Message-ID: <20560eli$9903140450@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: ArtaDeux@aol.com Subject: {NEW}Kristianna for Two I(20/?)(mf,cons,pub,rom) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <926156b3.36eb0c00@aol.com> The following work contains sexually explicit language and may contain graphic descriptions of various sex acts. If you are not 18 years of age, or this sort of thing is prohibitted in your town, city, county, state, country, province, or erotica is offensive to you, STOP READING. I, the author give permission for this work to be posted and archived on ASSM and ASS, according to their standards and welcome reviewer's (Celestial and Annex) comments. This work may not be posted to any pay sites or reproduced for profit, other than for the author's own monetary benefit. If you have a personal comment, please feel free to e-mail me at 'Art aDeux@AOL.com'. I will only respond to nice people so don't bother e-mailing me if you're going to be a jerk. Copyright 1999 Art aDeux@AOL.com (Sasha) Kristianna 20 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!" -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----