Notes: This is the next scene in a story I am working on. There are 14-15 pages of stuff before this. I know there are formatting stickies with doing this in lj, but I want to use this time to be productive for school. 🙂 I love my class!
Oh, and I would put this behing cuts because I know it is somewhat long–but I’m only computer literate enough to write my porn online, not literate enough to format it in nifty ways. Please accept my limitations. 🙂
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Th e anniversary finally arrived and the four of sat down to dinner: Bastilla, and apple-baked game hens, and wild rice mixed with veggies, and an alternative steamed veggie type of salad, and pinapple upside down cake. Pineapples/pineapple juice make bodi ly fluids taste better.
I, of course, was walking around smiling like an idiot. I had been a very good girl and not pressured either Dillon or Vincent for weeks with questions about how they thought the situation was going. I was pretty certain that we were all ready to commit to a longer term situation, but there is always the possibility of doubt. I bought out www.candles.com and had the dining room glowing fairly brightly. I wanted the lighting to be diffuse and sexy. I also wanted to be able to s ee my food and not make a total mess of myself. Bastilla is good for being messy.
I dressed up for the evening, albeit in something pretty tame by my standards. Skimpy, tight, black cloth dresses aren’t terribly racy by my standards, but I hoped I wo uldn’t be wearing it long enough to care very much. I allowed my modesty to get the better of me and donned underwear though. I was quite certain I was going to be mocked. I put my hair up in one of my fancy coifs and applied some light make-up. I was hoping that by morning the make-up would be smeared beyond recognition.
Trista was stunning, as she is usually. She likes wearing form fitting white shirts that manage to look almost nude, only better. A very short black suade skirt showed off her del ightful legs. She likes leaving her long hair down. She thinks it is more of enticement for people to pull it that way.
The boys, being boys, wore pants and a button down shirt. I wasn’t really expecting too much more. Although at least one of them could have worn a kilt! Give me some chance for lewd comments! How ridiculous.
After I brought in all the food and sat at the table I couldn’t help wiggling in place. I was so excited! I was almost certain that the boys wouldn’t bother to bring up t he topic till after the meal, but that didn’t make my difficulty with sitting down any easier. Then Dillon decided to be ever so kind to me.
“If you don’t stop twitching I won’t fuck you later.”
I never knew how still it was possible for me to sit. La ughter abounded. At least the laughter was good natured. I am not terribly fond of being laughed at, but when the people are laughing because they love me and appreciate my voracious sex drive… I suppose I can cope. Dinner progressed in a more calm and sedate manner. We got to hear all about the project Trista is finishing for work. She is a research scientist. This means that I smile and nod when she talks about her job. Great honey! I’m so glad things are going well for you!
When all of us had eaten enough to be pleasantly full but not leave us sluggish, I cleaned up the dishes and hid in the kitchen for a few minutes. I was so nervous I was about to cry. I was on the verge of having everything I could ever dream of having. Was it going to work out?
I walked back into the dining room, but they had all left the room. Great, now I have to hunt for them. I’m not sure my nervous stomach is going to take any more of these cat and mouse games! I found them in our play room. We have a sect ion of flooring that is essentially a huge nest. It is large enough for a good 16 people to be fucking and rolling around and touching all at the same time. We have proved it. Lots of beanbags and feather mattresses and big cozy comforters. Not to men tion the large stack of trick towels just to the side. It is important to always have towels handy. Never go anywhere without your towel.
They were all sitting very close to one another talking in low voices. From the doorway I could only catc h snippe ts. “…touch me…” “…for tonight it is ok…” “…she likes…” “…double penetration?” Wow. I almost wanted to interrupt, but then again I almost wanted to turn and run in the other direction. I couldn’t believe what they were saying! Oh wait, I want them to talk this way. When I walked in to join them they all smiled at me in a very friendly sort of way.
“Hello gorgeous girl.”
“Hi! What’s going on?”
“We are just plotting things to do to you.”
“Oh. That sounds nice.”
“I rather thought you might like it.”
They apparently had decided that all four of us were going to have sex together! I honestly hadn’t thought it would happen quite like that. Usually they were all very certain of their personal boundaries with regard to one another. I know it hasn’t been easy for Dillon to go from being my monogamous partner to being one of my primaries. A V-triad was not what he had been looking for. He adapted quite nicely I believe.
I wanted to have the conversation first! How dare they distract me with sex! Fine… if you all really ~have~ to touch me, I suppose I’ll cope. Every filthy, fun, graphic fantasy I have ever had came true. I choose to classify my experience as triple penetration. Go me. The boys even touched one an other in vague ways. Neither of them are bi, but I think they wanted to feel a connection with one another that had never existed before. They were getting ready to commit to spending the next chunk of their lives very much together with one another. T rista is amazingly good at oral sex and I’m sure that Vincent now has some memories that can keep him warm for many a winter to come. It was amazing to me to be kissed and touched by all the people I love. Why did God decide to smile on me and give me t he love o f so many wonderful people?
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This may get more graphic, I’m not sure yet. But break ends in 2 minutes and I shouldn’t work on this with kidlets in the room. 😉 Maybe I’ll post the full story later.ˇp