REUNITED -EROTIC STORY

REUNITED -EROTIC STORY Things often get a little jumbled when I try to convey what I share with Edward and Don. It's difficult to put a label on something that doesn't fit the usual rules of how life—and love—is supposed to go. It's all part of the enjoyment. When we're all together, it feels more like there's just one of us rather than three of us. We are not distinct; we are one interwoven, integrated, and indivisible organism. It's been an agonizingly long time since the three of us could be together, and I'm weirdly apprehensive about how things will turn out. Can we suddenly revert to our old habits of f*****g? Will there be jitters and ice-breaking? A period of reacquainting ourselves with what used to come so easily?   As it turned out, I didn't have to be concerned at all. When we're finally in the same room together after such a long time away, we revert to our old habits like smooth bedsheets. We just kiss, touch, and caress each other for the first few moments, which feel like listless, languid summer hours. We remind ourselves and each other of how it feels to go from one to three. Having two pairs of hands moving over your body is a wonderful feeling. Two pairs of lips are caressing the sensitive skin on your neck, stomach, arms, and other parts of your body.   I kiss each of them in turn as Edward kneels behind me and Don kneels in front of me. With my eyes closed, I can't tell which man I'm kissing from the first moist contact... ahhh... I take a deep breath in and realize. Isn't a person's fragrance extremely evocative? Even with my eyes closed, I can tell this man I'm kissing is Don, and if I tilt my head, I'll catch a whiff of Edward's sweet perfume before tasting his full lips. They run their hands all over me, my pale stomach and crotch wrapped in white lace underwear, and I drink in the warmth that comes from these two guys, sandwiching me between them while I revel in this simple pleasure.   We're no longer three lovers, but one when we're together, as I've said. When people tell me that having two men is their greatest desire and point to porn where two men make out with one lady, I want to shake my head and gently show them what it's like when you connect. I'd like to demonstrate to others what I have with Edward and Don: not one-on-two or two-on-two, but all three of us, our equal affection for one another.   We'll start with kisses and caresses. Sensually While Edward pours kisses down on my face and neck, Don's lips warm my shoulders. Don grabs Edward's firm bottom through his matching white underwear and strokes his thigh. Did I mention that we're all dressed in white today? Don wore a white vest and tight white boxers, and Edward wore white shorts as well. I'm dressed in bridal lace, with a bra and knickers that match the boys' outfits. I adore the unity and harmony of it. And I adore the way their large hands grip my t**s as they pass through the fabric.   I can feel their c***s hardening against me as I'm pressed up against them. And if there's anything better than one erection, it's having two. In ecstasy, I close my eyes to fully concentrate on the sensations of their touches. I become almost dreamy in their presence, and there's something lovely about not knowing who'll catch my gaze first when I open my eyes.   Edward is the first to go from kissing to kissing. He runs his hand down the front of my underwear and begins to stroke at the dampness. Finding my c**t, he thrills me with a gentle pressure that makes me moan. Meanwhile, he and Don continue to caress me, wrapping their arms around me to reach each other. It's like a buffet of skin and flesh, as well as warmth and love. I enjoy how they interact with one another.   And, oh, oh, my favorite part: Don and Edward exchange a sly grin as I move to the bed and call them over. Don looks at Edward and raises an eyebrow as if to say, "Shall we?" Edward smiles back. Shudders flow from the base of my head all the way down to my p***y when they both agree to play with me jointly.   When a friend asked which of them I loved the most, I couldn't help but stare at her as if she'd sprouted a new head: who do I love the most? Who am I to choose between these two gentlemen who adore me and each other? It's a load of bullshit. There is no Edward without Don, no Don without Edward, and there is no "us" without all three. Those moments when the two of us glance at each other, raise an eyebrow, and smile: they can't happen with only two people. They're also my personal favorite. Once we were on the bed, we let out a physical sigh, as if to say, "Yes, that's it, we're here." We're all in this together. It's been a long time since we've been able to spend time together like this. While Edward pulls down my underpants, Don slips down one of my bra straps and sneaks his fingers in to caress my breast. They work together, and I almost said "like a team," but now it's as if they're reading each other's minds as they strip me naked, revealing my pale pink n*****s and voracious cunt at the same time.All the while, Don clutches my other breast while Edward sucks hungrily at me, all the while grabbing at each other, blood flowing through their veins and into their rapidly-stiffening c***s. Don keeps my mouth occupied while Edward curls up between my knees and uses his lips and tongue to titillate me. Don is stroking his hair and occasionally applying light pressure to the back of his head to nudge his face deeper into the puddle between my thighs. I can't help but squeal with delight, and by the time Don joins in, his fingers and tongue are teasing the piercing that adds so much extra sensation to my c**t. I can't help but see them as a couple of cats, rushing up to me and purring happily.   I'm not looking forward to going. I don't want to get to the climax yet since I appreciate a slow, throbbing build-up. The lads, too, are not in a hurry, preferring to make the most of the time we have to play. Don catches Edward's eyes with sly joy as Edward puts one finger into me—just one, just enough. While I wiggle on it, he slowly pulses his finger in and out, and then, oh, then, he delicately slips his finger into Don's mouth, giving him a taste of the desire that is oozing out of me. Don, ever gracious, lifts his head towards me and passes the flavor of my own cunt to me on his lips.   And, as usual, I believe that two is far superior to one. I gasp and wriggle on them when Don places his finger inside my p***y. My heart throbs along with my curiosity as I watch them suck the taste of me from each other's fingertips when they each bring a finger to the other's mouth.   I'd nearly forgotten how desperate I am to taste each man's c**k because it's been all about me up until now. I grasp for it with eagerness when Edward releases it from his tight boxers, wanking it lightly before allowing Don to take his turn. With his large hand on Edward's d**k and his fluttering tongue at my c**t, Don is now guiding both of us towards pleasure. Don's strokes cause Edward's d**k to bob and bounce, and I can watch it swell in Don's hand, becoming fatter and harder, until not having it inside me feels like unending torture. As we stroke Edward's d**k in perfect sync, I join Don, clasping my own hand around his shaft as well. This synchronicity—this harmony—is why I've missed these two men so much. We simply work together, and there's a moment where I lose track of where my body stops and theirs begins—it's just three people merging into one.   I can't wait any longer; Edward must be tasted. I'm sure Don feels the same way, but he's a gentleman and lets me go first. I suck and rub at him, wrapping my lips around the smooth head and my hand around the thick shaft, while he lets out those wonderful guttural grunts and sighs.Don plays with his balls, knowing precisely where to suck and lick to give the blow job more depth and texture. I have it on excellent authority from both Edward and Don that nothing beats the sensation of two tongues on your c**k.   And there is no finer feeling in the world to me than the partnership of these two, as they pile pleasure atop delight for me and for them. Don takes Edward's c**k firmly in hand as I turn to straddle that tantalizing erection, holding it straight and stiff just beneath my cunt so I can slip effortlessly over it. Bliss. It's massive, and it always comes as a shock at first. I sigh with delight at the sensation of being stretched so wide and completely filled. Slowly, I begin to glide up and down his chest, while Don shuffles down the bed, focusing on the portions I can't see.   All three of us are linked at all phases, and it's the same here: when I ride Edward hard and then harder, Don puts his lips and tongue at the base of Edward's c**k, as well as the smooth tightness of his balls. While I'm riding, he kisses and caresses my bottom and back, reminding me that he's there, watching and enjoying myself with the touch of his hot hands. At one point, I slide all the way off Edward's huge c**k at one point, so Don can spit softly over the twitching head, lubricating him and making the ride go more smoothly. It's that collaboration all over again. That sense of belonging This isn't the only person who thinks this is the best part... Edward's legs twitch with delight as Don and I simultaneously apply our abilities to him.   As he climbs up behind me and squishes his c**k into the crack of my bum while I ride, Don removes his underpants, and I get a sense of how rigid and ready his c**k is as well. It's as if I'm engulfed in both of their desires, and I don't even try to hold back, kissing both of them in turn. I'm hungry for both of them. As I ride Edward, Don grabs my hips and lifts me up and down, harder and faster. He acts as though he's using me as a toy for the other man's amusement. I can feel myself jiggling against Edward and Don, pressing forcefully into me when Edward sits up to lick my n*****s. It's nearly too much for me to handle.   Now I want to play with Don as allies pursuing the same goal. I clamber off Edward's back and we work on it together. There was a lot of kissing and sucking noises, as well as a lot of eye contact and that collaboration that we adore. While I work on the head, Don gives these lovely little tongue-flicks to the shaft, licking away at the juices I've left drizzled all over it.   Maybe it's Don's tongue-flicks, or maybe I'm just that horny that I need someone to pleasure my c**t, but I suddenly realize I can spin around and straddle Edward's face. I keep his d**k firmly in my mouth while my vulva nuzzles against his nose, allowing him to pay as much attention to my c**t as he did to Don's c**k. Don joins in, sitting over me so he can go inside—each stroke of the f**k nudges me down onto Edward, creating a rhythmic symphony that helps me get closer to coming. Don f***s into me from below, Edward sucks my c**t, and those actions drive me a bit further down Edward's body, into his slick, aching d**k: joy beyond bliss.   This is something that people don't always expect to see in threesome porn. There's a common fear that one person will be left out, or that any position will ultimately result in one of you getting the "short end of the stick," but this isn't the case. That doesn't have to be the case. We play with each formulation—each tesselation of our soft, warm bodies as a trio, and somehow we always manage to come up with a combination that gives each of us something to do. To behold To have fun with To gush about   Edward wants to please both of us, so he moves from tonguing my c**t to licking the base of Don's shaft with such ease. And it's here that I confess to a smidgeon of jealousy—not the kind you'd expect in a trio, but plain envy. I'll never be able to lick Don's taste of myself as he's f*****g me, but I'm glad Edward gets to. Opening his mouth and extending his tongue out to savor the flavors of both of us, he licks at the same cadence as Don drives it into me. Each f**k stroke completes the circle, pressing my lips more into Edward's c**k, pounding deep into the back of my cunt, and shoving us against his raised face.   I can tell we're getting close to the end because we've all abandoned our previous commitments to sensuality and compassion. We've narrowed our attention to speed and intensity. As if our s*x's vision had narrowed from this vast, magnificent field to a pinprick of light focused directly on our c***s and cunts. This is my favorite part. And I adore how we get there together, one of us encouraging the other and keeping an eye out for those telltale twitches or groans that indicate someone is approaching. I climb off Edward, brusquely massage his c**k, and then lie down on my side so Don can easily enter. I know what Don wants to see and how he wants to end this: Edward squirting shot after shot of sperm squarely into my t**s. Of course, we'd be delighted to offer it to him.   Our voices get louder and faster as we get closer to this exquisite three-way peak, as if we're keeping time with our pants and groans. We feel like we're making music as a cacophony of cries and breaths melt together to blot out the outer world. Edward caresses my hair as if easing me up to my own climax, then clutches his c**k with one hand and rubs at it, heading straight for my jiggling t**s with the other. I let out a scream every time Don slams into me, reveling in the extravagance of having both of these men use my body and each other for their own pleasure. Then... ah, then! Edward begins to approach. My tight n*****s and pallid t**s were bombarded with hot spurts of it. I cast a glimpse at Don, who is already accelerating in anticipation of his own. He eats up the image of me, smeared with c*m, and starts f*****g like he's dying to get inside me as well. I make eye contact with him, begging him to come inside, to come for me, to let me feel your spunk in my cheek while Edward's drips down my chest, and ahhhh... there it is. As he lets himself go, Don's c**k begins to twitch and bounce, pushing him over the edge and into orgasm.   God, I want to lie like this for the rest of the day between these two men, who are now sweaty, hot, and satisfied. We huddle together in a tidy, compact heap. Hands caressing each other in every direction, meeting each other's eyes with those gentle, sleepy smiles that are all you can summon once you've climaxed. I'm reveling in the fact that our collaboration, teamwork, and love and care for one another has all paid off.   I take their hands in mine and breathe a deep sigh of relief, relishing the fact that we're finally back together, Edward's sperm drying on my chest while Don's drips gently from my cunt.   Ends