Private Emotions – Invitations (The Private Emotions Trilogy) (6 page)

“Leave it to Sophie to buy something sight unseen but if memory serves me correctly, that has always been her way.”

“You should not tease, Ethan. When you moved to this city I was the one who found you this place you are living in now. All I had to do was describe it and you were willing to sign a check right away.”

“Hey, I know what I want and you painted such a good picture of the place that I had no choice but to sign on the dotted line.”

“All you artists make me a little jealous with how you can create something from nothing and then sell it for a lot of money to people like me. I’ve always thought that I could be an artist myself but my family was big into law and that was just my path in life.”

I whispered under my breath, “You are definitely a sexual artist.”

“What was that you said, Emily? Did you say that I was a sexual artist? Hmmm, I do like the sound of that and if you don’t mind I’m going to use it and tell everyone it was my saying.” I flushed a little but they were taking everything in stride and our conversation was flowing, just as much as the wine was.

“I suppose you could say that what I cooked here was a work of art as well.” To prove his point, he used his knife and fork and slashed a design into the mashed potatoes that would leave Leonardo Da Vinci proud. Both Sophie and I were speechless, as the potatoes became the bust of a woman with two peas on top for nipples.

“You are such a man, thinking that all art has to have a naked body when really art is subjective and could look like anything.”

“Hey, I know what I like and this speaks to me.” We laughed and he dug into the bosomy twosome and consumed it before our eyes. After he ate it all up, he licked his lips and then Sophie did the same thing as she played lazily with her fork. They were purposely leading the conversation towards sex, just enough that I noticed but I didn’t think too much of it.

“You know, Em, it’s Sophie’s last night in the city and I think we should let her decide what she wants to do for her final night.” I nodded but was a little skeptical to what was going on here. “Sophie, you have but to name it and it’s yours. We could go dancing, see a movie, go to an art gallery, just name your poison my lady and your wish is our command.” OUR? ‘Our’ is a plural word. ‘Our’ includes me How did I get mixed into this little scenario? Oh well, to be fair, it is her night and we did promise to make it special for her.

You’d think that I would be able to tell what they were up to but I was at a loss as to what they were conspiring about. I had to wait for them to reveal their intentions before I would be in the know. They were definitely beating around the bush and I could tell that Ethan wasn’t ready to reveal his intentions but Sophie wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass her by.

Sophie was flirting with him all night. She told me out of the blue, “Wouldn’t it be cool if we both could have one night together with him?”

I said incredulously, “You’re talking about a ménage à trois, if my French is correct and I’m not sure I’m ready for something so extreme.” I had to admit that the idea did intrigue me but it just didn’t seem like something that I was willing to do. Although, the thought did occur to me that they were my friends and something like this is always better with friends than with perfect strangers. Three people having sex together when one of them was going to be me was a scary thought. It just didn’t seem likely that I would be a part of something like that. Even though I had made love to both of them, it had been on separate occasions. One on one occasions.

Ethan had remained silent before he put in his two cents worth. “Emily, I want you to know that there is no pressure here and we are all just talking right now.” Taking my hand, he peered into my eyes and I immediately felt more comfortable. I was more at ease but still not quite ready to take this sort of a plunge into the deep end.

“Look, you’ve had sex with the both of us separately so what possible difference would it make to combine the two? After all, if two was good then perhaps three could be better?” I was feeling the effects of the wine. It loosened me up and I thought maybe it would be cool to try it just so long that they respected my limits and knew when to stop if I so desired. They would never force me into anything so I was willing to at least hear them out but I still was not sure that I would actually go through with anything.

I took a break and went to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror but didn’t recognize the person looking back at me. They were proposing a threesome, which was one thing that I didn’t know I could do, but the liquor had done its job so I was at least willing to see where it all went. I knew that Sophie and Ethan were definitely the right ones to have this experience with but saying this was for me was very hard to do. I thought about what Sophie had said at the table and the way that they were both looking at me the whole time. I just had to see if all the hype was worth it. At least we could talk and take things one step at a time. There would probably never be another opportunity like this because I would never contemplate doing something like this with anyone else but Ethan and Sophie. I should get back to the kitchen before they thought that I had made my escape through the bathroom window.

“Why don’t we take this to the living room with a bottle of wine and see what we can do to put you at ease?” Ethan was playing the dutiful host and there was no doubt that this was another of his ‘lessons’ that he wanted me to learn. He wasn’t trying to push anything and was giving me all the time in the world to come to my own decision. It didn’t seem like a bad idea to take the bottle of wine into the living room with the both of them. Besides, they were being nothing but gentle and I really found them both attractive so what harm would it do to appease them by at least going to the living room?

Ethan said, “I’ll clear the dishes and I’ll join you both in a couple of minutes.”

Sophie confirmed, “Don’t worry, you are in good hands, Em. You don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do. The choice is yours, always remember that.” Sophie and I decided to sit at the table until Ethan was finished.

We all went into the living room and sat down. I was in the middle of the both of them on the sofa as the wine flowed from one glass to the other. I wasn’t drunk by any means but we were all feeling the effects which made it a little easier for them to gain access to my body and the pleasures that came with it.

They each took their cue from the other and all I could do was wait to see what happened next. The feel of their two heated bodies next to mine was more than I could possibly bear. There was no way that I was going to make the necessary step into the foray of a threesome. If they really wanted me to pursue this new sexual dynamic then they would have to start and see if I was a willing participant. That appeared not to be a problem at all as they really wanted this and were willing to light the fuse that would eventually make me explode.

They both touched me at the same time and undressed me, kissing each piece of exposed skin as they went. Once I was naked, I saw that they were nodding to each other and dipped their heads until two tongues were over my nipples. Having one nipple played with by one partner was so much fun, but with the two of them combining their efforts, I was practically in nirvana. There was really nothing I could now but allow myself to be washed away with the pleasures of both sexes.

Sophie giggled as she watched Ethan take one leg then she took the other one in her more than able hands. I was staring lovingly back at them but my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings. They had me wanting more and they both knew it. They were going to take full advantage of that fact and I was now willing to join them.

“Ohhhhhh”. I moaned as his tongue touched my skin. I gasped from the pleasure that he was giving me. Sophie licked up my leg, touching my inner thigh, getting so close to the treasure above that I could almost feel her tongue touching me in the most intimate way possible. Two new friends who knew each other better than I knew either of them were in the position to give me all of them at the same time. They never did anything unless they got my express approval but now I was right there with them, and I had no choice but to go against my normal instincts of flight and just let them show me something that had never experienced before.

“I don’t know if it is the liquor talking or that you guys are making this so easy but I think I want to see where this goes. I don’t think the living room sofa is the right venue for this adventure.” They grinned at me and knew exactly where my train of thought was heading.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable.” We went into the bedroom and Ethan laid me on the silk sheets. He started kissing my eyelids and as I opened my mouth to receive his, I felt another warm body behind me. They were now both licking and biting my neck together while I gave in to a passion that couldn’t be denied. Being naked and desired by two people was a new experience for me and I was sure that I was going to lose it at any minute.

“That’s it, let us make you feel like a desirable and hot woman.” Ethan’s words struck a chord with me and I thought that this was just one more lesson that I had to take part in. This lesson was a way for me to just let them give pleasure while I lay back and enjoyed the multiple sensations all over my body.

“Ahhhhh, wow, two tongues are better than one.” Looking down over my heaving breasts, I saw that they were both between my legs and were feasting on that part of me that made us women special. One was licking my clit in circles, while the other one was working their tongue and fingers in unison within my tightness.

“Yes, more, I want more, oh god!” These weren’t the screams of the shy introvert that I had once been. The way that I was feeling, I didn’t care who heard me. “Just like....like.....like...yesssssssss.” My culmination of their combined work pulled an orgasm out of me and I writhed on that bed while they continued to administer to my needs. The fact that it was fast becoming a ritual of one sexual adventure or another made me feel that I had only scratched the surface.

In the middle of my climax, I could feel the head of Ethan’s penis at my opening and as I looked into his eyes he pushed his hips against mine. Sophie was keeping herself occupied, tweaking my nipples and kissing and licking my earlobes and neck. All of this was way too much for me to take and I started to moan in incoherent sentences that not even the FBI themselves would be able to decipher.

“Ahhh, ohhh, what, how, yes, that’s it, fuck me harder, oh FUCK.” Dirty talk was never something that I was comfortable with but I was fast becoming more and more comfortable at expressing my desires.

My eyes were closed and I was floating on a sea of pure seduction when Sophie’s lips sucked at my clit and pulled at it very gently with her teeth. This was the kind of sex that I’d always dreamed about but was never brave enough to try.

“Ieeeeeeeeeeeee”. A constellation of stars appeared before my eyes as I exploded off the bed. I could feel Ethan moving faster and his thrusts were becoming more forceful with each passing second.

He was slamming me against the bed so hard I knew his hot cum was right on the edge of going off. Any harder and he would need to buy a new bed. Sophie looked up at me and smiled as Ethan pulled out and shot streams of his love juice all over my body.

Ethan had excused himself from the room so that Sophie and I could continue to pleasure each other for a little longer. My finger took the journey south and found her soft lips already wet. Her body was covered in a fine sheen of sexual sweat and rivulets streamed down her taut stomach and pooled in her navel.

Using my fingers to explore, I opened the flower before me and looked at the way her hole was welcoming me in. I actually liked the fact that she was enjoying herself and knowing that I was the one who made her feel this way was turning me on even more.

We had satisfied the hunger that we felt until there was nothing left. Then Sophie turned to me and said, “Since he is out of the room, Emily, is there anything that you want to do that you haven’t done already? Don’t be shy, just blurt it out.”