First post, so still learning the ropes. This isn’t done, but I figured I would share where I’m at!
Sam sat to her right, it had become the norm to know exactly where he was at all times. Jackson was always on her left. Sam was shorter, only a few inches taller than her, with beautiful wavy brown hair, and the deepest blue eyes imaginable, they changed regularly though, some days they were lighter, some days they were a pale grey. Today though, they were the deep blue that made her head swim and they were filled with a heat she had never seen before. She could feel the heat coming off of him, the smell of him, all spice and man, was enough to make her ache.
Jackson was her main man. She had been with him for years and they shared a connection that most people can only dream of finding in their lifetime. He was tall, dark and handsome. An entire foot taller than her, he kept his head buzzed, but the hair that was left was a dark brown, his eyes the color of honey. They were always the same, yet they could pull her into another dimension. He smelled of spice, detergent, and her. He always smelled of her and it made her heart flutter. They had built a life together, loved each other, and decided to invite Sam into some of the…more fun aspects of it.
She, was Christina. Short, curvy, paler than most girls, with bright green eyes that conveyed her every thought, betraying any secret she would want to keep. Her hair was an unruly mess of curls that she insisted on keeping dyed, a different color every week it seemed, though her favorite was a bright red. And she sat there, between both men wondering how this evening was going to go. It had already happened once, but it seemed it would never happen again. Sam took up more of her thoughts than she would ever like to admit to anybody, and Jackson was almost always involved in those thoughts. At least, the dirty thoughts. The ones she tried to bury for so long.
Christina was the one to ask for a threesome. She was terrified of her lovers response and ashamed of herself for not being able to shake the thought of having both men inside of her at once. In all the years she had been with Jackson, not a single man had been able to catch her attention. All of that changed when he told her about his new best friend Sam. The moment she met him, she wanted him deep inside of her making her entire body shake. It was a desire she hadn’t been able to shake, and one she couldn’t seem to explain, not even to herself. To her surprise, Jackson agreed quickly and Sam was on board with doing it at least once. The first time was clumsy, learning how to have multiple lovers isn’t something she had ever tried before.
They had all been drinking to try to loosen up, but they had gotten a little too drunk. Most of the night with Sam was kissing, which she didn’t mind at all because he was a damn good kisser and she thoroughly enjoyed having his tongue in her mouth while he slipped one hand around her throat, the other pinching a nipple, while Jackson was behind her thrusting furiously. That wasn’t all of it though, she did enjoy the feel of his tongue on her clit, the feel of his dick in her mouth, the small sighs that came with her teeth slightly dragging on his member while she rode her other lovers shaft to oblivion. She did have him inside of her for a few glorious minutes, where she traded off to kissing Jackson instead, dipping down to suck him this time.
The entire thing was more fun than any of them could ever imagine, but it hadn’t been enough for Christina. Sam had decided he wasn’t going to do it again, though. In his mind it was too much like cheating and he couldn’t handle the idea of getting in between Jackson and Christina for anything. Even if he would like to literally get between them.
Christina still couldn’t shake it though. No matter how hard she tried, it didn’t seem possible to her. So, she still dropped hints to both men, knowing Jackson was still massively on board, hoping that Sam would jump back in. They still got together regularly and managed to keep the friendship aspect separate from the sexual aspect, which was important because they were best friends before Christina ever started anything. Tonight though, tonight seemed different, which was surprising since Christina thought she had chased off Sam for good when she decided to open up completely and told him how badly she still wanted it.
Like most weekends though, they all curled up on the couch to watch one of their favorites together, Christina always sat in the middle of them. She knew she could probably sit in a different chair, but she wanted to be between them. She wanted to feel their body heats, have the scents of them mix, it was her favorite form of comfort. Or torture depending on her mood of the day. She sprawled out, head on Sam’s chest with her legs across Jackson, fully aware that her dress had ridden up some and there was nothing underneath, although neither of the men knew that, not yet. She felt Sam’s eyes shoot to her leg, eyeing the tattoo that took up most of her thigh, saw Jackson grin at her and wink before he pushed the dress up further to show off the rest of the piece and felt Sam catch his breath and his heart rate speed up a little. He turned his attention back to the show, but she couldn’t help but notice his bulge while he was taking deep breaths to try to center himself.
Jackson continued to inch Christina’s dress up further and began rubbing her leg, going higher each time. She felt a shudder go through her body and Sam’s eyes met hers. She saw the heat and annoyance and it was enough that it almost felt like a physical blow. He laid his hand behind her, being cautious to not touch any part of her, he glanced over at Jackson and his eyes found his own erection stretching against his jeans and he took another deep breath. Christina knew what Jackson was pushing for, so she walked away for a moment. When she came back, the guys had made themselves comfortable in the kitchen, Jackson was leaning against the counter while Sam was against the island, so she squeezed in between and leaned against Jackson, feeling his arms wrap around her settling directly below her breasts, pushing them up a little further to try to get Sam’s attention. It worked like a charm and Christina felt his gaze burning her as he slowly looked her up and down. Finally he stepped forward and wrapped his hand in her hair and leaned down for a kiss. As soon as his lips met hers, Jackson took the opportunity to slide his fingers inside of her causing her to moan against Sam. He slid his other hand around her, going under her dress to cup her ass finding that there was nothing underneath and she felt his erection grow and push against her stomach, while Jackson’s was resting on the small of her back. Sam took his chance to reach further behind and unbutton Jackson’s jeans, pushing them a little lower to free him. Suddenly, he pulled away from Christina and pulled her off to the side. He shoved her back against the wall and motioned for Jackson to stand closer, until he was standing right next to her. Sam dropped to his knees in front of her and put his head up the front of her dress, finding her swollen clit quickly, licking and nibbling. One hand crept up to her nipple, the other was quickly stroking Jackson, occasionally slowing to massage his balls. As Christina neared her orgasm, Sam stopped, and she let out a frustrated squeak.
Jackson grabbed her hand and pulled her back towards the living room where he laid a blanket on the chilly wood floors, from behind his back he pulled a blindfold and winked. He tied it and did a quick test to make sure she couldn’t see, and stripped her dress and bra off of her body, then helped her down to the blanket. Christina laid there, waiting, but nothing was happening yet. After what felt like forever, she felt a mouth greedily suck in a nipple. It came as such a shock she let out a moan. It was Sam, it had to be. Next was a quick kiss from Jackson before he went down to lick her still swollen, ultra sensitive clit. Jackson slipped a finger in and Sam came up to kiss her, she felt a hand wrap around her throat as another was finding her nipple again, and Christina couldn’t tell which man each hand belonged to. She decided to let herself succumb to the pleasure, feeling her orgasm bring her over the crest, finally. There was no time to recover, not that she wanted it. Jackson brought his fingers to her lips urging her to suck off her own cum and she happily obliged. She felt somebody entering her, and she decided it had to be Sam. There wasn’t much time to think about it though because she was having the other mans cock shoved in her mouth from an angle she had never tried before. It was definitely Jackson’s though, she knew the feel of him better than anything, which means she was right. Part of her was upset by the fact that she finally had Sam filling her and she couldn’t even see it, but damn it felt good.
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