It feels like forever ago when we were last together. 4 of us chilling out watching films, sharing beer, chilli and some particularly tasty bread. We’d promised the 4th no funny business. She’s a fairly new friend. Still working out what she’s comfortable with and what she’d like to explore. We did very well until she left and then it took barely a minute.
First 2 of us are dancing. I say dancing, the kind of swaying teenagers do at a school disco, but it was nice. Then the third joins and I’m in my happy place, surrounded by my loves. Two men, so close they call one another brother, who swore long ago a woman would never come between them, and yet here I am, so literally between them.
Soon hands start to roam, mouths find one another and each other’s bodies. We’re kissing and he’s biting where my neck meets my shoulder. My knees start to buckle as blood rushes from my legs but someone is holding me up. I’ve lost track of whose hands are where…who cares which, so long as they hold me. There are fingers between my thighs grasping at me. They’re kissing me, biting me, hands all over me, inside me. I can feel the orgasm building so soon but I can’t find the words to slow them down. And then I’m coming, hot waters flowing from me, soaking my clothes and the rug beneath us. A moan escapes from deep within me. I have no idea which movement, which hand, lips or teeth, which man tipped me over the edge. In truth it was both. Together like this my body gives itself over so entirely to them. My legs give way but they’re holding me up, taking my weight between them.
They’re lowering me to the floor, not easing up the pleasuring. My clothes are peeled off and soon I am lost, lost in myself and them and the moment.
I can’t tell you how many times I came. I didn’t count. I couldn’t. One flowed to the next, my body never getting chance to recover, my mind never clearing, my orgasm never pausing.
Every time we’re together as a 3 it is better than the last. And now we’re all stuck isolating apart I’m finding the need to relive each time in my mind more and more…