Boxing Day Bonk (Christmas bisexual threesome)
Every Christmas, Samantha has to go to the country house of her lover Hugo, the future Lord Howside, and be patronised by his family. When Hugo's old friend Oscar arrives on the scene, sparks begin to fly all three ways. When they submit to their desires, will they be able to avoid discovery, and a scandal? More
Every Christmas, Samantha has to go to the country house of her lover Hugo, the future Lord Howside, and be patronised by his family. When Hugo's old friend Oscar arrives on the scene, sparks begin to fly all three ways. When they submit to their desires, will they be able to avoid discovery, and a scandal?
This 5,000 word tale contains voyeurism, masturbation, oral sex, a sizzling hot bisexual threesome, and members of the Peerage of England.
“I can see it in your eyes. You want it too. You can pretend all you like…but deep in your heart, you know too.”
“What do you know?”
“That the world doesn’t work in black and white. Just shades of grey. And we’re both shades.”
He sighed. “Okay. I’ll talk to her. Later. And if she says no?”
“Then I back off. Obviously.”
Hugo turned to Oscar. “Obviously?”
“Obviously. I’ve grown up a long way.”
“Really? How far?” The mood had changed again. I thought I recognised it…and I couldn’t believe my eyes, or my ears, or my judgement.
“Why don’t I scoot over there and show you?” Oh my God, they were.
“Why don’t you?” said Hugo.
And then, as I watched, Oscar scooted himself closer to Hugo…they stared into each other’s eyes…
“Just as long as nobody finds us…” said Hugo.
“Who’s going to find us in here?” said Oscar.
And then their lips met, and my jaw bounced off the carpet. They were nervy at first, just pecking at each other. Then Hugo took the lead, and now there was tongue, and Hugo was climbing on top of Oscar…straddling him like he’d straddled me so many times…sitting on him, kissing, and kissing, and kissing.
I was in shock for a moment, but I was surprised at how quickly I began to think rationally. He never did talk about school much, and of course I knew what everyone said about boarding school. It would explain so many things!
And yet…what I’d seen over three years with him. He wanted me. Nobody could fake it that well. He wanted me. Nobody could do the things we’d done without really and truly getting off on them. Why had he never said anything before now?