I imagine anyone who's been in bed with two other people at once has had the delicious experience of suddenly realizing: you're not sure who that extremity belongs to.
"Wait - there's a hand there? ANOTHER hand? Wow!"
A fun moment for a girl in a M/F/F triad is figuring out whose it is based on size, texture, and the aforementioned hair quotient.
"Hmm, those are soft lady fingers. Ooh."
But my favorite limb, by far, is the leg. Six legs. SIX of them. I've always loved a leg draped over me, or mine draped over someone else. Nowadays, there are so many intertwined legs it's like leg heaven. Sometimes I walk into the room and see the other four legs, bent in gentle embrace, and it almost makes me faint from joy. At that moment, I feel compelled to tangle myself up in them and just loll around for a while.
Which we have dubbed: THE TRITANGLE.
Discovering new and beautiful ways that her touch and his touch differ IS one of my favorite things. At one time it worried me - would I enjoy one more than the other? Turns out no. They are different, and equally tantalizing. It is the best of ALL worlds!
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