Maria Lopez’s Point of View

  “You lost your gun!” My father had to come early that night to deal with the report I filed for the escaped suspect. Because I had a piece of my equipment stolen, especially something as important as a gun, my direct superior had to be notified. Being woken up at four in the morning didn’t do me any favors from being reassigned after tackling the shoplifter and injuring her in which led to her filing charges against the police department for excessive force.

  It would be easy to fight, but it was still boring and tedious, and made the entire department have to be more careful not to have any other slip-ups. Well, this was a slip-up. He pulled a file out of his drawer before he began writing. Out of curiosity, I leaned forward to see what it said, and after transting the upside-down writing, I panicked. “Dad, you’re going to transfer me!?”

  He got even madder at that. “What else am I supposed to do? You’ve already gotten into more trouble than the rest of the department put together. Maybe me protecting you is why you think you can treat the w however you want! On top of that, you’re suspended for two weeks starting today. Go home!... You’re dismissed.”

  I held in my tears until I made it to my civilian car and bawled my way home. Fine, I knew he would sweep this all under the rug, but now I had a grudge. I was going to track down the person who stole from me, even with my future career as a police officer captain at stake. If I could get my gun back, then I might be able to have this entire thing thrown out and my position reinstated. I just needed to figure out who the man was who switched pces with the suspect was and I’d have a lead to follow.

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  I finally made it home. I was dead tired. The room I ended up taking was Jake’s old room. I think one of the videos he sent me of him cheating on Vicky was in her own mansion, in this room. He was so sick he must have fucked other girls all over this mansion. I was monogamous in my first life, even during the apocalypse. It took my death and being reborn as one of the strongest people on the pnet for me to think I could have more than one woman. And even then, I still told them my pn to do it before I got together with them.

  Most of the good people in the apocalypse died because they reached out for more than they could protect. As nice as feeding everyone was, it made the strong refuse to work with them and made it easier for the evil to use the weak against them. A leader was poisoned by the people he kept from starving to death, another gave up his base after a group of men held his people hostage, and he was killed after he left his defenses.

  The world wasn’t safe, I knew better, but even still, things could snowball out of hand if I reached too far. If I left my girls feeling bad because I couldn’t spend enough time with them, then I’d rather not choose as many women; I wanted them to be happy. I’ve seen far too many cases where a man overreaches and gets murdered in his sleep. I had to implicitly trust everyone I pnned to make mine.

  So as I walked in and saw that two women were already sleeping in my bed, I couldn’t help but smile. It seemed my two girlfriends were already getting along and pnned to ambush me with a three-way, but I ended up staying out the entire night stealing things we’d need. Crawling in between them on the giant bed, I couldn’t help but smile as both crawled into my embrace. When they woke up, who knew what would happen, but if this was all they wanted to do, I’d still be happy with how things turned out.

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  Third-Person Point of View

  The two dies woke up at about the same time and crawled off the bed as they looked at each other and the man who had crawled in between them. Melissa had already been on board, she’d have agreed to pretty much anything if it meant she got to be with her crush. Vicky had used him to get over Jake, but now she viewed him as her lifeline for living a somewhat peaceful life in the apocalypse. She needed this to work out and was willing to do things she normally wouldn’t like, share her man with other women.

  It was Vicky’s idea to ambush him together, but he had stayed out the entire night. It left them not sure what to do next. They stared at each other before Vicky got an evil grin on her face. She walked over to the other side of the bed where Melissa was before stripping her top off. Melissa almost gasped, and the light sleeper, Danny, was it would have most certainly woken him up. Vicky woke him up by turning on the TV.

  Vicky motioned for her to crawl back on the bed and push her breasts into his face while she worked his pants and underwear down far enough for his cock to pop out. Pying with him until he was hard, she took him into her mouth in one go, making him shoot up awake right into Melissa’s breasts. Vicky pushed Melissa over so her breasts pressed his face back down onto the bed.

  The three of them enjoyed each other's company. Vicky was still too shallow and needed to be wound up before her vagina tented to its full size. It was something she read about after they struggled the first time. Over time she’d just get accustomed to his size but until then she needed time to get horny and prepared for someone of his size.

  Melissa didn’t need all the warm-up, and so she went first. Danny looked down at her as Vicky pyed with both of them. She moved from kissing Dan to Melissa as she whispered into her ear. Melissa wasn’t bisexual at all, she actually disliked most other women because of how she was treated growing up. Every friend she had betrayed her eventually, and it left her a neet shut-in gamer girl who got by on welfare and drawing commissions.

  They were complete opposites, with Vicky having thoroughly explored her bisexual side in college and getting along fine with other women. She was rich while Melissa was poor. Petite while Melissa was busty, they complemented each other like peanut butter and jelly. Melissa might have gotten her feelings mixed up quite a bit from this new experience, though. Boundaries were being pushed as the walls she put up to protect herself broke with every one of Vicky’s compliments and every thrust from Danny.

  The two of them had her a puddle of a woman, having orgasmed even more than the first time she had sex with Danny, she could barely crawl off him by the time Vicky was finally prepared to ride him herself. While Melissa liked to be on the bottom getting pounded into the ground at full force, Vicky liked being the one on top. She didn’t need lubrication this time, Melissa’s girl cum provided that in bulk as she got to work fitting all of him inside her.

  This wasn’t like the first time they had sex. Vicky was ready, and Dan wanted more. He pounded up into her bouncing her on his dick as she tried to keep bance and not pass out from the intense pleasure it gave her. That was how the three of them entered the apocalypse, together as a united front entwined with each other, both girls down for the count while Danny just cuddled back into them as they drifted off to sleep.