The time I fucked my girlfriend while my crush watched [MFF] [long]

This story happened a couple years ago, during the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college.

At the time I was in a long-term relationship with a girl named Lindsay. Lindsay was about 5’7”, she had a thin, athletic build with curves in the places where it counted. Her hair was straight and brown, usually with a colored streak running down it (at the time, the color happened to be purple). She had adorable, perky B-cup breasts, and hazel eyes. Lindsay usually wore large-framed glasses which had a sexy librarian type vibe (which absolutely drove me crazy when I first met her). Simply put, she was cute. She was usually dressed in oversized flannels or sweaters and yoga pants (classic college girl attire) and she had a certain innocence about her (at least she did at first). She was always near the top of her class in school, and she was the type of girl who had all sorts of guy friends following her around that clearly wanted something more from her, but she was always too nice to tell them to go away altogether. She was also bisexual.

I met Lindsay in Freshman year when we were on the same floor in our dorm. As soon as we became friends, I could see right away that she had all kinds of options with regards to guys, and I kind of figured I didn’t really have a shot with her. Fortunately, I was wrong, and we actually ended up losing our virginities to each other in her dorm room, but that’s a different story.

Fast forward almost two years and Lindsay and I were going through a sort of rough patch in our relationship. Not just emotionally, but physically too. We’d become so comfortable with each other that, for whatever reason, the sex just wasn’t exciting for Lindsay anymore. During the entire first half of summer, I think we only had sex two or three times. Other than that, it was day after day of Lindsay telling me that she just “didn’t feel like it” that night or saying that nothing felt new or adventurous anymore, and that maybe we should take a break from sex for a while. In retrospect, this should have been a sign that the relationship was starting to fall apart, but at the time, I was convinced that eventually things were going to get back to normal. We’d tried all sorts of things over the past year to make things more exciting in the bedroom, but one line we’d never crossed was inviting a third person to participate. Lindsay would prod me about this every once in a while, but at the time I hated the idea of having to share her with a total stranger. She insisted that it could be another girl, and that I would have fun, but I wasn’t buying it. At least, not yet.

It was a warm day in early August when Lindsay and some of our friends went out and spent the day at the beach. One of those friends was a girl named Mandy, who was Lindsay’s friend from high school. Mandy was about 5’3” with long blonde hair and a perfect, curvy body. She had D-cup breasts and slate blue eyes. It’s hard to exactly put a label on how I felt toward Mandy, but here’s what I’ll say: before I was ever in a relationship, I sort of assumed that once you were dating someone, you just magically stopped being attracted to anybody else. This, of course, isn’t true. And while I never had any intention of cheating on anyone, I found that I had to actively stop my eyes from drifting toward Mandy any time she was in the room. She was absolutely beautiful, and I got nervous and could always feel myself blushing any time I talked to her (I’m pretty sure Lindsay noticed this on several occasions). I couldn’t help but feel there was always this weirdly flirtatious energy between us. Mandy had this sarcastic manner about her that was absolutely infuriating, and this little smirk she would do that… that just, AAAAAAAAAASADILOFUHASDPIGFUHG!!!!

But I knew there was nothing I could do about it, so I tried to interact with her as little as possible just to avoid any trouble. I should also mention that Mandy had sort of an interesting history with Lindsay. They’d been best friends in high school, and Mandy had a history of being bicurious. I knew for a fact they’d done some stuff before, but I was pretty sure that they never went all the way. The pair of them always seemed flirtatious though, and I’d seen them make out multiple times at parties even after Lindsay and I started dating. So, that was extra reason for me to stay away from Mandy.

Mandy, Lindsay and I, along with the rest of our friends all got to the beach really early that day and stayed until sunset. We even got there early enough to stake out a spot to put up a beach volleyball net. Around 3pm, Lindsay and I were sitting in the sand watching a doubles match between our friends. Mandy was in the game, and I’ll be damned if she didn’t look good playing volleyball in nothing but a blue floral bikini which showed off every curve of her body. It was all I could do not to stare. As I sat next to Lindsay in the sand, watching our other friends play, I almost felt like she noticed how much I was struggling not to look at Mandy, and yet I still couldn’t stop looking. In a way, I almost liked that Lindsay noticed it.

That night, about seven of us headed back to Lindsay’s apartment to do some drinking. All the girls threw on a pair of shorts over their bikini bottoms, and the guys all put on shirts, but we were all still in our swimsuits. Everyone got a little bit tipsy, we played some games, and then most of our friends headed out until eventually it was just Lindsay, Mandy, and I at the apartment. Lindsay and I settled down on her couch and Mandy sat on the floor, and the three had some more drinks and just started talking about whatever was on our mind. Over time, the conversation started to drift toward sex and relationships. It came out through conversation that Mandy had wayyyy more sexual experience than I thought she did, which surprised me, because I’d never seen her be in a relationship that lasted longer than a couple months. At some point, I ended up asking her what her body count was.
“I don’t know. Something around forty?” she answered casually.
“Forty?” I replied in disbelief.
“Yeah something like forty.”
“So, do you even remember each one like, individually?”
“Not really,” shrugged Mandy. Now, I’m aware that for some guys, this might have been a turn off, but for me it was the exact opposite. The idea that Mandy was so sexually confident only excited me more. I’d known Mandy for two years, and I’d never realized just how slutty (in the best possible way) she’d been the whole time. I found my mind, racing, wondering what she’d done. I wanted to imagine what it was like to be one of those guys that was getting with her.
“Actually,” Mandy said with a big grin. “I guess my body count depends on like… how you count multiple people?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, if you hooked up with two people at one time, does that count as one or two?” I could feel my jaw drop open.
“You’ve had threesomes?” I asked, doing my best to hide just how interested I actually was. Mandy smirked and nodded. “Threesomes with who? Threesomes with two guys?”
“Sometimes with two guys…,” said Mandy with a devilish smile as she took a quick swig from the bottle of vodka in her hand. From that point on, I struggled not to stare at Mandy. Feeling the courage of the alcohol, I started getting bold with my eye contact, and I noticed that more often than not, Mandy was staring right back at me, giving me lingering, (maybe suggestive?) glances with her slate blue eyes. I shuddered but wrote it off as nothing. She couldn’t be giving me a signal, right? Not with Lindsay right there.

But then, I’m also looking at Lindsay, and her tight, soft body in her bikini top, and I’m thinking about how agonizing it’s been to watch her for so long when I wanted nothing more than to tear her clothes off and have the exhilarating sensation of being with her just like it used to be. It had been so long since I’d been inside her and felt her familiar warmth. The combination of these thoughts with the alcohol was too much for me, and before long I was fighting back a pretty noticeable erection (in swim trunks). It was so bad that I had to grab a pillow from Lindsay’s couch and hold it against my lap, but the erection wouldn’t go away.

Around this time, Lindsay invited Mandy on to her couch to come cuddle with the pair of us while Mandy started complaining about her recent ex. I’m sitting upright with a pillow covering my erection, while Lindsay has her head against my shoulder, and Mandy has her head in Lindsay’s lap. All of this meant that Mandy herself was in really close proximity to the uh… let’s just say the place where things were happening. This was a fact which I was keenly aware of.

“Baaaaabe, you just need to find someone who reeeaaaally deserves you!” Lindsay told Mandy somewhat drunkenly as she twirled her hair.
“I wish I could be like you guys…” Mandy replied equally drunkenly. “You found such a great guy, Lindsay, it’s not faaaaaair!” Unexpectedly, Mandy reached up with her hand and grabbed my own hand, which she started stroking back and forth with her thumb. Her hand was warm and soft. I had to suppress a shiver. “You’re such a good guy!” she told me with a weak smile as she stared straight up at me with her bright blue eyes. “I don’t say it enough, but you’re suuuuuch a great guy. Lindsay is so lucky to have you.”

“He’s alright,” joked Lindsay, and then, she turned and kissed me right there, with Mandy on her lap, and she didn’t stop. My heart started pounding, and I felt the blood surge into my already rock hard cock as Lindsay’s tongue flicked mine. Lindsay was kissing me like she hadn’t done in a very long time, and it was happening with Mandy right there. Lindsay pulled away and looked down at Mandy, who was grinning back at her. Clearly, Lindsay must have been feeling exactly as frisky as I was. It wasn’t until later that I learned that Mandy was also driving her crazy and making her feel turned on. Can’t say that I blame her.

“Awwwww!” said Mandy, sitting up. “You guys are so cute!” Then, she grabbed onto Lindsay’s hair and my hair, and gently pushed our faces together. Lindsay kissed me harder than before, in fact, she kissed me more passionately than she had in months. I heard Mandy giggle, which turned me on even more. It was exhilarating to me having her control me and Lindsay, gently pressing our heads together. I felt her grip tighten around my hair.

Then, unexpectedly, she pulled our faces apart and moved in to kiss Lindsay herself. At first, it was just a gentle, soft kiss, but before long the two of them were making out. This wasn’t like what I’d seen at parties, and it wasn’t just for fun. A few minutes in, the two of them were gasping for air as they passionately kissed. Lindsay pulled away and began sucking on Mandy’s neck. Mandy let out a soft moan.

At this point I’d seen enough, and I had to get back in the action. With my heart pounding, I reached behind Lindsay’s back and grabbed the strings of her bikini top. She saw what I was doing and grabbed my hand, stopping me. Then she turned to look at Mandy, who was still sitting right next to us. I could tell that Lindsay wanted to take it off, but she was worried about doing it with Mandy right there. Mandy just smiled and ran her hand along Lindsay’s back.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” she said with a smirk. Lindsay’s face broke into a smile as she took her bikini top off herself and tucked it away in the corner of the couch, revealing her perky boobs and round nipples. Immediately, I leaned in and squeezed her little boobs together, sucking at the nipples. I heard Mandy giggle again, and right at that point I knew we weren’t going to stop there. My cock was still rock hard, and now that I wasn’t sitting down, it was more obvious than ever. Lindsay could see it, Mandy could see it, and I didn’t care. I knew what my body wanted. I threw my shirt to the ground and began tugging at Lindsay’s shorts. Lindsay hesitated at first, shooting a nervous glance at Mandy, but Mandy just smiled and nodded back at her.

“It’s fiiiiiine Lindsay, just do it!” Mandy said. Lindsay nodded cautiously and slid down her shorts. She slipped her finger in my mouth, pulled it out, then stuck her finger down her swimsuit and began to slowly stroke herself. She closed her eyes and took in a deep gasp of air. I wasted no time in pulling down her bikini bottom, revealing her perfect little pussy. It had already grown red and hot and was already wet to the touch. I could tell she was ready for me. I laid down on the couch and traced Lindsay’s labia with my fingers, then I got to work eating her out while Mandy watched. Lindsay began to moan, clutching at her perky little breasts. All the while, I couldn’t help but look over at Mandy, who had taken her bikini top off without me noticing. To my surprise, I found myself staring right at her round, soft, D-cup breasts. They looked even bigger than I had imagined. She was running her hands along her breasts, lifting them and letting them drop again, all while staring right back at me with pure lust in her eyes. It was a sight that I couldn’t have even imagined earlier that very day, and it was almost too much for me to handle. Rightly interpreting my wide-eyed expression as an invitation to get closer, Mandy leaned over and started running her hands through Lindsay’s hair as Lindsay moaned with pleasure.

“You’re so luuuuucky, Lindsay. You’re so lucky to have a guy that treats you right.” Mandy giggled. Lindsay, laughed for a moment, but it quickly turned into a shallow gasp as I brushed over her clitoris. With that, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to get some of the pleasure for myself. I leaned in toward toward Lindsay.
“I want to fuck you. Right now,” I whispered in her ear. Lindsay looked over at Mandy, then back at me with a lustful expression, and then she nodded. Her hazel eyes were filled with a passion I hadn’t seen since we’d had sex for the very first time. Everything was new again. I saw Mandy’s eyes light up, and she bit her lip with excitement as she realized what was about to happen. She wanted to watch. Lindsay scooted down to the end of the couch as I slid off my swim trunks. My cock practically burst out at full mast. I couldn’t quite believe what was happening, I was about to be inside Lindsay for the first time in ages, all while Mandy was staring at my cock. The thought of her looking at it felt so dirty in the best possible way.

Like I’d done many times before, I slid my cock into the familiar, warm walls of Lindsay’s already wet pussy and we started going at it missionary. She squealed as soon as I put it in, and her and Mandy laughed at the same time. That’s when it started to feel really good to me. It felt like we were just three friends having fun- using each other to feel good. I began thrusting back and forth like no one was even watching. I could tell that Lindsay wanted everything I had to give. Her pussy was so hot and tight, and her hips were bucking back against mine with every thrust. I was completely in my own world, enjoying being inside Lindsay once more, when I heard another moan to my right. I looked over and saw that it was Mandy. Mandy was staring at the two of us with her hand down her shorts, masturbating. She smiled when she saw me staring as she continued to stroke her pussy with two fingers. The idea that Lindsay and I fucking could turn in her on just made me want to thrust harder, and so I did, plowing into Lindsay’s tight pussy faster and faster. I turned her over and began fucking her doggy style. Mandy continued to show her appreciation with high pitched little moans. Eventually, Lindsay’s moans grew closer together, and I could feel myself getting close. Right on cue, Mandy leaned over and kissed Lindsay tenderly on the lips. Immediately, Lindsay broke away as I felt the walls of her pussy tighten.

“I’m… I’m cumming!” she struggled to get out as she threw her head back and let out a loud moan. I felt her juices on my cock as Lindsay breathed heavily. Mandy ran her hands through Lindsay’s hair and then her eyes flicked up toward me. The second that Mandy’s sexy, slate blue eyes locked with my own, it was too much for me, and I came. Hard.

I moaned as I filled Lindsay up with a series of thrusts. I slowed my pace and then pulled out. I looked over and saw Mandy giving me a dirty smile. I couldn’t get enough of it. Lindsay turned around and gave me a kiss: a real, passionate kiss.

Then, it was just the three of us. Me, my girlfriend, and my secret crush, sitting there and breathing heavily, naked in my girlfriend’s living room. Without wasting much time, Mandy grabbed Lindsay’s hand and led her away.
“We’re gonna go jump in the shower,” she said, and Lindsay gave a giggle. I could have cared less where they were going. I was just laying there in disbelief about what I’d just experienced. The three of us all slept together in Lindsay’s bed that night before Mandy went home in the morning. This wasn’t the last experience that Lindsay and I had with Mandy, though. I hope you guys enjoyed my telling of this story! Maybe if there is demand, I will post some of the later stories, too!

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