“Is this it?” I wonder out loud as I pull my car up outside the nondescript brick apartment building. “Number 64.” Huh; not quite what I was expecting. End of the driveway, he said. I walk up the drive, a little purposefully, but it is an act: I don’t belong here.
The door for number three is there as promised. The brass number is a little tarnished and suddenly I am mindful of how quiet is is on a Tuesday morning. I try the door handle and find it unlocked, the door swinging open in my hand. A wave of cool air washes over me, clearly the air conditioning running to knock the last of summers humidity out of the air inside. “This will be good,” the first mindful thought I have since stepping out of the car, as I reflect on the leather bustier that creaks ever so softly with every movement I make under my dress.
The door closes noisily behind me and I cringe a little. Standing inside the bottom of a stairwell I look past the islander artifacts hanging from the walls and try to peer around the corner as I reach the top of the first flight. There they are.
Bee and The Other Guy are sitting on the leather couch, both naked with their half turgid cocks resting upon their thighs. “I hope you waited for me,” I tell them, remembering to sound stern. “It would displease me if you have been selfish.”
B rises from the chair first, “Jay, this is Dee. He is here for your pleasure, as am I.” I feel a tingle start at my toes and rush up the back of my bare thighs and shoot up my spine under the black leather. I take my dress from my shoulders and let it fall to the ground, standing before them now in only the soft leather bustier. “Then let us begin.” I tell the two men.
B and D are on their hands and knees now and crawl up to my feet. B presses his lips to my left foot while D caresses my calf longingly. Today is all about me… and now I’m not quite sure where to begin!
D is kissing and licking his way up my calf while B has begun the same from my ankle. Their hands run warmly and firmly up and down my legs, and I suppress a moan as their hands caress the soft skin of the back of my thighs. B moves behind me and D kneels in front of me. I feel both of their hot breaths high between my legs now and I rub my hands over my breasts, constrained under this leather. Six hands are roaming all over my body, rubbing, squeezing and caressing.
D has me in my arms and I am lifted from the floor. I wrap my legs around his torso and press my busom into his face as he carries me to the large leather ottoman in the middle of the room. He lays me on my back and then they are both back kissing, nibbling and licking my legs, my fingers, hot breath against my neck, a nibble on an ear. Gods, I am loving this.
B scoops his hands under my bustier and, with a flick of his wrists, frees my breasts to the cool air. My nipples are hard, and both men are on them in an instant. Tongues flicking and mouths sucking with their hands continuing over my body. I am moaning now, my pussy is slick and I rub my clit firmly through the leather. D follows my lead, and his hand is atop of mine, as he massages the supple leather over my soft folds. I can feel the lips and nose of B against my neck and his hands on my breasts. Sitting up, I motion to my back and, zzziiiiipppp, I feel the tightness of the leather release and I push the bustier down and off.
D rolls me over onto my hands and knees, and his hot tongue gives me a long lashing from my clit to my arse. His tongue lingers there, drawing a tightening circle before gently probing a little deeper. “More!” I command, and B and D are both kneeling behind me, virtually atop of each other as their tongues dive between and around my folds. I can feel the beginnings of my first release and I let my first orgasm wash over me. Rolling over, I reach down and spread the lips of my pussy open “Put your fingers inside me now,” I tell B and he slides two inside me and starts pumping me. B lowers his head to my clit again and takes me into his mouth as he continues his rythmic motion. His fingers surge in and out, and he builds pressure curling upwards as he does so. I close my eyes and lie back again, wrapping my legs around his head. “Keep doing that.” D returns his attention to my arms, stomach and finally my breasts. I reach a hand out from time to time to run a nail along his cock, a glistening of pre-cum on his swollen head.
B’s attention to my pussy is getting me close again and my hips rock in synch with his motions. I feel a finger brush against my bum and I push myself almost imperceptibly closer. B takes the hint and I feel the pressure of a finger against my sphincter before it relaxes. I can feel his two fingers in my pussy and the one in his as rub against me inside me. Oh yes, I think, I’m going to come again. This time it is more forceful and I cry out as I come, and I feel more wetness than last time as I squirt a little onto B’s welcoming face and tongue.
I want another, I think and I push B away from me with my foot. Standing, I push D onto his back on the rug on the floor and climb atop of him. His hard cock slips into my slick pussy and I ride his length. B stands to the side, stroking his cock at the sight of us, telling me how hot my full breasts are bouncing atop D, how the flexing of my ass and thighs is going to make him come. I have my hands on top of D’s chest now and he is groaning now as he tells me how good my pussy feels wrapped against him. I grind him into the floor as I feel another orgasm stir, from within my belly this time. “Fuuuuck me,” I gasp as I welcome it. I gush over D’s cock and balls this time and his eyes roll back as he orgasms himself, filling my cunt with his salty spunk.
I rest atop of D for a moment while I look at B. “Well done in organising this one,” I congratulate B. I shoo them away as I pull my dress back on. I tuck the leather bustier under my arm and walk to the door. “Maybe next time maybe you will get to cum also. If there is a next time. But for now I am done.”
I open the door and walk back into the sunshine. I will enjoy feeling D’s spunk between my legs for the drive home, I think.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/b5ixtt/now_imagine_this_j_mfm
Hot threesome, well written. It would have been better (at least for me) with more details on the characters, their story, how/why they got to this point. Sex scenes are nice, but I prefer to read them within the context of a story, no matter how brief or inconsequential it may be.
Very well written, but try to go into more detail around the main characters orgasms. You seem to skip over them when really they are the literal climax of the story