Triple Kiss Novels & Stories

While one kissed my mouth, another kissed my neck, and another caressed me everywhere. I moaned with pleasure at the sensation of their hands everywhere, at the sensation of having all three of them there for me. I didn't feel uncomfortable, and I didn't know if it was because of the Triple Moon or something strange, but I felt completely uninhibited, and my body was about to explode with pure desire and liquid slipping down my legs. We ended up lying on the green grass.

"Come, love don't pass out on me now…." Kyle was daring, kissing me as if he was drugged by my scent. Maybe he was, I couldn't tell. He was fast and feral, his movements undeniable. I was penetrated awake by his furious rhythm. The triplets were merciless. They railed me with the wrong intentions, starting from morning till early evening. I blinked into consciousness to my body clinging onto him, begging and crying. For what? I did not know. He embraced me tightly, his chuckle soft against my ear. I felt my body shiver from the rumble of his chest.

I tasted myself on his fingers still buried inside me, and it made me moan into his mouth like a desperate whore. He broke the kiss, turned to the girl sucking him off, and gently pulled her up by her braid. Her lips were swollen, eyes glassy, chin dripping. He looked at her, then at me, then back at her. "Threesome it is then." And he kissed her. Deep. Slow. Possessive. Right in front of me.

Through this connection, waves of reassurance and desire flow down the mental link they share, soothing Tritan's nerves and encouraging him to surrender to the depths of passion. As their lips meld in a passionate embrace, Tritan's hesitations dissolve, replaced by a growing hunger for the shared desires that bind them. The kiss deepens, becoming an ocean of sensations that swirl and collide, carrying them both into a realm where their bodies intertwine and their souls entwine.

"I can't promise anything, but I'm open to...exploring whatever this is between us." A collective sigh of relief filled the air, as if we'd just dodged a bullet, and the tension eased considerably. The Triplets exchanged glances, a non-verbal communication that said more than words ever could. They were in this together, for better or worse, and they were inviting me to join them on this incredible journey. "We can't ask for more than that," Zane said softly, standing up to come around to my side of the table. He bent down and planted a tender kiss on the junction of my neck and shoulder—a simple yet electrifying touch that sent shivers down my spine.

Chaz grasped the hand, sucking it, teasing it with his tongue as it moved in and out, in and out. “I want you two to kiss,” Piper found herself saying, chest heaving with every one of her excited breaths as she watched her husband kiss the girl they had brought in for their threesome. The thought of a third party in their bed should repulse her but instead it excites her and the thrill of it made her even wetter. Chaz's P.O.V. Without thinking, he followed the longing and desire throbbing in his loins, blocking out the niggling doubt that told him to slow down and think about the repercussions of his choices.

Just an ice-cold, - he is indignant. “Mmm… so warm it up,” she whispers slyly, and Tom instantly gets a pleasant shiver, and a sweet spasm is born in the lower abdomen. “Three-ni-em…” she clarifies, and he completely loses his head, pressing her almost weightless body in the water to him, covering her wet lips, high cheekbones, and tender neck with kisses. Threesomes are fun, but when you're the only one you love... it's different. In their crazy relationship, this is not forbidden, fortunately.

Ken yelped at that gesture which gave Brian the access to enter his mouth with his tongue and ravished every corner of it. Ken rested his hands on Brian chest and return his feverish kiss. A little moan left his throat which drove Brian crazy as he kissed him with more needing and roamed his hands on his upper body. Both groups were so engrossed in their kisses without realizing there was a third person with them. "Oh my fucking gracious, can you get yourselves a God damn fucking hotel? What's all this fucking shit you are doing in the public? Why don't you bang yourselves rather, I think that will be the fucking best."

Two shallow thrusts, then a deep stroke as he tapped her clit. She gasped. “You’ve never done this before.” “Been savin’ this secret love technique for a special occasion.” “What’s the occasion?” “It’s Tuesday.” Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. “Trevor!” Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. “It’s called circle of threes,” he panted.

By the third kiss, her lips moved hesitantly against mine, soft and unsure, but she was trying. Relief unfurled in my chest like a gentle wave as I leaned in, brushing my lips against hers. Soft and hesitant at first, the kisses were light—testing, exploring. By the third kiss, Isabella's lips began to move beneath mine, cautious but willing. A quiet sound escaped her, so soft it was almost imperceptible, and she closed her eyes. The small gesture sent a ripple through me, a mix of triumph and tenderness. Her trust, though tentative, was there.