Blow My Mind by Gardner F. Fox

Author:Gardner F. Fox [Fox, Gardner F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sexpionage, astral projection, Erotica, Secret agent, Super-spy
Publisher: Gardner Francis Fox Library
Published: 2019-09-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I stared at him above her brown hair as she kissed my throat, making me squirm with the ministrations of her soft palms sliding up and down my hips and outer thighs. I could not have moved for all the Reds in Russia. She was getting to me again where I lived, and I didn’t want all this pleasure to end.

Martin grinned when he saw us.

We must have presented quite a sight at that, with me sprawled out naked on the mattress and Marion half over me with her pale white buttocks offered to her mate’s stare. A lot of husbands would have been shocked and horrified; men have a funny viewpoint about such things. Martin Rorwick, I was glad to see, was a bit of a swinger. He even chuckled.

As he came across the room, he undid the bathrobe he was wearing. When it fell open, his maleness leaped into view. He was as erotically aroused as his wife or myself. Instead of being in a jealous rage, he wanted in on the fun.

His bathrobe slipped to the rug. He knelt down on the other side of me and began to kiss my heavy breast where it was exposed, shoving out of Marion’s hand that held it. His lips fastened to my nipple and I moaned.

His wife raised her head. I watched her brown eyes through my eyelashes since my own eyes were almost closed while I shook like a leaf in a high wind as both man and wife worked on me. Her ripe lips curved into a voluptuous smile.

“She isn’t afraid any more, Marty. Are you, Eve?”

“Oh, God—no,” I moaned.

Usually I am the one who sets the pace in matters sexual. I have read all the old masters of making love, studied the tomes of Elephantis and Paxamus, Ovid and Suetonius, plus others, until I consider myself a walking encyclopedia fo erotica. But right now I was content to writhe and twist under male lips that suckled my nipples and beneath female lips that wandered from my belly to my mons veneris.

Never before had a husband and wife team worked on me.

Troilism is a feature of sexual lore that has been known even before his two daughters got together with Lot, as told about in the Bible. The term comes from the French, deriving from the word trois, meaning three. It is a threefold way of doing your thing, and a great deal of the excitement attached to it comes from performing in front of, or with a third person.

Writers on the subject have claimed that troilism is far more common in England today than wife or husband swapping, and since that itself has become quite the rage, you can just about imagine how much fun the other is. Where such an attachment becomes more or less permanent—as if the Rorwicks and I agreed to live together—it is known as a menage a trois. Some of these arrangements are homosexual in nature, as well. And I suppose they please the exhibitionist in all of us.

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