[MMF] Online sexting and pic sharing turns into a hot bi threesome and a New Year’s Resolution fulfilled (and my holes filled!?) – PART 3

This is Part 3 of my recent threesome adventure as told by Mike, one of the participants. You might want to check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ku59w3/mmf_online_sexting_and_pic_sharing_turns_into_a/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kugxlh/mmf_online_sexting_and_pic_sharing_turns_into_a/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share). ?

Selene had looked over at me, and I could see her thinking for a moment about what she wanted to do or say. Finally, she said, “Michael, can you come over here for a minute? I want your help with something.” Obviously, I went to her because at this point, I’d yet to touch or taste her pussy and that, after all, was goal one for me and my little buddy hanging between my legs. I knelt down next to her. Greg had opened his legs enough to let me in between with her. I was thinking maybe she wanted me to finger her or rub her clit while she sucked him off. Nope, not so simple. She said, “Michael, I have a fantasy – a huge fantasy that I have wanted for years. I know it’s a lot to ask, but do you think you could help me give Greg head? Please Michael, I can’t tell you how bad I’ve wanted this.”

I knew the answer was yes because she asked me and she wanted it and I wanted her. I wanted to make her happy. I also knew there was a process from that moment for me to be able to do it. I was not able to just say yes. First off, Greg was there so I wasn’t just responding to her. I was VERY nervous. I knew I did not want cum in my mouth. I didn’t want to just blurt out yes. I felt like I had to fight it a little. Which is silly, but felt like part of the game. I see now it was the norms that were ingrained in my mind. They were keeping me from just doing what I wanted. I did not recognize that in the moment. 

Before I got a chance to say anything, Greg said, “Uh, whoa! Do I get a say?” I knew him asking the question meant that while he had all the same reservations as me, he too knew he wanted it. Otherwise he would have said a straight no fucking way. We all kind of smiled and Selene said, “Guys, I know it’s a lot to ask. But how can I have this opportunity of my long time fantasy and not beg for it? How often am I going to have two guys here like this?” I said, “I don’t know Selene. I have never done this before and it seems wrong. What if I really regret this? I’m embarrassed. I know I’ve talked about this sweetie, but I’m not gay.” Even as I said it I knew it wasn’t really a valid argument. If there is anything I have learned, it’s that sexual acts can be separate from orientation. Selene knew that too. She knew that I could do it and that it would not require any label or perceived shame. I just wasn’t there yet. I couldn’t do it. Suddenly, I realized something I was doing and didn’t even know. I had put my hand around Greg’s calf, almost squeezing it for comfort because I was scared. I had no clue I was holding him until that moment. If I suddenly pull my hand away, that would be weird. If I leave it, it’s even more odd. Still, it was a bit of a comfort to me as it was one more way I could express my nervousness. 
 
Selene and I were stroking each other’s hair a bit. Her begging me to go down on Greg for her, and me begging her not to make me. Her begging wasn’t creepy or uncomfortable. Deep down, I wanted her to keep asking. I hadn’t said a straight no. She knew I kind of wanted to and would probably regret it if I didn’t, and she knew she would be there for me after and make it ok and never shame me, but I didn’t know that. I was actually shaking by this point. How can I give this incredible sexual being what she wants even though I am afraid to do it? As a kid I used to tell my friends, “If a woman goes down on a woman, that’s an experiment, but if a man sucks another man’s dick, that’s commitment.” If I put even the tip of him to my lips, willingly, am I now gay? It’s old world thinking, it’s not a progressive thought, but it’s what my brain is saying to me.

Selene then said, “Please Michael. The thought of this is making my pussy so wet. I don’t think I have ever been this wet before baby. Can you do this for me and I promise you it will be ok? Look how wet I am Michael.” At that point I thought she wanted me to touch her pussy with my fingers. I resisted. Because the moment I touched her and felt how wet she was, I was going to suck that cock. There is nothing more powerful than pussy that is dripping because of me, or even partly because of me. If a woman wants anything from me, all she has to do is make me feel or taste her wet pussy. She will have total control. I am aware of it, so I don’t touch her when she said that. Turns out she wasn’t asking. She put her hand down her pants and closed her eyes. I could tell she was putting her fingers inside her, but also thrusting her hips forward to help the fingers go deeper. When she pulled her hand back out, I could see a crazy amount of wetness. It was hot. So fucking hot.

Then she took her fingers and rubbed them all over her nipple. At this point Greg is invisible to me and I am about to present my own cock for fucking her. But then she takes my head and pulls me to her nipple and I lick the pussy right off her. There is ok pussy, great pussy, and pussy we won’t talk about. Selene – she tasted amazing. And in those few seconds, she was now the master over me, in complete control. Even though there were other times during the evening I got to taste her, it will never be enough. I will carry the curse of forever wanting to taste her again, until the day I die. Holy fuck it was good. Then she pulled my head back and said, “Let me show you how easy it is Michael. Let me show you what I want.”, and she began sucking Greg’s dick again. Oh yea, Greg was there. Now I remember. There was zero doubt, zero worry, she had control and I was going to do whatever the fuck she wanted. Period. I was just waiting my turn. I didn’t know how I would start it, but it was going to happen. That fuckling cunt overrode every concern I had by feeding me her evil pussy. She knew it and I knew it and yet there was nothing I could do. This fucking bitch knew how to play me. For a split second I thought no, fuck you, I am just going to get behind you, lift your fucking ass up, pull down your pants, not gently you mother fucker, and fuck you so hard from behind that you will never forget I am a straight man!! No one controls me! Except yea, as she was sucking his dick, she looked at me with those eyes and I remembered the taste and her command. So I looked at Greg. I did not want to suck some dude’s dick if he was going to freak out and maybe punch me. He gave me a look and a slight nod, almost imperceptible, that said yea, it’s ok. I am not sure if he was doing that for me, for him, or for Selene. Perhaps all three. I was still feeling a little macho angry at the idea that she would control me with her taste and that she thought she could make me do gay things when I am not gay. So I pulled her by the hair, off of Greg’s dick, and started kissing her, my tongue going as deep as it could. Pushing her to me, but still pulling her hair. I looked at her and said, “Give me another taste of your pussy, now! Or you get nothing!” A lie, to be sure. I just felt like I had to assert some heterosexual manly dominance before I sucked a man’s cock. The kiss and the hair pulling and the pussy tasting would let the world know I prefer women over men and you can’t fucking change that.
 
She complied. She put her fingers deep into her pussy and pulled them back out, this time, even more wet. She started to move them toward her nipple, but I grabbed her wrist and stopped her. At that moment, I thought for sure I was going to put her fingers in my mouth. I wanted to get the best taste I could.

Suddenly, instead of my mouth, I moved her hand to the tip of Greg’s cock. She knew what to do. She rubbed her wet fingers all over the head of Greg’s dick. And then I put it in my mouth. At first, all I was thinking was I was licking the pussy off of a surface. Forget that it was a dick. But then I had to continue. At this point, for the first time in my life, I had a cock in my mouth. My thoughts pretty quickly changed from all that aggression and pussy tasting to oh my God, how am I going to do this? I was so afraid I would look like an idiot. I don’t have a cock sucking technique. I don’t know if I am going to gag myself. I have no idea if he will cum without warning, and I have no idea if now that Selene was seeing her fantasy come to life, maybe she didn’t really like it. Maybe it was a total turn off for her. I felt ashamed for all the power I had given up. My mind was racing with negativity and fear. I was just kind of going through the up and down motion but nothing more. I didn’t know what to do. I was shaking even more than before, with waves of shame coming over me. 
 
Then I felt Selene’s hand on my back and head on my shoulder. She was letting me know that this was good, this was ok. She was letting me know how grateful she was that I took this step for her. She comforted me and I slowed down a little, both the up and down motion and in my head. She kept rubbing my back and snuggling her head on my shoulder. Pressing just enough to make me know I was safe. Her hand made its way down my back and into my pants. I lifted up a little to make it easier for her and she started playing with my asshole. It turned the whole thing back to a sexual experience and got my mind on track. Now, I had to focus on being good, doing it right. I wanted to impress both of them, even though it was my first time. Selene was quietly moaning in my ear and occasionally Greg would say something like “Oh my God that feels good!” I started working the tip of his cock with my tongue as I was sucking hard and moving up and down. I cupped his balls and squeezed him with as much pressure as I know I like. He seemed to enjoy it. His cock was definitely as hard as it could get, so I knew he was into it. I really started focusing on giving the best blow job I could. 
 
Selene took her hand from my pants and moved toward Greg, she had him move the very edge of the couch and then started fingering his ass. With my hand working his balls, I could feel her hand pushing in and moving around. It was so hot. I was rock hard in my pants. For a split second, I thought about taking my cock out, pushing his legs way back, and putting myself in him. But I knew I wasn’t ready for that.
 
Selene was working his ass harder and harder, I was sucking his cock and doing quite good, I believe. And we all just went for it. Hard. Sucking, finger fucking, ball squeezing, tit rubbing…. It was all just working in unison. I remember Greg telling me online that he liked the idea of two dicks inside Selene. It made me wonder, how would he like two fingers in his ass? So I gently started rubbing Selene’s arm, then wrist, then fingers, and finally I put one of my fingers in his ass at the same time her finger was in. I was pushing as hard as I could and with every push he lifted his hips and pushed back. It was insane. He had his hand on my head pushing me down with each thrust. I kept trying to go as deep on his cock as I could. I did really well actually. Then Greg says, “Oh my God, I am about to cum!” I knew I could not handle cum in my mouth and so I started jacking off his hard cock and moved a bit so Selene could get centered to him. Both of us were still finger fucking his ass as hard as we could. He shot out a huge load that landed on her tits. I kept jacking him off until every bit of cum was out. I do love to see a guy cum! I slowly stopped jacking and we slowly pulled our fingers out. It was amazing.

We were all kind of spent, even though Selene and I hadn’t climaxed. For me, it was an emotional roller coaster – very draining. Selene and I both sort of leaned on Greg and each other. Like a group hug without an actual hug. I think we were taking a moment of silence to make sure each of us were ok. I know I was ok. I have to thank Selene for that. She was sexy, demanding, a brat, and my comfort in all the right moments. It wasn’t manipulative, it was the range of emotions she experienced. And of course Greg was so great to allow me this experience.  

Selene was stroking my hair and she asked, “Are you ok Michael? Was that fun for you?” I said yea, absolutely. All good. I asked Greg how he felt, the evidence of the answer already all over Selene’s incredible tits. He said that at first he didn’t think he would let it happen, but he was really glad he did. Selene told us how thankful she was that we gave her that gift and how hot it made her to know we overcame our fears and hangups for her. I told her she owed me and I would be expecting something for me. She said, “Yes Michael. I will do anything for you. Anything you want.” Noted. I really felt her statement was born from deep gratitude for trusting her.

 We had more experiences that night, but I hope to have many more with them in the future.

So now what? Where do we go from here? So many options and the night was young. I was a new person in a lot of ways. I overcame fear. Sure, it was pussy that made me do it, but isn’t that true for almost everything in life? I had conquered it and I have these two great sexual beings to thank.
 
After we gathered ourselves, got dressed, used the restroom, etc., Selene said she wanted to play a game. She pulled a blindfold and dice out of her pocket and said it was called “Who the Fuck is Licking Me?” I will tell you about that next time. 

Well Selene, my muse, I hope that was honest and accurate enough for you. It’s how I saw our first two hours together. Let me know if you want any more of the story. I think I need to go get some release after writing all that. :) Love you sweetie. 
Michael

I hope you all enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed being a part of it! Please don’t be shy in the comments. Both Mike and Greg are following this! And Happy New Year’s to all of you!
Selene ?

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