March 2023 – Audio Version

His bites my inner thigh. A small hickey marking my alabaster skin.

Her face buried between my legs while stroking his eager, glistening glory.

Laying on my left, kissing her as her hands memorize my silhouette. Fingertips find my goddess, but I don’t know whose fingers they belong to. 

An orgasm for her and back to me. 

Her Love has buried his face in her goddess, the animal glinting in his eyes as he watches her face in response to his actions. His fingers are deep inside me while his thumb plays with my pearl…

Our time together started slowly. I was not even sure we would do anything more than fall asleep in each other’s arms. The long Friday was finally at an end. The absolute tranquility of the room and twinkling lights created a perfect womb: no pressure, no anxiety, just peace. My mind was finally at ease with the outside world, and I was free from distractions.

I lolled on the bed, deliciously snuggled in the middle, their naked bodies intertwined on either side of me. Warm acceptance is a rare gift. I kissed Venus ever so softly, and she kissed me. Gentle “hello” kisses and “I’m happy to see you and be present at this moment with you.” I was finally in a place where my head was in the right head space and could simply be. The chocolate and deep current wine made my body feel light and my mind almost effervescent. We traced each other’s bodies, and I closed my eyes. Lost and relishing the intimacy. 

I loved trying to guess whose fingers were tracing my body, sometimes getting distracted to the point where I forgot to move myself. Then, at the right moment, I felt his fingers creep between my legs, and I shifted, spreading my right leg to give him better access. Our noses touched, and my eyes closed; I sensed Venus grin, knowing what he was doing to me. I lay there, still facing her, and just accepted the precious gift of touch, letting my desire and the eroticism of the three of us fill and wash over me.

I watched the lust inside him awaken through his eyes as he buried his tongue deep within Venus’ goddess. At the same time, his fingers burrowed between my legs, yet not making me come right away. Instead, he slowly teased with his fingertips, just brushing my G-spot. I clutched at her when he finally decided it was time. We moaned and shrieked as we clasped each other, collapsing into giggles and sweet kisses. Then it was my turn, his fingers slipping between her legs while his warm tongue electrified my pearl, causing my back to arch and spasms of pleasure rippled through my delighted body.

I don’t know how often he went back and forth between us. We allowed the experience to unfold as the Fates wished simply. At her invitation, I moved on top of her, her soft, seductive body pinned between my legs. My left hand brushed my curls from my face as I bent forward to kiss her, her fingers tracing and pulling me deeper into her body. We moved together as one, and our bodies began to glisten in the soft twilight. I tentatively reached behind me and ever so gently found her pearl. She was warm, lustrous, and swollen from his zealous attention. I mentally berated myself for my long nails, terrified I would scratch her and genuinely unsure how to proceed. Carefully, I watched her face as I moved my fingers, swirling over and down until I gently slipped my fingers inside her. My Inner Goddess beamed in glee as she moaned beneath me.

Her Love moved closer to us. Lying on his left side, he kissed her, stroking her breasts and pinching her nipples. His finger curled under her chin to pull her in for another kiss, then moved to cup her body, exploring her porcelain skin. I watched Her Love explore her exquisite form as I moved above Venus, my fingers gently exploring and massaging her pearl.

After a time, his fingers reached her goddess, and his smile widened as he noted the wetness of my fingers. I allowed his skillful touch entrance to her goddess and bent over once more for the sweet intoxication of her mouth. Then, to my Inner Goddess’s astonishment, he did something I had never experienced before, his fingers within her; he raised his thumb between us. This unusual move allowed me to move and grind against his thumb, pleasuring my pearl to orgasm as he continued to move within Venus. The whole experience, being with the two of them and her body beneath mine, was almost too much. My orgasms arose in unstoppable waves. We touched. We moved. Giggled and kissed.  Hands never left each other’s bodies.

After a time, my knees began to give way, and I collapsed beside her in exhilarated contentment. Her Love sat up and, with gentle intention, moved her knees apart to position himself between her legs. Venus was radiant as she gasped at his entrance, the way her back and neck curved. She bit her lip, and I noted the way her elegant fingers clasped the covers. She pulled him into her, relishing his size, presence, and lustful need for her. I took turns touching, watching, and admiring. There was no hurry in our movements. Time had no authority in this private chamber. 

Later, she curled into his chest as he lay on his back. They exchanged soft caresses as I bent my head and took his glory in my mouth. The only sound was their gentle embraces, soon followed by the wet sloppy noises as my wet tongue traced and devoured him. Finally, it was his turn for an exclamation, throwing his head back in pleasure. I took my time, enjoying his fullness, burying my nose against his skin as I attempted to take him deep into my throat.

Venus began to move towards me. I moved back to allow her a turn, but she bade me to continue. Venus positioned her head at my right hip, her glorious rounded buttocks arranged for Her Love’s perfect viewing. Her fingers trailed down my spine as I took him in my mouth once more. Venus traced my lower back down my buttocks, sliding around my thigh until her fingers whispered at my goddess. With smooth grace, Venus skillfully sought my pearl. I felt my desire and need building again, and my Inner Goddess moaned deep within my throat and rumbled around his glory. 

On her hands and knees, her locks tickled my sensitive hip as she teased and nurtured my orgasm. At the same time, her lips and mouth nibbled on the flesh of my hips and buttocks. The tiny piercing sharpness of her teeth sent shivers through my body and escalated my orgasm with unspeakable pleasure. I continued to take him, moving up and down on his glory, moaning intensely as I came on her fingers. 

Catching my breath, I peeked to see he was playing with her goddess, just as Venus was with me. She pressed her head and shoulder against me for support as she came. I could feel her panting breath on my skin. This Ring of Posies position, my mouth enveloping his glory, while his fingers were entombed within her, her fingers hidden within me, the three of us groaning in sheer delight had my Inner Goddess never wanting this moment to end. 

She repeated the process once, twice, and three times until I was shivering from the excitement and intensity of my orgasms, unable to focus on his pleasure. I lay beside him as she positioned herself above him, slowly lowering herself onto Her Love’s magnificent erection. Once more, I was a captivate audience to their love and intimate connection. Venus reached up, grasping the headboard for support as she rode him. What a glorious site it was as she took her exquisite pleasure. Venus moaned as she relished the way he filled her goddess. She released the headboard and pressed her hands into the flesh of his chest, her eyes shut tight in concentration as she flowed over him. Her Love placed his hands on her hips, guiding and moving with her body. 

Turning to me with a devilish grin and a twinkle in her eye, she said, “Your turn!” I blushed while my Inner Goddess did a happy dance. It had been over a month since I had been intimate with anyone, and only the gods knew how desperate I felt. The pent-up stress from my work week and college classes had weighed me down, and I yearned for the release of pain and pleasure that had been unavailable to me. So, while he reached for the foil, I bent over her prone body, taking her face in my hands, my fingers woven into her soft hair, her body warm and glistening from the exertion of our evening. I was still leaning over Venus, on all fours, when I felt his hands on my hips. As he entered my body, the welcome stretching and pressure caused me to come almost instantly. I screamed in pleasure, releasing myself as his thrusts became more intense. My face was buried in her shoulder, her hands now in my curls as I unlocked my need, all the stress I had been carrying for so long at last free.

Over and over, I came, my neck arched as I drove back against his welcome assault. Venus placed her hands on either side of my hips, supporting and pushing me into his thrusts as my hands tightly clinched the bedsheets for support. My Inner Goddess heard his groan, and I bit my lip in ecstasy. I moved harder against him, Venus still beneath my body, as I felt his orgasm burst within me. The three of us continued to move as one for several more strokes, the euphoria of the moment gradually drifting away. 

My Inner Goddess collapsed in her chaise, finally receiving the attention she desperately needed. Meanwhile, the three of us tumbled into each other’s arms, pulling the covers over our limp forms. I lay on my back, eyes closed. A fan gently brushed the little bit of my exposed skin. Venous reclined on my left and ran her nails through my hair, pausing to caress my temple. A spot she knows is precious to me. Her Love on my right traced my body slowly with his hands. I could not move. My body was wonderfully exhausted. I fell asleep, insulated between them in the warm bloom of pleasure and safety.

Throughout the night, I was comforted by their presence, sometimes reaching out for the reassurance of Venus’ body and other times curling into the broad back of Her Love. I make a terrible big spoon but loved being the middle spoon. Venus wrapped her body around me, his massive frame a formidable fortress in front of me. With a serene sigh, I would surrender my mind to sleep again. 

Quiet Saturday morning light filtered into the room. My Inner Goddess had apparently woken before me. As I began to move, I noticed the eager wetness between my legs. I took a deep breath and felt delicious happiness within my soul. Venus was already awake beside me, and from the movements behind me, I surmised Her Love was also alert and ready for the day.

Venus and I touched and kissed, tasting the sweet honey of our lips. Our nipples teased each other as we lay facing one another. Her Love moved below us at the foot of the bed and took his breakfast first this morning. Just as he had the evening before, he began pleasuring each of us in turn and then back to the first one. 

We brought each other to orgasm, our bodies twisted and maneuvered into the most beautiful and intimate knots. I would marvel at the hands touching me, not knowing whose hands were caressing me and, honestly, not caring. When I opened my eyes, it was hard to tell where one of us began and the other ended—a fascinating and sensual intertwining of three bodies. Once more, we lost ourselves in each other’s bewitching intimacy.

A breakfast of blueberry muffins with streusel, coffee, and hot tea was served in bed. Placing the tray on the bed, Her Love joined us, positioning himself between us as we relaxed into the pillows, happily munching and grateful for the caffeine swirling in our ceramic mugs after our morning exertions. The sunlight peeking between the curtains was more robust now. A beautiful Saturday was dawning. 

I jumped at the offer for a massage and with alacrity, placed myself on the prepared massage table. My body melted into the soft sheet and firm foam. I felt every ounce of my being relax under his strong and thoughtful fingers. Back-and-forth, his hands kneaded the sore muscles over my entire body length, taking special care between my fingers and even my toes. Then, when commanded, I rolled onto my back. The fan’s gentle breeze played with my nipples and rippled the sheet as it hung from the side of the table. Venus lounged on the couch next to me like a regal goddess.  

I was distracted by her merry conversation when I felt his fingers slip between the folds of my goddess, and I gripped the massage table with both hands, my back rounding in delight. Who knew happy endings were indeed part of a massage?! With skillful dexterity, he ruled my body until my nectar flowed and wetted the sheet beneath me. One, two, three, FOUR orgasms left me shuddering yet relaxed, sated, and giggly with delight. I lay momentarily on the table, slowing my heart rate while he thoughtfully fetched my water bottle. 

I switched places with Venus. What a marvel it was to witness the way his magnificent hands flowed over her body, swirling and caressing with precious attention to every inch of her porcelain skin. I reclined on the couch, but my Inner Goddess was far from relaxed. Deftly, I slipped my womanizer vibrator between my legs. I watched, taking my time, allowing my orgasm to slowly, slowly unfurl within me. Once finished with her massage, his fingers too found her sweet goddess – it was her turn to throw her head back and grab the table in rapture. I loved seeing the wolfish smile as he gazed over her body, realizing what I was doing between my legs.

I came with her as I watched this spectacular moment unfold before me. The folds of my silk mulberry robe fell from my legs as they quivered in blissful orgasm. I felt Her Love moved towards me as she lay panting on the massage table. His fingers moved within me, bringing my settling orgasm back to explosive power once more as the vibrator continued to thump and purr against my pearl. Finally, I fell into the cushions, and my Inner Goddes could only grin happily.

Her Love lay face down as Venus and I coated our petite hands in warm oil and placed them on his large frame. She began with his feet, his iron-like calves, and muscular thighs. I focused my attention on his head and broad shoulders. My Inner Goddess smiled devilishly; how sexy it must be to have two women massaging his body.

Quietly, our hands flowed over and around his body. Earnestly we sought out the sore knots and muscles desperate for touch and release. Over and over, we flowed with the warmth of his body, and our movements filled the small room with a rhythmic whoosh, whoosh. After a time, Her Love rolled onto his back with a contented sigh. I switched places with Venus. It was my turn to work between his toes, the crevasses of his feet, up to his powerful legs, his hips, and back down to his toes once more while she pressed and manipulated his shoulders, arms, and rugged chest. 

While focused on my work, I could not help but sneak peeks at Venus. Her delicate hands dug deep into the fiber of his muscles. She moved with beautiful grace, completely sure of herself and her movements. I thrilled as I watched her heavy breasts loom above his face. If only he would open his eyes to see the grandeur suspended above him. 

To my surprise, he sat up and moved to the door when we finished. 

“Both of you, come with me.“ He quietly ordered, leading us back to the bedroom.

I expected him to recline on the pillows. After all, it was his turn for pleasure, but Her Love motioned for us to lay back. Once more, his skillful tongue wove between one goddess and then the next. His nimble fingers furiously worked and buried within the other goddess. Over and over, he brought us indescribable gratification to our bodies as Venus and I lay in each other’s arms. 

I felt relaxed and well-oiled. I began taking pleasure as I explored my body with my fingers. Up my throat, down between my breast, taking a moment to pinch my nipple. I felt glorious and delicious. I loved feeling my body. Then, I turned my attention back to Venus and Her Love.

Our bodies wrapped together once more. He maneuvered Venus and me until I was positioned over her body. My thighs spread, on tiptoe, lifting my hips above her, my upper back and shoulders resting against the incredible cushion of her breasts. I was delighted when he entered her, his body moving the two of us as one, my wet goddess pressed against his abdomen with each thrust of his powerful hips. Venus moaned and gasped beneath me. I watched as he took pleasure in the command and knowledge of her body.

Once more, we gave ourselves over to the rich, amethyst womb that was our time together. I tilted my head back and kissed her. My hand pressed against his warm, slick chest. At her beckoning, I straddled her beautiful face, my mind and body giving the feeblest of protest, yet we recalled the delicious sensation we knew her mouth could afford us. She buried her face in my goddess with deep sensuality and absolute grace, all while Her Love continued taking pleasure from her greedy body. She moaned into my goddess as he plunged in and out of her. It was my turn to know what it was like to have someone moan on the most intimate parts of your body. My Inner Goddess felt like royalty. We had been wined, dined, seduced, massaged, and now this gorgeous Venus was once more bringing us such exquisite delight. Our bodies moved as if within a beautiful symphony: the gentle fan, the only observer of our passion.

Once more, I was nestled face-to-face with Venus as we kissed and caressed each other on the bed. When he crawled up from the foot of the bed, something clutched within his palm. Thinking it was for Venus, my body relaxed until I felt something solid press between my lips, sliding inside, and a faint buzzing reached my ears. The rosebud vibrator I was familiar with, but the unidentifiable object within me was a mystery. I did not have a moment for reflection as the blinding fires of my combined G-spot, and clitoral orgasm exploded through my unexpecting body. Gawd, the intensity of the two left me writhing and devoid of all thought. 

Her Love withdrew the object, and another was seamlessly inserted between the folds of Venus’ goddess. The petals of the rosebud vibrator were also placed on her pearl. Equally as intense orgasms rocked her body. I barely had a chance to watch her chin tilt, her eyes rolled back, as the soft mid-day light glimmered on her pale skin. 

When the rosebud and object were once more inserted, my body and Inner Goddess were ready. For the first time, in a long time, the orgasm was almost too much for me to bear, and I felt the crown of my head pressed against the hard surface of the headboard. I screamed as my body gave over to the sweet torture of the powerful orgasms. They rose in such magnitude to the point that I heard Venus whisper in my ear, asking if I was in pain. I tried to shake my head “no” vehemently, but so intense was my orgasm that I was only able to manage the barest shake of my head. It was enough to reassure her, and her lips wrapped around my right nipple, causing me to shriek in an unabashed frenzy. 

When he entered me for the last time, my Inner Goddess felt desperate with need. I felt puzzled as to the reason. We had spent the past 12 hours in erotic bliss, and my orgasms had been so numerous I had failed to count. Yet, here she was, craving to be filled, stretched, and pounded once more. Caught with ferocious tenacity, I matched him thrust for thrust, my body still entwined with Venus as I released all thought and gave myself to my incredible need. I reached for my ankles, pulling them to my ears, allowing his glory more intense access to my G-spot. I growled, deep within my chest and up to my throat. My Inner Goddess was frantic for relief. 

Finally, to our wild delight, I felt the subtle change come over him. This only drove my goddess into a further crazed state as we felt him swell and, with a great cry and furious drive, exploded within us. Being the skillful lover, he continued a few more deep thrusts as my goddess released her hold, and my body descended from the heavens.

Slipping from me, his warm frame curled against my right side while Venus nestled on my left. My mind was still numb, far away, and I barely registered the gentle weight of the comforter as they pulled it over the three of us. Sigh. 

I succumbed to my exhaustion and weak body. I was oily and deliciously sticky, the nectar of my orgasms trickly down and coated my inner thighs, but I didn’t care. Pulling them both close, I submitted to a different kind of need falling fast asleep and cocooned within their arms.

One hour, perhaps two, passed. I dimly woke to the realization that I was swaddled within the security of the bed coverings. My eyes remained closed. I listened but did not sense Venus and Her Love in the room. They must have awakened and quietly slept from the den. I smiled at their gracious thoughtfulness and nestled once more into their bed.

I would have remained a bit longer, but a different type of need was annoyingly demanding attention. As I reflected, I concluded that the two blueberry muffins from the morning had been many hours earlier, and my stomach was demanding sustenance. With a slight grin, I surmised that this must have been the reason Venus and Her Love had stirred from their slumber. Grabbing my satin robe once more, I rose and tiptoed to the kitchen. I was correct. Leaning against the kitchen counter, they were contentedly munching cheese, bread, and more of the deep current wine. I moved toward them, eager to share the light repass and enjoy their sweet company again.  

Could there be a more divine way to spend the weekend? Perhaps not, I mused as I sipped my wine and listened to their sweet conversation. 

Until next time, XO. Elsie