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Click hereStrangely our men didn't complain, even the most beautiful one, the one who waited patiently outside my closed door... waiting for my call to 'entrez'. He had no idea who I actually was, because in his mind we were all his wife... singularly, and our precious Joe had the unique ability to accept that fact.
Thinking back it was certain that we'd be judged as greedy manipulative bitches, hell bent and focused on pleasuring ourselves and having no regard for those we claimed to love. I'd let others judge us, but credence must be credited to the brave. We were not normal human beings. Unless you are a multiple, you cannot judge us. We'd taken the bull by the horns and steered life in our favour. Sure, we had likely failed in that delivery, but as noted earlier, one man with three wives was not doable, nor was it acceptable. Our sex drive was three times that of a nymphomaniac on crack... and what single man could cope with three women thus structured? We only had one hope of survival and we'd given it our best shot. Judge our success, not our failings.
I thought then of my wonderful men. Who was the average guy? Who had proved to be the dominant one, or even the submissive one? We are who we are, but almost always an outward appearance hides inner attributes and certain flaws. I thought we'd chosen well. My three husbands were perfect, each in their own way, and combined they met our every need. I hoped we met theirs.
Carl powered on, sweaty and stinky and smelling of freshly cut grass. His cock drove me to delirium.
Had we achieved our mission... to be normal, and to live normal lives? I would leave it to you the reader to determine our successfulness in relation to this endeavour.
What is normalcy? Mind conjoined triplets, having to share in all things, were destined to suffer the ongoing scrutiny of society and we had very little chance in achieving that goal... the desire to at least appear normal. We were of one egg and of one mind. They'd tried to separate us at birth, to separately and individually identify us... but ultimately they... society... had failed.
Carl slammed twice and came hard as I screamed in ecstasy and arched... and died my little death.
I collapsed, sweaty and sated. Life was indeed perfect... I rolled onto my back exhausted; spread my legs and pulled my knees to my chest...
"ENTREZ!!!"
THE END.
I hope you enjoyed.
Just wanted to say happy Christmas to everyone and I hope you all have a fulfilling New Year.
Cheers,
Arch.
P.S. To all the multiples. We all wish you well and happy travels.
- COMMENTS
Vulcan_in_Ohioover 1 year agoThis was a very long story. It seems too long in fact. It was repetitive and overly wordy. That said, it was original in its variation of the identical, triplet theme. Others have written stories on this theme as well. A couple of plot holes. Firstly, the women all have the thrill of sex with different men. Even though the men are having sex with different women, the women are all essentially identical, and so the men don’t get the thrill of being with different partners. Secondly, Jerry has gone home after a quadruple coronary bypass on the fourth day following his initial cardiac event. Somehow, I doubt that he can pick up his “wife“ and have sex with her. In fact, such activity would be prohibited for a while during his recuperation, probably six weeks or so. Thirdly, it was explained that Carl was only having anal sex with the three women as a way to keep Jerry from being jealous, yet Joe was clearly having cream pies from vaginal sex. Since Carl had claim on Joe’s wife’s vagina, Joe was essentially prohibited, excluding birthdays, from having intercourse with his “wife.” in fact, Carl had anal sex with the three women, as I understood it, during the transition times. But while cuckolding Joe, Carl had vaginal sex. So there is a seeming inconsistency. Or else it was not clear to me when I read the story, if I’ve got it wrong. I gave this a reasonably good score due to the effort required to write this story, and the complexity inherent in the story. This in no way should imply that I am OK with the immorality exhibited by the triplets. Thanks for writing.
Anonymousover 7 years agoI hope your aware that no part of this "relationship" is factually consentual . in fact due to the manipulation/humiliation aspect of it, its considered to potentially be statutory rape. That and the fact that the las t"husband" hated it sooo much that he had not one but TWO flatline heart attacks but then magically is ok with it after a few weeks recovery? Bullshit!
Anonymousabout 8 years agothere are about nine stories that about run's the same path as your. i give it a 0 for that reason
