The Threesome
Monday, June 13, 2011 at 1:10 PM
The Threesome is a 4,700 word erotic vignette in which you and I share ourselves with another girl. Intense, decadent eroticism and exquisite mutual orgasms combine in this sexually explicit love letter to the pleasures of group sex.
Here's a brief excerpt:
We'd talked about her a number of times, you and I, when we'd been in bed together - she was a girl whom you knew was curious, who had admitted to you in intimate conversations, over a glass or two of wine, that she wanted to try being with another girl, that it was something she'd often thought about, often fantasised about, just as you did. You remember the delicious throb you felt between your thighs, the first time she told you that it was you she fantasised about, that she would want you to be her first...
You'd always been attracted to her - brunette, petite, delightfully attractive - you'd often found yourself wondering how she tasted, what her soft skin would feel like brushing against yours, how she'd sound when she came... it had always been a question of when, not if - it was just finding the right opportunity... and this evening, after a few drinks and some rather playful conversation, followed by a stolen kiss in the taxi back to our place, you bring her home - a gift for both of us to enjoy.
Even as the two of you walk into the hallway, smiling at me as I greet you, you leave me in no doubt as to the reason why she's with you - you smile again at me, slide your hands around her waist, push her gently against the wall, and kiss her softly, and I watch, melting, as I see her surrender to your kiss, her hands sliding up your back, running through your hair, returning your kiss passionately, your lips and tongue caressing hers, your bodies already moving together as I watch...
You break the kiss, and smile at me.
"We're going to bed... I thought you'd like to watch us... you can join us too if you like, but I'd like her to myself a little first, just for a short while...".
I smile, and follow you both into the bedroom, pulling up a chair by the bed and sitting down, relaxing, watching you both.
You know that I'm eager to join you on the bed, but I know that my patience will be rewarded... so I sit back and relax, unbuttoning my shirt, loosening my belt, watching as the two of you sit on the bed, smiling at each other.
I can see she's a little nervous - first times are never easy - but it's clear that she's intensely aroused - she wants you, but she still needs you to make the first move.
I wonder how she feels about being watched like this - she glances in my direction, and I smile at her warmly, a soft, reassuring smile, and she smiles back, turning to face you on the bed again, her fingers tracing up your arm, up over your shoulder, through your hair. Its all the encouragement you need - you pull her to you, sliding your hands around her waist, and you kiss her again, sensually, passionately, and I feel a delicious warmth spread through my body as I see her surrender to your kiss again, submitting to your touch.
I can feel myself getting hard already - there's something so intense about watching girls kissing like this, so greedily, so sensuously - but I resist touching myself yet, letting myself blend into the background, remaining quiet as I watch you both, the kiss becoming more passionate, your hands exploring each other's bodies, the sounds of your breath in the air, the bedroom already much, much warmer.
You know I'm watching - it excites you to know I'm watching you - but this kiss... this kiss is so soft, so gorgeous... you can feel yourself melting at her touch, her body soft and warm against your own.
Her nervousness is fading fast - as you push her gently onto her back, her hands slide over you, slipping down to your midriff, under your blouse, caressing your back as you move against her.
You kiss your way down her neck, nibbling gently, biting her neck playfully, and she gasps, arching up to you a little, and you slide your hand over her breast through her tight top, squeezing her breast softly as she wriggles underneath you.
You need her to be naked - you pull her back up, kissing her softly, pulling her top over her head.
She's not wearing a bra - you gasp gently as you see her small, soft breasts, her nipples already erect - she looks at you, blushing slightly, but she surrenders again as she feels your hand sliding up over her breast, stroking it softly, teasing her nipple with your fingertips.
She pulls open your blouse, and you shrug it off, unclipping your bra, letting it fall to the side of the bed, and she looks at you again, her breath trembling a little, and she kisses your neck softly, her hand finding one of your breasts, drifting across your nipple.
You gasp at the sensations, laying back onto the bed as she starts to kiss her way down your body, her tongue tracing down to your breast, taking your hard nipple into her mouth, and you groan softly, running your fingers through her hair as she sucks on you, licking greedily, her hand sliding down between your thighs, tugging up your skirt, her fingers making their way up the inside of your thighs.
I can't hold back from touching myself any more - my cock is very erect in my jeans, and I discreetly pull them down, trying not to make a sound, not wanting to distract you, my hand finding my warm erection, starting to stroke it as I watch you, masturbating deliciously.
The full story is available to download immediately as an e-book from lulu.com for only £1.30 (approx $2.00) at the following address: http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/the-threesome/16039206
Here's a brief excerpt:
We'd talked about her a number of times, you and I, when we'd been in bed together - she was a girl whom you knew was curious, who had admitted to you in intimate conversations, over a glass or two of wine, that she wanted to try being with another girl, that it was something she'd often thought about, often fantasised about, just as you did. You remember the delicious throb you felt between your thighs, the first time she told you that it was you she fantasised about, that she would want you to be her first...
You'd always been attracted to her - brunette, petite, delightfully attractive - you'd often found yourself wondering how she tasted, what her soft skin would feel like brushing against yours, how she'd sound when she came... it had always been a question of when, not if - it was just finding the right opportunity... and this evening, after a few drinks and some rather playful conversation, followed by a stolen kiss in the taxi back to our place, you bring her home - a gift for both of us to enjoy.
Even as the two of you walk into the hallway, smiling at me as I greet you, you leave me in no doubt as to the reason why she's with you - you smile again at me, slide your hands around her waist, push her gently against the wall, and kiss her softly, and I watch, melting, as I see her surrender to your kiss, her hands sliding up your back, running through your hair, returning your kiss passionately, your lips and tongue caressing hers, your bodies already moving together as I watch...
You break the kiss, and smile at me.
"We're going to bed... I thought you'd like to watch us... you can join us too if you like, but I'd like her to myself a little first, just for a short while...".
I smile, and follow you both into the bedroom, pulling up a chair by the bed and sitting down, relaxing, watching you both.
You know that I'm eager to join you on the bed, but I know that my patience will be rewarded... so I sit back and relax, unbuttoning my shirt, loosening my belt, watching as the two of you sit on the bed, smiling at each other.
I can see she's a little nervous - first times are never easy - but it's clear that she's intensely aroused - she wants you, but she still needs you to make the first move.
I wonder how she feels about being watched like this - she glances in my direction, and I smile at her warmly, a soft, reassuring smile, and she smiles back, turning to face you on the bed again, her fingers tracing up your arm, up over your shoulder, through your hair. Its all the encouragement you need - you pull her to you, sliding your hands around her waist, and you kiss her again, sensually, passionately, and I feel a delicious warmth spread through my body as I see her surrender to your kiss again, submitting to your touch.
I can feel myself getting hard already - there's something so intense about watching girls kissing like this, so greedily, so sensuously - but I resist touching myself yet, letting myself blend into the background, remaining quiet as I watch you both, the kiss becoming more passionate, your hands exploring each other's bodies, the sounds of your breath in the air, the bedroom already much, much warmer.
You know I'm watching - it excites you to know I'm watching you - but this kiss... this kiss is so soft, so gorgeous... you can feel yourself melting at her touch, her body soft and warm against your own.
Her nervousness is fading fast - as you push her gently onto her back, her hands slide over you, slipping down to your midriff, under your blouse, caressing your back as you move against her.
You kiss your way down her neck, nibbling gently, biting her neck playfully, and she gasps, arching up to you a little, and you slide your hand over her breast through her tight top, squeezing her breast softly as she wriggles underneath you.
You need her to be naked - you pull her back up, kissing her softly, pulling her top over her head.
She's not wearing a bra - you gasp gently as you see her small, soft breasts, her nipples already erect - she looks at you, blushing slightly, but she surrenders again as she feels your hand sliding up over her breast, stroking it softly, teasing her nipple with your fingertips.
She pulls open your blouse, and you shrug it off, unclipping your bra, letting it fall to the side of the bed, and she looks at you again, her breath trembling a little, and she kisses your neck softly, her hand finding one of your breasts, drifting across your nipple.
You gasp at the sensations, laying back onto the bed as she starts to kiss her way down your body, her tongue tracing down to your breast, taking your hard nipple into her mouth, and you groan softly, running your fingers through her hair as she sucks on you, licking greedily, her hand sliding down between your thighs, tugging up your skirt, her fingers making their way up the inside of your thighs.
I can't hold back from touching myself any more - my cock is very erect in my jeans, and I discreetly pull them down, trying not to make a sound, not wanting to distract you, my hand finding my warm erection, starting to stroke it as I watch you, masturbating deliciously.
The full story is available to download immediately as an e-book from lulu.com for only £1.30 (approx $2.00) at the following address: http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/the-threesome/16039206
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