Her Secret Addiction: Part 6

Spring Break was now almost over. After defeating Rachel in a long, brutal, sloppy and extremely passionate sexfight, Tanya had been captain of the volleyball team for less than a week and already she was having trouble. I didn’t get much details but apparently, the other girls were so used to getting bossed around by Rachel that they weren’t sure what to do with their newfound freedom and Tanya had a hard time making them adjust. Rachel may have been a slave driving bitch but she was good at her job. No one, not even Tanya could deny that. We had not seen Rachel at all since that fateful night. No one had. Believe it or not, I was a bit concerned for her. In spite of everything. I can’t help having a soft spot for hot girls.


I was sitting at home minding my own business when I heard our front door open followed by the groaning of my girlfriend as she walked into the living room and sat right beside me, resting her pretty, raven head on my shoulder.


“Another rough day?” I asked as I stroked her hair.


“It’s impossible…” Tanya complained. “Rachel fucked all of their independent thought right out of them. They can’t depend on themselves to save their lives. They’re almost like children. Totally helpless. They won’t do anything unless I tell them to.”


“They just need to get used to being their own people again.” I said. “It hasn’t even been a week. Give it some time.”


“I hope so…God, I hope so.” Tanya said with an exasperated exhale.


“You just get some rest. How about I order pizza?” I asked her.


“You know my usual.” Tanya said sweetly as she kissed me on the cheek.


I ordered the pizza and sat beside my stressed out and exhausted girlfriend. Not even five minutes later, the doorbell rang.


“No way…” I said in disbelief. “They’ve never been that fast.”


“Tip him. He’s earned it.” Tanya said.


“Yeah, yeah…” I said, annoyed.


The doorbell rang again as I got up to answer it. I opened the door to find something I sure didn’t expect. Not the pizza guy. Far from it. Standing in front of me was an absolutely beautiful girl. Hair as golden and as shining as the sun, kept up in a very long ponytail. Her skin was milky white and she had the biggest, sweetest smile on her face. A smile that would melt any man’s heart. The girl’s breasts were also amazingly impressive. Hugged by her green, V-neck tank top and her mini jeans cut to just her thighs and ass cheeks showed off some incredibly smooth and shapely legs. There was no other way to say it. This girl was beautiful. Adorable even. A real “girl next door” vibe from her.


“Hi.” The blonde said in the sweetest, most sugary voice you can imagine without it being forced or annoyingly perky.


“Uh…Hi…” I stammered.


Even after everything I’ve seen, I still get nervous around hot women. I truly am hopeless…but if you saw this image of pure sunshiny gorgeousity right before you, you’d understand.


“Sorry, I thought you were the pizza guy.” I said.


“Oh, that’s perfectly okay.” The blonde cutie said. “You mind if I come in?”


“Um, sorry but I don’t know you.” I said. “And my girlfriend definitely wouldn’t like this anyway.”


“You don’t know me?” She asked. “What do you mean you don’t know me?”


“I’m pretty sure I’d remember someone as…unique as you.” I said.


“Well…” The blonde said before getting up close and in my face. Our noses inches from touching as I felt my heart sink into my gut.


“I certainly remember you…” She said in her high pitched, cutesy voice.


Her eyes were lovely too. Deep blue…A piercingly deep blue…The realization suddenly hit me.


“No way…” I said in pure disbelief.


She then grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me in until her mouth was right by my ear.


“That’s right, stringbean…” She said in that deep, dominatrix voice that I recognized far better. “It’s me…”


She then pulled back and gave me that sunny smile again.


“Now can I come in?” She asked, going back to her cute voice.


I was completely speechless. I had to hold my jaw to keep it from dropping. A million questions rushed through my mind.


“Babe, what’s taking so long?” Tanya yelled.


She walked towards the door and saw us.


“Who is this?” Tanya asked in a somewhat irritated tone.


“Well…uh…she…” I stammered.


Rachel then let herself in and closed the door behind her.


“Hey, who gave you permission to come in?” Tanya asked in a confrontational tone.


She seemed a lot more energized than minutes before. Jealousy will do that.


“Well, your boyfriend was about to but I think he needs to put his tongue back in his mouth first.” Rachel joked with a sweet little giggle.


Tanya clearly didn’t recognize her, as I expected.


“Get the fuck out of here, you blonde bimbo!” Tanya demanded.


“What?” Rachel asked in a sarcastically offended tone. “I can’t even stay for pizza?”


“You think you can barge into someone else’s house and mooch off of their dinner?” Tanya asked. “Fuck off before I call the cops!”


I intervened and grabbed Tanya’s arm.


“Hey, take it easy.” I said.


“You’re so spineless when it comes to pretty faces, Grif.” Tanya teased. “Luckily, you have me.”


“Is this anyway to treat your old captain?” Rachel asked.


“Um…what?” Tanya asked, confused.


“You heard me, Tanya.” Rachel said.


Tanya was stunned and said nothing. Rachel grinned smugly before pulling her in by her shoulders like she did to me.


“You didn’t think I would just run away, now did you?” Rachel asked in her old, goth dominatrix voice, whispering loud enough for me to hear.


Tanya was even more blown away now. She looked at me, as if looking for answers but I just shrugged my shoulders. I was just as confused as she was.


“What do you want, bitch?” Tanya asked rudely. “And what’s with the new look?”


“Well, since I’m not on the team anymore, I thought I might just reinvent myself.” Rachel explained.


She spun around and twirled for us. Her long ponytail whipped by her side and her cutoff jeans showed off her luscious cheeks.


“What do you think?” She asked. “I know Griffin likes it…Don’t you, honey?”


I blushed red and looked away in embarrassment.


“Don’t give him pet names.” Tanya said angrily. “I’ll ask again. What do you want?”


“My prize.” Rachel said.


“Uh, you lost the fight, remember?” Tanya asked.


“How could I forget?” Rachel asked. “But that’s not what I meant. You beat me once…I beat you 99 times up until then and I never claimed a prize for any of those victories up until now.”


Tanya’s face…If looks could kill.


“I want something totally different.” Rachel explained. “I want both of you. To live here with you. You two will be my new boyfriend and girlfriend.”


“What?!” We both asked at the same time in complete shock.


“Tanya fought harder for you than ever before.” Rachel said to me. “She knew you were watching this time and I believe if you weren’t in the picture, she would have lost.”


Tanya didn’t even try to deny that.


“You two clearly have something very special.” Rachel said. “I just want some of that. Now that I’m off of the team, I have nothing else in my life. It’s a new chapter for me, so I decided a new me would be more appropriate.”


“I am under no obligation to give you what you want.” Tanya argued.


“That is true.” Rachel admitted. “But your pride as a nymphomaniac will not stand for it…You know that I have earned this. If you refuse me, it will be a stain on that pride. And you know it.”


Tanya exhaled and looked away. A silent admission of Rachel having a point. 99 victories for nothing in return but Tanya wins one single time and takes everything away from Rachel…That would be very dishonorable indeed.


“Um, do I not get a say in this?” I asked, interrupting.


“No!” They both yelled at me.


“Yeah. That figures.” I said with a groan. “Look…We have a spare bedroom and the house is plenty roomy…”


“And rest assured, I am no freeloader.” Rachel said. “I can help you split the rent one more way.”


“That’ll definitely be a big help.” I added.


Tanya exhaled. She was backed into a corner and she knew it.


“I’ll think about it after we have our pizza…” Tanya said.


“Great.” Rachel said sweetly. “I’ll just start unpacking my things in the meantime.”


“Hey, I didn’t say yes yet!” Tanya argued.


Rachel then looked at me with sad, puppy dog eyes.


“Griffin…” She said sadly. “You wouldn’t just throw a poor, helpless, delicate girl like me back out on the street would you? I gave up my dorm for this. For you…Won’t you please let me stay?”


She clung to my arm, staring me dead in the face with those sad eyes. Was this really the same girl that threatened to crush my balls with heels about a month ago? I gave Tanya the same sad look.


“Oh, alright!” Tanya relented. “You can stay for the night at least but I have not made my final decision yet!”


“Yay!” Rachel cheered. “Grif, be a gentleman and help your soon to be second girlfriend with her bags, would you?”


“Uh…Okay.” I said.


We unpacked everything from her car and brought them up to the guest room. I was really liking the new Rachel, in all honesty. Our pizza finally arrived and the three of us had a nice meal. The tension between my two girlfriends…Still feels strange saying that, was palpable. Any guy who’s been in the middle of two women that despise each other knows all too well what I’m talking about. After we had our Dinner, I, being the gentleman that I am, decided to help Rachel get settled into her new accomodations.


“I know it’s not much but I hope you like it.” I said about the guest room.


“It’s nice and cozy enough for me.” Rachel said sweetly.


The busty blonde then began stripping down to her underwear and I gasped and looked away.


“When did you become such a prude, Grif?” Rachel asked with a teasing giggle. “Like you haven’t seen me at much worse than this.”


“I guess it still feels like you’re a whole new person now.” I argued. “I just need to get used to it.”


“Well, if you ever miss the old, goth me…” Rachel said teasingly. “I can always bring her back…”


She said that last part in her former voice. She really was a skilled actress.


“Maybe but not today.” I said nervously.


“You probably think I’m a freak with multiple personality disorder or something…” Rachel said with a sigh.


“Well, no…It’s just…” I stammered. “Why exactly did you decide to reinvent yourself? I feel like there’s more to it.”


Rachel sat down on her new bed.


“Well…” She began. “My Dad’s in the navy and has been my entire life. So, we moved all over the place. I eventually decided to just take advantage of it and become a new me with every move. The goth me was the one I had been using since I went off on my own.”


“Is this the real you?” I asked as I sat down next to her.


“Maybe one day I’ll tell you.” She answered. “But I am a natural blonde, if that’s what you’re wondering.”


“I’ll take your word for it.” I said. “So, why go goth?”


“Just my way of showing that I meant business.” She answered. “Besides volleyball, drama is my big thing and I feel my switches help with that too.”


“I see.” I said.


“Now can I ask you something?” She asked. “Why are you being so nice to me? After everything I did and threatened to do?”


“I don’t really know, honestly.” I answered. “Maybe Tanya’s right and I’m just a sucker for a pretty face.”


She giggled and rested her head on my shoulder.


“That’s just called being a good person.” She said. “Tanya is too jealous to see that.”


“You and her are like oil and water no matter what, it seems.” I said. “But thank you…and besides, I’m not one to hold a grudge…and when I look at you now, it’s hard to see the girl that vowed to make me her pet.”


“I was just trying to scare you, silly.” She teased. “That and motivate Tanya to fight harder…but if you’re actually into that kinda thing…”


“No way!” I interrupted


She laughed as she let her flowing, golden locks down from her ponytail and shook them loose, mesmerizing me…


“Wanna help me comb my hair?” She asked.


I gulped.


“Why don’t I do that for you?” Tanya asked, barging into the room.


“And how long have you been listening, little miss snoop?” Rachel asked.


“Long enough, little miss bipolar.” Tanya mocked. “And don’t get too comfortable. I still haven’t agreed to your little proposal.”


“Maybe not outloud, you haven’t.” Rachel argued as she stood up and stared Tanya down face to face.


“Uh…girls…” I said.


They both gave me menacing glares and that was my cue butt out and shut up.


“Face it, babe…” Rachel teased. “Even if your pride as a nympho wasn’t a factor, I have one other bargaining chip.”


“And what would that be, “babe”?” She asked sarcastically.


“Myself.” Rachel said proudly as she flipped her hair back. “Face it. Ending our rivalry right now would drive you insane. 99 loses vs 1 win. Who would be brain damaged enough to look at that and think you were the better woman?”


Tanya snarled but said nothing. As if she knew Rachel was 100% right.


“And even beyond that…” Rachel said flirtatiously as she stroked her rival’s black hair. “You know you never want to stop fucking me. Or I you. True sexual rivalries are never ending. No victory or defeat is ever final. Where’s the fun in that? It takes away what separates sexfighting from other competitions.”


“Well…” Tanya said as she began stroking Rachel’s blonde hair back. “I suppose I would be lying if I said that I didn’t want to get a taste of the new you.”


Tanya then walked behind Rachel, still running her fingers through her silky blonde tresses as Rachel closed her eyes in bliss. I watched them like a hawk.


“After all, who doesn’t like blondes?” Tanya asked rhetorically.


My girlfriend then continued touching and fondling…Well, my other girlfriend. I guess it’s official now. Tanya slid her hands down Rachel’s waist and onto her panty covered ass cheeks, palming them.


“Mf!” Rachel quietly gasped.


Tanya then slithered her other hand in front of Rachel and began groping her through her bra. Rachel began audibly moaning now as the ebony bombshell continued to feel her up. Suddenly, Rachel turned around and stared Tanya dead in the face again.


“You want a taste of the new me?” Rachel asked. “Well, here it is.”


She then forcibly kissed her rival and the two immediately descended into an intense, passionate and lustful make out session. The sounds of lips popping and slurping filled the room as their hands buried themselves in each other’s long, thick hair. I could see that Tanya was getting more comfortable. That it was now sinking in that this was indeed still the same woman that she loved to fuck more than anyone other in the world. After what felt like an eternity, they finally broke their kiss with a line of saliva between their lips. Panting like dogs, they then turned their gaze towards me.


“Baby…” Tanya said, out of breath. “Why don’t you turn in for the night while I make our new roommate feel more at home.”


Well, that was it. It was official. However, it was bittersweet.


“You’re kidding, right?” I asked. “How am I supposed to get any sleep knowing what you two are doing?”


“You’ve already seen more than any man ever should.” Tanya said sternly. “Just let us have our girl time in private for a change.”


“If it helps, we won’t be getting much sleep tonight either, sweety.” Rachel teased.


“Alright then.” I relented.


I got up and left to give my girlfriends their privacy. As expected, the thin walls kept me up all night with the heated sounds of hours upon hours of moaning, grunting and screaming. I hoped to God that our neighbors couldn’t hear…Unless one of them was a nymphomaniac herself and wanted to join in. I got less than two hours of sleep but I woke up to pure silence. I stretched and got up to take my morning shower but as I should have expected, I went to the bathroom to see a closed door and to hear the sounds of water running and feminine moaning. I rolled my eyes but I let the girls have their fun. Breakfast was ready just as they were done, drying their wet hair as they sat down to eat.


“Yeah…” Tanya said. “I think I like the new you.”


“Then that makes both of you.” Rachel said. “But again, if you ever miss the old me, I can always bring her back. Just for a little while.”


“Maybe one day…co-captain.” Tanya said proudly.


We both looked at her in shock.


“Are…Are you serious?” Rachel asked.


“100%.” Tanya answered.


“Oh, thank you, Tanya! Thank you!” Rachel said ecstatically as she began kissing Tanya passionately again.


“I’m just feeling generous, I suppose.” Tanya said as Rachel kept kissing her on the cheek.


“And you struggling with your new position had absolutely nothing to do with it?” I asked teasingly.


“Griffin!” Tanya protested.


“Wait, what?” Rachel asked.


“In all honesty…” Tanya said shamefully. “The team is so used to you controlling their every move that they don’t really know how to operate freely anymore. I have no idea what to do and the season is about to start up again.”


“I had a feeling that might happen.” Rachel said. “Okay, how about this? We run the team together in a firm but fair way. It doesn’t have to be one extreme or another. We find balance. That should work out fine.”


“I couldn’t agree more.” Tanya said. “And I bet the team will love the new you.”


“Hopefully all of them at once.” Rachel joked.


“By the way…” I interrupted nervously. “I’m kind of afraid to ask but…who won last night?”


The girls both laughed.


“Neither of us.” Tanya answered. “It wasn’t a fight?”


“What?” I asked, confused.


“Yes, Griffin.” Rachel added. “Believe it or not, women, even longtime rivals, can still just fuck each other for fun every once in a while.”


The idea of the two of them having normal, non-competitive sex was honestly completely foreign to my mind. They despise each other with all of their hearts…or at least they used to.


“I guess you’re right.” I said, dropping it.


“Oh, don’t you worry, hun.” Tanya said sweetly. “We’ll have plenty of actual, long, sweaty sexfights very soon.”


“And we’ll let you watch most of them.” Rachel added.


“Just don’t ask me to be the judge.” I requested.


“Men are so spineless when you ask them to compare two women, aren’t they?” Tanya asked.


“No kidding.” Rachel agreed. “Do they just think that we’re all emotionally fragile, insecure snowflakes that can’t handle not being picked?”


“Well, if you girls want me to be a judge…” I said.


“We never said that.” Tanya shot me down.


I rolled my eyes.


We had our breakfast and relaxed the rest of the day. I was genuinely amazed at how well my two girlfriends were getting along. Then again, I guess Tanya only ever hated goth Rachel. Not girl next door Rachel. It makes sense given my own differing feelings on the two. I genuinely viewed the two Rachels as entirely different human beings. I was still curious as to who the real Rachel was but I was going to respect her privacy.


The girls later told me that the rest of the volleyball team very much loved the new Rachel…in every way imaginable. Following a welcome back lesbian orgy, they got back to business. It seemed as if her return had breathed new life into their team and they got their act together. As they planned, Tanya and Rachel worked together and combined their leadership styles and it worked out tremendously well. The team had high hopes for the upcoming season. I really should start learning the rest of their names at some point.


One night, I had had a particularly grueling day and turned in early. I was so exhausted that I passed out immediately even in spite of the sounds of Tanya and Rachel wrestling in the other room. A few hours of sleep had passed when I was startled awake by the sound of my door practically being slammed open. I thought it was a burglar at first but I looked up to see Rachel, disheveled and her long blonde hair loose from her ponytail and drenched with sweat.


“I won…” She said with deep satisfaction.


“That’s…great.” I said nervously.


I looked over to see that it was 4:00 AM.


“Griffin…I want you…” Rachel said with frenzied breaths.


I was about to tell her to just go to bed…but then I just decided what the Hell? She’s earned this. I stripped down as she got on top of my bed and straddled me before riding my cock like a bucking bronco.


“Oh, that’s it, Grif! Fuck me like your life depends on it!” She pleaded as I humped her.


Her F cups bounced right alongside her as we did the deed. I reached up to give each of her milky mammaries a squeeze as she moaned incessantly. Her sweaty soaked blonde mane waved all around us as I continued thrusting up inside of her.


“Ugh! Is that the best you can do?!” She asked angrily. “Come on! Really nail me! Don’t make me bring back my bad self, string bean!”


That got me going even harder. I reached around to pull her hair as I put every ounce of energy I had into fucking my second girlfriend. Eventually, neither of us could hold back any longer.


“Ugghh!!” I groaned as I came inside of her.


“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!” She screamed as she came herself.


She then collapsed on top of me, pressing her tits into my chest as we struggled to catch our breath.


“You are…amazing.” I said in between gasps for air. “You and Tanya…What did I ever do to deserve either of you.”


“Just…remember something…for me, Grif.” Rachel said. “Her and I aren’t just sharing you. We’re not…your harem. The three of us…are all sharing each other. Tanya is my girlfriend just as you are my boyfriend.”


“No argument here.” I said.


“And we both fully expect you to reward the victor of each and every one of our fights no matter where we are or what time it is.” Rachel added.


“Again, no argument.” I agreed.


“That’s a good boy.” Rachel said with a laugh as she kissed me.




I swear, every single time that I think that my life cannot possibly get any better, it does exactly that in ways that I couldn’t possibly imagine. I should really start buying lottery tickets at this rate. Volleyball season kicked off again and as well all expected, the team was kicking ass more than ever before. And they all knew just how to celebrate after each and every game. If the walls of that locker room could talk. Tanya and Rachel’s libidos seemed endless. The two were literally draining me dry when they weren’t draining each other or their team.


What else can I say? Life is good.

SPOILERS INCLUDED

Unrealistic ? TOTALLY
judging the plot only, was it the best chapter in this story ? YES !!! 1000% YES !!!
BY FAR !!!!

It was so unexpected (even if I had guessed it, didn't I ?)
But it went further than I thought ! Instead to be frenemies they turned friends !!
Sharing lucky Griffin !!
KUDOS !!! Not that erotic this time, but it couldn't be !
I LIKED IT SO MUCH !!!!

That was a really fun chapter! I didn't even realize Rachel was the blonde at first. That was a real shock. Everything with the relationship juggling was great Griffin is just kinda sandwiched in the middle but everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. It didn't even take Tanya long to warm up to the idea of Rachel living with them...

I'm a little interested in how Rachel won again so quickly but it neat to leave some things as a mystery. Again Griffin is in the perfect spot, the middle. I wonder if Tanya knew Griffin was the prize that night, lol. Also, the volleyball team stuff got solved this chapter! Everything seems back to normal or close to normal. I wonder what's next?!

Yuri, your writing is consistently fantastic, and I always find myself captivated by your stories from the very start. You are indeed a maestro with your pen, and I must admit that these types of narratives have a unique way of entertaining people while also stimulating thought, at least in my experience. I'm torn between two realms: reality and fantasy. Your exquisitely crafted tales are truly excellent writing and have prompted me to explore new literary horizons.

To be frank, I typically don't indulge in "guy as the prize" genre stories, but you, along with the other talented authors here, have been the first to pique my interest. In particular, your work has been instrumental in this shift because you're the writer I encountered first. Despite my initial reservations, I appreciate the way you incorporate the male perspective in your stories, as it presents a novel aspect of the fantasy. While I sometimes feel like a third wheel, you consistently maintain an engaging plot that keeps me hooked.

Thank you personally, Yuri, for being the one to coax me out of my comfort zone and encourage me to embrace different literary genres. I genuinely appreciate it. Even when faced with challenges, you manage to produce exceptional writing. As always, your prose is nothing short of sublime, and I wish to express my gratitude for that. Your work is so compelling that it has the power to win over even those who are not typically drawn to this genre. Keep up the remarkable efforts, and may success accompany you in all your pursuits.