Our Houseguest

Jake and Becka have a houseguest, Christy, who's nursing a broken heart. After a drunken night out on the town, their relationship takes sudden turn for the sexy side, and they comfort her in the hottest possible way.

Warning, this sexy 3200 word story contains hot explicit M/F/F sex. Here's an excerpt.

When Becka started to back out of the hug, Christy pulled her closer, giving a final squeeze, and then slowly let up, holding her face right in front of Becka’s. She looked deep into her eyes and then kissed her, ever so gently, on the lips.

Becka froze, stunned, looking like a deer in headlights.

Jake arched an eyebrow and looked past Christy to his wife, searching her face, her eyes.

Christy kissed her again, harder, pressing her lips against her, parting them gently, tickling her with the tip of her tongue. Becka closed her eyes and finally kissed Christy in return, making a little noise as she exhaled around the kiss.

Christy eased back and looked, a little shyly, towards Jake. She leaned close to him, so close, but then paused and looked back to Becka, questioning.

Becka looked her in the eye, then to Jake, and back to Christy, then nodded.

Christy turned back to Jake and nuzzled him with her nose and mouth, rubbing her face over his, feeling the slight rasp of his five oclock shadow against her soft skin. She felt his breathing quicken and knew she was turning him on. When she finally kissed him, she put her hand against his crotch and felt himself strain against his pants as her tongue caressed his.

Becka moved in to join them, kissing Jake, kissing Christy, kissing their necks as they kissed each other. She was stroking Christy’s back with one hand and Jake’s side with another.

Christy sat back, licking her lips, and smiled at the two of them.

“Is this going to be ok?” she asked.