9 #2
I moan when I hear Lorna enter the house but not because I’m disappointed she’s interrupting Ian and me. I’m excited that she’s here. As much as I enjoy being alone with Ian, I love being with both of them, together.
“Mind if I join you?” she asks playfully as I ride Ian while she undresses.
Her smile tells me that the question is completely rhetorical which is good because I cannot speak.
I’ve been on the edge of an orgasm while riding Ian’s cock for a few minutes and although the distraction of Lorna’s interruption eases me away from the precipice, I’m thrilled for her to join us.
Once she’s naked, she kneels next to the couch and bends to kiss Ian.
I watch as they enjoy themselves for a few seconds before Lorna looks up at me and leans to kiss me.
I can taste Ian on her lips and it’s amazing.
She whispers how glad she is that I’m here and my heart swells with gratitude and love for this amazing woman.
I take her face in my hands and pull her toward me for a deeper kiss, both of us lost in our desire for the other.
She stands but keeps her lips on mine and I tug at her gently to imply she should join us but in a way we haven’t tried before even though I’ve imagined it countless times.
She hesitates and pulls away with a look of confusion until I look at Ian and nod for her to climb onto the couch.
Understanding and approval blooms across her face as she eases one knee across his body and straddles his head.
“Oh, yeah,” Ian says as he realizes what Lorna is doing.
He reaches for her thighs as she positions herself and lowers her sex to his mouth, then she looks at me and smiles again, shyly this time which isn’t like her but she looks so freaking gorgeous as she leans forward to kiss me again.
I wrap my arms around her shoulders and she fondles my breasts as we kiss until she gasps as Ian’s tongue finds her nub.
In a flash, we find our rhythm as I grind my hips into Ian’s pelvis and rub my clit against his body.
Lorna moves her hips as Ian’s hands guide her until he lets go of her and reaches for my nipples.
Lorna moves her hands to give him access to my breasts and she pulls me close, her lips mashing mine, our tongues insistent and unrelenting.
I feel Ian swell inside me as my orgasm wells up and crashes over me like a tidal wave.
Lorna gasps and spasms, then Ian douses me with his release.
I shudder with unrelenting pleasure until I can’t take it anymore and I pull away and shake my head and gasp for air.
“Oh, my, fucking, god, that was hot,” Lorna whispers but all I can do is nod my agreement, unable to form words or thoughts, really.
I’m not sure how or when she dismounted from Ian’s head before she suffocated him but she did and sits on the other side of him as I fall forward and he welcomes me into his arms and kisses me.
“Is there even a name for what we just did?” Lorna asks with a laugh. “There should be.”
“I agree but I really don’t know,” Ian says when I pull back from his mouth to breathe again.
I slip between him and the back couch’s back cushions and Lorna stands to slide in next to us, one of Ian’s arms around us as we look at each other before the giggles begin.
They subside quickly but we’ve achieved another milestone – the threeway simultaneous orgasm.
Does life get any better than this?
“I talked to a new friend after class today,” Lorna says after a few delicious minutes of quiet cuddling. “She’s a senior and works for the school paper. I told her about your book collection, Ian. She’s interested in doing a story about it.”
I peek at Lorna over Ian’s nose. She’s smiling at me but there’s something in her smile I can’t quite put my finger on. I think we’re not getting the whole story.
“What’s the part you’re not telling us, Lorna?” he asks without opening his eyes. Finally, he turns to look at her and she laughs.
“Yeah, you got me. She’s gorgeous.”
I want to ask why that matters but I keep quiet. Ian looks at the ceiling again and blows out a breath.
“Why are you trying to complicate things, Lorna?” he asks in an exasperated voice.
Lorna sits up and looks at me first, then Ian. I sit up as well.
“Look, I’m not trying to upset what we have here, you guys. I’m really not. This just keeps getting better and I love it. But Jamie is interested and she’s got a story angle that makes sense. Why not meet her and see if you get the same vibe that I got?”
“How much did you tell her about us?” I whisper.
Lorna turns to me. “Not a lot. More about the books, to be honest. It’s not like I was coming on to her or anything.”
“Why is she interested in books, anyway?” Ian asks, still not getting it. “Is she studying library science?”
Lorna rolls her eyes. “No, she’s an English major, I think. Or maybe journalism. She remembered the professor you bought the house from and knew about his collection.” Lorna winks at me.
Ian turns to look at her. “What class do you have with an English major, Lorna?” he asks with a sly smile.
“I didn’t say we’re in the same class, Ian.
I said I talked to her after class, at a coffee shop near the east quad.
We both love their cappuccinos.” She laughs and turns to stand up and stretch.
“So you’re okay with having her over sometime?
” I’m staring at Lorna’s body as she stands over us and wondering what I should do or say about her inviting another woman into our home.
It feels more than a little aggressive of her but that’s not out of character, not lately, at least. Lorna has been asserting herself more and more with me as if I work for her instead of Ian.
What’s even more surprising is that I like it.
Being slightly subservient to both of them is comforting in a way I didn’t know I needed. Or would enjoy it as much as I am.
“How do you feel about this, Teri?” Ian asks me suddenly.
I look at him with my eyes wide before I turn to Lorna.
She’s smiling but there is something in her smile again that puzzles me.
Is she goading me? Is she challenging me to challenge her?
Doesn’t she realize that’s the last thing I want to do?
“I don’t have a problem with it, Ian,” I answer in a quiet tone. “Whatever you guys want is fine with me.”
Ian stands up and looks down at me. I don’t exactly cower under him but I look up with alarm. He looks pissed. What did I do?
“Teri,” he says at last. “Don’t just tell us what you think we want to hear, okay? That’s a surefire way to blow this up, whatever this is. You need to be honest with us.”
Lorna comes around the coffee table and sits next to me, boxing me in.
I’m still naked – we all are – which makes this even more uncomfortable than I would have believed possible.
I want to get dressed and go cook dinner but they’re not going to let that happen.
I look at Lorna and then at Ian as I hold back tears.
“Babe, it’s okay,” Lorna says as she takes my hand.
“We’re on your side, Ter. If you don’t want to do this, I’ll tell Jamie that Ian’s a big ole stick in the mud and she’ll believe me, seeing as there’s more truth to that than fiction.
” She smiles past me at Ian and I hear him snort.
I feel surrounded so I sit back against the cushion to bring both of them into my field of vision.
They’re staring at me as if I might burst into flames at any second. Which feels about right.
“Talk to us, Teri,” Ian says gently. “You’re just as big a part of this as either of us.”
“Yeah, what he said,” Lorna adds with a lopsided smile. I smile in spite of myself.
I blow out a breath.
“I’ll be honest with you, this is way outside my comfort zone.”
“Define ‘this’,” Ian says.
“I can’t,” I respond immediately. “That’s part of the problem. I don’t have a clue what we’re doing here.” I cringe as Ian and Lorna exchange worried looks. “But don’t misunderstand me. I like what we’re doing. It’s just so different from anything I’ve ever done before.”
“Same, girlfriend,” Lorna says as she squeezes my hand.
“Ditto,” Ian adds.
“So, you guys are as uncomfortable as I am?”
They exchange looks again but not as worried as before. More quizzical.
“I don’t know that I’d say I’m uncomfortable,” Lorna says. “Just uncertain.”
“Really?” I ask. “You seem like you know exactly what you’re doing and I feel so inadequate in comparison.”
“Babe, I’m a basket case,” she says and now it’s my turn to snort. “I am,” she protests with a laugh.
“You seem pretty sure of yourself to us, Lorna,” Ian says and I could kiss him for it. “I mean, what are we, three weeks into this threesome and you’re out recruiting? It’s pretty damn aggressive.”
Lorna deflates. “I didn’t mean to upset you guys.”
I watch Ian and he soothes her with a hand on her shoulder. “No, that’s not what I meant. I’m not upset, Lorna. It’s just a lot to take in and we’ve already covered so much ground so quickly.”
“I’m not upset either, Lorna,” I add. “I’m just a little overwhelmed. But in a good way. And I want to keep going. See where this leads. We don’t have to do anything but meet her, right?”
Lorna looks at me. “Well, I did invite her over for lunch tomorrow.” She laughs and shrugs. “But I can uninvite her if that’s what you want to do.”
I look at Ian and he looks at me. We nod.
“No, that’s fine,” I tell them. “I want to meet her.”
“Great,” Lorna says as she leans in to kiss me. “Now, I’m starving, girlfriend. Get your naked ass in the kitchen and make it snappy.” She laughs and claps her hands together.
“Yes, Ma’am!”