The story of my first FFM threesome <3

To preface this story, I’ll tell you some about myself. I am tall, 5’9″, and thin yet soft. 34DD breasts and a 27 waist. My legs are my best attribute, and I have dark curly hair and green eyes. At the time of this story, I was more like 32D and 26″ waist. This was almost year ago, and this was my first threesome. I will be raw and honest in telling you the story, and no, it was not perfect, but I still see it as a good memory and would totally do it again.

I knew from a young age that I loved sex, I loved women as much as men, and that I was eager to get kinky with plenty of people without shame. I have always been proud of my sexual experiences and eager to try new things. At ninhteen, I had had plenty of experiences with both men and women but never both at the same time. I found myself frequently fantasizing about being with a couple, sucking a dick while making out with another lady, and having a guy help me pleasure his girlfriend. I decided to take to Tinder, and find a couple looking for a third.

The search did not take long. Salina popped up, hugging a guy close to her in her photo, and I gazed at this couple as one of my options for a moment. Shit… she was so god damn hot. She had long curly red hair. Natural red, that gorgeous ginger red that falls over pale freckled skin, that was her. She was a skinny thing, which I’m into, and short, I was so attracted; however, her boyfriend was not my type at all. He looked… fratty. You know, seersucker button down, sides of his hair shaved, stupid look in his eyes. Not my type, I’m a witchy girl and I like magic men. But fuck it, I swiped right. And I got that “you and Salina have liked each other!” Sweet.

Salina and I exchanged light conversation for a short period of time before I decided to just go for it. I asked “So what kind of thing are you looking for?” And I received [this](https://imgur.com/732YUYI)

From there, it was all uphill. We exchanged photos, I got overwhelmingly turned on by the sexy selfies she sent me, and we set a date. I lived in a city, she lived at University about an hour away, I took the trip to see her as I had a friend at the same school. I was so excited to get with this girl, I managed to overlook the boyfriend.

I met her at her boyfriend’s dorm building. I never went to University so I’m not really sure what this layout is called, but it was like an apartment. He had his own bedroom, and a kitchen and living room, and there were two other bedrooms for his roommates, all contained in this giant “dorm/apartment” building. They invited me in graciously, we exchanged our hugs, and I was thrilled to see that she was more of a babe than she had appeared to be in her photos.

We went to her boyfriend’s room. His name was Mark. They had all sorts of booze and had brought wine, a little bit of liquid courage as I was a bit nervous of being awkward. We all sat around and talked about music for a bit, and movies, and I suggested that we play a drinking game.

We played a game called Pizza box. Basically, you throw a quarter on a box, and wherever it lands, you write a rule. Then, when someone else lands in that spot, they have to do the rule that you had written down. If that doesn’t make sense, re-read it, because yes that does make sense and it’s a very simple concept.

I started the game by making rules that were drinking related. One of them from Mark challenged me and Salina to take a shot. I kept landing on that one somehow ;). So each time, Salina and I would put down a shot of Mark’s Jameson and crinkle our noses and giggle, until she started to become noticeably drunk. She was much flirtier, but her speech was slower, and I didn’t want to be a creep so I started taking her drinks for her, like the lady I am. Her new rule was that the person who landed on it had to remove his or her shirt. I landed on it. I was not wearing a bra, so I nervously peeled my top off. Salina gasped.

“I want boobs like yours,” she said.

I smiled. “Yours are cute. You’re lucky you probably don’t have big nipples.” My boobs are irregularly large for my body, but my nipples are too large for even my breasts.

She whipped off her top and undid her bra. “You’re right,” she said, while I gazed down at her tiny nipples. I wanted to put my mouth on them right then and there, but I hesitated.

Mark tossed a quarter on the board, he landed on the shirt one. Ugh. I would have forgotten he was there, if it weren’t for his loud breathing. I did like, however, that he and I were able to continue drinking, as Salina could not handle more booze or the night would surely be over. He took off his shirt and his body was…. nice? It was the kind of body that someone would have if they were once very overweight but ended up getting really in shape; like, he had abs, but he had really floppy skin. I don’t know I really respect that he was clearly doing all that he can to take care of himself physically, but I wasn’t totally into it. Mostly because of the way his chest sagged. Also because I really just wished I could be alone with Salina, so I was being extra judgemental.

So the three of us are topless and, naturally, Salina adds to the board that pants should be removed. I was starting to feel a little nervous about rushing into this, worrying that I had made a mistake because Mark was just not doing it for me, so I dodged that rule for a bit, but Salina landed on it.

She giggled, “I’m not wearing any underwear!” and took off her leggings. Oh. my. god. She must’ve been waxed or something, she was so smooth. Her whole body looked overwhelmingly soft. Mark and I were both staring at her in awe. I warmed up, seeing how lovingly her boyfriend was gazing at her. My confidence grew and I took the quarter and tossed it towards the rule I was aiming for, and my pants came off. I wasn’t wearing underwear either, I never do, and I had shaved for the occasion. I sat on the floor, nervous about leaving a wet spot on the carpet.

Mark was tossing the quarter now, hoping to get his pants off but instead landing on a rule that forced him to drink. Salina was giggling and brushing her fingers down the sides of my thighs while Mark continued to try and land a quarter on that god forsaken rule. I was a tiny bit uncomfortable. She was so little and thin, I’m so tall and busty, but I told myself to get over it and be proud of my body type, and I overcame this. Mark threw the quarter to the other side of the room, said “fuck this”, and took off his pants and boxers. He was standing over us now, his erection finally free, and Salina and I looked to each other and got on our knees.

This is what I had dreamt of; albeit, with a hotter guy, but his dick was nice. It was a good 6 inches, not too thick and not too thin. I let Salina put her mouth over it first as I wasn’t yet sure what would be imposing on their relationship, and I used my hands to help her out. We looked up at him together, alternating between my tongue on his dick, hers, and then the two of us girls making out while we stroked him.

Mark looked like he was in heaven, and it wasn’t long until he was urgently pushing us off his dick to prevent any premature party-pooping, so the two of us girls sat on the floor, leaning back up against his bed, as he knelt in front of us with a hand in each lady. His fingers worked at me, while I watched them plunge into her, and she passionately wrestled her tongue against mine as we embraced each other, sitting there together, side by side. I loved it.

After a while of this, Mark got up to pee. We’d all been drinking so much, I hadn’t though about the floodgates. I climbed in front of Salina and finally got to spread her open with my fingers– holy shit, her pussy was tiny. Her clit was tiny. IT WAS SO SYMMETRICAL?!?!?! How could that be?! I loved it. I pushed my face into it and surely enough, she tasted amazing. I licked at her clit and this tiny minx was writhing around and pulling my hair and groaning at me, calling me a slut, telling me how much she loved getting her pussy licked, it was such a treat. I put one finger in her, afraid to use two because she was so tight, and rocked her world as best as I could. Mark stepped out from the bathroom and stroked himself as he watched us. Her back arched, her flat chest up in the air, I reached up to toy with her nipples until Mark’s hands replaced mine and I could focus on the work I was doing with my tongue.

Eventually she beckoned for me to get up, which I obliged, and we both stood so she could push me back on the bed. At this time she and Mark got on their knees on the floor in front of me, my hips hanging over the edge of the bed, and she put two delicate fingers in my pussy and rubbed her fingertips against my favorite spot. I groaned, and Mark began to rub his tongue against my clit. My muscles started to throb around Salina’s fingers, and I relaxed in this enjoyable moment, which was over far too soon. Salina crawled up to me, her ass bent over the edge of the bed, her legs between mine, our stomachs pressed against each other, and Mark fucked her from behind while we made out. She was groaning into my mouth and I reached down between us to rub on her clit as her boyfriend pleasured her. She was making high pitched noises now, squeaking and yelping, she was so adorable. I put my hands in her hair and muffled her sounds with my lips. In that moment, I absolutely loved her.

After a few minutes of this, Salina hopped up to use the bathroom. She said to me as she walked out, “be a good girl and suck Mark’s cock while I’m away, will you?” and honestly this made me uncomfortable. I felt kind of bad sucking his dick without her, and I wasn’t totally into that prospect, but I went for it, blowing him fervently while she was gone. I avoided eye contact and let him wrap my hair around his hands to better pull me down on his dick. I’m sorry if I sound like I didn’t want to hook up with him, it’s just… I didn’t really want to hook up with him.

Salina came out from the bathroom and laid back on the bed. I started to work at her with my tongue again. I was hoping that Mark would help me get her off, but instead he stood behind me and went to fuck me. I felt his dick at the entrance of my pussy, and upon the realization that he definitely had not put a condom on, I threw my hand behind me to push him away. He got the memo and got on his knees beside me to help pleasure his lady. At this time, I was really going at her with my fingers, and at some point here I pulled them out to see I had blood on my hand.

“Oh no,” said Salina, “I thought I might’ve had a couple more days.” I laughed, “it’s okay.” Here’s the thing, periods are no big deal, if you won’t go down on a girl on her period, then you don’t deserve BJs while she’s on it, either. I went back to lick her but she pulled back and looked uncomfortable. “You don’t have to do that,” she said. Normally I would insist, but we’d been hooking up for about two hours now and I was getting tired and sobering up. “Okay,” I said, “I’m going to change.” They offered for me to stay and enjoy some more fun that was more centered around Mark, but I declined. They fucked while I put my clothes on, I sleepily watched and then said goodbye and headed to my friend’s house.

All in all, a very fun experience. I’ve seen them at parties since, and Salina and I have made out, but that’s it. I have now been in a relationship for seven months, and I asked Salina if she was interested in joining me and my boyfriend, but she said Mark wasn’t down with that.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4k63ac/the_story_of_my_first_ffm_threesome_3