Both Ends of the Sextrum [MFF]

This is a true story from about 5 years ago. I was single and just a couple of years out of university, finding my feet in my new career. Looking back, I realise these were probably the golden years of my life – no real responsibilities, no worries, no money, no bedtime.

I’d never been much of a clubber but I’m old friends with some Iranian-British girls who loved to hit the fancy clubs.

Dipshit me, who’s wallet was lighter than a paper clip, agreed to accompany them and some of their rich friends from the gulf to insert-French-word-here nightclub in Mayfair in London.

The place was shitty, packed to the tits with entitled arseholes, boring music and minimum table spends. I purposefully bought my own drinks and did not get involved in the ridiculous bottles of champagne for 300 quid a pop that the rest of these nobs were drinking.

I ended up spending a significant amount of time in the smoking area. Armed with a beer more expensive than a 2003 Fiat Punto, I lounged on the admittedly very nice garden furniture, listening to drunken phone arguments and below average flirting bellowing around me.

Sometimes when you don’t belong somewhere you can spot the other people who don’t belong either. Two girls were also spending a lot of time outside. A petite little red head in tiny shorts and a fur shoulder throw, and a chubby dark haired girl in all black with bright emerald earrings. Both were very pretty in their own way, but their clothes were more Topshop than the Belmain and Versace the other girls in this place were sporting proudly.

It instantly made me like them. Then I caught the skinny girls eye and she gave a little smile and looked away.

I was bored, and with a few bottles of Dutch courage in me, I went over to introduce myself.

“What are we doing in a place like this?” The girls started laughing instantly. It wasn’t really a funny line, so it threw me off a little.

“Sorry, we were literally just talking about how you looked like one of us!” The chubbier girl told me between chuckles. “This place is insane.”

“I’m sure the same song has been on for the last two hours.” The little redhead piped up.

Their names were Gina and Jessie. Jessie, the larger girl, had just broken up with her boyfriend and had come out to cheer up. She looked jolly enough to me. They were out for some other girls birthday who they didn’t know that well. All three of us were bored and lonely so we grabbed some more drinks to play a couple of drinking games.

We learned some interesting things about each other over the next hour or so.. It culminated in Jessie confessing that she used to have threesomes with her boyfriend. And a few times Gina joined in the action. Gina blushed a little with that perfect /r/happyembarassedgirls look.

We finished our drinks and headed back to the bar. The queue was absolutely outrageous. We all rolled our eyes at each other. Gina pulled me close by the waist and I leaned down.

She shouted through the blaring music.

“Shall we go grab some bottles from the off-licence and head back to my parents’ place? Jessie’s been a bit down and maybe we could both help cheer her up!”

I definitely wanted to get out of there and this sounded like it could end up being a very interesting night!

We rocked up to a nice semi in Kilburn after a singalong ride on a night bus (I bloody love London).

We played a few more rounds of drinking games before things started getting really fun. All three of us admitted to having some kind of gay experience. I promised to tell them mine if they’d tell me theirs. I went first, and I’ll spare you the details, beyond telling you that it was nothing more than innocent fumbles almost inevitable in an all boys school.

Then it was their turn.

Jessie looked a bit sheepish, so Gina went first.

“There was this girl I’d been friends with since primary school. In sixth form we went to one of those summer camp things in America and on a day off we went hiking. It was hot as all fuck. We found a big rock pool to cool down in as we’d been following a small river. Like I said, it was hot and it was no big deal cos we’d seen each other before…so we stripped, dived in and, yeah…cooled down.”

Jessie laughed a bit at this and I realised she must have heard this story before. She was listening eagerly, her big tits jumping a little as she laughed. She looked like she wished she was the one in that story.

“You can’t leave it there!” I exclaimed, perfectly rightly. “What do you mean you cooled down? We both wanna know!” I pointed at Jessie who blushed and giggled, her big tits getting some air time again.

“You can use your imagination for the rest, you’re a writer.” Gina smirked.

“I’m not a writer.” I’d foolishly admitted whilst drinking that I had a penchant for putting some of my sexual exploits to paper. I cringed a little inside.

I quickly changed the subject. “Jessie what’s your story? By the way, endings are usually a good story component.”

“Fuck you.” Laughed Gina. Then she and jessie exchanged a funny look.

“Well, mine’s sort of the same story.” Jessie said, taking a swig of her drink and lounging back on the sofa.

Gina started giggling at my expression, and slid herself closer to Jessie on the sofa and nuzzled up in to her with a hand rested on her hip

“Why don’t you finish off the story, Jessie?”

As the great William Wordsworth probably said at some point…aaaaw sheeeit.

Jessie looked down at Gina and suddenly looked like a schoolgirl again, who’d found her first sweetheart.

“We swam for a while. We were kind of checking each other out and splashing around. I’m sure Gina was trying to cop a feel.”

“You wish.” Gina piped up.

“We lay out in the sun and kind of started talking about how different our bodies were. How I wished I had her waist and she wished she had my tits.”

“And your ass.”

“Shut up, you’ve got a lovely little bum.”

“Ladies, ladies. You both have lovely backsides. Let’s finish the insanely hot camping story please.”

They laughed again, and Jessie continued.

“We thought we’d practice kissing. Neither of us had ever had a boyfriend, and we wanted to see what it was like.” They held each other’s gaze.

“And what was it like?” My member had reacted by this point and I was growing a little impatient.

“Kinda like this.” She leaned in and kissed Gina full on the lips. Through their giggles they started to make out. I felt a bit like you do when you finally beat the last boss on donkey Kong. They broke their kiss with a cute little pant.

“Then, we started touching each other.” This was definitely the wrong time to take a sip of my drink.

Jessie slowly ran her hand over Gina’s skinny legs up her side and over her tits. Gina shivered a little.

“It doesn’t feel as good as it did then.” She raised an eyebrow at Gina and before I knew it they were both out of their outfits. Gina reached up to unclad her bra and turned to me. “Get your kit off, dickhead.”

I don’t know if there are professional clothes removal circuits, but I reckon I had to be close to a world record.

My boxer briefs strained with my aching dick as the girls removed their underwear and resumed making out and stroking each other on the sofa.

I moved over to them and asked if I could join in the kiss.

“Don’t you wanna hear the rest of the story?” Gina fluttered her eyelashes at me.

“I wanna make my own fucking story.”

The two naked beauties beckoned me in closer. Gina scooted over and made space for me to sit between them. For the first time I felt their two contrasting bodies pushing up against me as they both leaned in towards me.

From big bouncy Jessie to lean and supple Gina, I was pushing both ends of the sexy spectrum. Or sextrum if you will.

Gina took the lead and pulled me into a kiss. I felt her girlish skinny arms on my torso and felt her perky little A Cups pushed up against me. After a long blissful moment of tongue tennis, I found my head being forcibly turned away towards Jessie, and suddenly I felt those big soft wobbly tits rubbing me all over. As I made out with Jessie and felt up her magnificent breasts, I felt Gina slide off the sofa next to me. I wondered for a moment where she’d gone, before I felt her hands pushing along both my knees towards my crotch.

I took stock of the situation, and decided that maybe I’d go to fancy clubs more often.

As I continued to kiss Jessie passionately, feeling her warm, cuddly naked body all over, Gina pulled my boxers down my legs, my raging erection snapping free and bobbing around with pent up excitement.

I was expecting to feel Gina’s small fingers wrap around my cock, but instead I felt her push her petite chest up to me and rub her nipples over the head of my dick.

I made a little surprised moan into Jessie’s mouth and leaked a spot of precum onto Gina’s chest.

To my surprise and delight, Jessie, whilst still exploring my mouth with her tongue, grabbed hold of Gina’s head and pushed it down towards my painfully erect pussypeg. She lapped out her tongue across my piss slit and I shuddered involuntarily.

Jessie pulled off my lips and started kissing down my neck, shoulders, chest and belly as Gina carried on seductively flicking her tongue over my cock head.

My eternal fantasy of a double blowjob looked like it was about to happen – but I had something else in store first.

Jessie used her larger frame to push Gina to the side and took her place. She enveloped my cock between her generous boobs, and I felt the silky warmth rub my shaft up and down. Gina took up a new position and leaned over Jessie’s chubby, freckly shoulders to suckle on the head of my cut cock, which was just peeking out from between those two exceptional love-bags of Jessie’s.

Soon they got into an amazing rhythm and I began to rise my hips off the sofa to fuck the tits and mouth that were pleasing me. From warm comforting boob to electric tongue action, this was one of the best physical feelings of ever experienced.

I kept pumping into them and started to tense up, my groans getting more guttural and animalistic. Gina’s mouth was full, but Jessie looked straight in my eyes as I fucked her tits and whispered – “I wanna see you spurt.”

Without any more prompting necessary, I grabbed Gina’s head and pulled it off the end of my engorged dick. I then pressed it into her old friends chest as I unloaded on face and tit alike. Streaks of my cum plastered the two of them, both showing off their best lustful faces. Gina’s looked especially cute covered in jizz and playfully nuzzling into Jessie’s gorgeous tits.

She followed this up by motorboating into Jessie’s spunk-drenched boobs, catching my uber-sensitive head in her lips.

My orgasm was so strong my muscles were still shaking a little.

After we all relaxed into fits of dopamine-inspired laughter, Jessie got up, showed off her sexy chubby curves to us both and took herself and her gleaming pair of bazookas into the bathroom to wash off. Gina got up to join her, but whispered to me as she left – “Jessie doesn’t want to fuck anyone else yet. But we can stay in the spare room”

As she turned to leave, she bent over and spread her cute ass cheeks showing me a perfectly formed tight pussy. She rubbed a solitary finger through it and then brought the finger up to her mouth.

She looked me square in the eye as she sucked her finger, scooping up a little of my jizz from her cheek and sucking that off too.

Once I was alone in the room, I’m not too ashamed to admit I shed a small tear of joy.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/76yyth/both_ends_of_the_sextrum_mff