Arrival

It's possible for a person to get drunk without a single drop of alcohol passing their lips. In extremely specific circumstances, it's possible for two people to get drunk without alcohol. You can imagine the condition Eden and I were in as we made the ten minute walk to Rania's apartment.

I don't remember getting through the door, or taking the elevator, or navigating her hallway. All I remember is my face in a mirror that I passed. The pain was growing in my temples. Whoever was trying to reach out to me through these attacks wasn't taking no for an answer.

Rania's face in my hands. Her hot breath on my skin. She's smiling. None of the pain matters. The last twelve hours, twenty four? Who cares. Her face in my hands. Her lips. Kissing me. Eden behind her. Her hands on her hips. "Kiss her," she says, and I don't know which one. They both oblige. This is all I've ever wanted, to get lost in sex. Rania is wearing barely anything at all. She likes it that way, confronting us with her body. Eden is a wild animal. We're barely even in the door when she has Rania pressed up against the wall, howling like a wild animal. Her hand between her legs. The other wrapped around her neck. For a second I can only watch. It's beautiful. The door is closed; I have a little shame left in me. But my pants are gone, I've thrown them somewhere else, and I'm fingering myself as I watch them both together. And Rania is watching me. She lets Eden penetrate her with her fingers, ruining her beautiful lingerie, but she's only watching me.

Her skin on my skin...

Four years of 'platonic' friendship down the drain. I look back and see Eden's face nestled between my cheeks. She's lost in the taste of me. I only have a second to appreciate the sight before Rania pulls me back to her. "Look at me, baby." As if I could do anything else. Her hand in my hair. I lap her up. The moans she makes. Mmph, God, let this last forever. What I would give! Her hand presses against my forehead. It's too sensitive for me to go on making her cum on my tongue, but it feels too good to stop. More. More. "Oh. Fuck, don't stop, keep..." And I do. Eden is on top of me. Practically riding me. Choking me. I'll be your bitch, Edie, whatever you need. Make me yours. There's a wand. How could anyone do without it? I...

Rania. She's so beautiful. And her eyes, so dark. They're all I can see as I ride her mouth. Her hands, crawling up her sides. You have to admire her concentration. Eden is grinding against her with that wonderful wand between them. The noise is driving me crazy. It's all I want. And them, this and them, forever and ever——