Link to part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/612uxn/a_night_in_a_threesome_and_finally_fucking_my/?st=j0n8o5o4&sh=e0491dee
This is the continuation of a crazy night from college. I finally had sex with my friend Jess, with whom I had what was obviously a crazy amount of sexual tension for like a year and a half – only, it wasn’t the normal first time having sex with someone. We did it while getting drunk and having a night in at our mutual friend Julie’s house, in Julie’s room, with Julie present. Julie didn’t have sex with me (or with Jess), but she kissed both Jess and me, stroked my cock a couple of times, and masturbated while Jess and I fucked.
To remind who everyone is, me: 6-2, blond, broad frame and muscular, 7” cock. Jess: not in this story, but a tiny, curvy 5-1 Latina firecracker with beautiful tits and a big ass, and who worked daily in the gym to keep her body tight. Julie: 5-5, with a beautiful face framed by brown hair, and a tight, thin body that she kept in good shape with yoga and the elliptical. Before that night, Julie and I had never done anything.
After Jess and I fucked, I was a little worn out, still a decent amount drunk, and still crazy turned on from the previous hour or so. I walked Jess home, kissed her goodnight, and I was walking back to Julie’s, where I was spending the night, which I usually did when I was visiting their school. Julie texted me asking if I wanted to get some food, hell yeah I was hungry (from the booze and the sex I guess).
We met at a burger place about halfway between Jess’s and Julie’s, I got a burger and Julie and I split fries. I wasn’t sure wtf to say to her, like do I talk about what just happened? Do I pretend it didn’t? At this point, I thought that was all that would happen between us, I figured alcohol got the better of Julie and she got rid of some pent-up frustration from her recent breakup, which I knew she was still sad about. A part of me thought, maybe she saw something she liked, she did say she liked my cock, should I just bring up how hot that was and see what she says? But I was also like, there’s never been any sexual tension between us and a wrong word could make the rest of the night/tomorrow morning real awkward. So I didn’t say anything, I just made normal conversation.
We walked home, and it was like 2:00 am, so we both just went to bed. Julie took off the t-shirt and sweatpants she’d put on to go out, and she was back to the tank and boy shorts she was in when I was over there before. This time, I really paid attention to how she looked, which was spectacular in a very casual way. Her face was pretty like always, with her hair up, and her tight stomach and legs looked great. Normally, I sleep in a t-shirt, but that night, I made sure to go to sleep shirtless, and I thought I saw her glance over at me changing, but I really couldn’t be certain.
Julie turned off her lights and said goodnight. She was in her bed, and I was lying on the floor. Like I said before, her carpet was super comfy, making her room a great spot to crash. I lay on the floor, trying to fall asleep, and it was figuring to be a long night when I heard a whisper, “Are you awake?” It was soft, almost as if she was uncertain of whether she wanted to be saying it. Yes, as a matter of fact, I was. How can you sleep, when only a couple hours before, I was in that exact same spot fucking a very sexy girl while another hot-ass girl masturbated only a few feet away?
“Yeah,” I whispered back, desperately trying to think of the right words to say to sound suave and not like a goober. I settled on nothing, she started the conversation after all. “Do you want to come up here?” Yes, I motherfucking would. I again decided that no words were better than idiotic ones, so I just crawled up into bed with her. Julie was lying on her left side, so I crawled behind her, spooning, sliding my left hand under her shoulder and my right over onto her stomach. I could feel her abs, which I found very sexy. She smelled fantastic, which only added to my arousal.
I could feel my cock growing against her ass, and she could as well, because she started to grind her ass into it. Taking my cue, I reached my right hand up and grabbed her small but perky boob, squeezing it hard and running the nipple between my fingers with the slightest twist. Julie moaned softly and grinded her ass a little bit harder into me, I was fully hard by this point. I leaned in and kissed her neck, running my tongue up and down her skin. She moaned louder. I grabbed her head and kissed her deeply, our tongues dancing in our mouths.
I reached my right hand down into her shorts and found her dripping wet. I found her clit and rubbed two fingers across it in a circle, she moaned and bucked against my fingers. Emboldened, I slid one finger inside her, Julie’s pussy was tight. I moved my finger in and out, with a come here motion, by now, Julie was moaning loudly. I put another finger in and made the same motion. Normally, I couldn’t make girls cum with just my fingers alone, but Julie was so turned on that I could feel her cum against my fingers.
As Julie’s breathing went back to normal and she stopped twitching, I rolled over on top of her. I think my boner was poking a hole in her crotch, that’s how turned on I was. Just because I never imagined I’d hook up with Julie didn’t mean she wasn’t hot as fuck. I kissed her and she kissed me back, HARD. I leaned down and kissed her neck, then I pulled her wifebeater over her head and kissed her perky boobs, licking a circle around her nipples, one then the other, biting each just the tiniest bit. I kissed down her stomach, feeling her abs as I went down, before I got to her pussy. She wasn’t completely shaven, she left a small, carefully groomed patch of hair down there, which I admit surprised me. I just didn’t think she was the type. Either way, I thought it was hot.
I licked up and down her pussy, three, four times. I stuck my tongue inside her, she seemed to really like that. I focused on her clit, and she started to buck against my tongue, running her hands through my hair and grabbing my shoulders, and her moans crescendoed. As her grinding became frenzied and her breath shallow, I reached up and grabbed both of her tits, squeezing them hard, and she came, squeezing my face between her thighs. I jumped up and kissed her, sliding my shorts down as I went (the move went less smoothly than I imagined it would, unfortunately). Julie was a less aggressive kisser than Jess, she moved her lips more softly and with longer contact, but this too perfectly matched the situation.
I was about to ask if I could fuck her, when Julie rolled me over, pulled my shorts off my ankles, and moved down to my cock. She licked it up and down, once, twice, and said, “You taste like Jess’s pussy.” I felt bad, “Oh shit, my bad, do you want me to shower?” “No,” Julie said, “it’s fine. You guys were hot earlier.” I appreciated the levity, “Yeah lol I saw you liked it.” She called me an asshole again and put me in her mouth. She was not as good as Jess, but she made up for it with enthusiasm, putting me as deep in her throat as she could. Since it was still dark and I couldn’t enjoy the view, I just laid my head back, closed my eyes, and let the pleasure pass over me.
I could tell that I didn’t have the longevity that I enjoyed earlier, so I pulled Julie up to me and kissed her. I laid her down on her back and spread her legs, the same position I saw her cum in earlier that night. I picked myself up and knelt in front of her, and slowly glided myself into her. Her pussy was extremely tight, and I wanted to take it slow. I pressed her legs down, spreading her as wide as she could go – this is where her daily yoga came in handy. After a couple of minutes of slow, rhythmic sliding in and out, she was ready to pick up the pace. I leaned down and kissed her, sloppily, as mid-sex kisses tend to be.
This time, between my declining intoxication and her tightness, it was going to be a one-position show. While I was on top of her, I grabbed her by the shoulders and basically slammed her down against my cock. She moaned with each thrust, not as loud as Jess was earlier, but I was still worried she would wake the whole house up. Her hands pressed against my back, pulling me deep inside her. I was ready to bust, and I pulled out of her and squirted my cum over her tight stomach. I sat back to catch my breath, and Julie sat up and kissed me one more time.
Once we cleaned up, I was not banished back to the floor. “I needed that,” Julie said, “I just don’t like the idea of fucking a rando.” I was fine with being her rebound, we’ve all been there after a breakup. The next morning, I woke up when she got up to go to yoga class. She looked sexy in her yoga clothes, and even sexier changing into them. We didn’t mention the night before in the morning, and I didn’t see her again that day. We actually never hooked up again, I think I was truly just her rebound, and she got a boyfriend soon after. Fucking Julie like two hours after her kinda fucked things over with Jess for a while, and she was real pissed at me. We didn’t talk for a while, but finally got on good terms again a couple of months later. We hooked up a couple more times, but I think any chance of dating her went out the window when I fucked Julie that night. Oh well, you win some, and you lose some. I rebounded that summer with my [D.C. stories](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60saa9/fucking_my_southern_belle_roommate_mf/?st=j0n8vcmx&sh=b2106903), so I think I ended up okay.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/616mt5/a_night_in_a_threesome_and_finally_fucking_my
Damn playa! Way to get it! *fist bump*