My [f]ailed threesome

This happened nearly a month ago, I should also add, I’m bi.

A good friend of mine, I’ll call her Angela, was visiting home from uni, so I tell her I’ll catch up with her over a drink. We arrange a date, time and place.

I show up to a small but modern bar and she’s already there. I’m in a casual, but pretty short and very tight green dress, and she definitely dressed up more than me. She was in a blue dress, with long ginger hair, and showing a lot of cleavage. Looking her up and down now, this was definitely not the first time that I wished she wasn’t straight.

After about a half hour of talking, a group of guys walk in. We immediately stop talking and just stare at one of them. He looked like he could comfortably be a movie star or a model. To me he looked like he could be on the front of Calvin Klein underwear box. I should probably mention he was probably just under a decade older than us. I’ll call him Chris.

“Dibs” I call, which she protests, saying that wasn’t very fair. We settle to a deal that we’ll both flirt with him, and whoever takes him home wins. I’m not too nervous, because although Angela is so so sexy, I’ve got a lot more experience.

Angela goes up first, and talks to him, he’s with two other guys, and they don’t pay too much attention to her. Meanwhile Chris is laughing, and so is she, 5 minutes later she comes back grinning, as Chris ‘subtly’ checks out her ass.

My turn.

I go up and buy him a drink. We talk for a bit. I learn he’s not from here, but here on work, the two people there work for him and they just went out for some drinks. My flirting is famously heavy handed, so he can definitely tell what I’m after.

Eventually Angela comes up and joins us, we’re now far enough away from his colleagues that they can’t hear us. Chris acts surprised we know each other, although I think he knew as he probably saw us sitting together.

After an amazingly short amount of time, he invited both of us to his hotel room, across the road. I look to Angela, of course I’d love a threesome with these two but I wasn’t sure about her, she nods, we both agree and then we go.

At this point I’d just like to add we haven’t drink that much, I’d say Angela and I were both somewhere in between tipsy and smashed, I could walk in a straight line, easily.

Chris tells his colleagues he’s going in for an early night and then we head up to his hotel room, us on either side, with his arms on both of our waists. A couple of times he reaches down and feels our asses.

He unlocks his hotel door and we waste no time, he closes the door and Angela throws herself at him and starts snogging. I laugh as I go behind him, hands on his waist kissing his neck.

When they both get off each other, we both help to undress him, me slowly undoing his shirt and her hurrying with the trousers, he’s left in just boxers already rock hard, about an average size. I start to grind on him, rubbing my ass against his underwear.

He tells us to stop and ask if we could put on a show for him, just make out and undress each other, I let Angela answer first, because we both know how much I would love that. She agrees.

He sits on a chair and we both get on the bed. I let her make the first move, she’s over me, kissing me gently, I have her hands on her hips and shes cupping my face. I reach around and unzip her dress. We get up and I slide it off her, showing white frilly matching underwear. She then reaches round and undressed me, I’m funnily enough also in white frilly underwear.

I undo her bra and my god are her boobs just amazing, she reaches round and does mine, this entire time still kissing. This is when we hear it, a loud moan from the corner of the room. This entire time Chris has been watching, stroking himself, and when we look over he’s came all over himself.

I’m telling I’m willing to wait for round 2, but Angela is not as nice, she mildly insults him while putting her clothes on, and tells me to follow her. She’s always been a bitch to guys. I’m torn as Chris is sexy, but she’s my friend. I look over to Chris, and he suddenly seems less attractive, red, panting and covered in his own cum.

I give him my number, get dressed and follow Angela.

We don’t talk for a bit, walking towards our homes now, she looks worried. I ask her what’s the matter. “I’m still horny and…” she doesn’t want to add what’s next without me getting it out of her. Eventually she says “can I come back to your place?” I grin ear to ear and hurry up, getting there as soon as possible.

My house was empty for the weekend, so I take her up to my bedroom. I ask her if she really wants this and she barely has time to answer before she starts making out with me. The first ten minutes go pretty much the same as in the hotel room, slowly undressing, but then I get her boobs and start sucking which she loves. After a while of this she puts her hand into my panties as we still kiss.

After a while of playing with each other’s nipples and fingering she tells me she wants to try scissoring. I agree and we start, we start slow and pick up momentum, both moaning and thrusting. We go faster and faster until we’re both sweating, teeth gritting, thrusting as fast and as hard as we can.

She moans, telling me about to cum, and my god is she a squirter. Her getting her cum all over my stomach pushes me over the edge. I cum seconds later.

We clean up, and fall asleep cuddling each other.

Maybe it wasn’t so much of a failure, we’ve hooked up since.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cpqgj4/my_failed_threesome