I sat on the couch, nestled between Emily and Mary, our bodies pressed together in a comfortable, familiar way. They had been together for three years, and while their love for each other hadn’t waned, their sex life had become predictable. It was as if they had memorized each other’s bodies, and the thrill of discovery had faded.
“I think you need to spice things up,” I said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled over us. Emily and Mary exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them before they both turned to me, nodding in agreement.
That’s how I ended up at their apartment later that evening. I was a mutual friend, with a playful smile and a wicked sense of humor. I had always joked about inviting me into their bed, but tonight, the air was thick with anticipation.
We started with innocent conversations, laughter echoing through the apartment as we reminisced about old times. But as the night wore on, the tension grew. It was as if an invisible thread was pulling us towards the bedroom, and none of us could resist its pull.
Emily was the first to make a move. She leaned over and kissed Mary, her lips lingering on hers for a moment before she turned to me, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. I could feel Mary’s hand on my thigh, inching upwards as Emily deepened the kiss.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time,” Emily whispered in my ear, her breath hot against my skin. I turned to her, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss as Mary watched, her eyes dark with desire.
We moved to the bedroom, our movements fluid and synchronized. Clothes were discarded, scattered across the floor as we explored each other’s bodies. I could feel Mary’s hands on my breasts, her fingers teasing my nipples as Emily’s tongue traced a path down my stomach.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Emily moaned, her fingers sliding between my legs. I arched my back, a moan escaping my lips as she began to stroke my clit. Mary’s mouth replaced her fingers, her tongue flicking against my sensitive nub as Emily’s fingers slid inside me.
“I want to taste you,” Emily said, her voice husky with desire. She positioned herself between my legs, her tongue joining Mary’s as they both licked and sucked at my pussy. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my body trembling with pleasure.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I moaned, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. Emily and Mary continued to lick and suck at my pussy, drawing out my orgasm until I was a panting, trembling mess.
But we weren’t done yet. Emily moved to straddle my face, her pussy hovering just above my lips. I reached up, grabbing her hips and pulling her down onto my waiting tongue. I could taste her arousal, salty and sweet, as I licked and sucked at her clit.
Mary joined in, her fingers exploring my body as she watched Emily and me. I could hear her moans and gasps, the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin as we fucked each other.
Emily came with a cry, her body trembling as she rode out her orgasm on my tongue. She collapsed onto the bed, her body slick with sweat as she watched me.
Mary was the next to come, her body arching off the bed as my fingers worked their magic. I followed soon after, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
We lay there, tangled in each other’s limbs, our bodies slick with sweat and arousal. It was as if we had been reborn, our passion reignited by the addition of a third.
“We should do this more often,” Emily said, her voice hoarse from moaning. Mary and I nodded in agreement, our bodies still trembling from the aftershocks of their orgasms.
I smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. This was just the beginning, and I couldn’t wait to see where our newfound passion would take us.
I sat on the couch, nestled between Emily and Mary, our bodies pressed together in a comfortable, familiar way. They had been together for three years, and while their love for each other hadn’t waned, their sex life had become predictable. It was as if they had memorized each other’s bodies, and the thrill of discovery had faded.
“I think you need to spice things up,” I said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled over us. Emily and Mary exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them before they both turned to me, nodding in agreement.
That’s how I ended up at their apartment later that evening. I was a mutual friend, with a playful smile and a wicked sense of humor. I had always joked about inviting me into their bed, but tonight, the air was thick with anticipation.
We started with innocent conversations, laughter echoing through the apartment as we reminisced about old times. But as the night wore on, the tension grew. It was as if an invisible thread was pulling us towards the bedroom, and none of us could resist its pull.
Emily was the first to make a move. She leaned over and kissed Mary, her lips lingering on hers for a moment before she turned to me, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. I could feel Mary’s hand on my thigh, inching upwards as Emily deepened the kiss.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time,” Emily whispered in my ear, her breath hot against my skin. I turned to her, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss as Mary watched, her eyes dark with desire.
We moved to the bedroom, our movements fluid and synchronized. Clothes were discarded, scattered across the floor as we explored each other’s bodies. I could feel Mary’s hands on my breasts, her fingers teasing my nipples as Emily’s tongue traced a path down my stomach.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Emily moaned, her fingers sliding between my legs. I arched my back, a moan escaping my lips as she began to stroke my clit. Mary’s mouth replaced her fingers, her tongue flicking against my sensitive nub as Emily’s fingers slid inside me.
“I want to taste you,” Emily said, her voice husky with desire. She positioned herself between my legs, her tongue joining Mary’s as they both licked and sucked at my pussy. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my body trembling with pleasure.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I moaned, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. Emily and Mary continued to lick and suck at my pussy, drawing out my orgasm until I was a panting, trembling mess.
But we weren’t done yet. Emily moved to straddle my face, her pussy hovering just above my lips. I reached up, grabbing her hips and pulling her down onto my waiting tongue. I could taste her arousal, salty and sweet, as I licked and sucked at her clit.
Mary joined in, her fingers exploring my body as she watched Emily and me. I could hear her moans and gasps, the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin as we fucked each other.
Emily came with a cry, her body trembling as she rode out her orgasm on my tongue. She collapsed onto the bed, her body slick with sweat as she watched me.
Mary was the next to come, her body arching off the bed as my fingers worked their magic. I followed soon after, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
We lay there, tangled in each other’s limbs, our bodies slick with sweat and arousal. It was as if we had been reborn, our passion reignited by the addition of a third.
“We should do this more often,” Emily said, her voice hoarse from moaning. Mary and I nodded in agreement, our bodies still trembling from the aftershocks of their orgasms.
I smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. This was just the beginning, and I couldn’t wait to see where our newfound passion would take us.
