**Foreward**
I didn't include this scene in my novella "Survival" intentionally. It didn't add to the story I was trying to tell in that book, so I figured a fade to black approach worked well as a way to end it. Yet, I kept having all these images of Marcus, Denise, and Aliyah in their first encounter running through my head. I had to get them out! The best way for me to do that is to write it down. Since I wrote it, I figured I might as well let all read it.
The first mini-chapter is a reprise of the ending scene of Survival, just in case you haven't read Survival yet. I recommend you DO read Survival first!
Safety Warning: To those that asked whether they should sit on a towel while reading this story... uh... maybe?
I hope you enjoy!
**House Warming Present**
Denise and I had just finished christening the bed in the RV when Aliyah walked in wearing a black trench coat, stiletto heels, and a blue on black patterned scarf as a hijab.
She walks back to the bedroom and leans against the doorjamb. She surveys our naked bodies and bites her lip. Finally, she gathers either her thoughts or her courage.
Aliyah says, "Denise, you have been my best friend for many years. You may not know that I have desired you for my lover nearly as long as I've known you. I want to know the pleasure of making love to you." Her gaze is searing as she takes in Denise's slow nod and lush naked body.
Aliyah turns to me, "Marc, I was so jealous of you when Denise told me about you. I couldn't convince myself to pursue Denise despite my desire for her. You came and took the opportunity away. I think you knew this immediately when I met you in the hospital." I nod, and she continues. "I was molested in middle school by my favorite teacher. He pinned me to the wall and pierced my vagina with his finger. He broke my hymen, and it hurt not only my body but my soul. I trusted him. Since then I've had difficulty with any touch from a man--even hugs from my father and brothers. Then I met you. You make me feel safe. You make me feel beautiful. You make me feel sexually desired but also treasured. I love being held by you. I love being with you."
She bites her lip, so I nod to encourage her. Aliyah says, "I don't know you well yet, but I plan to. I would like to explore the pleasures and intimacy that you share with Denise. Sometimes together with Denise, but I think I might also like to try it on my own too after a while--if the two of you will permit it."
Aliyah steps forward off the door jamb into the small bedroom.
Denise and I look at each other. She nods. I nod back to her. We clasp our hands and turn our attention back to Aliyah. Denise nods to Aliyah.
Aliyah bites her lip and unwinds her hijab. Her glorious, lustrous dark hair cascades down past her shoulders to rest at the top of her pert breasts. She starts to untie the belt around her trench coat as she says, "Since this is your new, temporary home, I thought I would bring you a house warming present..."
Aliyah opens the coat and shrugs it off her shoulders to reveal herself.
"...me."
Aliyah is standing in her heels, stockings, a midnight blue garter, and matching balconette brassiere that has the small cups peeled down to reveal her dark areolae and nipples. Her thick bush is dark and lustrous like the hair on her head. Dewdrops are visible on her dark, barely visible labia.
Denise rolls up and walks to the foot of the bed on her knees. I follow. We are both mesmerized by the beautiful woman before us. We step off the bed and wrap her in a group hug. Denise kisses her passionately, as I caress the bare flesh of both beauties.
Aliyah turns from Denise's kiss and captures my face in both hands. She looks into my eyes.
Denise says, "Always, Allie."
I nod and add, "Forever, Allie."
The Pakistani beauty devours my mouth and presses her delicious body against mine.
When the kiss breaks, Denise and I each take Aliyah by the hand and guide her to the bed.
As she lays down on the mattress, Aliyah looks up at us both, eyes darting from one to the other. She says, "Please! Make me yours!"
**Laying Claim**
Denise and I lie down on either side of Aliyah--our Allie. I lie to her left to give Denise the use of her primary hand.
We take turns kissing Allie's lush, hungry mouth. After I first release Aliyah's kiss, I tug her brassiere lower to expose all of her breasts. After that, I nibble and kiss her exposed flesh and caress her perfect, perky breasts when I'm not kissing her mouth. I have no idea what Denise does when I'm kissing Allie, but I suspect her actions are much the same. Based on the intensity of Aliyah's moans, I'm going to say that Denise is much more tentative than I am.
As my lips nibble Allie's breast on my way down to her nipple, I have an epiphany. I think, They said they weren't sure what to do. I didn't think it was possible that two women couldn't figure it out. Maybe I'll coach them a little bit.
Denise says, "I love you, Allie."
I slide up to kiss Denise before taking over kissing Allie again. I release Allie's mouth and look into her eyes. "I love you, Allie. Everything you do with us, or either one of us, is okay because it comes from that love for each other."
"I know, Marc. I love you, too. It's just so hard to let go," she says.
Denise asks me, "Sir, are you going to tie her up?"
I shake my head. "Not today, Pet. We can practice surrendering to pleasure another time. Today is about learning about our lovers' bodies, their likes and dislikes. Today is about becoming comfortable and confident pleasuring each other," I murmur as I look down into Allie's eyes. I grin down at her and add, "And claiming Allie as our own. Allie, love. If I'm claiming you as mine, I am going to mark your flesh. My marks will take a couple of days to fade from your flesh, but they will always be in your psyche."
I lower my mouth to the tender flesh of Aliyah's neck and begin suckling. She gasps in pleasure, and she arches her neck to give me better access. She starts whimpering, "Oh goodness! That feels divine!"
I release her sensitive flesh and kiss her hungrily. Allie's arms encircle my neck to devour my mouth in return. After we break the kiss, Denise leans in to mark the other side of Aliyah's neck. I whisper in her ear, "It's so hot to see you loving her, Pet. I'm going to fuck you so good after watching you with her."
I let Denise work and return to making love to Allie's breasts--kissing the pert mounds, circling her dark areola with my tongue, and flicking the rising nipple with it.
Denise kisses Allie and caresses her abdomen gently. Aliyah has a lovely abdomen, but I think she needs more than that. Then again, I'm a guy. What the fuck do I know about it?
I watch them nuzzle and cuddle each other while I provide the sexual stimulation. I decide to move things along a bit. I grasp Denise's wrist and slowly pull her hand down toward Aliyah's mons. Denise curls her fingers in Allie's thick thatch, but she does not resist at all as I maneuver her hand to Allie's puffy pussy.