This happened about six years ago when I was in grad school. It was homecoming weekend and I had a lot to celebrate as my boyfriend had just recently proposed to me. I’ve taken some liberty with the dialogue because of course I don’t remember the EXACT words used by the hunk of man meat railing me six years ago, but the gist is the same.
My roommate and I had a few of people over for a homecoming party. I also invited the girl who was my roommate in undergrad, she was recently single. At the time I was what I call ‘a slut in recovery’, honestly, I had every intention to remain faithful to my new fiance but that’s a lot easier said then done. My fiance wasn’t able to make it down for the weekend so I was partying solo. All of the guys at the party sort of gravitated towards my former roommate as all of the other girls present were in relationships. This was a problem because a) I’m a competitive bitch and b) I was drinking copiously. The more I drank, the flirtier I became and the more attention I started to get from the guys. Of course, none of them made a move in front of others people because everyone knew I was engaged, but throughout the night I would slip out for a cigarette and let one of them feel me up or makeout with one of them in a dark corner.
The party started to wind down and my roommate and I made our usual offer to make breakfast in the morning for anyone who stayed the night to keep our friends from driving drunk. Eventually all that was left was (of course) my roommate and I, her boyfriend, my former roommate, and two of my roommates friends, Johnny and Zach. (not real names). My roommate and her boyfriend went to bed, my former roommate and I stayed up with Johnny and Zach playing drinking games. I could tell my old roommate was into Zach but she wouldn’t make a move. I decided to try making her jealous and sat on his lap. Zach put his hands up my shirt when my roommate made a joke about my ‘annoyingly big boobs’. FINALLY, she said something to convince Zach to go to the extra bedroom with her and I was left alone with Johnny.
I started to feel awkward because the alcohol was wearing off and I didn’t know Johnny all that well so I started to pick up around the house. After throwing away the empty bottles and taking out the trash I turned out all the lights and grabbed the extra blankets and pillows for him to use, assuming Zach would be staying in the spare room. Johnny told me to sit and have one more beer with him. I knew exactly what would happen if I sat on that couch but a strong part of me felt like I had won something, I was incredibly horny from drinking and flirting all night, and I figured I would let Johnny make the first move and that would make me less guilty.
Johnny was a bodybuilder who did strongman competitions. So he was far from skinny but his muscles were huge and bulky. He was also super tan and this was the height of the ‘beard and man bun’ look so he also had that going on. Basically, he was hot in a very different way than my fiance. In case you’re wondering, at the time I was still pretty thin, about 140pounds but still had 34DDD boobs. I also had the look that every female grad student in the humanities department went for; nose ring, lip ring, brightly colored hair (mine was bubble gum pink), the ‘post modern pissed off feminist look’.
I sat on the opposite side of the couch and sipped on my beer, occasionally joking with Johnny about what Zach and my old roommate were most likely up to. The beer reignited my buzz and I started to feel flirty again. I shifted my legs under me and laid my head down in Johnny’s lap, saying I would have to be getting to bed soon.
“Your fiance’s going to kick my ass the next time he sees me.” Johnny joked.
I looked up at him and gave him my best smile. “Well what he doesn’t know, can’t hurt him.”
Johnny put his arm around my midsection and started to rub his fingers over the part of my stomach that was exposed from my cut-off t-shirt. I made a contented sigh to encourage him and he moved his hand under my shirt and squeezed my boobs.
“You really do have great tits.” He said.
I sat up and sat back down so I was straddling him. My denim skirt hitched up around my ass so my panties were exposed. I took off my shirt and started to unhook my bra but Johnny stopped me.
“Let me just admire them a minute.” He started to kneed my tits through my bra and leaned his face over so he could bit them. Then he pushed the cups of my bra down so my boobs popped out and were pushed up. Johnny started to suck and bite one nipple while pinching and pulling the other. I’m not one of those fabled ladies who can cum from nipple stimulation, but I swear I almost did then. I heard myself moaning as he expertly bit, licked, sucked, and twisted my nipples.
I almost screamed when I felt a hand come from behind me and cover my mouth. “You better be quiet, you’re going to wake everyone up.”
Zach was standing behind me grinning ear to ear. I went to cover myself up by Johnny stopped me. Instead he jiggled my tits playfully and said to Zach, “Hey man, wanna play?”
My eyes widened in shock. I had done a lot of slutty things, but never a threesome. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to try it either. Thankfully, Zach shook his head. “Nah, I’ll just watch.”
Zach leaned down and kissed me before moving to the chair next to us. “If that’s ok with you?” He asked but at the same time started to unzip his pants. I asked what happened with my old roommate and he told me they made out for a while but then both fell asleep. He woke up to come get some water but found us instead.
Johnny put a hand on my chin and turned me back to him. “It’s alright baby, Zach just likes to watch, we’ve done this before.”
I was still a little uncertain but nodded and said I was ok with Zach staying. Johnny reached around and unhooked my bra. He then told me to stand and take off my skirt and panties. I did as I was told, immediately going submissive, and stood in front of him waiting to be told what to do next.
Johnny ran his hand up my thigh and told me to widen my legs a little. He slapped the inside of my thigh where my own wetness had started to drip down.
“You see how wet this slut is, Zach?” Johnny grinned over to where Zach was. Zach was semi-erect and stroking himself watching us.
“Lay on your back, slut.” Johnny patted the couch and I did as I was told. He kneeled between my legs on the couch, took off his shirt, and pushed his jeans and boxers down. His cock was already rock hard. It was cut, about average length but with a ridiculous amount of girth. I reached down and tried to wrap my hand around it, but my fingers couldn’t touch. Johnny slapped my face, not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to get my attention.
“Did I say you could touch me yet?” He asked and I could see his eyes flash with anger and lust.
I smiled innocently and said I was sorry. Johnny nuzzled into my neck and whispered, “You like getting slapped baby? You like it rough?”
I felt myself get even wetter and told him that I loved it. Johnny ran his hands down my body roughly shoved two fingers inside me. “You’re so fucking wet for me you slut, you’re going to stain the couch.”
I could only moan in response. He was pumping his fingers into me hard and pinching at my clit. He pulled his fingers out too soon for me to cum but started to rub his dick over my clit. I started to beg him to fuck me and glanced over to Zach. Zach was now fully hard and masturbating quickly.
“You like that?” Johnny asked as he continued to rub his dick against me without actually going on. “Zach’s going to watch you take this dick in your soaking pussy. I’m going to make you cum all over my dick with him watching.”
I begged Johnny to fuck me again and he finally pushed his dick inside me. The feeling of being full after being so turned on coupled with watching Zach watch us had me cumming really quickly. I started to yell but Johnny put one hand on my mouth and one around my throat, which just made me cum harder. I squeezed my legs around Johnny and rode out the waves of pleasure he was bringing me.
Johnny slammed into me relentlessly, telling me how much he loved my ‘tight little pussy.’ He didn’t last long, after a short period of particularly rough fucking he pulled out and shot ropes of cum over my stomach and tits. I looked back and saw that Zach was still masturbating.
“You can go take care of him.” Johnny seemed to know what I was thinking and shifted so I could crawl off the couch and over to Zach.
Zach didn’t last long at all after I took over. I sucked him off for a few seconds before he pulled out and came over my tits.
Johnny pulled his boxers back on and laid down on the couch with the blanket and pillows. I told Zach there was more bedding in the closet, gathered my clothes, and went to bed after wiping off two different men’s loads from my stomach and boobs.
The next morning my roommate and I made pancakes, bacon, and eggs for everyone. I saw Zach and Johnny a few more times during grad school but nothing happened again. I told my fiance what happened and he was pissed off, but forgave me after we had angry sex. He also told me he wanted us to be monogamous but recognized that I had a really high sex drive and to just be honest if I slipped up again. I also made sure he was never in the same place as Zach and Johnny because that would not have ended well.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hf8fu2/college_stories_he_fucked_me_on_the_couch_while
Hot. Though it kinda sounds like you shouldn’t be married, tbh. At least, not monogamously.