The time I fucked my girlfriend while my crush watched (Part 2) [MFF] [long]

If you haven’t read the first part of this story, you should read it first [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d64y8v/the_time_i_fucked_my_girlfriend_while_my_crush/)

Okay so it seems like a lot of you liked my first story so I’m back with part 2. Due to popular demand, here is the story of the second experience I had with my girlfriend Lindsay and her friend Mandy.

I was pretty much riding the high of our first night with Mandy for the rest of the week. Everything had been so exciting and yet felt so natural. The image of Mandy slowly stroking herself while she watched Lindsay and I was burned into my mind the whole week. It wasn’t long before I started to want it again. Not only that, I wanted more. I remembered all the times that Lindsay had prodded me about getting a third person to join us in the bedroom, so I figured maybe there was a chance that she’d be into it too.

About five days after our night with Mandy, I sat Lindsay down on her bed and just straight up asked her how she’d feel about having Mandy over for a three-way. I told her everything I was thinking about how Mandy had made things so much more exciting, and how it seemed like Lindsay had also had a really good time that night. I was expecting a receptive audience, but Lindsay was surprisingly uncertain about the prospect of having Mandy over again.

“Why not?” I asked. “I thought you wanted to experiment with a third person. You’ve been mentioning it on and off for months. Do you not want that anymore?”

“No, I do,” said Lindsay hesitantly. “I’m just not sure if… Mandy would be into it.”

“Well, couldn’t we ask her?”

“I don’t know,” sighed Lindsay. “I just don’t know how she’ll feel about it.”

“I mean, she seemed to be enjoying watching us last time…” I said. The conversation went on like this for some time before I finally surrendered to Lindsay’s reservations, although I was left completely confused about what was making her nervous. She kept coming back to the point that Mandy might not be into it, but I wasn’t convinced this was actually her problem. At the time, I suspected that maybe Lindsay was worried about me catching feelings for Mandy if the three of us had sex. I didn’t want to protest too much, since it was without question that I was starting to develop some feelings toward Mandy that were sort of hard to process (Ironically, I later learned that the real reason for Lindsay’s hesitation was that she was worried about catching feelings for Mandy herself. Go figure.).

It was with disappointment that I gave up on the idea of having Mandy over again and told myself that I’d just have to be satisfied with the memory of that one night. But then, later that night, I was sitting in Lindsay’s bedroom, when she got out of the shower and came in. We talked while she was getting changed, and she casually mentioned that she’d been thinking some more about the whole “Mandy situation”, and that maybe having a Mandy over again would be exactly what we needed. She said that she’d realized that being sexual with Mandy had been really fun the last time, and that even if Mandy wasn’t interested, it wouldn’t hurt to ask.

“Oh, really? Okay cool,” I answered, trying to sound casual. In fact, I couldn’t have been more excited.
“I mean, it’s not like she’s gonna judge us if she’s not interested,” reasoned Mandy. “We’re too close for that.”
“Yeah, totally,” I replied, my mind was already beginning to race as I imagined the possibilities of having Mandy over again. Lindsay said that she would reach out to Mandy to feel out what her interest level was, although I could tell that she was still a little bit nervous about this. I can’t say that I blame her. It’s not easy to casually bring up having a threesome in conversation with a friend. However, after how excitedly Mandy had watched us last time, I was feeling good about our chances. I went to sleep that night buzzing with excitement.

The next day, I was staying at my own apartment, with no news from Lindsay about whether or not she’d reached out to Mandy yet. It was in the early evening when I got a buzz on my phone that made my heart jump. It was text from Mandy.

“Soooo… do you need some help in the bedroom department or what?” she asked in her typical dry way. I took a deep breath and replied. The following was our text conversation.
Me: What do you mean?
Mandy: Your girlfriend just messaged me asking if I wanted to come over tomorrow night. Are you not doing enough for her?
Me: Haha very funny.
Mandy: Do you need me to show you guys where the G-spot is? Is that the problem?
Me: No and fyi it wasn’t Lindsay’s idea.
Mandy: Then why did Lindsay just ask me?
Me: Because I suggested it.
Mandy: Really?
Me: Yeah really
Mandy: Lmao ok.
Me: What???
Mandy: Nothing I just didn’t think it would be you to suggest that.
Me: Why not?
Mandy: No reason. I’m just surprised that’s all.
Me: So what’d you tell Lindsay?
I saw the three bubbles at the bottom of the screen as Mandy was typing her answer. She took a long time before she finally responded.

“I haven’t decided yet,” was all she offered. It was tantalizingly brief, and that was where we ended the conversation. I had to hand it to her, she really knew how to get inside of a guy’s head and stay there. I waited impatiently for the rest of the night, unable to focus on anything. I started to worry that maybe this had been a big miscalculation. What if Mandy wasn’t interested after all? Would I ever be able to talk to her like normal again now that I’d opened up about what I wanted from her? What if she told the rest of our friends? Mandy had all the power now. I was pulling my phone out of my pocket every five minutes, hoping to see any indication of a response from Mandy. Finally at about 11pm, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Lindsay.

“Mandy says she’s down,” the text read. I stared at my phone for a full minute, as I felt my excitement bubble up. It was really going to happen. A couple minutes later I got a text from Mandy.

“Hey so before you go getting any ideas, I just want you to know that if we’re gonna do this, then you’re gonna have to share me, alright? You don’t get to have me and Lindsay. I’m the one who gets to have you both.”

“Ok, so that’s how it’s gonna be. I got it ?” I replied, yet again getting a rush from Mandy’s sexual confidence.

Fast forward to the next day, and Mandy comes over to Lindsay’s apartment around 8, and holy fuck was she dressed for the occasion. Mandy was wearing a low-cut, sexy black top which showed off her round, D-cup breasts, and booty shorts that followed the shape of her perfect curvy ass. She’d had her hair done since I’d last seen her, and her long blonde strands now fell down to her shoulder in waves. It was a very good look for her. For all her aloofness, I could tell that Mandy was probably just as excited for the night as I was. By contrast, Lindsay was wearing nothing more than her usual fare: just a tee-shirt tied with a hair tie on the back and a pair of yoga pants. But I wasn’t complaining. Lindsay had a tight, toned body, and she looked fantastic in yoga pants.

Neither Lindsay nor I had any experience with this sort of thing before, and it really showed. For some reason, we felt like we couldn’t just go straight to the bedroom. Instead, we felt as though we had to keep up some pretense that we weren’t specifically there to have a threesome, so we made some small talk with Mandy. She talked about her day and this guy she’d been texting, and then Lindsay talked about her day and how she was trying to switch majors before fall semester started. All the while, all of us were conscious of what we were really there to do. At some point, I decided to make drinks for us, and Lindsay sat on the couch with Mandy and started streaming an episode of Seinfeld. I think it was abundantly clear to Mandy (who had much more experience with this kind of thing) that neither Lindsay nor I knew what the fuck we were doing. She almost seemed to enjoy watching us try to act all casual. Throughout the early part of the night, I kept catching her giving me amused glances with her infuriating little smirk.

I finished making the drinks, and Lindsay, Mandy and I all sat on the couch together. I sat on one end of the couch with my arm around Lindsay, and Mandy sat on the other end of the couch. Even though I was staring at the screen, there wasn’t even a tiny part of me that was paying attention to the show. I swear to god I couldn’t even tell you what episode of Seinfeld it was. I was just thinking about Lindsay and Mandy. I imagined the sensation of being inside Lindsay as she eagerly bucked her hips against me, and the sight of Mandy watching us and pleasuring herself kept flashing across my mind. Already I could feel my erection pushing up against my pants. I wanted Lindsay and Mandy so bad. I guessed that Lindsay was probably similarly distracted, since she was just sitting and sipping her drink in complete silence, not saying a word.

We were about two thirds of the way through the episode, and not even half-way through our drinks, when Mandy took action.
“So, who wants to fuck me first?” Mandy said suddenly. Before I could even think about answering, Lindsay piped up.
“Me,” she said immediately. Clearly Lindsay had been ready, just waiting for Mandy to say something. Lindsay turned around and leaned into Mandy, and two of them went straight to making out. There was no shyness about it this time- no gentleness. It was pure lust. Lindsay’s hands started feeling Mandy’s curvy body right away. I watched her slide her hand down Mandy’s back and grip on to her big round ass. I just sat in astonishment and watched. In a manner of seconds, Mandy had split the sexual tension in the room wide open. They broke away from each other for a moment while Mandy reached over and paused the TV show. Then, the two of them were at it again. Mandy sucked hard on Lindsay’s neck, and then pulled Lindsay’s shirt off over her head, exposing her fit, athletic body. With a quick unclasping of Lindsay’s bra, Mandy squeezed Lindsay’s perky tits together and leaned down to kiss them, giggling all the while.

Lindsay gave a satisfied sigh and closed her eyes as Mandy licked around her nipples. At that point, Mandy looked over at me, then looked down at my sizeable bulge and smiled. She scooted over on the couch, and while still making out with Lindsay, she began to rub my dick through my pants. It was already hard, and now it seemed as if it was practically going to burst out. I sat up and grabbed Mandy by the shoulder, gently turning her toward me and grabbing her low-cut black top in my hand. I lifted up on her shirt, which Mandy was eager to get off. We were all so full of sexual energy, it seemed that we couldn’t strip down fast enough. Before I could even go for her bra, she was unclasping it herself, revealing her soft, round boobs. I grabbed a handful of her soft breasts and kissed her hard nipples. Mandy turned her head to the side and resumed making out with my girlfriend.

At this point, I’d had about enough foreplay, and I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants, finally freeing my erect cock. I stroked it slowly as I watched Mandy pull of Lindsay’s yoga pants, revealing an absolutely soaked pair of panties underneath. Lindsay put two hands on Mandy’s face and the two of them began vigorously making out once more. In the middle of it all, Mandy looked over and noticed me stroking myself. She bit her lip and then reached down and clasped her hand around my dick, putting it on top of mine as she stroked it up and down. At her touch, I felt a warm shudder of pleasure go through my body. After a few blissful minutes of Mandy gently running her hand along my cock, Lindsay pulled away from Mandy and leaned down toward me. She grabbed my dick in her hand and started sucking up and down, fitting my full length inside her mouth. Lindsay was great at this, and Mandy noticed.

“Daaaamn, Lindsay,” she giggled. “Here, let me help you,” Mandy added as she grabbed a hair band off her wrist and used it to tie Lindsay’s hair back into a ponytail, all while she vigorously stuffed my cock down her throat. Mandy ran her hand gently up and down Mandy’s back for a while, her bright blue eyes watching Lindsay go to work on me. Lindsay had me close, but I held out a hand to stop her. I didn’t want to cum yet. Not with so much in store.

“Maybe we should take this to the bedroom,” Mandy said with a confident smile. Lindsay and I didn’t protest. We stood up from the couch, leaving our clothes behind, and went into Lindsay’s room. Lindsay and I had never had a threesome before, so we were sort of unsure about positions, but Mandy was able to help us out. She had Lindsay lie down on the bed and directed me to go down on her. I didn’t need to be told twice. I pulled Lindsay’s panties down and went to work on her dripping wet pussy. Lindsay moaned in appreciation as I worked on her clitoris. She reached down with her hand and grabbed tightly on to my hair. Then, Mandy slid her own panties off and jumped on to the bed.

“This is where it gets fun,” she said with a smile, as she leaned up against the headboard and straddled Lindsay’s face. Lindsay recognized what Mandy wanted, and started licking Mandy’s pussy while I was licking hers.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Mandy sighed as my girlfriend went to work licking her pussy. It was amusing for me to watch Lindsay go to work on Mandy because technically, Mandy wasn’t even out yet. Every time someone would bring up the subject of her sexuality, Mandy would go on this spiel about how she “didn’t really identify as bisexual” because she “only hooked up with girls occasionally and for fun, and she didn’t think she could ever fall in love with a girl like she could with a guy.” As I watched her getting her pussy eaten with her body arched against the headboard of the bed, I could tell this couldn’t have been further from the truth. Mandy was bi as fuck, and I was loving every second of it. Mandy moaned and reached up to clutch one of her big round breasts in her hand. Before long, it was all too much for Lindsay. She was practically thrashing her hips against my face, holding my head down as her gasps grew louder and closer together.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” she exclaimed, pulling her head away from Mandy’s pussy. Mandy could tell Lindsay was about to cum and got off of her. I could tell Mandy wanted to watch her cum. She laid down next to Lindsay and started rubbing and kissing her perky little breasts. Moments later, Lindsay let out a loud moan, and I could feel her legs start to shake. “Holy fuck… Oh shit!” she whispered as she came hard. She held my head in place as she took a series of shallow breaths.

“Was that a good one, babe?” Mandy asked slyly.

“Yeah,” Lindsay managed to get out between overwhelmed gasps as she sat up in bed. Mandy leaned over and kissed Lindsay gently on the lips, then her slate blue eyes turned to me. I knew what she wanted. Lindsay hadn’t finished the job, and Mandy had come here expecting to get fucked. She went into the living room, rummaged through her bag, and came back holding a condom.

“Lie down for me, hon,” said Mandy sweetly as she tore open the condom, her blue eyes filled with lust. I did as she said, laying down on the bed. Mandy stuffed the condom into her cheek, then leaned down and slid the condom over my dick using her mouth. I’d never seen anyone do that before, and it left me staring wide-eyed at Mandy, at a loss for words. My surprise must have been obvious to Mandy, who looked at me and laughed.
“Did Lindsay never learn that trick?” she asked, shooting a dirty glance toward my girlfriend. Then, she sat up, spread her legs, and began to lower herself onto me. My heart was racing as I felt a nervous jolt of excitement. I was about to be inside of Mandy. I felt my cock slide into the hot, wet walls of pussy. Her pussy was different than Lindsay’s- it was tighter, for certain. Mandy leaned back and moaned as she took my dick inside of her. Then, she began to gently ride me cowgirl style. She slowly bounced up and down, her big ass slapping against me. The walls of her pussy gripped tightly around my cock. Mandy’s pace grew quicker and quicker, her round boobs jiggling as she breathed heavily with pleasure.

“Oh fuck yes. Oh fuuuuuck,” she said, smiling all the while. I looked over and saw that Lindsay was watching Mandy, transfixed by her friend. Lindsay – who had just came only five minutes ago –started to stroke her red pussy, aroused by the sight of Mandy riding me. I felt the pressure of Mandy’s warm pussy against my dick as she bounced up and down. I was practically in heaven. Lindsay slid over to us grabbed hold of Mandy’s face with one hand while rapidly rubbing her pussy with the other. She leaned in and kissed Mandy, who kissed her back.
Mandy pulled her knees forward and put her hands on my chest, still leaning over to make out with Lindsay. She rode me faster and faster, breaking away from Lindsay to gasp for air.

“Oh shiiiiit. Oh fuck. You’re gonna make me cum!” Mandy cried as she slid up and down on my cock. Then, with a very loud moan, I felt the walls of Mandy’s pussy tighten as she began to climax. Just like with Lindsay the week before, the sensation of Mandy cumming sent me over the edge and I also came hard as Mandy’s body slapped against me with several hard, final thrusts. Mandy threw her head back and gave an exasperated laugh as she rubbed herself gently back and forth on me. She looked down at me with those killer blue eyes and gave me a naughty smile.

“Thank you for that,” said Mandy with a grin as she slid off me. I laid back in a state of bliss as Mandy turned around and spread Lindsay’s legs. Somehow, Mandy wasn’t done yet, and she got to work eating Lindsay out until Lindsay had a second shuddering orgasm. I just laid there and watched, in awe of Mandy. After that, it was a few trips to the shower, putting on our clothes again, and saying goodbye to Mandy, who ended up going back home for the night.

“Just let me know if you guys ever want to do this again,” she said with a wink as she headed out the door, giving both Lindsay and I quick pecks on the cheek. I was pretty much in a state of disbelief about what had happened for the rest of the evening. After I got over how good it was, I was left with other questions, like what things would be like with Mandy now? Would it be awkward? Would Lindsay and I still be able to be friends with her? Was there ever a chance we would do this again? And then, there was a small part of me that wanted nothing more than to have Mandy spent the night with us, and the two of us could just lay there with her arms wrapped around me and her head on my shoulder. I tried to push this thought away. There wasn’t a chance. Lindsay was my girlfriend, and that was the end of it.

Of course, all these thought didn’t stop Lindsay and I having sex again before we went to bed that night (we were literally too horny to sleep), and then having sex for a third time when we woke up in the morning. All things considered, it was probably the most exciting night of my life.

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