Well, boy oh boy do I have a story to tell from the other day. This story is going to seem pretty hard to believe, and the impetus for it, and the specific details might honestly sound like a joke to you, a bad joke. Which is partially why I’m so damned wary of telling it, because I feel like I’m gonna get laughed at.
But, nevertheless, hopefully we can put the humor aside, and take this as damned seriously as it should be, because it’s an exciting story, and I’ll hope you’ll enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoyed living it. And also I hope at the end you’ll find time to send me a message and chat!
So let’s begin.
I’m a woman, which might go without saying at this point, and I live with a pair of other women, who are both very close friends of mine. Let’s call them A & C.
We’re a very nerdy group of friends, and A & C are also part of another group of friends, also pretty nerdy, that includes two guys and two girls. They’re the two girls in the group, and the two guys are called Alan & Michael.
They’ve all been a close group since early in high school, and have remained best friends to this day. They hang out all the time, usually at least once a week, and they often come over here to hang out because it’s pretty convenient and I don’t mind at all. As a result, I know them all very well.
They’re all working professionals, as am I. It’s just a really normal group of friends.
One of them is not quite like the others, though. Michael is, well, an ultra-nerd, if that’s even a word? Extremely shy, extremely nerdy, and were it not for those three, he really wouldn’t even have a group of friends at all, I don’t think.
He still lives with his parents, and just generally he’s less socially confident than the others. He’s never had a girlfriend, and doesn’t put himself out there a whole lot. For the purposes of this story, and not for any other reason, it’s also worth noting that he’s black.
Why does that matter?
Well, it all plays into something that happened a few weeks ago, when their group of four was hanging out here, and Alan, A & C all realized they’d forgotten Michael’s birthday. Awkwardness ensues, and then as if it wasn’t awkward enough, Alan makes a very racist joke, which is pretty unlike him.
I don’t remember his exact words, but he said something like “Don’t worry, we can pay Michael his reparations on MLK day.”
My initial reaction to this was, at least in my head, what the actual fuck?
We all got pretty mad at him, Michael especially, and the rest of the evening was super awkward after that.
Maybe we overreacted a little bit, in hindsight we probably did, but it was still a pretty shitty thing to say.
In the subsequent days, myself, A & C talked it over, and how we were going to smooth things out going forward. We figured it would blow over pretty soon, but in the course of conversation, we decided not to take the whole situation as a negative, but maybe an opportunity for a positive, and to do something we’d been discussing for a long time before that point.
So fast forward to Monday of this week (MLK day), when the group was due to hang out at our place again. We weren’t hanging out FOR MLK day, of course, it was just Monday is a regular night for us.
So Michael shows up, as usual, at about 7:30pm, and we’re all sitting around in the living room on the couches talking. He seems fine, and he says he hasn’t talked to Alan in a couple of weeks, but he feels bad about getting so mad at what he said.
After about 40 minutes, Michael asks where Alan is, as he still hasn’t shown up, asks us if we know where he is, because, well, it’s not like him to be so late.
That’s when Michael was in for a real shock, and we told him that actually, we had some good news and some bad news for him. We suggested he sit down in the middle of the living room couch to hear it.
He was extremely confused, but did as we suggested.
We told him that the bad news was that Alan wasn’t coming. We’d lied to Alan, and told him that we were busy tonight, and would have to hang out another night. Which was of course not true.
The good news, though, was that we’d done it because we had a surprise for Michael, something that would make Alan so fucking jealous he’d want to throw himself off a bridge.
Without elaborating any further than that, myself, A & C walked over to Michael and knelt down on the floor in front of him. We undid his pants, slid them off, and all three of us began licking and sucking all over his cock together, at the same time. Literally all three lips and tongues on it simultaneously.
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Yes, this actually happened. Yes, we actually did this, and yes, I’m looking to chat about it with someone! I actually can’t believe myself that we did it, because please, please believe me when I tell you that we are the *last* people on earth that you would *ever* expect of this. To say this was out of character would be a colossal understatement. It’s surreal to even us that we did it, let alone to him.
So, if you want to talk about this with me, I’m going to need you to send me your initial reaction to the whole thing, and priority will probably go to those whose minds are truly blown, rather than those who are just sort of impressed.
The more thoughtful/excited the message the better. Don’t be lazy, and you’ll be more likely to get a response.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/esaj9f/group_my_truly_crazy_mlk_day_story
Wow this like a dream come true!! Did you guys talk it over before hand or it kind of just happened?