She lost her Cellphone and I [F]ound a Threeway

Becky wasn’t the hottest girl, she was kind of short and slightly chubby with knotty black hair, but she carried her weight well around her ass and tits. She’d have been a 7 out of ten with only a couple beers in you, but she also had a tongue ring, and for a guy that had never gotten a blowjob with a pierced tongue before, I didn’t want to stick my cock into any other mouth the night I met her.

As a Sophomore, I was the only one on campus with a car that my roommates and I made the most out of.
Our university had a strict parking policy for underclassmen that I just managed to skirt around thanks to an older cousin who worked as on campus security. This often lead to my roommates and I loading other kids up from the dorms into my car to go to off campus parties. More often than not, to the delight of an average kid who had to use more than charm to get laid, this lead to lots of girls choosing to go out with us.

My roommates were much more social than me, and under the condition that they could use my car, I never had the crappy role of designated driver; which meant I was often free to mingle in the backseat with our guests. Becky and Brinn (no coincidence on the first name syllables) were roommates in a dorm about a quarter mile down campus from ours. Brinn was of average height and blond, with a cute face and a perfectly decent body; she was allegedly dating some guy in the military and was cousins with my roommate’s girlfriend, so she would often come around to chill and drink with us (especially because we had a fake ID at the time.)

With my two roommates, Becky and Brin, and one other male and female friend, we crammed the seven of us into my five seater car, with me in the middle seat next to both Becky and Brin and the two bonus passengers tucked into the open hatchback of my SUV. The party’s nothing special, and a few hours after we arrive we’re soon cramming back into the car.

The girls hardly drank, instead opting to get high, and of course I’m the silly one who wound up having too much cheap beer. While sitting between Becky and Brinn, I don’t do anything notably flirtatious, though throughout the night we’ve joked about sex, dicks, boobs, and jizz, typical talk amongst drunken friends.

Notably, at one point during the party Becky, Brinn, and a few other kids and I were comparing tattoos. Brinn said she had one “but she couldn’t show us” and Becky immediately leaned over to me and whispered in my ear “that’s because it’s on her ass!” I’ll admit, next to a tongue ring like Becky’s, a girl with an ass tattoo was a major turn on for me, but even then I wasn’t motivated to do anything special to try and get laid. All that beer had me feeling sleepy, even before I took a hit of the joint Brin offered me.

While the idea of bending Becky over in one of the conjoined bathrooms back at the dorm was on my mind, I was a man without goals, a little too drunk to be desperately trying to get laid. Which is why when, in the darkness of the backseat of my car, Brinn put a hand on my thigh, I became confused in the best way possible. There I was, considering Becky as a distant option that night when Brinn was making the moves. She had a boyfriend in the military, though, and while she was only a little high, I couldn’t believe that she honestly wanted to fuck me. I figured she was just being silly and I didn’t want to mess with her relationship and especially my roommate’s girlfriend’s opinion of me.

I bit my tongue and didn’t acknowledge Brinn’s hand as it played along my thigh. I looked toward the front of the car and joke around with my designated driver of a roommate. Eventually, Brinn moves her hand away, having never traced the rock hard bulge of my cock beneath my jeans. When we park the car and head back to our dorm for a little end of the night hookah, I catch up with my roommate whose dating Brinn’s cousin and tell him what happened.
“Oh, dude, they both have total hall passes while he’s deployed,” he told me, much to my horror. Brinn wasn’t even drunk and she wanted to fuck me! And I denied her! Worse than that, I’d ignored her.

I wasn’t a ladies man, and I was still pretty buzzed, so naturally I didn’t rectify anything on the walk back to the dorm. As soon as we got back into our room and started setting up the hookah, Becky suddenly yelled, “I forgot my phone!” and started mildly panicking.
“I think I left it in the car,” she added.

“That sucks,” I was the first to mutter and she asked if somebody could bring the car keys and go with her. The other three guys refused and my roommate, the one dating Brinn’s cousin, said, “Hey it’s your car, you do it, I drove” and he tossed me my keys back. It took me a minute of grumbling before I realized that he was doing me a solid. Alone time with Becky! A whole twelve-minute walk! Even an idiot like me could turn that into something.

“Nice move,” I said as we left my dorm. Becky gave me a confused look. Shit, I needed to me smoother. “Pretending to forget your phone just to get me alone, oldest trick in the book.” She immediately giggled at that. Her jeans were so tight, hugging her meaty little ass that it was no wonder her phone had probably fallen out of her pocket.

“No, seriously, my parents will kill me. I don’t even know how I’ll call them, my mom changed her number and my dad’s cellphone is a useless little brick.” She proceeded to panic for the next few minutes, so I comforted her.

“It’s probably right on your seat. We’ll find it.” I said. This whole time she was looking around her while we walked, checking to see if it fell down in the hallways of the dorm or along the pathway leading to the parking lot. “Can you call my phone? Maybe we’ll hear it ringing.” She asked and gave me her number.

“And now you trick me into giving you my number,” I shook my head and she burst out laughing, grabbing my arm as she did so. I knew what that playful little arm grab meant. I continued re-dialing her phone until we got to my car. Here was the moment, I had my next line all set up, as soon as I found her phone I was going to ask if there was a reward for me finding. Yeah, I know, not smooth at all and depending on if I read the situation wrong, it was cringy, if not downright creepy as fuck. Anyway, I pulled open the passenger door only to discover…no cell phone.

“Fuck!” Becky shrieked, definitely more upset than horny. We took a minute to think, as I walked around the car, dialing her number again. My foot hit something that felt like a rock, and when I looked down I realized it was her perfectly safe cellphone.

“Found it!” I held it up to her and her eyes lit up. I didn’t even need a pickup line. She grabbed the phone from my hand and wrapped me up in a hug, the corner of my hand brushing against her leg. She then leaned back from me, and with that almost hungry, expectant look in her eyes, I knew I could’ve made out with her then and there.
“You want to chill in the car a little before heading back?” I asked and she nodded, grinning at me mischievous smile and biting her lip. Oh the lip bite, how I love it, if only nothing more needn’t ever be said.

We climbed into the backseat of my car, and just before my stupid ass could accidentally put the seatbelt on, Becky climbed onto my lap and we started furiously making out. I’d never hooked up with a girl with a tongue ring before, and that little ball of silver darted in and out of my mouth. I could only desperately imagine what it felt like on my cock. I squeezed her ass and brought my hands to her boobs, pulling her shirt down to expose her bra. “Hold on,” she said, taking her entire shirt off and pulling her bra down. I buried my face against her tits, sucking on her nipples and squeezing her ass even harder.
“So do I get a reward for finding your phone?” I asked after a few minutes and she pulled away from me, giggled and nodded. She rubbed both her hands against my cock before unbuttoning my jeans. I helped her slide my jeans down, leaving my boxers on because I didn’t have much blood left in my brain. She handled that part, pulling my boxers down to my thighs and inhaling my cock in the same movement, bobbing her head up and down, her pierced tongue swirling against my shaft. Holy fucking shit.

I reached up to cup her ass as her wet mouth slobbered up and down the length of my hard cock, and I wasn’t even close to having whiskey dick. If anything the heat of the moment had sobered me up. I slid the tips of my fingers down the back of her jeans, but they were too damn tight. I reached around her and squeezed her tits instead as she continue bobbing her head up and down, gagging on my cock. The tongue ring wasn’t as noticeable as I’d always fantasized about, but her blowjob skills were advanced.

Dimly in the back of my mind I remembered hearing something about how less attractive girls were better at blowjobs, but Becky wasn’t bad looking at all. Hell, in that moment she was all I wanted, all I needed.

I didn’t even really consider pulling Becky’s pants down and fucking her. The car would’ve been too crampe, anyway. I was obviously only using this girl for her mouth, she had to have known that, right? Her moans intermixed between the slurping sounds and she knew that, alright. I’ve later learned in life that women with tongue rings either want to appear sexy for confidence reasons or because they are downright freaky. Beck made a popping sound as she pulled her lips off my cock and then enveloped my shaft once again, her tongue flickering along the tip of my cock. The tongue piercing made me flinch with twitches of pleasure as she worked it against me, tickling my nerves and making my balls tighten. I could feel the cum rising up from within me, my hips rising to fuck her mouth, matching the bobbing of her head.

I was just about to enter the point of no return when she switched to jerking me off, leaning up to mash her lips against my mouth as she did so. I pushed her head back down, not caring about being gentle. She moaned in enthusiasm, bobbing her head up and down faster, my orgasm slowly building up through my cock.

As I began to melt into her mouth, she stopped bobbing her head so vigorously and switched to long, slow strokes while flicking her tongue ring against the tip of my cock. I let out a deep groan as I poured into her mouth, cum spewing out of my cock, splashing around her swirling tongue as I pulsed and she kept up her slow, steady pace, draining me and stretching those precious seconds into an eternity. When she sensed I was done she wiped her mouth, having swallowed, and then leaned in to kiss me. Being a gentleman, I of course kissed her back and ignored that salty taste on her lips.

We made out for a few minutes, interchangeably putting our clothes back on before venturing back to the dorms. On any other night, this is where my luck would have ran out and it’d be another month at the earliest before I got any action again. We were walking arm in arm when Becky, with more than hint of naughtiness to her tone, asked, with a little giggle, “So do you still want to fuck Brinn?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, who said that?”

“It sounded like you did,” she’d overhead me tell my roommate about the car ride.

“I didn’t want to fuck her, I was just wondering why she was so being so handsy in the car,” I explained. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you since I met you,” I added, just to show my appreciation.

“Well, she told me she wanted to get laid tonight. We should get her and make sure she comes back safe with us to my dorm,” She said. At the time, I didn’t get what Becky was hinting at.

“I mean, guess I can’t say no, what dorm are you in again?” I asked and she laughed, still clinging to my arm as she pulled out her recently found phone and shot Brinn a text.

Her dorm was a fifteen minute walk in the opposite direction of the parking lot. When we walked by my dorm Brinn was already waiting outside.

“You found your phone!” she shouted with delight, running up to join us, standing on the other side of Becky, putting Becky in the middle of us. She didn’t ask if we fucked, even though we were gone for an extra fifteen minutes or so. She didn’t even hint at us having hooked up, she merely mentioned about how the two of them needed to get a hookah for their dorm.

Brinn’s high had worn off but she was no less goofy. As we approached the front of their dorm and Becky scanned a key card to open the lobby door, Brinn, standing beside me, quickly rubbed her hands over my cock. Without looking at me she followed Becky into the building and I trailed behind, having to downright waddle because of the sudden rush of blood that gave me a full erection. My hard on only grew as I followed both girls up a flight of stairs to the third floor, checking out both their asses as I did so. Becky turned and caught me red handed checking out Brinn’s lower back and the hint of her ass crack from where her shirt road up and her loose jeans sagged down.

“Somebody likes what they see,” she said and time froze as both girls looked at me, with oddly identical grins. Becky seemed to be more tired after our foray in the car but no less enthusiastic. We reached their room and before the door could close behind us, I grew as confident as my boner was hard. The lights to their room were off, the room illuminated by streetlights and the hallway light beaming under the door. I took my shirt off and threw it on the floor, eyeing the two high rise mattresses.

“What the hell are you doing?” Becky asked, but even if she was trying to mess with me it wasn’t working. I worked out two to three times a week at most, but that didn’t stop her from trailing her fingers along my arms until she hugged me. My hands trailed down to her ass and with Becky’s arms clasped around my neck, I felt a hand trace my cock. Brinn leaned against us from the side, and in a brief instant I was somehow paranoid about offending either girl, about outright ruining this goddamn miracle I was experiencing. I rubbed my hand over Becky’s tits with one hand and leaned toward Brinn to kiss her, biting her lips as I stuck my tongue down her throat, pushing both girls against the closest bed.

I switched, with just a little cognitive difficulty as I kissed Becky, my right hand trailing along Brinn’s stomach, awkwardly halting above her hips before reaching around to cup her athletic little ass and pull her closer to me.

“I want both of you to get fucking naked,” I demanded, which definitely was not smooth and could have backfired in a million different ways. Luckily, both girls paused to giggle, and only Brinn took her shirt off but not her bra. They weren’t nympho sluts or porn stars. I had to help and encourage take Brinn’s bra off as well as Becky’s shirt and bra, until at last they slipped out of their jeans. I only watched Becky slip her panties off in the pale light of their half-illuminated dorm, having missed the exact moment Brin got naked as I took my own pants and boxers off.

I didn’t know who to pour over first. I embraced both girls again, soft breasts brushing against my chest, grabbing both their ass cheeks. Brinn pushed her lips against mine and Becky kissed my cheek. She giggled, and it was awkward, almost painfully awkward if not for how hard my cock was. Brin, the awesomely handsy one, grabbed my cock and started jerking me off as I reached up to pull Becky forward by the back of her neck, switching to mash my mouth against hers.

Brinn dropped her knees and my reality was literally going hazy.
I’m glad I had somebody to make out with otherwise my mouth would’ve been down to the floor in shock. Brinn grabbed my hips and jabbed my cock into her mouth, enthusiastically bobbing her head along my shaft. The sensation was too much, I couldn’t handle it and I flinched back, my cock slipping out of her mouth with a wet popping sound as I nearly lost my balance, Becky’s lips pulling from mine as she grabbed my arm and steadied me. Both girls giggled and I leaned back against the mattress.

Brin didn’t need to be told to slip my cock back into her mouth as Becky resumed making out with me, feeling along my arms and chest. Becky pulled back suddenly, laughing again, so damn giggly as she was. Becky grabbed the back of Brinn’s hair. “I wish I could put this in a pony tail,” she said and Brin released my cock with another wet pop. “I had one in, don’t know what happened to it,” she grinned up at me and licked the head of my cock.

“You should both get down there,” I suggested to Becky, not being ballsy enough to demand she suck my cock.

“You’ve drooled all over it,” Becky pouted over how Brinn had drenched my cock with her own saliva. Brin grinned up at her but didn’t say anything else, never mind the fact that Becky had already sucked a big load out of me.

In retrospect, it’s not like Becky and Brin were lesbians or even really bisexual. Sharing my cock wasn’t a turn on for Becky, that was easy enough to understand, although her excuse was outright terrible. Brin licked along my shaft before suck my cock once more and this time Becky peeled back from my lips and, grabbing a fist full of Brin’s blonde short hair, pushed her head forward and the pulled it back, face fucking her along my shaft. Now that, right there, may have been even better than a double blowjob (I’ve still never gotten one, sadly.) That seemed to set the mood for what happened next, with Becky helping me use her friend as some kind of fuck toy.

I pulled my dick out of Brin’s mouth and pulled her up by her arm. The two beds in their dorm were the perfect height to bend someone like Brin over on (but not Becky) and I proceeded to do just that, pushing her over the mattress and finally, at long last, seeing the tattoo she had on her ass. A little Irish four leaf clover, on the corner of her right ass cheek. Becky smacked it before I could and in the moment it felt like we were both in sync but I guess it’s natural instinct to smack a freshly exposed ass. I moaned as I squeezed Brin’s ass, and free from her loose jeans it was so much rounder and downright juicier than I’d imagined. I smacked my cock against her cheek and in that moment Becky disappeared and I was transfixed as I rubbed my cock against Brin’s slit.

“Oh shit, you need a condom,” Brin lifted her head up and I was so, so damn close to plunging in with her.

“Really?” I asked and she nodded, biting her lip. I heard a drawer open and close from the dresser by the bed and turned to see Becky holding up a strip of three condoms. “I hope these fit,” she said, which was one hell of a compliment that I played off as her just being nice. I was average but could have cared less, especially with two butt naked girls having rubbed their mouths all over my dick within an hour of each other.

I unwrapped the condom, my dick so stiff and hard that putting it on was an easier process than ever. Brin wiggled her ass at me and I slapped her tattoo as hard as I could in that moment as she yelped. That was for making me wrap a condom like a responsible person. I thrust into her and she shivered, immediately letting out what I thought were exaggerated moans but would soon discover to be natural squeals of pleasure. I grabbed her by the hips and bucked into her, watching my cock slide in and out of her pussy for the first time like I couldn’t believe it was happening. Having known Brin, having casually checked her out for a while now with no real fantasy of fucking her made it so much hotter, my cock was as swollen and hard as possible. I was so lost in the rhythm of watching myself thrust in and out of her, her Shamrock rippling each time my hips bucked against her, that I nearly jumped when Becky slipped her arms around my waste and began making out with me.

I felt guilty that Becky wasn’t getting any attention, but fucking Brin doggy style was too delicious to stop, and so I reached around Becky’s hips and started rubbing her pussy. She felt tight, and in the dim lighting her pussy seemed extra petite and oh so fuckable. Her ass had a nice amount of jiggly meat to it, while her tits were her best feature as I alternated between rubbing her clit and squeezing her tits, trying to grab both at the same time as I pulled her against me. Finally I pulled out of Brin and pushed Becky against he bed. She let out a little “oh” as she spread her legs and I pushed her back, angling her as I shoved my cock into her.

The difference between hers and Brin’s pussy was immediate, in a fascinating way I wish I could try with other women. She wasn’t tighter than Brin (whose pussy had a wonderful grip in its own right) but her pussy still squeezed my cock in an entirely different way. The difference between their pussies was too intricate to describe properly, but Brin’s pussy squeezed the sides of my cock while Becky’s had more pressure on the undersize of my shaft, culminating to squeeze the very tip of my cock. As I pounded into Becky she wrapped her legs around my back and Brin, giggling and left out for the first time, merely watched me as I fucked her roommate.

“He’s like a pornstar,” Becky gasped to Brin, and paired with her earlier comment she definitely had some crazy, elevated idea of me, but who was I to complain? It was way hotter than being called “daddy”, especially given how honest she seemed to be as I pounded into her, sliding as deep into Becky’s snug pussy as I could, using her raised legs as leverage to pull myself into her. Brinn’s hands eventually slipped around my hips as she tried to push me into Becky. I was already pumping away at my own speed, though, and if anything Brinn’s grip slowed me down.

On the bright side, her fingers trailing along my hips and stomach created a tingling, sensation that surged down to my cock and made me suddenly feel the distant urge to cum. Condoms made it hard to orgasm, let alone the fact that I had been drinking earlier and had already blew a hot load against Becky’s tongue. I stopped pumping into Becky and let Brin completely control my thrusts, the slower thrusting creating a warm, cozy feeling against my cock. I began to feel the electric pressure of nerves in my cock locking up, my balls beginning to tighten as I got closer to cumming. I didn’t want to nut in the condom though, was too modest to ask to cum on both their faces (something my perverted ass regrets to this day, because, holy shit, what if they said yes?)

I wanted to see Brin’s cute butt jiggle some more and the idea of jizzing all over her ass tattoo was hot, too hot in the moment to ignore as I slipped out of Becky and grabbed Brin by the hip and pushed her toward the bed. Like a good little slut she bent over the mattress, wiggling her ass at me again and holy shit did she know how to appear inviting.

“Are you going to cum?” Becky asked with such an out of breath, naughty expectation to her voice. I don’t know how but everything she said made me pulse with fucking joy. I rammed back into Brin and began pounding her, sinking in and out of her pussy. Becky was still sitting on the bed and she leaned over Brin to make out with me. I wrapped an arm around her to squeeze her boobs, continuing to fuck Brin as hard as I could. My orgasm was so damn close, my cock ready to burst, but the condom was bunching up, cutting off the sensation, pushing me back from being right about to spray. I wanted to keep going until I couldn’t take it anymore and then rip the condom off a second before busting, but I had to take the condom off early.

“Suck me,” I asked Becky and despite refusing to share my cock with Brin, she obediently raised her eyebrows at me, and maybe it was my commanding tone but she bobbed her mouth on my cock and, oh boy, I forgot all about that amazing little tongue ring of hers. With my cock engorged in her mouth, I began to fuck her face while I hovered over Brin’s ass. Brinn began shaking her butt again and I gripped her steady with one hand, grabbing Becky’s hair by the other as I thrust into her mouth, my cock becoming alive with pleasure. I pulled out and began jerking off, aiming my cock at Brin’s ass, but my own mental weariness was slowing me down. I popped my cock back into Becky’s mouth and holy fuck, I was tempted to make her swallow me again. I pulled back out and this time Becky started jerking me off, using her own saliva as lube. The pressure in my cock built up, my balls clenching tight. I grabbed Becky’s wrist and steadied her momentum, my cock pulsing with pleasure as I was on that sweet verge of bursting.

Time slowed and nothing in the known universe was capable of stopping what happened next. I angled Becky’s wrist down and exploded with a dizzying eruption of cum, my hot sticky fluid splashing against Brin’s ass, splattering all over her tattoo and spritzing across her back. Becky yelled with excitement while Brin groaned into the mattress. I let go of Becky’s wrist and she kept jerking my cock. Even after the initial burst of euphoria my cock continued to spew globs of cum, coating both of Brin’s cheeks and getting all over Becky’s hand.

“Jesus, are you done yet?” she giggled as my dick continued to spasm, still jerking me, my cock semi hard but definitely out of commission for the rest of the night. In response, I flopped down onto the bed between the two of them, my legs hanging over the side. Brin shook her cum covered ass again even with no hungry cock waiting behind her, and then she hopped up to her closet to grab a towel. Because the girls were lucky enough to have a double room, they had to use a public bathroom on their floor, and so Brin immediately went to go shower.

Once we were alone Becky and I immediately began making out, and with my face buried in her boobs I casually rubbed her clit until she came. I wasn’t even expecting her orgasm until she started shivering and I felt her pussy tighten as she spasmed around my fingers. I wound up sleeping in Becky’s bed that night, passing out shortly after Brinn came back. She commented on how adorable we looked with a big smile on her face before climbing into her own bed. The next day I was so sore and dehydrated that I wound up stumbling back to my dorm before the girls really woke up. Brin’s boyfriend eventually came back, but I hooked up with Becky a few more times that year, giving her facials and fucking her doggystyle to my heart’s content before the semester ended and we wound up drifting apart. It unfortunately wasn’t a threesome like you see in those documentaries online, but I still had one hell of a time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iu48o8/she_lost_her_cellphone_and_i_found_a_threeway