“Don’t you want one too, Ben?”
“Fuck yeah.”
He bends his head enough to suck her nipple, and Georgie responds by moaning and twisting her fingers through our hair. I suck and nibble, letting the tiny barbell click against my teeth. Ben tugs at her dress revealing more of her body until Georgie lifts up enough for him to pull it off. She’s wearing nothing but a tiny pair of black lace knickers. My eyes shift up to hers.
“I need to taste you.”
She smiles, kissing me softly. “Be my guest.”
“Fuck,” Ben moans.
As he kisses her mouth, I move down her body. When I reach the sweet apex between her legs, I press my mouth into the lacy fabric, feeling her heat radiate from it. I peel the panties off and sigh. Actually fucking sigh. Now that’s a pussy worth sharing to get. She rises up on her elbows.
“Look good?”
“Fucking amazing.”
“Well, are you gonna stare at it or are you gonna lick it?”
“Fuck, woman. I’m gonna fucking lick it until you scream.”
“We’ll see.”
I laugh, pushing her tummy until she’s lying back. I grab her legs and pull her so her pussy is at the edge of the couch, and then I dive in, burying my face in her pussy. I suck her clit, reaching up to grip her tits as I do, when Ben pulls her legs wide and gets on the floor beside me.
“I need some, man.”
I move enough to let him in and watch for a few seconds as he teases her clit with his tongue. I’ve never seen a man eat a woman up close, and I have to admit it’s incredible. Ben gets into his work. He pauses, allowing me another go, and I dig my tongue inside her slit. Georgie moans and grinds against my mouth whilst Ben bites at the skin of her thigh. A moment later, he plunges in beside me, not waiting for me to move. Slightly shocked, I start to back off, but then realizing how fucking hot this is for Georgie, I keep at her clit whilst Ben lifts her leg and tongues her arsehole. When my tongue touches Ben’s, I inwardly cringe, but it’s not enough to stop sucking up this deliciousness. He doesn’t even flinch, seemingly on a mission to be the first to bring her over the edge. Fine with me. I’ll be the last and the one she remembers the most. Ben slides a finger inside of her and I join him, pushing my index finger in her as she writhes on the couch, panting our names back and forth.
“You’re so fucking hot, Georgie,” Ben says, pumping his finger inside her. “You should see yourself. Right, Luc?”
“Fucking gorgeous, you are.”
She looks up, biting her bottom lip and breathing hard. “Make me come. Please, I need it so badly.”
“You got it, gorgeous.” Ben lowers his head to suck her clit whilst I watch. He looks at me after a minute. “Get in here. Let’s do this together.”
I pause, considering what is likely about to happen. I’ve gone this far. If anything, it’s an experience. I nod, moving beside him so I can get some too. We spread her legs open, both of us sucking, licking, twisting our fingers inside of her. She tastes amazing. Fucking addictive.
“Oooh, yes, oooh, god, guys. That’s it, that’s it. Don’t stop. Ooh I’m so close.” She arches her back, literally fucking our tongues as she falls over the edge. Her body shudders in waves, and she claws my shoulder whilst squeezing Ben’s hand. After a few seconds, she pushes Ben off her clit and we pull our fingers out, watching her recover. When I take my eyes off of her, I notice Ben watching me. My eyes shift down to see his cock out of his pants, proudly erect. I’ve seen it briefly before as we dressed at the gym but not like this. His hand strokes it slowly.
Georgie sits up and notices too. Smiling, she reaches down and strokes it, then gazes up at me. “Where’s yours?”
I don’t hesitate to pull mine out and let Georgie rub me. She slides off the couch so that she’s between us pumping our cocks up and down. As she does, her tits bounce, but her focus is solely on her task. She licks the palms of her hands before returning to her task. Ben watches intently-her hand on my cock, her other hand on his. She leans forward, kissing Ben first, then me. Ben pulls her hair off her neck as she kisses me, moving so close, she could kiss us both at the same time if she wanted to. She does. She grips Ben’s neck pulling his mouth to hers without moving from mine. It’s the second time tonight his tongue has made contact with mine. Maybe it’s the alcohol or maybe it’s Georgie, but I don’t give a fuck. This is the hottest shit I’ve ever done.
Georgie resumes pumping our cocks, and Ben squeezes his eyes shut.
“You like watching, Luc?”
I nod. “I’d watch you do anything.”
“Yeah?” She tilts her head. “You’d watch me fuck your friend?”
“Yeah.”
“Would you watch me suck his dick?” Ben’s eyes open.
“Yeah.”
“You’re not jealous?”
“Why would I be, love? I’m here too.”
Her eyes shift to Ben. “Would you watch me fuck Luc?”
He nods. “I’d help him fuck you.”
She grins. “You’re a kinky shit, aren’t you? You like this set up? The dirtier the better, am I right?”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
“What would you both do for me? How far will you go?”
“What are you asking, Georgie?”
She looks at me and then back at Ben. “Would you touch each other if I asked you to?”
My brow creases, realizing the stakes have just been raised.
“What do you mean touch?” Ben asks.
“Your cocks. Will you touch Luc’s?”
Ben gazes at me, and the look in his eyes shocks me. I think he wants to. He fucking wants to.
“Ben?” Georgie asks. “Would you?”
Ben searches my eyes looking for my reaction. Without waiting for one, Georgie takes Ben’s hand and moves it slowly to replace hers on my dick. He watches the movement, then I feel his grip take hold as he fists my cock. My brow furrows, but I make no move to stop it by focusing on how much it’s turning Georgie on. I don’t want to think about Ben’s reaction right now.
“What about you, English?” She crawls to me on her knees and presses her tits in my face. “Touch his dick for me?”
A tiny part of me is saying I need to get the fuck out of here, but a very loud part is telling me to do whatever the bloody hell she wants. “What do we get for doing it?”
She smiles. “Me, silly.”
Swallowing hard, I first glance at Ben’s cock, wondering if I can really do this. How bad could it be? It’s just a knob. Georgie watches me, and as I start to reach, she smiles. I grip my hand around Ben’s cock, closing my eyes for a second. It’s not so bad. It’s like touching mine. I just have to pretend I’m jerking myself off.
“That’s it, sexy boys. Make Georgie proud. Get yourselves off for me.”
She leans back against the couch, spreading her legs and rubbing her clit as she watches us. One hand moves up and twists her nipple. I watch her, but my attention twists to Ben when he starts to moan. I can feel his cock hardening in my hand, and shockingly, feel my own react to it.
“Ah, fuck, I’m gonna come,” Ben murmurs. “Fuck.”
“That’s it.” Georgie kisses Ben’s neck. “You’re doing such a good job, but make sure Luc gets to come too.”
“Fuck,” he whispers as he increases his action on my cock.
I close my eyes, letting the feeling take over. I open them again when I feel Georgie’s hand over mine. She’s done the same to Ben, and she guides our hands until Ben throws his head back and explodes. A second later, white cream shoots from my dick, spilling down Georgie and Ben’s hands. Georgie slowly licks her fingers. She’s actually licking her fingers.
“Delicious.”
“Fuck,” I whisper. “You are unbelievable, woman. Fucking unbelievable.”
She settles in between my knees and wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me deeply. “You are, Luc. I didn’t think you’d do it. You did it for me?”
I nod. “Yeah.”
“But it turned you on a little?”
I smile. “Yeah.”
She kisses me again. “Would you do it again? Would you do more?”
“For you?”
“For all of us.” She glances at Ben lying on his back, breathing hard as he recovers. “He wants you,” she whispers in my ear. “Didn’t you feel it?” I pull back and meet her eyes. Without waiting for me to reply, she kisses me again. “We could have something beautiful, the three of us. This was just a taste. Think about it.”
Before I can say anything, she moves off my lap and straddles Ben, leaning down to kiss him softly. She whispers in his ear too as she strokes his face. Her gestures are more intimate with him causing a twinge of jealousy in me. Does she like him more? He nods and smiles before sitting up.
Georgie stands, wobbling slightly, before stretching. “Water?”
“Yeah,” Ben says.
“Sure.”
Georgie saunters off leaving me and Ben alone. He glances at me but averts his eyes quickly. What the fuck do we do now? When she returns, she hands each of us a glass of cool water and paper towels. We both clean up and tuck our cocks away.
“You guys want to stay here with me?”
Ben and I exchange glances. “Uh, that sounds amazing, actually, but a lot happened tonight. If we stay a lot more might happen.”
Ben nods. “I agree.”
Georgie smiles. “Voice of reason. Before you leave, I think I had a decision to make.” I nod as Ben’s brow furrows. “I can’t make a choice. I like you both. I want you both.” She leans back and crosses her legs. “So I guess the ball is in your court. Do you want me enough to share me?”
“You want us enough to be shared?” Ben asks.
“After what we just did? Hell yeah.”
“Oh,” I start. “You mean actually share. At the same time.”
“You’re so smart, Luc.” Ben and I exchange glances. “Don’t deny how much fun we all had tonight. That could be us all the time.”
“You want to fuck both of us?” Ben asks.
“Eventually.” She grins. “I believe this is one of those be careful what you wish for situations. You wanted to take me out together, so here we are. You don’t have to answer me now. You can go home and think about. Examine your thoughts and desires. Replay everything we did tonight. Whatever you need to do. I’ll wait.”
“Are you seeing anyone else besides us?” I ask.
She looks at me. “No, Luc, I’m not.”
My eyes meet Ben’s, who looks just as conflicted. “I guess we have something to talk about.”
Ben nods. “We do.”
We stand and straighten our clothes. Georgie stands, her tiny frame still naked as she moves into my arms. I hold her tight and after a second, Ben comes from behind her. She leans against him, twisting her face up for a kiss. He kisses her, his hand moving down her body. I grip her tits and bend my head enough to kiss her neck until she lifts my face up to kiss her at the same time as Ben. She moves from him to me, kissing us both as she rubs against us. He bends to kiss her again at the same moment I do, and our tongues briefly touch entwined with hers. Georgie smiles, loving every minute.
We release her and watch as she sits on the couch. “I’ll be waiting.”
Ben and I walk outside, pausing for a moment on the front steps allowing the cool night air to sober us up a little. “I’ll call for a ride.”
“Thanks, mate.”
We ride home in silence. We need to talk, but too much happened tonight. When we get to my place, Ben touches my arm. “I’ll call tomorrow.”
“Yeah, okay. Night.”
“Night.”
I enter my flat, strip out of my clothes, and fall into bed. I’m not sure if my head is spinning from the alcohol or the fact that I touched another man. Or both. Now the question remains, will I do it again for Georgie?
Chapter 6 Georgie
After a quick shower, I crawl into bed, replaying the night’s events. We went exactly where I hoped we’d go, but I’m still a little shocked. I never thought those manly men would touch each other, but it was obvious to me from the very beginning it’s what Ben wanted. Luc on the other hand was a complete surprise.
I sip a glass of water. Now what though? Do we see how far all three of us are willing to take it? I’m an adventurous one, but this is brand new territory. No way I could tell Sophie. She would freak. Way too conservative for this kind of thing.
I grab my phone from the nightstand and open the internet tab, searching for information on navigating a threesome. I read a few articles discussing trust and communication. Okay, that makes sense. I think it might really come down to what Luc and Ben are comfortable with. It was fun tonight. More than fun. It was the hottest shit I’ve ever done, but I hope it’s not awkward for them now. Causing a problem in their friendship is the worst thing I could do.
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In the morning, I crawl out of bed and head to the shower with my head pounding. I really put down the beverages last night. I think I’ll check in with the boys later and make sure everything’s cool. As the water pours down over me, everything we did comes back. If I had to choose, could I? If they couldn’t do it anymore, would one rise above? Before last night, I think it would’ve been Luc, but Ben’s vulnerability and passion tugged at me in an unexpected way. I wanted to help him. I wanted him to know he was safe and he could be himself. I wanted Luc to give him that too.
After my shower, I lie on my bed, cooling under the ceiling fan. When my phone rings, I sit up, hoping it’s one or both of the boys, but it’s my mother.
“Hey, mom.”
“Georgie. How are you today?”
“Well, it’s like nine on a Sunday so fine I guess.”
“Still time for church.”
I roll my eyes. “Good, you should go.”
“I’ve been and I’m back already. I like the early service.”
She’s making small talk. “Okay, mom. What’s up?”
She exhales slowly. “Your dad’s getting married again.”
My mouth drops open. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Again?”
“Again. He called your brother and told him. Too afraid to call you.”
“How many is this? Six?”
“Six. She’s two years younger than you.”
“I don’t get him, mom. He can’t stay faithful, yet he can’t be single and stop getting married. What is wrong with him?”
“I wish I knew, but I didn’t want you to be surprised when you found out. Eventually he’ll get enough nerve to call you.”
“Whatever. I’m not meeting this one. It’s a waste of time to get to know these women.”
“I know. Sorry to ruin your morning.”
“You didn’t. I’m glad you told me so I don’t cuss him out when he calls.”
“You’re welcome. What are you doing today?”
“I have some work to catch up on. I’ll probably do some yoga later. Other than that, a lazy day. That’s how I like my Sundays. You?”
“It’s my Bunko night with the ladies from church.”
“Sounds fun.” I’d rather die.
“Any romantic prospects?”
Now there’s a loaded question. “Nothing to report on now.” Not a lie.
“Okay, sweetie, have a good week. Wouldn’t kill you to plan a visit to see me soon. It’s been a few months.”
“I know. Work’s been crazy. Lots of travel and not enough hours in a week.”
“Don’t work too hard. You need to have a life too.”
“I know, mom. I’m finding the balance.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too.”
I hang up but feel my eyes welling with tears. My mom is the most beautiful and kind woman I know and she’s wasted her life on a loser. All these years later, the most excitement she has is church and Bunko. One thing I know for sure, I’m not going out like that.
Chapt
er 7 Luc
My phone vibrates across the bed whilst I drink my coffee and catch up on the news. Ah, guess it’s time to address last night. I pick it up and answer.
“Hey, mate.”
“Hey, Luc. You busy?”
“No. Just sat here reading the paper and having a cuppa. What’s up?”
“Thought we should talk about last night. You want to grab some breakfast?”
“I could definitely use some bacon grease to nurse this headache.”
Ben laughs. “I hear ya. Want to meet at Ric’s in an hour?”
“Perfect. See you soon.”
“Bye.”
I finish my coffee and climb out of bed to get in the shower. I hope it’s not awkward with Ben after what we did together, but it does need to be discussed. Especially before our next rendezvous with Georgie.
An hour later, I’m sipping a glass of orange juice when Ben walks in. I wave to get his attention and he joins me. “Hey, man.”
I nod. “Morning. I ordered coffee already. It’s on its way.”
“Thanks.” He folds his hands and stares down at the table for a minute. Oh fuck. It’s going to be awkward, but then Ben looks up and laughs. “What a fucking night, huh?”
I immediately relax and laugh. “Yeah. That woman is, uh…” I shake my head.
“Words not needed.”
“Right.” Our server drops off the pot of coffee and two mugs. I order the meat lover’s breakfast and Ben orders pancakes and eggs. Once he leaves, I turn my attention back to Ben. “So.”
“So.” Ben’s expression is serious. “I’ll just get right to it. Whatever Georgie wants, I’m here for it.”
“I’m in agreement.” I think.
“I also need to tell you something else.”
“Listening.”
We pause as our server drops off our food. Ben pours syrup on his pancakes, holding my gaze. “Last night you asked me if I’ve had threesomes involving another man.”
“And you said you had.”
“Right. The truth is I’m pretty much open to anything in that arena.”
My brow crinkles. “I’m confused. What arena?”
“The sex arena. I’ll do anything with anyone if it feels good.”
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