Billi
Copyright© 2025 by Charlie for now
Chapter 4
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 4 - All he wanted to do was get the network job finished, but the customer’s daughter wound up doing much more for him than he could have imagined at the time. One never knows what might come up from the past and change your life forever. Charlie ran into Billi again after several years and the result was more than phenomenal. Charlie’s dad told Billi’s dad to keep her away from him when they were kids. Didn’t work. Oh, shucks.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Romantic Polygamy/Polyamory
Once I got them into the house, Billi took Tiffany to the guest room and was there for several minutes before she came to our room. I was already in bed at the time, propped up on a pillow and looking at emails and things on my iPad. The news was droning on quietly in the background so I could glance at the headlines on the bottom of the screen occasionally.
Billi came around the bed, kissed me softly on the lips and told me she’d be right back, that she was going to shower.
“Need any help?” I asked her.
“Always, lover. I’ll never turn you down. You know that.”
I did. Help her. I love running my hands all over her body, slick with soap and water, neck to toes, stopping in between, making sure those special places on her abdomen, flanks, thigh creases, behind her knees, and such were well taken care of and caressed. By the sound of her groans, she was appreciating the attention.
She did the same for me, then without consummating our love during shower time, we dried off and went to bed. I was kissing her neck and moving down toward her breasts when I felt the bed move. I was about to jerk away, but Billi’s hand caught me and held my head softly.
“Don’t, Charlie. Don’t stop. Please. Make love to me, hon.”
I didn’t stop, but I knew we had an audience, and I wasn’t sure whether I was apprehensive, or what, since my erection had just doubled in size. I knew it felt like it at the time. I’d never experienced anything like this, so it was all new territory for me.
“Don’t mind me. I’m just watching, and maybe ... Just maybe...” Tiffany’s voice faltered. It was then that I felt her hand on the small of my back. My butt was still up in the air as I was working kisses down the front side of my most important possession. My love. My life. I didn’t want anything getting in the way...
“I’ll never get in the way of anything going on in this house, people. You two are in love, the way love is supposed to be, and doing anything to harm that would be a blasphemy of uncertain magnitude.”
Could she read my mind like Billi did?
“I’ll never be a detriment to your relationship. I just want to see what it’s supposed to be like with someone you truly love. A man you truly love. I know what it’s like with someone you truly love. In a time long ago and a galaxy far away, I was you, Charlie.” Her hand cupped my ass cheek and squeezed slightly. More of a caress than a squeeze.
I looked at her. She looked at me. I looked at Billi. Billi looked back, then looked at Tiffany and nodded. Tiffany took my face in her hands and kissed me. A soft, loving kiss, then when she released me, she did the same with Billi. When they broke their kiss, Billi reached up for my face and brought me down to hers and kissed me soundly. Tongues, heat, breath, love, fire, emotion.
“I love you more than anything in the world, Charlie. Don’t ever think otherwise. Ever.”
My dick was as hard as a rock at that point. I had Billi beneath me, naked as a jaybird, wet, willing, waiting, legs open for me, all I had to do was ... Tiffany, sitting beside me in a sheer black teddy, reached between my legs and held my erection down so when I moved my hips forward, I went straight into my little wife’s cunny, as hard and as big as I’d ever been.
“Oh, my God, Charlie, never. Holy crap, it’s bigger. How can that ... AAHHHHGGGG.” She tensed up and had an orgasm as I entered her. Tiffany’s hand moved away from my cock and brushed my taint and my anus as she went back to rubbing my butt. I tried not to, but I slammed myself into Billi, and went a bit wild, not fast, but deep, and hard, and reaching down to pull her ass up to me, filled her to the base of my dick, pushing against her cervix. We both felt it. Billi chirped. I immediately pulled back.
“No, honey, no. I’m fine. You were in me so far, so deep, so full. Oh, my! Come back to me, please.”
I did, holding her ass again and pulling her up to me, thrusting as far as I could. Her heels were on my back now, curling her torso up and into me as well, putting us together as close as we could be and as deep as I had ever been when she yelped. Again, Billi reached for my face and pulled me to hers, planting a scorching kiss on me and telling me again how much she loved me.
Tiffany chose that time to take a couple of her fingers and slowly drag them softly down my spine all the way from my hairline to my asshole, the feeling of which drove me over the edge to the most powerful, most painful, most complete, longest, most draining orgasm I’d ever experienced. Billi, thankfully, came at the same time, the two of us sharing a climax for the ages. I saw white dots on a swirling black background in my closed eyes and my head felt like it would blow right off my neck.
My head hit the pillow next to Billi’s. She held me to her, and I lay there, panting, trying to catch my breath. I felt her gasp a bit, so I propped myself up on my elbows so she could breathe a bit easier.
“Thank you, Charlie. Thank you. I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, honey. Are you all right? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I asked her.
“No. I couldn’t be finer. Roll over and lie down, hon.” I did.
That was when I saw Tiffany again, wearing her sheer black teddy, a very sexy little outfit, that hid none of her attributes. She was a gorgeous specimen of woman flesh. That specimen rose to her knees and right over my wife, kissed me again.
“Thank you for not kicking me out, Charlie.”
“You’re welcome. In more ways than one, Tiffany. You’re welcome here, as long as you don’t try to take my love from me. And you’re welcome for thanking me for not kicking your ass out and instead putting up with your gentle and I dare say loving caresses while Billi and I were making love.”
“I already told you. I’ll never come between you. Unless you put me there for some nefarious purpose to which if it ever happened I’d most assuredly not say, ‘No,’” Tiffany said, grinning.
She then backed up a bit, kissed Billi and then looked over at me and asked, “would you be offended if I asked to clean your wife up a bit? She looks messy.”
I had to laugh, because I knew this was going to wind up happening sooner or later the way things were going and the way the girls were acting. “No, by all means be my guest. That is if it’s all right with her.” Billi nodded, but to me, not to Tiffany. That meant something to me. Billi wanted to make sure this was fine between her and me, not between Tiffany and her.
Tiffany went to town on Billi’s pussy, cleaning her up nicely and giving my loving wife yet another orgasm that actually put her to sleep. She then approached me and cleaned off my cock, the same way, looking into my eyes as she did it. In between sucks, licks, and kisses, she said, “I should have waited for her permission, but I think she would have deferred that to you, anyway, and it needed to be done soon, or you would have had to go clean up. She’s not coming back to us tonight, I don’t think, so ... I hope you didn’t mind.”
“Not at all. I think we understood each other when you went down on her that this might happen, and she was okay with it. You need any help?” I asked her, knowing full well whatever I did, it wouldn’t be inside her with my flagging erection. Not because I was soft, but because that was something I wouldn’t dream of doing without Billi’s full and complete consent and participation.
“You like eating pussy?” she asked, again grinning.
I grinned mischievously while nodding, held my hands out for her and pulled her up over my face, popping the snap crotch of her teddy, then setting her down so that my mouth had full purchase on her vulva, and did my best. The feel of the sheer nylon material on her body was almost erotic enough to get me hard again, but as extensive as my last climax had been, thankfully it didn’t happen. I brought her twice as she held the headboard, moving as she might on my face. When she thought she was done, I sat up, rolling her onto her back, picked her thighs up, placing her feet on my shoulders, and tongued her butt and pussy while twiddling her clit between my thumb and forefinger until she gave me one last orgasm and fell dead asleep.
I left her there, upside down on the bed, climbed into the other side, Billi’s side of the bed, since she was in the middle, and after taking a drink of water, fell asleep easily. Oh, what a night.
Morning brings sunshine, and sunshine is the best disinfectant. I think I’m mixing sayings there, but the main point is that something was about to have sunshine shone on it. I woke up alone, hearing laughter and kibitzing going on in the kitchen.
“Yo! Am I still happily married?” I asked, hoping for a positive answer.
“IT LIVES! I’ll take him some coffee, hon. Be right back,” I heard, then hearing the patter of bare feet coming into the room, saw the little black sheer teddy under a black silk wrap, that just covered Tiffany’s ass, but wasn’t closed in the front, so I was getting a good look at a beautiful woman in very pretty lingerie. “Yes, you are still happily married.”
She handed me my coffee and let me take a couple of sips.
“You’re pretty good at eating pussy, I mean, for a boy. Did you know that?”
“So, I’ve been told. Your girlfriend is the one that said it, and from what I now understand, between the two of you, you should know. What do we do now?”
“You kiss me, put on a robe and come out to the table where your beautiful and talented wife is about to put waffles, sausage, and orange juice on for breakfast. Then we swim, sun, and talk, just like the plan calls for. Are you going to be all right with that, or do you want me to leave right now and never come back?”
I kissed her, placing my hand on the back of her head to hold her so she knew I meant it. “No, don’t leave. Let’s stick with the plan. I need some exercise, and after seeing you in that teddy, I can’t wait to see what you brought to swim in.”
She rose, held her hand out, and pulled me up. I grabbed my robe off the back of the door, put it on and followed her, knowing my life was going to be as exciting as any man could ask for.
Breakfast consisted of, as she mentioned, waffles, sausage, orange juice, and a conversation about what happened the prior evening, or should I say evening into early morning. Both felt that everything was fine, and the evening of dancing and dinner served to remind both of them that they had feelings for each other, still to that day.
“Remember what I said, though, Charlie, I love you more than I can say, and right here in front of God and Tiffany and you and anyone else who might be listening, I love you more and cherish you and our relationship more than any other. I will until I stop breathing.”
“That’s a little melodramatic, isn’t it?” I asked.
“No. It’s just her being the romantic she’s always been. I believe her, though, and hope beyond hope she lives and dies that dream. I certainly won’t do anything to change her mind. Thank you for letting me play a bit last night. I enjoyed it. I enjoy her and I enjoyed you, and wouldn’t mind the chance to do it again, if you’ll allow it, Charlie.”
“That’s up to the Missus, Tiffany. I wouldn’t turn you down, but it has to be through her.”
“Yes,” Billi said. “Just keep in mind, rekindling our fire can’t get in the way of my life with Prince Charles. Charlie, can you be okay with this? I mean, as long as it’s all three of us and we don’t go sneaking off behind your back?”
“Let’s set that as a parameter. For the time being, all rekindling has to be with all three of us around the fire. Sound good?” Both of them nodded. “Cool, then. I think I can handle it. I will tell you now, though, this is not something that happens to most men, has never happened to me in the past, and something I will not take for granted. If it doesn’t go south, I will be thankful for what you two are offering.”
At that point, Billi rose, came to me, got my empty plate, kissed me, whispered, “Thank you,” in my ear and started cleaning off the table.
Tiffany stood, came to me, kissed me, got my empty juice glass, and didn’t whisper. “Thank you. You won’t be sorry. At least not because of something I do.” She kissed me again, this time licking my lips, and followed Billi over to the sink where they started cleaning up the breakfast mess, what little there was.
I showered, alone this time, then just sat in the family room watching the boob tube and fiddling around on my tablet for a couple of hours while they chatted in the kitchen, then I heard some movement behind me.
“Sun’s out, buns out. Come on, hon, join us outside. No need to change. Those shorts will be just fine,” Billi said, smiling a mischievous smile.
“Seriously? They don’t swim well.”
“You won’t be swimming in them, hon. Come on,” my wife said, holding her hand out for mine.