Ménage a trois
FMF
Anthology
Volume I
Ashley Beckem
Blake Reynolds
Jennifer O’Donnell
Erika Aldridge
Blake Reynolds
taylor Lang
Copyright 2015 Daisey Chain Publishing
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From the Publisher
Thank you for purchasing our book. This is our first and we have three more lined up to publish in 2016. Happy trails and dreams, and I hope you all enjoy this book and our upcoming Loving Couples Anthology.
Authors’ Information
Ashley Beckem
https://www.facebook.com/EroticAuthor.AshleyBeckem?fref=ts
http://www.amazon.com/Ashley-Beckem/e/B00LSPEELC/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1442154098&sr=8-2-ent
Ashley Beckem grew up in the frigid northern part of Chicago, and at the tender age of eighteen moved to South West Florida for college. Presently chasing after an elusive MBA. Current hobbies include spending a reckless amount of time on the beach, boating with friends, and loves being active (biking, golf, running, or tennis). Never far from the trusted Galaxy to keep in touch.
Jennifer O’Donnell
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http://www.amazon.com/Jennifer-ODonnell/e/B008EK8KTQ/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1442154117&sr=8-1
Jennifer O'Donnell's writing is intended for couples; it is meant to be an inspiration for them to expand and enhance their relationship, especially the sexual aspects of their time together. Jenn emphasizes the sacred nature of the marriage bond, even as she encourages the couple to explore whether or not they are broadminded and adventurous enough to bring a third party or new experience to the marriage bed. Her obvious goal is to encourage each of the individual partners to express his or her wants, needs and desires to the other in an effort to make their intimacy even more meaningful and, should that expression lead to the couple's experimenting with a new twist or a different turn, then more power to her and to them. Jenn takes real-life situations and spins them into a gossamer web that shows their golden nature and tempts the edges of convention of an individual partnership in a most provocative manner.
Taylor Lang
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Erika Aldridge and Blake Reynolds were too shy to publishing anything at the moment but will publish an update ASAP!
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Table of Contents
An Insatiable Fantasy and Her Wildest Dreams 5
Desktop Therapy for Three 23
Bonnie 37
In Flight Ménage 55
Camping Trip 68
Holiday Home 91
Office Party 111
An Insatiable Fantasy and Her Wildest Dreams
I was at the counter of a little but famous bar. It was a very crowded place, especially at that time. It was around 11pm. I was alone and wearing a red dress that showed my body’s figure, it made me feel sexy, I knew that all the looks there stayed on me. I surely was “the woman of the red dress”, that provocative one, the one who everyone wants to possess. The environment highlighted my aura, everything was dark, with just some flashes of a red light, or maybe some white one, illuminating some points of the place… All the place was filled with cigarette smoke, making us look like a dissipating dream, with the alcohol warming the veins of everyone present… Even my own.
I’m a woman who is very aware of her sensuality and I love to play with it, to provoke uncontrollable lust in all the ones who see me, to accentuate the shape of my ass to delight them while they look at my fleshy and delicious buttocks, rounded and big, well supported by my wide hips… and my waist… so small, surely some of them were already forming the idea of walking their hands down my back, to perfectly fit all their fingers to squeeze my mortal curve against their bodies, feeling with their hands the majesty of a woman. Surely, the automatic thought of everyone that passed by my side was, “How would it feel to have that women over me? Could I hold myself more than two minutes without jizzing inside her? It must be delicious to suck her ass.”
With my face I responded to them, “Yes, ladies and gentlemen… My ass is delicious, my nectar is sweet… Every inch of my pussy is like a candy that never gets consumed… If you could put your face between my legs, you would surely suck me until your jaw fell apart.”
I know how to play with my voluptuousness, I give different opportunities to every part of my body depending on how I feel on the days that I decide to hang around with myself – if I want to divert all attentions from my juicy and big breasts to my long legs, I only have to show just the necessary, brush my legs with every step I take, cover them for a while, leave all my public in agony and then reward their wait with a subtle movement, showing a little skin through my skirt’s desired cleavage… see, the mystery stirs the imagination… If you grant only enough to excite those who look at you, their minds will do the rest. Showing too much ruins the fun… play with your shapes, squeeze your body against clothing, feel the touch of the fabric against your body… that’s excitement… for you… for them.
While I was enjoying my scotch, a man approached. He was tall, with elegant bearing… He was wearing a casual suit, very sexy, tight to his body… It was notable that it was tailor-made, showing the shape of his masculine body in a very seductive way. He had straight and dark hair, a little long… He played with it, moving it from his face, placing a set of strands behind his right ear while he was smiling a half smile, telling me a cliché phrase at the bar, “let me buy you a drink”.
Usually, I ignore anyone who approaches me, especially if they don’t have anything original to say, but this time, I was caught by the look of this new character. His gray eyes revealed a deep, grave and provocative look that matched his attitude… He was calm, he didn’t attempt to seduce me at once… somehow he discovered that I like mystery. His thin lips moved slowly with each expression that he showed while he was staring at me… I started to smile, unable to avoid it, exposing my neck while bending my head laterally. He looked at me with lust, maybe imagining himself licking it… My pussy started to get wet and I felt how it was throbbing. My heart was accelerating while I observed his hands. They were beautiful, manly and thick, surely would feel splendorous inside me.
“I’m Mark,” he said. “I can’t avoid noticing that you like the scotch, that’s a peculiar thing in a woman. In most cases, you see them drinking some kind of margarita.”
“Sasha,” I answered. “Yes, I love the sensation that drinking it gives. It hits you hard.”
I finished my drink and actually, I was anxious for a little action. I don’t know why this character shook me so hard, It might be the scotch, or the feeling of my new red dress, or that Mark was exactly what I needed in that moment… Definitively, my pussy was preparing for an intense night.
I was increasingly exposing myself more and more. I slightly bent towards him, letting my leg “accidentally” touch him… I looked him straight in his eye while I bit my lips and then stare
d down shyly. He understood what was happening, looking me with desire… Both of us were lustful and ready for anything.
“Do you want to continue drinking at my house? I have really enjoyed your company,” Mark said to me.
“That seems very interesting, actually I’ll love to do so.”
We stood up and I could see that Mark was still taller than me, even wearing my heels, I love that, there is nothing that I enjoy more than a man’s height, the elegant form and the coolness that they show melts me away. After a pause he took me softly from my back, at my waist, and we both walked, towards what would surely be a passionate night.
We reached his place. It was a big house. The first thing that caught your attention was the front yard, a well-cared for lawn with little bushes, wild flowers following the stone path that led to the main door, which was very high and wooden, behind two columns that supported a little roof. The entrance was narrow, so Mark took advantage to hug me tight against him. He slipped his arms around my waist while I looked up to his lips, which were wearing a naughty smile. He was slowly approaching until I could feel his warm respiration touching my skin, our lips barely touched each other. Mark started to slide them laterally over and over, slowly. Suddenly, he bit my lower lip and pulled it to him and released it after a second. I was horny as fuck. I couldn’t hold myself any more and swooped over him aggressively, I took his face to give him a deep kiss, our lips started to dance in a long and passionate coming and going, our lips got moist and unconsciously we started to tighten our groins to each other more and more, simulating sexual movements.
Mark lifted me and I placed my legs around his waist without stopping kissing him. He held me, grabbing my buttocks with desperation, slipping my dress up my back. He opened the door, we got in, closed it again…
He threw me against a big couch and I landed, looking at him fiercely, with my halfway-opened legs. Mark balanced over me and started to kiss me intermittently while we started to undress. I took his shirt off frenetically, kneeling over the couch. I started to kiss his well-defined six-pack abs. I was slowly going down to take off his pants and I got my face in front of his big cock that was brutally hard, I could see how it was palpitating for me, dying in his desire to penetrate me.
I took down his pants and boxers simultaneously. His dick sprung out directly towards my mouth, and while I was squeezing one of his buttocks with strength, with my free hand I took his dick and put it into my mouth. I started to suck it vigorously, like a popsicle – it was hard as a stick. My tongue caressed its tip, and he was moaning with pleasure… He grabbed my head with his hands to press me more and more against his groin. I swallowed all his member, I was feeling it in my throat… That was making me gag, which was getting him exponentially hornier.
He took me by the shoulders and threw me against the couch again, took my panties from under my dress, yanked them down violently as I climbed my legs in the air... Mark approached me – my legs were over his shoulders, he was kissing my legs as he put his big piece of meat in my warm and wet pussy.
"Fuck, Sasha! You are so delicious! Do you like that? Do you like how I fuck you?"
Mark was euphoric, riding me like a horse, hard and without pause. My thighs were bumping against him, I was feeling all of his dick inside me.
His hands were resting against the couch, so I started to touch myself. I squeezed my breasts in the middle of the excitement, rubbing them with my hands and feeling them in their divinity... You could tell that Mark was enjoying the show. With my right hand I began to move gently all over my body, down to my clit... I slid my fingers gently against the surface of my pussy while Mark was fucking me. The feeling was indescribable, it was a cocktail of explosions... It felt like there were compressing forces all over my body – the pleasure grew with each movement.
It was hot to see him that way. I dug my nails into his back, got my legs down and pulled him towards me, I put an arm around his neck, caressing his nape while squeezing his buttocks with the other hand... Rubbing my fingers against his ass was tempting, I couldn’t avoid it and I pressed his anus with one finger... Mark let out a groan, his cock got even harder and more tense... He was going to come. Knowing it caused me an uncontrollable excitement, feeling him like that inside my pussy made my walls clench, and simultaneously we exploded in orgasms. Hyperventilating, tired and with our hearts accelerated, we collapsed... myself on the couch and Mark over me.
"Tonight was a success, dear. I will never get tired of these role-playing games... I definitely love it," said my husband, before we fell asleep after a moment.
Yes, my husband and I have a lot of fun playing that way.
It's exciting, every experience is unique and unrepeatable. There is no way to find the routine, we revive every second of passion, mystery, romance and excitement with every plan we make to meet again as strangers. We handle separately the way to always look like someone else with every meeting, to discover ourselves in a higher level.
My real name is María… And I’m from Spain, but here I am, married and living with my hot American husband.
My wife and I met online. I remember our first conversation where we instantly felt the excitement of a very lasting relationship. We talked almost every night, I felt an incredible anxiety when the time to talk with María approached, especially because our schedules were so different... she was still in Spain and I was living in United States, and for that reason we had a hard time meeting, so the only thing that we always talked about was how much we missed each other and how great it would be if we were together.
María loved turn me on, she always said to me, "Mark, I always imagine your cock, the picture that I always draw in my mind is a large, thick, beautiful and throbbing dick, I wish that it were, in this very moment, inside my pussy… I'm so wet I feel I'm going to explode." With those words she drove me crazy. I became almost addicted to her.
She was a beautiful, thin girl, with dark, straight, long hair... her gray eyes expressed an intense and lustful stare. Her tits were so big and juicy, with a shape resembling two drops of water, I always dreamed of sucking them, rubbing my face in them... licking them to the point where she had to ask me desperately for my dick. I loved to masturbate thinking of her.
So we decided we wanted to raise enough money to meet on vacation time, spend time together, doing everything we ever wanted to do. We bought the tickets, reserved a hotel room and, after an eternal wait of two weeks, came the day. My flight was the first to arrive, so I was going to be the first in the room.
I wanted everything to be perfect, so I decided to surprise her. I bought champagne, melted chocolate, strawberries, candles and roses... I made a path of petals from the door to the bed, where I would be, so when she came we didn´t waste any time.
María arrived very excited. She seemed so thrilled about every little detail I made for her... She walked on the path of petals to me and jumped to hug me. We kissed for the very first time and it I felt like never before… boy, she was hot. I wanted to make her mine forever.
I took her and threw her to the bed, took off her pants quickly, showing my desperation, which excited her even more. I also took off my clothes in the blink of an eye and finally shoved my fingers in her warm wet pussy, so delicious, I licked her passionately, it tasted like glory... she moaned with excitement and asked me to fuck her. Without thinking twice I flipped her and placed myself to penetrate her from behind, hard, taking her by the waist, pulling her against me, making her buttocks sound every time we collided, like repeated applauses. I knew that in that rhythm I wouldn't take much to come, but she was like me, when I felt I was coming she pressed the walls of her pussy and began to come as well. We both came simultaneously in a high ecstasy.
When I withdrew my cock from her vagina, I saw my jizz dripping down her thighs. I leaned over her back and squeezed her breasts, saying, "Nice to see you, María."
María smiled and said to me, “I know it was nice Mark… I know” and she blinked her ey
es.
She was perfect, I knew I wanted her for the rest of my fucking life. She turned me into a pussy addict, her juices were like heroin to me, her smells, her texture, her color, everything was too perfect… and that accent, god… she was the woman of my dreams. With her you never knew, you just weren't sure if she was yours… That’s why we are still in love today… after four years married. She always came up with something very fun to do, and this time she came with something very surprising and sensual… Any guy’s dream… a threesome involving another woman.
I always had some curiosity about women, they always took my attention, but I thought it was something that could just fade away in any moment, perhaps it was something natural, something that wasn’t a sexual attraction but rather a kind of divine admiration.
I think that I like to enjoy feminine beauty from a different perspective, I like to watch from afar the figures slowly appearing before my eyes, and quietly enjoy.
Woman, for me, have a unique ‘thing’ in the world, something that is not seen but is felt. A sensuality that is only possible in them.
A single stare is a pleasure: first those delicate, small, slim and elegant feet, then in a continuous way they show you those long legs, slender, with a round shape expanding to their wide hips. They know how to move with a sensual and lethal walk.
Knowing that they’re being looked at, they turn and make you a little sneaky show, pointing their dangerous weapons at you. Their asses, so perfectly round, big and firm… When you keep raising your stare, following up the silhouette that is narrower at an exact point, you find in the middle of the trail those delicious waists, meeting with those exquisite bellies… and right above… two perfect hills that are defined like two drops of water, with a visible texture, oh god, they must be very soft, they sure most feel, beautifully, in my hands.
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