The week before my wedding, I was staying at my girlfriend Susan's house while she was on a business trip she called Friday night and said she had to stay in LA for a meeting on Monday. Susan is 25 a good person but not exciting in bed. It was Friday night, and it was hot, her mother Helen is only 45 and her sister Jen is 20 said let stayed by the pool. They were in tiny Bikini's and I was in a board shorts. Her sister and mother and I broke out the boozes and had a few drinks then a few more. At some point they started to each give me a lap dance. And before long we were having threesome. We started fucking by the pool and I came in both of them twice that night. The next morning after breakfast, Helen took my by the hand to her room and Jen already in bed naked. They started kissing then went 69, I watched it was so hot. Later they told me they stated being lovers when Jen was 12 and Susan did not know about them. In the end, the weekend was a giant fuck fest. I fucked them both many times each time cumming inside. It 3 months later and I didn't want Susan I wanted to be with her Helen and Jen. But they said I had to marry Susan so I could have a cover story to see them when she traveled. I has been work out great, Susan is always traveling and I'm getting the best pussy of my life. Then the bombshell hit Jen and Helen had not been feel well the last month, last week they went to the doctor and they are both pregnant. They were both on the pill, but it failed for both. They want to keep the kids, and be with me. So I have decided to divorce Susan. I never really loved her, but I do love Helen and Jen.

One night She was ruined by the many. The lack of love. The use and abuse. The forgotten one, so easily thrown away like a used prophylactic. Looking for affection and coming up short. S becomes loveless. One night stands though she wants so much more. But that’s as long as they want her. This is something she can’t change. Just like she couldn’t change the fact her father never wanted her. Or the way she will never be able to change the disdain her stepdad held for all those years after the one night she tries so hard to repress from when she was six. Turning to all the wrong places. Trying to escape. They created a floozy. A junkie. And they blame her and her alone. She began her journey into adulthood innocent. Unexperienced. She had only ever kissed the lips of the single boyfriend she’d had, who was now the reason for her pain. He gave her a glimpse of this thing she was so curious of, then tore it out from under her after no time at all. Reason number two came flying in on his white horse. She had never felt this before. The things he said, she had never heard aimed her way before. After one passionate night, he began to withdraw. More and more were her desperate attempts of communication ignored. Until she realized she had been dooped. You think by now she would have learnt. Number three was a surprise. A new acquaintances, sharing a moment in time over the sweet scent of smoked herbs. A kiss. A touch. And that was that. She didn’t want more, only friendship. To not be forgotten. Once again, the sting of silence bit her hard. Four was only slightly different. She reached a point of such frustration she gave herself up to a man she had no intention for. The first one to ask. With intentions clear from the beginning, they were there for s, and s alone. His cold shoulder hurt as much just as the others. His constant words of friendship and understanding disappeared and were replaced by momentary conversations, offcourse only when he wanted something from her. She was beginning to understand. After one night she was she useless, a waste of time and space in their eyes. Tossed aside and forgotten was a scenario all too familiar. This realization left her numb. Rhys felt different. But she knew better than to let her hopes rise higher than reality. They f*. He kissed her goodbye. She let herself hope for something more, even if all that meant was a second night of pure intercourse. His disregard penetrated her heavy heart, sending her over the edge to a place of no return. S has lost all meaning. Men want nothing but one night of pleasure. All men. She feels like a ruined woman at the age of eighteen. A loveless and unlovable fool. Used and unwanted. She rids her life of the people who treat her less than she deserves, knowing she will be alone forever. Knowing she will have to find affection in any place she can. She’s always loved the sensation drugs give her. But now they feel like they may be able to replace the lack of affection. Like they may be able to take away the sting of rejection. Who knows where this will take her. WHY AM I ONLY GOOD FOR ONE NIGHT?

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