Triple Pleasure

Nights like this, well, they remind me of why I love, love living in Los Angeles. It’s a crisp fall night. And somehow I’ve ended up here, at a Hollywood Hills home overlooking the entire city. It’s rare, but sometimes this city shows that it too loves me back. You were given a plus one to your company’s annual charity event and I am so, so grateful. I would have been wildly jealous knowing you were here with the open bar and the beautiful view while I ate microwaved leftovers and watched the Dodgers game. And I can tell you’re a little nervous tonight. You’ve only been working for this food magazine for the last two months and I know you want to make a good impression.

“Do you want another drink, babe? My editor is over at the bar and I should probably go say hi to her. ”

“Uh, yeah, sure. ”

“Whiskey ginger? ”

“You know me so well.”

“Alright, I’ll be right back. Just wait here for me. ”

You steal a quick kiss from me before hurrying through the crowd to the makeshift bar near the kitchen. You’ve been working freelance for so many years, and it’s nice to see you get the success and recognition you deserve from your new job. I’m really, genuinely happy for you. No one deserves that recognition more than you do. Wow, you look absolutely stunning tonight. I love that backless dress you’re wearing. It’s {really} hard to keep my eyes from wandering down your back to your ass as you walk across the room. I watch you greet your editor and exchange pleasantries. And I wonder how long I’ll have to fend for myself here with my empty glass. I scan the crowd for a familiar face but fail to find one. I think I’ll pop out for some fresh air so {you know}, I won’t have to engage in any more small talk. It gets a little exhausting after a while, trying to find more things to talk about with people you barely know. I can’t imagine how you feel having to do it all night. I push the door open and head outside. The weather is perfect, cool but not cold - Los Angeles looks glimmery and peaceful under the starless night sky. I remember first seeing this view with you when we moved here three years ago, and how excited we were to start this new chapter together. I smile thinking about your hair blowing in the breeze that night, watching your eyes reflect the skyline...

“Hey, do you have a cigarette?”

I’m surprised to see a young guy, all curly hair and cheeky smile, leaning against the balcony railing {just} a few feet away from me.

“Oh, no, sorry – I don’t smoke.”

His smile is wide and punctuated by two pretty adorable little dimples.

“I don’t either. I just couldn’t think of a better excuse to come talk to you. ”

“Oh, right.”

“No one in LA smokes anyways. I’m Marcus. Nice to meet you. ”

He extends his arm towards me and we shake hands. I look him up and down, trying to get a read. He’s in his late 20s maybe, tall, lean and well-built, in a nice pair of jeans and a crewneck sweatshirt. Trendy but unpretentious. And very attractive.

“I’m Jeremiah. It’s nice to meet you too. Do you work for the magazine as well? ”

“No, I’m a political journalist, but I work for a sister magazine. I’ve met way too many people tonight, there’s no way I’m going to remember all the new names. ”

He flashes me a smile. I’ve dated both men and women in the past, but since I’ve been in a straight relationship for the past few years I move through queer spaces less frequently. It feels like ages since a guy has hit on me. I feel my heart racing in my chest as I watch his lips move.

“I’m definitely gonna remember your name though. ”

“That’s really sweet. Um, Aneta, my girlfriend, just joined the magazine recently as well. She’s inside, wearing a green dress, I don’t know if you saw her... ”

“Brunette, wavy hair, beautiful eyes? ”

“Yep, that’s her. ”

Maybe I should be annoyed that he’s complimenting your looks, but...instead, I’m suddenly turned on by the idea of Marcus kissing you. And then kissing me...

“How long have you two been together? ”

“About four years. We moved here together from Chicago. I was still kinda recovering from a pretty bad breakup with my ex, James...we thought the change of scenery would do us good.”

I make sure to emphasize the name and I notice him perk up at the mention. Where is this coming from? I feel like I’m just… smitten. I’m generally pretty shy, but he just seems so...magnetic. I take a step closer to him. He bites his lower lip and angles his body closer to mine. All of a sudden the balcony door swings open and you come rushing out to greet me. You’re a little flushed from the champagne. We smile at each other and you come nestle yourself into my outstretched right arm.

“Hey, babe. Sorry, I snuck out here for some fresh air. Marcus, this is Aneta, Aneta this is Marcus. He’s a writer as well. ”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Marcus. Thanks for keeping my baby company. ”

You reach out to shake Marcus’s hand, and I can tell from the little smile that forms on your lips that you find him just as irresistible as I do. I see you look him up and down slowly as you shake hands. I love that we have the same taste in men.

“The pleasure was all mine. You really do make a gorgeous couple. ”

I can’t put off the thought anymore - I want to get all three of us naked. I want to suck Marcus’s cock, to see him fuck you. My face is getting flush with excitement as my thoughts run wild. We’ve talked about doing something like this in the past, but the right opportunity never came up. Could this be it? You look up at me and we exchange a mischievous smile.

“Brrr, aren’t you guys cold? What if we went inside and found a more comfortable place to talk? ”

“It’s pretty loud in there… ”

“Well...maybe we go upstairs and explore? This place is huge. There's got to be like three floors at least. ”

I look from his face to yours as we all grin at each other.

“What do you think, babe?”

I nod at you and place my hand on your naked back as we all head inside. Marcus and I exchange knowing looks. Fuck, I am getting so excited.

Once inside, Marcus leads the way as we navigate the hallway looking for a staircase. On the second floor, Marcus tries the first door to the right.

“Locked. ”

A few steps further down the hall, he opens a door to the left and we follow him into a dark room. I feel around for a light switch but can’t find one. Suddenly, a soft light fills the room. You’re standing next to a giant bed, hand hovering over a small lamp on the nightstand. You slowly sit on the bed and lean back onto your hands as Marcus and I both watch you, motionless.

“This is much better. You guys want to come join me?”

I make my way over to you and climb on the bed and get behind you, my legs straddling your body. We both sit facing Marcus, who slowly walks towards us. He stops as he reaches the edge of the bed, and you get up onto your knees to reach him better. I look up and see you pull him towards you for a kiss, and immediately I start getting hard.

Fuck, you look so good together. You reach back for me with a hand and pull me up to your height. I am kissing your neck from behind, running my hands over your silky dress, caressing your tits. I can feel your nipples getting hard. You’re really enjoying yourself. You stop kissing Marcus and shift a little to the side. With one hand on his cheek and the other behind my neck, you guide our heads towards each other. I know you’re trying to get a good view. Marcus and I kiss, and the floodgates of my desire rush open all at once.

His tongue feels so good in my mouth. I love feeling his stubble on my cheeks. I reach forward to lift up his sweatshirt and the t-shirt under it all in one go. I move a hand down his front and caress his cock, which hardens immediately against my palm through his pants. You’re behind me now, unbuttoning and removing my shirt. Marcus and I stop kissing, desperate to turn our attention to you. He gets onto the bed and straddles you from behind, grabbing your waist and kissing your neck. He moves one, then the other dress strap off of your shoulders, and pulls the top of your dress down to reveal your perfect tits. He runs his hands over them and starts to gently pinch your nipples.

Facing you, I pull down your dress and your panties. You lean back into Marcus, and turn your head to kiss him. I spread your legs and make my way up your thighs, kissing and licking them, teasing you. I drag my tongue up and down, close to your opening, and I can tell you’re soaking wet. Fuck, I’m so hard. As I’m eating you out I feel Marcus move behind me, and reach around my waist. I prop myself off the bed to give him better access. He unbuckles my pants and pulls them off of me completely. I hear him do the same with his. He takes my hips in his hands and rotates them, indicating that he wants me on my back. I obey and take you with me.

On my back now, you sit on my face and ride me. Marcus takes my throbbing cock in his hand and gently strokes it. He takes me in his wet, warm mouth. Fuck. He flicks his tongue around the head of my cock, and then he goes deeper and further down the shaft. He drags his mouth up and down my cock, slobbering all over it. Fuck, this is so good.

“I want you both to fuck me.”

My hips start to buck and he stops. Fuck, he’s such a tease. I hear Marcus opening and shutting nightstand drawers.

“Bingo. Lube and condoms. Bless whoever owns this magnificent house.”

I stick my tongue all the way into your pussy. I cannot wait to fuck you.

Marcus is behind you now, pushing you forward so that you’re parallel to the bed. He brings his tongue to your asshole and you jerk in response.

“Oh…fuck.”

Our tongues touch as we shift up and down, meeting at your wet pussy. Marcus pushes a lubed up index finger into your asshole and slowly, {slowly{ gently stretches you out. You back yourself into him. I love the look of wild pleasure on your face. I lift you off of my face and guide you down to my cock with my hands on your hips. We kiss as I slowly lower you down onto my cock…inch…by…inch. Oh, you feel so good. You take your two asscheeks into your hands and spread them, looking back at Marcus as you do.

“Please, please fuck me in the ass. I need both of you inside me, so fucking badly... ”

Marcus rolls a condom onto his cock and spreads lube all over it, covering himself completely. He kneels over you and crouches down to tease your asshole with his thick shaft. I’m thrusting slower now, pulling you close to me, waiting for him to join us. He pushes himself into you slowly, and I can feel him too as your pussy gets tighter.

“Yes, yes, please! Oh my god!”

You reach your hand down to your clit and I can tell you’re going to be cumming soon.

“Yes, yes, just like that!”

I look up at your face as it twists in ecstasy. You rub your clit with quick little strokes of your fingers. Fuck… fuck!

“Yeah baby, cum for us.”

“Oh my god! Fuck! ”

Oh god, I’m close…I grit my teeth and buck my hips harder into you.

You both come tumbling down to lay on either side of me, panting and sweaty. I turn to kiss you… and then turn the other way to kiss Marcus. You both turn inward and I reach my arms up to cradle your necks. Wow. Oh my god, I can’t believe that just happened.

“So, is everyone who works for your magazine as horny as you two?”