(This is mostly just build up for the actual threesome but I wanted to make a reasonable length post and I happen to think that foreplay is hot as hell even in story fashion! I’ll write up part 2 shortly! I’d love to hear what y’all think and if you think I should add or change anything in my style going forward)
This story begins about a year after my boyfriend and I started dating. I’m Katherine, Kat for short, and he is James. Very early on we’d had extensive conversations about our mutual bisexuality, our fantasies of group sex and also our past experiences. I’d explored my bisexual side several times by this point but he’d never done anything more than kiss another man so obviously having a threesome with another man would allow both of us to explore our fantasies!
So, like any respectable couple we remade our dating app accounts and started trolling the internet for dick! It was honestly pretty exhilarating just to swipe together and fantasize about every guy we matched with. Almost every one of these sessions quickly degenerated into us fucking and dirty talking about the guys we’d been chatting with. While fucking, James would gush about how hot it would be if I was sucking another man’s cock while he fucked me from behind or how hot it would be for us to get on our knees and suck a guy off together. I had to agree, it all sounded incredible.
Eventually I ended up chatting with Andrew. At 32 he was a bit older than we were looking for but he was in great shape, seemed very respectable, was quite bisexual and as we discovered after exchanging numbers and sexting a bit, had a gorgeous cock.
We agreed to meet for a drink together the following week to make sure we have chemistry. James and I couldn’t keep our hands off each other all week, I think we had sex every single day including an hour before we were supposed to meet up with Andrew.
We lost track of time and when I finally checked my watch we only had 10 minutes to get dressed and get to the brewery. I started to throw on the lingerie set I had planned to wear for the occasion but James stopped me, “No, no no. You are going to be naked under that dress.” This was honestly pretty out of character for him and I started getting turned on again by how excited he was and how he was already pushing our boundaries a bit. The dress I had picked out didn’t quite reach my knees so I felt pretty exposed as we frantically rushed out of my apartment building and down the street to the brewery.
When we finally arrived Andrew was immediately visible waving at us from the table he’d already secured and he was definitely more handsome in person than on tinder. I’m not going to lie to all of you, it was pretty awkward to begin with. There were more than a few uncomfortable silences but the double IPA’s were on special and after a couple pints with nearly 10% alcohol content I was frankly tipsy, verging on drunk and the conversation was flowing pretty naturally. James and Andrew really got along. Andrew worked in the field James was studying in university, we all played Dungeons and Dragons and our senses of humor were super similar.
The table we’d ended up at was more of a semi-circular booth than a standard bar table and as the night wore on, we all ended up slowly rotating towards the center until I was in between the two men with both of them resting a hand on my thighs. In another uncharacteristic move, James started to slide his hand up my leg, pulling the hem of my dress with him, finding my pussy and starting to draw firm circles on my clit.
It took Andrew a few moments to notice that I’d abruptly stopped participating in the conversation and when he saw my flushed cheeks and the not at all subtle lip bite had going, I don’t think he needed any clues. James pulled his hand away and urged Andrew in a low voice, “You should feel her, she’s so wet right now.”
He looked at me questioningly (Consent is real sexy everyone!) and after I nodded, he started exploring my pussy right there in the bar. I was having a hell of a time keeping my cool while he stroked my labia, clit and even dipped a finger inside me a few times. Meanwhile James was just grinning and obviously loving every minute of my struggle.
After what felt like an eternity my impatience finally got the better of me and I pleaded with the two men, “Can we please just go back to my place and do this for real?”
It took about a millisecond for them to say, “Yes please,” in unison and Andrew got up immediately to settle the bill. This allowed James and I a brief minute to check in with each other, make sure we were both okay with everything that was going to happen and express how fucking excited we were that this was finally going to happen!
Andrew, ever the consummate gentleman, even pulled out a pre-rolled joint for us all to share as we strolled down the alleyway to my apartment.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lvjj2b/mmf_the_start_of_my_20f_first_ever_threesome_with
this sounds so hot!! can’t wait for part 2!