Cohen & Drew – Nova lives out her fantasy

As promised, here is part two

(you can read part one here)

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“Kick me in the balls for suggesting this if you want,” Cohen started nervously, “but um, we could always- well, we could- um- if you w-”
“What he is trying to say is that if you felt the need to um, relive that night and do the whole hot and sweaty and naked thing, well, we would both be… up… for it,” Drew finished saying what Cohen couldn’t.

Without even looking Nova knew that both men were indeed up for it. Truth be told, she was up for it too, more than up for it, but wasn’t sure how to take that next step and communicate that to the two men. Taking a deep breath Nova stood, picked up her handbag from where she’d dropped it beside the couch and turned to look at Cohen and Drew. Both looked embarrassed and she knew they were thinking she was about to leave, insulted by their suggestion.

As if.

Rather than walking behind the couch and toward the front door, Nova walked toward the hallway and when she reached the doorframe turned around and smiled at the men.

“You coming or not?”

She didn’t wait for their responses and instead giggled quietly to herself as she walked quickly up the hallway, very aware of the footsteps behind her getting closer as Cohen and Drew followed her. Nova didn’t turn around until she was in Cohen’s bedroom and the door had been closed by whichever man was last into the room. Continue reading

A year on and that chemistry is still fizzing away

hello-im-back… and I have some new characters to share!

I’m sharing it in two parts because it is a substantial amount of writing and probably easier to digest in two readings… but of course I hope you feel the need to read them one after the other, without time to digest!

I won’t share too much of the back story because it is all included in part 1, but the main characters are Nova, Cohen & Drew… a threesome who once upon a time shared a frisky kiss-and-grope session, but nothing has been said about it since.  That, of course, is about to change.

Enjoy!

(and for easy access here is part 2!)

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“Are you sure this doesn’t look too trashy?” Caroline asked nervously as she stood looking at her reflection in the full length mirror.
“No, you look gorgeous,” Nova reassured her best friend. “Sexy, but in a sophisticated, tasteful way.”
“You think his grandparents will approve then?”
“Of course they will!”
Caroline smiled nervously at her reflection. “Come on, let’s go have a cuppa and relax for a few minutes.”

Weekends at Caroline’s, it had become the norm. Usually the two would go out clubbing on Friday night with other friends then afterward Nova would crash at Caroline’s because it was within walking distance of all the bars. Saturday was usually spent hungover with neither woman moving too far from the couch. On Sunday they would go for brunch and at some stage in the afternoon Nova would go back to her boring, lonely flat.

“You dicks want something to drink?” Caroline called out to her twin brother, Cohen, and his best friend, Drew.
“Coffee please, one of those yummy freeze dried ones, not the crappy powdery instant you usually give me,” Cohen shouted in reply.
“You’ll have what I give you!” Caroline called back and rolled her eyes at Nova. “What about you Drew?”
“Ummm I will have a cup of coffee please, and I don’t mind the crappy powdery instant, unlike this ungrateful bastard.” came Drew’s voice from the lounge.
Caroline laughed. “How that dude is still single, I don’t know.”
“I guess what that whore Janelle did has probably put him off women forever,” Nova replied.

A year earlier Drew’s girlfriend of four years had left him for his older brother, who he used to be extremely close to. It seemed he was finally moving on with life and was starting to cope with losing his brother from his life, but they all knew it had been harder on him than he let on. Understandably. Continue reading

Jamie finally gets to live out her m/f/m fantasy (part 2)

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Yesterday I posted part one of Jamie’s threesome with Josh and Marcus… as promised here is part two!

 

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After a few minutes she began feeling alive again and having two hard cocks pressing against her was making her feel alive in more ways than one.

“Perhaps we should get in the bed properly,” Jamie suggested and Josh chuckled.

“It might be a bit more comfortable,” Josh agreed as the three of them sat up.

“You still okay with this?” Marcus asked and Jamie liked that he did. They had spoken at length about how important it was for one of them to say if they wanted to stop, and that if any of them went through with it just to keep the others happy, it would end badly.

“Very okay with this, as long as both of you are,” Jamie replied as they all got off the bed and she pulled back the covers.

“Oh, I am more than okay with it,” Marcus said with a smirk as he pulled his pants and boxers down, making it visually clear just how okay he was with it.

“Does it look like I want to stop?” Josh asked pointedly as he too lost his pants and boxers. Jamie whimpered as she chewed on her bottom lip – seven years they had been together – and the sight of him in his naked, tattooed glory still made her breath hitch

Jamie sat in the middle of the bed and patted the empty space on either side of her, winking at both of the men as she did so. Josh got in the bed and began to kiss her hungrily. It seemed only natural to move her hand down and when she gripped him tightly she felt a renewed clenching deep inside. Josh groaned loudly as Jamie started moving her hand up and down his cock, and as she moved her other hand to Marcus’s crotch, she could hear Marcus’s breathing getting faster, then much louder when she finally took him in her fist.

Two cocks. She had two cocks in her hands. Jamie couldn’t really believe the situation she found herself in. It had been nothing more than a fantasy for a long time and to be able to live it out was an incredible feeling; the fact she was doing it with the love of her life and her best friend made it even better.

The three of them had always been open about their sex lives and while Josh and Marcus both made it clear they had no desire to experiment with other men, she loved that they were comfortable enough with each other and their own sexuality to help make her fantasy come true. It was by no means the sort of thing you could ask any old friend to do.

It didn’t take much for Jamie to get carried away. Having two cocks at her mercy gave her an arousing sense of power, the groans and moans coming from Josh and Marcus spurring her on to move her hands faster. She probably could keep going until they both got off, but that wasn’t how she wanted the night to end for the two men. She wanted their night to end when they were both buried deep inside her, spent, after filling her with their cocks and their cum. Both men were like steel in her hands and her pussy was beyond sopping wet.

She knew they were all ready to take the next step.

Jamie broke off the kiss between her and Josh, and smiled softly at him. ‘I love you,’ she mouthed and Josh gave her an adoring look as he mouthed ‘I love you‘ back. It was time. She knew it, he knew it, and turning around to look at Marcus, the wild look on his face suggested he knew it was well.

Lying down, Jamie rolled onto her side and smiled at Marcus then lightly pressed her lips against his and immediately felt her pussy reacting. His cock was solid against her belly, while Josh’s was equally hard against the small of her back as he kissed along the back of her shoulders and traced lazy circles on her hip.

The kiss between her and Marcus became more passion-fuelled and instinctively Jamie pressed her hips against him. His body felt so strong and hard against her own, familiar, safe… but at the same time it was something she felt detached from.

Josh pressed up behind her and when she felt the tip of his cock nudge against the crack of her ass she let out an deep-seeded moan as flashbacks of his cock moving slowly in and out of her ass flooded her memory. The length of Marcus’s cock was pressing against her slit, the pressure causing her cunt to clench uncontrollably – she needed Josh, she needed Marcus – every single nerve in her body was craving the feeling of their cocks.

It was time.

Jamie gave Marcus a subtle nod of her head, which he returned, their signal for ‘ready‘. With Marcus’s permission granted, Jamie moved her top leg over his hip and tilted her hips until she felt the swollen tip of his cock pressing against her hole. Very slowly Marcus pulled on her hips and as his cock slid inside, Jamie held her breath, exhaling loudly when his cock came in contact with the back of her pussy.

Behind her she felt Josh rolling away, then rolling back in toward her. The sound of the lid on the tube of lubricant being opened made her heart race, but not as much as the sensation of Josh applying the lube to her hole. Anticipation caused her to hold her breath for the moment she felt Josh’s index finger probing at her asshole and as he gently worked it inside her she let out a loud whimper. Her whimper turned to a shaky moan when Josh added a second finger and as he slowly moved them in and out, Jamie found herself wanting – needing – more, namely his cock.

When he moved his fingers away from her hole Jamie could picture him coating his stiff cock with lube. She could picture the excited yet tender look on his face as he ran his fingers down her spine, she could picture the way he was biting his lip as he lined himself up and started to very gently rub the tip of his cock around her hole.

Marcus winked at her and put his hand behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss. Jamie moaned softly against Marcus’s mouth and moved her arm behind her, putting it on Josh’s hip, their agreed upon signal that he could officially make her fantasy come true.

Almost imperceptibly slowly Josh began to penetrate her asshole, and Jamie groaned against Marcus’s mouth. It didn’t hurt, it wasn’t uncomfortable, but the sensation of being filled up in that way was always one that took a few moments for her to get used to.

Jamie could feel herself being stretched open with such an intensity it was almost too much for her. Again, not uncomfortable, just overwhelming. Pleasurably overwhelming.

When Josh was all the way inside he remained perfectly still for a few seconds, giving her body a chance to get used to the intrusion. Instinctively Jamie began to move her hips against Marcus, amazed by just how sensitive she felt with two cocks inside her in comparison to just the one. Everything was amplified, the pressure, the friction, the delicious stretch… it already felt more amazing than she had dreamed it would and they had barely started moving!

They took it very slowly. Even though the threesome was technically about her, she wanted it to be a pleasurable experience for Marcus and Josh as well and she knew that taking their time was a way to ensure that happened. Taking it slowly would also give Marcus and Josh a chance to get accustomed to feeling each other as they moved against Jamie.

Everyone had acknowledged it wasn’t only Jamie that would be experiencing something she had never felt before, the same went for Marcus and Josh, who, even though they were in different holes, would be able to feel each other’s cocks. Before they had agreed to go through with it Jamie had wanted to know that it was something they felt 100% okay about. She didn’t want the experience to leave either feeling awkward or for it to change things between the two men. Yes, things would change slightly, but she didn’t want them to change in a bad or negative way. It was only with reassurances from both men that they had finally agreed to go through with it.

Josh kept his movements nice and slow, gliding in and out in a way that heightened sensation for her, making each stroke of his cock more pleasurable. Marcus was moving faster and Jamie loved the way his cock was hitting the back of her pussy at an angle that meant her A-spot was getting a lot of stimulation. The position of her hips meant ther was almost constant friction against her clit and it felt divine; she really had the best of both worlds. Josh’s cock was rubbing against nerves that didn’t usually get stimulated and that was heightening the pleasure caused by the spots Marcus was hitting.

The more into it Jamie got, the faster she moved her hips and the inevitable result was that both men began moving faster. She was crying out louder with each increase in the speed of their hips and knew that her cries were spurring the men on; though they had agreed to take things slow, they soon enough reached the point that she needed it harder and faster – in both holes – and the men were only too happy to comply.

She could feel how swollen Josh’s cock was as he moved inside her with powerful yet careful movements. He was unable to control the volume of his groans and Jamie was sure that with each powerful drive of his hips, his groans were getting louder and more desperate. Marcus was a little less careful with his thrusts, but that was the way Jamie liked it – she needed to feel his cock slamming into her pussy – it was in perfect contrast to Josh’s more controlled movements.

The sensation of fullness really was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Before they got started she knew she it would feel different, but she had no idea just how much! That fullness was at its best when Marcus and Josh somehow got into a rhythm and were both on the in-thrust at the same time. Having two cocks moving in her at the same time created a huge stretch at the peak of the stroke, followed by a second of feeling suddenly empty before BOOM, overwhelming fullness again.

Jamie felt almost crazed as the full/empty/full sensation was repeated over, and over, and over; her clit was throbbing wildly, the walls of her pussy were swollen and growing more sensitive with each of Marcus’s thrusts. Her ass was much the same, only it was a lot more sensitive than her cunt, every stroke of Josh’s hard, thick length elliciting a deep moan from her.

In the deepest recesses of her pussy she could feel her orgasm developing, it was like a storm brewing and she knew that when it hit, it was going to hit hard. Her hips were moving at a frantic pace that she wasn’t controlling – she gave herself over to the sensation and let her hips move naturally – she had never felt quite so out of control during sex. It was a very primal, almost animalistic feeling.

Marcus and Josh both felt hot and sweaty against her but that only added to the overall experience, as did the loud guttural groans coming from both of them. Knowing them as well as she did sexually, she could tell both men were getting close to their rapturous peak and somehow she gave herself over even more to the sensation coursing through her system. She allowed herself to feel everything and in a way reached a mental state of zen like relaxation, instantly that feeling of a storm brewing deep inside her increased and she braced herself for what was to come.

“Harder… now… pl-” Jamie begged, not needing to finish her plea as both men immediately picked up the pace and began slamming into her.

Heat.

She could feel heat spreading throughout her body. Her toes, her calves, her thighs, her abdomen, her chest, her shoulders, her head. Intense heat, coursing from a place she didn’t even know existed inside.

Tension.

It spread faster than the heat, her entire body going rigid and taut as that storm approached, waiting to burst free.

Screaming.

She was screaming louder than she had ever screamed before, her throat feeling raw, her lungs burning.

Dizzy.

The room was spinning, she felt as if she was watching the whole thing taking place from outside of her body.

Then it hit. Hard, fierce, violent.

Her body shook to the core as the walls of her pussy gripped and released Marcus’s cock with so much power she was aware of his groans becoming deeper, louder, almost pained, as his own orgasm was triggered. He pushed into her with one final, forceful thrust, his cock hitting her A-spot so hard that a second orgasm hit out of nowhere and she let out a strangled scream as she experienced sensory overload that was so pleasurable she felt she might pass out from it.

Josh’s fingers digging into her hip snapped her out of it and as the foggy haze started to clear, he let out a loud grunt and pushed into her, his cock hitting deeper than it had at any point, ever. Jamie could feel his cock pulsating against her walls as he emptied himself inside her ass, his fingers digging so deeply into her hip, it was as if he was hanging on for dear life.

And then they were still. The room was filled with sounds of the laboured breathing of three people who had experienced three indescribable orgasms. Jamie was conscious of Josh slowly pulling out of her and seconds later she felt Marcus’s cock leaving her pussy. Suddenly she was empty. There was an incredible void inside her; she could feel her cunt almost quivering at the sudden emptiness.

Swollen.

She had never felt so swollen, or tender. Or beautifully sated.

Jamie briefly pressed her lips against Marcus’s, before managing the effort of rolling over and finally being face-to-face with Josh. The beautiful man who would do anything for her.

Josh smiled softly at her as he moved his hand up and stroked her cheek while looking adoringly at her.

“I love you,” Josh whispered and Jamie felt close to tears as she returned his smile.

“I love you too,” Jamie replied, leaning in and softly brushing her lips against his.

Behind her Jamie could feel Marcus rolling over onto his stomach and giggled quietly when he began quietly snoring.

“How about we let him sleep and go have a shower?” Jamie suggested quietly and Josh nodded in agreement.

“Sounds good to me,” Josh replied, kissing her again before rolling over and getting out of the bed.

Jamie and Josh picked up their clothes from the floor and tip-toed out of the room, closing the door quietly behind them. Walking into their bedroom Jamie rolled her eyes as she felt cum dribbling down her inner thighs. Sex. It wasn’t always pretty! She followed Josh into the ensuite and both dropped their clothes in the hamper as they passed it. He turned the shower on and she put both of their robes on the heated towel rail, ready for when they got out… there was nothing she liked more than getting out of the shower and putting a toasty warm robe on!

When they stepped into the shower cubicle Jamie immediately found her way into Josh’s arms. She smiled against his chest as the water coursed over them, the soothing heat pelting against her skin in a way that made her feel unexpectedly sleepy. Obviously picking up on the drowsy state she was in, Josh took over the role of washing her.

He started with her hair; his hands felt so good massaging her scalp that she let out relaxed sigh after relaxed sigh. When he was done with her hair his soapy hands roamed her body, cleansing every inch of skin with a heavenly touch so light she could barely feel it. He was very gentle when he dropped to his knees and soaped between her legs. Any other time, having hands between her legs like that would have led to steamy shower sex, but not that night. It was no exaggeration to say she was sexed out and all she wanted to do was snuggle up in bed with Josh, his arms protectively around her, their legs entwined, listening to the sound of each other breathing.

Fifteen minutes later that is exactly where they were. Josh went as far as putting her favourite mink blanket on top of the duvet, creating an extra cosy feeling when he pulled the blankets right up around her head the way she liked. His skin was soft and warm against hers and although she wasn’t up for sex, she couldn’t keep her hands off him, tracing the designs tattooed on his belly with a lazy finger, enjoying the way his skin felt against her fingertips.

“Thank you for tonight,” Jamie whispered.

“Did it live up to the image in your mind?” Josh asked curiously and Jamie moved up slightly, Josh repositioning the blankets over them.

“It was better than anything I had dreamed up,” Jamie admitted and could feel herself blushing as she remembered what they’d been doing only an hour earlier.

“You have no idea how happy that makes me,” Josh replied and kissed her on the forehead.

“Was it… was it weird for you?” Jamie had to ask. Josh chuckled quietly.

“Is it something I would want to do every night? No,” Josh replied, continuing, “Was it weird? Well, it was a little at the start, but when things started properly, when I was playing with your nipples and Marcus was eating you, I kind of just focused on what I was doing and how you were responding,” he told her, taking a break to kiss her. When the kiss came to an end he carried on, “by the time we got down to the – uh – main act, if you will, I got so carried away by what I was doing that I wasn’t really thinking about the fact Marcus was in bed with us,” he explained.

“But you could obviously feel him?” Jamie asked, enjoying that they could be so open about what had just happened.

“I could, but like I said, I was more focused on what I was doing to you. I guess if none of us were really into it it would have been a different story, it’s probably all I would have focused on, but it didn’t bother me at all,” Josh responded.

“Just so you know, it’s not something I’d want to do every night either,” Jamie reassured him.

“Would you do it again?” Josh asked seriously and Jamie shrugged.

“I don’t think so,” Jamie replied honestly. “I got it out of my system,” she giggled, then corrected herself, “well, in my system,” and they both laughed. “I know it is a major cliché, but you are more than enough man for me,” she finished, meaning every single word of it.

“I love you, you crazy woman,” Josh yawned and Jamie grinned at him.

“I love you too, you crazy man,” Jamie replied and pressed her lips against his.

“Sweet dreams,” Josh yawned again and after one final kiss Jamie rolled over in his arms and yawned loudly.

Very soon she felt sleep starting to take over, and mused that with Josh’s body pressed up against her, his arms protectively around her and the blankets pulled all the way up, it could have been any normal night for them. Had they really just had a threesome?!

When Jamie woke the next morning she stretched out and smiled sleepily. She loved Saturday mornings. No 6am wake up call. No work. Nowhere to be. It was heaven. Though it had never been something they had discussed or agreed on, Josh always let her sleep in on Saturday mornings. On Sunday morning they tended to spend most of their time in bed together, but on Saturday Josh left Jamie to sleep, telling her she deserved it after how hard she worked during the week.

In reality, Jamie knew it was really a way for him to spend time playing video games or watching his favourite martial arts movies, but she didn’t mind. Just because they were in a relationship didn’t mean they needed to spend every spare second of their time together, besides, when she did surface on a Saturday morning Josh always stopped what he was doing and they did things together.

That particular morning Jamie felt nervous and it took her a couple of minutes to put a finger on why. Yes, somehow she had managed to forget about the fact she, Josh and Marcus had had a threesome only 12 hours earlier. She had no idea whether Marcus was still there and if he was, she had no idea what the atmosphere would be like between him and Josh. They had all agreed they had the type of friendship that wouldn’t be negatively impacted if they went through with the threesome, but she wasn’t an idiot, she knew that until you were in that time and place you really had no idea how you’d react to something.

Part of her wanted to stay in bed and hide, part of her desperately wanted a coffee and it didn’t take long before the coffee-loving part won out. Jamie got out of bed and put trackpants and a T-shirt on, taking a deep breath before she opened the bedroom door. From where she stood in the hall Jamie could hear the unmistakeable faux-car sounds of a video game and walking toward the lounge she could hear voices. Marcus was obviously still there. Surely that was a good sign that things weren’t awkward between the two men?

Jamie opened the lounge door and entered, not at all surprised to find the two men on the couch, video game controllers in hand and an empty packet of chocolate biscuits on the floor. It wasn’t until she was standing right beside Josh that he even noticed she was there.

“Morning babe,” Josh greeted her, not taking his eyes of the TV screen.

“Hey sleepy,” Marcus joked, his eyes not leaving the TV screen either.

“Both of you sleep okay?” Jamie asked, sitting down beside Josh.

“Fine,” Josh replied, eyes still glued to the screen.

“Best sleep I’ve had in ages,” Marcus announced, but like Josh, his eyes didn’t leave the screen.

“Coffee?” Jamie offered and Josh nodded his head.

“Yes please, I will beat this douchebag in just a second,” Josh replied, then laughed loudly as the car Marcus was controlling crashed and burst into flames.

“You’re a cheat!” Marcus cried out and Jamie watched, amused, as Josh poked his tongue out at him.

“Na, you just suck!” Josh said gleefully.

“Whatever, dick, I let you win!” Marcus retorted and Jamie rolled her eyes.

“How old are the two of you meant to be again?” Jamie asked teasingly.

“I guess we should stop while I’m ahead,” Josh sighed and Jamie winked at Marcus.

“I dunno about that, it’ll take me a few minutes to make the coffee, I’m sure there is enough time for Marcus to beat you,” Jamie suggested innocently.

“It’s on!” Marcus yelled and Jamie laughed as she watched the two men glaring at each other.

“Prepare to lose, again!” Josh exclaimed. He hit a button on his controller and the game started again.

Jamie laughed quietly as she watched the two men becoming instantly immersed in their battle. She had no idea why she had felt so nervous about how the atmosphere would be that morning. It was life as usual for the three of them; Marcus and Josh taking a break from the adult world and acting like teenagers, her rolling her eyes at the scene, while at the same time feeling blessed to have such an amazing partner and a best friend who hadn’t let sex get in the way of their friendship.

 

Jamie finally gets to live out her m/f/m fantasy (part 1)

Last year I felt the urge to write a m/f/m threesome… so I did!

Rather than give you a big speel about the story I have decided to just post it because it is pretty self-explanatory!  It is actually part of a WIP I haven’t really shared anything from because I’m not sure whether it’s going to be a series of short-ish stories, or novel length.  I’m sure y’all will be the first to know when I do eventually decide!

Anyway… here is part one!
-> and here is part two

Enjoy!

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Part one.. There is better to come!

Part one..
There is better to come!

A familiar knock on the door caused her to jump. It wasn’t that Jamie wasn’t expecting the knock on the door, but she knew what that knock represented, and though she was more than ready for it, she still felt nervous. Josh chuckled as he got up off the couch.

“How about I get the door?” he suggested and leaned down so he could kiss her. “Try and relax,” he added.

“I am relaxed,” Jamie promised, taking a cleansing breath as she watched her boyfriend leave the room to answer the door.

Jamie smiled as she heard the two men talking in the entryway, then she took another cleansing breath as the voices and footfalls got closer and closer. Josh entered the lounge, followed by Marcus – and it was quite a breathtaking sight the two of them made. Both were tall with broad shoulders, perfectly muscled arms and powerful legs, all of which came from the hours they spent in the gym. Both were personal trainers, they worked very hard, but by god did it pay off! Looking at either of them individually was enough to make her pussy throb, but both of them together? That was just asking for trouble.

“God, I am glad today is over!” Marcus exclaimed as he fell back on the couch on one side of Jamie, with Josh on the other side of her.

“You know, if you would sooner go home and go to bed, you’re more than welcome to,” Jamie teased.

“Are you crazy, woman?” Marcus retorted and Jamie nodded.

“It has been suggested that I may be,” Jamie joked, but wondered if perhaps it was the case.

“I love your special brand of crazy,” Josh said sweetly and she smiled at him.

“You bring it out in me,” Jamie replied and giggled as he leaned in to kiss her.

Josh’s tongue swiped against her own and she didn’t bother attempting to stifle the whimper that escaped from between her lips. A hand brushed her hair out of the way of her neck, and as she felt Marcus’s warm breath against her neck, another whimper escaped, this one louder and accompanied by a tightening sensation deep inside her pussy. Josh continued to tangle his tongue with hers, while Marcus pressed his lips gently against the crook of her neck and began to slowly kiss his way up until he reached her earlobe.

Marcus nibbled lightly on her earlobe and as he did Jamie realised her nerves about the threesome had been unfounded. Josh and Marcus both knew her body better than even she did and knew precisely what to do to get her turned on. She had felt nervous about how to get things started – who would initiate and how they would initiate – but it seemed her nerves had been unwarranted.

Both men were amazing in bed, gentle when they needed to be, rough when they needed to be, and more impressively, both understood the importance of foreplay. Sex had always happened very naturally between her and Marcus, back when they were fuck buddies and it was the same between her and Josh. It made sense that things would happen spontaneously.

Jamie moaned quietly when Josh broke off the kiss and moved on to her neck. Already she was feeling bombarded by sensations and they weren’t even naked yet. Marcus was still lightly nibbling her earlobe while Josh worked his way down her neck with featherlight kisses which made her toes tingle. His fingers grazed against one of her nipples and Jamie let out a shaky breath, a shaky breath which turned into a moan when she felt fingers grazing against the other nipple.

She turned to face Marcus and smiled coyly at him seconds before he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips against hers. It had been a long time since she and Marcus had kissed kissed, but that familiarity was still there. She had always loved how soft his lips were and the way he could tease her with his tongue. It seemed nothing had changed. Quickly the kiss deepened and became more passionate; it was the type of kiss that gave her butterflies in her stomach, the type of kiss that made it hard to focus on anything else.

Except for the feeling of Josh’s lips wrapping around her lace-encased nipple. Jamie groaned against Marcus’s mouth as Josh sucked her nipple through the lacy confines of her bra. The designs of the delicate lace provided resistance of some sort – she could feel parts of her nipple against his tongue, but other parts were stuck behind the lace – and as he sucked harder on the nipple, the friction increased. She had been so caught up in the kiss she hadn’t even noticed Josh moving her wraparound top down over her breasts.

The louder she groaned against Marcus’s mouth, the deeper and hungrier their kisses became. The more her groans increased, the harder Josh sucked on her nipple. She could feel the slick wetness spreading between her legs and it was accompanied by an undeniable ache deep inside her cunt; an ache that could only be soothed by the feeling of having a thick, hard cock stretching her wide open.

When Josh tugged on her nipple with his teeth Jamie let out a loud cry and wished they were naked. She needed to be touched every where, she needed fingers stroking her skin, hands cupping her boobs, fingers gently spreading her open, fingers moving inside her, a tongue licking slowly up and down her wetness. Most of all she needed to feel a cock against the back of her pussy.

And in her ass. Anal sex wasn’t a regular part of their sexual repertoire, but on the odd occasion it was something she craved.

Back when she was in university she had watched a porno with her then-boyfriend. It was tacky and the acting was awful, but the threesome that was the ‘main act’ of the movie had turned her on far beyond anything she had experienced before. The woman had a cock in her pussy and a cock in her ass… something about that had appealed to her on a level she wasn’t used to.

She had been embarrassed to start with and had tried to just forget the idea, but the older she got, the more sex she had, the more she wanted to engage in a threesome. She wanted a cock in each hole. She wanted two men to focus all their attention on her. She wanted to cum until she couldn’t handle it anymore.

Then she’d met Marcus. While they had never moved beyond fuck buddies, they had been very close from the start and had often had candid discussions about sex. They had shared stories, they had shared fantasies, they had recommended porn for each other and had taken great pleasure in watching non-porn R18 movies which had explicit sex scenes in them. Above all else they had had amazing sex. Marcus knew about her desire to have a threesome and on a couple of occasions they had tried to find a man who would help fulfill that little fantasy for her, but they had always come up empty-handed.

It was through Marcus she had met Josh. Very early in their relationship they had spoken about their fantasies. By then Jamie had come to terms with the fact she would probably never get to experience her threesome fantasy, besides, Josh kept her more than satisfied – their sex life wasn’t exactly what she classified as vanilla!

But there they were. Two days out from her 32nd birthday and that fantasy was getting extremely close to being a reality.

“Do you want to go through to the bedroom?” Josh asked, and Jamie broke off the kiss with Marcus so she could nod in reply.

The three of them stood up and without exchanging a word walked down the hallway, bypassing Jamie and Josh’s bedroom and entering the guest room. After Marcus had initially agreed to the threesome, he’d joined them for dinner one night and the’dy discussed the ‘rules’; one of the main ones being that the threesome would not take place in the bed Jamie and Josh shared. All had agreed that would be crossing a line.

In preparation Jamie had bought nice new Egyptian cotton sheets for the bed… just because they were doing something some would class as sexually deviant didn’t mean they couldn’t do it in comfort! As well as the fancy new sheets, she had also spent almost a whole day trying to find the perfect lingerie for the occasion. She didn’t want anything that was tacky looking, but she did want to look and feel sexy!

Knowing Josh’s weakness for garterbelts, suspenders and stockings, she had eventually opted for a black lace garterbelt and suspenders combo, with lace top sheer stockings. She’d purchased the matching bra, but had decided against the matching panties. Panties would only get in the way, and she knew Josh loved a pantiless surprise when he undressed her! He was a very visual man and she knew he would love the view of the garterbelt and suspenders while he indulged her craving for anal sex.

Jamie could tell that neither Marcus or Josh really knew what to do next, so standing in front of them she undid the tie to her wraparound top, biting her lip as she let it fall open while taking in the look on the men’s faces. Both were boob men, so it made sense to break the ice, by enticing them with her almost-bare breasts. She could feel her nipples straining against the lace of her bra and bit her lip as Josh moved in toward her, a determined look on his face. It was a look that caused her breath to hitch, her heart to speed up, her pussy to swell.

Josh’s hands gripped onto her hips and he pulled her tightly against him. She could feel the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her belly and had to fight the impulse to pull his pants down and mount him. She was aching for his cock.

They began to kiss frantically and when she felt Marcus pressing up behind her she wasn’t sure whether to arch her hips into Josh, or into Marcus. To say she was ready for both of them was putting it mildly and she knew it would still be a while before she had both of her holes filled with their hard lengths. How would she be able to wait?

Marcus stepped back and she felt his fingers brushing down both sides of her neck as he trailed them down to her shoulders and slipped her top off her arms. Josh’s hands drifted up her sides and again she found her breath hitching as he ran his fingers around the outer curve of her breasts, before moving his fingers inward, swiping his thumbs against her painfully hard nipples.

It was impossible not to moan as Josh worked his own brand of magic, manipulating her nipples in the way he knew would drive her crazy; he applied firm pressure with his thumbs but rather than moving them back and forward continuously he kept breaking the contact, causing each new touch to resonate deeper inside her.

She was aware of Marcus’s hands moving up her back and when she felt her bra release, let out a quiet whimper of delight. With her bra off she knew there was no way either man would be able to keep his mouth off her. Josh began walking her backward and by the time she was perched on the edge of the bed her bra had disappeared, not that she was surprised. What did surprise her was when both Josh and Marcus dropped to their knees in front of her, one on each side of her. She had no idea if the guys had spoken about it, but as they both shuffled forward, Jamie found it very hard to breathe.

Josh was the first one to make contact with her nipples, circling his tongue around the nipple on ‘his’ side. Jamie moaned and shuddered, relieved to finally have proper tongue-nipple contact. Marcus wasn’t far behind and when he began licking the other nipple she moaned even louder.

Josh’s tongue was swirling around in circles, Marcus’s was flicking up and down. The contrast of sensations was unlike anything she had experienced before and as she put a hand on each man’s shoulder and dug her nails in, she could feel their warmth of their skin through their tshirts. She needed to anchor herself, some way to try and not get too carried away by what was happening.

Both knew her nipples were extremely sensitive and she feared that if the nipple play went on too long she might cum from that alone. The men, it seemed, weren’t worried about that though. While Marcus continued licking one nipple, Josh began to suck on her other nipple. To start with, his suckling was gentle, but as was usually the way he lost the ability to be gentle and began sucking her nipple harder, taking it as deep into his mouth as he could.

More. She needed more.

The contact between her nipple and Josh’s mouth broke. Jamie looked at him pleadingly. Opening the top drawer of the nightstand, Josh removed an item which jingled as he took it in her hand. Without seeing it, Jamie knew it was her nipple clamps. Immediately her heart began to speed up and she could feel the extra blood rushing to her pussy, the mere thought of what would happen when Josh put the nipple clamps on her, almost enough to send her over the edge.

“How about we get you out of that skirt?” Marcus suggested. Jamie hadn’t even noticed he had stopped licking her nipple.

“Uh huh,” was all Jamie managed in response as she stood up in front of Marcus, who was still on his knees.

“What exactly are you wearing beneath your skirt, I wonder,” Josh commented, his voice husky and rich.
“A special surprise,” Jamie replied with a wink as Marcus undid the zip on the side of her skirt and slowly pulled it down over her thighs revealing her pantiless yet lacy state.

“Fuuuuuck” Josh gasped and gave her the look of a man possessed. Just the reaction she was hoping for.

“I see your taste in lingerie hasn’t changed at all,” Marcus chuckled, but couldn’t take his eyes off her.

“Where do you boys want me?” Jamie asked suggestively, grinning as she noticed the particularly large bulges in both mens pants.

“On the bed, like you were,” Marcus replied quickly and Jamie bit her lip as she watched him taking his top off. He had an amazing physique and if anything he looked even better than he had when they were sleeping together.

“Heels on or off?” Jamie asked, knowing full well what the answer would be.

“On!” Marcus and Josh exclaimed in unison and she giggled as Marcus pushed her onto her back.

Josh smiled down at her as he took his top off and then lay down beside her, nipple clamps in hand. Jamie was about to ask him exactly what his intentions were, but the only sound that came out of her mouth was a gasp, quickly followed by a groan as she felt a tongue running up between her wet folds. Her focus had been on Josh and because of that Jamie hadn’t noticed Marcus spreading her legs and moving in between them. Oral was on their ‘acceptable’ list, but Jamie hadn’t thought it would be Marcus doing it to her.

Neither Marcus or Josh had felt weird about the idea of having a threesome, or of being naked together, but Marcus had said he didn’t want to cross any ‘intimacy lines’. Josh and Jamie had both reassured him that the only sex act that was off limits for Marcus, as far as their list went, was anal sex. Marcus had been adamant he would stick to her boobs, general touching, and putting his cock inside her pussy, yet there he was, head buried between her legs, tongue lapping up and down the slick wetness of her cunt, making her cry out and move her hips in tight circles.

Jamie looked pleadingly at Josh and he winked at her as he started to lightly suck on the nipple closest to his mouth. The second she had the added nipple stimulation Marcus’s tongue felt even better as it ran up and down her slit, dipping inside her hole at the bottom and circling around her clit at the top.

There was no way she could control the volume of her moans and cries, and as Marcus began focusing more on her clit she wondered how the hell she would be able to control her body and keep her orgasm at bay. The whole point of the threesome wasn’t to cum with a tongue on her pussy and a mouth on her nipple… an odd sense of panic began coursing through her system.

The pleasure she was feeling countered the panic and as much as she wanted to tell them to stop, as much as she wanted to let them know she was ready for their cocks, she just couldn’t. Marcus’s tongue was working magic on her pussy, Josh’s mouth was tormenting her nipple in the most delicious way known to man or woman and as she teetered on the brink she was hit with the realisation that an orgasm was going to happen whether she tried to stop it happening or not. Coming to that conclusion, Jamie decided against trying to fight it, it wasn’t every day you had one man lapping at your cunt while another sucked on your nipples. She should make the most of it!

Josh grazed his nails across her belly then moved his hand upward and began to rub her other nipple. The rubbing very quickly turned to squeezing and tugging, causing her hips to grind against Marcus’s mouth. When Josh’s mouth suddenly left her nipple, Jamie whimpered and looked at him, eyes wide and unblinking, wondering why the hell he’d stopped when it felt so fucking good and she was perilously close! The quiet jangle of the nipple clamps in his hand was all the answer she needed.

Marcus continued licking her pussy while Josh changed position and took one of her nipples between his fingers. Jamie began gasping for breath, the anticipation of what she knew was to come almost enough to send her right over the orgasmic edge. She watched as the nipple clamp moved ever closer to her nipple and held her breath as Josh pulled on her nipple with one hand and placed the clamp on the nipple with the other.

The heightened sensation caused just by the one nipple clamp was almost enough to make her cum, but she willed herself to hold off until both clamps were on. Josh didn’t waste any time putting the second clamp on, and as a result Jamie screamed loudly, feeling overwhelmed by just how sensitive her nipples felt with both on. It wasn’t so much the clamps, as the combination of Marcus going down on her and Josh having fun with her nipples; it was a lot more exciting than her using the clamps on herself while Josh went down on her!

With the clamps on Jamie lost the remaining thread of ability she had to fight off her orgasm. Josh began rubbing his fingers against the tips of her nipples and she felt her pussy starting to tighten; when Marcus increased the pressure of his tongue against her clit, she could feel the room starting to spin as her orgasm began building. Her thighs tensed, her stomach muscles tightened, she lost the ability to concentrate on anything other than the pleasure the two men were giving her.

The burst of pleasure started in the pit of her stomach and worked its way up as the tension grew in her pussy. Her orgasm erupted violently and she screamed loudly while holding Marcus’s face against her pussy, not wanting his tongue to move in hopes it would prolong her orgasm. Josh was squeezing her nipples tightly, causing burst after burst after burst of electricity directly from her nipples to her clit.

Jamie could feel when she reached the peak of her orgasm and as it began to wane Josh made quick work of removing the clamps from her nipples. They had used them enough for him to know that if the clamps were still on after Jamie came down from her orgasm, it would cause the complete opposite of the pleasure she had been feeling seconds beforehand.

She was in a daze as Josh pulled her into his arms and when she felt the softness of his skin against her cheek, she let out a loud, happy, sated sigh. Moments later the warm plane of Marcus’s chest was against her back and Jamie let out another blissful sigh.

Some people didn’t feel the need for intimacy immediately after an orgasm, but she always had and felt lucky that Josh was exactly the same in that regard. She loved when they had sex, she loved making him cum, she loved him making her cum, but she almost loved the post-sex cuddling even more.

Carly and Stella give Brad a memorable welcome home

threesome_heart_attackWhile I was doing some last minute exam study a couple of months back – I became inspired – and rather than adding to my notes about… well, whatever it was, I turned to the back of my exercise book and began writing.

The result of this procrastination was the story of Carly, Stella & Brad making the most of Brad’s boss’s lunch break by having sex on his desk.  It was going to be a one off and it still is a one off, but I enjoyed the characters of Carly, Stella and Brad so much that I felt the need to visit them again.  Because it was meant to be a one off story I don’t actually know a hell of a lot about the characters, other than the fact they are in a polyamorous relationship… I have a feeling I’ll have to get to know them a bit better if I am to write anything else about this trio!

I haven’t really written since I got all of my exam results back and last weekend I was feeling bad about that.  I revisited old works and would get motivated to write, but sitting in front of my laptop the words just wouldn’t flow.  That was when I remembered the flash fiction I had writen about Carly et al and before I knew it I was writing!

The following is what appeared to flow from my brain directly to the computer screen…

I am sure I will be back with story #3 very soon!

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Brad sighed with relief as he let himself in the front door. Work had been hectic that day and he was looking forward to being able to put his feet up and spend the evening relaxing with Carly and Stella.

Smiling expectantly, Brad walked into the kitchen but his smile disappeared when it was an empty room he walked into. Usually the two girls would be in the kitchen cooking dinner by that stage and he wondered if he had forgotten they were going to be late home. That didn’t make sense though, as both of their cars were in the driveway and the door was unlocked.

He went over to the big bay window that looked out over the backyard but the only movement out there were a few birds hopping around on the soggy post-rain grass.

“I’m home,” Brad called out but his greeting went unreturned.

Perhaps they had gone for a walk, he decided, as he made his way down the hallway toward their bedroom. He would get out of his stuffy business clothes and get into something suitable for a night of lounging on the couch with the loves of his life.

A grin spread across his face when he opened the bedroom door to reveal Stella lying spread-eagled on the bed moaning quietly, while Carly focused the attentions of her tongue on Stella’s pussy. It was a sight he never got tired of and one that had an immediate effect on his cock. Even as he approached the two women he was getting hard, his cock starting to throb and twitch as he took in the sight of Carly hungrily licking Stella’s cunt.

Both women were naked and he couldn’t decide which one he wanted to touch first, or how. On the one hand Stella’s nipples were hard and he couldn’t wait to take one in his mouth and suck long and hard on it, but on the other Carly’s ass was enticingly on display and the temptation to remove his pants, step in behind her and guide his cock inside her wet pussy was very strong.

“Mind some company?” Brad asked overly-politely as he shrugged his shirt off and undid his pants.sexthreescompanyfeb5

“You are officially invited,” Stella replied, her voice husky and pleasure-filled. “We thought you’d like a nice surprise when you got home,” she explained quickly and moaned loudly as Carly worked some sort of magic with her tongue.

Stepping out of his pants and boxers, Brad moved closer to the bed, stroking his hand up and down rapidly hardening his cock. Without really thinking about it, he stepped in behind Carly and with his hands on her hips, ran the tip of his cock up and down her slit. The way she was positioned at the end of the bed, she was at the perfect height and he couldn’t resist the open invitation provided by her splayed pussy.

He would have loved to be able to display some form of control, to not appear too eager to bury himself in Carly’s wet heat but he was fighting a losing battle.

Carly arched her hips backward and groaned against Stella’s pussy as he pressed the top inch of his cock into her hole. Brad placed his hands on her hips and finally pushed all the way inside Carly, grunting loudly as her pussy tightly gripped his cock and she instinctively began moving her hips in loose circles.

Stella’s own moans and cries of pleasure grew louder and Brad smirked because he knew how turned on it made her when Carly was being pleasured by him, while pleasuring her. The first few thrusts of his hips were slow and gentle, but as was so often the case, he very quickly got carried away, gripping more firmly to Carly’s hips so he could hit deeper and harder with each movement.

Even though they were muffled against Stella’s pussy, Carly’s moans were still considerably loud which had the domino effect of making him more vocal. There was something about hearing Carly’s and Stella’s cries, whimpers, moans, groans and screams of pleasure that heightened the whole experience for him and invariably led to him being louder.

Stella’s cries reached fever pitch – the look of utmost pleasure on her face telling him she was going to cum – and soon. At the same time Carly’s hips were moving faster and she was pressing back into him, her moans louder against Stella’s pussy. He could only imagine the vibrations caused by Carly’s moans were having an effect on the sensations Stella was feeling; for the millionth time since they had entered into their relationship, he thought about how lucky they were to have such an incredible sex life.

The three of them were moaning, groaning and crying out, the sounds of their pleasure mingling to create some sort of sex chorus. Stella’s cries had transitioned into screeches and Brad could see Carly pressing her face more firmly against Stella’s pussy, he knew her tongue would be moving back and forward against Stella’s clit at an astonishing rate. In some ways Brad was envious of Carly, he loved the taste of Stella’s pussy juice on his tongue and decided perhaps he would need a turn later in the evening.

He didn’t understand guys that complained about having to go down on their girlfriend or wife; one of his favourite things to do was eat one woman and eat the other straight after. There was nothing better than having both women at the mercy of his tongue and then hearing them scream when they couldn’t handle any more.

Brad watched as Stella started to tremble, his fingers digging deeply into Carly’s hips as he braced himself for the loud scream that would inevitably erupt from Stella in a few seconds. The trembling became more pronounced, the loud screeches suddenly became screams and as Stella’s orgasm hit he pulled Carly back into him, ensuring he hit deep inside, knowing that would help trigger her own orgasm.

His orgasm was steadily building and he hoped Carly would cum before he did; he always put Carly’s and Stella’s pleasure ahead of his own and felt oddly guilty if he came before one or both of them had. Judging by the tightness of her cunt Brad knew Carly’s orgasm would hit soon and he couldn’t stop himself slamming harder into her, in hopes it would make her orgasm even stronger when it did hit.

Carly’s cries became more high-pitched and he could feel the muscles in her hips tensing beneath his fingertips; at the same time her pussy began to strangle his cock and not release. Harder, and harder he moved against her, his cock ramming into the back of her pussy making her cry out even louder. The cries turned into screams and the constant friction against his cock became almost too much. His breathing was fast and shallow, his ass was tight and he was gripping Carly’s hips tightly, anchoring himself in preparation for his orgasmic release.

When Carly’s screams became louder she pressed tightly back against him again; he could feel her shaking and put more effort into the movement of his hips, groaning loudly as his cock started to throb with such intensity it became uncomfortable. He slammed into her as hard and fast as he could and after five final thrusts Carly screamed long and loud as she came undone around him, the contractions of her pussy milking his cock.

Carly was still riding the crest of her orgasm when his hit and he roared loudly, pressing into Carly while pulling her back at the hips, cock pulsating as he spilled his load into the tight heat of her cunt. The orgasm didn’t seem to want to stop and when it finally petered off Brad felt more than a little light headed.

He released Carly’s hips and watched through heavy eyelids as she crawled up the bed and lay beside Stella, immediately snuggling up against her and letting out a satisfied sigh. Brad’s legs were shaking so he followed Carly’s lead and crawled up the bed, coming to a stop on the other side of Stella.

Somehow they managed to move under the blankets and as Brad rested his head against Stella’s chest he put his arm over her, his hand coming to rest on Carly’s hip. Carly did the same thing with her arm and he smiled as he felt her fingers lightly stroking his side.

“I’m glad you’re home,” Stella whispered and Brad nuzzled his nose against her neck.

“I’m glad as well,” Brad replied.

“We missed you,” Carly added and he smiled, loving that after so long together the three of them still missed each other when they were apart.

“I missed both of you as well,” Brad told them honestly.

“We were talking about the naughty weekend we spent in Sydney and that was what got us horny before you got home,” Carly informed him and he smirked as he remembered the weekend she was talking about.

“Perhaps we should reminisce some more after dinner,” Brad suggested, unable to think of anything he’d like more than spending the night having sex with Carly and Stella.

“Food and sex, perfect way to spend a night!” Stella joked and they all laughed.

“I love you two crazy women,” Brad declared.

“We love you too,” Carly and Stella replied in unison, both smiling adoringly at him.

Lanie has a threesome with Blake and Logan

I would love to give all the background that led to me writing this, but we are heading away for the day and I am already running behind!
I have a feeling this may turn into a series because let’s face it, the background story is going to be rather intriguing.  After all, how does a woman end up in a relationship with identical twin brothers?
For now, I leave you with Lanie, Blake and Logan… enjoy!
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Lanie stood before the door and nervously smoothed down her outfit. She was going for the ‘fake it til you make it’ thing and hoped her business-like outfit of black pencil skirt and red short sleeve shirt with ruffles down the middle would make her look more confident than she felt. In reality she had never been more nervous, excited, or anxious in her life.

Another knock on the door and she rolled her eyes, “Come on Lanie, get your shit together, you can do this,” she said to herself and before she could chicken out pulled the door open. Her knees went weak as she took in the doubly delicious sight of Blake and Logan.

“Hey gorgeous,” Logan said and held his arms out to Lanie.

“Hey yourself,” Lanie laughed as she stepped into his arms and inhaled his scent, manly and musky. She never could get enough of the Ralph Lauren cologne he wore.

“Oi, remember we are sharing tonight!” Blake chuckled from beside her and Lanie winked at him as she moved from Logan’s arms into his, loving the stark contrast of his Armani cologne which citrusy and fresh, making her think of summer.

“Wanna come in?” Lanie asked and mentally rolled her eyes… of course they wanted to come in.

“Inside or in you?” Blake asked wickedly and Lanie bit her lip.

“Both,” Lanie replied and turned back into the house, Blake and Logan following closely behind.

“Can I get either of you a drink?” Lanie asked stopping outside the door to the kitchen.

“Look at you playing the hostess,” Logan teased and Lanie shrugged.

“Just giving you time to back out,” Lanie managed to say with a straight face, knowing there was no way that was going to happen.

“You really think either of us is going to back out when you have been sending us filthy text messages all week?” Blake asked stepping behind her and moving her hair to the side so he could bite the crook of her neck.

“And those naughty pxts were pure wickedness,” Logan added putting his hands on her hips and stepping into her so she was effectively sandwiched between the two men.

“No idea what you’re talking about,” Lanie said innocently, biting back a whimper when the two men began kissing opposite sides of her neck.

The men managed to kiss and nip at her neck as the three of them made their way through to the bedroom, Lanie’s tormented whimpers and moans the only sounds in the house. As they walked, Logan was undoing the buttons on her shirt while Blake was unzipping the back of her skirt.

By the time they stepped into her bedroom her black sheer lace bra was on display and when Blake worked her skirt down over her hips, so were her matching panties. Lanie stepped out of her skirt and moved to take her red stilettos off, but Logan stopped her, whispering huskily in her ear that she should keep them on. Lanie smirked at him as she remembered he was the one with the stiletto fetish. Keep them on it was.

When her shirt dropped to the floor Lanie looked at both men with determination.

“Tops off, now,” she ordered, feeling a tight clench in her pussy when the two men did as was asked of them. To Lanie’s disappointment Blake never had the slightest hint of hair on his chest, but he was covered from neck to hips in tattoos, a major turn on for her. Logan, on the other hand, had no ink whatsoever, but he had the perfect amount of hair on his chest and seeing his treasure trail was enough to give her a mini-orgasm.

It was when they had their tops off that it was blatanly obvious which twin was which. Yeap. She didn’t have a boyfriend – she had two – and they were identical twin brothers. The idea of a threesome was something they had been toying with for a few months; Blake and Logan were both happy with the idea, but Lanie had needed longer to think about it. Ultimately though, she knew she could trust both men, and she would be lying if she said she wasn’t extremely curious about what it would be like to be in bed with both men at the same time.

And there they were!

Lanie wasn’t too sure what to say so rather than speak she moved closer to the two men so she could trail a hand down their chests and over their bellies before continuing south and dipping a hand in the waistband of each man’s pants. Logan groaned while Blake inhaled sharply. Both were looking at her intently waiting for her next move… which was to take her hands from inside their pants and pull each of their zippers down. The buttons of their jeans came undone next and she watched Blake and Logan shuffling out of their jeans and shoes, a burst of desire tearing through her body as she looked at them standing in their boxers.

They really were identical – the same wide shoulders, the same big arms, the same broad chests, the same powerful thighs – and they were all hers. She wasn’t sure how she’d got so lucky, even if it was they who claimed they were the lucky ones, an admission she always scoffed at.

Her hands drifted down their chests again and over their bellies, this time her hands settled on the two hardening bulges encased in their boxers. She gave them both a gentle squeeze followed by a not-so-gentle squeeze and bit her lip as both men groaned and gave her pleading looks. Pretending she was immune to their desperate looks Lanie snaked her fingers into the waistband of their boxers and slowly moved each hand lower and lower until she had a bare cock gripped in each fist.

Blake started to move against her hand while Logan put his hand around hers and made her grip him tighter. She had never felt more in charge in her life – it was a feeling she wasn’t used to – and she loved it.

The feeling of control disappeared when Logan slipped his fingers beneath the elastic of the crotch of her panties and brushed his finger against her wet folds. She wanted to pretend she was in no rush and that she wanted to take things slow, but her hips betrayed her and began moving against his hand. With her hand still inside his boxers, Blake moved in front of her and cupped her breast in his huge hand, his thumb swiping across the lace covered nipple and she let out a shuddery moan, arching her back in an attempt to push more of her boob into his hand.

Lanie gripped onto Blake’s shoulders when Logan added another finger to her pussy and began to rub her clit with his thumb. If she was standing much longer she knew she was going to collapse – there was only so much a girl could take before needing to writhe around naked beneath an equally naked man [or men as it were] – and that time was fast approaching.

She removed her hand from inside Blake’s boxers and pulled him forward at the shoulders so she could kiss him. His tongue swiped against hers and she groaned against his mouth as Logan began rubbing her clit in faster, harder circles. When Blake’s hands began to trail slowly down her sides Lanie found it hard to catch her breath, the featherlight touch of his fingertips was causing a throbbing ache deep inside her pussy and she was suddenly overcome by the need to have one of them – no, both of them – inside her.

The kissing deepened and she was sent into some form of sensory overload when she focused on the feeling of two hands on her sides and one hand between her legs. It felt incredible and intense and she wondered how she had waited so long to let both of them have her at the same time.

Blake dropped gently to his knees and when Lanie felt Logan’s hand leave her pussy she felt what could only be described as panic. Maybe they had changed their minds? When she felt the waistband of her panties being pulled down she sighed with relief. They weren’t leaving, they were taking her panties off. When her panties dropped to the floor Lanie stepped out of them and smiled nervously at Blake when he stood back up. It wasn’t that she was unsure, it was just that it was such a huge moment for her – for all of them – and it was hard not to feel nervous about what was to come!

Logan kissed the tip of her shoulder then kissed inward until he reached and kissed up her neck and along her jaw until he reached her lips. They kissed softly and slowly, and when Lanie felt Blake’s breath on her neck she turned so she could kiss him. The hunger in his kiss surprised her and she moaned as he tugged on her bottom lip with his teeth then resumed kissing her with even more hunger. The kiss came to a natural end and Lanie could sense the two men were feeling just as needy as she was.

She kicked off her stilettos before dropping to her knees between the men. She pulled down Blake’s boxers, followed by Logan’s, and wasn’t surprised when the moment she stood up Blake turned her around and undid her bra. It almost floated to the floor and as she turned around again she noticed a very familiar look of hunger on both men’s faces. It was identical.

“Ready for bed?” Blake whispered, pushing a stray strand of hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear.

“I’m very ready,” Lanie whispered.

“Come on then,” Logan smiled at her and took her hand. She and Logan walked around to one side of the bed while Blake went around the other side, when they were all in the bed she was in between the two men, and again was finding it hard to breathe.

Lanie wasn’t too sure what to do next but Logan and Blake made that a moot point by rolling in toward her and each taking one of her nipples in their mouths. She gasped and groaned as the men began sucking her nipples, both using slightly different techniques. Blake was flicking the tip of her nipple with his tongue, while Logan was running his tongue around the nipple in his mouth… on their own it would be enough to make her grip at the bedsheets and beg for more. The two of them at the same time felt like heaven. Overwhelming pleasurable heaven.

To try and slow down her response, Lanie moved her hands down until she found the two hard cocks she was so familiar with. As the men sucked and played with her nipples she squeezed their hard lengths, loving the way it felt when one of them groaned against her nipple, the reverberations spreading through her body and causing her clit to throb. The harder she squeezed them the harder they sucked and before long her room was full with a chorus of moans, groans, grunts and cries. Her hips were moving in tight circles and her legs were spreading of their own accord – it was as if her body was screaming out ‘please fuck me now!‘ – and her body was right, she was beyond ready.

“I… I need more,” Lanie said feeling flustered.

“Do you want both of us at the same time, or do you want us to take turns?” Blake asked sweetly and had she not been so turned on and aching for their cocks, she would have laughed.

“Both of you,” Lanie replied without needing to think about it.

Blake moved on top of her and began kissing her. She could feel his cock pressing against her slit but he made no attempt to press inside her, while they were kissing she was aware of Logan sitting up beside her and opening the bedside table. Again, had she not been so ready for their cocks she would have laughed and made a comment about there being no sexy way to say ‘sorry hunny I just need to get the lube out‘, but in that moment all she wanted was to feel two cocks deep inside her. In her opinion, he couldn’t lube up fast enough!

Blake moved off her as Logan lay back down and before she could say a word Logan was on top of her. Like with Blake, she could feel Logan’s cock pressing against her slit but he didn’t make any moves to enter her and instead kissed her nice and slowly. It was the type of kiss that would ordinarily have led to hours of love making, but not that night. She softly moaned against his mouth and her breath hitched when he lightly licked the inside of her top lip. That single contact sent pleasure coursing directly to her clit and she suddenly found it hard to not wrap her legs around his waist and pull him deep inside her cunt.

When they broke the kiss to catch their breath Lanie felt almost crazed with desire. She couldn’t just kiss anymore, she needed to be filled up with their cocks, to move against them, to feel them moving against her. She needed to cum, and badly.

A strong hand grabbed her hip and she felt a thrill of excitement tear through her as Blake rolled her so she was pressed right up against him. His cock was against her saturated slit and when he lifted her leg and put it over his hip she knew she was finally getting what she so badly wanted and needed. The thick head of his cock ran up and down between her swollen lips a few times and then stopped at her hole. Her breath hitched as she felt the first inch of him pressing inside her and then she groaned loudly when he pulled her against him as he pushed into her. Pleasure shot through her system and she silently willed him to begin moving hard and fast against her.

That was when she felt Logan’s lubricated fingers probing at her asshole. She moaned as he massaged the tight ring of muscle before pressing one finger inside her and sliding it in and out of her slowly, sending pleasurable waves deep into her pussy, which was clenching tightly around Blake’s cock. He added another finger and she moaned loudly, her hips bucking as her fingers dug into Blake’s arm. Logan’s fingers were soon replaced by the feeling of his cock against her tight opening and as he slowly and carefully inched his way inside her he groaned, she groaned, and Blake groaned, his hand digging into her hip.

For a few moments they were still, then Blake began kissing her and as a natural response her hips began moving against him. Blake began moving in time with her and Logan quickly found the right rhythm – both cocks were pulling out at the same time and both were pushing in at the same time – the feeling of fullness surpassed anything she had imagined and then there was the friction. God. She had never felt friction of an intensity like she felt in those moments.

Her clit was getting constant friction and the tight ring of muscle at the entrance to her ass was getting it too; what she hadn’t counted on was the internal friction caused by Logan’s and Blake’s cocks rubbing against her internal walls at the same time. The sensation caused by the friction was all encompassing, and the louder her moans and cries got, the faster the men moved against her, the more friction was created, and the louder she would moan and cry… it was a never ending circle of pleasure like she had never experienced before.

Logan was working his usual magic on her neck, licking and biting in exactly the right place to send bolts of electricity directly to her clit. She could feel that she was swollen and knew she was incredibly wet, the more her body responded, the more she felt the pleasure. What she would normally feel in her clit began spreading throughout her cunt and soon she felt a tight heat in her pussy. The heat only added to what she was feeling and when she started shrieking she hoped she could prolong things long enough to make Logan and Blake cum… she hated the idea of her being the only one who reached orgasm!

Blake was gripping onto her hip harder with each few thrusts and when he started grunting she felt relieved knowing it meant he was going to cum soon. Behind her Logan was panting, his breath coming hard and fast against her neck.

“Harder baby,” Lanie whispered to Logan and immediately he began to move his hips harder against her.

Whenever they had anal sex he waited until she told him it was okay to start moving harder… he had done it the first time they had it and it had become a bit of a habit for them. She loved that he cared so much about her, but then his brother was just the same – both were feisty in the sack – but also very gentle and caring, and always put her pleasure ahead of theirs.

Because Logan started moving harder, so did Blake, and Lanie quickly felt her orgasm building up. She knew it was going to be a big one because, rather than starting deep in her pussy, it started in her toes and spread upward, every muscle in her body tightening, and when it reached her cunt rather than the tension bursting free after a couple of seconds it kept building and building and building. Her pussy felt so tight around Blake she was afraid she might do him some damage, but his deep groans told her he was fine. Logan was grunting loudly in her ear and as his thrusts became even harder she put her arm behind her so she could grip onto his hip. She needed to be anchored to try and have some control over her orgasm.

There was so much tension in her cunt, it was almost unbearable. In fact it was. She had to stop. She had to…

Before she could decide what she had to do her orgasm hit with such impact she thrashed about and screamed loudly, she was conscious of nothing and of no one, the room was spinning, the bed was spinning, as far as she knew the world was spinning. In the murky depths of her vaguely-conscious brain she could hear and feel the two men cumming, Blake pressing deep into her cunt, Logan pressing deep into her ass, growling and groaning, roaring their release.

By the time Lanie came around, her cunt and ass were both empty. She was on her back with Blake and Logan were snuggled up against her – Blake was lazily stroking her thigh, Logan was peppering kisses on her shoulder – and she was trying to find the energy and mental capacity to talk, to turn her head, to move her toes.

She found no energy though – quite the opposite actually – she was falling asleep and didn’t want to because she wanted to enjoy the post orgasmic bliss with Blake and Logan… but she just… couldn’t… keep… her… eyes…… open.

 

Flash Fiction – my first attempt

I am naughty.
Dreadfully naughty.

I have an assignment due at midnight tonight and have been putting it off for weeks.  This morning I went into our room to finally get onto it and managed to work for a couple of hours.

Then I began writing.

And this happened…

Enjoy xxx

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Coast is clear‘ came the text message they had been excitedly waiting for. Stella winked at Carly and without a word between them they stood up and walked through the door declaring ‘Management Only‘. Down the hall they walked until they finally found the door that had been left open by Brad’s boss when he’d left for lunch minutes earlier.

Crossing the threshold into the office Stella and Carly were greeted by their boyfriend sitting behind his boss’s desk with his suit jacket off and the sleeves of his crisp white shirt rolled up to the elbows. He shot both women a heated look and as they approached him Stella and Carly began unbuttoning their shirts, putting on display their matching fire engine red lacy bras, purchased earlier that morning specifically for their lunchtime rendez-vous.

Stella wasn’t surprised to see a prominent bulge in Brad’s dress pants and while Carly positioned herself on the desk Stella made speedy work of Brad’s pants, gripping his rock hard cock in her hand when it was freed from the confines of his boxers.

Brad groaned loudly but Stella wasn’t sure if it was related to her hand or the sight of Carly lying on his boss’s desk with her legs splayed open, her pussy glistening with wetness, very ready for what was to come.

Stella turned with her back to Brad and stifled a whimper when she felt the back of her flowing skirt being pulled up, baring her bare ass to Brad. Carly gave her a flustered smile and Stella bent at the waist, taking a long, slow swipe up Carly’s pussy, at the same time as Brad pressed the swollen tip of his cock against her own hole. Stella’s hands went to Carly’s hips as Brad’s went to hers and the three of them moaned with pleasure as Brad pushed inside Stella and Stella started hungrily lapping at Carly’s pussy.

Time was obviously of the essence and with that knowledge Brad fucked her hard and fast from the very first stroke, while Stella assaulted Carly’s clit with her tongue, licking it in the fast side-to-side motion she knew was a sure way to make their girlfriend cum in record time.

Luckily they were the only ones in the building because the volume of Stella’s moans, Carly’s cries and Brad’s groans was stuck on high, a dead giveaway of the pleasure being given and received in the modestly sized office.

Stella could feel her orgasm building, courtesy of Brad’s hard thrusts and his cock repeatedly hitting her A-spot. Brad holding her hips tightly, the guttural groan he was making telling her he too was almost at his peak. Carly was bucking her hips against Stella’s mouth and her nails were digging deeply into Stella’s forearm, the tension in her hips and thighs an indicator she too was about to cum.

Carly tasted like bliss on her tongue and Brad’s cock was hitting all the right spots. It was too much for Stella to handle any longer and when her orgasm was seconds from hitting Carly came with a loud scream. Her hips arched off the desk as Stella licked furiously at her clit. Before Carly came down Stella felt her own orgasm hit and gripped onto the desk so she wouldn’t collapse. Brad came with a roar, pulling her roughly back against him as he gave one final thrust into her swollen, saturated pussy.

The cries, moans and groans were replaced by the sound of gasps for air as the trio tried to catch their breath and gain enough energy to move from their current position.

Stella felt Brad’s cock slip from her pussy and whimpered quietly as she straightened up, the back of her skirt coming down and covering her ass. Carly sat up and got off the desk then took some tissues from the box beside the pen caddy and got rid of the evidence of her arousal from the top of the desk.

“Better get to my 1pm appointment,” Brad said in a business-like manner as he zipped up his pants.

“See you at home tonight,” Stella said kissing him on the cheek and rubbing off a smudge of lipstick with her thumb.

“Don’t forget the dry cleaning,” Carly added after she had kissed him.

“Bye, you gorgeous women,” Brad said sweetly as they left the office.

“Bye, baby!” Stella and Carly called in unison as they walked hand-in-hand in the opposite direction as Brad.