Leading up to Round Two with the Yuppie Couple [MFM]

“The following story is true. Out of respect for the fucked, names have been changed. The rest has been told exactly as it occurred.”

**Some setup**
I’d posted in sluttyconfessions about an upcoming round two with a Redditor couple, with a twist. That’s what this follow-up is about. The couple is the same from an earlier post. As stated, and should go without saying, their names have been changed. They deleted their throwaway account after getting barraged with messages; obviously I’m going to help protect their anonymity.

About me: 28, 6-ft, 195 lbs (and falling, thanks gym); blue-green eyes, brown hair, stubble. I write professionally, but my job doesn’t afford much luxury in what I write. For that reason, I tend to ramble when I’m on Reddit. I don’t have an editor hovering over me, so I take advantage.

What I’m into? Glad you asked. Trusting, communicative, passionate sex. Rough sex. Oral, toys, kissing, facefucking, DP, anal, permission, denial, body worship, sharing a girl with friends. Blindfolds, binds, spanking, shoving my fingers in her mouth while fucking. A lot more. Basically, all the hits.

Since getting out of a four-year relationship, I’ve made it a point to experience as much as I can. That being said, I am somewhat picky about my partners. Genuine people interest me; conversation interests me; confidence, submissiveness, safety – these interest me. You’d think being a male on Reddit, it’d be in my best interest to not turn women down. On the contrary, I do. And I’ve still met three amazing (soon to be five?) women and two couples. One girl and I have become very close. We’ve had The Conversation, but neither of us are ready yet. And now she’s across the country doing great things, and I have the rest of the summer without her.

Thank God for the yuppies.

**Round Two**
We’ve been chatting since our first threesome about getting together again, but without any definite planning. We get along well as conversationalists too, and I’ve grabbed a drink with Mike solo, and he and Britt together. Usually not to talk about sex, though we’d find ways to throw remarks in that would make her blush. When Britt blushes, it’s noticeable from three tables away. She’s whiter than white. I thought Scandinavian, turns out German. She’s also very fragile in appearance, petite all around. But she’s not fragile by any means. She can take a lot.

Mike is just over six feet tall, blonde (like Britt) and blue-eyed (like her too). I’m fascinated by people’s eyes. Either sex. Sometime when you’re having sex, hold her face in your hands and just stare into her eyes as you fuck her. Don’t break that contact. See what that does for both of you. Eye contact is fucking sexy.

In any case, I was invited out of the blue to join Mike and Britt at a brewery in NE Minneapolis where they would be with an assortment of friends, celebrating nothing in particular, just the fact that everyone had a Friday night free. I thought this was pretty cool of them, to invite me into their group. That’s when Mike dropped this on me:

(dialogue is remembered to the best of my ability; paraphrasing will of course happen)

“Actually, we were thinking of having round two tonight, if you’re down.”

“Yeah, definitely! Like, right after?”

“Yeah. Actually, we wanted to see if you’d be interested in trying something. We have a friend who’ll be there. He’s known Britt since her last job. He’s been trying to sleep with her since she left. Even since we’ve been together. He keeps it cool in front of me, but he drops hints to her all the time, and flat-out told her once when they were drunk that I wouldn’t have to know. I don’t let on, and we like the guy okay, but he won’t drop it.”

“Okay…”

“You can say no to this. But we’d like to get him thinking that we’re bringing another guy home with us. Not like we definitely are, but get him thinking we are. Except, obviously, we are.”

“Are you sure that wouldn’t make him go after Britt more?”

“It might. But if he ever brings this up, she’d just deny it. But we want him to see you flirting with her, and leaving with us.”

I agreed to it. Why wouldn’t I? I don’t know this guy, and I don’t have respect for dudes that pursue women after being told “no.” I don’t think they had respect for him either, and despite their phrasing, after seeing them all interact, I don’t believe he is at all a friend of theirs. In the end, I think it was a turn-on for both of them. As well as a fuck-you to him. And I was happy to be a part of it.

The brewery was…just as a brewery on Friday night should be. And with this particularly large group taking up space (about a dozen of us) there wasn’t much privacy. We’d already had a plan though. I arrived about thirty minutes after Mike and Britt. I was a stranger who’d happen to start flirting with her, and then find out she was married. And then be introduced to Mike, and hit it off with him. Then things would naturally progress.

Basically, this part went exactly as we planned. I had no idea who their friend (Sean) was, but it seemed as we got to flirting, none of their friends were really paying us much attention. Then, as I was talking to Mike, one of the guys started talking to Britt. It was the guy I least thought could be Sean. He was a good-looking guy, kind of short, but well-dressed and a winning smile. He’d spent most of the night with another girl there, and I assumed they were together.

“There we go,” Mike said to me, quietly. And I knew it was Sean.

Sean was making Britt laugh. Or maybe she was just leading him on a bit. He was throwing a quick eye to Mike and me every so often. We kept up our own conversation. Sean went for another beer. Britt came over to us, and Mike slapped her ass. Sean returned a few minutes later with two beers, one for Britt. Our group became four.

We chatted for awhile before Sean said, “Sorry, who are you?”

If that sounded condescending, believe me, it was. With that, I knew he’d noticed me flirting with Britt earlier. And suddenly, I had no issue with messing with this guy.

“Matt.” That’s all I said. Britt offered what I did for a living. I ignored Sean and started talking to Mike again. Sean was quick to steer the conversation with Britt away from me and back to him. I honestly had a hard time keeping track of what I was saying with Mike, while also tuning in to them. But I heard enough humblebragging to cause my ears to bleed, and enough of Britt’s feigned interest and cute laugh to make me hard. I’m not into the jealousy angle, or humiliation, that type of thing when it comes to sex. But I love teasing. She was really throwing some lines at Sean, and he was grasping for them. Watching her pull them away was turning me on. Especially as I knew how the night would be ending.

He tried to pull her away from us, but Britt stayed at Mike’s side. Mike gave me a look finally, like I should make a move. So at the next lull in both our conversations, I engaged Britt again. Sean was annoyed. Then, Mike moved around to Sean and started up a completely trivial chat about something…well, trivial, that Sean was clearly not into. He was watching Britt and I. Meanwhile, her and I were talking about an incident at my job, and I was letting my eyes wander her body. I wanted Sean to see that I was doing it. Britt touched my arm at one point. I heard my name dropped by Sean, but ignored him. Mike would take care of him. I was completely focused on Britt.

About thirty minutes later, some of their other friends came over to say goodnight. By now, the group had halved. I decided to spice things up a bit. Britt excused herself to the restroom. I excused shortly after.

I met her when she got out, and asked her how she thought it was going. She thought it was going great, but she wanted to get out of here soon. I asked her if she thought Mike would be upset that I came after her. Because I wouldn’t want to upset him. She said he’d think it was hot. Then she kissed me.

It was perfect. Her lips were soft, and parted to let my tongue explore. I held her waist. It was only for a few seconds, then she took my hand and led me back to Mike and Sean.

Sean’s face dropped when he saw her holding my hand. The look was precious. He seriously couldn’t comprehend how Britt was holding some stranger’s hand in front of her husband, while he, stud that he was, was not even on her radar at this point. And, Britt was blushing. Which, as you’ll remember, can be seen from a mile away.

“We gotta get going,” Britt said to Mike. She was still holding my hand. Mike said sure, then asked if he could speak with me privately. I was honestly confused. He pulled me aside, out of earshot of Britt and Sean.

“Ready to go?” he said.

“Yeah. How’s he doing?”

“He’s being a fucking prick.” Mike didn’t talk like that much.

“I’m basically pretending to ask you right now if you want to come home with me and Britt. That’s what I want him to think I’m asking you.”

We chatted a few more minutes while Britt coyly looked over at us, Sean crestfallen, but still seemingly trying to weasel his way in with Britt.

Then Mike and I returned.

“Okay,” he said. “We’ll see you later, Sean.”

Mike didn’t say goodbye to me. Britt just looked at me, smiled, and said, “Bye.”

Then she and Mike left. Sean and I watched them go and didn’t say anything to each other. Then, as soon as they disappeared out the door, I put my bottle down and said, “Nice meeting you, man. Take care.”

And I walked away from him and out of the brewery. I can only imagine how he looked, and what he was feeling.

I messaged Mike and Britt, asking if they still wanted me over tonight (it was getting late) and they said yes.

Now that time has gotten away from me, and I need to head into work, I’ll pause there and pick up with our round two a bit later. Thanks for reading!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6nsqir/leading_up_to_round_two_with_the_yuppie_couple_mfm

4 comments on “Leading up to Round Two with the Yuppie Couple [MFM]

  1. The perfect Cock Block. Cuck Block? Whatever…

    Well Played sir. Well Played (w/ kudos to Mike n Britt for their roles)

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