I fucked my girlfriend and her fiancee. [FM] [FFM]

Note: it’s been a minute since I posted a story. Life gets in the way.

Background:

– [The first night I watched Rachel and her girlfriend have sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ia7bpu/i_m_got_to_watch_a_longterm_flirt_have_passionate/)

– [Rachel’s night with four public orgasms](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/idwvnj/a_night_to_remember_count_it_up_her_four_orgasms/)

– [Late-night hotel room sex with Rachel in front of her girlfriend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iu384m/we_fm_had_latenight_hotel_room_sex_in_front_of/)

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New Years Eve is always one of the biggest party nights of the year (you don’t need me to tell you that, I’m sure), and I was going to be DJing a huge private ticketed party. Catering, fire dancers, a band, the whole deal. All I had to do was play from 12-2, and I’d be done. Band played until midnight, they did the countdown, then I dropped Auld Lang Syne, and off we went.

I was still dating Rachel, and I’d say things were really very good — we hadn’t seen each other much since before Christmas (I went back to Pittsburgh and she went to Gabi’s parents place and had only got back on the 30th). Still, she and I had grown pretty close, and I knew she and Gabi would be at a party together that night. Rachel texted me around 130a, telling me to come back to their place after my set was done, and I happily agreed. The night went smoothly, I hopped a cab (I love private events that aren’t weddings — I got paid a month in advance, so much easier than chasing paychecks down), and I got to their place around 230. We had some leftover champagne (they went out after midnight to a party, had some friends over for the countdown) and they told me about the night. I could tell *something* was off, though, but I wasn’t quite sure what it was. We stayed up until around 430 drinking and smoking weed, then went to bed (though I’ll admit I fell asleep on the couch).

The next morning, Rachel woke me up and said me they had something to tell me (my instinct from the night before wasn’t wrong) — Gabi hung back a few feet. She told me that over Christmas, Gabi had actually proposed to her, (they had been together around 18 months at this point) and she said yes! I was happy for them, but then the rough part came. Rachel explained that they wanted to become exclusive now that they had decided to spend their lives together — I felt my stomach drop, but… I got it. I understood, even if it sucked for me. I told them I was really happy for them (I was!), and that I wanted them to be happy together. (It took me some time to actually get over it, but that wasn’t on them to deal with.) I proposed that we all go to a New Years Day brunch to celebrate and that I’d pay (I was feeling flush from the night before, NYE is the biggest payday of the year for most DJs, you usually get 2-5x your normal club rate, if not more).

We all bundled up (I had been leaving some clothes at their place, sigh) and walked a few blocks to a dive bar near them that had a decent brunch. We ate a lot of food, drank a bunch of bottomless bloodies and mimosas, and toasted to their future. It was a really fun afternoon, and then walked back to their place to sleep off our collective buzz. I passed out on the couch (again) watching some bowl game as they napped in the bedroom.

A few hours later, I was awoken by Rachel joining me on the couch to cuddle. We chatted for a few minutes before she got on top and started to kiss me — I kissed her back, but then asked if this was still okay. She rolled her eyes with a smile and told me yes, and that she had a surprise for me. We got off the couch and she brought me into the bedroom, where Gabi was under the covers (and presumably naked).

Gabi spoke first, letting me know that she cared for me and that she was sorry to be taking Rachel away — she spoke genuinely and from the heart, and I know she meant it. I told them both again that I respected their decision to go exclusive, and that I wouldn’t hold it against either one of them (and I still don’t, love is love!). I think that relieved a bit of Gabi’s, I dunno, guilt (?), because even though we had fun that day I could tell something was still kinda eating at her.

“So I was thinking, ” Gabi continued, “I don’t think it’s fair that you didn’t get to be with Rachel without a last time, so I want to watch you two again.” She paused. “And I haven’t been with a guy in like three years,”, then took another beat — I sort of thought what she might be getting to something, but didn’t think it would actually happen — and continued, “and if the rest of my life means being with a woman, I guess I’d like to feel what it’s like to be with a guy one last time, too.”

“Right now!?”, I blurted out (I remember doing this and thinking… Jesus, I’m dumb.)

Rachel giggled, then held my hand, “No, idiot. We’ll make it special for you — and us.”

“So not right now?”, I deadpanned to them. Rachel playfully slapped my chest. “I mean, you don’t have to convince me to do it, but only if you’re sure.” Gabi smiled and told me they were. I had a gig that night (stupid me didn’t call out early enough), so I booked it back to Manhattan, got showered and changed and went to my gig (which was sloooow since it was New Years Day. So dumb.)

I texted with Rachel over the next few days and eventually she told me to come over on a specific night, around 6. With both a pit and butterflies in my stomach, I headed over to their place. I’d like to say that they buzzed me in and I walked into their apartment and it was covered in candles and my favorite music was playing, or stuff like that, but it wasn’t. It was honestly pretty much a normal night — Gabi cooked dinner, we listened to (and I remember this well, because I associate the album with that night now) “This Is Happening” by LCD Soundsystem, and honestly all just had a really nice night. We smoked a joint on their fire escape (it was damn cold), and drank some beers and wine, and we honestly just… hung out, like we usually did, entangled with one another (I tried to take this moment in knowing it was likely going to be the last time I’d get it).

We were in their living room watching some Parks & Rec rerun and I went to the bathroom. When I came out, Rachel was standing there — naked. Fuck, she looked good. She immediately pushed me against the wall and started taking my shirt off as we kissed. I got my pants off at the same time — there was no slowing down, this was it — and a moment later we were in her bed, naked, kissing each other intensely. She was on top of me, grinding her pussy into my crotch, and I could tell how wet she was already. We continued to rub on one another, kissing, with our hands exploring each other.

Rachel pulled back from our kiss and started moving down my body — kissing and licking me, until she got to my dick and began what I can only describe as the best long tease before a blowjob I’ve ever had to this day. She probably spent five minutes doing everything she could to kiss and caress my dick and balls without actually kissing and caressing my dick and balls (for example: putting my dick in her mouth without closing her lips, but just breathing heavily on it, then moving off; kissing one of my thighs while running a finger up and down the other). It was a tease-overload, honestly, and by the end of those five minutes I was ready to blow my load without even having my dick touched — it was that sensual and amazing.

Finally, thankfully, Rachel started sucking my dick — slowly at first, but she picked up her pace gradually. At this point I was so fucking hard and ready to burst, but had to keep it together and control myself. Rachel had other plans. She stopped and pulled back, “Gabi…. he’s ready.” I gathered myself — I didn’t know how this was all going to go down, but apparently they had worked it out in advance. A moment later, Gabi came in the bedroom — also naked. And as I’ve said before, she looked great — gorgeous ass, small breasts, incredible abs and toned body — and she still had an undercut hairstyle.

Gabi laid on the bed on her side, motioning me to enter her from behind, so I turned as well. Rachel moved to kiss Gabi’s pussy, licking and tonguing her partner gently and lovingly, eyes open and half a smile on her face. After thirty seconds, she pulled back and grabbed my dick again. “Babe,” Rachel told Gabi with a grin, “I want you to remember this.” Then, the moment happened. Rachel guided my dick into Gabi — she immediately tensed up and I could tell she was a little anxious. Rachel moved up to kiss Gabi, reassuring her, and Gabi breathed for a second, then looked back at me — we smiled at one another, and I pushed into her again, then pulled back. Gabi felt absolutely spectacular — my dick frankly felt on fire in that moment from the long tease from Rachel and now this from Gabi.

Slowly, I started to fuck Gabi harder — Rachel and Gabi were kissing at the start, but then Gabi turned to me — we never kissed, but we looked deeply into each others eyes as our thrusts started to sync up and get into a rhythm. We got faster and faster — Gabi’s pussy was so fucking tight around me, and Rachel was kissing her lips as I gently pulled her hair from behind. I noticed that Rachel was also rubbing Gabi’s nipples. As I felt her pushing against me harder, I asked, “Gabi, are you going to come for me and Rachel?” She nodded yes, and kept fucking, her ass slapping against me. At this point I was holding onto her hip with one hand and her ass with the other, pulling and pushing her on and off me. Gabi was so petite, I could really physically control how she slid on my dick.

I turned her upwards, pushing her so she was riding me reverse cowgirl. This didn’t faze her at all — if anything, it became apparent she liked it because she started to ride me with authority and without abandon. At one point, Rachel dipped down and started licking my balls and Gabi’s clit and pussy as I was inside, but this didn’t last long — moments after Rachel began, Gabi came hard, vocalizing her orgasm, and then another, and then another, just before I realized I was also about to come. I let her know, and juuuust before I finished, she hopped off and laid back in the bed. I came all over her chest and breasts — Rachel cleaned it all up with her mouth, then asked Gabi if that was good for her. Gabi smiled and nodded her head, still blissed out from her orgasms.

The three of us laid there for a few minutes before Rachel told me it was her turn. I wasn’t sure how much I had left but if this was going to be it with Rachel, I was going to make it memorable for both of us.

She put me on my back again — this wasn’t more than 5 minutes after I had come — and started to suck me off, working to get me hard once more. It took longer than I hoped (I think the pressure probably got to me), but she got me back to where I was before — with the help of Gabi, who was kissing Rachel’s neck and cheeks, and looking back up towards me as well. (Looking back, it is kinda interesting that Gabi and I had sex, but we never performed oral on one another, or even kissed. It was cold but oddly romantic in its own way given the circumstances.)

I had enough and needed to go down on Rachel — I shimmied up the bed and grabbed her, kissing her lips and holding her close to me before laying her back down on her back. I kissed her body, moving slowly down with Gabi joining in and kissing Rachel’s nipples and stomach. I finally reached her pussy, and asked Gabi to slick my fingers up — she slobbered all over them (getting my dick rock hard again), and I pushed them inside Rachel (not that she needed much lubrication) which got an immediate moan. Starting off by rubbing her g-spot with my fingers and kissing her labia, she grabbed my hair and pushed me into her hard, making me move my lips and tongue to her clit which was just perfect and waiting for me.

Working her clit and g-spot in unison, with Gabi licking her nipples and kissing her lips, it was clear that Rachel was getting closer to orgasm. She started to give off her familiar cues and tells as her back arched and her hands grabbed handfuls of my hair — “fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” she moaned, pushing herself into my face and I felt her walls squeeze down on my fingers as tightly as they ever did, and she came a few times in a row while I lapped up her clit.

I wasn’t going to waste time. And sat up, grabbed her legs, spit on my hand to wet my dick, and pushed inside. Immediately, Rachel moaned again. I started fucking her hard from the start while Gabi sat back and watched me fuck her fiancee, rubbing herself to our lovemaking. After a few minutes like this, she told me she wanted to ride me and “fill me up with your cum.” I wasn’t going to deny her this, so we switched around, and she got on top, squatting around me with her knees facing me in the air. We clasped hands and she used me as leverage as she fucked me so I could see the length of my dick go all in the way in and out of her — slowly at first. She started going faster, and as she did, she moaned louder with more frequency.

It didn’t take long, but she had another orgasm after Gabi started rubbing Rachel’s clit and kissing her ears and neck while riding me. This was incredibly hot to watch for me, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to another orgasm, and I let her know. Rachel dropped down to her knees and started fucking me as hard as she could. I grabbed her ass — we kissed passionately, and I could feel myself about to burst and let her know — she told me to give it to her, and I shot a handful of ropes of come — I couldn’t believe that was possible so soon after my first orgasm, but I guess it was all because of the moment.

The three of us laid there again for a while, touching, talking, and laughing. None of us were about to get up from that moment. For a second I considered asking if they’d reconsider their exclusivity, but in the end it wouldn’t have been fair to them.

The next morning, we all cleaned ourselves up, hugged and kissed goodbye, and I took the subway home. A few days later, I came back to get the pieces of clothing that I had been leaving there. Gabi was at work, and Rachel and I had a bit of a moment of sadness as we hugged (and kissed one last time) before I left. They got married about a year later and are still together, happy as can be!

Before COVID, I’d still them [occasionally at that bar I described in my first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ia7bpu/i_m_got_to_watch_a_longterm_flirt_have_passionate/) — not every month, but maybe every three or four months, always with a hug and a quick but friendly, “how are you?”. Rachel and I still exchange texts occasionally about social or political issues (she’s been involved in a few important NYC-based political campaigns), and we’re all cool. They’re very happy, I’m very happy — it’s a happy ending for all of us.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jk447c/i_fucked_my_girlfriend_and_her_fiancee_fm_ffm