The Magical Bouquet : Couples Threesomes 19 (FFM Threesome BDSM Erotica Lesbian Erotica Bisexual Erotica): Couples Threesomes, #19

By Connie Cuckquean

I've concocted a magical bouquet, filled with aphrodisiacal flowers that my husband Monty and I cultivate.

What better person to try them on than Rose, the twenty-something, bookish girl who comes to flirt with my husband every time we set out our market-stall.

She has a thing for him and I have a thing for the both of them.  Read as the bouquet's scent transforms Rose into a firecracker of lust and we embark on a sinful threesome behind our stall.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Connie Cuckquean
• Release date: May 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393389828

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I offered them to her and the first thing she did was take a deep sniff.  My eyes bulged with excitement as she did so and I looked back to my husband and gave him a wink.

He was still confused but gradually it started to dawn on him.  For the past few years we’d been working with several flowering plants that had known aphrodisiacal properties.  Our goal was to create a ‘Viagra bouquet,’ the likes of which you could keep in your home and smell whenever you needed a pep before sex.  Rose was our trial subject.

It smells—she shifted her eyes to Monty and her pupils fattened—"incredible."

Ooh, can I smell? I asked.

Monty watched in horror as I took the bouquet from her and took an equally large breath in through my nose.

I felt my pulse rise instantly and my cheeks turned hot.  My pussy started to swell and my clit stiffened.  I looked straight to Monty too, drinking in his dreamy physique.  He looked so fuckable, stood there in his shorts and t-shirt.

Now, now, girls, he said, backing off as the pair of us walked towards him like zombies.

You’re so sexy, honey, I uttered.

I want to fuck you so bad, Monty, Rose said.

Let’s do it, Rose.

Wait! Monty cried holding up a hand.

Rose and I stopped in our tracks.

Hand me that bouquet, would you?

I smirked and gave him the flowers.  Monty inhaled and now the three of us were under its powerful spell.

He set the flowers down in the corner and stood up straight to face us, no longer coy.  He had an incredible swelling in his pants that seemed to arrive from nowhere.

No chance of disappointing you now, he joked.

There was no chance of that anyway, Rose said, and I watched in amazement as she made her advances on him.

I let her make the first move and so did Monty.  He watched her with this commanding gaze in his eye, as though he was