Story written and narrated by R. Liebenberg

I sat in my car and tried to calm my mind. Am I really going to do this?  I thought back to something my coworker had said the day before. “I guess you’re going straight home after work? You never do anything fun or adventurous anymore,” she’d remarked.

As much as I hated to admit it, Lucy’s words stung. So to prove her wrong, I went to a bar instead. At the bar, I’d started talking to a beautiful woman. Alexia, she’d introduced herself. Alexia was sultry and confident, with long wavy brown hair, tanned skin, full lips, and almond eyes. 

She moved with a grace that I found intoxicating. A few drinks later, I was aware of Alexia’s eyes on me, and – perhaps even more blush-inducing – my own desire to be touched by her. Before leaving, Alexia slid a napkin into my hand.

“Join us tomorrow night at this address, 9 PM,” she’d said in a low murmur, leaning in close to be heard over the buzz of the bar. “It’s an invite-only thing and…” Here she paused, a mischievous grin playing on the edge of her mouth as she pulled back just a hint to look me in the eye. “And I’d love to see more of you. We’ll have some sexy fun, if you’d like,” I immediately understood Alexia’s meaning, and felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Well, not just there… The idea of fucking this gorgeous woman made me throb. But Alexia had mentioned us, which meant… Alexia and someone else? Or even more than one someone else?

That was why I now found myself stalling outside the house of the address I’d been given. I had an idea of what might be happening inside, but I’d never been to this sort of thing before; I’d never even had a threesome. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that I was doing this for me, that I’d gone looking for fun and adventure, and that I’d found exactly that. Feeling the breeze on my skin in my light dress, I walked to the door.

A tall man answered. He had salt-and-pepper hair and piercing eyes. “You must be Alexia’s guest,” he said with a salacious grin. “It’s lovely to meet you. I’m Emmet, come in.”

Alexia was draped on a couch and smiled lazily when she saw me enter the room.

“I’m so glad you came,” she said and gestured to the couch next to her. I sat, and Alexia kissed me on the lips. It was sweet and sensual – and surprising. My stomach flipped. I wanted more. I was introduced to another man, Isaac. He was tall and muscular, with blonde hair pulled into a messy bun. I was starting to quiver with anticipation.

Emmet handed me a glass of champagne as the chatter once again started up. Alexia casually rested a hand on my thigh – her touch was both exhilarating and reassuring at the same time – and, with the other, tilted her own glass towards mine in a quiet toast.

The group talked and laughed, conversation flowing easily. I felt comfortable around them, but I could feel undercurrents of desire that pulsed between the four of us. Eventually, Alexia looked at me meaningfully.

“I’m so glad you came,” she said again, in a husky voice, pushing my hair away from my shoulders. She leaned forward and kissed my neck. I gasped with pleasure, immediately aroused. I closed my eyes to lean into the warm lips trailing down my collarbone, and when I opened them again, Isaac started rubbing my shoulders.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” I nodded. “That feels amazing.”

Alexia smiled, that same naughty smile I had seen at the bar yesterday. Ignited, I kissed her full on the lips, deeply and slowly. From behind, I felt Isaac’s hands run up my thighs. Before I knew it, Isaac was massaging my ass, and Alexia’s fingers were pulling my panties aside to slip inside me. 

I was wet and hot. More than that, I was excited and yearning for them, all of them. Emmet sat on a chair and watched for a while as I gyrated with Alexia’s thumb, which was lightly circling my clit. When Isaac’s stronger hand dipped deep, it was enough to drive me mad, and I arched back, letting the pleasure take my body.

In that moment, Emmet stood and approached, took my hand, and made me stand. With smoldering eyes that never left mine, he started unbuttoning my dress. I felt myself shiver despite the heat, a delicious sense of anticipation setting my nerves tingling. I wanted more of Alexia and Isaac, but I was also enticed by the way Emmet’s sure hands moved over my breasts. And by the way he looked at me, his eyes full of fire. My dress fell to the floor, exposing my soft, pale breasts that rose and fell with every breath.

Isaac grabbed handfuls of my hair and moved my panties aside once more, licking my pussy from behind. Crying out with pleasure, my legs shook. Emmet cut short my cry with his lips, kissing me passionately.

Within seconds, I was on the couch again, feeling waves of sensation spread like fire across my body. Emmet’s mouth had found its way down to my clit and Alexia’s lips were teasing my breasts while Isaac held her in his arms and fingered her from behind.

We were a mass of bodies, warm and wet. Sensual, rhythmic movement, gasping and sucking. I was inundated with touch all over my body, hands feeling, fingers pleasuring, and tongues tasting. At one moment, I was licking Alexia’s pussy and feeling her shudder beneath my tongue, and the next I was introducing Isaac’s cock to the back of my throat.

My urgency started to mount, and I could see it in the others too. I pushed Isaac to the floor and straddled him. When I felt his slick, pulsing cock slide inside me, I almost orgasmed immediately. I started rocking slowly and then took Emmet into my mouth. His hips slowly rocked forward, while he thrust his hand into Alexia’s pussy. Taking Emmet’s lead, I matched her speed on top of Isaac. Going harder and faster, I cried out as I felt myself edge closer to oblivion.

Before I lost herself, Emmet slid out of my mouth and flipped Alexia so that her luscious ass was in the air. I watched as he entered her hard, and she matched him stroke for stroke. Within seconds, I unraveled. I felt herself clench around Isaac’s cock, and he held me close so that he could fuck me through my ecstasy. 

A moment later, he came too, jerking violently. The four of us orgasmed almost simultaneously and then collapsed into a mound of limbs, slick with sweat and cum. We held each other and reveled in our euphoria. 

What a glorious night it had been, and there were still hours to go until dawn. I smiled to myself, knowing that I would never forget it – and I would probably never be able to tell Lucy at work about it either.