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by Sascha Illyvich
Since my EDGE book is a menage, and a
FFM one at that, I thought I'd talk about five things fun in the
ménage-a-trois.
Of course we're not going to discuss in
full the issues of jealousy or any of the negative things, we're more
interested in how you feel about ménages.
Fantasy or reality you'd like to try?
The
more the merrier! Seriously, six pairs
of hands, three mouths, more to explore, more to experience.
Double
Penetration – We're going to assume this is either way, mmf or ffm. Nothing wrong with a little pegging. Stimulating and that whole feel full bit
excite a lot of people in both genders.
The
taboo of it. Yup, had to go there. It's not an issue for my characters, but
rather a plot device as Treasure uses her charm plus that of another friend's
to make Mark see something he needed.
From
a relationship standpoint, the potential for more love involved into a person's
heart. Life is hard and out of four
Decadent stories I've published, two are ménages. Treasure's Gift and Menage Bound. The latter we'll save for the 1NS blog, but
dealing with Treasure's Gift, we're looking at giving Mark something he needs,
which I covered above, but didn't allude to.
Lastly,
spontaneity can be quite the aphrodisiac and adding a third person can spice up
a relationship like nothing else.
Here's a short excerpt from Treasure's
Gift to entice you!
Treasure has
always had a thing for Mark, her best friend.
When he drops in unannounced, she's glad until she realizes his workload
is keeping him occupied when the only thing on her mind is jumping him. With the help of a very sexy friend, she
uses the one thing designed to make Mark slow down and take notice. What will he do at the temptation of two
beautiful women?
Mark looked at Treasure, wishing he
could just fall asleep in beautiful pools of her eyes. Or swim naked with her.
His cock hardened uncomfortably in his
trousers. Could Treasure feel his
arousal?
Did she know the depths of wickedness
he'd love to explore with her?
He fought a yawn from the overbearing
heat and length of his flight. Closing
his eyes, he leaned back in the chair and let out a breath. The hectic schedule his travel required of
him would exhaust anyone.
The fact that his property was in
Kingwood, he had to fly into Houston Intercontinental and then drive all the
way back to Sugarland where Treasure lived added to his building fatigue, but
hell, he’d do anything to see her standing before him, looking at him with a
hidden mischievous grin and her hands on her hips. Nipples would ache for him and jut out
proudly while her oh so kissable lips moved.
“I’ve got all sorts of ideas, babe.”
“I’m sure you do,” she nodded. “Just come to bed when you’re done.”
She walked away, ass swaying from side
to side with each step she took. Hands
reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head before she
disappeared, leaving him with a view of tanned skin, no bra and the need to
slake his own primal needs tonight.
“Damnit!” Mark knocked back the drink and slammed the
glass on the table. He certainly didn't
look forward to the next few weeks of very long Saturdays despite being so
close to achieving his financial goals.
Not if Treasure intended to taunt him with hints at her naked
flesh.
He had to do something about his
raging erection. Maybe a cold
shower. Or maybe a long, hot shower
featuring Treasure stepping into the large tub with him, setting her delectably
round ass against his cock and coating his dick in her juices would...
Sadly, Mark showered quickly, ignoring
his hard on. He dressed in pajama
bottoms, a tank top that showed off his muscular arms and pale skin. Bedtime included a nightcap, a large one
designed to knock him out so he’d sleep without dreaming of Treasure’s body
blanketing his while her pussy milked the life out of him.
Mark slumped back in his chair, head
hanging forward. He took a sip of
bourbon, let the liquid burn his throat before he took another longer
swig. Sitting up, he looked over the now
neatly organized stack of papers
“Treasure?”
His lips curled upward.
The bedroom door opened. “Mark,” The soft lilting of her voice
reignited the spark of arousal.
Mark set his glass on the desk and
waited. “Yes dear?”
“It’s bedtime. Come to bed.”
She sounded needy. Another man would
have missed the subtlety of want in her voice.
“I have things to do before bed first.”
“Then I’ll come to you.” Her voice dripped with unmistakable husky
lust.
Mark arched a brow.
A moment later, Treasure appeared
before Mark wearing a black see through teddy that flowed out at the bottom
with lace trimming and barely reached the top of her thighs. A scrap of lace hid both nipples and obscured
his view of her sex. Dirty blonde hair
fell around her shoulders in loose curls, bouncing with each step she took
towards him. Hands started at her
shoulders, smoothed down her arms, over full breasts and down her round stomach
until stopping at her hips. Treasure stuck one leg forward, took a tentative
step closer to Mark and stopped mere inches from him. “Well?”
His jaw dropped. He blinked several times to make sure he was
seeing right before focusing on her expression.
She frowned. “You think I’m fat. I knew it.”
“No!” He stood and took her hands in
his. His stomach tightened from the
contact while his cock stirred against his pajamas. Blood pumped faster down south and his mouth
went bone dry. “No, that’s not it. It’s
just…just…wow Treasure. I’ve dreamed of
this for years.”
“What do you intend to do now?” She tilted her head and her mouth curled into
a wicked grin.
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