Here's to You, Opal Carew

I have become an addict.

An addict of erotica. 

Why? Why not? Most of the books that I read on my phone (I know! I USED to be a veritable Luddite!!) are only a dollar. Some are good, some are not so good. And some? Inspiring.

Opal Carew has written not ONE but TWO books that include a threesome (a "Devil's Threeway" (as my brother Barney likes to put it) that include-gasp-identical twins!

In the first book I read (a full length-er) it was a romance about this woman who gets confused and thinks that her boyfriend is pretending to be a "stranger"-but guess what?! It's his twin brother! And he gives GREEEEAT! head. Yeah. True story. Well. What I mean is this: it's what really happens in THIS story. Wild, right? Then I read her story (a shortie) about aliens who abduct this woman and both end up being her soulmate! Wow! But one problem: in real life, if you think about it, it's siblings, going at it-with the same girl. My new bf would be appalled. Really (More on him later).

So, in deference to his sensibilities, I now present a new sitch: not brothers. No, merely a transporter accident that made ANOTHER one of him. And by him, I of course mean, my darling husband, the Captain.

"Hilda?" Mal woke me, his mouth pressed into my belly, his tongue sticking out and starting to lick lower and lower.

"Mmm. Keep doing what you do, Babylove," I encouraged him.

He moved to my inner thighs, licking and licking until his fingers parted my labia and ran his tongue up and down and back and forth, finally coming to my clit, his tongue flicking faster and faster, a finger jammed inside me, thrusting in and out, I moaned loudly-and finally, I sang the song Mal had come to know and love.

"That's it, Baby, come for me, oh, Baby, yes, yes," he moaned as he pulled back and brought his hard cock to my opening and thrust it inside. I pulsed around him as he moved in and out, faster and faster until he spent. 

"Oh Mal, that was fantastic!" I kissed him enthusiastically.

He shrugged.

"Can we, can we do it again?" I asked breathlessly.

He glanced down at his deflated member, paused and strode to the telecom. "I have just the thing."

"What?"

"Well, you remember that episode of STTNG when it was discovered that Riker had had a transporter accident and another one of him appeared down on the planet while Riker himself materialized on the ship?"

"Remember? It was one of my favorite episodes. Wait..I didn't know you watched tv."

He shrugged. "Part of the time travel experience, you know."

"Ah."

"Well, it happened to me once."

"No!"

"Yeah. It did. I can't rightly say I was all that happy about it when it happened. Me-and another me. But we came to terms with it. He goes by the name of Colm, neither one of us liked the name Mel,"

I wrinkled my nose, "Me either. Makes you think of Mel's Diner."

"Exactly. So Colm and I came to an agreement to be "brothers"-but of course, we aren't. We're just me, but split in two. Hard to explain," he paused. "Anyway, I have a comm link to him," he grinned, "just for this situation."

The screen came up. It was Colm.

"Hi Hilda."

"Hi Colm."

"I have not yet had the pleasure of your acquaintance, I must confess, but Mal tells a mean story 'bout you, our Hilda, if I may be so bold as to call you."

"Indeedy!" I exclaimed, reasonably impressed-and turned on. "How soon can you get here?"

"In a trice, my dear, in a trice," he signed off-and within the hour, he arrived.

I gazed from Mal to Colm, dumbfounded at my luck. "You look, you look, exactly like him!" I exclaimed.

"Well, to be sure, I am him."

"And he is me," Mal chimed in.

"Oh. My."

Colm took me in his arms and kissed me.

"Colm!"

"Well, I reckon since I'm him anyway, but to be sure, Hildy, I never before ever kissed a woman as fine as yourself."

"Well, I have," Mal grinned, spun me about and kissed me just as hard.

I began to swoon. Mal picked me up and carried me to the bed, as Colm stripped off his shirt and lay beside me. 

Together they removed my outer garments. Underneath I wore a pink lace bra with black insets-with matching panties (of course!)

"Hilda!" Colm breathed.

"Isn't she stunning? And look," Mal peeled off my panties, "blonde all the way down."

"That is-that is-very very nice," Colm breathed. "May I?" He placed himself between my thighs and began licking them in earnest as he fondled my little blonde vaggie. Then he brought his mouth to my pussy and began to lick. "OH! So sweet!" He exclaimed.

Mal removed my bra and began sucking on my nipples as Colm continued to lick my pussy.

"Mmm, switch?" Mal asked.

"No way! Hilda's about to come, aren't you, Darlin?"

I nodded.

Colm continued his ministrations as Mal kept licking and sucking at my breasts. Finally I could hold back no more and began to sing.

"That's it," Mal told Colm.

"Mmmm. Very very nice," Colm tore off his clothes and brought his cock up to my mouth. I peeled the foreskin back with my lips and began sucking up and down, licking at his frenum, swirling my mouth up and down, my hand following my mouth, I could feel him get harder and harder. 

Meanwhile, Mal had brought his cock to my opening and pushed. "Oh, Hilda, Hilda," he moaned moving in and out me as I sucked on Colm's cock. They both began moaning at the same time and bam! Both came together.

"Hilda," Colm looked deeply into my eyes. "I,"

"I know," Mal said. "She knows. You don't have to say it."

"You love me."

I remain,

Hilda Stinson