by Hawke, Jessa
I collapse back onto the couch as my body twitches and shakes at my climax, which is slowly receding.
Niko sits up from between my legs, with a huge grin on his cum smeared face.
“Wow, you really needed that,” he says.
Chapter 6 Sandwich of Lust
If I thought that was the end of my adventures for the night I was very much mistaken. The two guys left me alone for a while, to let me recover from the sexual bombshell that just hit me. Instead they work on each other. These guys really are into each other. I watch as they kiss and stroke, and fondle. Niko has Matthews dick firmly in his palm and he runs his hand up and down the shaft, pulling back the foreskin to reveal a shiny mushroom head, almost purple in color, fat and bulbous. The split at the end is leaking little pre-cum, and Niko smears it with his thumb before it sucking into his mouth.
“Mmm” I hear him say to Matthew,” you taste good man, I could eat you all up.”
I do believe he meant it, as he starts to kiss all the way down Matthews chest, pausing at his nipples and sucking them into his mouth, before moving further down. Cutting across his firm abdomen he leaves a wet trail where his tongue has been. Moving down to his pubic hair, he lingers there momentarily, before reaching the base of his shaft.
I watch, transfixed, my arousal levels increasing again as I wonder if he’s going to perform oral sex on his friend, my ex-lover. I didn't have long to wait to know the answer, he plants little kisses all the way up the shaft until he reaches the tip, lapping it with his tongue, before he engulfs it in his mouth.
“Ohhh man,” Matthew moans, ecstasy written all over his face as his best friend pleasures him with his mouth, lips and tongue. “That is just fucking amazing,” he cries out.
I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Niko picks up a rhythm, his lips traveling the full length of Matthews shaft until his nose buries into his pubic hair. The he pulls his mouth upwards, until the thick mushroom head is between his lips.
Despite my orgasm, I’m beginning to feel a wetness and heat between my legs, and feeling a little left out. Turning my head to one side, I see Nico’s cock protruding up from his groin of dark curly hairs, it looks to be visibly throbbing as the blood pumps through his shaft. I really want to feel that inside of me, although I’m concerned it might hurt, it’s that big. With one hand sneaking down to my mons and the other across to Niko’s dick, I feel its steel hardness in my hands, then I furiously rub my clit, and close my eyes to enjoy the sensations.
Suddenly, Nikos erection is gone from my hands and the two guys move together to change position. Matthew is now between my legs, his throbbing erection resting against the folds of my pussy, the tip brushing against my clit. Unable to control the lust that is coursing through me, I press upwards with my hips, pushing his stiffness deep into the wet folds of my pussy. I don't stop pushing until I can feel his heavy balls resting against my ass.
Although his cock is huge, I’m well lubricated and it easily slips in and out of me, without any discomfort as I ride him like a wild nymph. I press hard when he pushes it deep inside, so that the firm tip of his cock is pressed against that little spot inside of me, that gives off so much pleasure. Our lips meet in a hard passionate kiss, wet and slippy, our tongues combine in an erotic dance.
I’m so lost in my own carnal needs, that I completely forgot about Nico. He soon makes his presence felt when I feel his stiff dick poking at my cheek, trying to slip it between mine and Matthew’s lips, which are firmly locked together. I can smell his male muskiness and it’ intoxicating. Unable to resist the urge to lick at the tip. Pulling away from Matthew’s kiss, I shoot out my tongue and lap at Nico’s cock end. He rubs the length of his shaft up and down my lips as I sale my tongue out to taste the elicit flesh, I’m soon joined by Matthew, as our tongues lap and lathe at Nico’s shaft, he slides it over our wet lips..
Oh shit, this is so bloody erotic I can feel that my whole body is on fire with passion. I’m being deeply fucked by an enormous cock, while another one is siding across my lips so Matthew and I can pleasure it with out tongues. I feel so dirty, like a nasty girl, but I can't help myself. These two have taken me to a new pinnacle of sexual desire and there is nothing I won't do right at this moment in time. Simply thinking that thought, pushes me even further towards my second orgasm of the night, when I feel Matthew’s throbbing member grow even thicker inside of me, stretching me to my limit, my muscles convulse around his shaft. There is no holding it back, we all three orgasm together, Matthew deep inside of me, and Nico squirting his hot seed over my lips and face, which is quickly lapped up by Matthew.
We all lie together on the couch, completely exhausted and satiated.
Chapter 7 A Dry Cleaning Surprise
A week passes by and we don’t meet up as a threesome again in that time. I’m okay with that because I see Matthew at work. He is so nice to me, that I’m content all is well. We have coffee together and chat generally, but he doesn’t mention anything about meeting up again. It isn’t something I can bring up when there are others around us, and I don’t get an opportunity to speak with him alone.
I don’t worry too much about, that is until I go out one day to pick up some dry cleaning for my mom. I’m stood in the shop awaiting the assistant to find my order, when I look out of the window and see Nico holding hands with another woman. I know I shouldn’t assume anything, and I shouldn’t stare, but my eyes are transfixed on the unfolding scene set before me. As I watch, he takes her in his arms and gives her a full blown kiss, in broad daylight. Now that is not just a casual goodbye kiss. They clearly know each other intimately.
Suddenly stricken with a panic, should I go out there and confront him? Should I tell Matthew? I realize that I don’t really know where I stand in my relationship with Matthew. Maybe this is acceptable in their relationship with each other, how can I know? I know that I feel let down by Nico’s behaviour, but I have no idea if Matthew and Nico want me as a permanent feature in their lives anyway.
The whole situation starts to get me down and I cannot decide where I am in his strange relationship. The best way to deal with it, is to avoid Matthew, which is exactly what I do. I like him, and in all honesty I would prefer it if it were just me and Matthew, but it isn’t, so maybe I’d best just stay out of it.
I do everything I can to avoid him at work, until I get a message asking me to go to his office. I pray that it’s work related and not anything to do with our personal relationship.
“Come in, Leah, and shut the door,” Matthew instructs me when I arrives at his office. “Now then, tell me why you’re avoiding me?”
“Well, you didn’t ask me out again so I figured you and Nico didn’t want a woman in your relationship,” I say, hoping he might give me some clues as to whether there were other women in their lives.
“I know this is a difficult relationship to understand, but I thought we all hit it off good, didn’t you?” he asks me.
“I thought we had, but you haven’t invited me back, so I assumed that maybe Nico has other women too, you know, like you brought me home, maybe he also has women to share. I didn’t want to stand in your way,” I say, hoping for a response that might give me some insight as to how these two work together.
“Come and eat with us tonight, let’s all chat together and then maybe you’ll see that it works just like any other relationship, except instead of two people there are more, will you come?”
I’m sure that means that he doesn’t know about the other woman I saw Nico with, and I don’t want to be the one to tell him.
“Okay,” I announce, “I will come over for dinner, as it would be nice to understand where I am in this triangle.”
With that agreed, I figure it’s worth going, then at least I will get to ask some questions and know what I’m supposed to expect in this relationship.
Chapter 8 Welcome To The Club
I feel really uncomfortable, what was I going to do as I looked at Nico all night? I knew wha
t he was up to and I didn’t want to hurt Matthew with the knowledge of what I knew. This was making me feel confused. Maybe it would be best if I simply walked away, though I think that would be a bit cowardly of me, plus I really do like Matthew.
Matthew answers the door as I knock on their apartment. He greets me with a hug, takes off my coat and hangs it up, leading me through the corridor to the open plan living area. The first thing I see is Nico’s other woman, sat at the dining table, sipping on a glass of wine.
A million thoughts whir through my head. So, he does know about her, then, but surely we’re not going to do a foursome, no, I couldn’t do that, what am I going to do? Maybe I should leave, say I’m not well, anything to get me out of here.
Fortunately, Matthew notices me clamping up as we enter the room and he gently pulls me back into the corridor.
“You okay, Leah?” he asks me, and I want to be honest with him.
“Not really. I’m very confused. First I have to accept that your bisexual and then I see Nico kissing that woman out on the street, and it freaked me out, wondering if you knew about her. Then I see her here and I’m thinking that now you want a foursome. No, I’m not okay,” I blab the whole lot out, feeling totally confused and almost on the verge of tears.
He takes me in his arms and pulls me close to his chest. I smell his unique aroma and it serves to remind me that I do really like him. His chest feels solid and his arms embrace me securely. I can’t just walk out on such a lovely guy, but why does he have to have so much heavy package attached to our relationship.
“I can’t go with another woman,” I cry into his chest, “even for you, I just can’t do it.”
“Hey, ssshhh,” he says smoothly, in my ear, as he strokes my hair to comfort me. “I’m not asking you to.”
Those words were music to my ears. Thank goodness this isn’t going to be a kinky party. I start to feel a little more relaxed and he senses my ease.
“Now listen, come on through, there’s a reason why the four of us are together,” he looks into my eyes and pulls of strands of hair that’s stuck to my tear stained cheek.
“I must look awful now,” I say, trying to straighten myself up and feeling conscious of my tears.
“You look as beautiful as always,” he says, smiling back at me. He always did make me feel good and he still does. “Go into the bathroom if it makes you feel better, clean your face up and I’ll go pour you a glass of wine. Is it a deal?”
I nod and open the bathroom door. As I shut it I think to myself that I could just open this door and run down the corridor and out the front. He’d understand. I could apologize at work, though I do think that’d be the end of my relationship with him. Did I really want this relationship?
Hell, yes, I did.
As I enter the room, Matthew approaches me with the promised glass of wine.
“Here, Leah, this is for you,” he says, handing it to me. “Now come over here and meet Rachel, because she’s dying to meet you.”
He stays right by my side as we head towards the table. I smile at her and she reaches out a hand to shake, which I find unusual in a woman.
“Leah,” she says in a light, delicate English voice. “Nico has told me all about you. I’m so pleased to meet the girl that Matthew has fallen in love with. I honestly thought it would never happen.”
I think about her words, fallen in love with, she means me.
“Hi, Rachel,” I say timidly, still so unsure on what to expect at this table, besides Nico’s good cooking.
Nico brings over some food for the table and gives me a hug.
“Rachel and I have been together for many years,” he tells me, as he joins us at the table. “Matthew is so serious about you that we thought it best to explain everything.”
I remain quiet, feeling like the alien in this little group.
“Okay,” Matthew speaks up. “Nico and I met first at university, and we became great friends, as you know. Then he met Rachel, and, like with you, we invited her into our love making, so we could share our friendship.”
I nod at him as if I understand, but really I don’t. Surely this could only lead to tears in such a relationship, but yet they do seem happy with their arrangement, could I ever be happy with it?
Matthew must have noticed the doubt in my face, so he tries and explains further.
“We have one major rule though, Leah,” he tells me, “in our lovemaking, we are not allowed to actually penetrate each other’s partner. This way it puts no pressure on the women in our lives, that is assuming they have accepted our unusual situation.”
That all explained, I start to relax a little and enjoy Nico’s amazing cooking, this guy really has some talent and I’m not surprised he has his own restaurant. I even manage to start up a conversation with Rachel.
“I love these guys,” Rachel says, in response to my questions about Nico and Matthew. “They thought of everything. I still feel that I’m in a normal relationship with Nico. We’ve had group sex, but Nico is the only one who ever makes love to me.”
I think I must have blushed because I suddenly feel very hot under the collar, so to speak. Matthew, who is seated next to me, reaches out to take a hold of shaking hand.
“I hope you will stay with me,” he says, his eyes pleading. “I couldn’t talk about this at the office, and I’ve been churning over how to tell you about it all. I will understand if it’s not for you, Leah, but you and I go way back, we haven’t just met. I loved you then, and I still love you now.”
“I don’t think he’ll let you go without a fight,” Nico tells me, smiling. “Matthew and me, well, we didn’t set out to have a sexual relationship. It happened, over time. We’ve tried going our separate ways, but both of us were miserable. I met Rachel during that time and she helped me through. She also understood when Matthew and I got back together. As much as I love Matthew, he aint getting my girl though,” he finished,and fortunately this comment was taken light heartedly and the group laughed.
The dinner went well and I really liked Rachel, we had so much in common, and not just our unusual relationships. We ate good food, drank plenty of wine, and told plenty of funny stories. If there was an outsider looking in, they wouldn’t think there was anything unusual about this dinner party. No one could have guessed our guilty little secrets.
They offered for me to spend the night but I decided to go home, even though I thought the world of these guys, I didn't think I was quite ready yet for another sexual adventure. I needed a little more time to take everything in.
Matthew ordered me a taxi and I left for home about midnight, leaving the three of them, and I wondered if they would all be sleeping together tonight?
After Note:
So that’s my story about my strange relationship with my ex boyfriend, his male lover, and his lover’s girlfriend. I love Matthew, and I also love Nico, but of course not the same as I love my lover, Matthew. I know it’s a strange relationship. I suppose I feel like Rachel does, I don’t want to lose my man, so I’ll put with his little whims. It is clear that Matthew and Nico have a meaningful relationship and are not yet ready to part. I think they will do, in time, maybe not permanently, maybe they’ll still sleep together on the odd occasion, but if Rachel and I are the right girls, then these lads are hooked. Both of them will make wonderful fathers, that will be a test for us all, just as being a parent is for anyone.
THE END
Unexpected Desires
"Now, we're only here for one week, so be honest- what is the one thing you want to do in Italy?"
The question perked Lilly right up out of her reverie as the big pink-and-white bus rolled over yet another bump in the road of the Tuscan countryside. It was day two of her Italian Espresso Winter trip with GoGo Travels, and this was the one question the tour manager had asked thus far that had the most possibilities by far.
All twenty-nine travelers sat in silence for one moment, the weight of their answers suspended in the air, until final
ly, one brave soul named Mara called out, "To ride on the back of an Italian guy's Vespa!"
The GoGo travelers tittered, and as a smile spread over Lilly's rounded cheeks, she snuggled deeper into her seat and shut her eyes again. Although she had laughed with everybody else, she knew that all Mara had done was say out loud what the female half of the group had been thinking all along. Because who didn't want to be that girl, the one who didn't need words? The one who could walk out of a pastry shop, munching on delicious cannolis, see a handsome Roman with thick, wavy dark hair pat the back seat of his little motorized scooter and offer a helmet? Who did not want to feel the crisp Roman air wrap itself around you like a lover as ordinary citizens watched you sail off into the night, a modern-day princess amidst the dull grey of their lives?
