Indigo Writes: Introductions

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This is another piece of erotica that I have been kicking around for a couple of weeks now. I am really proud of it, but it is definitely over 7,500 words. Enjoy, and Happy Holidays!


“What do you like about them?”
“His hair is so curly. And that beard, holy hell. And look at how tall he is!”
“First off, they use they/them. Their name is Ben.”
“Wait! You know this person and you didn’t say?!”
“No, I like watching you gush. It’s very cute. And also, it gave me an idea. You know how I like to introduce my friends to each other. I was thinking that Ben would like to know you. And now that I know you want to know them…”
Colin smiled at me across the table. Fuck, I fell for it every time. I felt myself blush and I knew he could tell I was embarrassed about it. Though he never described himself as kinky, Colin sure did like me in predicaments. He said it was sort of a unique dynamic to him, and I was grateful for it. The fact that I was unique in this tangible way was a comfort during my depressive episodes.
“And besides, I know he’s kinky. Well, at least kinkier than me. You know how I am.”
Despite his words, our sex was still some of the kinkiest I knew. He was magic with his hands, and surprisingly, his feet. I never understood how that happened.
“Well, I certainly wouldn’t mind an introduction. Especially if I can touch that beard.”
Colin winked at me as the door to the cafe shut behind us.
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I smiled in the mirror assessing my appearance as I stepped into the cargo pants and tank top. It was hard to believe someone once said cargo pants weren’t flattering on anyone. Clearly, they hadn’t known my ass very well. I shoved the last hair band around my bun and left the bathroom into the hotel room. Ben and Colin were on the bed and couch respectively. They had been chatting, probably about something I didn’t know about.

There had been some easy drinks laid out. A little rum and juice to help the hotel room feel more like home. I grabbed my cup and sat on the bed next to Ben. Honestly, I was already turned on. Even if Ben wasn’t going to fuck me, I had a hotel room with Colin and that would be enough. However, it was an ideal night, and the chatter continued casually.
I don’t know what shifted the mood, but as I came back from drinking a cup of water, Colin suddenly stood and said “I can’t resist,” before leaning in for a kiss. I wet my lips a little and stretched my neck to his. It was only about a four inch difference, but he was my first partner to be taller than me, which always seemed to make him smile.
We got lost for a little bit, letting our familiar movements land. A tongue flick, a nibble of the bottom lip. It was clear that I was more aggressive with my lips and teeth, even though I had never shown aggression anywhere else. I heard Ben chuckle behind me and turned as he stood up.
“Good lord you’re tall.”
“Probably about 6’6″, honestly.” He looked a bit shy as I said it.
I felt a little bad and stepped to them, reaching up with both hands. On tip-toe, I closed the eight inch difference as I said softly “It’s exquisite.”
We met and I think it shocked them when I immediately found their upper lip and pulled on it a little with my lips. I was never good at subtle making out, honestly. However, we found each other’s pace after about 15 seconds or so. Their beard felt amazing around my lips and I gently let my fingers comb through it, admiring the textures on my lips and hands at the same time. We laughed nervously through our moans and let ourselves ease into a deeper kiss.
I saw a motion in the side of my vision, and I felt Colin’s hands on my shoulders. Ben let go of my lips and eased their hands around my breasts. Their hands were gentle, but the silent admiration was exactly what I wanted. I wanted to smile at them, but my chin was pulled to the side and Colin kissed my cheek.
“Did you wear what I requested?” Ben’s voice was deeper than before, and I felt myself flush.
“Yes.”
“Excellent,” Colin said in my ear and began nibbling at my back and shoulders. This man could find my turn-ons in a microsecond. I began to feel my words slipping away as Colin’s hands ran over my shoulders, and Ben’s under my breasts. Colin bit a little harder into my neck and then went back to my ear.
“And did you wear something for me?”
I swallowed a little as Ben’s hands found their way up my shirt.
“Yes.”
And I was lost again as Colin’s hands found the back of my pants and grabbed my ass.
“Good girl. Arms up and turn around.”
I lifted my arms and faced Colin. I immediately saw darkness as my top was taken over my head, and I felt my pants come undone. Ben took the opportunity to bite my shoulder and I gasped louder than I intended. Their hands were back on my tits, admiring the lace bra I had managed to find. The gasp was muffled as Colin put his lips on mine again and went to town. With a little drop of his shoulders, he pulled at the skin around my lower back and the crest of my butt.
We continued like this for a few minutes. My hands roamed over arms and shoulders wherever I could reach them, and my lips were caught sometimes with Colin’s and sometimes in moans. It wouldn’t take much longer for me to cum like this. Finally Ben undid my bra and pulled it off. It was apparently a good transition point because Colin grabbed my thong and pulled that down, forcing me to open my legs in the process.
All that work picking it out, and it wasn’t even enjoyed that much.
“And now,” Colin said as he grabbed my shoulders, “it’s time for introductions.”
He smiled and steered me back to the bed where he pushed me down onto my back and pushed his hands gently pressing my chest. He wasn’t straddling me, which was perfect for Ben to watch and for me to see them watching
“Ben, this is Andy. Today, she is using she/her pronouns, but that changes. And sometimes she also likes to be called a cute boy when you fuck her. She likes to be groped, and apparently, she wants a threesome. Checking in, Andy. Is this still true?”
My brain reeled as I thought of saying “No.” It was a little scary to be here with two people stronger than me. But I made eye contact with Colin and reminded myself that we had safety procedures in place and how much trust we had.
“Yes, please.”
His hands moved down my torso, and he leaned back, giving Ben their choice of my other side, which was on near the bottom edge of the bed, or between my legs, which opened as Colin’s hand slip between my thighs.
Ben knelt on the floor next to my left side. I could feel Colin’s breath on one side, and Ben’s on the other. I let my eyes close and my mouth open as I moaned. Colin’s fingers were pulling at my pubic hairs gently. Occasionally, he would push them into the mass, looking for lubricant and my clit at the same time.
Ben hesitated at first, their fingers trailing my shoulder and arm. However, I felt their other hand reach up for my hair and pull out my hairband. The tugs pushed my face towards Colin, who immediately kissed me. But Ben pulled my hair gently and pulled my face to theirs. It was more forceful this time, with their teeth pulling at my bottom lip. At the same time, Colin found my clit and pushed hard the way I love. With Ben’s other hand on my nipple and their weight slightly on my chest, I was suddenly overwhelmed with sensation and I felt myself orgasm finally.
My moans came in erratic bursts around Ben’s lips. My hips rocked into Colin’s hand. My hands grasped at both the bedspread and my thighs, with my nails raking both. My legs twitched from the pressure in my clit. It lasted for about half a minute at that intensity before it subsided. My moans turned into long breaths as the last twitches faded from my limbs.
“Oh yeah, and it doesn’t take a lot to make her cum. She’s very responsive.”
Colin was still rubbing my clit. It hurt in the best way. I knew that I would take much more than a little pain before I’d ever ask him to stop. He probably knew that too.
“She likes pressure more than movement most of the time. But once you’ve started, you can keep going as long as you want. It’s pretty impressive.”
I listened only vaguely as Colin explained a few more things. Every time his movements changed, I moaned. He showed how I liked both g-spot and a-spot stimulation. He pulled hard at my nipples.
“Love, don’t make it too easy on them. They should have to discover some things too.” I’m not really sure how I managed to moan out any words after having so many types of stimulation in a row.
Colin smiled at me and pulled his hand out. I took a few deep breaths to steady myself, but suddenly, there were new fingers in my cunt. Ben had slid down the bed and taken over for Colin. They smiled as I began to respond to their hands. Colin watched for a second, and I reached a hand to his chest, hoping to feel his skin. But before I could touch him, he grabbed my hands and lifted them above my head. I gasped under this sudden change at the same time that Ben’s thumb landed on my clit.
Colin smiled at me and watched my arms struggle under his weight. He had adjusted and managed to pin both of my arms with one of his. Stupid tall humans and their strength. He began to pull at my nipples with the other hand.
“You think you’re strong? I have you pinned with one arm, silly. And now they get to watch you squirm.”
Any words would have been good coming from those lips, but those words were especially excellent. I growled as my body involuntarily jerked. My core was tense, trying to curl up, but still grind my clit into Ben’s hand. I felt his fingers in me, alternating between my a-spot and my g-spot. It felt amazing, and the stamina of those hands was truly impressive.
“That’s right, love. If you show them one orgasm like you did for me, then you get to have both of our cocks. You’d love that, wouldn’t you?”
My world was isolated to sensations. Ben’s fingers inside me, his breath on my stomach as he got excited. I felt a bit of my own juices sliding down towards my ass. Colin’s arm pressing my arms into the bed. His breath on my ear, and his other hand groping my tits. How did he have the core strength to hold that position?
That’s when my body finally had enough. I saw Colin’s chest tense as I pulled against his arms. My back tried to curl one way, then another, working through waves. I felt my legs press closed, trapping Ben’s hand. In a brief moment, I saw his smile as he tried to keep up with my bucking. My mouth was making some kind of noise that might have been crying out, but clearly it was pleasure, not pain.
Finally one arm broke free, and I got it down to my clit. Ben’s hand was still inserted, but his thumb had left my clit free. I pressed into it hard, willing the orgasm to last longer. It began to slow down bit by bit. I let my legs relax finally, and Ben slowly pulled their hand out. My fingers left my clit just as slowly. I looked up just in time to see them licking their middle finger while watching me slowly relax. It was such a hot thing to see, I licked my lips without thinking. They laughed.
“Wow, kid. You do have some impressive orgasms. What a treat.”
“I told you,” Colin said as he let go of me. “You need some breathing room?”
I nodded and slowly pushed myself up. Colin’s hands brushed my shoulders gently. I leaned in a little and he began to gently massage. It was on of my favorite feelings when we banged. Ben seemed a little awkward standing there, so I grabbed their hand pressed it into my cheek, feeling the warmth and smelling myself on their fingers. I looked up at them for a second, and then stood up.
“You okay, Andy?”
“Yeah, just let me smell you.”
“Uh. Okay?”
I wrapped my arms under theirs and pressed my face into their shirt, breathing deeply. I could feel the confusion in their stance. I imagined Ben and Colin making eye contact behind my back. I could basically hear Colin shrug, but this is what I needed. The smell of my partners is so important. Do they use a specific soap? How does their shoulder smell different from their neck? Ben’s hands caressed my hair and shoulders for a few seconds while I calmed down.
I heard Colin shift a little, and turned my head so I could see him. He was laid on the bed, still woefully in his jeans and t-shirt.
“I feel under dressed,” I said.
I let got of Ben and climbed onto the bed, purposefully choosing to climb over Colin and settle near the headboard. I stared pointedly at my companions. The both smiled. Ben was gentle and genuinely amused. Colin’s smile told me he knew I was being a brat on purpose. He might have replied daring me to undress him if it was just the two of us. Ours was a unique dynamic, which teased kinky, but never actually used that word.
Ben started first with their pants. I wondered why I always started with my shirt. It was a habit I wanted to break, but really, it made the most sense to my body. Were people assigned male at birth different for a reason?
I got pulled from my thoughts as I noticed Ben’s underwear. They were simple briefs, but the bulge at the front was nothing to sneeze at. I suppose when you get to bang someone taller than you, they are bound to be big in other ways too. At the same time, Colin was undressing. His bulge was just as distracting, but familiar. I was suddenly intimidated by the task at hand. Two cocks at the same time was definitely going to be a hurdle. I wasn’t about to back down, but I definitely didn’t know where to start.
It was good that I had Colin there to remind me what to do. Both had gotten their shirts off, and wow did they look good. I rolled off the side of the bed and walked to Ben. I kissed their chest and let my hands roam over their shoulders and stomach, using my nails just a little.
Their cock was already half erect, probably from the show earlier. I looked up at them.
“May I?”
“Please do, kitten.”
Woof. No one had ever called me that before. I felt my cunt tense and get a little wetter still. I lowered myself to my knees and began massaging the area around the root of their penis. It was fun to play with the hairs. Gently caressing their balls.
I looked up at them and asked “What do you enjoy from someone’s mouth?”
“Well, I like to pull hair, but I was told that you prefer to be left alone at first. So I’ll just let you know that I don’t particularly enjoy my balls being played with.”
“Thank you for that.”
I let my hand move back up to the shaft and gently kissed the tip. I teased with my tongue just a little before allowing the natural suction to pull the whole head into my mouth. Wide and long. This was not going to be a night for deep-throat work. I moved my head up and down a little, letting the natural rhythm of my breathing set the pace. Ben was frustratingly silent as I did this, so I pulled him in just a little more on the next round, letting my tongue slide under the head. Finally the gasped a little.
I went on for as long as my jaw would hold, and when it hurt too much, I pulled away, letting a trail of saliva slide down my chin. I looked up as they opened their eyes and smiled.
“I like what you can do there, kitten.”
They used their thumb to wipe away a little trail of spit, and smear it over my lips. It was a subtle, but dominating movement and I immediately felt a little smaller. I continued to lick their cock, running my lips down the underside, and gently around the head. My hand grasped the shaft and applied a little pressure at the root. They let me play for a few more minutes, and I had almost forgotten Colin was in the room.
Finally, Ben placed a hand on my cheek and pushed me gently back so I sat on my heels.
“Good work, kitten. How about you show the same love to Colin.”
I looked behind me and Colin was on the bed, laying against the headboard. His hand was gently stroking down his shaft while he watched. I immediately crawled onto the bed and kissed him. We exchanged kisses for a few seconds before he pulled away.
“You’re really hot when you suck cock. Let me see it from this angle.”
I eagerly obeyed. I crawled down to get a better angle between his legs. I started the same way. A gentle kiss, which I allowed to grow into a full sucking motion. I cupped his balls gently the way I knew he enjoyed. He was much more responsive. There were small moans and curses in there. I was doing this perfectly.
Ben came up onto the bed and began playing with my ass. I stopped sucking briefly to moan as his hands massaged my hips and cheeks. However, Colin would have none of it, and pulled my head back down.
“Back to work, girl. Let them do what they need to do,” Colin said.
“Wow, your ass is really fantastic,” Ben said as they slapped it gently.
Their hands continued to roam over my body, until I felt their fingers brush my anus just a little. I moaned with my lips still on Colin’s shaft, where I had moved to give my jaw a break. I eased open my legs, supporting more weight with my shoulders.
“You’re still so wet, Kitten. It’s a wonder you haven’t slipped in this mess.”
Ben’s fingers slipped into my cunt again, pushing against my g-spot. It was a delicious feeling. Their other hand was on my back to keep their balance. I felt myself melt a little bit as they moved their hand in and out. I couldn’t feel the exact number of fingers, but it felt amazing.
“Do you need some pillows, hon?” Colin had noticed my knees sliding.
“Yes, please.”
We all paused for a minute as we pulled some pillows off the second bed and arranged them under my hips to help keep me stable. Once I was in place sucking Colin’s dick again, Ben resumed their work. This time, they had a bottle of lube next to them.
I moaned continuously, trying to keep focused on the cock in my mouth, but it was getting harder as Ben added more fingers to my pussy. Somehow, as I was focusing running my tongue around the head of Colin’s cock, I felt some cold lube drip around my asshole. I immediately squeaked, knowing what was coming. My back tried to curl, but I reminded myself to relax. It wasn’t going to be fun if I tensed all over.
Allowing my hips to rest on the pillows a bit more, I continued to move my tongue over the head of Colin’s dick. His moans were a little more steady. I knew I was slacking in my duty, but it couldn’t be helped.
Finally, with their hand never having left my pussy, Ben pushed a finger into my ass. I moaned and let my head rest to the side of Colin’s pelvis. It felt amazing. They worked both hands for a second, and then slid a second finger into my ass. I relaxed even more, allowing the pleasure to take over. A third finger followed quickly.
“Holy shit…babe. Holy…” I moaned.
“Yeah? You really are easy. Look at how fast I could get three fingers in you. Should I try for the fourth?”
“Yes, oh my god yes.”
Colin cut in “Should I move, or do you want to keep sucking me off?”
Ben’s fourth finger slipped into my ass easily, and I shuddered for a second before returning to my job. Let it never be said I was a slacker. However, it was starting to get harder and harder to suck when all I wanted to do was moan. The moans were getting louder with each movement Ben made. Colin tried to help me out by thrusting a little, but it was no use.
I let go of Colin’s dick and screamed as I was hit with a huge orgasm. I tensed in place, trying not to move, but my toes curled and my head pushed into Colin’s leg. His hand wove into my hair, and pulled it gently. I reached up with my hands and grabbed his hips. Not for any reason except that I needed to get out some tension. My hips began to buck and my voice alternated between crying out loud and gasping for sounds.
Finally, I felt some of the tension leave. I was reduced to gasps as my arms relaxed. Colin’s hand stroked my hair as Ben removed their fingers. I let my legs uncurl.
“Great work, kitten. But I’m not done yet,” Ben said as they removed the gloves they had on.
I turned as much as I could without moving from my post, and they climbed back onto the bed, with a condom in hand.
“I want this pussy around my cock right now.”
I widened my legs for them, showing how excited I was. I opened my mouth and took Colin’s dick once more. He moaned as I sucked with new vigor. His hand wound around my shoulders and in my hair. He was a terrible bottom. Always had to be doing something.
Suddenly, I was full of Ben. They pushed their way easily into my extremely lubricated cunt. They went slowly at first, but when I lifted my hips, inviting them in, they quickly picked up the pace. I moaned around Colin’s cock. He was doing more work now, thrusting as I sucked. It was hard to keep everything up.
“Hon, I’m gonna come soon. Shift up just a little and relax,” Colin advised.
I moved up about four inches, and Ben came with me. This allowed me to open my jaw and bend my neck down.
“That’s right, rest your head on my stomach, and take the whole load for me.”
It was a lot to handle. I felt myself tense up with another orgasm. This one was much smaller than the last few. I threw my hips into Ben’s willing them to go deeper and harder. It was smaller, but it lasted longer. I didn’t yell, but I moaned a lot.
“I’m cumming, hon.”
Colin’s hand grabbed the back of my head and gently held me in place. I felt my own orgasm peak a bit as Colin’s semen filled my mouth. I felt it on my tongue first. It was warmer than everything else. As it kept filling my mouth, I could feel the stickiness of it. It was on the roof of my mouth, and just inside my lips. My back continued to tense and release. Colin’s orgasm had elongated mine. It took all my concentration to keep my jaw slack. The tension in my face caused tears to leak out of my eyes, onto Colin’s stomach. Finally, his hand let go, and I released his dick. I moaned as semen leaked out of the corner of my mouth. I had mostly swallowed so that I could moan more. The bitter taste was a little distracting, but there was still a dick in my pussy, so I bore with it.
I turned back to see if I could look at them, but it was no use. I was too spent, and my fat rolls got in the way.
“Fuck, kitten. You feel amazing. You don’t have to do a thing right now, and I’m gonna cum.”
“Yes, please cum in me.”
“Oh yeah? You looked so sexy taking that load. I love watching you drool over someone’s cock.”
They seemed to talk themselves closer to orgasm. I could feel their thrusts getting more hurried. Their breath came in short gasps. I could tell I wasn’t going to orgasm again, but it felt amazing to have them move. I pulled my hands under me and lifted my weight to my arms. It was easier to rock back into their hips this way.
“Oh yes, kitten. I love how much you want me.”
“I want you so much.”
They thrust a little harder, and I felt them begin to cum. I pushed my ass into their stomach, but moved a little less. They pushed even harder once. Twice. And a third time, they held, wiggling a little near the end. I moaned with satisfaction as they came inside me. They grunted hard, and I felt their tension relax a little. A few more quick thrusts after a second, and they stopped, leaning against my ass.
“Wow, kitten. That was amazing. Your pussy is truly divine.”
“Thank you.”
Ben pulled out and slowly removed the condom. I allowed myself to fall to the side and was about to curl up.
“Hold up, hon. Come up here and let me take care of you,” Colin said.
He moved over a little so that he was on the right side of the bed and I crawled up to his shoulder. It took longer than it should have, but I think he enjoyed watching my struggle. I let my head fall onto his shoulder and his hands gently rubbed my arm. We relaxed while Ben threw the condom away and cleaned a little bit. They grabbed two cups from the table and filled them with water. They handed one to me and the other to Colin. I sat up and began drinking it.
“Thanks.”
“Sure, kitten.”
I shivered a little. That word again. I don’t know how someone could make me feel so small with just one word. This was certainly going to be a dangerous precedent to set so early in the relationship. I would be lying if I said it really bothered me. I enjoyed being wrapped around a finger, and Ben had some really excellent fingers.
“Drink up, Andy. We aren’t done with you yet.”
I smiled into my cup and dutifully drank all of it while Colin stroked my back. Ben had gone to get their own water and was enjoying that on the couch. We all took the opportunity to recover and smile at each other. It was a very hot session.
“You know, I don’t want to sound ungrateful, but I do feel like my ass has gotten about half of the attention it deserves,” I said as I climbed off the bed. Colin smacked my ass as I moved past him.
“Don’t be a brat,” Colin said.
I set my cup on the table and stuck my tongue out at Colin. It was a silent tease. However, it was answered by Ben. They got up from the couch and gently grabbed my hair. They gently used their fingers to push my lips open and placed two fingers into my mouth.
“Ah ah, kitten. I didn’t say I was done with your ass, did I? It’s nice to know we both want the same thing, but I get to tell you what’s happening, remember?”
They moved their fingers and turned my shoulders to face them. They took control and roughly kissed me, not leaving any question of who was in charge. I moaned around their lips, as their hands roughly pulled at my nipples.
“Ah, you enjoy nipple play? How rough do you like it, little kitten?”
I giggled. “If I can put on a shirt without wincing, you failed.”
They laughed out loud. It was a booming laugh. Genuine. It touched me in a place that didn’t make my cunt tremble. It was a place that I could imagine genuine feelings forming from. This adorable human was dangerous for my well-being a I loved it.
But it was no time to worry about that. Their lips were back at mine and their handles pulled harder at my nipples. They pinched as I moaned, testing how much I would take before moving away. I think they were pleasantly surprised by my threshold. I moaned my way through their pinching and pulling while their teeth tugged on my lips. It was a great way to get me worked up, but I could tell it was helping them too. Their erection was slowly starting to grow again.
“To the bed.”
It was an order murmured forcefully into my mouth, but they followed it up with a push. It wasn’t enough for me to hit the floor, but I did stumble a little bit. I got to the bed and sat down, waiting for the next instruction. Ben wasted no time. They got down on their knees and pulled my hips towards them. I hesitated just a hair, but opened my legs and laid back. When I looked towards the head of the bed, Colin was lounging again, just smiling and stroking his cock gently.
Ben lost no time. Their face was buried deep in my vulva. I lifted my pelvis a bit to let their tongue find my clit. They let it play there for a second, but quickly pushed it between my labia. I let myself be taken into the sensations. Receiving oral wasn’t historically my favorite, but I focused on their hands around my thighs and their tongue pushing across my vulva. It wouldn’t be enough to make me orgasm on it’s own. It would also be something to work on later, which I didn’t have an audience. I didn’t know if Ben would be comfortable receiving feedback with Colin there.
I let them play with me, moaning when things felt good and stretching my hands up to Colin when I needed to release tension being built. It was a perfect tease to get me ready for what I knew was coming.
They pulled away, and I could see the fluids in their beard. My fluids. I knew the smell so well, even though it had changed recently thanks to the hormones. I had just enough time to smile before they adjusted to slip their fingers inside me again. Somehow, they smoothly stood up and brought their face to mine. How the hell did both of these people have such strong cores? They smelled strongly of me, and I felt a brief moment of pride. That was me stuck in their beard. I was the dominant smell on them.
Their lips brushed mine, allowing their bread to paint my face with my own smell. They waited for a minute, inviting me up to them. I lifted my head, but couldn’t connect. I opened my eyes as their fingers stopped. Their eyes were playful, but stern. This was a test. I lifted more, trying hard to reach my lips to theirs. They moved again, evading me. I pouted and let my head fall back. Then they suddenly clenched his fingers into my g-spot and pressed their lips into mine hard. I gasped and they took the opportunity to stick their tongue in my mouth. It was a ploy of dominance. I didn’t paint them with my smell. they painted me with my own. It was a warning not to get too cocky.
They continued like this for another few minutes. Teasing, and then dominating. Their fingers alternated between my g-spot and my clit. I was pretty sure there was a puddle underneath me.
“Hey, Ben, I’m starting to get a bit cold up here.”
I had almost forgotten Colin was there. Again. Ben smiled and then pulled away, leaving me open and exposed. Their hand trailed discharge down my thigh as they pulled out and I didn’t move, waiting for their order.
“Well, kitten. You heard him. Go warm him up.”
I flipped over and looked at Colin. He wasn’t quite erect, but he was getting closer. I climbed up to him, feeling a whole new energy. It was time for the main event, at last.
I straddled Colin, letting his cock rest between my ass cheeks and bent down to kiss him. He leaned into it and we exchanged familiar tongue motions and nibbled on each other’s lips. He pulled my head to the side and began to chew on my neck that way he was so good at. I moaned into his ear and let my hips slide back a little. I could feel him more erect, and began to wiggle, hoping to stroke him a little with the motions.
“Oh yes, Andy. That’s excellent,” Colin moaned into my shoulder.
He chewed harder on my neck and his hands groped around my shoulders and down my back. He was looking for some hold. I was beginning to lose some control from being so turned on. I was focused on keeping my weight on my hands.
I stopped him and turned to Ben, who was already holding out a condom. They had already put one on their own cock, and they had evidently been enjoying the mini show, because they were hard as a rock. I lifted myself back to straddle Colin’s legs and tore open the condom wrapper. I pinched the top and slowly rolled the sides down. Colin, grabbed it and finished because he knew I was still timid about the process. He smiled at me.
“Good job, hon.”
I wiggled a little at the praise. Then I gently lifted my hips and lowered myself onto his cock. He tried to help get inserted at first, but I swatted his hand away with an internal eye roll. He cannot reach into my labia to help, no matter how much he thinks he can. I felt his cock enter, and I let myself down all the way, easing my knees apart just a little more. He let his eyes half close, and I began to move a little bit. It was more just to make sure he was fully erect, but he moaned a little and his hands rubbed my thighs.
I suddenly felt more weight on the bed and Colin’s legs opened a little behind me, allowing Ben the room they needed to get right behind me.
“Hey kitten, you gotta lean forward.”
I felt their whisper more than I heard it because their lips were right on my ear. I shivered at the feeling, and their hands gently pushed my shoulders forward. I slowly leaned forward, adjusting my hips as I went to keep Colin inserted. I slipped back a little and lifted my ass a little. This would allow Colin more room to thrust, and exposed more of my ass to Ben.
Colin had lifted his arms, and let me nestle mine under. I let more weight fall onto his chest.
“Let me know if it’s too much weight, okay?”
“I will, don’t worry,” he smile and kissed my cheek.
his hands found my shoulders. It wasn’t an easy position to hold, but I wasn’t sure we would have to hold it long. I was already so turned on, and Ben was going to have the easiest time out of the three of us.
I squeaked a little as I felt the lube on my ass again. Their fingers worked it into my anus and onto their cock. I breathed out as they gently pushed the tip against me.
“Let me know when we need to stop, kitten. I’m all ears.”
They pushed a little, and it felt amazing. I had Colin’s cock in me, and here was Ben’s, longer and a tad thicker. I moaned, wrapping my lips around a piece of Colin’s shoulder. They eased in a little more, and I let myself relax even more. They kept going until they were all the way in. I felt a tiny twinge of pain as my muscles tensed.
“Hold here for a second,” I said, feeling a little bit of wetness in my eyes. I didn’t think this would be the type of session where I would cry, but the sensations must have overwhelmed me.
“You got it kitten,” Ben said.
We all waited, breathing a little deeper. I moaned a little as I shifted slightly. My chest was pressing into Colin’s and his hands were gently pulling at my hair and shoulders. I felt my muscles relax even more, and the pain left.
“Okay. You can go now. Slow at first.”
Ben slowly pulled out a little, and I moaned again. There was so much happening all over my body. Colin’s breath on my shoulder and my legs around his hips. His cock inside me as he slowly rocked his hips up. Ben slowly pressing into me again. Their hands on my hip and back.
There was one more faint pain as Ben began to speed up a little bit, but it gave way to a full and satisfied sensation. I continued to moan, and stopped trying to shift as they went a little faster.
“Holy shit, kitten. You feel amazing.”
“I think this tightened your pussy up more than that plug, Andy.”
I could hear their moans, and I lifted my ass a little, countering Ben pushing in and Colin’s pulling out. I was starting to feel a rhythm and my holes were starting to loosen up from the lube and motion.
“Fuck me.”
I growled it into Colin’s shoulder, but it was loud enough for them to hear.
“You sure, kitten?”
“Yes, please. Fuck me. Hard. More. Now.”
Ben took the order like a champ and increased their movements. It was deeper and faster. I felt their grunts with each push. Colin groaned a little under me, but he was struggling to thrust properly without his legs.
It didn’t matter, because I was drooling into his shoulder. It felt so amazing. Ben was pushing harder and I could feel their hands over my ass, groping and occasionally smacking it. I let out a squeal every time, and I think that was part of what they liked. It wasn’t long before my body began to shake. It was too hot for me to handle.
“I think I’m gonna come.”
“Yes, kitten, come for me.”
I let my tension go. I felt myself crying out, and it felt like sobbing. I heard Colin breathing harder. I felt his hand pull my hair, and I curled my neck into it, stretching open my mouth in a pathetic scream. Ben thrust harder, grabbing my hips and leaning more weight into Colin and I. My holes both tensed as I began to feel waves of the orgasm crashing over me. I was sobbing into Colin’s shoulder, with my hands under his arms, nails digging into his biceps.
I heard Ben start to orgasm right after me.
“Oh fuck, baby. God this feels amazing.”
Their thrusts were even more powerful now, and I rocked my ass back into their cock, trying to get as much as possible into me. I felt Colin slip out of my pussy, and I wanted that back, but it was too late. I was in the middle of a huge orgasm, and Ben was working through their own too. We came without Colin, rocking into each other, and I felt lube and vaginal discharge leak out over his cock.
“That’s right. Come for us, hon. This is so fucking hot.”
Ben finally stopped and gently pulled out. I was trying to catch my breath, but Colin had started moving his hands up and down my body. I didn’t quite realize that Ben had left the bed, but apparently, Colin had. He grabbed me and began to turn me onto my back.
“Come on, hot stuff. I need to fuck you hard right now.”
I was still feeling tender and disoriented, but I let him turn me onto my back. He was inside before I could tell what happened. I moaned, and he smiled over me.
“That’s right, Andy. I get to fuck you hard because I didn’t come with you and Ben.”
I moaned my consent and grabbed his arms, trying to be as responsive as usual. But it wasn’t working, and he knew it. He grabbed my hands one after the other and put them above my head. I could feel his weight over them with one arm. I was pinned. I looked at him still thrusting into me. Fucking tall asshole. Immediately, his other hand came up to my mouth and pulled my head to the side.
“I know what you’re thinking and you can stop sassing me now.”
I moaned. How did this non-kinky human do these things?!
I struggled against his weight, trying to get anything free so I could thrash. I was feeling overwhelmed by sensations again. But his hold was good, and I was tired from having so many orgasms already. All I could do was lay back and lift my hips, trying to let him deeper into me.
“You want me to come in your pussy?”
“Yes please.”
“You have to say it.”
“I want you to please come in my pussy. Please.”
“Good girl.”
I tensed once more, arching my back and letting my feet push against the bedding. It was amazing to feel so taken, and to be praised. The orgasm was small, but it was enough for Colin, who began thrusting with more intensity, but in shorter bursts. He moaned in my ear.
“Fuck, you’re so easy to…fuck.”
I cried a little, feeling some tears trickle out of my eyes. Colin thrust a few more times, releasing his semen into the condom, and then he relaxed. He let me have my arms and face back. I stretched my arms out and gently lifted my head to kiss him. It was soft and caring. We did that for a few seconds, and then he pulled out and got off the bed to take off the condom. I felt very cold and left.
Ben came up to me and I pulled their arm, indicating I wanted them on the bed with me. They climbed on and we shifted so that I was in the center. I buried my head into their shoulder and let out a few sobs. They were just left over tension from the evening’s activities. They quietly stroked my hair as I burrowed into their chest and wrapped my legs into theirs.
Colin eventually came from the bathroom. We were already half-asleep. He turned out the lights and climbed onto my other side. I could feel that he was wearing soft pants, and I eased my ass back, gently pressing it into his pelvis. He chuckled and wrapped his arm around my middle. I laced my fingers with his, and we rested them between my chest and Ben’s. And that’s how I fell asleep.
~~~
I blinked my eyes open a little as my hand slipped from Colin’s. He was up and moving around. Ben was still snoring soundly. It was already 7?
Colin quietly bustled around the room, putting on clothes and picking up possessions. I watched him from where I was with my head on Ben’s chest. Somehow, I ended up under a blanket, with my legs wrapped around Ben’s left leg. They were on their back, with their arm behind my shoulders.
Colin had everything and glanced back at me. We made eye contact and I lifted myself up. He walked over and we kissed once, letting it linger at little.
“Thanks for the introduction, hot stuff.”
“No problem. Have fun on your date today.”
“Thanks!”
“Good bye. I love you.”
“I love you too, hon.”
We kissed again, quicker this time. Colin pulled away first and smiled at me. As he opened the door, I settled onto Ben’s chest again, waiting for the 9 o’clock alarm before I would get up.

Indigo Writes Erotica: Straight No Chaser

My second attempt at writing erotica, which (like my first attempt) is written in collaboration with Sheets of San Francisco. I hope you enjoy!


Sarah was excited to finally have the house to herself. After the guests left from the party, she had made plans to really enjoy her evening solo. Though everyone at the party was delightful, she had drunk too much wine, and her two primary partners both agreed to leave for the night instead of coercing her into sex.
She thought about which toys she was planning to use, as she looked at the various options. Of course, the sheets were already over the bed because she had decided a long time ago to use the Pure Wand and really squirt this evening. She briefly considered using another dildo just to extend the session, but decided against it. With just the Pure Wand, she would be able to play for at least half an hour. That was enough time for her, as tipsy as she was.
She pulled out a small vibrator and the Pure Wand and settled onto the towel she had laid on top of the waterproof sheet. The sheet was nice for preventing seepage to the mattress and comforter, but the towel helped absorb some of the sweat which was going to happen. Sexy is squirting a whole bunch. Hot is the feeling of sweat pooling under your back onto a waterproof sheet.
She started with just the vibrator, pushing it up against her clit. Since she wasn’t quite turned on yet, she used more force than normal, exploring the head and the hood before moving down to the legs of her clit. Just between the head and the vaginal entrance, she placed a little less pressure and rubbed the vibrator up and down. She could feel herself beginning to get aroused.
Her hand wandered to the dildo and slipped it in. Thanks to her natural lubrication, it slipped in with ease and she began to gently wiggle it. While she moved, she imagined her partners, both great men and so different.
She imagined Mac’s body so thin and sleek, laying across her bed. His hair messed up from when she pulled his face into her vulva. She was able to be more dominant with Mac, and she often used his hair to guide him. She felt her body tense a little as she remembered the sex they had, and revisited every sensation. His lips on hers, and the feeling her him as she placed her fingers into his vagina. The taste of his dick as she sucked until he came. He doesn’t squirt as often as he used to, but she loves the taste when he does.
She almost came from that thought alone, as the dildo thrust a little bit more, making her moan and her g-spot swell. She took the vibrator away from her clit, and stopped the motion of the dildo. It was too good to tease herself. She needed to put off the orgasm. Despite her efforts, a very small orgasm persisted, and she placed the vibrator against herself again, ramping it up just a little bit. It was a little weak from her attempt to tease herself, and she sighed, knowing that she lost a good orgasm because of her own greediness.
But if she couldn’t tease herself, she could force herself to orgasm more.
She removed the dildo, and let it rest on her thigh. The weight felt good in the nook where her thigh met her groin. The handle was cold, while the part that had been inserted was warm. She took the vibrator and eased it up and down her thighs, quietly letting herself get aroused again. When she felt her vulva begin to swell, she placed the vibrator gently on the outer lips and teased it up and down, lingering on the flesh that covered her clit. It was so sensitive that it didn’t need the pressure it normally wanted. Well, it didn’t need it…yet.
She let her mind wander away from Mac and onto Chris. They were physically opposites. Where Marc was short and sleek, Chris was huge, almost 6’5″ and built like a brick wall. She delighted in his hugs when she was feeling submissive because they made her feel small.
In bed, they were opposites as well. Marc enjoyed being a bottom, and often wanted her to do unspeakable things to him. Chris was the opposite. He had tried receiving some things, but found it unfulfilling and really thrived on making her squirm.
Sarah revisited the memory from earlier in the evening. She and Chris were making some platters and he placed a piece of cheese on her shoulder, right at the sweet spot where it was about to curve upward and gently started at her ear with his tongue, and licked down the curve to where the cheese was. He bit it off of her shoulder, letting his teeth scrape into her skin just a little.
She felt herself getting wetter at this thought. Chris was so dominant, and that’s what she wanted right now. As she pushed the dildo deeper into her g-spot, she felt there was more liquid than before. She knew she would squirt with this orgasm. At that thought, she realized that the fantasies and replays were more for background noise. What was really driving this orgasm was the thought of her own juices running over the sheet. She pictured how hot and red her vulva must be.
The vibrator was deep into her clit, using more pressure than many people would enjoy. She placed even more pressure on it, feeling how it moved her clit back and forth. She briefly imagined Chris’s face over hers, telling her to orgasm now, before the vibrator was taken away.
Then it started, she felt the orgasm swell and explode. She curled her toes and turned her head into the pillow, moaning as loud as she could without disturbing the neighbors. She felt her hand thrust the dildo faster, almost of it’s own volition. As the orgasm got longer, she could feel the drops of ejaculate on her thighs and knees.
Finally, the pleasure eased up, and she could pull the vibrator away from her clit. She removed the dildo and felt her own cum run down her ass onto the bed. After taking a moment to breathe deeply and relax all her muscles, she stood up and examined the puddle. It was huge. She took a quick picture and sent it to both her partners.
“Thoughts of you in physical form. ;)”

Indigo Writes Erotica: Something More Scrumptious

Hello everyone! I’ve been wanting to try my hand at writing erotica for awhile now, and I finally have the opportunity to do so, thanks to Sheets of San Francisco! I hope you enjoy my first try at a food play scene. Enjoy!
Trigger Warnings: Food Play, Sensation play with sharps (but no breaking skin), D/S dynamics


Some dry, uncooked pasta and cherry tomatoes sit on a cutting board.
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I did everything right. I had calmly opened every door as we went to the store and I happily carried the basket full of pasta and sauce. A little cheese, and a collection of spices. When we got home, they watched as I stripped off every garment and put on the apron that I was ordered to wear while I cooked.
It was a simple meal, but Sir had to make sure everything was right. So they didn’t sit at the table in the other room. Instead they pulled a stool in and sat in the kitchen. It was a tease, because I had to move around them to get out all the ingredients, giving ample opportunities to grope my ass. They held my wooden spoon, promising to correct me if I so much as measured the pasta wrong. It was a tease, but they were also keeping an eye on me.
“Oh pup, pay attention, the pasta is boiling over.”
I quickly turned down the burner and stepped away from the stove. I closed my eye and felt the sting of the spoon before I heard it.
“I’m sorry sir.”
“That’s okay, pup. I’m sure it was an accident. I just don’t want you to be so careless with my dinner. Or my dessert.”
They bit my ear and gently rubbed where the spoon had landed, reassuring me that it was all okay, that I was still within their power. I sighed and tried to grab the pot of pasta. It was time to drain it. But they stopped me and poured it themself.
“I do not want my pup to burn themself for my sake. I have to keep your skin as healthy as possible, so I can enjoy my dinner plate. I’ll finish this up, it’s time for my plate to be washed.”
They quickly patted my head and gave me a kiss. I could see their cock beginning to harden already, and I was proud that I put on a good show. I went to the bathroom and began to shower. I had to be extra careful this time because I wasn’t just getting clean for myself. I was getting clean for a dinner guest.
It took about 30 minutes for a thorough wash. I was enjoying how the water felt, but I knew that Sir would not want me to dawdle too long. Teasing was one thing, but waiting was another. I toweled off and left the bathroom, not bothering to put on a robe. Earlier that day, we had already placed waterproof sheets on the bed and laid out a few toys for the scene.
Sir was already waiting near the bed.
“Good work. I’m thinking that perhaps I should call you something other than pup today, since it’s such a special occasion. I was thinking Cupcake. It makes sense, because you’re going to be my dessert today.”
I shivered under their touch and feeling their words over my body. I was already being fucked in their imagination.
“Come on, Cupcake. Lay down on your stomach, and I want you to look at this chair here.”
The dining table chair had been moved over to our sleeping area and I laid down, with my head to the right. It would give me a good view if I strained my neck a little. But I stayed still for now, because Sir did not give me permission to look. They had already taken off their shirt, and I could see their breasts moving as they brought over a few pieces of cheese and sat down.
Some brown bread and a wedge of swiss cheese sit on a cutting board. It's a top view of this.
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“Cupcake, I’m going to make you a deal. I’ll place one piece here.”
I felt a slice rest on my neck, touching the base of my skull and the crook where my shoulders met my neck. If I moved even a little, it would fall. I knew immediately what was going to happen.
“If that piece falls, I will have to punish you. It would be a shame, since I was so nice to have this appetizer while the pasta cools.”
I smiled and kept myself still as they places more pieces onto my shoulders. This is where the appetizer area was. I saw them sit down, spreading their legs just a little. I had one glimpse of their erection before I felt a cold piece of metal against my spine. A small fork.
Sir trailed it up and down my spine a few times, teasing me with the points. I felt a pressure on my shoulder and then one piece of cheese lifted from my shoulder. I heard a gentle sigh of enjoyment and some chewing. The fork resumed it’s teasing, trailing over my shoulders and back. Occasionally, it made a pass across one cheek, and I would softly gasp.
“You’re being so good, Cupcake. Don’t ruin it yet.”
I felt one hand touch my cheek, where the spoon left a red mark. A reminder of what happens when the serving platter gets above it’s station. Another piece of cheese lifted. It was hard to tell how many were left.
“I’ve never had cheese so fresh and so delicious. I’m surprised it didn’t melt onto you because you are unbelievably hot today.”
“Thank you sir.”
I felt that pressure again, and this time it came with a little pinch. I sighed as the cheese left my shoulder.
“Sir, I think you might have pricked me.”
I used my jaw as little as possible so as to not fail at my one task. I knew sir would still expect me to be a good platter until we confirmed skin was broken.
“I’m sorry, Cupcake. There’s no blood, just some indents from the fork. Should we stop, or are you okay?”
“I’m really great, Sir. Please continue enjoying your meal.”
I smiled as one more piece of cheese disappeared. We were getting close to done with this course and I could feel it because Sir spent more time with their hands on me than with their fork on me. I felt them lean into the bed. Their tongue ran up my shoulder and I felt their teeth close around the last piece right next to my ear. They stayed there and slowly chewed and swallowed. I was surprised to notice how much that sound turned me on. I had been wet when I lay down, but now I could feel it slipping from between my labia.
“You did a great job, love. I know how wet you are right now. Since you were so good, I want to reward you. You’re going to get to come for me.”
I shivered but didn’t move. I wasn’t sure what Sir wanted, but I was sure it wasn’t for me to move. And that’s when I felt their leg on mine. I could feel one foot hook at my knee and pull my leg over, exposing my holes to them.
“How are you feeling today, Cupcake? Should I avoid anything? Any hole in particular?”
“No, Sir. My pussy is craving your attention though.”
He laughed. “Don’t tell me what to do, or you’ll end up with a punishment.”
I knew I said the right thing, and this was just a little reminder of power. Even though I was going to orgasm, I needed to be reminded it was because of Sir. And it was for Sir. Their enjoyment of me was my reward. It did not take long, either. One hand put pressure into my shoulders, and I felt the other hand trail down my back, touching my anus very briefly, and then a finger slid into my pussy. It normally took at least a little lube, but I was so wet from the appetizer, I didn’t need any today.
I let my hips slide open and moaned deeply as another finger slid in, followed by a third. I felt their thumb on my clit. How were they getting that angle? It started soft at first but with a moan, it turned into the pressure that Sir knew I liked best. It was too much already. Between being teased while cooking, the play with the cheese, and the pressure on my torso from their hand, I came fast. It wasn’t a large orgasm. It would take a bit more than a thumb for that, but Sir was pleased anyway. I could tell from their breath, and they way they dropped to their elbow as I came under them. They kissed my neck gently.
“Good job, Cupcake. Now I can finish my dinner. Close your legs so I can plate it.”
I felt a little lost after they walked away. I was clearly deep in subspace, and needing contact. They returned with two bowls and touched me. They immediately knew I was feeling lost and they place both hands on my shoulder and leaned down to me.
“I’m sorry, Cupcake. I didn’t mean to leave you so suddenly. Are you okay?”
I nodded and finally closed my legs. I felt Sir’s arms on me. The weight was grounding and I immediately stopped shaking. I was back to being the platter Sir deserved.
“I’m okay, thank you Sir. Please enjoy your meal.”
A plate of spaghetti with red meat sauce and cheese on top. There is a fork being pushed into the spaghetti.
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They planted a kiss on my head and I could briefly feel their breasts warm and soft on my back. Then they pushed away. The next weight was a cold circle of a bowl on my shoulders. And then warm pasta was set right into the small of my back. The bowl was switched out, and I felt some liquid trickle onto my sides. The spaghetti sauce. It had been made with Sir’s recipe, with their eyes watching my every move. Now, they would enjoy it off of me.
I kept very still as Sir undid their belt buckle and lowered their pants to the floor. I felt a bit more liquid trickle from my vagina. I had done such a good job that Sir’s cock was hard. I could see how they struggled, wanting to fuck me, but also wanting to torture me. I knew Sir was strong enough to resist their urge.
And then the fork was back, trailing over my skin. I felt it dig into the pasta and every noodle moved over my back. It tickled me, and teased. I felt a little sauce move out of the hollow and trail down my ass. It tickled a little, but it didn’t get far before I felt Sir’s tongue lap it up. I giggled as I felt his tongue flick over my asshole. It hadn’t gone quite that deep, but the clean up was thorough.
“Oh, fuck Cupcake. I can’t take anymore. I need your holes right now.”
“Yes sir!”
Their hand pushed the remaining dinner off of my back onto the sheet, and I felt the sauce smear over my skin. A little ran down my hip and under my belly. I felt them climb onto the bed and opened my legs. Their cock was right between my cheeks, teasing a little. I knew that they would choose my vagina because they didn’t grab a condom. Being fluid bonded only went so far. I lifted myself to my elbows, and arched my back, showing my eagerness.
“What a waste.” I barely murmured it, but Sir caught what I said.
“Oh, Cupcake, I knew you would say that. Don’t worry. After we make a mess, I’ll watch you clean it all up. In fact, here’s a bit now. Have a snack, love.”
I felt a stray pasta run up my side and over my shoulder. Their fingers pressed the pasta into my mouth and I happily sucked it in, getting a little sauce on my chin. As the last bit of noodle disappeared, I felt their cock slide into me at last. It was good to be fat and fucked at the same time.
“Oh gods, you are so hot, pup. I love your curves and your ass.”
I felt hand smear more sauce across my back and Sir leaned their full weight on me. I felt their hair hit my shoulders, and I shuddered again. The weight of their body pushed their tits against my back. They growled in my ear, which told me how much control they had given up. I was no longer their platter. I was a pup.
I growled back and felt their teeth sink into my shoulder as they thrust harder into me. I whined and lifted my ass, letting them go as deep as possible. They held their bite into my shoulder, and grunted loudly. I could feel their orgasm coming, and I was eager for them to come.
“Oh please sir, come for me.”
“You got it, pup.”
I moaned loudly as I felt them shudder above me and they came into me. They thrust hard for about 10 seconds, before slowing down and finally they collapsed into my body and I lowered myself into the bed.
“Fuck, babe. That felt amazing. Are you okay?”
“Yes, pup. Did you come?”
“No, sir. But I feel more than satisfied.”
“I’m glad. Once I recover a bit, I’m going to finish my dinner. With your help, if you like. And then I would like something more scrumptious.”
We smiled as Sir pulled a noodle off my back and lowered it, bottom first, into my mouth.