like a cavewoman today."
You sit back and smile, "It's weird but the word that jumps out at me is primal."
"I know, right? That's exactly it!" Val remarks excitedly.
"Hm..." You think, tapping your fork on your plate, "Cavewoman, primal hunger... Maybe one of your ancestors modeled for one of those fat Venus figurines?” You continue, trying to think about the history of human nakedness and its representation in art. Val chuckles, "I just know I need to eat more, and when I start eating there is no stopping me."
"Damn straight, baby. I love how happy you are when you're full." You say, then give Val a quick kiss.
"I love you so much, Anon," Val replies with a smile.
You return the smile, "I love you too, babe."
You both finish up your food, then sit and sip your coffee for a little while. "So, Jen's hosting that pool party today right?" You ask.
Val replies, "Yeah! She said we can swing by pretty much whenever."
You ask, "Do we need to bring anything?"
Val replies, "Not really, but some beer and some extra snacks will probably be appreciated."
She dashes off a text to Jen and adds, "I don't actually know where her parents' house is, and plus I can see if she needs anything."
"We can get dressed up and get ready to swing by the store, then," you say.
Val replies, "Alright, I'll just need a minute to get ready. No makeup today since we'll be sweating and swimming a lot."
You kiss Val on the cheek, "You're just naturally gorgeous, you know."
Val giggles, "Oh, stop, you."
You persist, "Ook ook Anon like cavewoman goddess. Anon fatten cavewoman goddess."
Val just laughs and smiles, "Unga bunga, Val like food," She grabs your hair and pulls you into a deep kiss. After what feels like an eternity of feeling her lips and tongue, she pulls away and says, "And Val likey Anon. Anon make Val fat. Anon cute man."
The two of you break out laughing. Once you've caught your breath, you finish up your breakfasts, take your dishes to the sink, then relocate to the living room. You and Val then proceed to ease into the day, frittering away the morning with a blend of TV, video games, and internet browsing. Val of course also makes more than one trip to the kitchen for a bowl of snacks along the way.
A little after eleven, just when your stomach starts to twinge with a bit of hunger (perhaps in jealousy of Val's persistent munching), Val abruptly checks the time on her phone and announces, "Ok, I think we should get going."
You both get up and head to the bedroom to change. You rifle through your bag and pull out a set of swim trunks. They're pretty plain: solid black, with red stripes up the sides. You hear Val's voice coming from inside her closet, "Well, how do I look?"
She emerges wearing a tiny string bikini. It's decorated boldly in patriotic colors, and it is noticeably tight on Val's body. You take a long moment to look your girlfriend up and down. You've seen her naked plenty of times, yet somehow her swimsuit is amazingly sexy. She giggles and strikes a sultry pose as you drink in her appearance. Val's constant gorging is staring to show. There's no hiding the obvious power of her limbs, but their corded appearance is starting to soften into a fuller and very alluring look. Her bikini top and bottoms are a little undersized, causing the strings cut slightly into her creamy skin, and her breasts to strain slightly against the top.
You blurt out, "Wow! I like!"
Val smiles at your compliment and struts over to you. She wraps her hand around the back of your head, then presses your face into her cleavage with a sensual giggle. Being that close to her perfect breasts is simply intoxicating, and being subjugated to her sexy will has your mind absolutely blanked. She places her other hand on your ass and pulls you closer. She whispers, "I couldn't find my leopard-print, so that means no cavewoman fetish today. I hope patriotic goddess is good for today."
You squirm and shift to look up at her. Your face still squished against Val's chest, you say "Yeah, looks pretty fucking good to me."
She laughs warmly, kisses you on the top of your head, and finally releases you. "Good," she smirks.
Val grabs a pair of tiny shorts and a tanktop, then says, "Ok, ready to get going?"
You look around the apartment for a moment, and then nod with a smile. "Yeah, let's get out of here."
About an hour later, you're rolling to a stop in front of Jen's parents' house. It's a large and beautiful red brick house in a wealthy neighborhood. A couple other cars are already in front of the house, indicating that you and Val aren't the first to arrive. You and Val get out of the car, gather your things and ring the doorbell. The door opens to reveal Jen, holding a blue popsicle and dressed in a loose mesh robe over an extremely tight black bikini.
Jen is definitely no longer a skinny girl. Her breasts are visibly spilling over the sides of her top, and some chub noticeably rolls over her bottoms. In other words, she looks great, and has basically become the opposite of the anorexic girl you used to know.
"Hey, guys!" Jen says with a warm smile. "Come on in! We've got the grill going in the back. Hope you're hungry, we've got shitloads of food."
Jen spins around to lead you inside. You can't help but catch a good look at her backside. Her soft ass has all but swallowed the back of her bikini. She walks with a snappy strut, causing her booty to jiggle with every step. You try not to fixate on her curves. Val has no such shame. She boldly says, "Damn, Jen! You look like a whole snack!"
Jen laughs warmly, with a hint of embarrassment.
Feeling emboldened, you decide to ask, "Jen, I can't help but notice. You're a bit more... Confident than I recall you usually being."
Jen looks back at you from the corner of her eye, and giggles, "It helps when I'm not the only chick who's mostly naked. Also I'm mayyyyybe a little tipsy, and a little high."
Jen laughs, and you can't help but enjoy the sound of her laugh.
"Fair enough," you laugh.
You then continue with a hint of concern, "Are you good to run the grill if you're high, though?"
"Don't worry about it," Jen says. "I'm used to it! Also, Marcus is here, and he's helping me run the grill."
Val snorts. You don't know if it's because she's annoyed by Marcus' presence, or if she just thinks he smells bad.
Jen chuckles again. She pauses in the living room and leans against the back of a leather couch. "Yeah yeah, I know. One day we're dating, one day we're not. I like him though, there's just something about him..."
You look around the living room. It's richly decorated with dark wood and earth tones. There's a coffee table, a couch, and a couple leather chairs, all of very sturdy construction and likely very expensive. Also, there's a fireplace in the center of the room, with a large screen TV resting above it. There are some family pictures in a hutch off to the side, but you're too far to get a good look at most of them.
The exception is a large formal-ish family portrait, front and center. Based on your memories of the subjects, you peg the photo as from around the high school years. Jen's wearing a black blouse and a slight, awkward smile, and is otherwise much like the Jen leaning against a couch, if decidedly gaunt and sad. You're always surprised at how plain her mom is, though. Not ugly by any means, simply somehow unremarkable. She has an oval face framed by neat chestnut waves, with cool gray eyes and a pleasant smile. Jen's mom is neither skinny nor heavy, and is noticeably shorter than her daughter.
You cannot help but be taken aback every time you see Jen's dad. He cuts a particularly arresting figure, tall and lean and wearing well-fitted dark clothes. The only proper way to describe his vibe is "devilish" - Angular face topped with slicked-back raven hair, plus an immaculate pointy goatee. His thin lips are cracked into a charming and slightly toothy smile, and his green eyes seem to glitter even from the photograph. Jen absolutely gets her gothy vibes from her dad, you think.
You're only scanning the photo for a few seconds, but you're surprised to hear muffled music thumping from the back yard. Jen perks up again and looks at you and Val, "Hey! Let's get you two into the backyard and into the party! Follow me!"
You and Val follow Jen and her too-small bikini into the backyard. A barrage of inputs confront your senses, and you process them one at a time.
First is the commingled smell of grilling meat, weed smoke, and chlorine. Next is the sound of many voices talking and laughing, over the sound of some poppy music over the speakers. Finally is the sight of several people, most of whom you know. You drop off the case of beer you've been carrying at a snack table, then scan across the party scene.
First you see Val, currently in the process of removing her clothes and baring her own tight bikini. Next you see Bruce and Vicky, lounging in chairs in the shade. This is the first time you've seen Bruce shirtless, he's sturdily built without being cut, and his dark hair is hidden by a ball cap. Vicky is chatting with him. She's got oversized sunglasses, and a dark red swimsuit that looks for all the world like a tangle of straps. Characteristically, it barely fits her, and it gives her bosom some deep cleavage. Sure enough, Marcus is monitoring the grill. He's pale, tall and skinny, sporting a straw hat, and handles a set of tongs in one hand with a beer in his other. You feel a twinge of amusement as you make out a marijuana-leaf motif on his trunks. Next to Marcus is Zoe's long-time boyfriend, Matt. Tall, dark-skinned, and portly, he laughs raucously at something Marcus said, and you can make out a lit joint clutched between his fingers. Zoe and Matt have been dating for a long time, and you think that they're a great match for each other. Speaking of, you look into the pool, and you spot Zoe and Lena resting on the far side of the pool and chatting. Zoe is wearing an electric blue one-piece with lots of openings and decorative ties. Lena is showing a ton of pale skin, wearing a high-sided bikini decorated with abstract patterns in white, purple, and green. Her top matches the bottoms, and it snugly cradles her bosoms.
Lena looks over at the two of you. Your eyes meet hers, and she makes a little wave. Zoe follows suit. Val nudges you in the side, "So whaddya think?"
You take a moment to choose your words, "It's good to see everybody in one place. I haven't actually seen Matt in ages."
Val snickers, and leans in to whisper into your ear, "I know you're being polite. The girls and I decided that we'd slut it up as much as we could with our swimwear. Somehow I don't think the boys mind very much."
You chuckle, "Makes sense."
You remove your own shirt and add it to the pile with Val's clothes. She kisses you on the cheek, and walks off to mingle with your mutual friends. Jen has walked up next to Marcus, and presses up next to him and kisses him on the cheek too. Marcus digs around in a bag and produces a black wide-rimmed hat, and hands it to Jen, who puts it on. They make small talk and work the grill together. You can see a huge collection of hamburger patties and hotdogs cooking atop the coals.
You walk over to Matt, and he makes an excited noise and wraps you up in a boisterous bear hug. He ruffles the hair on the back of your head, then he lets you go. You exchange greetings and small talk, catching up on happenings since you last visit, which, it turns out, was in fact several years ago. He's just as friendly as always, and you're able to pick up as though no time had passed.
Jen nudges Marcus to say hi, and he does so with a little reluctance. You magnanimously greet him, but don't press the introverted hippie for too much interaction. Matt perks up, and offers to roll you a joint. You accept, and he motions for you to follow him to a small table off to the side. You can see various drug ingredients on it, all of obviously high quality. Matt remarks approvingly about Jen's eye for ingredients, pointing out that she graciously offered all the materials. Matt shrugs off any of your efforts to help prepare the joint, he claims he "owes you a good high" and insists on doing it himself. Soon enough, he's rolled up a perfect-looking joint, and offers it to you with a smile. You accept it, and he offers you a light. You put the joint to your lips, and inhale deeply. You can feel the high. It is incredibly intense, almost too much for you to handle, and you lower the joint.
"Alright, A-man. Now you can party like you mean it!" He claps you on the shoulder, and you head back to chat with the rest of your friends. Your lit joint attracts the attention of several folks, and you share it until it's gone. Marcus calls out that the first round of grilled meat is ready, and everybody lines up to claim their first servings of lunch.
The party's energy takes a predictable dip as everybody munches on some burgers or hotdogs, the quality cooking and plentiful weed ratcheting up the enjoyment of the experience. The sexual tension of a bunch of plus-sized girls chowing down on food while being scantily-clad is undeniable, but you try not to think about it too much. The conversation turns to the topic of hacking. Everyone agrees on the fact that hacking is good. Like really good. It's all you can do to not spill the beans on your seemingly-omniscient AI friend, and more than once you physically cram a big bite of burger into your mouth to keep quiet. You drift from group to group, making pleasant casual chat, snacking, and drinking as you go. When the heat gets too oppressive, you cool down in the pool. Val is doing much the same, and you trust her well enough that you don't feel like you need to be glued to her as the party progresses.
You take the opportunity to catch up with the various guys in attendance, since you hardly ever get to see them. Marcus opens up a bit when you compliment his cooking, and when he figures out that you're quite stoned. You determine that he's actually a fairly pleasant and smart man, but are baffled as to why his relationship with Jen is so turbulent. Even stoned, you know better than to poke that particular hornet nest. Matt happily leans into his assumed role of "chemical recreation MC". He ensures that nobody is without a joint or a beer for long, and everybody at the party is some combination of pleasantly drunk or high. They're all pretty relaxed, so you trust yourself to not say the wrong thing amongst all of the people who are open with their secrets.
At one point, you glance across the pool to see Lena and Val chatting. You can't hear what they're talking about, but Val catches your eye, smiles, and blows you a kiss. You wave back, then turn and walk over to the snack table. Feeling parched, you pour some water into a cup and take a deep drink. You hear some footsteps approaching but think nothing of it. After all, there are plenty of people moving around, and the snack table is a popular place to be.
Suddenly, you feel a hand pinching your ass, and some teeth gently nibbling your ear. You're too shocked to move, and you're even more shocked at what you hear next.
"I've made up my mind," Lena's voice purrs into your ear.
You can feel her breath on your neck as she continues. "I want you to kiss me."
"Lena, I... what- uhhh?" You sputter.
"Ugh, you dopey man," she replies with palpable annoyance.
You feel Lena's fingers wrap around your chin, and she pulls your face down to be level with hers, then presses her lips into yours. Her lips are soft and warm, and they feel wonderful against yours. You can feel her tongue moving against your lips, and you open your mouth slightly to allow her in.
A million thoughts rush through your head, addled by your high and by the sheer electricity of your situation. Your first clear thought is of panic, but then you remember that you asked Lena to be with you and Val, and Val's gesture earlier could only be a sly pre-approval. Feeling emboldened yet still as though breaking some taboo, your hand wanders down Lena's body, grips her chubby ass, and gives it a firm squeeze. You hear Lena gasp, and you feel a much larger portion of her ample body press into yours. You squirm and pull back, twisting to face her. "Lena..." you utter.
Lena's eyes are wide, and she appears to be panting. She swallows visibly, and looks at you expectantly.
At that moment, you spot Jen out of the corner of your eye, walking by. She winks at the two of you and hoots, "Yeah Lena! Get it, girl!"
Your face flames red. You whisper, "Oh God, now everybody is going to know about us..."
"They've already been looking," Lena replies.
"What do you mean, they're looking?"
"You're at the snack table, stupid. Everybody can see this."
Your throat constricts. You force yourself not to look around the yard and instead stay focused on Lena's face. Your discomfort is obvious, but she seems unmoved. In fact, she only presses her soft body more solidly against you. You can't deny that she feels great, but this isn't exactly a great time for such thoughts. A deathly silence seems to descend. One of Lena's surprisingly-strong arms locks around your back, and her other hand grips your chin again. She says, "Ok, Anon. Listen up. I've decided that I want to be with both you and Val, but you're not going to keep me in the shadows. You're proud of dating Val, and she's proud of dating you, and you're both going to be open and proud about dating me."
You manage a strained "uh-huh" out of your pinched lips, and Lena continues, "I'm not going to be a simple fuck toy for the two of you. I know none of us have tried anything like this before, but I want you to promise that you'll do your best to treat us as equally as you can."
You answer, "I can promise that I'll try. We'll need to talk about this with Val. I can't make a commitment like that alone."
She smirks at you, "Good answer. But you get the gist of where I'm going with this, right?"
You swallow hard and gaze into Lena's green eyes. You say, "Yes. Yes, I do. Just.... this is so unexpected."
She purrs, "Maybe so. But it's what felt right to me. Does this feel right to you?"
"Yes, it does."
You lean down to kiss Lena once more. Her lips are warm and soft, and her tongue darts into your mouth. Her shape is pleasing, definitely curvy, and her body feels good against your own. A moment later, you feel another set of strong arms enwrapping both you and Lena. Val joins the embrace, nibbling your ear, and sandwiching you between the two women. Val whispers in your ear, "Lena and I talked beforehand. Sorry I couldn't warn you."
A moment passes, then she pipes up again, "Ok, maybe not that sorry."
This is it. You're in heaven.
Squished between two of the hottest women you know, your cock throbs with need, and you couldn't care who sees this spectacle with you three. Lena's soft, luscious lips leave yours with a satisfying pop. She locks eyes with you and says, "I think we do in fact have a lot to talk about."
Suddenly she inhales sharply and her eyes roll back. Biting her lip, Lena continues, "Val, if you keep grabbing my ass like that, then I don't know if I'll be able to control myself."
You hear Val giggling from behind you. "Promises, promises," she murmurs. Lena bites her lip with a whimper and her face flushes.
"Ladies," you say, somewhat strained, "I think I need to sit down, and then I think we need to discuss some things."
Lena points in the direction of a nearby deck couch, and Val finally releases you and Lena. You try to walk sideways so as not to show off your erect cock, and you think you manage a decent job of it. You sit, and Val takes a spot next to you. Lena strolls past you, pushing a sugar cookie into your mouth as she does, then sits beside Val. Her booty squishes the air out of the cushion with a pronounced thump.
You can feel the eyes of all your other friends on you, and you finally dare to look around the yard. All eyes are indeed on you, but instead of judgment, you see nothing but approval. Zoe and Matt even give your new trio a grinning thumbs-up. Your other friends eventually return to their own conversations, and you can finally turn to regard Lena and Val. "So..." You start, uneasily, "We're a polycule then I guess."
Val takes a cookie and munches. "Yeah," she says, smiling, "I guess so."
Lena also takes a cookie and munches. She giggles, "Just that easy, huh?"
You say, "I should probably lay something out now. I don't really know what I'm doing. I can't promise that I'll get everything right. What I will promise, here and now, is that I will do my absolute best in this relationship. If I'm screwing up somehow, please tell me so I can fix it."
"I think that's a good start," Val says, smiling.
Lena smiles back, and says, "Yes, that sounds like a pretty good stance to take, Anon."
You continue, "Lena. I hate to be this blunt but I think I need to say this. Val and I have a hell of a bond. We've been dating for a decently long time and we've been through a lot of crazy stuff. Lena, you and I have been through some stuff too, but we just don't have the same level of investment yet. That said, I would really dig the idea of making a whole bunch of new memories with you."
Lena blushes, and says, "That sounds pretty cool to me too. This is such a dumb thing, but I was more than a little hurt when you asked Jen to prom rather than me, all those years ago."
You reach your hand across Val's lap, and Lena extends a hand to meet yours. You clasp hands, set them on Val's thighs, and Val lays her own hand across them. You lean around Val to look at Lena and say, "Then maybe this is a way I can make up for that."
Val gently squishes your and Lena's hands, "And maybe this is part of my continuing atonement for being part of the haughty jock clique back then too."
Lena says, "I like that idea too."
You pull Lena's hand up to your face and kiss her fingertips. She looks at you with a smile on her face. Val wraps an arm around you and Lena, pulling the two of you close. A moment later, she breaks out laughing. Between giggles she says, "Oh my god, how do guys with multiple wives do it? We've only been poly for like a minute and I already feel overwhelmed!"
Lena says, "I dunno. I guess we'll have to figure it out as we go."
You gently squeeze Val and Lena's hands, and both of them blush a little.
"Yeah," you say warmly.
You, Val, and Lena spend the next few hours on that couch, talking and snacking. Matt would roll by periodically to provide fresh weed or booze, so you and the girls could chat pretty openly, if a little slowly. It's a little rocky at first. One of you would often say something that would upset one or both of the others, but your mutual pacts of understanding and tolerance let you get past it. You'd always liked Lena, and you find it very refreshing that you can speak freely about relationship things with her. A few kisses shared here and there also feel particularly natural, though you're still feeling a pang of taboo whenever you touch Lena. Whatever remaining misgivings you had vanished when you first watched Lena and Val make out in front of you. When they pulled apart and turned to face you with mischievous grins, you knew that you'd hit the jackpot. The rest of the afternoon slides by in a pleasant haze. Val breaks off to work on her tan, looking for all the world like a model as she naps on a pool chair.
Lena giggles as she regards Val, "Tanning isn't for me. With this pale skin, I just burn. Actually..."
Lena turns to look at you.
She says, "I should probably re-up my sunscreen. C'mon,"
Lena takes your hand and leads you back into the house. She digs around in a bag, then produces a bottle of sunscreen lotion. She squeezes a blob of sunscreen into her hand and starts rubbing it into her arm. She looks at you and says with a grin, "It'll be faster if you help me."
Getting the hint, you load up on some lotion of your own and start rubbing it into Lena's back. You go slow, to make sure the lotion is getting to all of her skin. Lena giggles while you rub her back, "Your hands feel nice."
You blush, and lightly kiss Lena's ear. "I hope so," you say with a smile.
Lena continues applying the lotion to her front, while you handle her reverse side. You start with her shoulders, work your way down her back, and take more than your fair share of squeezing her soft booty. She giggles as you squeeze her ass, "Good thinking. My butt doesn't get a lot of sun, so you need to make sure it's protected."
You continue down, rubbing the lotion into her thick thighs. Your hands keep moving lower, finally applying the lotion to her calves and completing the job. Lena is having fun being the subject of your hands. "You're doing a great job."
"Bad news then," you say, "Because I've just finished."
"Aw," she says with mock disappointment, "Guess we better get back out there huh?"
"Ok," you say, spinning Lena around and pressing into her as you embrace briefly.
The lotion has made her soft skin quite slick, and it feels incredible against you. Lena slowly peels you off of her, before grabbing your hand.
"C'mon, bring me back out there."
As you walk out of the house, you find that you've forgotten your own sunblock. You decide it's an acceptable risk. You're not as pale as Lena, and you can just run to the shade if you start feeling crispy. Val looks over and grins as you and Lena head back out into the yard. The sun is getting low in the sky, and is currently sliding behind a neighboring house. You and Lena head over to Val, and the three of you hop into the pool and resume chatting with all your friends. It feels good to be back out in the fresh air, and the cool water is the perfect antidote to the late afternoon heat. You're still giddy at how good things are shaping up between Val and Lena. It feels incredibly liberating to admit your attraction to both of them. You can't help but wonder if you've always been poly, or if you simply have a soft spot for your old ladyfriends. The three of you spend several long minutes just floating on the pool's surface, lightly chatting about the day, the weather, and other small topics. You're having a hell of a good time.
You look up to see Marcus working to light up the grill again, then you hear the door to the house open. Jen emerges from the house holding a large tray of marinaded meat, and struts towards the grill in time with the beat of some music. A chorus of sizzles erupts from the grill as Marcus adds meat to it piece by piece. Marcus steals a kiss from Jen, then turns towards you and the other pool revelers with a grin. Jen claps her hands and announces, "Okay party people, I hope you're seriously hungry! Marcus is grilling up everything we've got left, and I don't want there to be any leftovers!”
Lena and Val share a look and smirk at each other. "I'm ready to be filled with meat," Val snickers, "How about you, Lena?"
"I'm ready to be stuffed," Lena's eyes twinkle as she grins.
They both turn towards you, and their grins turn a little predatory, "So ready," they both say. Your face must look mortified, because the girls both start cackling and ribbing each other. Their expressions soften, then they splash over towards you, kiss you one to a cheek, then heave themselves out of the pool. You resolve to stay in the water until your raging boner calms down. Ogling Lena's and Val's asses doesn't make that any easier. They trot over to the "chemical recreation" table, prepare large joints, and light up. After they exhale their first hits, Matt strolls by and exchanges some words with Val and Lena. He ducks inside the house, and a few moments later re-emerges with a pair of plastic cups. He hands one each to Val and Lena. Matt turns his attention to you, and you ask for whatever the girls got. Matt makes a joking salute, and dutifully heads back inside to prepare the drink. A moment later, he comes back with a cup intended for you. You take a sip. It's a whiskey and cola, it's quite strong, and there's a lot of it. It's also very good. A few seconds later, Matt returns, grinning with a lit joint. He hands it to you, and you take three long, deep pulls. The high is amazing, it makes your entire body feel like it's floating on air.
You and Matt chat for a little while as your high sets in even further, then you finally hear the announcement that the first round of grilling is done. Matt extends a hand the help haul you out of the pool, and you join the line with Lena and Val to get some dinner. You grab a paper plate and patiently watch as Marcus uses his tongs to deftly serve up some hamburger patties. Val puts a bun on your plate, and jokingly chides you for your oversight. Val and Lena get dished up just before you do, and they proceed to decorate their double burgers. Marcus gently sets a seared, steaming patty on your bun, and you head off to add some trimmings. There's ketchup and mustard on the table, as well as some cheese and some varied vegetables and spices. You pick out the trimmings for a classic cheeseburger: lettuce, onion, tomato, and some pickle.
As you're finishing, Vicky stops next to you and starts the process with her burgers. Ever ambitious, Vicky's plate features two half-assembled double cheeseburgers. Vicky shoots you a grin, but at that moment you see Bruce glaring at Vicky's plate. There's something in his eyes that suggests he's about to go off, and he says nothing, but continues glaring at Vicky anyway. You shoot Vicky a quick and polite smile, then hurry off to sit with Val and Lena. Eventually you realize that Bruce is still glaring at Vicky, and you wonder if there's something going on that you don't know about. His face softens whenever Vicky looks his way, but you can't help but wonder if there's some trouble brewing. The only thing you can do is to try to ignore the tension, and go back to chatting with Val and Lena. The hamburger is exquisite, and you find yourself wanting something more despite how satisfying it was. As you're chewing, you notice that Lena is giving you a smile. She seems genuinely pleased to be with you, and you return the smile. Vicky gets up and goes inside the house to use the bathroom. Val takes the opportunity to fetch some hotdogs, and takes requests from the table. You only ask for a single hotdog, with some spicy mustard. Lena asks for two.
At that moment, Bruce abruptly sits down next to you. He places a plate in front of him, but he seems distracted by his phone. You glance over, and inadvertently catch a snippet of the text he's sending. You can't make out much of the message chain, but what you can read is very sexually-charged, and the contact listed is definitely not Vicky. This new development is a complete surprise. You try to hide your look of discomfort, but Lena notices your reaction and seems genuinely concerned. You do your best to play cool, and flick your eyes in Bruce's direction repeatedly. Lena seems to understand, and makes herself look busy with the last bit of her burger. Val rescues you from the awkward situation by sauntering up with a plate loaded with hotdogs and sitting down. Lena and Val tear into their second helpings, and Bruce starts making some small talk. Vicky eventually returns, kisses Bruce on the cheek, and takes his hand to lead him to another part of the yard. The hotdogs seem to have some kind of special sauce on them, and you can detect a bit of onion and mustard as well.
Lena glances around, and when she's certain that Bruce is well out of earshot, she leans in and whispers to you, "What did you see on Bruce's phone?"
You try to keep your voice down, and you whisper back, "I saw him texting someone. Someone who I'm fairly certain is not Vicky."
Lena's eyes flare in surprise, and her mouth turns down in an angry frown. Val follows suit. In this moment, you realize that you've never truly seen Val angry, and the cold fury behind her blue eyes chills your blood.
"What do we do?" You ask, "One glance isn't enough to prove that he's cheating on Vicky. Maybe there's some way we can give her a clue without directly accusing him?"
Val's eyes narrow, but she seems to think about it for a moment before letting out a small sigh. "Anon, did you see the contact name?"
"Yeah, that was about the only part I got a decent look at. I think he was texting an Amber... somebody. Last name maybe started with a C?"
Lena swallows a bite of hotdog and clears her throat, "That name sounds familiar somehow. I'll see if I can remember more..."
Lena pauses for a long several moments, her fingers tracing imaginary numbers and letters. Suddenly, her face lights up. She says, "If this is the right Amber then I think she's at the university. I know somebody who works in a department near her, and I might be able to have him ask some questions."
"That sounds like a solid plan to me." Val says, the anger radiating off of her still palpable.
Perhaps against your better judgment you say, "Remind me never to make you two mad."
The three of you resolve to stay quiet about the Bruce situation until you can get some proof. Val is still annoyed, though she's noticeably cooling off. She still shoots dirty glances Bruce's way whenever he's not looking. For the time being, you all make a conscious effort to focus on your reveling and indulge in more booze and snacks. Lena brings over a partially-depleted plate of cookies, and the three of you somehow manage to clean it off. By now it's starting to get dark, and Jen starts marshalling the party inside the house. She turns on the TV and plays some cartoons, which prove to be a real crowd-pleaser as everybody winds down from the day of partying.
Zoe and Matt are the first to tap out, counter-intuitively being the first to sober up. They gather their things and say their good-byes, and a few minutes later Vicky and Bruce call it a night as well. You hope your face doesn't betray any emotion as you send them off. You, Val, and Lena have continued drinking this whole time, and none of you are in any shape to drive. Marcus has retreated to a bedroom, his introvert nature finally winning out. Your level of indulgence isn't lost on Jen, who has been an uncharacteristically gregarious and perceptive host all day.
She snickers, "So how far have you three gotten on chugging through all my booze?"
Val and Lena giggle, and rib you at the quip. You reply, slurring slightly, "It can't be helped. You're such a gracious host, and it's just too good to stop."
Jen giggles, then taps a finger on her lips. She glances at you and says, "So I'm going to put my foot down and say that you three are gonna have to stay here tonight. You're all obviously drunk, and I'm not letting my friends behind the wheel."
Lena asks, "That's fair. But we're gonna have to sleep somewhere. Do you have any spare bedrooms in the house?"
Jen smiles.
"Several," she says. "Part of the reason why my parents bought this place. But, I'm going to need you three to help me with something."
You nod, and say, "Sure. What do you need us to do?"
Jen's smile splits into a goofy grin. "I was serious about there being no food waste, you know. Everybody did a pretty good job, but there's still some perishable food left. Specifically, the meat. Marcus did such a great job of cooking it up, and it'd be such a shame to throw it out..."
You look at Val, and she nods, her mouth already watering. Lena rolls her tongue around behind her cheeks a bit, then shrugs and makes a "mhm" sound. You glance at Jen and say, "Well that's two out of three right there, so what I say isn't important. But for what it's worth, I'm a yes as well."
Jen giggles with excitement, then trots off to gather all of the leftovers in front of you. In addition to the leftover patties and hotdogs, it's a few bowls of chips, and some plates of sweets. She places the final plate of snack remnants and says with a mouth full of cupcake, "Don't worry, I'll be helping you out." You look up at Jen and she's jiggling her breasts with her free hand, "I like these, and I want more," her hand then jiggles her ass and she laughs, "And I want more of this too. God, it feels so good to finally be filling out clothes."
Val says, "It's great to see you getting comfortable with your body." She then looks around, "Well, let's get started. This stuff isn't getting any fresher."
At that, everybody leans in, grabs something, and starts eating. You munch on a hamburger patty held in your bare hands. It's still tasty, but it'd be better if it were hot off the grill. Val mows through a hotdog and grabs two more. Lena then crams a handful of chips into her mouth, smiling as she sees you and Jen devouring everything in front of you. At one point, all three girls have fresh hotdogs, but before any of them can bite into them, Jen puts on a goofy smile.
"Check this out," she giggles, then starts licking the hotdog up and down as though it were a phallus. You eyes go wide as Jen simulates a blowjob on the lucky hotdog, and she slides it out of her mouth with a pop.
Val, too, starts eating the hotdog as though it were an object of lust, and Lena gives a lewd smile as she eyes it hungrily. Abruptly, Jen gags and coughs, unceremoniously pulling the hotdog out of her mouth, and clasping a hand to her midriff.
"A little too deep," she sputters. She clears her throat and continues, "Don't want to risk losing what's in here," slightly kneading her fingers into her swollen belly with a rough giggle.
Lena grins and places her hands on her own belly, mesmerized by the feeling of fullness. "I totally get it," she says, looking at Jen with a wide smile.
Val leans over with a giggle, running her finger over Lena's lips. "You want a doggy?" she whispers.
Lena gently parts her lips and licks the tip of Val's finger, then replies, "Yes please."
Val picks up one of the few remaining hotdogs and holds it in front of Lena's face. Lena sticks out her tongue and licks the hotdog, picking up the flavor of the fatty snack. "Delicious," she says, her eyes wide with desire. Grinning with lust, Val holds the hotdog steady as Lena starts running her tongue along the hotdog. Lena's hand replaces Val's, then Lena begins her own show of pretending to fellate the hotdog. Jen's eyes come to life as she watches her girlfriends, her shoulders shifting slightly with excitement. Lena's eyes roll back and her hands run down her belly, pressing and rubbing her chubby flesh. She moans as she slides the hotdog into and out of her mouth, quietly gagging as she pushes the meat deep down her throat. Lena works her throat and jaw, clearly getting into the simulated deep-throating. Val's mouth hangs open. "Oh my God," she whispers, then leans forwards and kisses Lena's belly button. Lena is clearly loving the attention she's getting from Val's lips and tongue. She coos and giggles, then suddenly sputters and gags on the hotdog. She slides the hotdog out with a glob of spit, then coughs roughly.
"Well that was fuckin' hot while it lasted," Lena mutters, her voice husky. She wipes her chin with a napkin, then smiles at her friends and starts taking normal bites out of the long-suffering hotdog.
Everybody takes a moment to breathe and process what just happened, then giggles break out all around the area. Val breaks the spell by leaning over to a bowl of chips and shoveling some salty snacks into her mouth. Jen sets herself down on the couch. Val chews her chips and swallows, then leans forward and pokes Jen's stomach. Val giggles and offers her handful of chips to Jen, saying, "You need these more than I do."
Jen accepts the snack, closing her eyes and smiling as Val piles the chips onto her tongue. She hums with delight as she chews the chips, then pops her eyes open and shifts on the couch. Jen rolls to lay on her side, stretching her legs out on the couch. She leans forward to be closer to Val, then purrs, "You got any more for me?"
Val grabs a bowl of chips, and scoots to be right next to Jen. She sets the bowl in her lap, then starts steadily feeding Jen the chips. Jen leans into Val, happily munching on the snacks. You take a few moments to savor the sounds of your friends enjoying themselves.
Lena sits up on the couch and leans forward towards you. She murmurs, "I still see plenty of snacks over there," glancing at the remaining dishes on the coffee table.
You smile and say to her, "What have you got a taste for now?"
Lena shimmies on the couch, biting her lip with a cheeky smile. After making a show of thinking, she says, "I want... Something sweet."
You look over on the table and see the remnants of some plates of cookies, cupcakes, and a dish of pudding. Lena watches as you regard these desserts, then gasps as you roughly pile them all onto a single plate.
"What are you doing?" Lena asks, her voice girlish and curious.
You grin at her, and say, "I thought you might like some dessert. So I figured I'd feed you all the dessert!"
Lena lets out a slow nod, watching you pull in close to the couch. She sits up on the couch with a visible blush as you set the plate down on your lap.
"Alright, Lena. Open up!" You say with a smolder that surprises even you.
Lena closes her eyes and opens her mouth with a giddy smile. You take a moment to relish her excited breathing, then reach down, grab a pudding-coated cookie and slide it into Lena's mouth. The sound of her groaning with pleasure fills the room, and she looks up at you with eyes that appear to be half-lidded.
"Eat it all."
Her lips close around your finger and she sucks the crumbs from it. You feel an electric thrill run up your body, and pick up another treat for Lena's greedy maw. You plop a pudding-soaked cupcake on your own hand and offer it to Lena. She moans blissfully as she licks the sugary mush out of your palm. After a loud moan, she opens her eyes and says to you, "I could get used to this."
"Me too," you say.
You take a moment to steal a glance at Val. She looks over at you with a lusty grin, and slides a buttery roll into Jen's mouth. Jen greedily swallows the hunk of bread and gasps. Her belly bulges proudly out with an obvious food baby, and she groans in pain and pleasure as she caresses her stomach.
"Ooooh yes, Jen!" Val says, her voice thick with lust. "Just keep packing it in."
You hear Lena's voice from the side, "Hey now, I'm not stuffed to bursting yet. Get back to it."
"As you wish," you say, and resume feeding Lena the leftover desserts.
Lena's belly looks so plump and full, you can't make yourself stop staring. You reach down, grab yet another cupcake from the bowl, and slide it into Lena's mouth. You fall into a trance of feeding Lena the sweets, until you reach down and find nothing solid. You realize that the bowl now contains only thick creamy pudding, and a mischievous grin forms on your face. You sit forward, raise the bowl to Lena's lips and tip it forward. Lena makes a muffled squeak, then sighs with pleasure as she starts chugging down the pudding. Her belly bulges out rounder and rounder as she sucks down the pudding. Slurping sounds and an exhausted gasp signal that Lena has drained the bowl. You lower it from her lips, regard it and use your finger to take a taste. Banana-flavored, and delicious.
Lena belches and falls back into the couch with a groan, "Oof. That did it. This fatty is finally full and just about to pop..."
You stroke Lena's belly, feeling the soft skin and the distended stomach beneath. You look over to Val, who has been watching you for some time. Jen is halfway passed out on the couch, with a glazed look on her face and her hands making soothing circles on her stuffed stomach. Lena is also looking dazed, her eyes unfocused and her mouth slack.
Val giggles and shows you a bowl with only tiny fragments of chips remaining. "Jen really put it away. I'm impressed," she says.
"Yeah, go me... Future fatty..." Jen says groggily.
Val tips the bowl into her mouth and scarfs down the chip remnants. The two of you look at what's left on the table. It isn't much. Jen and Lena finished off most of the snacks, but you spot one thing left. A pitcher of fruit punch stands proudly on the coffee table, somehow ignored until now. You and Val share a glance, and Val's eyes soften to be almost pleading. With obviously fake concern, you say "Well, I'm pretty much stuffed to the gills, so maybe I should let you handle this one, honey."
Val's eyes light up and she bites her lip in anticipation. You scoot over to fetch the pitcher, and Val leans against the couch. Holding the pitcher carefully, you scoot to sit in front of Val. You raise the pitcher up to her greedy lips, then carefully tip some of the sweet beverage in. Val closes her eyes and drinks in long swigs from the pitcher. Her mouth is wide and open, and you hold the pitcher steady to prevent any spillage. Before you know it, you've tipped the pitcher practically upside down, and Val extends her tongue to catch the last sweet droplets. You look down and see that her belly bulges outward in a taut arc, sloshing slightly from the influx of liquid.
Val burps lightly, then groans, "Oh fuck now I feel it. That's so heavy..."
You lean back against the base of the couch next to Val. You place a hand on her thigh, and she tiredly slaps her own hand on top. You then feel a hand mussing your hair and a tired giggle in Lena's voice. You reach up to grab her hand as well, and she interlaces her fingers in your own. You then twist to look back and up at Lena, and you see her looking down at you with a soft, pleasant smile. You sit with the girls for an indeterminate period of time, then you feel a rustling behind your head as Jen heaves herself up.
"Well, doesn't look like there were any survivors on the leftovers front. You guys ready to call it a night?”
You, Val, and Lena reply with a tired chorus of assent. Slowly, and with much huffing and groaning, you all rise to your feet. You do the courtesy of gathering Val's and Lena's things along with your own, then follow Jen as she leads your trio to a guest room.
"The bed is a California King, so it should be big enough for the three of you... For now." Jen says with a smirk, bumping her hip into yours and pinching Val's and Lena's asses for emphasis.
You, Val, and Lena smile back at Jen, who turns to leave.
"We're still on for brunch tomorrow of course. Just wake up whenever and we'll go from there," Jen says over her shoulder.
Lena ducks into the bathroom, then back out. "The shower is pretty small. We'll need to go one at a time," she says.
Val yawns and replies, "That's fine. I just need to rinse off, so I'll be quick."
She grabs a couple bits of clothing from her bag, then steps into the bathroom and shuts the door. You hear water begin to flow. You and Lena sit somewhat awkwardly on the bed. She turns to you and says, "I had a great time today. This is still ....just so new to me, but I've got a good feeling about this."
You smile at her. "Yeah, me too. I can't believe we decided to do this. I'm having a great time."
Lena pouts her lips and beckons you to come closer to her. "This feels so right," she whispers, then presses her lips against yours. Her lips are soft and warm, welcoming you in. You open your mouth and allow Lena to move closer to you. Suddenly you hear the bathroom door open. Acting on instinct, you pull away from Lena and whirl around to see Val wrapped in a towel and smiling.
A moment passes, then Val laughs and you do too, as does Lena.
"Well, who's showering next?" Val asks.
Lena and you glance at each other, then you lean forward to get up. As you rise to your feet, Val grins at you and Lena and lets her towel fall away. Strands of her luscious, wavy blonde hair cascade down as she strikes a pose. Lena stares, dumbfounded. You nudge Lena's shoulder, "I know, right?”
Val snickers at you, "I thought you were gonna shower up,"
You roll your eyes, "Fine, fine. Can't go to bed all stinky I guess."
You catch a glimpse of Lena before you enter the bathroom. She's running her hands over Val's firm limbs with a mixture of lust and awe. You're showered in about a minute, and emerge with a towel wrapped around your lower half. Val and Lena are making out as you exit, and they look over at you with a start and a laugh. Val nudges Lena's shoulder, and Lena exhales and gets up. As she passes you, she hooks a finger into your towel, intending to remove it. You stop her, blushing slightly as you say, "Val is... More bold than I am. How about when you finish your shower, we strip together?"
Lena blushes and looks down. "Um, okay," she says in a small voice.
You sit down on the bed next to Val once Lena enters the bathroom. The two of you hold hands wordlessly as you wait. Barely a few minutes later, you hear the water stop, and some movement inside the bathroom. The latch opens, and Lena steps out, wrapped in a towel. She looks at you, uncertain. You say, "It's okay," and after getting a warm nod from Val, you get up and walk over to Lena. She's blushing brightly with excitement, and you can feel that you are too. You gently hook a finger into the edge of her towel, and she does the same with yours, then you both pull.
The air feels cool on your naked body.
The two of you stand there for a moment, just looking at each other. You can feel the blood rushing into your head, and you can almost feel the heat from Lena's body radiating off of her.
You give Lena a good look, as she does the same to you.
You feel a touch of strangeness to be looking down at a woman's face rather than up, but you don't dwell on the thought. Her eyes are very expressive, and her round cheeks compliment her full lips. You estimate her breasts to be around D-cups with soft pink areolae. Lena's tummy is swollen from her feasting, but a doughy layer of pudge sits on top and would hang a bit if she weren't glutted. Lena shaves her pubis, and her vulva is full and inviting, but you don't think sex is in the cards for tonight, despite everything. Her ass, hips, and thighs are where the action really is, all of them wide, dimpled, and gently curving in all the right places. Your fingers gently squish into Lena's hips as you gently grip them, and the sensation of her fat under your hands is incredible. Lena gasps sharply at your touch, and pulls you in for a desperate kiss. She moans loudly as you ply your lips against hers, and your fingers run up and down her back. You feel her head roll back, and you move your lips to the bottom of her neck. She pulls away, and runs some fingers along your face with a pleased smile.
"Gorgeous, isn't she?" you hear Val approach you and Lena.
Lena blushes red and you look at Val, who has wrapped you and Lena up in her long arms.
Val nibbles your ear and giggles, "You can say Lena's hot, Anon. I already know how hot you think I am."
Val's voice is sensual and gentle, and you can tell she's genuinely smitten with Lena.
"Yeah, Lena's a certified babe, I think," you say.
Lena giggles and lovingly grabs Val by the ass. You jump a little as Lena's other hand finds your ass too.
"Flattery will get you everywhere,” she purrs.
Suddenly Lena yawns. A look of dismay descends upon her face. "Aw... I just ruined the mood, didn't I?”
You run a fingernail up Lena's spine, causing her to shudder.
"Not at all," you say. "After all, what better way to end a night than by sliding into a food coma in the arms of two of your hot friends?"
You and Val chuckle, and Lena blushes but hugs you and Val.
Val tenderly plants some kisses on Lena's forehead, and the shorter girl says, "Yeah, that does sound nice."
At that, the three of you make your way to the bed and crawl under the covers. You're all still giddy with the novelty of your situation and the sheer strength of mutual attraction you feel. Lena and Val both snuggle up against you, and you get an idea of what it's like to have your heart in a place where there's room for all of you at once. You don't know what caused you to wax philosophical all of a sudden, but you smile with a follow-up thought. You hope that the place your heart found has room to grow, since your affection has a way of turning into extra pounds.
You smile and kiss Lena on the forehead. She mumbles happily and presses into you. She's so soft and warm, you still can't believe it. Val nuzzles into your shoulder, and you kiss her cheek. She responds similarly, and you realize that she's already asleep. You close your eyes and relax into the heavenly sensations of the soft sheets and a beautiful woman on either side of you, and sleep finds you soon enough.