S60 Fic: The Point of a Threesome (Lauren Graham/Alexis Bledel/Matt Albie; en.sea.xvii)
TITLE: The Point of a Threesome
AUTHOR: 38gnihsurc
PAIRING: Lauren Graham/Alexis Bledel/Matt Albie (Real/Real/Fictional)
RATING: en.sea.xvii
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone. And I'm not insinuating that LG and AB have some sort of relationship behind the scenes; I'm not suggesting anything about their private lives. I'm having fun. That's all.
SPOILERS: S60 1x06
WARNINGS: Threesome, femslash, RPS, real people mixing in a fictional world, PWP, etc.
NOTES: I might be on crack. Also, if this is less than hot, blame it on the fact that I find writing a threesome incredibly difficult to do when my whole family is in the next room.
Lauren watched from the doorway, wearing nothing more than her ankle-strap shoes and the shirt Matt had been wearing earlier that evening. She sipped scotch from a tumbler and twirled one tendril of her rich, brown hair around one of her fingers.
After crying out loudly, Alexis slumped back against the bedding and rubbed her flushed cheek against one of Matt's pillows. Lauren felt her stomach tighten as Matt kissed his way from the younger woman's hip to her breasts and then to her lips; she wondered if it was improper to be sharing a man with the actress who played her daughter on a television show.
"The point of a threesome," Matt said once he was on his side, next to Alexis, and looking at Lauren, "is to be three, together. At the same time."
Lauren grinned. "You're pretty smart."
"And you were going to pass up my number," Matt replied, grinning back at her as he let his hand drop to Alexis' stomach. His fingers brushed over her skin and made her arch and shift again. "Pretty silly, don't you think? To pass up on all this?"
"I don't know," Lauren murmured, walking towards the bed after setting her glass down on the nearby dresser, "because you did write an unbearably long set up for a jingle."
"I can do better," Matt promised.
She smirked. "Prove it," she challenged.
"Oooh, I smell a challenge coming on," Alexis purred. "A clash of the titans if you will."
"I'm more than a titan," Lauren insisted as she started to unbutton her blouse, one button at a time and very slowly. "Matt can be a titan, but I'm like a titan times four million. Infinity. I'm Infini-tan."
Alexis giggled, her bright blue eyes glistening when she reopened them and looked at the other two people in the room. "That sounds like a bad, infomercial tanning product."
"It kind of does," Matt agreed as he sat up, letting his legs hang over the side of the bed as he put one of his hands on the flat expanse of Lauren's stomach. He leaned in and replaced his fingers with his lips. Then, he looked up at her and whispered, "I'll let you be so powerful, you can't be qualified with a simple name, if you take those shoes off and come to bed."
"Mmmm... that's an offer..."
"You can't refuse?" Alexis asked.
Lauren tilted her head to one side and smirked again. "I want to watch Matt spread you wide and fuck you, too."
Alexis' eyes widened in mock-shock. "You kiss your daughter with that mouth?" she asked, gasping a little before she dissolved into giggles again.
"I hope so," Lauren shot back, before giggling, too.
"God," Matt groaned, flopping onto his back, "you two will give me a heart attack or something. If you wanted to do me in---"
He stopped talking when Lauren kneeled on the bed, still in her shirt and shoes, and pressed her body against the other woman's; she kissed Alexis lightly at first, but then she demanded a deeper kiss and no one complained.
&&&&
Lauren loved how long Alexis' fingers were; she could not stop whimpering about them as the younger woman drove them in and out of her core to mimic what Matt's tongue had resumed doing to Alexis from behind.
"Oh god don't stop those fingers are---oh my god I didn't know they could curl like that!" Lauren moaned, rocking her body against the bed and Alexis.
"Th-they can and they d-do-o," Alexis murmured, her voice broken by gasps Matt evoked from within her body. "Feel 'em curve, baby."
"Ohhhh, I do," Lauren promised, moaning wordlessly after speaking.
"How are you two so hot?" Matt asked, settling between Alexis' splayed legs and stroking her back.
Lauren propped herself up on her elbows and shrugged. "Because we are... nearly perfect goddesses," she suggested.
"I might buy that," he admitted, offering her a boyish grin.
"Is the point of threesomes to banter back and forth all night?" Alexis asked, craning her neck to look at Matt.
She pouted and he felt himself harden into whatever was firmer than steal inside of his boxers. Her lips were definitely perfect, even if the women were only nearly perfect, he had decided. He also decided that he would spend a lot of time that night kissing them with his.
"Maybe," Lauren replied, reaching down and brushing her fingers through Alexis' silky, straight hair. "Mmm, kid, you've got great hair. I want your stylist to be my stylist."
"Can you not call me kid while my thumb's pressed against your clit?" Alexis asked. "While I'm inside of you?"
"God... that's hot," Matt muttered before kissing Alexis' back.
"He likes it when we talk dirty," Lauren told her costar.
Alexis snorted. "I'm talking dirty. You're talking stylists."
"Maybe he likes that, too," Lauren suggested, shrugging.
"Oh, baby, oh, baby," Matt drawled, before kissing the two dimples on Alexis' back and cupping her ass in his hands.
Alexis giggled and she must have curled her fingers again, before Lauren's arms fell out from under her, unable to support her torso, so she fell back onto the mattress.
"Maybe my stylist does this with your stylist," Lauren mumbled, reaching behind her and grabbing the headboard with her hands. "But in those fun up and down chairs. With the hose and the sink... and the hairbrushes and Velco rollers."
Matt looked up. "How do Velco rollers work into your fantasy?" he inquired, slightly concerned.
"Wouldn't you like to know," she purred.
Matt shrugged and nodded.
&&&&
Alexis had been shy growing up---and even when she was acting in front of the camera for her show, she still felt shy. She tried to combat the impulse to curl into a ball and hide, with school plays and mental exercises; having her body spread open and exposed by a man more than a couple years older than her while the woman who played the mother on her television show watched and contributed when she wanted to was an entirely different experience altogether and she didn't think there were any exercises to help with that particular type of shyness.
"I want to put the condom on," Lauren insisted, shaking her from her thoughts.
"I'll bet you always want to put the condom on," Matt commented.
"Sometimes I don't want there to be a condom at all," Lauren replied. She reached out and gently squeezed Alexis' breast. "But this one's dirty," she added in a teasing tone of voice, "and I don't wanna catch what she's got."
"Youth? Vitality?" Alexis asked.
"Who'd want to catch those?" Matt asked, smiling.
"Screw the condom," she said quietly, looking up at Matt.
"Uh... well, technically, I'm going to screw you," Matt pointed out, "and then your mom."
"Nice talk," Lauren deadpanned.
Alexis rolled her eyes. "No, seriously. I'm clean. Unless you want to catch youth. But, I don't know how that works. If I fuck you a few years younger, that'd be... well, impressive to say the least."
"No kidding," Matt agreed. "And maybe we've discovered the point of inappropriate threesomes, you and I, Alexis."
She smirked. "So maybe you can convince my mother to clean me up while you recuperate."
"God, you're a dirty kid," Matt commented. He looked at Lauren. "Did you raise this girl to be so filthy? You should have washed her mouth out with soap eons ago. And then taught her that innocence is a virtue---"
"Innocence, shminnocence," Lauren interjected. "I raised this one at sixteen. I mean, seriously. You know what I had to be doing at sixteen?"
"Standing on a street corner in Amsterdam?"
She leaned up and rewarded Matt with a kiss. "Funny boy," she whispered against his lips. "You're going to screw her... and then I'll clean up the mess," she breathed, running her hands over his shoulders and chest.
Matt groaned. "And then please tell me I get to fuck you."
"Anyway you want, funny boy."
"Promises, promises," he whispered, tugging her in for another kiss.
Alexis watched and wondered where she fit, where she belonged, and what would happen when the passion and lust died away.
But then Lauren and Matt turned to look at her and she swallowed hard; her thoughts melted away and she squirmed against the sheets.
&&&&
"Mmm... just relax, kid," Lauren whispered in Alexis' ear. "This is gonna feel good..."
"I've had sex before," Alexis grunted. She reached out with one of her legs, hooking it around Matt's waist as he leaned towards her. Lauren reached out and smoothed her hand over Alexis' leg.
"Quit it, both of you," Matt mumbled. "Please, oh, please. Quit it."
"We're too much for him," Lauren purred, reclining again. She pressed her lips to Alexis' collarbone. "Think Scott Patterson could handle us?"
"Baseball player turned actor," Alexis whispered, arching her back a bit, "I don't know. Matty's a writer... he's made of stronger stuff, isn't he?"
"What about David Sutcliffe?"
"The guy who plays your husband... and Alexis' dad?" Matt asked, even though the women ignored him.
Alexis pressed her lips together and shrugged. "I don't know... he's pretty tough, though. Drives motorcycles, he does."
"But, I'm a writer!" Matt protested.
Lauren turned and looked at him. "You don't like the idea of a big, slutty family?"
"I don't think this family metaphor thing should get any more attention than it has already," he pointed out.
With a laugh, Lauren shrugged. "You might have a point there," she conceded.
"All we do is talk," Alexis complained, her voice whining a little. "We're all hat and no cat!"
"I intend to get my fill of cat in the very near future," Matt promised, running a hand through his short hair, scratching his scalp slightly, before putting his hand on her leg. "You ready?"
"Beyond ready," Alexis promised.
Lauren slipped her hand down over the other woman's body, brushing her fingers against her core. "Oh... yeah," she purred, "someone's very ready."
She lifted her hand up, the tips of her fingers coated in slippery smooth fluid, to demonstrate her point. Then, she slipped her index finger into her mouth and sucked the liquid off of her skin.
"Delicious," Lauren whispered.
"Really?" Alexis asked, her cheeks flushing.
The older brunette nodded and then offered her a finger. As Alexis sucked on Lauren's middle finger, tasting herself, Matt desperately tried to keep himself in check. Lauren watched him close his eyes and grind his teeth and she knew he was close; she liked knowing how riled he was. Although, she wondered exactly how easily riled he was, overall; they were in uncharted territory and there was no litmus test for a man's endurance when one woman was licking her own juices off of another woman's finger.
&&&&
There were no words to describe exactly what he was feeling in that moment. Wet, tight, slippery, smooth, warm, velvet... none came close, none worked with others to come close. As he pushed his erection inside of Alexis, feeling nothing but her all around him, Matt realised that he would never be able to commit that moment to paper and ink because---on top of it being highly inappropriate, especially with Lauren watching and touching herself the whole time---he would never be able to do it literary justice.
"Hang on," Alexis whispered.
"Everything okay, lover?" Lauren asked.
"I go from 'kid' to 'lover,' huh?" Alexis teased. She turned and looked up at Matt. "I'm okay, really. It's just been a little while and you're... well... it's a tight fit. Give me a---"
"Second to breathe?"
She nodded.
Matt smiled and leaned over her. He kissed her lips before slowly sucking her lower lip into his mouth to worry it with his teeth. After a minute, he released her. "Tell me when you're ready."
"What about tough love?" Lauren asked.
"I think that's a criminal offense," Matt pointed out.
"Not if I was wearing a corset and wielding a whip," Lauren shot back.
Matt kissed Alexis again. "She's evil, personified," he commented against her lips.
Alexis laughed and wrapped her arms around Matt's neck. "At least she's easy on the eyes," Alexis joked before stealing another kiss.
"I can get away with an awful lot because I look like this," Lauren said, rubbing her body against Alexis' body---and part of Matt's body---before she reached out and squeezed her breast. Alexis whimpered and wriggled against Matt. Lauren grinned. "And when I do this," she purred.
"My... your... your hand is squeezing my... my boob!" Alexis spluttered.
Lauren grinned. "Yeah, so? What's your point?"
Matt shifted against her and inside of her, and Alexis' response turned into a high-pitched whine. He shared a grin with Lauren. "No point, then?" he asked in a wry tone of voice. "Perhaps we can get to it?"
"Perhaps," Lauren replied, grinning and waggling her eyebrows.
He started moving, loving the way Alexis gripped him with hidden muscles every time he pushed all the way inside of her. He adored the tiny mewling noises she made when Lauren sucked on her neck at the same time.
With Lauren's help, he spread her legs wider and thrust harder. Alexis squealed and Matt rewarded her with a passionate kiss. They kissed until they couldn't breath, until the edge was so near that they were teetering upon it and almost tumbling down over it.
Matt reached his climax with a groan; he sank his teeth into Alexis' shoulder and held her there as his hips jerked twice. Lauren teased Alexis' nipples until she, too, reached her peak; she cried out and then sagged down into the mattress. She looked boneless and satisfied.
"Is the point of threesomes to be so thoroughly fucked that one can't even contemplate moving?" Alexis asked as Matt pulled out of her body, spent and sated for the time being.
Lauren smirked and rolled onto her stomach, turning her head to kiss Alexis' shoulder. "If you're using words like 'contemplate,' you're not nearly as thoroughly fucked as you could be," she pointed out.
"Touché," the younger woman breathed.
"Okay," Matt spoke up as he flopped down on the bed on Lauren's other side, "if she's saying 'touché' she hasn't been fucked enough." He nudged the woman next to her. "Take care of that, would you?"
"With pleasure," Lauren purred before licking her lips suggestively.
&&&&
Once Lauren was completely undressed and once she had licked Alexis clean, she crawled up, so her torso was on top of Alexis' torso. Her breasts were just above Lauren's, creating enough friction to make the taller woman shiver at a few odd moments.
She wiggled her hips, teasing Matt as he watched them from the foot of the bed, and then she grinned at him from over her shoulder.
"Like what you see, funny boy?"
"Funny man," Matt corrected, "and god, yes. I keep wondering if I'm going to wake up any time soon."
Lauren laughed and spread her legs a bit, so they rested against the other woman's legs. "Well, for my sake, I hope not," she commented. She pushed herself up on her hands and rocked slowly against Alexis' body, for her sake more than anyone else's sake.
"Oh... god," Alexis rasped. "Lauren... quit it. Can't take anymore---" she stopped short and looked at Matt. "Hurry up and screw her already."
"Someone's nerve endings are a little oversensitive," Lauren teased.
"Oh, bite me," Alexis muttered.
Alexis squealed when Lauren bit into the slight curve of her breast.
Matt laughed and kneeled behind Lauren, positioning himself for more. He put his hands on Lauren's hips, tilting them upwards; she moaned quietly in anticipation and then pushed back against him when he started to inch his erection inside of her.
Once he was buried inside of Lauren, precariously propped up on his hands above her and Alexis with only some of his body resting against Lauren's body, he wondered how he ended up in that particular situation. Alexis didn't want to be squished, and she made that perfectly clear, but even that couldn't shake Matt from the thought that he was incredibly lucky or incredibly troubled---with no in between.
Lauren kissed Alexis while Matt thrust in and out of her body; he wished he could kiss Alexis, too, but he wouldn't give up his position behind and slightly on top of Lauren for a kiss.
He stole the kiss he craved when he and Lauren reached the ends of their nerves' ropes and tumbled into orgasms that made them cry out and shudder. He had collapsed on the bed, on one side of Alexis, while Lauren stretched out on her other side; Alexis opened her eyes and smiled at him, before leaning in and pressing her swollen lips to his.
"C'mon, Matthew, wake up... time for school," Lauren murmured playfully from behind Alexis.
He laughed into the younger woman's mouth until she started laughing, too. Alexis rested her head on his chest as her soft giggles shook her shoulders.
"That was fun, wasn't it?" Lauren whispered.
Matt nodded.
She smirked. "And maybe that's the point of threesomes."
Alexis lifted her head, her quiet smile still playing upon her lips. "Maybe we should test that theory out in the morning?"
"I've raised you to be a fine, upstanding young woman, haven't I?" Lauren asked teasingly, making Matt laugh and groan at the same time.
The End!
AUTHOR: 38gnihsurc
PAIRING: Lauren Graham/Alexis Bledel/Matt Albie (Real/Real/Fictional)
RATING: en.sea.xvii
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone. And I'm not insinuating that LG and AB have some sort of relationship behind the scenes; I'm not suggesting anything about their private lives. I'm having fun. That's all.
SPOILERS: S60 1x06
WARNINGS: Threesome, femslash, RPS, real people mixing in a fictional world, PWP, etc.
NOTES: I might be on crack. Also, if this is less than hot, blame it on the fact that I find writing a threesome incredibly difficult to do when my whole family is in the next room.
Lauren watched from the doorway, wearing nothing more than her ankle-strap shoes and the shirt Matt had been wearing earlier that evening. She sipped scotch from a tumbler and twirled one tendril of her rich, brown hair around one of her fingers.
After crying out loudly, Alexis slumped back against the bedding and rubbed her flushed cheek against one of Matt's pillows. Lauren felt her stomach tighten as Matt kissed his way from the younger woman's hip to her breasts and then to her lips; she wondered if it was improper to be sharing a man with the actress who played her daughter on a television show.
"The point of a threesome," Matt said once he was on his side, next to Alexis, and looking at Lauren, "is to be three, together. At the same time."
Lauren grinned. "You're pretty smart."
"And you were going to pass up my number," Matt replied, grinning back at her as he let his hand drop to Alexis' stomach. His fingers brushed over her skin and made her arch and shift again. "Pretty silly, don't you think? To pass up on all this?"
"I don't know," Lauren murmured, walking towards the bed after setting her glass down on the nearby dresser, "because you did write an unbearably long set up for a jingle."
"I can do better," Matt promised.
She smirked. "Prove it," she challenged.
"Oooh, I smell a challenge coming on," Alexis purred. "A clash of the titans if you will."
"I'm more than a titan," Lauren insisted as she started to unbutton her blouse, one button at a time and very slowly. "Matt can be a titan, but I'm like a titan times four million. Infinity. I'm Infini-tan."
Alexis giggled, her bright blue eyes glistening when she reopened them and looked at the other two people in the room. "That sounds like a bad, infomercial tanning product."
"It kind of does," Matt agreed as he sat up, letting his legs hang over the side of the bed as he put one of his hands on the flat expanse of Lauren's stomach. He leaned in and replaced his fingers with his lips. Then, he looked up at her and whispered, "I'll let you be so powerful, you can't be qualified with a simple name, if you take those shoes off and come to bed."
"Mmmm... that's an offer..."
"You can't refuse?" Alexis asked.
Lauren tilted her head to one side and smirked again. "I want to watch Matt spread you wide and fuck you, too."
Alexis' eyes widened in mock-shock. "You kiss your daughter with that mouth?" she asked, gasping a little before she dissolved into giggles again.
"I hope so," Lauren shot back, before giggling, too.
"God," Matt groaned, flopping onto his back, "you two will give me a heart attack or something. If you wanted to do me in---"
He stopped talking when Lauren kneeled on the bed, still in her shirt and shoes, and pressed her body against the other woman's; she kissed Alexis lightly at first, but then she demanded a deeper kiss and no one complained.
&&&&
Lauren loved how long Alexis' fingers were; she could not stop whimpering about them as the younger woman drove them in and out of her core to mimic what Matt's tongue had resumed doing to Alexis from behind.
"Oh god don't stop those fingers are---oh my god I didn't know they could curl like that!" Lauren moaned, rocking her body against the bed and Alexis.
"Th-they can and they d-do-o," Alexis murmured, her voice broken by gasps Matt evoked from within her body. "Feel 'em curve, baby."
"Ohhhh, I do," Lauren promised, moaning wordlessly after speaking.
"How are you two so hot?" Matt asked, settling between Alexis' splayed legs and stroking her back.
Lauren propped herself up on her elbows and shrugged. "Because we are... nearly perfect goddesses," she suggested.
"I might buy that," he admitted, offering her a boyish grin.
"Is the point of threesomes to banter back and forth all night?" Alexis asked, craning her neck to look at Matt.
She pouted and he felt himself harden into whatever was firmer than steal inside of his boxers. Her lips were definitely perfect, even if the women were only nearly perfect, he had decided. He also decided that he would spend a lot of time that night kissing them with his.
"Maybe," Lauren replied, reaching down and brushing her fingers through Alexis' silky, straight hair. "Mmm, kid, you've got great hair. I want your stylist to be my stylist."
"Can you not call me kid while my thumb's pressed against your clit?" Alexis asked. "While I'm inside of you?"
"God... that's hot," Matt muttered before kissing Alexis' back.
"He likes it when we talk dirty," Lauren told her costar.
Alexis snorted. "I'm talking dirty. You're talking stylists."
"Maybe he likes that, too," Lauren suggested, shrugging.
"Oh, baby, oh, baby," Matt drawled, before kissing the two dimples on Alexis' back and cupping her ass in his hands.
Alexis giggled and she must have curled her fingers again, before Lauren's arms fell out from under her, unable to support her torso, so she fell back onto the mattress.
"Maybe my stylist does this with your stylist," Lauren mumbled, reaching behind her and grabbing the headboard with her hands. "But in those fun up and down chairs. With the hose and the sink... and the hairbrushes and Velco rollers."
Matt looked up. "How do Velco rollers work into your fantasy?" he inquired, slightly concerned.
"Wouldn't you like to know," she purred.
Matt shrugged and nodded.
&&&&
Alexis had been shy growing up---and even when she was acting in front of the camera for her show, she still felt shy. She tried to combat the impulse to curl into a ball and hide, with school plays and mental exercises; having her body spread open and exposed by a man more than a couple years older than her while the woman who played the mother on her television show watched and contributed when she wanted to was an entirely different experience altogether and she didn't think there were any exercises to help with that particular type of shyness.
"I want to put the condom on," Lauren insisted, shaking her from her thoughts.
"I'll bet you always want to put the condom on," Matt commented.
"Sometimes I don't want there to be a condom at all," Lauren replied. She reached out and gently squeezed Alexis' breast. "But this one's dirty," she added in a teasing tone of voice, "and I don't wanna catch what she's got."
"Youth? Vitality?" Alexis asked.
"Who'd want to catch those?" Matt asked, smiling.
"Screw the condom," she said quietly, looking up at Matt.
"Uh... well, technically, I'm going to screw you," Matt pointed out, "and then your mom."
"Nice talk," Lauren deadpanned.
Alexis rolled her eyes. "No, seriously. I'm clean. Unless you want to catch youth. But, I don't know how that works. If I fuck you a few years younger, that'd be... well, impressive to say the least."
"No kidding," Matt agreed. "And maybe we've discovered the point of inappropriate threesomes, you and I, Alexis."
She smirked. "So maybe you can convince my mother to clean me up while you recuperate."
"God, you're a dirty kid," Matt commented. He looked at Lauren. "Did you raise this girl to be so filthy? You should have washed her mouth out with soap eons ago. And then taught her that innocence is a virtue---"
"Innocence, shminnocence," Lauren interjected. "I raised this one at sixteen. I mean, seriously. You know what I had to be doing at sixteen?"
"Standing on a street corner in Amsterdam?"
She leaned up and rewarded Matt with a kiss. "Funny boy," she whispered against his lips. "You're going to screw her... and then I'll clean up the mess," she breathed, running her hands over his shoulders and chest.
Matt groaned. "And then please tell me I get to fuck you."
"Anyway you want, funny boy."
"Promises, promises," he whispered, tugging her in for another kiss.
Alexis watched and wondered where she fit, where she belonged, and what would happen when the passion and lust died away.
But then Lauren and Matt turned to look at her and she swallowed hard; her thoughts melted away and she squirmed against the sheets.
&&&&
"Mmm... just relax, kid," Lauren whispered in Alexis' ear. "This is gonna feel good..."
"I've had sex before," Alexis grunted. She reached out with one of her legs, hooking it around Matt's waist as he leaned towards her. Lauren reached out and smoothed her hand over Alexis' leg.
"Quit it, both of you," Matt mumbled. "Please, oh, please. Quit it."
"We're too much for him," Lauren purred, reclining again. She pressed her lips to Alexis' collarbone. "Think Scott Patterson could handle us?"
"Baseball player turned actor," Alexis whispered, arching her back a bit, "I don't know. Matty's a writer... he's made of stronger stuff, isn't he?"
"What about David Sutcliffe?"
"The guy who plays your husband... and Alexis' dad?" Matt asked, even though the women ignored him.
Alexis pressed her lips together and shrugged. "I don't know... he's pretty tough, though. Drives motorcycles, he does."
"But, I'm a writer!" Matt protested.
Lauren turned and looked at him. "You don't like the idea of a big, slutty family?"
"I don't think this family metaphor thing should get any more attention than it has already," he pointed out.
With a laugh, Lauren shrugged. "You might have a point there," she conceded.
"All we do is talk," Alexis complained, her voice whining a little. "We're all hat and no cat!"
"I intend to get my fill of cat in the very near future," Matt promised, running a hand through his short hair, scratching his scalp slightly, before putting his hand on her leg. "You ready?"
"Beyond ready," Alexis promised.
Lauren slipped her hand down over the other woman's body, brushing her fingers against her core. "Oh... yeah," she purred, "someone's very ready."
She lifted her hand up, the tips of her fingers coated in slippery smooth fluid, to demonstrate her point. Then, she slipped her index finger into her mouth and sucked the liquid off of her skin.
"Delicious," Lauren whispered.
"Really?" Alexis asked, her cheeks flushing.
The older brunette nodded and then offered her a finger. As Alexis sucked on Lauren's middle finger, tasting herself, Matt desperately tried to keep himself in check. Lauren watched him close his eyes and grind his teeth and she knew he was close; she liked knowing how riled he was. Although, she wondered exactly how easily riled he was, overall; they were in uncharted territory and there was no litmus test for a man's endurance when one woman was licking her own juices off of another woman's finger.
&&&&
There were no words to describe exactly what he was feeling in that moment. Wet, tight, slippery, smooth, warm, velvet... none came close, none worked with others to come close. As he pushed his erection inside of Alexis, feeling nothing but her all around him, Matt realised that he would never be able to commit that moment to paper and ink because---on top of it being highly inappropriate, especially with Lauren watching and touching herself the whole time---he would never be able to do it literary justice.
"Hang on," Alexis whispered.
"Everything okay, lover?" Lauren asked.
"I go from 'kid' to 'lover,' huh?" Alexis teased. She turned and looked up at Matt. "I'm okay, really. It's just been a little while and you're... well... it's a tight fit. Give me a---"
"Second to breathe?"
She nodded.
Matt smiled and leaned over her. He kissed her lips before slowly sucking her lower lip into his mouth to worry it with his teeth. After a minute, he released her. "Tell me when you're ready."
"What about tough love?" Lauren asked.
"I think that's a criminal offense," Matt pointed out.
"Not if I was wearing a corset and wielding a whip," Lauren shot back.
Matt kissed Alexis again. "She's evil, personified," he commented against her lips.
Alexis laughed and wrapped her arms around Matt's neck. "At least she's easy on the eyes," Alexis joked before stealing another kiss.
"I can get away with an awful lot because I look like this," Lauren said, rubbing her body against Alexis' body---and part of Matt's body---before she reached out and squeezed her breast. Alexis whimpered and wriggled against Matt. Lauren grinned. "And when I do this," she purred.
"My... your... your hand is squeezing my... my boob!" Alexis spluttered.
Lauren grinned. "Yeah, so? What's your point?"
Matt shifted against her and inside of her, and Alexis' response turned into a high-pitched whine. He shared a grin with Lauren. "No point, then?" he asked in a wry tone of voice. "Perhaps we can get to it?"
"Perhaps," Lauren replied, grinning and waggling her eyebrows.
He started moving, loving the way Alexis gripped him with hidden muscles every time he pushed all the way inside of her. He adored the tiny mewling noises she made when Lauren sucked on her neck at the same time.
With Lauren's help, he spread her legs wider and thrust harder. Alexis squealed and Matt rewarded her with a passionate kiss. They kissed until they couldn't breath, until the edge was so near that they were teetering upon it and almost tumbling down over it.
Matt reached his climax with a groan; he sank his teeth into Alexis' shoulder and held her there as his hips jerked twice. Lauren teased Alexis' nipples until she, too, reached her peak; she cried out and then sagged down into the mattress. She looked boneless and satisfied.
"Is the point of threesomes to be so thoroughly fucked that one can't even contemplate moving?" Alexis asked as Matt pulled out of her body, spent and sated for the time being.
Lauren smirked and rolled onto her stomach, turning her head to kiss Alexis' shoulder. "If you're using words like 'contemplate,' you're not nearly as thoroughly fucked as you could be," she pointed out.
"Touché," the younger woman breathed.
"Okay," Matt spoke up as he flopped down on the bed on Lauren's other side, "if she's saying 'touché' she hasn't been fucked enough." He nudged the woman next to her. "Take care of that, would you?"
"With pleasure," Lauren purred before licking her lips suggestively.
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Once Lauren was completely undressed and once she had licked Alexis clean, she crawled up, so her torso was on top of Alexis' torso. Her breasts were just above Lauren's, creating enough friction to make the taller woman shiver at a few odd moments.
She wiggled her hips, teasing Matt as he watched them from the foot of the bed, and then she grinned at him from over her shoulder.
"Like what you see, funny boy?"
"Funny man," Matt corrected, "and god, yes. I keep wondering if I'm going to wake up any time soon."
Lauren laughed and spread her legs a bit, so they rested against the other woman's legs. "Well, for my sake, I hope not," she commented. She pushed herself up on her hands and rocked slowly against Alexis' body, for her sake more than anyone else's sake.
"Oh... god," Alexis rasped. "Lauren... quit it. Can't take anymore---" she stopped short and looked at Matt. "Hurry up and screw her already."
"Someone's nerve endings are a little oversensitive," Lauren teased.
"Oh, bite me," Alexis muttered.
Alexis squealed when Lauren bit into the slight curve of her breast.
Matt laughed and kneeled behind Lauren, positioning himself for more. He put his hands on Lauren's hips, tilting them upwards; she moaned quietly in anticipation and then pushed back against him when he started to inch his erection inside of her.
Once he was buried inside of Lauren, precariously propped up on his hands above her and Alexis with only some of his body resting against Lauren's body, he wondered how he ended up in that particular situation. Alexis didn't want to be squished, and she made that perfectly clear, but even that couldn't shake Matt from the thought that he was incredibly lucky or incredibly troubled---with no in between.
Lauren kissed Alexis while Matt thrust in and out of her body; he wished he could kiss Alexis, too, but he wouldn't give up his position behind and slightly on top of Lauren for a kiss.
He stole the kiss he craved when he and Lauren reached the ends of their nerves' ropes and tumbled into orgasms that made them cry out and shudder. He had collapsed on the bed, on one side of Alexis, while Lauren stretched out on her other side; Alexis opened her eyes and smiled at him, before leaning in and pressing her swollen lips to his.
"C'mon, Matthew, wake up... time for school," Lauren murmured playfully from behind Alexis.
He laughed into the younger woman's mouth until she started laughing, too. Alexis rested her head on his chest as her soft giggles shook her shoulders.
"That was fun, wasn't it?" Lauren whispered.
Matt nodded.
She smirked. "And maybe that's the point of threesomes."
Alexis lifted her head, her quiet smile still playing upon her lips. "Maybe we should test that theory out in the morning?"
"I've raised you to be a fine, upstanding young woman, haven't I?" Lauren asked teasingly, making Matt laugh and groan at the same time.
The End!