About Blooming Love, a BBA F/F/M Story
by Berengaria Brown
44 pages / 11800 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-257-6
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Botanical garden worker Hyacinthe loves both Inigo and Beverly, a man and woman, and a pair of her co-workers. She wants them to be a threesome, but while they’re both in love with her, neither of them really wants to share her. They're willing to give it a go for her sake, but that might be the easy part. Hyacinthe has a secret, and the triad is just beginning to come together when that secret is revealed in a most shocking manner. Can their relationship survive through everything they face together?
Sample
"Who wants to be first? Or should I do you both together?"
"I don't mind."
"You choose." Beverley and Inigo spoke together.
"Okay, I'll do you together." Hyacinthe sprayed shaving cream lavishly over
Inigo's blond curls and then over Beverley's brown ones. Next she wet the
razor and stroked it around Inigo's cock. Beverley couldn't help noticing
how Inigo's cock instantly grew longer when Hyacinthe touched it.
Then it was her own turn as Cinthe swept the razor across her mons.
Beverley was soon totally immersed in the sensations. It was unbelievably
carnal: the gentle slide of the razor across her pubis, the light touches of
Hyacinthe's slender fingers on her pussy. Then watching the razor move
through the nest of curls surrounding Inigo's cock, understanding why he was
groaning and shivering, as goose bumps spread across her own flesh, not from
cold, but from lust.
Shaving the two of them together was twice as potent an aphrodisiac,
Beverley understood now, because even though seeing a man's cock did not
arouse her, knowing Inigo was feeling what she was feeling, knowing
Hyacinthe's soft touches aroused him as they aroused her -- all that was
beyond erotic, way beyond the usual teasing of foreplay.
If Hyacinthe wasn't careful Beverley and Inigo would both come before they
even got into bed. Or maybe that was Hyacinthe's plan, thought Beverley.
Today was a lot more than "getting to know you better."
Beverley realized her guess had been correct. The way Hyacinthe was teasing
Inigo's cock and anus as she shaved the last of his hair, was driving him
close to breaking point. His cock was very engorged, huge and hot and red,
the head a deep reddish purple, and it was obvious even to Beverley that he
was hanging onto his control by the slenderest of threads.
Cinthe leaned forward and sucked Inigo's cock into her mouth.
"Oh, God, Hyacinthe, don't! I can't--"
"Come, Inigo. Come for me now," ordered Hyacinthe, her hands and mouth busy
on his cock.
"Agghhh," moaned Inigo, his hands buried in Hyacinthe's hair as her mouth
worked his cock. His hips thrust up into her mouth, and Beverley watched,
entranced, as he thrust into her mouth several more times, groaning again
when Hyacinthe's hands moved around his balls, rolling them and stroking his
cock.
Hyacinthe licked him a little more, kissed him to share his own flavor with
him, then rinsed her hands in the bowl and took a drink of water, before
moving across to Beverley as Inigo relaxed back on the bed.
Bev caught herself wondering what a man tasted like, then decided even to
find out, she was not sucking a cock. But sucking a pussy, oh yes, she'd be
more than happy to suck Hyacinthe off.
Then it was her turn.