Gate of Bliss

For Scott, two against one sounded pretty good.
"It's every man's fantasy," he told his girlfriend. But on Valentine's Day, when she brought her lovely friend Jessica along, his dream came true.
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Thanks to my lucky star, I have a lively, adorable, and cock-loving bombshell girlfriend, Nana. She has long, flowing black hair, a baby face with apple cheeks, innocent chocolate-colored eyes, and soft, full lips that seem born to give blowjobs.
Nana not only looks like an idol model, but her life is also full of sexual adventures, like a tigress in a jungle of desire. From the very beginning of our dates, we've tried all sorts of things: blowjobs, anal sex, bondage, role-playing, sex toys—all the adult games you can name. But our sex life is limited to the magic number 2.
My most cherished sexual fantasy is being loved by two beautiful women simultaneously. Although Nana seems willing to try all kinds of sexual games, she happens to be quite possessive. I suspect that suggesting adding another sexual partner in front of her would likely be a waste of time.
One night, we were watching a pornographic film, a shared pastime. One scene involved two actresses with one male actor; almost all pornographic films include such scenes to some extent, and as the viewer, I thoroughly enjoyed the role-playing experience.
Nana was lying next to me, wearing only a doll-like short nightgown. Noticing my reaction to this scene because my penis was protruding from my shorts like a snorkel, she reached out a delicate hand and grasped my hard erection, amused by my unsightly appearance, giggling like a little girl.
“This scene clearly arouses you.” As she said this, my eyes were still glued to the screen. The male lead was having sex with one of the actresses in a doggy-style position, while the actress being penetrated was licking the vulva of another actress in a 69 position, and the actress lying down was taking turns licking the vulva and the male lead’s testicles during intercourse.
“This is every man’s fantasy,” I admitted frankly, but with a hint of unease.
Nana began slowly kneading my now bright red penis: "Oh! Really? You fantasize about having two women?"
I answered honestly, "Of course I do. I mean, the thought of two women being attracted to me at the same time, vying to please me, makes me feel like the king of stallions. That image flashes through my mind from time to time."
I couldn't decipher the meaning in Nana's expression, so I hurriedly tried to alleviate my guilt: "Of course, I'm very happy to be with you. I love you more than anyone else in the world."
Nana didn't respond to what I said. She simply lowered her head and took my swollen organ into her warm, cherry-like mouth.
A blissful sensation. Nana teased my glans with her soft tongue, while her hands tightly squeezed my testicles. She knew this was my favorite feeling. The film was still playing, but no one was watching anymore. It became the only light source in the bedroom, dimly illuminating my beautiful woman, her figure as she played the flute for me. I lay down comfortably, letting out soft, pleasurable sighs. My fingers gently brushed through her soft hair, tucking it behind her ears so as not to obscure the alluring sight of her cheeks swelling as she sucked my penis.
After a few minutes of pleasure, I felt an uncontrollable urge to insert my tongue into her honeypot.
I shifted my body so that she straddled one of her pink legs over my head, her full buttocks hovering above mine, her sweet little hole right in front of me. I held her buttocks with both hands, spreading them apart, gazing at her brown anus and coral-red honeypot, the opening like a blooming rose. I slightly raised my head and chest, beginning to suck on her wet little hole, while she continued to tease my penis with her mouth. We locked together, our simple thoughts leading each other to a bountiful climax.
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I hadn't had any threesome fantasies for a while, and Nana hadn't brought it up again. Valentine's Day was just weeks away, and Nana hinted that I had a big surprise in store for me. I guessed she'd give me that new fishing rod I'd been asking for. Even though I love fishing, I'm glad I was wrong.
On Valentine's Day, I worked a long day at the office, my boss completely ignoring or ignoring this holiday so important to lovers. All day I looked forward to going home and being with my sweetheart, knowing she'd prepare a cozy home-cooked meal, maybe a back massage first, followed by passionate lovemaking. I wasn't prepared for the big event that was about to unfold.
Perhaps the first clue, hinting at an interesting evening, was walking in and seeing three sets of cutlery on the table. Nanani was lighting candles on a heart-shaped cake in the center of the table. She was wearing a very sexy nightgown and black high heels, and I knew she must be wearing exciting and surprising lingerie underneath. When she lit the last candle, she looked up at me and smiled sweetly, making the exquisite cake pale in comparison. My expression clearly showed my confusion about the three chairs. Nanani chuckled as if she were hiding a huge secret. She threw herself into my arms and gave me a kiss that could melt even the hardest heart.
"Happy Valentine's Day," she whispered in my ear, then licked my ear with her tongue. Nothing burns me more intensely than a girl licking my ear. My knees trembled, and I almost lost my balance. Nanani led me, staggering, into the bedroom, where her girlfriend, Jessica, was sitting with her legs crossed in the middle of the bed.
I've always liked Jessica. She's cute, playful, and always seems to be in a good mood. I must admit, sometimes I can't help but fantasize about what it would feel like to penetrate her or lick her. I have a strong feeling that I'll find out soon enough.
Jessica appeared out of nowhere to captivate everyone, barefoot, wearing a black, tight-fitting leotard that made her look like Batwoman. Her hair was styled in an updo, adorned with a pink hair accessory.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Scott!" she said, straightening her upper body and spreading her arms in a victory pose.
I turned to look at Nanani, who laughed even louder. Jessica jumped off the bed and stood beside me, the only thing separating us being her shapely breasts. I was waiting for a reasonable explanation when Jessica's small hands began to slowly massage my genitals.
"When Nanani asked me for this favor, I couldn't wait to do it," Jessica said. She was standing so close that I could smell the fragrance emanating from her body. “I’ve always thought you were the cutest guy in pants. Nana always teases me with stories about how well you wield your giant sword.”
By this time, I was rock hard. Nana regained control, removing her robe to reveal a bright red, lace-trimmed nightgown. She kicked off her heels, took control of the center of the bed, and beckoned me to join her. Jessica still held my penis, her other hand squeezing my buttocks.
I politely asked, “Can we begin?”
What followed was two lustful women undressing me. Nana removed my shirt and tie, while Jessica pulled down my trousers. She struggled a bit to remove my socks, but eventually, I was completely naked. My taut penis was eager to plunge into a hole, any hole would do. First, I wanted to get a good look at Jessica's body. I lay on my side on the bed, propped up on one elbow, and used my other hand to stroke her tight-fitting clothes, trying to find the zipper. At the same time, I asked, "How do I take this off?"
She smiled and guided my hand to the zipper. I quickly slid the zipper down, and Nana helped me. Soon, Jessica was only wearing a pink pair of panties.
What a stark contrast! Lying between the two beauties, I began to compare them. Nanani was a dark-haired, Mediterranean beauty, while Jessica was a blonde, blue-eyed Scandinavian stunner. Nanani was voluptuous, Jessica slender; Nanani was like a fiery chili pepper, Jessica like sweet molasses; Nanani was like fire, Jessica was like ice—not that she was cold, but she always reminded me of the Snow Queen at a Midwestern winter festival. When Jessica kissed my neck, my nose was buried in her golden hair, exuding the sweet scent of strawberries; while Nanani always wore mysterious, exotic perfumes. I felt the peaks of two worlds.
Nanani grasped my engorged penis and began to slowly rub it, while sweet Jessica began to gently nibble at my nipples… This was my favorite caress (Jessica had clearly received precise briefings). Just as I thought I was about to ejaculate in Nanani's hands, she stopped rubbing and instead rubbed my erect penis against her entire beautiful face. I couldn't see the whole thing because Jessica's hair was in front of me, and her tongue fiercely attacked my nipples.
Nanani began to suck on my penis, and Jessica slipped away from me, removed Nanani's pajamas, and then, to my bewilderment, Jessica crawled under my voluptuous beauty, grasped her swaying breasts, and simultaneously gave her a hickey on the back.
“Do you like this?” Jessica said, noticing the excitement in my eyes. “Just you wait, Nana and I have several more surprises for you in our pouch.”
Jessica and Nana switched places, which made me realize that no two beautiful women are the same. Unlike Nana kneeling beside me, sucking, Jessica pressed her abdomen between my knees, facing me, her two white legs swinging back and forth in the air behind her. This way, when I watched my penis disappear between her lips, she could look me directly in the eye. Nana crawled back to me, resting her head on my feet, her long nails lightly gliding over my calves, bringing her legs closer to my mouth. I then gently bit her left big toe.
“He loves my feet,” Nana told her friend, letting out a pleasant sigh.
My penis became Jessica’s weapon, while I bit Nana’s toe tightly. Nana had no choice but to shift her interest to Jessica’s plump buttocks, beginning to knead and caress them. We became a fully lubricated sex machine, and I was ready to explode. Not knowing beforehand whether Jessica had a preference for semen, I gave her a heads-up.
"I like it when it splatters on my face," she said, getting up and turning to lie next to me. I straddled her face, temporarily leaving Nanani's cute, wet toes behind, and vigorously masturbated above Jessica's beautiful, smiling face, while she covered my testicles with her hands and dug into my anus with her fingers. I violently ejaculated three times, landing on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her chin. She shivered, and Nanani snuggled up to her, saying that her favorite elixir was my semen, and she didn't want Jessica to steal it. Nanani, like a greedy cat, carefully licked her blonde girlfriend's face, and I felt like I had short-circuited.
"Ah, baby, do you like your Valentine's Day present?" Nanani asked me after licking the semen off Jessica's face. I was recovering from the dizziness and tried to give an affirmative answer. Nanani and Jessica began kissing, playing with each other's nipples.
"Watch! My love," Nanani said, pulling down Jessica's panties. When a smooth, hairless vulva was revealed, I gasped. Nanani had shaved her pubic hair before, but when it grew back, she didn't seem to care much about grooming. I, on the other hand, had been told that Jessica regularly maintained a clean and smooth vulva.
"Want to try this honeyed treat?" Nanani teased me. Since she had invited me, I prepared to sit down at the table without hesitation, but Nanani cut in front of me, saying, "I'll go first!"
I sat back down to watch the performance. Nanani's tongue danced, trying to find Jessica's clitoris, while Jessica's face was filled with focused concentration. I slid to her side and took one of her soft breasts into my mouth, making her moans rise several decibels. As I began to suckle that grape-like nipple, Nanani's tongue began to whip Jessica wildly, because she was already convulsing beneath us, finally reaching orgasm. One hand tightly hugged my back, the other gripped Nanani's hair.
Nanani looked up at me, and kissed me over Jessica's trembling body. Her cheeks were smeared with Jessica's nectar—a kiss that made my soul leave my body. But what electrified me even more was when I felt a hand slip down my thigh and grab my penis.
"He's hard again!" Jessica said in a trembling voice.
Finally, it was my turn to penetrate, but who should I penetrate?
Since Nanani hadn't had an orgasm yet, she naturally had priority. She told Jessica to get up and go to the bathroom, then turned around, got on all fours, and instructed me, "Do it to me on all fours!"
I gladly complied, sliding my sticky penis into her folded vulva in one go.
She let out a soft moan, and I gasped. We quickly reached a state of perfect harmony, a rapid rhythm.
Jessica returned, looking at us hesitantly. I think she was considering how to join us, because I saw the seductive look in her eyes as she crept between us. Then she began licking my balls and Nanani's vagina. When she extended her tongue, sweeping across our joined area, I was absolutely ecstatic. She was giving Nanani's honeypot and my swollen testicles equal attention, like the most exciting scene in a movie.
I looked down at my lovely, charming girlfriend, admiring the beautiful curves of her slender waist and full hips; her anus seemed to be winking at me.
“Hey! Jessica, do you want me to fuck your little chrysanthemum?” I shouted smugly.
Jessica, who was below, responded, “No, really not, I’ll let Nana enjoy it.”
Nana moaned with each thrust, squeezing out a soft laugh and saying, “Come on! Scott, fuck my ass.”
Jessica got up and pulled my penis out of Nana’s vagina, then aimed it at my girlfriend’s anus. She made a ring with her middle finger and thumb, and I inserted it into this aiming device, heading straight for Nana’s back door. She watched, feeling very novel, seeing my girlfriend’s anus tightly gripping my invading penis.
As I began to wildly thrust into Nana’s tight anus, I soon felt the pressure of excitement again. I immediately pulled out my long gun, and with concentrated firepower, I swept across Nana’s plump buttocks.
For the next hour, we rested in the afterglow of our pleasure. Two beautiful women lay on either side of me, unconsciously playing with my nipples or fiddling with my limp penis. The room was filled with the scent of sex, and it seemed I couldn't stand up and walk anymore.
Jessica turned to me seriously and said, "You know, you haven't fucked me yet!"
I told her I doubted I could muster the strength to do it again. Nana, standing nearby, said it sounded like a challenge. She told Jessica to sit on my face, while she greedily took my limp member into her mouth.
Ah, Jessica's honey pot, her smooth, hairless, pink gate to bliss, just centimeters from my writhing tongue, the aphrodisiac fragrance emanating from this lustful woman was like a powerful stimulant for my penis. Meanwhile, Nana's tongue reluctantly left my penis, and soon I was a vigorous dragon again.
Soon Jessica, brimming with saliva, was ready to receive my affection. She moved back, leaving a warm, silvery thread between my chest and abdomen, then aligned herself with my target. Nana, acting as the responsible navigator, guided us into port, and Jessica and I finally became one.
Exhausted, I let my new confidante do most of the work, while she bounced wildly on top of me. I closed my eyes briefly, and when I opened them again, I saw Nana's full breasts swaying gently in front of me. I pulled her closer and gently bit her nipple, and the bud blossomed before my eyes, hardening and swelling to twice its original size.
We maintained this connection for several minutes. I loved watching Jessica's reaction as she rode on my penis, biting her lower lip and gripping my breasts tightly with her fingers. Somehow, Nana managed to push her full buttocks in front of me, so I gave her vulva a pleasurable tongue bath. Ah! I wish I could see myself doing this in a movie.
Jessica, using her genius-level vaginal muscle contractions, forced out my third ejaculation of the night. I thrust powerfully deep inside her, and she collapsed on top of me, hit by the bullet. Then Nana's orgasm followed, and she too collapsed on top of me. After three rounds of climaxing, I was breathless between a pile of beautiful pink buttocks and jade thighs.
It was truly a magnificent Valentine's Day celebration. When we returned to the cake on the table, the candles had long since burned out and melted; I think we were a little melted too. We all agreed that this activity was so much fun and we thoroughly enjoyed it, and it shouldn't be limited to celebrations on special holidays.
They say 3 is a magic number, isn't it?

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