Confession #3
December 17, 2005 | Category: Confessions, Erotica, Sexblogs
I want us to share a woman.
I know. It’s hardly a startling confession, is it? After all, what red-blooded male wouldn’t consider selling lesser body parts, or even his soul, for the chance to share his bed with two willing, desirable, sexually-rapacious women?
I’ve no great desire to share a bed with two strangers, though. For this to really work, one of them has to be you. Two strangers would certainly be engaging, arousing, physically satisfying. But I want my soul to be stirred, to be sated, as well. And that would only happen if you were there. My accomplice. My willing partner in crime.
Is this confession so great a leap? Does the idea stray that far from the path we’ve walked to this point? You’ve already enjoyed the touch of another woman. The taste. You know the softness of a woman’s lips, the gentleness of her fingertips, the sound of her pleasure, the scent of her lust. You’ve shared my cock with another woman’s mouth, joined her in kissing my hard flesh, in licking it, sucking it. You know that another woman has tasted my seed, lapped it from the chalice of your hot, wet sex. Would us sharing a woman be such a departure?
Can’t you picture it? The two of us together with her? The languorous shapes and patterns our bodies could form as they entwined and unravelled and entwined again?
Imagine: the three of us naked atop a king-sized bed (no, fuck king-sized; a monster bed, surrounded by candles and mirrors) our new friend stretched out between us. The two of us sharing her sweet mouth: you, then me; you, then me. And then the two of us kissing each other, our lips still damp from hers. Each of us cupping one of her breasts, my tongue circling her left nipple as yours circles her right, our eyes meeting across her heaving chest. Our fingers entwined, gently stroking together across her belly, across her mound, drawing random tracks of delight across her sex. My fingers opening her labia so that you can tease her clitoris, explore her centre, slowly finger-fuck her. Both of us working our way down her body, lips and tongues busy across her smooth skin, two damp trails that mark our path to her sex. And then tasting her in tandem, our tongues colliding over her cunt, lapping greedily at her labia, her clitoris, feasting on her flesh, gorging ourselves on her nectar, until she screams and screams and screams.
And that’s only the beginning.
Imagine the same scenario, only now with you as the focal point of our attentions. And then me. A glorious carousel of pleasure. Round and round, no one wanting to climb off, for the ride to ever stop.
Can’t you picture it?
Such delicious decadence.
Imagine lowering yourself onto my straining cock, even as she is lowering herself onto my face. The two of you writhing over my prone form, kissing and caressing one another. Or you watching my cock sliding into her sex as my tongue propels you to orgasm. Or you licking her clitoris and fingering her as I take you from behind. Or her tongue on you, in you, as I hold her waist and slowly feed my length to her. Or her tongue dancing across your sex as I fuck you, and then you returning the favour to her. Or you fucking her with your strap-on while she sucks me. Or the two of you, face to face, your pussies pressed tightly together, grinding out mutually shuddering orgasms as I kneel behind you, endlessly slipping my cock from your cunt to hers, and back.
Does any of that imagery appeal?
Does any of it make you wet?
And who might our playmate be? Do you know anybody suitable? Someone with the desire to indulge themselves in such lascivious fashion? I have a few ideas. Would they match with any of yours?
Perhaps we should find someone new; a total stranger, someone whose life intersects with ours for just those few glorious hours. Is she waiting for us to discover her in the pages of a contact magazine, or on a swingers’ web site? Or might we find the woman of our debauched dreams in some anonymous bar or hotel lounge? A bisexual adventuress, cruising for the opportunity to quench her appetites? Or some bored soul, ripe for seduction and exploration?
Who knows? It might even pay us to play safe, to hire ourselves an expensive escort: beautiful, knowledgeable, and with an appetite for couples and a taste for discretion. It would certainly minimise the danger of mixed signals, and uncertain desires.
Whichever it might be, that’s what I’d like. What I want. What I crave.
Here endeth the confession.
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*cough cough*
I think I might have breathed in too sharply there in my excitement…
And it’s a treat to be the cause of your sharp intake of breath…
~EA
A three-some is every man’s fantasy - but for a woman it is a leap of faith. So many emotions to consider, so many details, and what about the thoughts that linger, afterwards. Or those that appear - during. But you have taken the first step. Now much talking remains.
Indeed. Don’t forget though, some men out there are fantasising about threesomes that have the woman enjoying the attentions of two men instead. I’m not sure you’d necessarily call it parity or compromise, but…
~EA
This may sound really stupid, dumb, whatever, but have you ever considered putting together a (book) collection of confessions, with accompanying images? I ask, simply because each confession is hot, the fantasy element for readers is high and white hot.
Anyway, I love reading your confessions. I think. In general I think they’re (as well as your other stories) hotter than Belle de Jour. It may sound mean to say that, but nonetheless it’s true. There’s a degree of sensitivity in your writing, which lacks from the cold confession type of things out there.
A book of confessions? I can’t say that I’ve ever considered the idea. I don’t think it sounds dumb at all, but I’ve never had that much confidence in my writing to have ever considered it a viable project. To say that I’m flattered by your suggestion - as well as your comment regarding the merits of my writing - would be a massive understatement. Thank you, Ana…
~EA
Its a wonderful image you’ve painted with your words, seductive and sensual, yet daring . Not a million miles from the previous steps you and MW have taken on your journey of discovery.
FH
I’m delighted you found the confession seductive and sensual, FH - that was certainly the effect I was hoping for. For me, those elements of a sex-life are amongst the richest and most succulent…
~EA
sounds like a lot of fun
It does, doesn’t it? Still, even I would admit that the fantasy is presented in an idealised, stylistic fashion. As Rosie alluded to in her comment above, the reality is that there are plenty of potential pitfalls that perhaps ought to be considered…
~EA
Sounds wonderful, EA. So, tell me, when are you free?
MW and I have a reasonably open Christmas calendar this year thus far, SG…
~EA
I’m volunteering myself. It just has to be done. After reading that piece, I just have to.
Consider yourself drafted, Suze…
~EA
what wonderful visuals… if suze falls through, let me know. I’m free through the holidays.
You know, I’ve always been lousy at having to make choices. I can’t stand to think about all the delicious possibilities I’m going to be missing out on. Can’t we pencil you in as well, DLG? Greedy, I know, but what’s life about, if not the infinite pleasures of diversity?
~EA
Having been in a willing participant in such delightful debauchery, I highly recommend it to you, EA.
So many possibilities to explore with a third partner in your bed. It is truly a wonderful thing.
And yes, your account got me wet.
Many thanks for the recommendation, Tess. You make it sound every bit as mouth watering as I’ve come to anticipate. Getting you wet was just my way of extending that thanks…
~EA
It was cool man your a giver and not a taker.
Good of you to say so, James…
~EA
you have a wonderful way with words… i’m left feeling wet and wanton… i’ve had a threesome but it was nothing as hot as that. You are amazing! If you havent done already, I’m with Suze and the others…. I’m willing!!
DG
It’s early on Sunday morning here, and as far as I’m concerned, there’s no better way to start the day than learning you’ve helped make a sensual woman feel wet and wanton. And if you’re *truly* willing…
~EA
I am *truly* willing…..
Then perhaps we ought to move this conversation to email and away from prying eyes…
~EA
I’m jealous.
I think I can appreciate why you would feel that way…
~EA
I dont know if you got my email…? Im too horny right now, i keep coming back to this post and re-reading it….
am still *truly* willing!
I’m delighted that you find the post such a draw…
~EA
I have shared my husband with another woman, and he has enjoyed the tableau of myself with her too, delightful, but alas, some time since we have done this, and I do often think how good it would be again….I live in hope…
I live in hope of being able to enjoy that particular tableau myself…
~EA
just reading through your archives(for pleasure)…this rung a bell, have been there too…i have shared my husband with another, it was not a desperate fantasy of his at the time just seemed like an exciting idea and occasionally it does still happen, with the same person….now its something he is not keen to give up ! i often wonder…lustfully…about it being the other way around and if he would be so keen ?
You could always ask him, Kimmie. He might surprise you with his answer. Besides, what’s sauce for the goose…
~EA
thats true i know, maybe one day …..:-) i intend to read, and enjoy, every one of your stories. having only recently found you i think its only fair to go back through and read them all. see the topics that appeal….you awaken peoples inner thoughts…and you’re very open with your own desires…a massive turn on i must say ….so you may find me all over the place, surrendering to your words and responding as you requests ..
“Maybe one day”… If there’s one thing I’ve come to understand, it’s that time is luck. Don’t wait for something to happen with a wistful sigh. If you want it, take it. Make it happen.
As to the rest … I hope you find much pleasure in thumbing your way through my archives. Your presence is most welcome. Leave comments wherever you see fit. Surrender as you desire. You know that I’ll be waiting here for you…
~EA
knowing your waiting …..now thats sexy !
I’m flattered you think so, Kimmie
~EA