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My First Threesome
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My First Threesome I was about 22 when I had my first threesome... well, sort of a threesome. The "3" part didn't last very long, but I will explain. Around that time, my absolute best friend in the world... and occasional fuck-buddy... was a woman named Kris. We only played when neither of us were dating anyone, and we were pretty good about giving each other space when there was someone else in the picture. However, even putting the sex aside, she was one of the best friends I ever had. We remained by each other’s side until she got engaged... and her fiancé requested that she make a choice. Well, I knew they loved each other so I stepped away... but I still miss her. Anyway, that's just to give you a point of reference to who this woman was to me, but it’s not the point of this story... It was about November when the weather was starting to get cooler, but not quite jacket weather yet. Kris had started dating this Loser, whom I'll affectionately refer to as "Loser". Loser was a very<b> jealous </font></b>man, and he got pissed every time she even spoke to another guy... myself included. On more than one occasion, he actually threatened me to "go away or else", but it was an empty threat. Look, it’s not like I was stalking them. We just happened to hang out at a lot of the same places. Eventually, I had to explain to him that if he wanted to be alone with her, then maybe he should take her somewhere less public. Whatever. Moving on... they'd been dating for about a month by this point, and he'd been getting on everyone's nerves with his "choose me over them" attitude. (To this day, I still don't know what she saw in him.) Then, Kris announced that she was throwing a party at her place. The night of the event, many friends gathered, and there was a lot of drinking. I'd consumed a LOT, had been slapped by several women, and was finally starting to get sleepy. As it was not uncommon for me to sleep in Kris' bed prior to her dating Loser, I did my drunk walk into Kris' room, crawled into her king-sized bed, and fell asleep. Hours must have gone by before Kris and Loser came into the bedroom. I didn't hear them at first, but when they discovered me in the bed, he freaked out. Loser wanted to bounce me off the curb, and in my still semi-numb state, he probably could have managed it. I was only half-awake, but I could hear Kris telling him that he'd "do no such thing". She explained that I appeared to be very drunk, and she did not want me driving until morning. He protested, but under her glare he eventually bent like a willow in the wind. The situation settled down again, and it got quiet. I felt them crawl into bed next to me, and I felt Kris grip my hand softly under the sheets. I gave her fingers a squeeze, noted the lights going out, and then drifted back off to sleep. I don't know how much time went by before I was woken up by the motion of the bed. It was near pitch black in the room, so I could barely see a thing, but I could see that Kris was on all-fours and getting fucked from behind by Loser. That alone might not have woken me up, but I could feel Kris' hand under the sheets. She was discretely rubbing against my cock through my jeans. The combination of the darkness and the sheets piled around me obscured Loser's view... but even if it hadn't, he obviously had other concerns on his mind. (Baseball, betting.) As their sex continued, I kept quiet and silently watched Kris' face. As my cock awakened, she pulled down my zipper and started fishing it out. She realized I was awake when I helped her by lifting my hips to allow her to pull down my jeans. While she was getting fucked from behind, she gripped my cock hard and tugged upon it slowly. It went from somewhat firm to rock hard under her grip, and I wanted to be inside of her... Loser or not. Kris raised herself up and pulled the sheets slightly to one side to expose me to her. Her hair cascaded down, and I felt the warm embrace of her lips around me. Well, I guess Loser thought she was changing positions because she was getting into his fucking her, because I noticed that he started pumping harder... and I still remained silent. Then, he must have busted his nut, because the motion stopped. Kris covered me up so Loser wouldn't notice and made a show of collapsing on the bed. I almost laughed out loud when Loser made the announcement that "she should be satisfied", said that he was going to go dispose of his condom and have a shower. He climbed out of the bed and clicked on a light. I feigned sleep as he exited into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Now, keep in mind that by this point I had a vicious case of rock-hard-liquor-dick, which Kris had apparently decided not waste. The moment the bathroom door closed, she pulled the sheets aside and swallowed my cock whole. As we already had an elaborate sexual history together, this was not a shock as we knew each other’s bodies really well. We heard the shower start and the curtain close in the next room, which prompted Kris to pull out another condom and put it on me. Kris climbed on and proceeded to ride it like a rodeo. From experience, I knew that she was in a mood and really wanted to get off. When she was getting close to getting off, she would get really quiet and focused on the task at hand. It took a little time for my eyes to adjust to the light, but it was no surprise when I found her riding atop me with her eyes shut and a look of determination on her face. She wanted to badly. Knowing her body as I do, I did what I knew she would want the most... I pulled on her nipples. Upon doing so, her thrusting increased. Well, we were both really in the moment, so we almost didn't notice when Loser walked back into the room. Understandably, he flipped out and made like he was going to me. "No," Kris barked him. Never breaking stride in fucking me, Kris tilted her head to one side, and said "You just fucking deal with this or go, because, like it or not going to fuck him". And with that, she turned back to me and we resumed our copulation. He tried to pull her off of me, but she pushed him away. Then, Loser resorted to the only weapon left in his arsenal, and called her a few words... cunt, , etc... then, he grabbed his clothes and stormed out. When the front door slammed, I'd decided that Kris was starting to look tired. I pushed her off me and directed her into her favorite position; doggie style. She hadn't gotten off yet, but I could tell that she was close... and I wanted her to get there. Seizing her hips, I began fucking her for all I was worth. As she always did, she would quietly say "almost" just moments before she would . I reached around and began fingering her clit vigorously while continuing to pump into her... and she came. Almost in unison, she squealed as we heard the wheels of Loser's car laying rubber on the street outside. Kris collapsed onto the bed, and pulled me with her... laying across her, she encouraged me to continue fucking her until I finished. A few minutes later, and I met my goal as well. Afterwards, I laid down in the space that Loser had occupied just a short time before and fought to catch my breath. Kris laid down next to me and placed her head on my chest. She hugged me closer, and said... "I hope you don't mind. I was going to break up with him tomorrow, but really wanted to try to get off. Then, when we found you here, I decided that I really wanted to fuck you instead." God bless her... Anyway, that was my first threesome... if you can it that. I've had a few other MFM threesomes, but sadly, never a MFF. (However, I am open to offers.) One was with Kris again, and the others were with a friendly couple from Pennsylvania. However, those are stories for another time. |
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