The [F]atal [F]law of Trying to Live the Drea[M]

*Let me preface this by saying it’s not a threesome story.*

Many moons ago I was a college student.

Around Junior year I was hooking up with a girl whom we’ll call Amber. Amber was on the track team with a full scholarship, I won’t bore you with the details of what events she was in, but let’s just say she was built like you would hope a girl on the track team would be built. She had shoulder length brown hair, big brown eyes, was tall, about 5’8 with a heavy b-cup chest, abs that belonged on the cover of a fitness magazine, and a beautifully round ass sculpted by hours spent in the gym. We met in a class we shared, ran into each other at the gym one afternoon and started hooking up not too long after.

Being that she was collegiate athlete and I was young and not in terrible shape our sex life was athletic with each of us constantly jockeying for the dominant role in the bedroom. The sex was amazing. We’d fuck for longer than necessary until we were both drenched in sweat and too tired to move, to this day it was probably some of the best sex of my life.

The problem was that I couldn’t stand her.

With her body and girl next-door looks she was a solid 8 who fucked like a 4 and acted like a 10, she was very nice to me but very rude and crass to others, she would call waiters by their first name and wasn’t very nice to service staff which drives me absolutely crazy. More than a few arguments were had between us over how she treated people and was one of the reasons we never became an “official” couple. We differed pretty greatly on a lot of political issues which isn’t normally a deal-killer for me but coupled with what I just mentioned I just kind of didn’t like her too much. But our chemistry in the bedroom was so undeniable that she snuck her way into my Myspace Top 8 (this is a period piece).

Amber lived with a roommate in a 2 bedroom suite on campus, we’ll call the roommate Tiffany. Tiffany was also on the track team in a different event, she was African America, tiny, maybe 5’3, with a tight little package of a body and large, juicy lips. Their place was so much nicer than mine so I spent a lot of the 5 months Amber and I were hooking up at their place and because of this both girls became very comfortable around me. Tiffany was funny and all of us were extremely relaxed about most issues so the atmosphere in the apartment was very relaxed. Tiffany was single the entire time I was around and it was by her choice, she was pretty and funny but I don’t think she was ready to be tied down.

It was late in the Spring semester when on a Thursday night Amber invited me meet her at a bar one night. I arrived later to find her and Tiffany a few drinks in already, both in jeans and a t-shirt (like myself) and surrounded by guys. I walked up and slid into the empty space beside Amber and ordered a drink. The night rolled on, drinks and shots were had and things began to become a little blurry. At some point I came to on the dance floor with Amber grinding on me and my hands roaming her body as we moved, with her rubbing her ass on my crotch the way she was my cock was fighting to be freed from the confines of my jeans. We danced and kissed until we heard “Last Call!” yelled from behind the bar and decided it was time to turn in. Tiffany appeared on the dance floor shortly after and we all turned to leave. Now I was highly inebriated and my recollection probably isn’t the best but as I turned to walk past Tiffany, with Amber in front of me leading me by the hand, I turned to smile down at Tiffany as I passed her and when she looked up and smiled at me her tiny hand reached out and quickly grabbed my cock through my jeans. It took me completely off guard and was so quick I couldn’t even be sure it happened, to this day she’ll still deny that it happened but I’m pretty sure it did. Immediately though I brushed it off as the alcohol playing tricks on me.

We piled into a cab and went back to their place, Amber and I grotesquely made out in the cab ride back to her place. Amber and I retired to her bedroom and Tiffany said goodnight as we did. I stripped down to my boxer briefs and got into bed while Amber was in the restroom. I desperately wanted to pass out but with how Amber was grinding on me, with our tension at the bar and with our make-out session in the cab I knew she wanted to get fucked. Frankly I needed it too. She returned from the bathroom and stripped completely down to nothing but her thong, she was acting casual but was putting on a little show for me as she undressed. She tied her hair up into a pony tale, turned out the lights, and crawled into her queen-sized bed. I rolled over to meet her and she immediately turned her back on me and scooted back against me as the little spoon placing her ass right against my erect cock. She giggled and whispered goodnight.

*Um, no.*

There’s a space when you’re drinking where you’re definitely drunk, within view of blacking out, but not quite there yet and it’s in that space that I can become a bit….. primal. I wrapped my arm around her stomach and immediately began kissing her neck. My hand slid up her stomach and gripped one of her breasts tightly as my tongue and lips moved around the back of her neck, my cock slowly grinding against her ass. She let out a little gasp at how suddenly I had began my aggressive advances and quietly moaned out “I’m tired.” I used by body weight to roll, rolling her onto her stomach and straddling her ass. I reached down and grabbed both of her wrists picking them up and slamming them on the pillow above her head, she let out a little moan as I pinned her hands above her head and another when I leaned down and whispered into her ear “I don’t care” before giving it a little bite. I kept her wrists pinned above her head as I continued to kiss and lick the back of her neck while grinding my cock into her ass. After a few minutes of randomly kissing and licking her neck I crossed her arms above her head at the wrists and gripped them with one hand keeping them pinned, the other hand grabbed her pony tale tightly and yanked it back. At this she let out a very loud moan, her ass was off of the bed grinding back against my cock, her stomach flat on the bed with her head bowed back giving me access to more of her neck which I immediately took advantage of. I held her in this position for a few more minutes while she moaned and whimpered until I was ready. I let go of her wrists and reached down between without allowing her much movement, I pushed down my jockey shorts just enough to free my cock and then pushed her thong to the side giving me access to slide my cock inside of her.

She let out another loud moan as I buried the full length of my cock inside of her, a moan so loud you’d think she didn’t have a roommate. I lifted myself a little keeping her in the ‘prone-bone’ position with a tight grip on her hair, I pulled my cock out to it’s head and rammed myself back into her and began unceremoniously fucking her. She was being a tease and this is what teases got. I fucked her roughly while I pulled her hair with one hand and kept her lower back pinned on the bed with the other, she was crying out in pleasure as I slammed into her. I fucked her like this for a while until her volume level began to get a little too high, I didn’t need anyone calling the police so I let go of her hair and pushed her face into the pillow. I took my hand off of her lower back and lifted my weight off of her a bit, she immediately raised her ass into the air but kept her stomach and chest on the bed. Not wanting to accidentally murder her I took my hand off of her head and put it on the back of her neck but she got the hint and took full advantage of it. As I began to rail in and out of her again she began to full on scream in pleasure into the pillow. She was screaming and whimpering into the pillow as I drove her to what was at least 3 orgasms before I started to lose steam a little. Needing a little reprieve I pulled myself from her pussy and knelt down behind her pushing my tongue into her hole. Her screams turned to moans into the pillow as I pushed my tongue into her and wiggled it around, she pushed back into my face and ground as I worked. I reached one hand around her thigh and began to manipulate her clit with my thumb, pressing and rubbing in small circles in time with my tongue. She came again a few minutes later and I was good to go again.

With my hand already wrapped around her leg, I grabbed her other leg with my free hand, yanked and flipped her onto her back. She let out a little scream when she hit her back, I grabbed her by the waist and raised her hips off of the bed, made sure her legs were over my shoulders and pushed myself back inside of her. I grunted as I began pounding her again, she wrapped the pillow around her face and began moaning loudly into it attempting to muffle her cries. She lost control a few minutes later and let go of the pillow moaning out into the air “OH MY GOD, MY SPOT, MY SPOT” over and over as I felt her cum again. We were both sweating profusely at this point and I felt myself getting ready to cum a few minutes later. She came one more time as I hurried my rhythm before I pulled out and shot thick ropes up to her neck, chest and then stomach. I let out a loud moan myself as the powerful and hard earned orgasm overtook me and sat back on my heels until I’d finished cumming. We both sat there for a few seconds panting, wordless and trying to catch our breaths. After probably about a minute her breathing became labored and she began to fan her face and I immediately grew concerned because I knew what was coming, she was going to cry. She tried to fight it back but she shuddered and the tears began to run down her face as she whimpered. “Shit, are you O.K.?” I asked concerned that maybe I was too rough on her. “Yeah,” she replied through the tears “that was so good, Christ, I’m too emotional. Holy shit that was good.” She let out a little laugh through the tears.

“Those are tears of joy?” I asked, relieved. “Fucked a girl to tears, going to add that to my resume.” I joked causing her to laugh again. “Fuck you,” she laughed “get me a towel.” I patted her leg and got up to find a towel, she had calmed down by the time I’d finished cleaning her up and laid down next to her after I threw the towel away. She curled up against me and laid her head on my chest as our labored breaths settled and we both passed out.

Her alarm went off a few hours later waking both of us up where we were in the same position from when we passed out a few hours earlier. She rolled over and turned her alarm off immediately rolling back to her previous position. I’m a very horny guy first thing in the morning so I rolled over to face her and began to kiss her running my hands up and down her side. She pushed me onto my back and slid her hand down wrapping it around my cock which was already in the morning wood position. She broke our kiss and looked me in the eye while she stroked me, she let out a little moan and asked “Where did you come from last night mister?” She smiled at me and I smiled back, without prompting she bent down and took my cock into her mouth. She moved her body around so that she was straddling my legs as she sucked my cock, looking up at me while she worked. It was quite a sight and wasn’t too long before I could feel myself getting close. I grabbed her head and pushed it off of my cock telling her I wanted to be inside of her. She let out a little smile and straddled my cock, after she positioned my cock and slid it inside of her she placed her hands on my chest and bounced her hips on top of me. She worked her hips for only a few pumps before she pulled herself off of me much to my dismay. “I’m still a little sore, just let me finish you like this.” She said as she took me back into her mouth sucking enthusiastically. It wasn’t too much longer until I came down her throat with her accepting all of it. She didn’t swallow, instead she got up and found the towel from the night before, depositing the contents of her mouth into the towel.

She crawled back into bed and kissed me letting me taste myself on her tongue before getting back out of bed and throwing on some gym clothes. “I need to take you drinking more often if that’s what happens.” She joked as she got ready and I laid watching still feeling a little hungover. “I’m going to go workout and then head to class from there, just let yourself out when you’re ready.” She came back and gave me a peck on the lips before picking up her gym bag and backpack and leaving. I assumed she was going to shower in the gym locker room after her workout and head to her late morning class, which wasn’t unusual.

I closed my eyes for I don’t know how much longer, couldn’t have been more than an hour, before I decided it was time to get up. I threw on my jockey shorts and walked out into the kitchen to get a drink, luckily the dorm was occupied by 2 athletes so there was always Gatorade on hand. The set-up of the dorm was typical, a living room that went into an open kitchen, the bedrooms were on the far side of the front door with the bathroom in the middle. I grabbed a Gatorade out of the fridge and leaned back against the counter drinking it, I let it work it’s magic as I sipped it and felt started to feel a little more human. It was so easy to recover back then, I miss those days. I was about halfway through the bottle when the opposing bedroom door opened and Tiffany emerged in only her sports bra and a pair of booty shorts. Like I mentioned early, I was at the apartment often and we were very casual there so it wasn’t the first time we’d seen each other in our underwear, it was actually very common. “Good morning” she smiled as she approached me. I returned the greeting and took another sip of the Gatorade and said “I think I may have overdone it last night.” She smiled and took the bottle from my hand and took a sip. That was an unusual move, she’d never done anything like that before added to her being only maybe a foot away from me and with her looking me in the eyes while she sipped caused me to shift uncomfortably a bit. She put the bottle on the counter next to me and stared up at me. “Overdone is the word, I hardly slept at all.”

This was not the response I was expecting, actually not even the same topic, she definitely had me on the ropes on this one. “Oh shit, uh, sorry about that. She can get a little loud sometimes I guess.” Her eye contact was penetrating, it felt like she was coming on to me but I’d never gotten that vibe from her before so I was totally off balance. “I’ve been over here while you two have fucked before and she’s told me you were a good lay but God damned I thought you were trying to murder her last night with the sounds coming out of that room.” Was she looking out for her roommate? Was I misreading the conversation? That question was answered when she softly grabbed the of my bicep and looked over my torso. “She also told me you had a fantastic cock.” Her gaze shifted down to my jockeys. “But last night, while I was trying to get off while listening to you two I had trouble picturing it.” Her hand moved from my arm down to the outside of my shorts, her fingers tracing now growing cock. I gulped trying to moisten my dry throat, her very frank language was causing my cock to slowly inflate but also making me extremely uncomfortable. I mean, I was fucking her roommate, and while getting to fuck 2 girls in the same apartment was a lifelong dream I didn’t think it would actually ever happen and the prospect of it was at the moment a little overwhelming. “I couldn’t get off like I wanted because I couldn’t picture what you were working with and now I’m very frustrated.” She slid her hand into my jockeys and grabbed my cock causing me to hiss, she closed the remaining distance between us as she began to stroke my rapidly inflating cock. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. “But, but what about Amber?” I whispered offering no resistance to Tiffany’s advances. Tiffany moved her arm down causing my jockeys to push down and reveal my half-hard cock, she let out a little moan and said “Fuck Amber and fuck me.”

That was all I needed. I took my hands off of the counter that I’d had a death grip on and wrapped my hands around her tiny waist, leaning down and kissing her lips. They were supple and soft, our lips parting and our tongues greeting each others almost immediately as we moaned into each others mouths. She pushed my shorts the rest of the way down and I stepped out of them, my cock was now fully hard through her soft lips and hand.

This was a dream come true for me, Amber wouldn’t be back from class for at least another hour and was unlikely to find out so now I was going to get to fuck 2 girls in the same dorm. Slip out of one room and into the other for fun. Amazing!

I turned us around and lifted her onto the kitchen counter causing her to moan and press her face against mine harder as we kissed. I grabbed the sides of her panties and broke the kiss, she lifted herself off of the counter slightly allowing me to pull them down and off tossing them to the side. She scooted her ass to the edge of the counter and reached between us grabbing my cock and guiding it to her opening. I stood up on my tiptoes and pushed into her hissing at how tight she was. I began pumping myself in and out of her pushing in more and more as she began to loosen up with each stroke. She pulled my lips back to hers and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist as I fucked her in her kitchen, our tongues pressing against each other as we moaned into each others mouths. It wasn’t long before I was able to bury myself fully inside of her and pick up the rhythm of my thrusts. I broke our kiss and pressed my lips to the side of her neck tasting her salty skin, my hands wrapped tightly around her waist with her moaning loudly. I dragged my tongue along the side of her neck and heard her give out a little “Oh shit.” But it wasn’t a good ‘oh shit’, it sounded pretty bad. I stopped what I was doing and looked at her face which was filled with concern, she was staring at something and I followed her eyes to the open door that Amber was standing in with a look of utter disbelief on her face.

We stared at each other for a few seconds before it happened, a little smile spread across her face and she stepped in allowing the door to close behind her. She slowly approached us and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and began pulling it up………… is how I wish this had happened.

I mean that’s the way it happens in all of my favorite internet films, but that’s not the way it happened at all, not even a little.

After our few seconds of silence Amber screamed “WHORE!” and ran off into the hallway with the door closing behind her. “Shit” Tiffany whispered again. Neither of us knew what to do so we just stayed like we were, Tiffany on the counter with me standing in front, my cock buried inside of her. A few seconds later Tiffany finally broke the silence with “Fuck it, finish and go. I was close.” She tightened the grip of her strong legs around my waist and began to work her hips on my cock. It seemed borderline psychotic to me but I’m not a psychologist, her lips found my neck and I began to pump my hips again. I found my pace again and as we both began to moan she turned my face and kissed me again. I minute or two later I felt her clench around me and orgasm which sent me over the edge myself. I pulled out of her and dribbled my remaining cum on the bottom of her stomach (I didn’t have a lot left). After I finished she pulled me back into her and kissed me again, we made out for a little while before she broke the kiss and I stepped back allowing her off of the counter. She grabbed some paper towels and cleaned herself off while I slipped my underwear back on.

Tiffany told me not to worry about Amber, she’d patch things up between the two of them but that I was probably out of the picture. I couldn’t argue with the last part, I walked into Amber’s room and got dressed, grabbed a few things I had there and made my way out as quickly as I could. Tiffany kissed me on the way out on her way to the shower and told me it was a shame we wouldn’t be able to do that again.

Luckily Amber and I didn’t share a class anymore so there were no forced awkward interactions. I tried to text her to no avail. I had a class with Tiffany the next semester who told me that after a few very tumultuous days she was finally able to relay to Amber that while what Tiffany had done was terrible, Amber and I weren’t exclusive and she therefore had no real claim over me. Tiffany said it took time but they were cool, not the same as before, but cool. I tried to make a move on Tiffany again during our semester in the class together but she said she didn’t need to drama if caught again. Amber and I have now reconciled but I never fucked either again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/81ibq2/the_fatal_flaw_of_trying_to_live_the_dream