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Chapter 6 — Harper

The knock at the door was light and hesitant, and I could sense Harper's nervous energy even before I opened it. I flung the door wide, a bright smile spreading across my face as I took in Harper's adorable appearance. She was dressed in a sweet little sundress, and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, showcasing her heart-shaped face. White sandals adorned her feet, and she looked like a vision of innocence, a true temptation.

"Oh my god, Harper!" I squealed, pulling her into a tight hug. "You look amazing! I can't believe this is happening."

Harper giggled, hugging me back just as tightly. "I know, right? I'm so nervous, but also super excited. I can't believe I'm actually going to lose my virginity tonight."

I grinned, taking her hand and leading her into the living room where Ethan was waiting. "Don't worry, babe. I'll be right here with you the whole time. We're going to take such good care of you and you're going to have the time of your life tonight, I promise."

Harper's eyes widened, and she leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm already wet, Riley. Just thinking about it is making me so wet."

Ethan appeared in the doorway, his towering form casting a long shadow across the entryway. He looked absolutely incredible, his muscular body clad in a simple white t-shirt and a pair of well-worn jeans that hugged his hips perfectly. His dark eyes swept over Harper, taking in her modest attire and the nervous flush that colored her cheeks.

"Wow, Harper," he said, his voice smooth and warm. "You look absolutely beautiful."

Harper's face went bright red as she looked up at Ethan, her eyes wide with admiration. "Th-thank you, Coach," she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ethan's charismatic smile never wavered as he stepped forward, extending his hand to Harper in a gentlemanly gesture. "Please, call me Ethan," he said, his voice low and soothing. "And I want you to know that there's nothing to be nervous about. We're all friends here, and we're going to have a lot of fun together."

As we climbed the stairs, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I knew that Harper was nervous, but I also knew that deep down, she was dying to let go of her inhibitions and explore her desires.

I leaned in close to her, "Harper, you're going to love this," I whispered, my breath tickling her ear. "Ethan is going to make you cum over and over on his big cock. He's going to make you feel things you never thought possible."

Harper's eyes widened, and she looked up at me with a mixture of excitement and fear. But I could see the desire burning in her eyes, and I knew that she was ready.

By the time we reached the bedroom, Harper was nearly dripping with anticipation. Ethan could sense it too, and he smiled knowingly as he put his arms around her waist.

"I'm going to kiss you now, Harper," he said, his voice low and husky. "And then, I'm going to make love to you. Are you ready?"

Harper nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as she tilted her face up to Ethan's. "Please," she breathed.

With that, Ethan dipped his head, capturing Harper's lips in a tender, exploratory kiss. Harper responded with a soft moan, her body melting against his as she surrendered to his touch. I watched from the sidelines, my heart pounding with excitement as I witnessed their connection, their chemistry.

Ethan deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping past Harper's parted lips to tangle with her own. His hands roamed over her body, exploring the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the soft skin of her thighs. Harper whimpered, her fingers clutching at his shoulders as she kissed him back with a fervor that surprised us both.

Breaking the kiss, Ethan turned to look at me, his dark eyes filled with hunger and tenderness. "Come here, Riley," he said. "I want you to join us. I want us to explore this together."

With a nod, I stepped forward, my hands reaching out to stroke Harper's hair, to trace the delicate line of her jaw. I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek, her neck, the hollow of her throat. Harper moaned, her body arching into our combined touch as we lavished her with attention, with affection, with desire.

As I nibbled on Harper's earlobe, Ethan's hand slipped beneath the hem of her sundress, his fingers deftly navigating the soft, smooth skin of her inner thighs. I could see the subtle shift in Harper's expression as Ethan's fingers found her aching clit, the way her lips parted in a silent gasp, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her body.

Ethan's fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, eliciting a series of soft, breathy moans from Harper's lips. Her hips began to move in time with his touch, pushing back against his hand as she sought to increase the pressure.

"That feels so good," I murmured in Harper's ear, my lips grazing her lobe. "Doesn't it, baby? Doesn't Ethan's touch feel amazing?"

Harper's response was a wordless nod, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as she struggled to maintain control. But there was no need for control here, no need for restraint. We were here to explore, to experiment, to indulge in our deepest, darkest desires.

Ethan's fingers continued, sliding lower, probing at her entrance. I watched, my arousal growing, as he slipped a finger inside her, testing her readiness. Harper's moan was loud and unrestrained, her body arching as she adjusted to the intrusion.

"You're so fucking wet, Harper," Ethan growled, his voice low and raspy with desire. "Is this all for me?"

Harper nodded, her eyes wide and dilated with desire. "Yes, Ethan," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. "I'm wet for you.  I want you."

With that, Harper reached down, her fingers curling around the hem of her sundress. She pulled it up over her head, revealing her slender, toned body in all its glory. She wore no bra, her small, perky tits on full display.

Ethan's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of Harper's naked body. He stepped forward, his hands reaching out to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples. Harper moaned, her body falling back onto the bed as she surrendered to his touch.

Ethan followed her down, his body covering hers as he positioned himself between her legs. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her cotton panties, pulling them down her legs and off, revealing her glistening pussy, flushed a beautiful shade of pink and slick with want.

I lay down beside Harper, my hand reaching out to stroke her hair, to caress her cheek. I leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as Ethan settled himself between her thighs. I could feel Harper's body trembling with anticipation, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she waited for what was to come.

Ethan's hands slid under Harper's ass, lifting her to meet his mouth. He spread open her pussy lips, exposing her clit to the cool air of the room. Then, without warning, he lowered his head, his tongue darting out to take her clit into his mouth, sucking and licking it with a skill and precision that left Harper gasping for breath.

"Oh my god," Harper moaned, as Ethan continued to work his magic on her clit. "That feels so fucking good..."

"That's it, baby," I cooed, my voice low and sultry. "Let Ethan eat that sweet pussy. He's going to make you cum so hard, you won't know what hit you."

Harper's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath us as we drove her closer and closer to the edge. I could feel her body tensing, her muscles coiling like a spring as she approached her climax. And when it finally hit, it hit hard.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Harper screamed, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her. "Oh god, Ethan, Riley... I'm cumming so hard!"

Ethan never stopped, his tongue continuing to lap at her clit, drawing out her orgasm until she was a quivering, whimpering mess on the bed. Only when her body finally relaxed, her breathing slowing to a more normal pace, did he pull back, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"You taste so sweet, Harper," he murmured, his voice low and raspy with desire. "And I can't wait to feel your tight pussy clenching around my cock."

I leaned in, capturing Harper's nipple in my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it as I whispered filthy words of encouragement in her ear. "You're so beautiful when you cum, Harper. So gorgeous. I could watch you all day, every day."

Harper moaned, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Riley, that feels so good," she whispered.

Ethan, meanwhile, was busy positioning himself between Harper's legs, his cock hard and throbbing, glistening as precum dripped from the tip. He reached down, his hand wrapping around the base of his shaft as he guided the head of his cock to Harper's entrance.

I could see the hesitation in Harper's eyes, the flicker of uncertainty as she prepared herself for what was to come. But I knew she could handle it, knew she was more than ready to take Ethan's cock into her tight, virgin pussy.

"Tell Ethan to push his cock inside you, Harper," I instructed, my voice low and commanding. "Tell him to stretch out your tight pussy. Tell him you want to feel him deep inside you."

Harper's eyes fluttered open, meeting mine in a moment of raw, unfiltered desire. She licked her lips, her gaze shifting to Ethan as she uttered the words we were both desperate to hear.

"Do it, Ethan," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Push your cock inside me. Stretch me out. Fuck me good."

Ethan's eyes darkened with lust, his grip on his cock tightening as he began to apply pressure, slowly pushing forward until the head of his cock slipped past Harper's entrance. Harper gasped, her body tensing as she adjusted to the unfamiliar sensation of being filled so completely.

"That's it, Harper," I encouraged, my hand reaching down to stroke her hair, to caress her cheek. "Just breathe, baby. Let Ethan in. Let him make you feel good."

Ethan continued to push forward, his cock sliding deeper and deeper into Harper's tight, wet pussy. I could see the strain on his face, the effort it took to hold back, to go slow, and give Harper time to adjust. But the look of pure, unadulterated bliss on Harper's face was more than worth it.

Finally, with one final thrust, Ethan was fully seated inside her, his balls pressed up against her ass, his cock buried to the hilt in her pussy. Harper moaned, her body arching off the bed as she adjusted to the feeling of fullness, of completeness.

"Fuck, you're so tight, Harper," Ethan groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Your pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock."

As Harper adjusted to the sensation of Ethan's cock inside her, a newfound confidence seemed to wash over her. She locked eyes with Ethan, her voice firm and resolute as she uttered the words that would send us all spiraling into ecstasy.

"Move, Ethan," she commanded, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Fuck me. Fuck me like you fuck Riley."

Ethan groaned, his hips pulling back before thrusting forward once more, setting a slow, steady rhythm that soon had Harper moaning with pleasure. "You feel so good, Harper," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. "So fucking tight, jesus christ…."

I continued to whisper filthy words of encouragement into Harper's ear, my hand roaming over her body, tweaking her nipples, stroking her thighs. "That's it, Harper. Take his cock. Feel him stretching you out, filling you up."

Harper's response was a series of breathy moans, her body arching and writhing beneath Ethan's as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. "It's so deep," she gasped, her eyes wide and dilated with pleasure. "Your cock is so deep inside me, Ethan. It feels incredible."

I watched, transfixed, as Ethan pounded into Harper's willing body, his cock disappearing into her over and over again. The sounds of their coupling filled the room - the slap of flesh on flesh, the wet squelch of Harper's dripping pussy, the moans and screams of ecstasy.

Unable to resist any longer, I stripped off my clothes, baring my own aching body to their view. I settled myself beside Harper, my hand drifting down to cup my mound, my fingers delving into my sopping wet folds.

Harper turned her head to look at me, her eyes darkening with lust as she watched me touch myself. "You look so beautiful, Riley," she murmured, her voice filled with lust. "I love watching you finger your tight pussy."

I grinned, leaning in to capture Harper's lips in a passionate kiss. "I love it, too, Harper," I whispered, my voice husky with desire. "And I love watching Ethan fuck you. It's so fucking hot."

As our kiss deepened, I could feel Harper's body responding, her hips moving in time with Ethan's thrusts, her moans growing louder and more insistent. I could tell she was close to the edge, teetering on the brink of another powerful orgasm.

"That's it, Harper," I encouraged, my voice low and sultry. "Take Ethan's cock. Let him fuck you hard and deep. You were made for this, baby. Born to be fucked by a real man."

Harper moaned, her hips rising to meet Ethan's thrusts, taking him deeper, harder. "Yes, Riley," she panted, her eyes flying open to meet mine. "More. I need more."

Ethan's eyes darkened with lust, his grip on Harper's hips tightening as he picked up the pace, fucking her harder, faster, deeper. "You want more, Harper?" he growled, his voice low and raspy with desire. "I'll give you all you can take and then some."

Harper's response was a series of breathy moans, her body arching off the bed as Ethan's cock slammed into her, over and over again. "Yes, Ethan," she cried out, her voice filled with desperation. "Harder. Fuck me harder!"

I watched, transfixed, as Ethan pounded into Harper, his cock disappearing into her tight, wet pussy with each powerful thrust. I could see the pleasure building inside her, the way her body tensed, the way her breath hitched in her throat.

"That's it, Harper," Ethan growled, his voice rough with desire. "Take my cock. Milk it with your tight pussy."

Harper's eyes flew open, locking with mine as she felt the familiar coil of heat building in her core, the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm. "I'm going to cum," she gasped, her hips rising to meet Ethan's thrusts. "I'm going to cum so hard on your cock."

"That's it, baby," I urged, my fingers pumping faster, harder into my dripping pussy. "Cum for us, Harper. Cream all over Ethan's big cock. Show him what a good slut you are."

Harper came hard, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. "Yes, Yes, YES... I'm cumming!" she screamed, her pussy clamping down on Ethan's cock like a vice, milking him for all he was worth. "Cumming... Fuck. I.. I'm cumming," She moaned loud as the orgasm took hold of her.

Ethan groaned, his hips bucking frantically as he chased his own release. "Good girl, Harper," he rasped, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Your pussy feels so fucking good, squeezing my cock like that."

Harper's orgasm seemed to last forever, her pussy clenching and spasming around Ethan's cock, milking him for all he was worth. The sight of her cumming undone on his cock, the feel of her tight, wet pussy clenching around him - it was all too much.

"Fuck, Harper," he groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I'm gonna cum soon. Your pussy feels too fucking good."

As I watched Harper writhe beneath Ethan's skilled touch, my arousal reached a fever pitch. The sight of her delicate young body being claimed by his thick, hard cock was almost too much to bear. I could feel the wetness seeping from my aching pussy, my body screaming for release.

"Let him fill you up, Harper," I urged, my gaze locked onto hers as I spoke. "Let him pump you full of his thick, creamy cum. You want that, don't you, baby? You want to feel his hot load shooting deep into you, soaking your womb."

Harper's eyes widened at my filthy words, a shudder passing through her body as she nodded eagerly. "Yes, Riley," she whimpered, her voice quivering with need. "I want it so bad. I want Ethan to cum inside me."

I could feel the heat radiating off Ethan's body as he pounded into Harper, his cock slamming into her with a force that left no doubt as to who was in charge. His breathing was ragged, his muscles tense as he approached the point of no return.

"Do it, Ethan," I commanded, my hand reaching down to stroke my aching clit as I watched them together. "Cum inside her. Fill her tight cunt with your cum. Make her take every last drop."

With a grunt of pure animalistic pleasure, Ethan surged forward, burying his cock balls-deep inside Harper's tight, virgin pussy. His eyes rolled back in his head as he exploded, his cock pulsing and twitching as it pumped jet after jet of thick, creamy cum directly into her fertile womb.

The thought of Harper's virgin pussy getting drenched in Ethan's cum was enough to send me over the edge. I cried out, my body convulsing as my orgasm crashed over me, a powerful wave of pleasure that left me gasping for breath.

"Fuck yeeeees! Cum inside her!" I cried out, my fingers flying over my clit as I rode out the waves of my orgasm. "Fill her up with your cum. Breed that tight fucking pussy!"

Harper's screams of pleasure joined my own, her body arching off the bed as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. "I can feel you cumming inside me, Ethan," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. "It feels so fucking good..."

As our orgasms subsided, the three of us lay there in a tangled heap, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts pounding in our chests. Ethan's cock was still buried inside Harper, his softening member twitching occasionally as the last few drops of cum trickled into her welcoming pussy.

After catching my breath, I rolled over to face Harper, my eyes sparkling with lust and satisfaction. I leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, our tongues tangling in a dance of shared pleasure.

"That was so fucking hot, Harper," I murmured, pulling back to gaze into her eyes. "Watching you lose your virginity, watching Ethan fill you up... it was incredible."

Harper grinned, kissing me back with equal fervor. "Nothing has ever felt better in my life," she whispered, her eyes shining with post-orgasmic bliss. "I never knew sex could be this amazing."

As we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our shared experience, Ethan slowly withdrew his cock from Harper's tight, wet pussy. We both watched, entranced, as a stream of thick, creamy cum trickled from her freshly-fucked hole, pooling on the sheets beneath her.

He fell back onto the bed, landing between Harper and me with a thud. Reaching out, he pulled us both towards him, our naked bodies molding together in a tangle of limbs and sweaty skin. For a long moment, none of us spoke, content to simply lie there in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of our shared experience. It was a moment of perfect harmony, a moment I knew I would treasure forever.

"Fuck, that was incredible. You two are incredible," Ethan said, finally breaking the silence.

Harper giggled, turning to look at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, you better get used to it, Coach," she teased, her fingers trailing over his chest. "Because I'm not letting you go anytime soon. You're stuck with us now."

Ethan laughed, his eyes twinkling with amusement and affection. "I wouldn't have it any other way, girls," he replied, pulling both of us into his arms. "You two are the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Epilogue:

In the weeks following our tryst, Ethan found himself quietly relieved of his duties as the school’s swim coach. Whispers and rumors flew around like chlorine in the air, mostly about him and me, but some nasty ones about Harper too. It was a shitshow, honestly. A total, glorious shitshow. But we stuck together. We had to.

Ethan’s divorce was a goddamn mess. Lawyers, court dates, his ex-wife screaming about betrayal and ruining her life—the whole nine yards. It dragged on forever. But Harper and I were his rocks. We’d meet him after court, take him back to my place, order greasy takeout, and just let him vent. Sometimes, things got…physical. You know? A little stress relief. A little…reassurance. It wasn’t always about sex, but sometimes, it totally was. And it helped. It helped him, and honestly, it helped us too. It solidified what we were. More than just a fling.

My mom, surprisingly, was the MVP. Amber, my Mom, actually got it. She didn’t bat an eye. She just looked at us, a little sad maybe, but mostly…understanding. “You love each other,” she said one night, her hand on my shoulder. “That’s all that matters.” Then she gave Ethan a hug, a real, genuine hug, and told him he was part of the family now. It was… touching, even though it was exactly the kind of thing she’d do. It just made it feel… real. Like, this crazy thing we were doing was actually okay.

Harper’s parents, though? Total opposite. They freaked. Out. Big time. Her mom cried, her dad ranted about sin and damnation. They basically disowned her. Cut her off completely. It was brutal. Harper was devastated, obviously. But she had us. Ethan and I were there, holding her hand, wiping her tears, telling her she wasn’t alone. We wouldn’t let her be.

That’s when we decided to get our own place. A cute little house on the edge of town. Three bedrooms, a big backyard, perfect for…everything. For us. For the baby. Because, yeah, Harper was pregnant. Surprise! It wasn’t planned, not exactly, but it wasn’t an accident either. Not really. It was just…us.

“This is crazy,” Harper said, standing in the empty living room, her hand on her small but growing belly. “We’re actually doing this.”

I grinned, wrapping my arms around her from behind. “Yeah, we are. And it’s going to be fucking awesome.”

Ethan came up behind me, wrapping his arms around both of us. “We’re a team,” he said, his voice low and warm. “We can handle anything.”

And we did. Ethan poured all his energy into opening his own swim school. No more high school drama, no more administration bullshit. Just him, the pool, and the kids. Harper and I helped out, teaching lessons, doing the books, basically running the whole damn thing. It took off. We were making good money, enough to support us, the baby, everything.

And the sex? Holy shit, the sex. It was like a fire that never went out. It just kept burning hotter. We were always touching, always teasing, always finding new ways to drive each other wild. Three bodies tangled together, skin on skin, moans and whispers echoing through the house. It was intense, raw, and completely addictive.

One night, lying in bed, Harper between Ethan and me, her belly round and warm against my side, I looked at them. Ethan’s arm was draped over Harper, his fingers laced through mine. Harper was asleep, a soft smile on her face. Ethan looked down at her, his eyes full of love. Then he looked at me, and that same love was there, mixed with something else. Something…fierce. Possessive.

“We did it,” I whispered.

Ethan nodded, squeezing my hand. “We did.”

It wasn’t perfect. It was messy, complicated, and definitely not what anyone expected. But it was ours. Our little fucked-up, beautiful family. And as we lay there, the three of us, I knew, deep down, that this was it. Our happily ever after. And it was going to be one hell of a ride.

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