Flat mates

It didn't take long to for us to become lovers. Within a month of being flatmates, we had our first drunken kiss, and after another month or so, we ended up in bed. And we've pretty much stayed there since.

Last night, as we were curled around one another in rumpled sheets, my fingers playing at her hip bone, Silvia told me about Steve, a friend from the States. He was passing through town tomorrow on his way to London.

"He asked to stay here," she said as she snuggled back against me, the heat of her bare thighs distracting.

"That's fine," I replied, pulling her close. I kissed her neck.

"Well," she stalled as she twisted her head to offer more skin. "You should probably know that we were lovers."

"You and Steve?" I mouthed the words against her flesh.

"Uh-huh," Silvia moved against me, her arse circling on my lap.

My fingers walked the path from her hip to her knickers, then slipped beneath the fabric. She was already wet.

"Tell me about, Steve," I said, two fingers tracing the edge of her vulva, back and forth, feeling the velvety warmth of her arousal. I pressed my chest to her back and pushed against her with my hips.

Silvia's breath was fast. Her hand went to her nipple, pinching it through the fabric of her PJs. "We've been lovers for years," she moved against my fingers like she was trying to get them inside her. Not willing to comply, I took them higher, circling her clitoris as softly as I could, my skin barely making contact with hers.

"Tell me more."

She was panting. "I… I don't know…" Silvia tried to push her clitoris against my fingers, looking for a release, but I pulled them back, making her wait. "He has an amazing cock."

"Does he?"

"Yes." She swallowed and my fingers dropped to her clitoris, swirling around the glans before dropping to feel the wetness of her slit.

"Do you want to fuck him and his amazing cock?" I whispered the question into her ear, darting my tongue to her earlobe just as I pushed two fingers into her depths.

Silvia's eyes closed, and I watched the pleasure wash over her. I started to pull out, and she whimpered, causing crazy things to happen in my body.

In one move, I rolled her onto her back and pinned her body down with my own. My fingers went deeper into her pussy, and I braced my knee against the back of my hand, giving me better leverage as we fucked.

I kissed her hard on the mouth and began to move against her. Within only a few moments, she was bucking, meeting me thrust for thrust, trying to pull my fingers deeper into her cavern. Her nails scraped down my t-shirt covered back, and I nipped at her lower lip, drawing it between my teeth, then letting it go.

"I asked you…"

Thrust.

"If you wanted…'

Thrust.

"To fuck him."

I curled my fingers towards her tummy, right in that spot I know makes her go crazy.

"Tell me."

She was close to cumming and struggling to find the words. I could feel her swelling, and her pussy was squeezing me tight.

"Silvie…" I whispered as I pressed my body into her, my mouth tasting whatever skin I could reach. "I'd love to watch you fuck him."

At those words, trembling started deep inside her, then radiated out like a sound wave, rocking her body against mine as she fisted her hand into my hair, clutching me to her. I helped her ride it out, stroking her internally as I let off the pressure of my palm on her clitoris.

As she stilled, I rolled off, again pulling her with me, and she settled on my chest. I stroked her back as her breathing returned to normal.

Eventually, Silvia spoke up. "Were you serious back there?"

"When? When I asked you if you wanted to fuck him? Or when I told you I'd love to see you do it?"

She raised herself onto her elbow and looked at me.

"Both."

I stared back at her. "Yes."

"To which one?"

"Both."

At that, Silvia dropped back to my chest.

A full two minutes went by without a word.

I had to break the silence. "So do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Do you want to fuck him?"

She looked at me, her face serious. "Only if you do it with me."

—–

So that's how I found myself sitting in the darkness of my bedroom doorway, watching my beautiful, sexy-as-fuck girlfriend ride her lover.

I knew I would be working late, and I figured starting a lovers threesome with a stranger would be a bit too awkward for my style. I texted Silvia and told her not to wait for me. That I'd join in when I got home.

Not wanting to leave me out of the fun, she sent me flirty updates all day, letting me know that she talked to Steve and that he was game, telling me when they got back from dinner. I received the last message about 15 minutes before I left the office, informing me they were moving to the bedroom and that I should hurry my arse back to the flat.