Fouad is following us. 

The room is well suited to the intimate atmosphere of our trio. 

In this apartment in old Lyon, the bed awaits us. Laurent and I have already made love there before going to get Fouad: gently so as not to expend too much energy.

Laurent lies down and I invite Fouad to lie down next to him. 

I undress completely, slowly. They watch me, caressing each other. Their bodies are sublime in the dim light. Their erections. Their eyes full of desire.

Both of us on our backs, I approach on all fours from the foot of the bed, feline-like.

Arching my back, my breasts heavy, I reach their level. I look intently at my man and lean down to Fouad's mouth to intertwine our tongues. 

Laurent runs his hand down my back but I force him not to touch me.

I straighten my torso, sitting on my feet.

I size them up, one after the other. I run each of my hands, in parallel, over their face, their neck, their torso, their lower abdomen, over their genitals which they hold in their hand. 

A long, slow, perfectly symmetrical caress. 

I cross over the Aisne River and then go further down to reach their buttocks. I linger, caressing the roundness of the beginning of their buttocks.

I dart my index finger out, bring it to my mouth to coat it with saliva. Looking each of the men straight in the eyes, who understand what is about to happen. 

I'm giving the left hand to Fouad and the right hand to Laurent. 

Methodically and slowly, I penetrate them – simultaneously. The procession begins amid their moans. 

I can feel the difference between Fouad and Laurent. One contracts, the other opens up. 

Then the back and forth begins. The pleas to go faster, the pleas to continue. 

I pause to order them to masturbate each other. They comply immediately. I resume my procession in the gentle embrace of their intimacy. The warmth around my finger. I feel them tense and relax. I see their faces change as they approach divine ecstasy. 

Laurent experienced a first orgasm without ejaculating. He asked me to continue, however. He experienced a second orgasm after a few minutes. 

Fouad joins him a little later.

I look at them with a feeling of unprecedented fulfillment. Triumphant. 

The two men kiss and embrace. 

I know Laurent wants more. Without saying a word, he changes position and gets on all fours at the edge of the bed.