Chapter 1: Introduction
Etta glanced around the motel room, trying not to look impressed. She'd been to these things before, but there was always something exciting about the unknown. She kicked off her heels, letting them land where they may. The room was dimly lit with only a few candles scattered about, but it was enough for her to see by. Tossing her long blond hair over her shoulder, she unbuttoned the top button of her shirt.
Joanne sat close by on one of the beds, a redheaded wildcard with a can-do attitude.
"I'm so glad you two decided to come tonight," she said, her voice husky and inviting.
Etta's gaze shifted to Joanne, then to Holly, another bisexual blonde who shared similar interests to Joanne. "Well, you two seem like quite the pair to swing with," Etta said with a smirk.
Holly, sitting next to Joanne on the bed, leaned back on her hands. "Oh, we absolutely are.
I hope you're ready for some wild times," Holly said, her voice dripping with suggestion.
Etta could feel the heat building in the room, and she wasn't one to back down from a challenge. She walked over to the bed where Holly and Joanne sat, straddling Holly's lap. "I'm always ready for a good time," she said, running a hand through Holly's hair.
Holly's hands found their way to Etta's hips, pulling her in closer.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues entwining and teasing. Etta could feel Holly's heart racing, matching her own. Joanne, not wanting to be left out, moved behind Etta and began to kiss and nip at her neck and shoulders.
"Fuck, you two are hot," Etta murmured, breaking their kiss.
Joanne let out a low chuckle, continuing to kiss and lick at Etta's neck.
"I think it's time to take this to the next level," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Holly nodded in agreement, her hands moving up to Etta's breasts. She squeezed and kneaded them through the thin fabric of Etta's shirt, causing her to moan.
Etta didn't need any more convincing. She stood up, pulling her shirt over her head to reveal her lacy black bra. She slowly unbuttoned her pants, letting them drop to the floor.
Joanne and Holly's eyes were glued to her every move, their breaths coming out in soft gasps. Etta stood before them in just her bra and panties, feeling more confident than she ever had before.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," Holly said, her voice raspy.
Etta smirked, crawling back onto the bed between the two women. "I'm glad you think so," she replied, before kissing Holly and reaching for Joanne's thighs, hitching them up so she could grind against her.