This story is part of Tagg After Dark, a sapphic erotica collection exclusively for readers 18+.Â
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Neveah stood awkwardly just inside the door as Jules and Gwen cracked open windows and turned on a fan. She tried not to check out Jules’ biceps as she fiddled with the fan, so Neveah directed her eyes at all the photos and knick-knacks dotting the room. Her eyes landed on a partially-obscured photo of Gwen, Jules, and a third woman laughing on a beach.
“We’re ready,” Gwen announced. “Come on up.” She’d found a place in the middle of their massive bed and patted the spot beside her.
Neveah kicked off her sandals and climbed onto the velvet duvet. Jules joined them, creating a small circle in the dimly lit room. Neveah was thankful for the darkness: her hosts were too gorgeous and she was struggling to relax while drinking them in. Gwen lit up the joint, took a deep inhale, then turned to Neveah, “Okay, spill.”
Neveah laughed, “It’s not about JJ. It’s just… Amber is too grown to be going after unavailable women!”
Gwen cut a look at Jules. Neveah darted her eyes between the two. “What? Did I say something wrong?”
Jules took a puff on the joint before passing it to Neveah. “No, no, nothing wrong,” Jules said. “It’s just… I have the same issue as Amber. And Gwen is constantly telling me to work through it in therapy.”
“It would make our lives a lot easier if you would!” Gwen gently poked Jules’ knee.
Neveah looked to the photo she’d seen earlier, then to Gwen and Jules, a lever clicking in her head, “Wait… aren’t you two…”Â
Jules nodded, “We’re a couple, but… we’re happier in a bigger set up,” she confirmed.
“To clarify,” Gwen cut in, “we’re fine as two! We just feel more complete when there are three of us.”
“So a throuple?” Neveah asked. A tingle burned between her legs as her brain pictured being consumed by Gwen and Jules on this very bed. Calm down! She thought, they’re just telling you about their lives, not asking to bang you.
“Yes!” Gwen laughed, “You know what’s up.” Neveah smiled, and pulled her mind out of the gutter.
“We had a breakup a few months back, and I took it pretty hard,” Jules admitted. “But Gwen could tell from early on it was not gonna work.”
“Sorry, baby.” Gwen kissed Jules’ cheek then turned to Neveah. “What about you? Single? Taken? Monogamous? Poly? Uninterested in settling down?”
“I think I might be done dating,” Neveah shared. “I keep getting my heart broken, so I think I’ll survive on booty calls, adopt a cat, and call it a day.” Gwen stared at Neveah. The smell of strawberries filled the space and Neveah had to remind herself to behave yet again.Â
“Okay, I have so many questions,” Gwen admitted.
“Ask away,” Neveah offered as she looked into Gwen’s dark eyes.
Over the next twenty minutes, Gwen asked all of her questions, which led a deep dive into Neveah’s exes. So then Jules and Gwen shared the stories of their exes, and before any of them knew it, hours had passed.
The trio was relaxed across the bed, a pile of arms and legs, giggling and talking, when Neveah’s phone pinged suddenly, causing them all to jump. It was Amber, apologizing for ditching Neveah at the party and hoping she’d gotten home okay.Â
“I can’t believe it’s so late. I didn’t even hear Amber and JJ leave.” Neveah yawned, the early hour lit up on her phone screen. She began scooching towards the edge of the bed, afraid staying any longer would inconvenience Jules and Gwen.
Before her feet hit the floor, Jules spoke up. “Why don’t you stay here tonight?” She asked.Â
“Yeah! You’ve been smoking, and this is too much fun. Might as well,” Gwen cooed.
“I’d love to,” Neveah said calmly. She tried to keep her cool, but she could already feel that tingle between her legs fire up again.
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