Unexpected Affections
Copyright© 2025 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 50
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 50 - Oliver is surrounded by friends and loves his nerdy life, but after entering a silly Dating App contest his life starts to turn upside down. This is a slow-burn harem story about a big (in size and quality) nerd and the various women in his life.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Sharing Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Oriental Female Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Oral Sex Petting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex Size 2nd POV
“Hey, how are you feeling?” April asked as Zara flopped into the passenger seat of her car. Her friend was dressed in a crop top and tight jeans, and was wearing her hiking boots. Her red hair was pulled back into a half-pony and she had her sunglasses firmly planted on the front of her face.
“Why the fuck are we doing this?” Zara sighed dramatically, looking over at her friend.
“Because I need to keep making a good impression on the important people in Oliver’s life,” April said. “And you’re important in my life, and mixing social circles is part of a real relationship.”
“But I don’t even live here,” Zara groaned, putting a petulant little whine into it on purpose as she smirked. “Seriously. We could spend a Saturday doing us stuff. Or, since all these ‘important people’ are gonna be busy with these plans, we could go over to Oliver’s and run back Thursday night.”
“I guess you aren’t feeling ‘like my pussy is a gaping cavern, you monster-cocked cunt-ruiner,’” April said with a smirk, mimicking her friend’s voice almost flawlessly.
Zara rolled her eyes. “No. I feel much better than yesterday morning, thank you.”
“Oh, please,” April snorted. “You felt pretty fucking good yesterday morning, too.”
Zara smiled a little, thinking back twenty-four hours. Waking up the first time sandwiched between April and Ollie had been nice, even if she’d had to wriggle her way out so she could go empty her bladder. Waking up that second time though had been sheer luxury. Oliver’s cock had been half-hard and pressing against her ass, and she’d started licking April’s cleavage until her friend had woken up and fed Zara her nipples. Once Oliver had woken up and realised what was going on he’d really woken up and Zara had gotten a fantastic early morning screw and a nice little pick-me-up orgasm before both she and April had gotten under the covers and tag-teamed sucking his giant prick until he’d come.
Then they’d cleaned up, gotten dressed and went out to breakfast at this cute little cafe before Ollie had headed to work and she and April had fetched April’s car to head home.
“Oh, shit,” Zara said, her face dropping a little. “I forgot to tell you. The girl he lives with, the one who was working at the coffee place-”
“Hikaru?” April asked.
“Sure,” Zara nodded. “I got up in the middle of the night to pee and kinda ran into her waiting outside the bathroom.”
“Oh,” April said with a little frown. “Well ... I guess that’s ... kind of awkward.”
“I was butt fuckin’ naked,” Zara clarified.
“Uuugh,” April groaned. The only reason she wasn’t more dramatic about it was because she was driving. “Zara, that’s so much worse.”
“Well, how was I supposed to know she’d be up at four in the morning?” Zara argued. “Are you trying to tell me you would have gotten dressed to go pee?”
“No, but I’m his girlfriend. And I’ve met her before at least.”
“Well, it happened,” Zara said. “And I didn’t want to bring it up around him.”
“She’s going to be with us today,” April said. “Like, if you’d given me some warning I could have called ahead of time to apologise or something. Mitigate how ... fucking awkward this could be. What if she told Margot and Hannah?”
“I still don’t know who these people are, Ape,” Zara said.
“Margot is his neighbour,” April said. “She’s like ... picture a blonde cowgirl and you pretty much have the right mental image. They haven’t known each other for a long time but they’re good friends. And Hannah is his oldest, longest friend. She’s his Zara. She’s this short blonde, super athletic, and totally the opposite of him but in all the right ways and history to make them practically inseparable.”
Zara groaned, rubbing her hands over her face and under her sunglasses. “OK,” she mumbled. “You do realise that like everything you just said is a major red flag, right? His best, oldest friend is a hot athletic chick and his second-best friend is a hot cowgirl. If we have to fight these bitches for him we’re probably gonna get our asses handed to us. I mean, I’ll cut a bitch for you, but if he didn’t fuck like he does I don’t know if he’d be worth it.”
“The sex doesn’t make it worth it, he does,” April said. “And I’ve met them both, they’re polite and nice and are setting this whole thing up so we can get to know each other. That’s a green flag - it would be red if they were trying to avoid me or exclude me or something.”
“Or they are planning to murder us both and bury us ... wherever we’re going,” Zara sighed.
“I’m, like, 78 per cent sure they aren’t going to kill us.”
Zara blinked and looked over at April. “That is way lower than I thought it would be.”
April snorted and then grinned as she shook her head, taking a moment to focus on making her left turn before picking the conversation up again. “So, other than the potential murder-trip we’re on and how the sex with my boyfriend was friggin’ amazing, how are you actually feeling?”
Zara sighed and looked out the passenger window, avoiding the question.
“Zara,” April pushed. “Are we OK?”
“Of course we’re OK,” Zara said. “I ate your pussy, you ate mine, both of them were full of your boyfriend’s fucking gallon of spunk - I mean, for real, that was a ridiculous amount of cum. I felt bloated, sucking it all up.”
“Guess that’s why you hogged most of it the next morning,” April deadpanned.
That actually got Zara to blush and she looked out the window again. “We’re fine, babe,” she said.
“How fine?”
“What does that even mean?”
“Like, you just mentioned you’d be down to bail on this trip and go have another threesome,” April pointed out. “Which would mean us having sex again. Look, Zara, I had a lot of fun and I totally fucking love you. Having sex with you was awesome and we were dumb for not doing it before. But I need to know if we’re OK. Are we OK if we never have sex again? Are we OK if Oliver is only comfortable if we have sex with him there? Could you handle that?”
“I’m not some bitch in heat, dragging my cunt across the carpet,” Zara said. “Whatever works for you.”
“That’s not an answer,” April said.
“Well, it’s the answer I’m giving.”
“That’s not good enough for me.”
“What do you want me to say?” Zara asked.
“The truth.”
“The truth? Whose truth? Yours, mine, or his?”
April scoffed. “The truth, Zara.”
“Fine, the truth is that what we did last night was the best sex I’ve ever had bar none, I’ve never felt closer to you than when I woke up in your arms that morning, and I’ve never felt safer with a guy than with Oliver and that’s fucking weird because I met him that night but you vouching for him and seeing him with you made it really fucking easy. I don’t know if I’m actually OK because my best friend, who I love and have fantasised about fucking for years, is in a relationship with the only guy who has ever made me come and that I could actually see myself developing feelings for. But he’s also not my type and is a giant fucking nerd who needs to lose like two hundred pounds and get a fucking makeover before he’d be actually attractive enough for either of us and yet somehow none of that matters because he makes me feel squishy inside and I don’t want to feel fucking squishy because that’s fucking uncomfortable for me. And now I’m meeting his goddamn friends instead of taking advantage of the two more days I’m in town and getting more time alone with you or him.” She gasped in a breath at the end, then raised her feet and planted her heels on her seat as she tucked her face between her bent knees.