Do You Like to Watch?
Twin Cities explores the voyeur fantasy. Part of the ménage experience comes from watching others. There’s an illicit sense of letting the sexual tension build until that moment of joining comes.
Although the Quickie is an EC for Men, it definitely possesses crossover potential. Those who like F/F won’t mind crawling into bed with these beauties. Don’t worry, there’s plenty of loving to go around for everyone.
By Louisa Bacio
Sure, Nate fantasized about a ménage á trois with two hot sorority sisters, but he never expected it to come true. On a business trip to Kansas City, reality becomes even better than fantasy when Desiree and Sherrie, a buxom blonde duo, get down and dirty. When the threesome get into bed, Nate discovers the ladies share a mutual lust, and not just for him—and two is not too much to handle.
Desiree bounced in first, throwing her tits against him. Umm, her arms around him. “Oh my God! What are the odds we’d all be here at the same time?”
Each jump resulted in playful corresponding movements. Her low-cut shirt didn’t hide an inch of cleavage.
“Just crazy,” he said. Her hair smelled like flowers, not overwhelming but noticeable.
Over her shoulder, he grinned at Sherrie and raised his eyebrows as if to ask, “Is she always this crazy?”
She returned his smile. “Good to see you, Nate.”
Desiree released her hold on him. “Oh, so sorry. I was so excited. You remember Sherrie, right?”
How could he forget? She might have been the quieter of the two, but she was an equal stunner. While Desiree didn’t hesitate to partake in bathroom blowjobs, Sherrie had hung with the sorority sisters more, and then got a long-time boyfriend. Some blowhard he didn’t remember the name of. Didn’t matter. He checked her ring finger, and it was clear. So she wasn’t married, or wasn’t wearing.
“Oh course I do.”
He hugged her for good measure, and her breasts pressed pleasurably against his chest. He told his little head to stay chill and not get all happy quite yet. Chicks may not appreciate that type of attention as soon as they walked into a guy’s hotel room.
“Come on in,” he said, ushering them inside. He’d forgotten how much they looked alike, as if it was more a figment of his imagination—true sorority sisters. Both were blondes, but while Desiree’s hair was platinum and flashy, Sherrie’s was more honey-toned.
“Look at this place!” Des said. She placed her purse on the couch and did a spin. “It’s huge. You must be doing quite well for yourself, Nate.”
“I can’t complain. It’s not bad to travel when you get to put it on your expense account.” He moved toward the bar. “Can I offer you two a drink?”
They exchanged a look and Sherrie nodded yes. “We’d love one. From this spread of goodies, I’d think you were trying to keep us in tonight…”
Her words trailed off, leaving the meaning open. She rubbed his shoulder, a sense of familiarity between them.
“Who, me?” he said. “Well, with you two beautiful ladies, would you blame a guy for trying?”
About Louisa Bacio
A Southern California native, Louisa Bacio can’t imagine living far away from the ocean. The multi-published author of erotic romance enjoys writing within all realms – from short stories to full-length novels.
Bacio shares her household with a supportive husband, two daughters growing “too fast,” and a multitude pet craziness: Two dogs, five fish tanks, an aviary, hamsters, rabbits and hermit crabs. In her other life, she teaches college classes in English, journalism and popular culture.