And Me makes Three (Chapter 1)

This is an original story not a fan-fiction. All characters, places, and events are fictional though they may resemble real people, locations or events.

My name is Joy. My life is a bit crazy sometimes but has gotten more complicated lately. I’m about six two with dark skin. I’m trans. I’m maybe taller than that even without heels. Everyone says, "You're tall." Or "How tall are you?”. It’s worse now that I’m living as a woman. I’ve reached my limit of giant woman jokes and slurs, unintentional and otherwise. It’s exhausting having to explain why being called Trans is not offensive but being called a trap or a tranny is. At the end of the day only few opinions matter to me. The one that matters most is that of my longtime girlfriend Carmen or as I call her Caramel. I’m still attracted to her and still with her. My gender change doesn’t change my sexuality. Even as a woman I still like women. Besides talking to Carmen I have my best friend Gwendolyn. Gwen is a mutual friend of both Carmen and I.

Carmen has a beautiful hue of brown skin. She is lighter in tone than me, but slightly darker than Gwen who I guess you could consider a redbone. They are both about the same height with slim frames. Gwen has bigger breast, but Carmen has wider hips. Gwen rocks short hair, but Carmen likes hers long. I love the personality they both have. I could spend hours talking to either of them. Being that we’re all friends we do just that. We chat all the time and go places together like the beach or the movies, or sometimes going to grab food together. We would jokingly call them dates, but we were just hanging out.

Carmen has been with me for six years. Since back before I transitioned. It feels like a lifetime ago. She was there for me before and after my change. I learned she was bisexual shortly after we started dating. It was a fact I took delight in knowing. I think that made it easier for Carmen to still accept me after my transition. It wasn’t an immediate change. I had thought about it for years. Even as I was dating Carmen I could feel my desire to be me, the “me” I am now. One thing we both agreed on was keeping things downstairs the way they were. I love living as a woman, but I don’t want to give up that one part of myself. Some people think it makes me less of a woman, but I don’t see it that way. Gender is a state of mind. My mind tells me no matter how I look on the outside I’m still a woman inside. Dressing and appearing as I do makes me feel more comfortable. My outside reflects how I feel inside.

My change hasn’t affected our sex life much. It’s a bit different than what it used to be. I always liked to be more intimate when it came to sex and she was more aggressive. Those roles didn’t change. The only real difference was I tend to keep a top on during sex. I’m still getting used to my chest bouncing so I wear a sports bra most times that we are together. My breasts aren’t that big, but they’re big enough. I wouldn’t want to have giant tits anyway.

I feel I’m getting a bit distracted. I wanted to write about the crazy night I had. Ok, so Caramel and I have this mutual friend Gwendolyn or Gwen for short. I’ve written about her before, but this was a different occasion. Gwen is a lesbian. I tried dating her before I knew that. It wasn’t until after being with Carmen a while that I learned she also wanted to date Gwen, but ended up with me instead. The details of that aren’t very important to this story. Essentially she didn’t ask her out because she wasn’t sure if Gwen was into girls or not. I’m getting off track again. The point is our mutual friend and past romantic or at the very least sexual interest is living with us. She had a fight with her ex-girlfriend and got kicked out their apartment. The funny thing is Gwen’s girlfriend was caught cheating and then has the nerve to blow up on her. Because everything was in the ex’s name Gwen was left high and dry with nowhere to go. The ex left all of Gwen’s clothes and things outside the apartment door. A neighbor kept them safe for her fortunately. They had overheard everything and was on her side. This brings us to the point where Gwen asked to crash with us.

Gwen had asked to stay with us for a few days until she could find a new place. That was 2 months ago. We didn’t mind having her as a guest she was neat enough and kept us company when watching movies and TV. The three of us still went out sometimes. I wasn’t getting any for a while because Carmen was worried about making noise while other people were in the house. We had brief moments to fool around when Gwen would go to work or pick up groceries, but it wasn’t enough. Carmen would always get paranoid that she’d be back early or just not be in the mood that day. It was really beginning to take a toll on me. It didn’t help any that Gwen had a guestroom to sleep in, but spent most of her nights half naked on our couch. Of course she had nothing to worry about from us, but she was tempting. Both Carmen and I wanted her before and if given the chance would jump at the opportunity to have her.

One night in particular I woke up from a dream and felt the need to check the locks on the front door. As I passed through the living room I saw Gwen lying yet again on the couch. She was only in a tight fitting T-shirt and panties. I know that even with me as Trans, Gwen would sooner fuck Carmen than me. Seeing her like that still got me excited. I could feel the blood rushing to my lower body and I was getting hard as I imagined what I’d do with her. I stood there longer than I should have watching her. Several minutes went by and I felt it time to return to bed.

I climbed back into bed and tried to cuddle with Carmen. She moved away some. “Come on let’s fool around.” I said to her. “Not tonight.” She said.

“If not tonight then when? Is there ever going to be a right time? You know how long it’s been.” I was a bit frustrated as I said that to her.

She responded just as hostile. I don’t remember everything she said, but she said much of the same. Something about she wanted to get off too, but something about time, energy and the right moment. I accused her of being ready and willing if Gwen wanted to fuck her. After that it was just angry chatter from her. I tuned her voice out cause I just wanted to sleep at that point. I tried my best to purposely have a sex dream, but my mind was blank that night.

It was a Friday night and the three of us sat on the couch and watched a rerun of some sitcom we all liked. It had become a routine for us to sit in pajamas and watch TV. Gwen wore short shorts and a tank top with no bra instead that night. It took all my will power to keep from getting an erection. I had chosen a bad night to wear no underwear with my PJ’s. It was incredibly hot in the apartment. Normally During commercials Gwen would get up to get a snack or a drink. I caught glimpses of Carmen glancing at Gwen whenever she got up. I looked too, but tried to make it less obvious. I felt kind of bad about the argument we had a few days ago. I just knew Carmen was looking at Gwen more because of it. Carmen had the same idea as me and managed to go to the kitchen at the same time as Gwen to get something. She took quite some time. I didn’t bother to look towards the kitchen to see if anything was happening. I couldn’t hear anything because the TV was loud and turning it down at that point would seem weird.

Carmen came back with a beer in hand. She sat down just as the show was starting again. She says to me that she really liked that episode of the show and she forgot the bottle opener in the kitchen. Of course she sends me to retrieve it. I complained about why she didn’t just get it while she was up. I decide to go because at least I would get a look at Gwen who still hadn’t come back. As I walked to the kitchen I thought that it might have been a set up, but I figured as long as I didn’t whip my dick out in front of her I wouldn’t cause any trouble.

When I got to the kitchen Gwen was bent over resting her elbows on the counter waiting for the microwave to stop. Her ass was in front of me and I could see the lacy straps of her thong peeking out the top of her shorts and her cheeks peeking out the bottom. I couldn’t help it. I was getting hard and I couldn’t hide it. My dick was pushing against my pants and I couldn’t risk Gwen seeing it and freaking out. An eight inch dick is kinda hard to hide given the csituation. I turned around and headed back to the living room without the bottle opener. Carmen was sitting there drinking her beer. She really did trick me into going into the kitchen. The type of beer she had was a twist top and didn’t need an opener. I could see her smirking. “Did you enjoy the view?” she asked. I ignored her. She said, “It’s ok she is fucking sexy as hell. I almost couldn’t resist.”

I guess we had made up by that point and were done being mad and gone back to joking. I just smiled and nodded. “You guys I’m right here.” Gwen said standing a few feet away. We hadn’t heard her come back. We sat in awkward silence watching more shows until late in the night. Gwen fell asleep with her head in Carmen’s lap. Carmen stroked her hair until she fell asleep as well. I had passed out at some point too. When I woke my body jerked a bit. Gwen’s legs were resting across my lap and my movement woke her which in turn woke Carmen. “Wow what time is it?” Gwen asked as she yawned. “Time for bed.” Carmen said as she stretched.

Gwen looked up at Carmen and said, “Well, if that’s the case can I get a kiss good night?” Carmen leaned down and kissed Gwen. It was Just a peck at first, then another. After another kiss or two they were making out. I shook my head thinking I was still sleepy, but the two were really going at it. I wanted to say something, but felt I couldn’t. Gwen gestured for me to come over. I got up and sat on the floor by were she was still laying in the lap of Carmen on the couch. “Can I get a kiss good night from you too?” She said. I was taken back a bit. Carmen said to me that it was ok and to go ahead. “I was a bit nervous, but I kissed Gwen. Her lips were soft. We made out for a little. She would stop kissing me and switch to Carmen then back to me. Finally Gwen stopped and said, “It’s late we can continue this another time.” She placed a hand on my thigh and said, “Maybe put that away for now. I don’t think I’m ready to deal with that.” She gestured to my crotch by tilting her head. “I’m still a little uncomfortable with the thought of it.”

I tried to cover up. “Would you rather it be made of rubber?” I said a little annoyed.

Gwen looked away before looking back and saying. “It’s just… complicated. I don’t find men attractive like that and… I’m sorry you’re a woman… with a dick. I’m not trying to be rude or mean it’s just that part.”

I was no longer erect. The mood was gone. “So what was this?” I said. “You sounded like you want this to happen again. Whatever this is. If you want to fool around with Carmen you can. I don’t mind. Just don’t force yourself to be with me.”

Gwen stood up. “I’m sorry I like you guys I really do. These past few months we’ve been together have been great. I really enjoy being around both of you and I really don’t want it to end. I heard you guys fighting when I got up one night to use the bathroom and I think we can all get along.”

Carmen took Gwen by the hand. “It’s not because of you bae. I realized I was a bit of the problem. I was neglecting Joy and denying that I wanted to do anything with you. We’ve talked several times about this, sometimes jokingly and sometimes seriously.”

I interrupted with “It’s late.” I suggested that we all get some rest. Gwen actually slept in the guestroom instead of on the couch. Carmen and I went to our room. We didn’t talk about what happened that night the next day. It was all too much for me to take in at the time. Carmen and I had talked about both wanting Gwen at some point and she being more likely to get anywhere with her. I told Carmen if that day came she totally had my blessing. I didn’t imagine such a thing would happen. Gwen showed interest in me as well but I don’t know how that will work. I don’t think she’s interested in me like that. I just have to wait and see where the future brings.