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Hands and lips pull away from me entirely, and I stand up.
“Okay. You’re married, and I’m your friend,” I say, breathing hard.
“And you’re very sexy to both of us; you know that. We’ve watched you touch yourself before. This is just us touching you this time, and you touching us if you want.”
“I want. I mean, I didn’t think that I did before – just watching is enough – but I do want.”
“Good,” my friend says. “Then, we can go upstairs, or we can start down here if you want.”
“Can we just maybe do something tonight?”
“Yeah, that’s what–”
“No, I meant… I just want to touch you guys. Is that okay?”
“You don’t want us to make you come?” my friend asks.
“I’ll come, trust me, but I’d like to do the touching. Is that okay?” I ask, breathing hard. “A first step.”
“You want to touch us?” my friend asks, kissing her wife’s neck now as her wife holds out her hand to take mine and pull me in.
I swallow hard – I do want to touch them. I wouldn’t mind if they touch me, either, but something’s holding me back. This makes sense – it’s the natural evolution of what we’ve been doing since the beginning: I’ve watched them so many times, and they’ve seen me touch myself. They’ve seen me touch someone else, too. It only makes sense now that we’d do this together; the three of us. Then, I think of her. My friend takes my hand and pulls me around behind her wife, who is now sandwiched between us. My hand slips into the woman’s pants without me even thinking about it, and as my friend takes off her wife’s shirt and bra and starts sucking on her nipples, I’m stroking her clit. Her head is back against my shoulder, and I don’t even realize that I’m kissing her neck until I’m already doing it.
I’m wet. I’m getting turned on, and I want to come myself. I look down and see that my pants are undone still. As I stroke her with my dominant hand and listen to her sounds, I reach into my panties and find my swollen clit. I nip at her neck as I stroke myself in time. My hips roll into her, and I look down to see that she’s got her hand inside her wife’s pants now, too. This is crazy…
She moans first. Her wife moans second and kisses her. I keep stroking her clit and my own at the same time. Then, I feel her hand on mine, and she pulls it lower – she wants me inside. I’m not ready for that yet, so I move it back to her clit and stroke her harder.
“Baby, I need you inside,” she says.
I don’t know if she’s talking to me or to her wife. I stroke her harder.
“Fuck,” she says. “Yes, make me come.”
So, I do. She comes hard against my hand, and I come after her. Then, a third voice is heard in the middle of the kitchen, and we’re all coming together. I stop stroking myself first and picture another woman in front of me for a second. I want her; I don’t want this. This is definitely hot, and maybe if I wouldn’t have met her, I’d want this, but I pull my hand out of my friend’s pants and step back.
“What’s wrong?” she asks me, still hazy from her orgasm.
“I can’t,” I say.
She removes her own hand from her wife’s pants and turns to me. Now, they’re both staring at me.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. This was…”
“Too much?” my friend asks.
“I think so, yeah,” I say.
“We shouldn’t have pushed you. I’m sorry,” she says, buttoning up her pants.
“No, it’s fine. I told you I wanted it, and I did. I do. I–”
“Is it because we’re married or because we’re all friends?”
“No,” I say, buttoning up my own pants.
“Okay. Why?”
