As I lay against my girlfriend's chest, she tapped away on her phone, holding it in front of us both.
"Okay, posted," she said.
For a while, Maya and I been thinking about looking for a third person to join us for some casual hook-ups. We're usually monogamous, but thinking about being joined by another butch had become a little shared fantasy, which we'd taken to the next level by posting on a lesbian dating and hook-up app together.
"How are you feeling? Are you excited?" I asked, twisting to look up at her.
"I can't wait to see you and another hot boi together. Lucky me, having two butches all to myself."
"It's what you deserve!" I said, leaning up to give her a little peck.
But she had other ideas, wrapping her fingers around the back of my neck and leaning into the kiss. She caught my bottom lip between her teeth and I let out a sigh.
"Careful -- you don't want to get me all worked up in the living room."
"Don't I?" She teased, tracing her fingertips lightly across my chest. "Maybe that's exactly what I want."
"Anyone could walk in -- " I tried, but she silenced my protests with another kiss, pushing her tongue between my lips, reaching her hand down between my legs and running her fingers over my jeans.
I couldn't help it -- once she started I didn't want to stop her. My hips starting pushing up to meet her touches all on their own and it was all I could do to keep from whimpering. She knows me so well, knows exactly how to touch me, how to get me weak.
Without breaking our kiss, she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans with one deft hand, and slipped it over my boxers, running her fingers back and forth, up and down.
"Wet already?" She breathed. "Are you sure you don't want me to fuck you, right here on this couch?"
Heat surged through my body. I felt the blush flushing my chest and from her smirk, knew she saw it. She pressed two fingers inside me so gently I hardly felt it. I ground my hips up against her for more, but she eased in and out of me achingly, agonisingly slow, only increasing my need instead of working it out.
"Please," I whispered.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me harder."
"Good boi," she said, feeling me get even wetter at her words.
She picked up the pace, pumping her fingers into me a little faster, then faster, until I was squirming in her arms, my breath hard and heavy.
Out of nowhere, the living room door swung open and Maya's flatmate appeared. Jack was a tall, gorgeous butch who had lived with Maya for a couple of years. She knew I'd always found them attractive, with their short crop of curls and broad shoulders, but it had only ever been a passing comment here and there. Jack was sweet, gentle and self-assured, but had never been more than a friend to Maya and I.
"Oh my god!" I scrambled to cover myself up, going bright red with embarrassment. I jerked my head around to look at Maya, who still had her fingers deep inside me, but she just smirked back.
"Don't let me interrupt," said Jack, sitting down on the couch opposite us. They leaned back, hands folded in their lap, one ankle resting on the opposite knee.
I felt my heartbeat in my ears. Maya kept fucking me with her fingers, quick and hard enough for the feeling to flood my mind again. How could I think straight?
"What's going on?" I asked weakly.
"Haven't we just been talking about finding a butch to have some fun with us, baby?" Maya said softly in my ear. "Here's one, right now."
Jack's eyes lingered on my crotch, watching Maya's hand moving inside my jeans. They bit their lip, and raised their eyebrows at Maya. I felt her nod behind me. They got up and walked over to our couch, tilted my jaw upwards with a firm finger and thumb, and leaned down towards me. As they kissed me, all the unanswered questions vanished from my mind; I wanted this.
Maya started to wriggle my jeans over my hips, and I pushed myself up to help her. Jack's fingers quickly replaced hers inside me. They were noticeably thicker, and I gasped as they stretched me out. Maya reached down and starting rubbing my clit, fast and light, just how I like it. All the hands touching me turned me on, intensifying everything.
"Fuck, I'm going to -- I'm -- Fuck, aaahh!" I came hard around Jack's fingers, hips rolling as they continued to finger me throughout it.
Maya turned my head towards her and swept me up in a soft, deep kiss.
"Are you okay?" She caressed my cheek. I nodded. "Is this okay?"
"More than okay," I replied, catching my breath. "Wow."
"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" Jack smirked.
If I wasn't already, that smoulder would've gotten me weak, and I knew it would be having the same effect on Maya. I kicked my jeans off onto the floor and got up from the couch, but before I got much further, Jack grabbed me by the hips and pushed me against the wall. They kissed me hard and fast again, and pulled my t-shirt over my head, leaving me standing in only my boxers and binder.
We kissed, my hands reaching up to the back of their neck -- those short, rough kisses that soon got me aching again. Jack pulled away and turned towards Maya, who had come over from the couch. They put a hand on her waist and pulled her in for a much gentler kiss, long and lingering. Oh. I'd wondered how I would feel seeing Maya kiss someone else, if it would bring up any jealousy, but jealousy was the furthest thing from mind. Instead I wanted to lift up her dress and have her right there and then.
She smiled at me, sweet and mischievous, pleased her plan had worked out so perfectly. She took our hands and led us to her bedroom. As Jack closed the door behind us, I took Maya's face in my hands and kissed her deeply, pushing her softly back onto the bed. I wasted no time, sucking gently on her neck and reaching my fingers under the hem of her sundress. I ran my hand across her thighs and up against her underwear, letting out a little moan when I felt how wet she was already.
I lifted her skirt up over her hips and got onto my knees between her legs, carefully pulling off her underwear. Unable to wait any longer, I pushed my tongue between her folds. I've always loved how she tastes, how soft her hair is there, how easily she responds to my mouth on her, already grinding up against me. Eating her out always turned me on, but feeling Jack's gaze on us behind me got me even hotter.
"Ohhh baby, that's it. That's so good."
I licked long, slow strokes from her entrance to her clit, up and down, feeling her get wetter and wetter, fingers twisting in my hair. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and picked up the pace, flicking my tongue back and forth in shorter lengths until I was right on her clit, lapping her up. Moaning unreservedly, now that the person who we usually worried about hearing us was in the room, our rapt audience, Maya unravelled under me.
"Yes, yes, ohhh... Don't stop, don't stop! That's it baby, right there, right there, yes, yes, yes, fuck! Oh god, fuck me, oh, oh, ohhhhh..."
As I sucked her clit into my mouth, she came long and easy. I pushed myself onto the bed to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around my head, rolling against me. I squeezed her hip, knowing she could taste herself on my lips.
"God, you two look good together," Jack said, leaning against the wall behind us with their arms folded across their chest.
Maya propped herself up on her elbows and shook her hair out of her face. I pulled a pillow under her shoulders to make her comfier, and sat up beside her.
"I want to watch you two. Can I?" She looked at me with those big doe eyes I can never say no to.
I gave her a quick kiss and walked back towards Jack. Something about the way they looked at me, one eyebrow slightly cocked, made my stomach flip. I wrapped my fingers around the back of their neck again and reached up to kiss them. They put their palms flat against my ribs and returned the kiss, slipping their tongue against mine, chasing it in circles. I palmed their chest, making them grunt into my mouth.
I've always loved making butches feel like boys, and I've always been good at it. Even though I am one too, and they see themselves reflected in me, it doesn't matter. Maybe that's exactly why I'm good at it, because I know what I want and I know how to give it too. So when I slid my hand down across their stomach and between their legs, I guessed they'd be hard packing, and I knew they'd grunt again if I cupped their bulge in my hand, pressing it against their body.
They let out a little moan. I smiled into our kiss. They reached up and tugged a handful of my hair as I squeezed them through their jeans. They nipped my bottom lip with their teeth and I knew they needed more. Dropping to my knees, I clumsily unbuckled their belt and pulled down their zip. They helped me pull their strap out, a 5 or 6-inch-long number, with a slight upward curve. They held it in one hand as I gazed up at them.
Some dykes will tell you different, but I like sucking strap. People say there's no point, they can't feel it, but it's just a different kind of feeling. As I wrapped my lips around them and took Jack in my mouth, inch by inch, their fingers tugged at my hair and another groan passed their lips. That was enough for me to know what they were feeling, that sensation so familiar to me; a warm ache creeping up through the groin, through the stomach. It's like a phantom limb.
"My bois," Maya said softly behind me. "So handsome."
"Very handsome, with my cock in your mouth," Jack said, holding eye contact with me, and pushing their hips very slightly, fucking my mouth a little deeper.
I sucked them diligently, feeling their need, feeling it getting me even more worked up. The faster they thrust into me, the more breathy little sounds Jack made.
"Get that dick nice and ready for me, baby," said Maya. "Good boi."
