“Happy Birthday,” Theo wraps me in a hug.

“Do I get a spanking?” I tease, turning around to present my ass. “This will be better,” he promises, an evil twinkle in eyes.

We’ve had a bit of a lull in our sex life, the long winter and gray January days have dulled our senses. It’s hard to feel sexy under bulky layers of shirts and sweaters. I haven’t even shaved my legs in weeks, so whatever Theo has in store is a welcome change.

“Go clean up,” Theo instructs, “then it’ll be time for your present.” I indulge in a long hot shower, making sure to shave and pluck every stray hair. When I’m done, lavender scented steam rolls out of the bathroom. My hair hangs wet and loose, the way Theo likes it. I haven’t put on any deodorant, knowing that he likes to lick and bite under my arms. “You smell so good,” he says, parting my robe and resting his head against my damp belly. We nuzzle for a moment while he inhales my scent. Finally, he pulls away.

“Stand in the middle of the room,” he says. I reluctantly take off my robe and let it drop to the floor. The heat’s turned up, but I still shiver a bit.  “Now,” Theo says, circling me, “what should I do to you first?”  Continue reading

“Haven’t you ever wanted to fuck two girls at once?” I ask Rick on the phone.

I cup my hand over the receiver as Amanda giggles behind me. “Yes,” his voice cracks.

“My house, midnight,” I say. As I hang up, Amanda and I burst out into nervous laughter. “Oh my God,” she squeals, “are we really gonna do this?” Rick has been jerking me around for years and I’m tired of it. We’ve never had sex with each other, he resents it every time he  hears about my escapades. I decide to teach him a lesson. Amanda barely knows him, but she’s game. We’ll work him into a frenzy, then we’ll ditch him, leaving him humiliated.

Amanda and I spend the afternoon discussing  the finer points of our threesome plan. “Like,” she asks, “If I’m licking his nuts, and you, like, suck his dick, and our tongues touch, does that mean we’re, like, lezzies?” At exactly midnight, the doorbell rings. I do a last minute check in the mirror. We’ve lit candles in the bedroom, and Amanda has decided to forgo wearing panties. We’re ready. Continue reading