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“Tell us what you want, Moni. You know we both want you. We’ve wanted you from the first time we saw you… Tell us who you want to make love with. Ladies Choice.”
Moni realized that Luca and Broody were both pressing their faces closely to hers. Broody began to kiss her neck, as she looked deeply into Luca’s eyes and could see that he was aroused but patiently waiting for her answer.
“I want both of you,” she heard herself say. “I’m a greedy little witch!”
Much later that same night on the heels of the most erotic experience Moni had ever been part of, she would have the same recurrent dream she often had, the one that featured her brother Sam’s face inches from her own, although he seemed to be behind a round portal of glass, so thick that although he seemed to be mouthing words she could not hear him.
In her dream she would beat on the glass and plead with him.
“Sam! Sam! Where are you? I can’t hear you!” But he never seemed to be able to understand what she wanted, though she could clearly see the desperation in his eyes as he tried to communicate.
CHAPTER THREE-TRIADS AND DRYADS
Due to her inebriated state, Moni would never remember how she had managed to make it back to the room she shared with Shady and Broody.
But she would never forget the sensations that she experienced that evening.
Never.
Moni loved being naked. Clothing always felt like an affront to her skin, so when she felt gentle hands undressing her, it didn’t occur to her to question what might be happening. It felt like something that was supposed to happen.
She laughed aloud quietly when she felt the warmth of two bodies pressed closely against hers, one spooning her, and the other holding her so closely she could not discern where the other body began and her own body ended.
“Open your eyes, beautiful.”
It was Broody’s voice, and as soon as she did his angelic face filled her visual field.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” she answered back, her eyelids feeling so heavy that she wanted to close her eyes again.
“Wait, lovely Moni, we have to know if you want us to make love to you,” Broody said quietly. “It has to be what you want, darling. Luca wants to know too.”
“Yes, Moni,” Luca’s voice came from directly behind her, somewhat muffled because he was nuzzling her neck.
A lightning bolt of desire surged through her core and her heartbeat ramped up as she first nodded and then answered,
“Oh, yes. Yes,please!” The urgency in her voice was a decisively palpable thing that seemed to linger in the air between the trio.
Broody’s lips descended over her own, and she felt inquisitive fingers gently parting her labia to tease her clitoris. And then she was on her back, her hands held above her head, as both her nipples were first nibbled on. Tongues encircled her areolas in a symphony of pleasurable sensation, one circling clockwise and the other counter clockwise. And at the same time she was lost in a never ending kiss.
She felt her thighs parting gently and a welcome intrusion slide into her and began moving in and out in an ancient rhythm that caused her to raise her hips up to meet each thrust.
And suddenly, softer lips were searching hers, and looking up she saw Shady above her.
Shady pulled back long enough to say, “You are so beautiful Moni. Like a beautiful and delicate wood nymph. You deserve all the pleasure in the world!”
A myriad of new sensations followed. A nipple for Shady’s teeth, Broody kissing her neck as he moved his cock expertly between her thighs. The sensation of a gentle feeling of a single finger in her anus as Broody and Luca took turns penetrated her vagina. And afterward, when things slowed down, a myriad of hands smoothing over her skin and the radiating warmth of four people in the same bed loving each other.
Even Luca and Broody kissing tenderly above her head while someone—Shady?—lapped between her legs and teased her clit to a climax.
So much beautiful nudity, so many body parts that she reached to fondle like forbidden fruit, enjoying the tension of squeezing and sucking and tasting.
And finally, the covers pulled over her like a benediction as she basked in the afterglow.
“You are all beautiful. My beautiful friends…” she murmured as she drifted off.
The Professor’s lecture seemed to be going on and on the next morning, which happened to be the first day of class, and Moni, still slightly hung over from the Bonfire dance the previous night, was having a devil of a time keeping her eyes open.
