[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5hrbnk/a_birthday_present_for_my_girlfriend_mff_bit_of/) is mandatory reading! Apologies for the delay, holidays and all that. I’ll be more concise for this part of the story, or else I’ll be here forever.
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Anyway, round 2 of 6 began with spanking and it kept escalating from there.
Insatiable Freya has never found her limits when it comes to this sort of play, so we took that as a hall pass. Maria and I claimed a cheek each in what Freya would describe the next day as the best spanking of her life. Mine was the left.
Our guest squirmed as we alternated smacking that absurdly supple behind. I can still hear the noises she made as it wobbled, and we roughly turned her from pink to red to almost bruising purple – harder than either of us had ever slapped anything. Maria took it a bit easier than I did, unfamiliar with taking a dominating role. We watched each other all the while, impressed with Freya’s growing wild side. Harder. Harder. Harder. She was literally dripping before we allowed her up.
This time, I took Maria doggy-style as she went down on Freya. I would push my girlfriend’s head gently into her target, and was rewarded with the sight of heaving breasts. After a while I’d get onto one knee, and the force would lurch Maria up onto Freya’s torso.
Again, I can’t possibly keep track of every position even a few weeks later. You name it, and we tried it, after so long fantasizing about each other. So furious and frenetic was our play that we had to turn off all the heaters and guzzle water just to keep from collapsing.
Eventually, we ended up with me fucking Freya doggy-style while she went down on Maria. Freya’s panting became squealing. Now generally, the slower I’m going and the more relaxed my body is, the better my orgasm is going to be – like I mentioned earlier though, I’m entirely new to a woman cuming internally and was quite keen on taking advantage of that. As much as I tried to hold off on finishing, Freya had to be a higher priority. My girlfriend understood my inner struggle immediately as I hammered away. Freya became louder and louder.
“Fuck it,” I said, succumbing. I gripped our guest’s luscious waist and pumped her full, primal, while I kissed Maria. Even as I softened, I kept up my rhythm, staying upright for long enough for Freya to scream. Super uncomfortable for me, but worth it.
After all that, and some laying around chatting, we were getting hungry. I had had an all-belly pancetta slow-cooking for the past 36 hours, one of the most beautiful things you could hope to taste. It was Maria’s birthday, after all, and cooking is my foolproof panty dropper. I finished the dish by deep-frying, drizzled over a cream made from the rendered fat, and served it with pomegranate seeds and balsamic-pickled apple to cut through all the richness. While I was finishing up all of this and plating, I left Maria and Freya in my room to watch the first episode of ‘Kimmy Schmidt’.
We sat down with a bottle of white wine that Freya had brought along, and after twenty minutes alone the two of them already had inside jokes. We talked for hours. The conversation meandered through our personal lives back to sex, and the idea for this story was brought up for the first time. It was funny, even after the previous marathons I felt a little guilty checking out Freya when she had her clothes on.
Dessert was cheese from Borough Market. There was loads, and it was awesome. Freya’s slightly obsessed with cheese, and this international selection was the sort of stuff served at the Royal Wedding. Yum.
Not long afterwards, the girls cuddled up on either side of me in bed to watch the second episode of their show. We made it around ten minutes in before getting distracted and beginning round 3, which is sort of the point of this, so let’s get back to the sex.
This time, we used toys. Freya’s suitcase was stuffed with only a sample of her vast collection, and she had bought even more as a birthday treat. Bullets brought the girls to back-to-back orgasms. They flushed, kissing breathlessly. Three different kinds of lube went everywhere. Freya used a rabbit that Maria instantly fell in love with, which had ears that flicked in custom speeds and patterns. Maria would buy her own the very next weekend, (“I’ve never felt this way about any inanimate object”).
One thing we had been particularly looking forward to was Freya’s strap-on harness. We pulled it onto Maria and played with a few attachments. Freya was on all fours, and at first Maria’s thrusting into her was adorably uncoordinated. As the movements became less alien, she picked up a rhythm, but being slim she admitted to lacking power.
In a flash of inspiration, I bent Maria over Freya, and slipped into her. When I thrusted into my girlfriend, I could feel the movement ripple through both of them and heard Freya cry out. I grabbed them both firmly, everything taut and sweaty, and banged them both simultaneously. The three of us then became a bizarre chain, laughing as often as we were moaning.
We fucked, and fucked, and fucked.
Late at night, Maria asked me to put my cock between Freya’s boobs and cum all over her. I obliged, of course, with Freya on her back and me straddling her. Our guest would push her tits together, giving me the occasional lick and constantly encouraging me in the filthiest words imaginable. My girlfriend gave me orders all the while, and I talked dirty to both of them in reply. When the heat peaked, I gasped and groaned. A torrent of light and fire opened up, and I painted Freya in thick streams up her chest and neck. I steadied myself with one hand on the wall as I grew light-headed.
“Sorry, I missed your face that time,” I said, dipping one finger into my cum and putting it between her lips to taste.
“Mmmm,” was the only reply as Freya looked at me with big blue eyes, sucking my finger into her mouth. I kissed Maria deeply.
By that time we desperately needed sleep.
In both of our previous threesomes Maria got to sleep in the middle, so I had claimed the position well in advance this time. Freya insisted that I mention she was wearing a lovely nightie – grey, very cute, with white lace. I was wearing loose boxers, and Maria just her panties. It was still stiflingly warm with a flat sheet, furry blanket, and duvet that would soon get thrown off.
Despite our best efforts, two minutes later I was stripping off the nightie and tossing it aside to herald round 4. Keep in mind, I had starved myself for a week in preparation – still though, I’m impressed with the stamina. Their smooth, tight bodies were irresistible, no matter what I did. My hands sought out boobs and slick slits on their own accord. I might have finished in someone’s mouth, or inside Maria while she rode me cowgirl and Freya kissed me all over. It’s hard to say.
After all that, utterly spent, I got to lay back and murmur sleepily with one brunette and one blonde head vibrating my chest. It’s an incredibly masculine, ‘like a boss’ feeling. Their hair tickled my face, and they were both so soft and warm and wonderful. We were deliriously tired. In every way, it was a perfect moment.
We quickly untangled, flipped onto our fronts, and drifted off to a couple hours of sleep dreaming of all the morning sex we had yet to have.
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Merry Christmas folks!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5kfo9d/a_birthday_present_for_my_girlfriend_part_2_mff
Being Maria, it was a very memorable birthday ;)
Hot. So so hot. Wow. Imagine the money had a camera been present !!!