Triplets Make Five

“But does it require me to keep after eighty people?” I asked.

“How about this? You go sit down with some of the other moms and get off your feet. I’ll bring you a glass of wine, then I’ll run behind the rest of the party.”

“Can you handle that?” I asked.

“I’ve brought businesses to empires, Delilah. I think I can handle a party.”

“Suit yourself,” I said. “I’ll be waiting for my wine.”

Six months into bringing the kids home from the hospital, our apartment became cramped. No matter how we arranged it or what we did, there just wasn’t enough room for all of us. Even with the four bedrooms and spreading the children out as they got older, it was too much. I didn’t have any space for myself, Preston was always complaining about running into things, and the bigger the kids got the smaller their play space seemed.

So, Preston got to work.

He researched homes we could grow into as a family and we walked around to a couple of properties. Some were too big and posed too many hazards with having three small children, but we finally settled on a place just outside of Philly. It had seven bedrooms, five bathrooms, a massive kitchen that poured into a large living room space, a wonderful dining area, and lots of land for the kids to eventually run around on.

It was perfect for us, and we moved in as soon as we could.

Now, we were planning our wedding. We weren’t doing anything extravagant, much to his parent’s disappointment. His mother had been waiting all her life to plan her only son’s wedding, so we ended up having to compromise. If she allowed us to have a small civil ceremony like we wanted, then we would let her throw us a massive wedding reception afterwards. She could invite whoever she wanted, decorate it however she wanted, and serve whatever she thought would be good to eat.

His mother was enthralled with the idea, and the dispute was settled.

Preston was running around like a rabid animal trying to keep up with everything and all I could do was laugh. He looked frazzled as he escorted people out of our home, trying to get them out as fast as he could. I knew what he was looking forward to. I knew what he was ready for. My parents had offered to take the triplets out to the park to explore for a couple of hours so Preston and I could have some alone time.

Our first true moment of alone time since the kids had been born.

Preston helped pack up our kids and away they went. My father was carrying Charlotte while Abigail and Aiden rode in the stroller. Their diaper bags were jam-packed with everything they could possibly need, and it was almost comical how ready Preston was to get them out. He sent them with more food than those kids would ever need and more diapers than they would ever go through. I giggled into my wine as he closed the door behind them, locking it and watching them drive away.

Then, he turned to me with a darkened stare as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

I propped my feet up on the coffee table and decided to watch the show. I sipped on my glass of wine, my eyes raking up and down his body. I slowly watched his muscles come into view. His rippling abs and his chiseled shoulders. His arms were bulging with veins I wanted to run my tongue up as he approached me, his cock pulsing behind his boxers. I could see the little wet spot his tip had already created. Aching for me as heat grew between my legs. I downed the rest of my wine as he removed the last of his clothing, standing in front of me clad in nothing but his glowing skin.

I was shaking at the prospect of him inside of me as I leaned forward and captured his length in my mouth.

His cock throbbed as his hand wound tightly within the tendrils of my hair. I sucked him all the way back as his cock curved down my throat. I could taste him dripping down me. Filling my stomach with his seed as he fucked my face. I ran my hands up his strong, twitching thighs as my hands wove around his hips. My fingernails found the meat of his ass and pulled him close, my nose descending into his skin as I hollowed out my cheeks.

“Holy shit, Delilah. The things you do to me. Fuck!”

He ripped his cock from my throat and yanked me up from the couch. His hands began to claw at my clothing as it fell to the floor in tatters. I was soaking wet for him. Dripping down my thighs as his lips nipped at my skin. My hands wrapped around him and shoved him to the couch, his body sprawling out for me as I planted my knees on either side of his head.

The devious glint in his eye as his hands ran up my naked thighs was enough to make me shiver.

“Come here,” he said.

He pulled my hips down onto his lips as his tongue pierced my folds. My juices spilled onto his face, coating his cheeks as he drank his fill of me. His tongue lapped deeply at my clit, jolting me as I rocked against his face. His hands dug into the excess of my thighs as I rode his lips, his tongue flicking my clit at lightning speed.

I reached down, threading my hands into his hair. I ground down onto him, his hands racing up to my tits. He squeezed them and watched them leak down my body, covering my skin in a glisten he had come to love. He wrapped his lips around my swollen nub, curling my toes as I gripped tighter onto his hair. My jaw unhinged in silent pleasure and stars burst in my vision. I could feel that coil in my gut tightening as fire shot through my veins.

“I love you. I love you…so…much…”

I threw my head back, my body jolting with my orgasm. Preston hummed into my body, causing me to gasp as I shook upon his lips. I collapsed into his arms as he sat up, my body draping over his as he planted his back against the couch.

I could feel his cock twitching between my legs as my pussy folds encompassed the whole of him.

His hands grasped my ass, rolling my trembling body into his. My arms snaked around his neck, my face buried into the crook of his neck. Kiss after kiss was pressing into his sweating skin as his cock slid into my entrance, causing us to groan in tandem with one another as his dick throbbed against my walls. He stroked that sweet spot within my body. The one that zipped electricity through my veins. I could feel my swollen clit peeking out from beneath its fleshy hood, seeking more friction as my body rolled deeper.

Took his cock deeper.

Felt his body closer to mine.