The Letter
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. The sky was the beautiful blue of summer, but the temperature kept to the soft mildness of fall. Walking down the street to Ellen's house he kicked a random pile of leaves that sat along the sidewalks edge. School started and the kids were back in full swing. His student were already whinning. Shaking his head, his eyes drifted of the typical suburb neighbourhood. It was a nice neighbour. All the house lined up in their rows. Each lawn kept in order, and each mailbox in line with the next. It was quiet, despite being a Saturday. Karaat had no problems omitting in was a little envious. "She picked out a good spot." Karaat muttered, at the end of this street, was a large corner lot. One his best friend, her words not his, Ellen Mira Mathers had bought to settle down in last year. Karaat sighed at the memory of it. He had help pick out that three bedroom, two bath home. He like a fool thought, thinking that it meant something a little bit more. Stopping in front of her place, he stared at the little white mail box, with it's tiny violet flowers painted on it. They were the same colour has her eyes, and the thought brought a heavy eight to his heart. "One year goes by so fast." He mused. Last year he saw her small, curvy frame bouncing around this very yard. Talking with great excitement about what they could all do to fix up the house. Only to flush a brilliant shade of pink when he smiled at her. Ellen was a shy and meek girl. He thought all the signs were there. They hung out often, laughed, shared the same tastes in music. If Karaat wasn't careful and let his eyes drift on her for to long. They would both end up as stuttering, blushing messes. "The letter." Karaat eyes drifted along the top of the box. To confess he had written her a letter. He had gone all out with it to. Getting special thick paper, infused with lavender; a favourite scent of hers. Learning how to use a dip pen, because according to the shop keep, it as the only way to write on that paper. He spill his heart out on that eight by eleven paper. Tucked it into a enveloped sealed it with a purple wax seal and sent it out through the mail, and waited. "Never did get a responds." Karaat's hand dropped from the box. Thinking that it was all for the best. That the two didn't get together, and bless Ellen's for being kind enough to ignoring it. Had she responding, even if to do a simple rejection? It could have gotten awkward between the two of them. Given how shy Ellen was, Karaat was happy she still spoke to him. "She must have died of embarrassment." Karaat stepped away from the mail box and walked up the drive way. It was thinking of her embarrassment, and how hard she much have worked to keep the status quo. That help Karaat burr his feelings. Walking up the steps of her white porch, he reminded himself that at least she was a good friend. A best friend, and that was better than nothing. Knocking on the door he waited, it didn't sting as much as it used to. In fact Karaat liked to think that he had this best friend thing down to an art form. Look at today. Here he was, standing in front of Ellen's door. Waiting to get in for a brunch date with her and her steady girlfriend. That's right. Ellen had found herself someone to love, and Karaat had to omit they were pretty darn perfect for each other. "Karaat, you made it." Ellen opened the door with a drooping smile. Karaat knew that right way something was off. Her Nordic blonde hair, tumbled around her, like it needed a good brushing. Ellen was a neat women and wouldn't let Karaat see her like this as a rule. Her purple-coloured eyes had bags underneath and look a bit red around the edges, Ellen look raged. Her pale skin looked a few shades shy of death and a slender body wrapped in jeans and a grey t-shirt. For someone who loved her suite, something wasn't off. Something was plain wrong. "Ellen is everything okay?" Karaat stepped in and brushed some of her loose hair behind her ear. Ellen flushed and eyes darted away. "Everything is fine." Ellen was a poor liar, but she also would clam up if she didn't want to speak up. "Where's Reine?" Karaat couldn't get Ellen to spill, Reine could and would if the situation called for it. Looking around the simple decorated hallway he didn't see her right away. "Is she in the kitchen?" After meeting Reine, and getting over being beat out by a girl; he found out a lot of things about her. Like how she wasn't that bad of a cook, and she spent a lot of time prepping the meals for their get together s. "There is nothing wrong Karaat." Ellen pulled on his elbow, giving him a view of one of her smiles. Tired, but not forced either. "I had a long night." Ellen turned pink and turned away. Karaat thought came to a complete stop. Worn out, plus mussed up hair and add a embarrassed Ellen. Karaat didn't have to be a math teacher to do the math on this one. "Sorry!" Karaat laughed it off, but has a man. He couldn't resisted the out pouring of metal images out putting at the back of his mind. "Not used to seeing you without a suit on, I guess." Karaat brushed it off, and fought back those mental images with shear will power. Otherwise he would have to explain his appearance. Best friends do not find their friend's getting it on hot. No matter who they were dating. "Reine's finishing off fruit salad in the kitchen." Ellen waved him to follow behind her. "Let's get some of it." Knowing the place, almost more than he knew his own apartment; Karaat stepped in line behind Ellen. Calming himself into a zen like friend state. He felt back in the game by the time they turned into the kitchen, dinning area. "Hey Karaat." Reine is unarguably a beautiful woman with pale skin. She still looks to be in her twenties, but Karaat never got a real age out of her. She was always saying that she hasn't slept in thirty years, so he couldn't be sure. Reine was very mature, intelligent too. Karaat could believe she was much older than she appeared. Her long, unkempt, pale blue hair. Tied into a right-side ponytail and blue eyes which seems to always be sleepy. Never was usual for her, so Karaat let the last bit of tension seep off his shoulders. When he met her at his school, he had found her to be a bit cold. After some time he saw how the kids loved her, Reine's physics class was very popular. Surprisingly enough, and despite her usual cold demeanour. She has proven countless times to be a very sensitive. And a very considerate and understanding person. Karaat was happy that Ellen had hooked up with her. He knew that at least Reine would take good care of Ellen. "Hey Reine, what;s on the menu today?" Karaat went straight to the white table clothed round table. That sat in the far corner of the spacious kitchen. Pulling out the center chair, which had sort of become his spot whenever he visited. "M mm, fruits and muffins." Reine pushed her small circular frames over the of dark circles beneath her blue eyes. "It was a long night." Reine grabbed her chair and tucked herself in. Grabbing a random muffin from the tables basket. Karaat looked over the tables spread, a selection of whole fruits, and diced were in the middle. In the end Karaat decided to join Reine and have a muffin. "Did I interrupt?" Karaat asked. Pulling his muffin apart in his hands. "I can take this muffin to go." Karaat wiggled his muffin top in the air. "No, we spent the night talking." Ellen asserted her innocence. Karaat bit down on the muffin, taking some joy in watching Ellen become so flustered. It was one of the things that made her so cute. "Otherwise we wouldn't have answered the door." Reine spoke up. Making Ellen groan and hide her face in her hands. "Reine!" Ellen protested, Karaat watch Reine shrug her shoulders, as if saying so what. Ellen shoot her head and grabbed the bowl of slice apples. Picking at them with a pout forming on her lip. "Can I ask what about?" Lending Ellen a helping hand by changing the subject. "Well, we got some mail the other day." Ellen became fidgety. Playing with her apple slices by spinning them around the bowl with her finger. "Work related?" Karaat took another bit of his muffin. Enjoying the fruit juices popping in his mouth. "Um, no." Ellen kept her gaze away from his. What could embarrass her? Something medical? "Did you get the colon screen test in the mail again?" Karaat gave her a sympathetic smile. He saw her get the first one, the shades of pink that crawled up her face that day was amazing. "She got a letter." Reine said polishing off the last of her muffin with a refined speed. "That's bad?" Karaat couldn't see why that would cause any problems. Letters were rare to come by these days. Most people emailed, even spam came by email. "Depends on how you react." Reine said, pulling an envelope from under one of the fruit bowls. She tossed it in front of him. The rough scratch of black ink scrawling the front of the envelope made the rest of his muffin fall from his hand. "You remember it then?" "I-I." Karaat stuttered unable to form words. What could he say? What could he say? Karaat mind spun with vague and horrible thoughts. His spine crawled with a cold that spread throughout his body. She kept it? Why bring it up now. Did this mean she wanted him out of his life. There life? Tucking his hand into a fist to steady himself. Karaat ready himself to face the music. "This-this why you asked me here today?" Karaat started off with a stutter, but ended with a strong voice. Feeling a little more steady he got ready to defend himself, and to get out of here. Before things got awkward, and all the memories they had became toed to bitter feelings. "Yes. Karaat why didn't you ever tell me?" Ellen turned to him lip tucked in-between her teeth. "I wrote this letter a year ago, and you ask me why now?" Karaat pushed himself away from the table, putting more of a distance between them. "Isn't that rather cruel?" Karaat turned away from Ellen, his eyes passing by Reine's cool eyes. How she managed to stay calm. Karaat had no idea. "To bring this up now. I wouldn't have thought this of you." Karaat finished, shaking his head. Getting angry with himself. "I just found out!" Ellen jumped up out the chair, sending it rocking before it setting back down. "That's bullshit Ellen!" Karaat yelled dragging a hand through the spiked locks of his black hair. Why did this have to happen? Hadn't he been a good friend? Hadn't they agreed, albeit silently; to move on without saying anything? Didn't he celebrate Ellen finding such a good spouse? "I did everything right!" So why? Karaat cried inside. His pride keeping it from being side out loud. "The letter is dated to last year. Going by the stamp." Reine tapped the table. Karaat grimace looking at her. He was a guy, who wrote a love letter to the girl she loved. No matter how old, he wouldn't have liked it. "I know, but the mailman dropped it off yesterday." Ellen spoke tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Unable to watch them fall Karaat turned away. "Even if that's true." Karaat started. "It is true. I picked the mail up myself." Reine said, sounding calm as ever. With his back to them he couldn't see her face, and he didn't want to but, he turned himself around. Facing the cool beauty of Reine and the tear filled eyes of Ellen. His heart hurt with the sadness that was hard to describe. "Since it true." Agreeing with Reine. It seemed crazy, and impossible. Out of the three of them. Reine was the one that was least likely to lie about the letter. Not that he could make himself believe that Ellen would lie. "Then there is no point in me being here anymore." Karaat turned to leave, since tomorrow was Sunday, and he didn't have school. He planned on getting very, very drunk. "I wouldn't say that." Reine said, a playful quality making her voice lighter. "What?" Karaat asked. Confusion clouding his thoughts. "I always loved you Karaat." Ellen's voice was small, above a whisper and hard to hear. Karaat heard it all the same. "When I met Reine." Ellen paused, Karaat couldn't take it. "You what, gave up?" Karaat voice broke up. "Moved on?" Karaat couldn't understand, why she was saying this. It was a twist of a two sided knife, that only served to hurt them both. "You have. I know you have." Karaat waved his hand at Reine. "I can see your happy." "Yes, but I think there are certain aspects of our relationship... that could use improvement." Reine place her chin in the palm of her hand. Her eyes scanning him down. Shocking Karaat to the core...did she mean? "I still love you...and if you still love me." Ellen moved around the table to take his hand in her small ones. "Reine thinks we can make this work." "How?" Karaat asked without thinking. He didn't doubt, question, rage or get insulted. He wondered. "How could this possible work?" "You are attractive man Karaat." Reine licked her lips. "Well muscled, clearly defined in your shirts. Your cute geeky side with your black rectangle glasses." Reine smiled with an intent that Karaat did not miss. Making his breathe hitch. "Reine omits to lusting after you." Ellen's hands shook, but she only held his hand tighter. "I still love you, and since Reine approves..." Ellen's words dropped off. Karaat stared at her. "Are you asking me to be with you." Karaat spoke first to Ellen, and then turned to Reine to confirm Ellen's words. "Both of you?" It was a man's dream, a fantasy that was joke about but never became a reality. "Knew you would figure it out." Reine gave him a wink. A wink. Karaat's mind was gone. This was far from what he expected. "Your words moved me. I never knew you felt in such a way." Ellen smiled a single tear falling from her right eye. Karaat raised his free hand, not willing to pull his hand from Ellen's grasps. Wiping the tear free from her face. "I want this to work." "How?" Karaat turned and ask Reine this. She was calm, collective and intelligent. Karaat believed she wouldn't have started to talk to him. Unless, she had a plan. "You'll see." Reine said coming around the table, she settling on her knees. Karaat backed off but bumped into Ellen who had moved behind him. She had let go of his hand and wrapped her hands around his waist before he could even blink, had she, they planned this? "The answer to the question behind your eyes is yes." Reine pulled his zipper down, Ellen pushed her chest to his back, while Reine crawled between his legs. Pulling at the flaps he pulled his jeans down low. His cock hard having such a beauty so close to his shaft and Ellen pressed on his back. "You can take it, right?" Karaat looked down at her. Reine smiled up at him."I warn you...I have a bit of a semen fetish." Karaat felt his eyes pop open wide. "You have a what?" Karaat words cracked, his heart pounding. Could they have similar interests? Pulling his cock head towards her closed mouth. "I want to see you take Ellen raw." Reine whispered the words, and she opened her mouth. "Fill her with you seed." Karaat like the grazing of teeth. Shuddering, he couldn't stop the small moan burning his throat. "I missed my birth control renewal. It'll be another couple days before I get a new prescription." Ellen whispered in his neck. Sending his body through the ringer has they pressed all the right buttons. Karaat found out years ago about the thrill of taking a women raw, without a condom. Reine mouth was over his length. Shaking Karaat quivered under Ellen's moving hands on his abs. Reine's sucking mouth on his cock,made that quiver harder. "Let me fill your mouth." Karaat held her head in his hands. He rolled his hips. He forgot everything and went with the moment. Taking control. He pushed himself in her slow. Her hands danced on his thighs. Digging her nails into his thighs. "Yes." Reine's released him to her hot breath tickling his head. Karaat smiled. Saying nothing he pushed back in. Riding her mouth like a pussy, Karaat thought back to those lonely moments of this past year. Now he had not Ellen rubbing his chest over his shirt. He had Reine, another stunning beauty on his cock, in a kitchen, in the early morning light. "So good." Karaat moaned. Smacking his cock into her until he gleamed his cum and her spit. He felt himself pulsate in Reine's mouth. Strumming his body. "M mm." Reine closed her eyes, nails biting his thighs. The wet roll off her tongue on his cock shaft. The hot depths of her throat. Teeth grazing his sides with each pull. With each thrust. Karaat moaned and coached her hands to hold him tighter. Karaat matched her breaths heave with breaths of his own. Felt the air puff out her nose. She panted but her lips were firm on his cock. "She looks amazing on your cock," Ellen purred. Thrusting inside her he bunched his hands in her long hair. Helping her keep her angle. His cock leaked and when he pulled out; her tongue darted out licking up his tip. Her speed and timing match him perfectly. Karaat wanted to see how long she could last. His cock pinched with need, but it wasn't release that couldn't wait. It already been moving inside her for a dozen thrusts. Karaat could do a dozen more. Yet, her needs shook and her whimpers rolled around his cock shaft. With a pleasant vibration. His legs wouldn't hold much more. "I'm cumming." Karaat said. Timing his release with a hard thrust of his hips, and a pull of his hands. He unloaded. Karaat felt the hard release of his balls. Trembling he let them go. Sighing with the tight ache and the pull. Flooded from his tip, he felt his cock get coated with his own semen. His own cum coated his cock and poor from her lips. Karaat pulled and thrusted again. Her mouth became a porthole of his desires, slick and wet. Hot and sticky. "Ah!" Karaat pulled out. He tossed his head back, Karaat hit Ellen's shoulder. He pulled her head to him. He cam with another cry. God, it was good. He deserved this. His hands let go of her head, her mouth slid of his cock. Her hand covered her mouth, she tried to swallow, but he saw the white leak from her hands. "Take it all." Karaat demanded. Feeling his cock drip from his semen that her mouth couldn't hold. He didn't look at it. Karaat looked at her. Her blue eyes still on his cock, the blue swirled with a dark heat. Karaat planned on taking advantage of. "I have a lot of semen." "I liked it." Her voice was hoarse, and she was still licking the cum off her lips. Karaat wanted to coat them so more. "Me too" Ellen moaned, her voice husky with desire. "Let me clean you up." She came over. Tongue flatting over her cock and leaking him straight up. "I don't waste a good thing." Her tongue rolled over his head. Karaat licked his lips. Closing his eyes he let her tongue lick him clean. Several strokes to do the top. She licked in bold strokes, and her hands played with his underside. Letting the blood flow to his cock. Karaat got hard. She took it all in stride. Licking his raising cock with an eager mouth. Following it until he was clean. "Bedroom." Ellen voice demanded. "Now." Pulling on his shirt. Reine let his cock go, with a throaty laugh. "Yes, let's fill you up. Right Karaat?" Reine look at him with sleepy eyes. "You won't know what hit you." Karaat promised with a rough edge. "Let's go." Ellen pulled him along and Reine followed behind. On the short journey, he lost his shirt pants, and boxers in quick session. He was ready by the time they reach the king size bed in their large master bedroom. Karaat watched Ellen raise the t-shirt above her head. Putting on a display of a previous forbidden skin. The curve of her breast pushed into the center making her bust appear larger than what it was. The white lace moulded and groomed her lithe form into a curvy wonderland. "Ellen," Karaat whispered his throat constricting, cutting him off from speaking further. Ellen didn't respond she only look at him. Her purple gaze starring at him, with a boldness that he didn't think Ellen could manage. Her small hands flicked the button of her jeans open. The sound felt like it echoed in Karaat's ears. The pull of her zipper made Karaat's body shake. Bending over she slid the jeans over the roundness of her butt. Giving him the perfect view of her breast, all but falling from their overflowing cups. Karaat didn't know what he wanted more, them to fall or for them to stay inside that white lace. Even if it was a few minutes longer. When her bare feet kicked out from the jeans and she stood in front of him. With the faintest hint of pink flushing down her body. Karaat's shaft pushed in a rush to the front of his jeans. "My turn." Reine came over tossing her shirt over her head. Revealing a slightly fuller bust than Ellen, and that was without the help of a push up bra. Where Ellen was a slow tease Reine was fast. Shaking her hair out of her shirt, her hands went straight to her jeans. Her black bra shined in the bedroom overhead light. Matching the thin thong that didn't hide anything from his eyes as she kicked off her jeans. "Now take her." Reine stood her her hands across underneath her chest. Her blue eyes still holding their sleepy looking qualities but holding a glint. Karaat felt was like that of a snake eyeing its prey. "I'm going to fill you up." Karaat wanted to fuck her. Fill her pussy, until it couldn't take anymore. Until it leaked out of her, he wanted Ellen that full of his Semen. "Bed." Karaat demanded. Feeling powerful in his position. Gone was the uncertainty that came with that letter, it's latest and his feelings. Carrying her while Ellen clung to his shoulders. His vision block by a mound full off breasts. Karaat got to the bed, an easy it with her tiny frame. His knees hit her bed he went down with her. "Reine." Karaat looked up and saw her watching, naked at the top of the bed. "Don't mind me." Reine said, getting herself comfortable. At ease with her nakedness. "Let go, or we'll never get going." "No foreplay, please." Ellen begged on her back. "Take me raw. Fill me up. Impregnate me." Karaat's hands pulled her thighs open, on his knees her raised and spread her legs around his waist. Karaat poised his cock at her wet pussy's entrance. Karaat laughed down at her slack mouth and half-lidded but hungry gaze. "Can you see yourself round with my babe." Karaat whispered. Knowing even if she couldn't, she would, and soon. "A healthy glow is already on her face." Reine purred at them. Karaat smiled and licked his lips. Ready to take, and claim what was his. "Get ready to scream." Karaat pushed himself in. She was tight. Wet and slick, Karaat didn't give her time to object. He pushed on, until struck the end, and hit her g-spot in one strike. "Karaat." Ellen's head flared back, his name gasping from her lips. Reine grab her hands and brought them above her head holding her tight. "In mere months you'll be round with my child." Karaat groaned. Getting a moan in respond, he pulled out and thrusted back in. Digging his hands her thighs he didn't let her squirm. Picking up his rhythm. Karaat kept to a three beat path. One beat he pushed in, hard and fast; until his balls strike her thighs in an audible slap. Two beat he staid in the tight wet pussy, letting the walls pull and suck at his latex covered cock. Third beat he would pull out, raise her ass by her thighs, tight enough to bruise; before repeating. "Karaat! Reine!" Karaat smiled his second round in. He never had someone call for another girl before. Karaat liked it, he could fill them both and make them both swell with his children. Would he have two women swollen at the same time, crying and withering as he spread his seed? "Now." Karaat whispered thrusting in for the third time. Her pussy squeezed his still hard cock. Not a pre-cum for her pussy to try to pull from the condom soaked with her pleasure. She screamed loud. Chest puffing to get air into her. She laid limp, but Karaat was still hard and would had yet to fill her up. Back to back rounds. He wouldn't let her stop yet. "Time for round two." Karaat said. Not only rock hard but not even out of breath. "What?" She looked up at him her purple eyes fogged with confusion. "Let do this." Reine helped Karaat flipped Ellen onto her stomach. Laughing when she gave a giggling scream. "What about Reine!" Panic made her frail her arms, she tried to lift herself up and an away from him. Karaat had a firm hold on her waist, switching it from her thighs. "I'm going to turn you into a mother." Karaat looked down at her. With mild amusement. Karaat was a still rock hard and ready to unload his cock. "I'm going to enter you. Fill you. I'm not going to stop until I impregnate you." Karaat smirked as her mouth dropped into a big and silent zero. "I can't wait to see it." Reine silenced Ellen with a kiss. While Karaat pushed his head into her still wet hole. A little looser from earlier, but tight. Karaat moaned low and long. Holding her ass in his hands, and body twisted in an awkward position to watch him. "I could cum., but are you ready to be a mother." Karaat pushed in slow. Closing his eyes. He let himself get lost in the swift movements of his hips and the slick squeezing his cock. Karaat felt like he was on fire. Stroking his head on the rough hair surrounding her puss. Soft panting noises were a rhythmic background call, there was no doubt it would be happening. Moans and pleas were the norm. He didn't have the time to listen them all. Karaat he focused on his sensations. Taking a Ellen from behind, letting her hug Reine, when he played he slow in and out game. This to Karaat. Was a guaranteed session, she would get pregnant. He felt it in every shiver of his body, the angle was right, Ellen was perfect and Reine was the cherry on top. An flawless moment. That Karaat could have only dreamed up. It was hot, wet and tight in all the right places. Pushing his cock in to mid-shaft. He teased himself with slow mid thrust. Tight quivers, stroke his cock; letting him in with slicker motions. Opening his eyes, he saw her body change into one that was heavy with his child. Reine mouth caught Ellen's screams. Knowing she already cam, Karaat switch to a long thrust. Hitting her hard enough in her depths, to bring on another wave of pleasure. "Karaat." Reine moaned with each thrust that he pushed into Ellen. Like she felt the moves herself. Tiny tremors rolled up his cock with her continued release. Karaat's felt Ellen filled with his pre-cum. Feeling like he had given her enough. Karaat decided to bring it to a close. "Ellen tell me." Karaat pulled her closer to him. She moaned, and Reine moved to a better place, where Ellen was in her lap. "Whose the father of your child?" "You Karaat," She whispered. Reine brushed her hair with her fingers."Please." Ellen whispered. "Yes I am." Karaat shudder with her words. Him and only him would rub her inside with his bare cock. Pulling her closer, and she came willing like they all did. "That's a good girl." Karaat "Don't forgot about Reine now." Karaat whispered feeling generous. Holding her ass into his hands he growled. "I like the sound of that." Reine whispered. Moving she spread her legs, and Ellen moved to it with a bit of guidance. "Now let's finish this." She pushed her pussy into Ellen's face, and Karaat pushed his cock. Pushing his head into her. For one final round. "Yes." Karaat agreed. Watching Ellen suckle, and lick at Reine pussy. Karaat wasn't going to much longer. Bending himself over her he thrusted himself in rough. Loosing any rythm, he just wanted to unload, fill and take her bare eggs as his own. Spreading his seed in the most primitive way a man could, by taking his women. "Ah!" Reine screamed. Forcing herself into Ellen's face. Karaat groaned moving his hips faster, stronger, harder. Ellen voice turned to panted screams. Muffled by Reine's pussy. Karaat saw Reine's eyes close and her hair flair around her face. Her head back with the strength of her scream. Tight and pulsating Ellen clamped on his cock. "Damn!" Karaat yelled cumming. Shaking, balls aching with a strong shot into Ellen. Only pulling out once his cock stopped his tiny shakes, making sure to get every drop into her. Karaat brought crawled up to slump beside the limp girls. Karaat wasn't being full of himself to say. That he knew she would have to keep track of this month PMS, to ensure she wasn't with child. What they would about it if she was? Would be a decision they could make once they woke up. Karaat drifted off to sleep with a satisfying feeling in his heart and a smile on his lips. When the two women snuggled in beside him? That made things ideal.