Short Story 1 #amwriting

Anonymous Hal asked me to write “Real life kink… Threesome with your husband and best guy friend.” I picked a more recent real life experience to write about, highlighting the curiosity of a new experience. I’ve had curiosity on my mind a lot lately, with the Erotic Journal Challenge prompt of Curiosity for March. So, enjoy this little story, and feel free to make more suggestions for topics for me to write some fiction about!

I climb onto the bed on my hands and knees, sticking my round ass in the air. Lucas climbs on next to me, mimicking my stance. I can hear Nick moving behind me, and I chance a glance in his direction. He has a hand-carved cane in his hand. Not one that helps someone walk, but one that’s designed for one purpose, and one purpose only: to deliver pain. Okay, maybe it has more uses than just that, but that’s what we use it for.

Nick swings it lightly into his other hand, getting his grip right, testing the weight of it. He moves around behind us, getting into position so he can cane us both. The room is too small, but he settles into position behind me.

I know I’m going to be first. Lucas has never been hit with a cane before, and although he enjoys pain, it’s still new. He’s always eager to experience new things, and his curiosity led him to immediately say yes when I asked if he would get caned side by side with me, just for fun.

The first swing takes me by surprise, and I rock forward. I wrap one arm around Lucas’ so that we can hold hands. I’m so cold, and he is so warm. It feels good to have his fingers entwined with mine. Reassuring as Nick swings the cane over and over again. I know he’s going light on me. Just weeks ago, he went hard enough to turn my ass into beautiful shades of purple. But tonight, he’s just having a good time.

I try to keep my stance with my ass in the air, but it’s difficult. Almost immediately, I’m wondering why I asked for this. The thought makes me smirk. And even as my brain wonders what the hell I was thinking, my pussy is so wet. I’m sure I’ll be dripping on the bed soon.

And then my turn is over, and it’s Lucas’. I hold his hand tightly, moving back into position. I love to hear the sounds he makes as Nick gets started. Almost immediately, Lucas says he can go harder. I love to hear the swing of the cane, knowing it isn’t hitting me. Not this time. And as Nick goes on, Lucas makes adorably sexy noises. Little grunts and moans. Our hands are still interlocked, and he looks at me and gives me a quick kiss. His lips are so soft, and his close-cropped beard scratches against my face as we kiss. I want more.

But then it’s my turn again. Nick swings harder this round, and I whimper and unconsciously try to pull away. I don’t go far, though, and Lucas holds my hand the whole time. We go through two more rounds of this, and then I get one final set.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I watch Nick put the cane away. Lucas and I crawl forward onto the bed, and collapse onto our backs, our bodies pressed right up next to each other. Nick cuddles into me on my other side. My ass is so sore, but I love it.

Nick’s fingers trail down my body until they find the spot between my legs where I’m dripping wet and aching with need. His fingers play with my clit, and I have to try hard not to squirm out of his grasp. Lucas’ fingers slide along my thigh and between my folds so that he’s fucking me with them while Nick plays with my clit. The combination is intoxicating, and when they each start to play with one of my nipples, too, I think I’m going to lose my mind. My whole body is trembling, and then I feel my orgasm building. I grip the sheets with my hands, my toes curl, every muscle tenses as the waves of orgasm wash over me. I lay quivering in their arms, my pussy pulsing around Lucas’s fingers.

“Do you want to see my ass?” Lucas asks.

“Yes!” I nearly shout. My pussy spasms again in desire to see Nick’s handiwork.

Lucas rolls onto his side and my fingers trace over the bruises that are already forming. It’s a beautiful shade of purple.

“Does it hurt?” I ask.

“Not much,” he says. He rolls back onto his back, and I am so close to his cock. I position myself so I can suck him. I’m still so wet with need, and he’s so hard. I can’t wait to feel him fill my mouth with his cum. On my hands and knees, my ass is in the air again, Nick comes up behind me. He positions himself so that he can fuck me from behind while I suck Lucas’ cock.

I shudder as Nick’s cock presses deeply inside me, and I take Lucas as deep as I can. He presses against the back of my throat, and I try hard not to gag. It feels so good, though. I flick my tongue across the head of his cock, tasting the bit of precum there. I press him down into the back of my throat again and again, sucking, licking, tasting. When I get so overwhelmed with Nick fucking me, I take my mouth off Lucas for a moment, using my hand to stroke him while I moan and bite into Lucas’ hip. I have to be careful not to bite where I bruised him a few days ago. He rewards me with one of his little moans when I bite him.

I have Lucas pressed into the back of my throat when I feel Nick’s fingers grip my hips as he pounds into me. I know that he’s about to fill me with his cum, and I hope that Lucas is nearing his orgasm, too. I’m greedy. I want them both to fill me up with their hot cum. Nick grunts as he cums inside me, and I focus my efforts on getting Lucas off, too. He’s not far behind. I can hear him moaning lightly, and then the rush of warm liquid hits my tongue and fills my mouth. I wait to swallow until he’s done and has started softening in my mouth.

Sated and tired, we all collapse into a pile of arms and legs, holding each other and cuddling the rest of the night.


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