Please help me welcome Morticia Knight to the blog today! She's chatting with us today about Menage! I don't know about you, but I'm on the edge of my seat.
Is it Possible to Have a Genuine HEA Ménage?
I have no idea why I started writing ménage. I still enjoy traditional MF romance, both the reading and the writing. I live quite happily with my husband of six years. So what gives?
I think it might be the vicarious thrill. And definitely the challenge. You have completely different scenarios for a ménage than in a one on one. Ever hear the cliché the third wheel? It would be very easy to leave one of the three out, and for feelings of jealousy and resentment to take over. Not a very fun read for an HEA romance.
So everyone needs to be treated equally in the triangle, plus all three have to feel they are getting what they need and want from the relationship on every level – physically and emotionally. And there are other considerations. How does one meet a potential partner (or two) to have a loving ménage? Sure, there are all types of one night stand scenarios, or sex club scenarios where you can easily and believably have a ménage – but what about everyday working people who want that type of relationship? It’s hard enough to meet one good guy, let alone two!
In my MFM ménage, The Perfect Third, I look at a scenario where a woman is looking for that one good guy, and inadvertently stumbles onto two. Since she is not a party girl at all, and has never even had a casual ménage, she can’t grasp the concept of being with two guys at once in a committed relationship. However, she is so head over heels for the first guy, and the second one is so gorgeous, she wonders…
I’ve included an adult excerpt that is the scene where Alexa initially gets together with the first guy, Lorne.
One woman – two hunky musicians. Will she become their Perfect Third?
He knelt down in front of her and began to kiss her again, and she could feel that her mouth was sloppy and her lips were swollen from the recent assault of his shaft. Her cheeks were flushed, and he watched as her chest rose alluringly with fast breath. He began to explore her again, and he made it clear it was time for the rest of her clothing to come off. He undid her bra, and she helped move things along by sliding her panties off.
“I appreciate your enthusiasm,” he said, locking with her eyes again. “I plan to reward it.”
He pushed her back on the couch, lifted one of her legs up against its back, and positioned the other so that her foot touched the floor. With her splayed before him, he began to caress and rub the inside of her thighs, reaching higher towards her hips, and rubbing her stomach. She leant back on her elbows and moaned. He reached a little higher and cupped both breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples until they were hard.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “That feels so good.”
As he continued to work her nipples, he slid closer to her until his mouth reached her inner thighs, where he nipped and licked at the sensitive skin. He alternated licking, love-biting, and brushing his lips back and forth on each side, moving ever closer to the lovely folds between her legs. She was beginning to move slightly under his ministrations, her hips thrusting forward, closer to his busy mouth.
“Oh, Lorne, please,” she begged. “Please…”
“Mmmm…that’s nice, the way you’re asking. I think I should give you your reward…”
Lorne’s tongue thrust deep between her wet pussy lips and soft, trimmed curls and searched for her waiting clit. She cried out in pleasure, and began to buck more insistently beneath his lips. Clearly inspired by her obvious enjoyment, he slicked his tongue around and over her clit, furiously bringing her to a frenzy. Just when it seemed she would lose control, he backed off, and let his tongue go to other parts of her most intimate area.
First he pushed into her vagina, his strong tongue acting like a little cock as it rammed into her. Then he lifted her hips a little more, and his tongue travelled further back, teasing between her back cheeks, searching for her other entrance. He swiped his tongue at the hole a few times, and Alexa responded to every little thing he did with all types of cries of pleasure. Lorne laid her down, and began to move back up to her throbbing clit. This time he furiously wiggled it with his tongue, not letting up for a second. Alexa’s whimpers and cries were becoming stronger and more rhythmic, her hips keeping time with the dance of Lorne’s tongue.
He kept at her until she could hold back no longer. As he grasped her hips tightly, seemingly to control her pleasure, she screamed out in release, Lorne only backing off when she was fully done. He kept his face between her thighs as she panted in the aftermath, kissing the inside of her thighs again and again until she was completely through.
“My God, you taste heavenly,” he said.
With that, he turned her over onto her stomach.
“Are you ready for more?”
“Oh yes, Lorne.” She could barely talk, she was still so aroused. “Do whatever you want; that was fantastic.”
“Whatever I want? Are you sure?”
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