I'll Take You ... and You

“Gina, have you ever had a threesome?” I asked as she continued her assessment of me, knowing full well she had. I was buying time. After all, I couldn’t just come out and say, ‘I want a threesome,’ could I?

“Honey I’ve had a threesome, a foursome and then some!” Gina laughed. “I’ve left practically no rock in the sexual desert unturned.”

“I want one,” I mumbled, clearing my throat to ensure that the words had come out.

“You what? … Did I hear you right?” Gina questioned, looking from my reflection in the mirror to stare at me directly in the face.

“Yes. Yes you did,” I said.

“I want to have a threesome.”
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I was sheltered growing up. Raised by a single, overprotective mother, I hadn’t experienced too much in the way of life and love.

My best friend Gina, on the other hand, was the polar opposite. She too was an only child, raised by a drug-addicted mother who was never around to instill discipline of any kind. Gina roamed free – and she took full advantage of it, experimenting with things I had never even heard of, especially when it came to sex.

I secretly harbored fantasies about certain things that I would never dream of voicing. I’d been too shy to even share most of my fantasies with my best friend. ... But one day, soon after the death of my mother -- my inhibitions loosened by the two bottles of wine me and Gina had polished off -- I opened up to Gina about one fantasy that had been plaguing me for years. And true to form, Gina was only too happy to make it a reality.
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It goes like this Gina ... one guy is lying on the couch and the girl is bent over him on her knees. The other guy is doing her from behind. The one lying under her on the couch is going to town on her breasts, which are jiggling and jangling every which way but loose.

The one giving it to her good from behind has both hands on either side of her waist, holding her in the exact spot he wants her. The camera pans in really close, and all you see is his large member slowly working its way into her.

While he’s doing this, the other guy is slipping his tongue over and around one of her breasts, then the other.

The woman’s head is leaned back and I swear, the look on her face is pure bliss. I’ve never seen a woman look so sexually satisfied. I know there’s never been a look like that on my face when I’m having sex. And I want that look.

Dear God I want that look before I leave this earth!

Just thinking about that scene in my favorite sex movie makes me weak every time. Sometimes during the day, my mind will wander and I’ll be sitting at my desk and stop work to slip that DVD in and live out that fantasy.

Gina fans herself. “Damn girl, you gotta let me borrow that DVD. That shit sounds hot!”

“No problem,” I say, laughing at her. “I told you it was! I’ll burn you a copy cuz the one I have is not leaving my possession.”

“I’m gonna hold you to that,” Gina says, still fanning herself with both hands. “Well Tina honey, if that’s your fantasy, I know just the two guys who can make it a reality. … I woulda dropped my draws tot them a long time ago if we weren’t such good friends. Hell I still might!”