[Group] [FFF] [Teen] My Spiteful Threesome

It was my first summer out of university and I had a new found confidence. I was 18, I had lost my virginity, had plenty of experience figuring out my sexual preferences, and I was no stranger to the world of online dating. I was walking around with my head held high and this courage that introverted middle school me would have envied.

I moved back to my small town for the summer months. I had a few jobs lined up and most of my friends were returning home as well. I was looking forward to sharing stories and seeing how much everyone had changed in a few months. Most of them had gained a fair bit of weight (woo freshman 15!), all of the couples had broken up and I was quite surprised at all the attention that was suddenly getting directed my way. Sure, I’d lost a bit of weight, I also dyed my hair as close to bleach blonde bimbo as you can get, and my new lip ring was a conversation starter to say the least. But wow, coming home to people being floored with what they saw in front of their eyes really reinforced that confident demeanor and poise.

The one shitty thing about being from a small shitty town is that well, it’s a small shitty town. I was worried about how I’d make it through the summer without my newfound pool of fun friends. I was sure that even my first dildo and little vibrator weren’t going to last me almost five months. Naturally, I turned to the internet. And the pickins were slim.

I eventually ended up hitting it off with this guy, ehh let’s call him Chad. That name paints a perfect picture of what this guy was all about (sorry to all the Chads out there, but come on, have a sense of humor about yourself).

He was 18, a bit of a small town degenerate, he listened to weird music, and would honk for me to come outside, ugh. But! He had a car and weed so apparently that was good enough for 18 year old me. Ugh. He also was a shining example of how skewed the male teenage mind was from assuming porn is real life. *Long story short* one day when we had snuck away to my parent’s cottage 15 minutes outside of town, he did something so ungodly atrocious that I still rattle my brain wondering what in the fuck was going through his head. Yes, ladies and gentleman, he went ass to pussy. Let’s just go ahead and dwell on how goddamn awful that was. No sneaky condom removal, no quick wet wipe, just straight ass. To pussy. Now, if anyone would’ve tried that nonsense on me nowadays? They’d likely get slapped and sent home with a semi. However at the age of 18, I did my best to laugh it off and not make such a big deal about it. The resulting kidney infection sure taught me a thing or two about boundaries and communication though. But before the full blown infection set in, and after I had sworn this guy off completely, he was pleading with me to go to this house party with him. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to it. There were new people to meet and the house was in the middle of nowhere, perfect place for an underage drinking shit show of a time. Plus, he was going on about how excited he was to show me off to his friends, come on, what ugly duckling wouldn’t want to be shown off?

I begrudgingly agreed after I found out a good friend of mine, Jon was going. I figured hey, what’s the worst that could happen? (Side note: When you ask yourself this question in regards to a sexual experience, you’re either going to have the *best* time, or the worst. There’s no in between. Proceed with caution.)

The party proved to be the shit show I’d counted on. Clothed people getting pushed into the pool, sloppy white girls chasing vodka their older siblings bought them with potato chips and wine, three simultaneous games of beer pong at all times, one guy even climbed a tree to set off fireworks. Go ahead and ask me how that turned out… Yeah, one of those parties.

When we first walked in I was quickly introduced to a handful of people. The host, some of Chad’s buddies, and his two best girl friends. These bitches were just heads over heels for this guy *for whatever fucking reason* oh right, he had a car. Apparently their friendship went “way back” and “they’d do anything for Chad”. They were a bit standoffish to me at the beginning but after Chad had proceeded to blow me off time and time again, I gravitated to them since they were warming up to me. I remember at one point they told me to try magic erasers to whiten your teeth. Really hope I’m painting a picture here for you guys.

At one point I remember seeing Chad get asked about me, “who her? I don’t know man I didn’t invite her”. Seeing him repeatedly blow me off and refuse to acknowledge our ties had reached its limit. My fragile little ego decided instead of curling up into a ball in the corner and crying into a bottle, I was going to get even. This fuck needed to be taught a lesson about respect.

Now, something you should know about me. I’m not a vindictive spirit. Fool me once, shame on you yadda yadda. But this guy, ooooh this guy! You know in shows when they pan around the main character as they have a sudden realization flood over them? I swear I could see my eyes light up when I decided how his night was going to end. I was going to fuck his friends.

At this point his two girl friends and I had actually start to hit it off. One was a larger girl, not chubby but a little above average. She was built with broad shoulders and had a few inches on me. She had glasses and a nose ring, her bleach blonde hair looked like it hadn’t seen a stylist in over a year but hey, she kept my drink full and she got me hooked up with a new weed dealer. Her name was Ashley, her friend’s name was Kate. Her friend was a slight girl, more of a strawberry blonde. She couldn’t have been taller than 5’2 and her frame was so tiny I could’ve put her on my shoulders and carried her away. She had intense raccoon eyes topped off with a double eyebrow ring.

As the party started to wind down, say close to 4 in the morning, I start prodding into their relationship. They’d be friends for years, lived down the road from each other, “did everything together”. They were quite the little duo. I pressed deeper… “So, have either of you been with another girl before?” it was after their initial reactions that I knew I could have them in the palm of my hand. They both giggled at the idea and sheepishly replied “no, but we’ve talked about it…” Ashley trailed off. Bingo. Seed planted. From then on I controlled the conversation. I’d swing wide, talking about their summers and what some of their favorite beaches were, before narrowing in on what turns them on about the female body and what fantasies run through their heads late at night.

When I finally thought that they were in the right headspace I snuck away to find us a room. Thankfully it was a huge house and I was able to track down a bedroom that didn’t have bodies strewn across the furniture and floor. I downed the last swigs out of my wine bottle and tucked it away in the room. Now, this was a bit of a risky move. I probably wouldn’t use this line again but am I ever grateful that it worked. “Guys, I’m getting tired. Want to head up to bed? I found one last empty room!” They both nodded their alcohol infused bobble heads in agreeance and followed me up the stairs. I still remember this part *so* vividly. At this point I’d experimented with two other women in university. I love the female form, I always have, and I had no doubts when it came to my skills. The tricky part, I knew, was going to get them to trust me without having to invite Chad to our no pants party. Ugh, that guy. To my surprise, neither of them asked for me to get him to join! I really lucked out there. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

As soon as I close the door behind us I take my dress and tights off, “sorry guys, but I’m getting comfortable.” No objections. They loosen up but remain fairly clothed. “I call middle!” I jump under the sheets and prop myself up so I’m still sitting upright. The two of them are still standing on either corner of the bed, slowly making their way towards me. Now I can’t remember my exact phrasing but it was at this point that I asked if they wanted to play spin the bottle. Go ahead, judge away, but between spin the bottle and truth or dare, I *always* get what I want.

Oh hey! Look at this conveniently placed and totally not conspicuous wine bottle that just manifested itself on the duvet, how’d that get there?? I offered to go first. I spun the bottle with so much vigour it was practically flung off the bed. Off to a great start. The tip lands near Ashley and I slowly crawl towards her. We make eye contact and I let out a giggle before grabbing the back of her neck and press her lips against mine. I could tell there was a bit of hesitation but I made up for their stiffness by being overly enthusiastic and always making the next move. Ashley’s turn, it lands on me. I lean so far in she barely has to move. I spend twice the amount of time swirling my tongue around her mouth. I get up on my knees so I’m overtop of her, both my hands on her face. “I’m sorry, I can’t wait any longer” I turn to Kate and her eyes widen as I dive in to taste her lips. I take a more aggressive approach from here on out, if they want me to stop, they’ll tell me. My right hand wanders down Kate’s sides and I hook my thumb around her hip to squeeze her ass. Feeling her lean into my touch I take that as permission to get a little more handsy. Then I realize, I’ve been the greedy one, theses best friends have yet to touch lips! I encourage them to do so and sit back for a brief moment, to soak up the sight I’ve let transpire.

We were all quite drunk and a little fumbly but only a few minutes passed before we were completely naked on the bed. Kate ended up leaving her blue cotton bra on and Ashley kept her red lacy thong on. After about 20 minutes of wandering hands and mouths I push them further, “so, who can I eat first?” They both turn sheepish again. I noticed Kate left a little wet spot in her panties when she took them off, I tease her for being so turned on. “I’ll be gentle, don’t worry”. I lie her back on the bed and I can feel her muscles tighten. Her legs are still held together tight by the time I get down to her dangly belly button ring. I’m on the left side of her, running my fingers up and down her skin. My tongue finally reaches her shaved but stubbly pussy. I slide my tongue just barely inside her lips, I rock my tongue back and forth above her clit before she finally slowly spreads her legs for me. “Thank you” I look up at her and smile, she buries her face under her hands and giggles as I wrap her left leg over my right shoulder. At this point Ashley is on the corner of the bed, watching with eyes like saucers. I wiggle my bum in her direction but she doesn’t get the hint, she’s too transfixed on her best friend who’s about to lose all sense of control. I don’t spend much time teasing as the poor thing is literally gushing whenever she clenches her stomach. I slowly slide my left ring and middle finger inside her wet cunt, she tries to stifle a moan. I draw her inner lips between my lips and begin to suck her sensitive little clit. One of those clits that are so tiny they’re hard to keep track of. She seems to be enjoying it though, her legs start flailing on either side of me. I use my right hand to play with myself, I’m surprised to find out how wet I am, I literally have juices running down my thighs. At this point I’m determined to make her cum, I slide my pointer finger inside her next, all three now filling her sweet little cunt completely. Her juices pool in the palm of my hand as I show no mercy. I suck her clit while my tongue swirls around it. It only takes a few more rhythmic motions before I feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers. I leave them inside, as deep as I can before slowly easing up on her clit, I place my hand above her pussy and pull at her skin so her lips slightly open for me. Ever so gently I tongue her cunt as she regains composure. God, isn’t that the best feeling in the world?

Without words I gesture for Ashley to lay down next to her bestie. I ask her politely to remove her panties and I behold the same beautiful sight, a drooling pussy. Hers looks even wetter than her friend’s! She had a slight bush but it was well maintained, nothing I couldn’t work with. Now, I’m getting kind of greedy at this point. Sexually I’m generally a sub but when I can have my way with women I can get very, very dominant. I seize this opportunity to make her beg for it a little more… “Do you want your cute little pussy eaten? Do you want to cum like your slutty friend? Do you want my face buried between your legs as I ravage your cunt?” (*Disclaimer, this is what I remember saying in my drunken state, let’s be honest, it probably came out more along the lines of “ayyy girl you want me all up in you??” but I digress.)

Her body was even more responsive. I stuck to a similar pattern, at this point I figured the tables weren’t going to get turned so I decided to be happy with making them cum drunk before leaving to brag about my conquest. But god, Ashley was a fucking gusher. Her body was in a constant state of quivering the second I plunged between her legs. Kate didn’t wait long to lean over to kiss Ashley and play with her gorgeous C-D cups while I did the grunt work. Hearing them both giggle and moan is a sound I’ll never be able to get out of my head. In the process of wiggling around and getting comfortable between Ashley’s legs, my hand brushed against the wine bottle from earlier. As my ring clinked against the glass my face curled up like the cartoon Grinch’s when he’s planning to steal Christmas. They were both too occupied with each other to see me lick the neck of the bottle before sliding it up Ashley’s cunt. She lets out a loud “holy fuck!” As I ram her harder and harder. Ashley’s quivers quickly turned into full body spasms and when she came, I’m 90% sure earthquakes registered on nearby seismographs. I was slightly rougher with Ashley so as she was cumming I buried my whole face inside her cunt. My tongue slid inside her and I came up absolutely covered in pussy juice. The two friends laid back in a blissful haze. I was so fucking proud of what I had accomplished. I let them cuddle up and get comfortable, decompressing and giggling about what they had just been a part of. I felt like a full blown 1920’s gangster when I headed downstairs to freshen up, “well toots, it’s been a pleasure!” I really wish I’d said.

At this point in the party there were next to no people left conscious, the whole house was asleep and I was tip toeing over bodies to get to my bag and the bathroom. The only other person who was awake was my buddy Jon, the one who I’d found out had been invited but we never crossed paths until now. “Jon! Jon! Jon! How’s it going?!” he greeted me with a big hug and picked me up. We’d been in the same class since first grade and this was his move, the lift and spin. I asked him how his night had been but before I could let him get his stories out I jumped it, “Hey! Smell my fingers…” I shove my left hand in his face and he bursts out laughing. “That’s ma girl!”
“AND THERE WERE TWO. JON. Jon I just had a threesome out of spite and made two girls cum all over my face!!” I told him how I felt like a 1920’s gangster and he proceeded to offer me a cigarillo to share outside. It was a fantastic end to a very, very interesting evening.

I checked up on the girls before I went to bed the evening prior and they had already fallen asleep by the time I crept back upstairs. We never exchanged numbers but Ashley did try to get in touch with me through her dealer a few weeks down the road. I didn’t end up making anything of that.

I managed to catch a ride home with Jon and his brother early the next day. I saw Chad passed out on the pool deck outside. He later texted me a string of messages about what a bitch I was for doing that to him. I never replied. I went back to school a few weeks later and never ended up hearing from him again, thankfully. Would I do it again? In a fucking heartbeat.

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