Below is a brief excerpt from The Gangbang Threesome (My Sexy Double Penetration with my Best Friend and Her Boyfriend) by Emilie Lefebvre.
Please note that this ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during an FFM ménage a trois with a boyfriend and two college girls. It includes first lesbian sex, rough sex, threesome sex, sex toys, first anal sex, double penetration, and more explicit content. You should not read this book if that will offend you or if you are not of legal age in your location.
How about a preview? Here you go!
I hadn’t even regained control of my breathing and withdrawn my fingers from my pussy when the door suddenly swung open and Beatrice walked in. As if that wasn’t embarrassing enough, Jonah came in behind her.
Fuck.
I hurriedly grabbed for the blanket to throw over myself, but it was too late. Besides, I was still on the tail end of an orgasm, and the strained, moan-like gasp for breath that I exhaled was enough to blow my cover. Beatrice froze in her tracks, eyes wide and pinned directly on me, and Jonah turned to the side and awkwardly studied the wall.
“Sorry,” I said wheezily. My cheeks were bright red with embarrassment.
Beatrice didn’t say anything. At first, I thought it was because she was mad that I had been so careless as to risk her boyfriend seeing me pleasuring myself or something of that sort. But then I realized her silence was for a totally different reason.
Her eyes narrowed, and I recognized her expression: lust. It threw me for a loop. What the hell was she thinking? Was she seriously looking at me like she was a starving woman and I was the sandwich? Maybe she was just still horny for earlier and wanted to get it on with Jonah.
Yes, that had to be it.
“I’ll get out of your way,” I told her, grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around me so that I could get to my feet without revealing myself.
The next thing I knew, Beatrice had stepped toward me and yanked the sheet away. It fluttered into a pile around my feet. Goosebumps perked on my bare, exposed skin, but I wasn’t sure if it was from the slight chill in the air-conditioned room or if it was from the sheer unnaturalness of being completely exposed in front of my best friend and her boyfriend.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
Again, she didn’t reply. Instead, she leaned forward, and I was kissing her with so much passion that it made our earlier kiss seem like a joke.