Page 55 of Never Say Never


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Yet for some inexplicable reason, lately I tend to be drawn to the concept of a good, old-fashioned gang bang, like in “Last Call”:

I want the bartender to close and lock the front door at the bar. “What happens in The Local, stays in The Local,” I want some wiseass to say. There will be laughter, of the nervous variety, and the men will try not to look into one another’s eyes. Because what we’re going to do here is a gang bang, and brother, when you say those words aloud, people get jittery.

This isn’t non-con, mind you. I am not asking for something from Last Exit to Brooklyn. Don’t leave me unconscious on an old vinyl car seat behind the bar. Yes, I want the abuse, but I want to revel in every moment. In fact, I want to name the lineup. That’s why we have to wait until closing time, when everyone else can leave except for the five men I’ve chosen.

The concept of bringing new partners into a relationship doesn’t only mean the more the merrier. There are so many emotional aspects to trading. In “Nights Out,” Tenille Brown writes:

This was her favorite part, the good-byes, though it probably shouldn’t be. The jealous eyes were all but genuine as they issued quick kisses and last-minute rules.

No long embraces…

No funny stories…

Just a fly-by-night fuck is all it is…

…all it will ever be…

It couldn’t be normal, she was convinced. She was at least supposed to be more hesitant than she was, but right now her thighs were sliding against each other, and barely able to hold her up.

She was someone else’s tonight, and so was he. Only a wall separated their respective escapades. He could hear her moan if he listened closely. She could hear him issue instructions if she tamed her own enjoyment.

In their room, she let her new partner do things she didn’t allow her husband to, and that was the most thrilling thing of all, like biting her… as long as he didn’t leave any marks. And she let her new partner pull her hair. She didn’t even know she liked that part until he grabbed the first handful and now she couldn’t get enough.

She imagined her husband was doing the same, breaking the handed down rules. But after all, weren’t they both allowed? Wasn’t that what this thing was for?

She bent over for a spanking.

She told him, “Just do it, already.”

Giselle Renarde’s “The Couple with the Dragon Tattoo,” features a multicultural MF/FF swap.

Just when I thought Lilliana would kiss my boyfriend’s knuckles, she extended his index finger and slowly closed her mouth around it. Ger let out a glorious groan that pulsed inside my core. It was mesmerizing and magnificent to watch her sucking those fingers like five little cocks, devoting care and attention to one and all. She was a minx, that girl. My excitement at having her in our bedroom was surpassed only by the control in Vijee’s eyes as she looked on.

Vijee leaned against the bed and patted the mattress.

“Come, Marva,

sit.”

Lilliana nodded in eager acquiescence, her mauve-gray eyes on me all the while. My pussy throbbed. I could have sworn my feet never touched the ground as I cut a quick path to the bed.

We watched in silence as Lilliana unbuttoned Gerry’s shirt, sucking his fingers all the while. The sound of his belt unbuckling and his trousers unzipping summoned the sweetest of aches between my legs, and I was certain Vijee recognized my distress. I watched her watching me in the mirrored wardrobe. Vijee and I were so much darker than Lilliana and Gerry, and I wasn’t sure what that meant, if it meant anything at all.

“Does this make you jealous?” Vijee asked, as we watched Lilliana pumping Ger’s erection in her smallish hand. “My girlfriend jerking off your dear Gerry—are you envious at all?”

“Envious? Yes. I love touching my boyfriend’s cock. But jealous? No.”

Envy and jealousy can be introduced to a new emotion (perhaps at a cocktail party) often discussed in open relationships. Xan West writes in “Compersion”:

It’s called compersion. A dyke friend who teaches classes on open relationships taught me the word for it. Compersion. It even sounds dirty. She said that the kind I do is called erotic compersion, when you get off on watching your partner fuck someone else.

Opening up to an open relationship (within whatever confines feels safe to you) often takes time—and a great deal of trust. You can always start small, with words, fantasies and fiction.

TANTALIZING TIPS

•Find a favorite foursome (or “moresome”) story to share with your partner. Really put yourself into the plot, pretending that you are one of the players. See how your body reacts to this sensual idea.

•Interested in exploring the option in real life? Check out Tristan Taormino’s exquisite Opening Up: A Guide to Creating and Sustaining Open Relationships.

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