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3x3 Volume ONE - Sample
My First Threesome - The Germans

A threesome. Going to bed with two men so they can fuck and pleasure me until we all come together in one glorious orgasm. My name is Gemma and this was my fantasy.My friends all had theirs. We would drunkenly discuss them over glasses of wine at weekends. They included BDSM scenarios, lesbian orgies, and even watersports. Listening to their dirty ideas, my fantasy never used to feel that extreme in comparison.And it remained just this - a fantasy - for many years. This was something I would think about while pleasuring myself, or a mental image to help me orgasm when a boring lover was drilling away on top of me. I thought it would always remain a fantasy—but several years ago, something changed.I was involved in a serious car crash while on holiday in France. Miraculously, I walked away without a scratch, and after that day, I began to re-evaluate many things about my life. I took a long, hard look at myself—not just at my dreams and ambitions, but also at the pleasure and enjoyment I experienced. I really came out of my shell and grabbed life by the throat. I was up for anything and began to travel and relish new challenges. My sex life came under scrutiny too, and it was at this point I made up my mind to try and make my fantasy a reality.I was clear I didn’t want to involve any previous boyfriends, or anyone else from my social circle. I planned to chase my fantasy when I was away from home, which was a lot since the accident. I was always travelling somewhere, or planning my next trip. Sometimes I’d go with friends, but I mainly went by myself, as a lot of my trips were last minute.I started by rekindling my love affair with Europe, and it was here in Germany that I got my first taste of the threesome experience at a music festival. It wasn’t one of the largest summer gatherings, but I liked the bands that were playing, and I managed to get cheap flights. The weather forecast was also surprisingly good, so I packed up my tiny tent and headed to Hamburg.As soon as I was past festival security, I headed to the ocean of tents and added my small contribution. I then got myself an overpriced drink and made my way to the dance tent. It was there that I met Karl and Felix. They were both German, but their English was probably better than mine! Their spirits were already high and we all danced together, working up a sweat before moving outside to cool down and get to know each other better. Karl was the taller of the two, and was boyishly good-looking. Felix had a harder edge to him—some serious stubble and a good body beneath his sweat-soaked festival T-shirt.The boys had smuggled in loads of alcohol and suggested heading to their tent. I agreed, and we all sat outside drinking and flirting in the sunshine as the sun started to set. Karl couldn’t take his eyes off me between sips of his warm beer, and I’m sure Felix was enjoying the view too. I had packed light—including my clothes—so I was only wearing a micro denim skirt that showed off my athletic legs, and a vest top with no bra, my nipples on full display.Being on holiday, whether you’re at the beach or a festival, makes people a lot more open and liberated. Add alcohol to this, and it was no surprise when Karl made his move and began kissing me. I was more than up for it and tongued him back. I made sure Felix didn’t feel left out, opening my legs and making sure my knickers were in full view as I cavorted with Karl.This went on for a while. I could feel Karl’s large hard-on through his shorts the whole time, so I suggested we go into the tent. Karl agreed, and as we made our way inside, I took a deep breath and asked Felix if he’d like to join us. He was shocked, and looked at his friend to gauge the mood. Karl seemed up for it, so what the hell—we all entered the tent.Despite being bigger than mine, the tent was still cramped. It was dark inside, so it at least offered some discretion, but there was enough light to see ourselves and get excited. We moved the sleeping bags to the middle of the tent to create a makeshift master bed for the action. I then sat upright, with the boys either side of me. I was super excited and could feel my wetness under my skirt as Karl and Felix took turns kissing me. Both of them were massaging my braless chest through my top, and when I reached down, I found them both hard in their shorts.Karl was the first to free his cock, and then Felix followed suit. He was very well endowed, and Felix—who was by no means tiny—felt small in comparison. I jerked them off at a steady pace, and darted my tongue into their mouths as they kissed me. My dream of a threesome was becoming a sexy reality and I was really getting off on it. The problem was, so was Karl! He started to moan, and then shot cum from his monster cock all over his T-shirt.What followed was my first taste of ‘threesome awkwardness’. Karl seemed embarrassed by his premature end, and was eager to disappear. He said he wanted to clean up, and after tucking his sticky cock back in his shorts, he excused himself and left. At least Felix was still hard, and it seemed a shame to waste the opportunity of a fuck. I started kissing him again, and my pussy finally got some attention as Felix slipped his hand into my knickers.After a few minutes of light fingering, Felix knelt up and put a condom on while I fumbled around removing my underwear. I was wet enough, and his rubber-clad dick slipped in me easily.Unfortunately, his staying power was not much better than Karl’s, and after a few thrusts into me, his body stiffened—and he came.
And that was that.We chatted for a while as the music played in the distance, but I was soon back in my tent—proud that my fantasy had become a reality, but also pretty disappointed.
I would have to try again, but it would be nearly a year before I got my second taste of the threesome experience.BOOK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON

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Flash Fiction One - Sample
RUN, SWEAT AND CUM

A 10km run today. It was hot outside. I’m standing at the sink with an untouched towel beside me. I drink water as sweat drips from me and soaks into the running gear clinging to my body. I know my husband is behind me—sitting at the kitchen table; pretending to work.I arch my back and let out a fake sigh. I stick my Lycra-clad ass out towards him. This is too much to ignore. He moves fast, gripping me from behind. His already hard cock grinds against me as he licks and sucks my neck. “My God… you taste so good.”My damp top and sports bra hit the floor. His hands find my breasts - rubbing in the sweat, pinching my nipples hard before he drops to his knees. He yanks down my running tights in one violent move and buries his face in my sweat-soaked cunt and ass. He eats me alive, drinking in the salt and my sweetness. My legs tremble. I hold onto the counter and push back against his face. The heart rate monitor on my wrist bleeps as I hit my ‘exercise’ zone.He gets up and clears the kitchen table. Tights around my ankles and trainers still on, I hobble over and lie on my back as he frees his cock. His face is as flushed as mine when he enters me.My husband holds my toned legs high, fucking me as he clumsily removes each trainer and sock. He sucks my toes and licks my hot feet as his cock slides in and out—sending us both crazy. He finally peels off the running tights, takes a deep primal sniff, then flings them across the room.His strokes are harder now. Legs on his shoulders, he pummels me, licking and sucking my feet and ankles between thrusts. I grip the edges of the table holding on for dear life. His hands roam, seeking sweaty skin. His touch burns in the best way.When he’s close, he takes preventative measures. I stay on the table as he drops to his knees again, replacing cock with tongue. He drinks me in. His tongue finds my clit and expertly brings me to orgasm like I have trained him to after all these years of marriage. My back arches on the wood. I come in his mouth, gasping, until my writhing cunt wriggles free.He stands again - his cock wet and ready. It slides back in with ease and my pussy makes wet, happy sounds as he fucks fast, racing towards his finish line. Sweat pours from him like it did from me. He pulls out just in time, spraying a week’s worth of pent up cum across my stomach and tits, cursing my name as he does so.In the afterglow he rubs his cum into my skin like some filthy sports massage. I’m a mess, and I smile as he helps me up. Only now do I reach for the towel. I scoop up my damp gear and head to the shower.The kitchen resets. Until my next 10km run.AVAILABLE TO BUY ON AMAZON

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The Bull - Chapter Sample

I was enjoying my slow burn revenge. In the morning, after my husband had gone to work, I would lie in bed scrolling through Bull’s social media like some sexed up teenager, pleasuring myself while recalling his smell and body close up. I also sent Bull a few random messages about the policy I didn’t want. The last text from him said - LOOKING FORWARD TO MEETING WITH YOU AGAIN. Maybe I was reading too much into it, but his words made me hopeful and horny. It was all systems go.Bull arrived exactly a week after our first meeting and I was dressed to kill. A white satin blouse, open just enough to tease my ample cleavage, paired with a skin tight black pencil skirt. Underneath this was an almost ridiculous collection of underwear taken from the piles of lingerie my husband insisted on buying every anniversary - worn once and then forgotten. I chose some expensive seamed stockings, lace suspenders and a matching thong. When Bull arrived, I was even wearing shiny black heels at 10:30 in the morning!I fed Bull some excuse that I was dressed this way for a job interview later on, but from his wide grin I guessed he knew what was on the cards. I led him to the living room and offered him a coffee. Bull politely refused so I sat next to him on the sofa showing him as much stocking and cleavage as I could.There was so much sexual tension in the air but who would make the first move? For his part, Bull was surprisingly professional, making polite conversation about finance and fitness for over twenty minutes. He then pulled out the paperwork from our previous meeting for me to look over again at one final time. I said it all looked in order as I pretended to read it, my excitement blurring the words in front of me. I couldn’t hide my trembling hand as I tried to sign - I knew it was now or never!So as I gave Bull his pen back, I went for it, leaning in and kissing him hard. At first, Bull pulled back as he processed what was happening, but he was soon leaning in and kissing me back even harder. Mouths locked together, we stood up from the sofa and began grinding against each other. I was overcome with passion and a little lost at this point, so Bull took control and slowed things down. He gently pulled my hair to one side and kissed the side of my face, telling me how good I looked. His hand then went to my rear and he groaned as he felt my suspender belt through the thin material of my skirt. Feeling more confident and courageous, I pulled his lips back to mine as my hand went straight to the bulge in his trousers, which was growing larger with every dart of my tongue in his mouth.Bull hitched up my skirt and groaned again as my stockings were fully revealed. His large hand slipped inside my tiny panties, finding me wet. Our mouths remained a passionate mess, but his hand was gentle. It started working my pussy on the outside at first, before the tips of his fingers slowly entered me. As he did this I made some clumsy attempts to free his monster cock. This wasn’t easy in my flustered state, so eventually Bull stepped back and unzipped his trousers. He pulled them down just enough to reveal his expensive underwear, leaving the final unveiling to me. With some effort, I lifted his crisp white underwear up and over his manhood and revealed his cock.And what a cock it was!I hadn't seen anything so big since my husband had forced me to watch porn when we first got together. And I had definitely never handled one so large. It was so thick and it seemed to be growing bigger as it pulsed and twitched in front of me. His balls were also impressive too, smooth and packed with cum, just waiting to be fondled. I was blushing as my face burned up with a mixture of lust and embarrassment. All I could think to do was drop to my knees, if anything just to gather myself.But now what? I was on my knees with what seemed like the largest cock in the world in my face. Luckily, Bull took the lead again, gently moving the head of his cock towards my lips. I opened wide and took him in my mouth, sucking softly on the head of his dick. Bull was so gentle for such a big man, slowly fucking my mouth while holding my hair back so he could see everything. As I sucked, my manicured nails went to his balls and gripped them hard. Bull groaned as I did this, and just as I was tasting pre-cum, he pulled me to my feet and said he wanted to fuck me.Things turned clumsy and we both giggled as we got ready to screw. With my skirt still hitched up, I stepped out of my panties, leaving my ‘fuck me’ heels on for maximum effect. Bull ripped off his shirt while I took off my blouse and unclipped my bra, giving Bull his first glimpse of my tits, that were probably as impressive to him as his cock was to me. I then laid back on the sofa and watched Bull remove his trousers from his ankles and stand naked in front of me.And wow! First the cock, and now the body!I had seen enough of his skin on his social media pages but he was so much better in the flesh. Tanned to perfection, just the right amount of chest hair, and a body that was muscular as hell. I stared wide eyed as Bull approached with cock in hand. He must have been used to the look I was giving him, and gazing at me with those sexy blue eyes, he told me not to worry.I was so wet that I'm sure I could have taken it all but ever the gentleman, Bull started with the tip, fucking me with small and shallow strokes. I had no problem at this level and started to move back against him, impatiently wanting more.Bull’s eyes were never far from my tits as he moved deeper inside. I put my hands on his shoulders and looked down between us at his cock moving in and out of me. He was almost entirely inside me now and it was surprising how easily he slipped in and out. It was pure ecstasy but as I was about to start the road to orgasm, Bull stopped moving. His eyes were tightly shut as he tried not to come but it was too late. He moaned loudly as his thick cock started to twitch violently inside me. It was like every single muscle in his body was tensing in front of me as his prick jetted pump after pump of sperm inside my hot pussy.A breathless Bull apologised before leaning down to kiss my forehead. He said he couldn’t help himself and my tits were to blame. Continuing his gentlemanly conduct, Bull stayed inside me and managed to reach a box of tissues from the table. I was a mess down there and we laughed as Bull pulled out, failing to keep his cum from spilling onto the sofa and the carpet. I cheekily left him to clear up, kicking off my heels and making my way to the upstairs bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, my face was soooo red.
I have never seen myself like this before.It was a wonderful start.AVAILABLE TO BUY ON AMAZON