The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Love Perfume

By The Pen Is Mightier

Callie scowled slightly as she eyed the gift wrapped package. “What is it?”

“It’s a present,” Dave joked. Callie’s scowl deepened.

“Do you really think you should be cracking jokes right now Dave?”

For the last week, Dave had been “Camping with the kids” in the basement. As far as their kids knew, it was yet another off-the-cuff adventure with their dad. In reality, Callie had finally had enough and kicked him out of their bedroom.

Dave was never the most romantic guy, but when Callie had first married him he’d at least put in an effort. He occasionally bought flowers, called just to say ‘I love you’, and could even come up with a great gift every so often. Callie knew she couldn’t really expect it from him forever—Dave was like a big, easily distracted kid, plus all relationships settle down after a while. Still, she wasn’t prepared for just how much settling there’d actually be.

Eleven years and two kids after they exchanged vows, Callie felt like Dave had forgotten about her completely. She couldn’t remember the last time she received flowers, the rare times he said he loved her were loaded with all the enthusiasm that one might say they loved a good tuna sandwich, and if she was really lucky she might get a last-minute present from the gas station on her birthday.

Everything finally came to a head last week. It was Mother’s day, and all Callie really wanted was to spend a nice Sunday at home with Dave and the kids. She made this very clear when she talked to him about it a few days prior. Yet somehow when Sunday arrived Dave ‘forgot,’ and before she even woke up he took the kids out to go mudding in his pickup truck. He’d forgotten his cell phone, and the only indicator of where he went was a post-it note reading “be back later” stuck to their bathroom mirror.

In his customary fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants fashion, Dave lost track of time and they didn’t make it back home until it was nearly the kids’ bedtime. Without so much as a card or even five minutes together as a family for Mother’s day, Callie was fairly pissed to begin with. Then in bed that night Dave had the audacity to try to get sex out of her. It was the final straw. After the most explosive shouting match in their relationship, Dave found himself on the basement sofa while Callie contemplated their future.

If there was one trait Dave never struggled with, it was his penchant for the unexpected. So a part of Callie wasn’t surprised when she got home from work Friday afternoon to discover that he sent the kids off to Nana’s for the weekend so they could ‘figure this out,’ as he put it. She soon found herself sitting at the dining table across from Dave, scowling as she assessed the package wrapped in gold foil with a blue bow.

“Look Cal, I’m sorry,” Dave began, finally shifting to a serious tone. “I know I’ve fucked up again and again lately. I know I can be shortsighted and immature, and you’ve had to hold everything together while I mostly goof off with the kids. I don’t want to lose you babe. I got you this gift because I think it will bring us together. Just please, open it.”

Callie had to admit, his little speech was the truest thing he’d said recently. Her scowl softened and she reached for the gift, pulling it into her lap to open it. The ribbon came off, followed by the gold wrapping, and then the lid of the box, revealing the most ornate crystal perfume bottle she’d ever seen.

“Perfume?” Callie arched her eyebrow, not upset, but definitely confused. She didn’t really know what she’d been expecting to find in the gift box, but perfume wasn’t on the list.

“Not just perfume,” Dave responded, clearly excited about his find. “It’s supposed to be some kind of magic love perfume. The guy said it would kindle your flames of passion and draw us closer together or something like that. This could fix everything between us Cal!”

Callie’s mouth dropped open. “Excuse me?” She asked flatly. “Are you telling me you think our only problem is that MY ‘flames of passion’ need kindling?” Her eyes narrowed as her tone escalated. “Are YOU telling ME, that you seriously let someone con you out of our money for some fake magic love perfume, because you think the problem is ME?!”

Dave tried backpedaling, negotiating, and even begging, but Callie was fuming. By the end of the second-most explosive shouting match in their relationship, Callie watched from the living room window as Dave’s truck pulled out of the driveway, headed off to spend the rest of the weekend with his mom and the kids.

Callie returned to the dining room table and sat down in front of the opened gift box. If she wasn’t still so angry, she’d have started sobbing. “Magic love perfume,” she muttered. “Good god, Dave, what the fuck were you thinking?” As she stared into the box she had to admit, the bottle was very pretty. It was probably the most thought Dave put into a gift in several years. Still, who in their right mind would believe that story? Magic? There’s no such thing.

In a moment of curiosity, Callie found herself picking up the bottle and sniffing the sprayer. There was only a hint of fragrance on it, but even that small bit practically knocked Callie off her chair. It smelled unbelievably good. So good in fact, that Callie found her anger and frustration melting away as she sniffed the bottle in her hand.

Surprised at how great it made her feel, Callie briefly wondered if it really was magic. Ten seconds earlier, she was ready to lose her mind, but just the residual smell on the sprayer left her feeling genuinely good. What could a full blast of this stuff do? More curious now than ever, Callie decided to try it on.

She sprayed a little bit on her wrist, and as soon as it left the bottle, Callie was in heaven. The aroma was like the most beautiful bouquet of flowers she’d ever smelled, but with an earthy tone that she couldn’t put her finger on, except to say it smelled almost sultry. Before long, she’d applied it to just about everyplace a girl can apply perfume, leaving her floating on a cloud of bliss.

Basking in the bliss of her new perfume, Callie found herself beginning to feel aroused. At first it was barely noticeable—just a warm, pleasant feeling. With every passing moment though, she found herself becoming more and more turned on as she took in the scent.

Inhaling breath after breath of the sweet fragrance at the dining room table, she could feel her heart pounding a little harder and her breathing becoming a little more ragged. A few breaths later and her cheeks had become flushed with warmth. Soon after, she took another sharp breath as her nipples stiffened. As her nostrils were flooded with the delightful smell again and again, she even felt her pussy starting to soak her panties.

Callie pushed herself up from her chair, practically shaking from arousal. She wasn’t sure how it was happening, but she knew she was quickly growing hornier than she’d ever been in her life, and she desperately needed release. She considered running into her bedroom, ripping off all her clothes, and jilling herself off, but that felt so shallow. The idea of pleasuring herself just didn’t appeal to her at all.

What did appeal to her though was getting fucked.Yes, Callie realized, she needed to get fucked. Remembering that she’d left her phone in the kitchen, she started making her way there. She could call Dave, she decided. She’d tell him she was sorry, and beg him to come back home, and get him to fill her with cum. That would be perfect.

As she exited the dining room towards the kitchen, she found her plans interrupted by knocking at the front door. She tried to ignore it, but the knocking returned, and she realized her visitor wasn’t going to leave. “Nooo!” Callie groaned in frustration. She needed to cum so bad, and this was an unwelcome interruption.

When the next knock at the door sounded through the house, Callie had a revelation—maybe whoever was at the door could fuck her. On one hand, she’d never cheated on Dave before, despite several offers from random guys over the years. But on the other hand, he was already so far away. It would take so long for him to get back home, and Callie wanted to be fucked right now. A smile crept onto her face, and composing herself as best she could, she made her way to the door.

Swinging the front door open, Callie’s eyes took in the sight of her neighbor, Sean Cooper. Sean and his wife Shawna were newlyweds who’d just moved next door in the fall. The two families hit it off and became friends quickly. Callie frequently saw how much the 20-year-old lovebirds doted on one another. She’d never say it out loud, but she often found herself jealous of Shawna for how well Sean treated her. Now here he was, ripe for the taking.

Prior to opening her front door Callie had never really thought of Sean in a sexual light. After all, he was a very happily married neighbor and she was faithful to Dave. But now, with her own sex drive screaming and her need to be fucked growing by the second, she couldn’t help but ogle her hot, younger neighbor. Sean was in great shape, and standing there in his t-shirt and gym shorts, he looked like exactly what Callie needed. Even as he started to speak, Callie’s smile broadened while she worked out her plan.

“Oh hey Callie!” Sean cheerily said through the glass storm door. “Hey, sorry to bother you, but Shawna bought some furniture today that she wanted me to put together. I was in my garage getting my tools and I realized that I loaned my screw gun to Dave a couple weeks ago. You don’t happen to know where it is, do you?”

“You know, I bet I can find it if you’d help me,” Callie purred, pushing the storm door open. “Why don’t you come inside.” As Callie pushed open the glass door, a sultry, fragrant mix hit Sean’s nose, making his head spin. He had no clue where this heavenly smell was coming from, but he knew he wanted more of it.

Sean was a truly good guy. When he’d walked up to the house moments ago, he noticed that Callie’s car was the only one in the driveway. He’d never cheat on Shawna in a million years and didn’t even want to come close, so he had every intention of staying outside if Callie was home alone. But now, with the alluring fragrance seeping into his brain, Sean quickly found his plan dissolving. He just had to get more of whatever that scent was. Almost immediately he found his resolve collapsing, and he accepted Callie’s offer to enter her home.

As he stepped past Callie into her foyer, Sean realized that the scent must be something she was wearing. A part of his mind was alarmed at how much he liked it, and screamed for him to get out, to get back to Shawna. A rapidly growing part of him felt very differently, and wanted to rub his face all over Callie so he could take in more of the addictive smell.

Callie closed the door and turned to face him, and Sean could feel his arousal continuing to build with each breath. He tried not to gawk, but he couldn’t help but check out his 30-something year-old neighbor. His eyes were drawn to her generous tits. They made even the loose t-shirt she wore look sexy, and Sean couldn’t help but note that they had to be at least twice as big as Shawna’s. Breathing in her scent, he felt a growing urge to grab them, and he knew he had to stop this train of thought.

Tearing his eyes off her breasts, he forced himself to look up at Callie’s face. He tried to calm himself down, but the more he stood there breathing in her perfume, the more Sean realized how fuckable his neighbor truly was. He eyed her long dark blonde hair and noted how well it framed her beautiful face. Her smiling lips looked so kissable, and he could almost hear the words “fuck me” coming from her deep blue eyes.

Sean breathed deeply trying to clear his head, but as he took in more of her incredible scent he found himself increasingly fighting a battle to maintain control. He wanted to remain faithful to Shawna. He loved her more than anything in the world. But Callie was so sexy, and whatever perfume she had on smelled so amazing that he was having trouble herding his thoughts.

Callie stared into Sean’s eyes. She knew she had him. The way he was looking at her said everything. She sauntered towards him, closing the distance between them until her breasts were just barely making contact with his chest. With her face inches from his, she tilted her head, moving her lips right up to Sean’s right ear.

“Well Sean,” she whispered in a husky tone, “the last time I remember Dave screwing anything, it was in our bedroom.” She gave him a little kiss on his earlobe before continuing. “Why don’t you follow me and let’s see if what you’re looking for is in there?” She turned around and slowly started walking past the dining room towards the hallway. Sean couldn’t help but check out her ass and legs as she walked away.

Callie was nearing the hallway to her bedroom, and Sean found himself engaged in a mental battle. Part of him wanted to bolt through the door and run back to his bride. He adored Shawna so much, and knew he never wanted to hurt her. He also knew exactly what he was feeling right now as his cock stiffened. It was the same deep burning passion he felt this morning when he and Shawna made love before work. The primary difference was that this felt about a hundred times stronger. He knew if he followed Callie to her bedroom, he’d cheat on Shawna and fuck her brains out.

The other part of him also knew that if he followed Callie to her bedroom he’d fuck her brains out, but this part wasn’t concerned about that. This part was only concerned with that heavenly fragrance coming off his older neighbor. It was pure ambrosia, and if getting more of it meant cheating on his bride and fucking the hot mom next door, so be it.

As Callie slowly got further and further away, Sean found himself watching her ass sway. Her perfume still hung in the air, but it wasn’t as strong now as she entered the hallway. He had a chance to escape, but he desperately wanted more of that scent. He had to have it. Sean took one step towards the door, but caught himself looking back up in time to see Callie wink at him before she turned the corner to head down the hall. With one part regret and one part excitement, he found his feet moving him past the front door, and he followed Callie as she made her way to their destiny.

As the two neighbors entered Callie’s bedroom, she held the door for Sean to walk through, closing it behind him before stepping up close to him once more. “Would you look at that,” Callie breathed. “No screw gun. I wonder if anything else in here could give a good screwing.”

Pressing up against Sean, she could feel his hardness, making her even more excited. Their faces were nearly touching, his lips barely a centimeter from hers. Sean’s breathing was ragged, and perspiration was building on his forehead. He knew it was a lost cause, but Sean still fought every fiber of his being to keep himself from kissing her then and there. He tried to think of Shawna, but her perfume was so overpowering that its scent was steadily eroding the last of his willpower.

“I, I really think I should go,” Sean barely whispered out. “Shawna’s, she’s waiting, and I um, I said, oh fuck.” Sean couldn’t take it anymore. He mashed his lips up against Callie’s in a deep kiss. Her lips parted, and Callie groaned into Sean’s mouth as his tongue found hers. Soon, his hands were roaming all over her body as she reciprocated. Callie’s skin flushed with heat, causing the fragrance to become all the more powerful. They both knew they were past the point of no return.

Sean broke their kiss as he grabbed at the bottom of Callie’s t-shirt. She lifted her arms, letting him pull it up and off her head. In a moment their lips met once more as his hands roamed along her exposed back. Using a skill oft practiced on his wife, Sean unclasped her bra and slid the straps off her shoulders. He once again broke off their kiss as he pulled off her bra, revealing her bare breasts to his gaze.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous” Sean groaned out as he reached out to cup Callie’s enormous tits. Callie moaned in approval, and Sean moved back in, kissing her neck repeatedly, leaving marks of his passion as he went. He breathed in deep, taking a lungful of her scintillating fragrance as his hands continued to grope her.

Callie loved everything about this, but she needed even more. She separated from Sean, sinking to her knees in front of him and looping her fingers under his waistband. She started pulling off her married neighbor’s shorts and underwear as he ran his fingers through her hair. Sean’s cock sprang free and Callie swooned. It was so sexy, thick, and she realized, much larger than her husband’s.

“Is this for me?” she asked, looking up into his eyes. Sean slowly nodded, and let out a gasp as he felt her lips slipping over his cock. Callie pushed herself further onto his hardness, groaning on his cock as it reached the back of her throat. Looking him in the eyes, she drew back slowly until just the tip remained in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his cockhead before slowly engulfing him with her mouth once more. It had been years since she’d given Dave head. For some reason she remembered not liking it much but right now, everything about it was driving her wild.

“Oh, fuck, yes. Yes,” Sean growled as Callie picked up her pace, sucking on his shaft as she pumped it in and out of her mouth faster and faster. Sean grabbed two handfuls of Callie’s hair and began rapidly pistoning her head over his shaft. Callie was in ecstasy as she tried to passionately scream into his cock, driving Sean wild from the vibrations.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and erupted, spewing spurt after spurt of cum into Callie’s waiting mouth and down her throat. She tried to swallow all of it, but couldn’t keep up as some escaped the seal between her lips and his cock, running down her chin. Sean let go of her hair, and satisfied with herself for making this young stud cum so hard, Callie slid off his erection with a wet pop. She made a point to collect his cum from her chin, scooping it into her mouth and sucking her fingers clean.

“Hmmm, yummy,” she said with a smile. Sean pulled her to her feet, and Callie couldn’t help but giggle as he threw her onto the bed. In a flash, Callie’s shorts and panties joined Sean’s clothes on the floor. Sean eyed Callie’s snatch as he pulled his own shirt off, tossing it with the rest of their discarded garments.

The bed creaked as Sean climbed up between Callie’s legs and brought his face up to her pussy. The smell of her arousal mixed with the perfume permeating the air was making Sean even hornier than he had been just moments earlier. He dove into her, lapping at her pussy lips and eliciting a moan from his hot neighbor. He licked up and down her slit before his tongue finally landed on the nub of her clit. Callie groaned loudly as his tongue worked, rolling back and forth, stimulating her clittoris again and again.

“Oh, fuck, don’t, ungh, don’t stop,” Callie wailed. “Just keep, keep, ohmygod YES!” she cried as one of Sean’s fingers entered her pussy and started working on her G-spot. Dave rarely went down on her, and it was NEVER this good. ‘He must get a lot of practice with Shawna,’ Callie thought, groaning as Sean continued working her pussy.

“Oh, oh, fuck, Sean, fuck, I’m so close,” she moaned as she felt her orgasm coming on. “I’m, I, I, oh Sean, I’m cumming!” Callie cried out as her whole body convulsed from the single best orgasm of her life. Sean slowly worked his fingers in and out of her pussy lips, drawing her orgasm out even longer. Finally as she started to come down, she felt shifting as Sean moved on top of her until his face was directly over hers.

“So are you ready for the main course, or what?” Sean asked with a grin before his mouth descended upon her own. Callie moaned in approval as their tongues began dancing once more.

Next door, Shawna sat surrounded by a pile of furniture parts, growing more and more concerned. Sean told her he just needed to run over to Dave’s place to get his screw gun and he’d be back in a minute. That was over 15 minutes ago. She popped her head outside and looked over at the neighbor’s house. Dave’s truck wasn’t there. What could be taking Sean so long?

Shawna decided she needed to find her hubby and see what was going on. She slipped on a pair of flip flops and almost made it to the door before she backtracked to grab a tissue. Her allergies had been really bugging her today, and while the antihistamine she took a little while ago was finally beginning to work, she knew that as soon as she stepped outside she’d be all stuffy-nosed and watery-eyed once more.

Sure enough, by the time she found herself knocking on Dave and Callie’s door, the tissue was already coming in handy. She knocked a couple more times, but nobody was answering. ‘They’re probably somewhere looking for the screw gun where they can’t hear me knocking,’ Shawna guessed. She knocked one last time, but nobody came to the door.

Her allergies continuing to flare, Shawna knew she had to get inside soon. She considered going back home, but decided instead to just go inside Callie and Dave’s house to find Sean. They’d become pretty good friends with their neighbors, and in the past Callie had told her she was welcome anytime, so she felt comfortable popping in. Trying the knob, Shawna found the door unlocked, and let herself in.

As soon as the door was closed behind her, Shawna found herself feeling better already. Her nose was still stuffy, but she knew from experience that with the meds already in her system it’d clear up in a few minutes. “Hello?!” she called out. “Sean? Dave? Callie? Anyone here?” All the lights in the house were on, but nobody was answering.

It would be really strange if nobody was home with all the lights on and the door unlocked, so Callie started exploring the house. Peeking in the dining room, she saw a box on the table next to some wrapping paper and a fancy looking perfume bottle. As she looked over the scene, she realized there was a sound coming from further back in the house.

She followed the noise as it led her towards the hallway. She could make it out a little better now. It was rhythmic. Not quite a thumping, but still deep. She followed the sound down the hall, past the office and the kids rooms, and stopped outside the door to the master bedroom. Shawna could tell that the sound was definitely coming from the other side of the door. She could also tell exactly what the sound was: sex.

This close to the action, there was no doubt. She could hear the deep rhythmic thumping of the bed’s mattress as two bodies plowed into each other over and over. There was the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Not only could she identify a moaning sound, but from the voice she knew it was her neighbor Callie. But it was the words she heard next that made her heart sink.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight. You feel so good.”

That was Sean’s voice. Her Sean. The man she married barely six months ago. The man who was trying to get her pregnant with their first child as recently as this morning. Shawna started shaking. This couldn’t be happening. She felt tears welling up in her eyes. She must have misheard. Sean loved her so much. It had to be a mistake.

Against every fiber in her body, Shawna found herself turning the knob and pushing open the bedroom door. Instantly, her worst fears became reality as she witnessed Sean on top of their neighbor thrusting into her, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. Callie moaned Sean’s name, and Shawna watched in horror as her husband leaned down to passionately kiss her.

Shawna couldn’t tell how many eternities passed as she stood there, tears streaming down her face as she watched the man she called her one true love mercilessly fuck the neighbor they’d been friends with since moving in. How long has this been going on? Weeks? Months? Shawna felt the pit in her stomach growing as her hands clenched and unclenched.

Standing in the hall watching the mom from next door goading her husband to fuck her harder, Shawna found her sorrow growing into rage. How dare he do this to her? He told her he loved her, and her alone. He vowed to forsake all others, in front of God and everyone they knew. Shawna finally had enough, and stormed into the bedroom.

“What. The Fuck. IS GOING ON!?” Shawna screamed, finally getting the attention of Sean and Callie. They looked at her, but Sean didn’t stop fucking Callie.

“Hey Babe” Sean greeted her as he kept on plowing into Callie. “Can you smell it? Isn’t it so hot? It just, oh god yeah, it just smells so good.” Shawna had no idea what Sean was talking about. The only thing she knew at that point was that the way Sean just kept fucking Callie like it was no big deal was driving her into a white hot fury. She found herself running up to the bed and grabbing Sean, trying to pull him off her while screaming at him to stop. Her screams turned into sobs as Sean just kept thrusting into their neighbor.

As Shawna kept trying to pull them apart, her sinuses finally started to clear. She’d been yanking on Sean’s legs when she finally caught a hint of the scent floating in the air, and what she smelled almost knocked off her feet. The scent of sex hung heavy in the breath she took, but along with it was something…beautiful.

Shawna found herself inhaling the aroma more and more with every breath. As she took in the fragrant air, her tears quit flowing and her attempts to separate the couple on the bed grew weaker. She tried to hold onto her anger, but with every breath, Shawna found the scene in front of feeling less wrong to her. A few more breaths passed and she even started to like what she saw. After all, Sean and Callie were both so beautiful.

With the hurt of Sean’s cheating being quickly replaced by arousal, Shawna had to admit that Callie looked so hot. He could see why her man would want to fuck her with those enormous tits and her hot little cunny. She’d never fooled around with a woman before in her life, but if there was one woman she’d switch teams for, it was definitely Callie.

Just moments after she began trying to pull them apart, Shawna’s grasping at Sean had morphed into caresses on his back. She found herself loving how it felt to touch him as he bucked in and out of another woman. She even found one of her hands slipping down to Callie, running over her tits as the older woman moaned.

“You can smell it now, can’t you?” Sean asked his wife. She only nodded in response. She could smell it, and it was sooo good. Shawna moved in front of Sean and Callie and leaned in to give him a kiss. As she kissed her husband, Callie’s hands came up to find Shawna’s pert little tits. Callie began fondling them, causing Shawna to moan into Sean’s mouth as he began pumping their neighbor faster and harder.

“Oh,” Sean groaned, pulling his lips away from his wife’s, “Oh girls, I’m, oh, I’m gonna cum!” With a final thrust, he buried his cock deep inside Callie, feeling it throb as he pumped jet after jet of his cum into their neighbor’s cunt. Shawna had never watched her husband orgasm from this perspective, and she had to admit, it was incredibly hot.

Sean finally pulled out of Callie, leaving her pussy flooded with his cum as he rolled onto his back next to her. Shawna took another deep breath, truly admiring how delicious Callie’s used pussy looked, and how sexy Sean’s rod was with another woman’s juices coating it. The only thing she was unsure of, she realized as she stripped off her own clothes, was which one of them she wanted to fuck first.

Six months later, Sean walked into his house carrying a load of mail. He silently apologized to the postman as he made his way to the bedroom and sat on the bed. The sound of the shower turning off came from the master bath while he flipped through piles of one-year anniversary cards from he and Shawna’s family, along with a heap of ads and the occasional bill. Then he saw what he was looking for.

“It’s here!” he called out towards the bathroom as he tossed the rest of the mail onto the nightstand. As he began opening the envelope, Shawna waddled out from the master bath, hair still wet from her shower and wrapped in only a towel. At six months pregnant, Sean found her more beautiful than ever, and gestured for his love to come sit down beside him.

“Are you kidding? It’s finally here?” She asked, leaning in to give Sean a kiss before she took off her towel and sat down naked on the bed next to her husband. They’d been waiting for this day for ages. Sean eyed Shawna’s swollen, lactating tits and gave serious thought to taking a brief play break, but he knew this was too important, Shawna leaned on his shoulder and wrapped her arm behind him as he opened the envelope and fished out the papers inside.

Sean smiled as he read the papers. “Yup, it’s all here. It’s finally over.”

“Thank God!” came a voice from the bathroom. Sean looked up as Callie emerged, toweling off her own wet, pregnant belly. “I wondered if it would ever end.”

“It’s over, babe. Come see.” Callie walked up to Sean, kissing him tenderly before sitting on his other side and taking Shawna’s hand in her own.

For the next several minutes, the three lovers read through the decree. It had been a long road getting here. At first Dave had tried to take everything, citing Callie’s ‘infidelity with multiple partners.’ In response, Callie pointed out that her deep, newfound love with the Coopers was all due to the stupid perfume he purchased, which he foolishly admitted to under oath. Then came the custody battle for Callie’s kids, leading to weeks of negotiating and arguing.

In the end though, Callie, Sean, and Shawna all thought the final divorce settlement was fair. Callie got the house due to what the judge called “irreparable changes” caused by the perfume. She still got her kids every other weekend, and Dave was legally out of the picture.

“I think this calls for a celebration!” Shawna announced, leaning over to kiss Sean once more.

“Good idea sweetie.” Sean said, leaping up from between the two ladies. “Hey, you two get started, I have to go get something from the car.”

Sean raced out of the bedroom. Shawna and Callie turned toward each other on the bed, made eye contact and giggled. A moment later they were all over each other. Shawna leaned into Callie as their lips met, and Callie’s hands began running over Shawna’s baby bump and tits. Shawna loved these one-on-one moments with Callie. While all three of them had been madly in love ever since the perfume incident, the day Callie’s pregnancy test came back positive she and Shawna found a whole new level of bonding. There was just something so incredibly intimate knowing that the same man had fertilized both their wombs.

As their tongues wrestled, the two women moaned happily. Shawna broke off the kiss first. “So Cal, I think you know what I love the most.”

“Do I ever!” Callie laughed with a wink. Shawna laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide as Callie moved between them and began eating out her lover. Shawna let out a sigh and rested her legs over her lover’s shoulders while Callie found her clit, working it over with her tongue.

‘How lucky can a girl get?’ she thought herself, reflecting on how great it was that both Callie and Sean were masters at eating pussy. Callie told her she was great at it, too, but she felt like the lowly apprentice compared to the skills of her husband and their girlfriend. Shawna’s breathing grew more ragged with each lick, and in moments she was screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her.

Callie crawled up in the bed and delivered a scorching kiss to her lover before letting her lips trail their way over to Shawna’s ear, where she whispered between kisses “My turn.”

When Sean walked in carrying the bag, he found Shawna between Callie’s legs eating her out as Callie came hard. “Fuck Shawna, NEVER say you’re bad at that” she laughed as she came down from her orgasm. She noticed Sean watching them, and gave him a wink. “Hey stud. What’s in the bag? Dildo? Strap-on? Vibrator? Whatever it is, I’m ready!”

“No, no,” Sean responded. “This is something super special, to say I love you. And there’s something for each of you. Why don’t you two sit up for this?”

As she and Shawna sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, Callie was beaming. Sean was always so good to her. There was no end to the flowers and ‘I love yous’ and spontaneous gifts. Even though she came into his life after Shawna and through unusual circumstances, he still had so much love for her. They both did, and it was exactly what Callie had always wanted.

“Okay girls,” Sean said with a smile, “I’ve been driving around with these under my car seat for weeks waiting for today’s news. You both mean so much to me, and this doesn’t begin to show how much I love you both.” The girls looked at each other and let out another giggle before turning back to Sean. “First, something for my beautiful wife.”

Sean reached into the bag and produced a black velvety box. He opened it and presented Shawna with a beautiful silver bracelet with diamond accents. On the clasp of the bracelet, a heart with the initials “SCS” had been engraved into it. As Sean put it on her wrist, tears flowed down Shawna’s face and even Callie was getting a little emotional at the heartfelt gift.

“And for you,” Sean said, turning to face Callie as he pulled a slightly smaller velvet-clad box from the bag. “Callie Everson, when Shawna and I first met you, I remembered thinking what a nice neighbor we had. Then ‘that day’ came, and I realized how much more there was to you. You’re a smart, funny, gorgeous woman. A sensational lover, and soon, the mother of my child. I can’t think of anything better than for Shawna and I to spend the rest of our lives with you.”

Sean dropped to a knee in front of Callie, and even before he opened the box, both she and Shawna started crying tears of joy. Finally he opened the lid, revealing a diamond ring identical to the one Shawna wore on her left hand.

“Shawna and I have talked about this a lot, and we both agree, we need you in our lives for good.” Sean said, getting a little misty himself. “Callie, will you marry us?”

Callie burst into tears, nodding frantically. “Yes, oh, so much yes!” She blubbered out through her tears as Shawna leaned in and hugged her. Callie held out her hand, and Sean slipped the ring onto her finger. As he stood up to join the girls in their embrace, Callie couldn’t help but smile. She had finally found where she truly belonged, all thanks to a bottle of perfume.

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