Anna was always wild and this drew me to her. Even if I wanted to keep away from her, I wouldn’t be able.
I couldn’t believe it when we got together. She was slim, dark, smoldering eyes, her kisses were like a thunderstorm, bangs, intoxicating hips, her silhouette drove me wild. She smelled of flowers and sex. I was ready to die for her.
When we had sex, it was animalistic.
We’d cum so much we couldn’t breath, we’d drive each other crazy. I was proud to be seen with her, I’d feel taller, stronger, more like a man with her. She’d wear her robe at my apartment, it would flow around her. You could tell she wanted to be seen, she wanted to be acknowledged for the goddess she was.
Once, at my apartment, she went naked to my balcony to smoke. A family of four was walking in the street, and when the father saw her, in all her beauty, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. He stared up at my apartment, completely losing his sense of presence.
She waved at him, a single, flirty wave, he lost his track, he couldn’t focus on anything but the beautiful woman he’d seen on the balcony. She’d destroyed him, in a way.
I was so in love.
We went to drink with some friends, she’d startle them with her wits, her beautiful eyes, her ass when she walked past them, they couldn’t keep her eyes off her, and that turned me on. I’d be hard as a rock, I’d try to keep up conversations, but I just wanted to listen to her, see her enchant everyone around her.
Carl, a friend of mine with dark hair, a long coat, tall and handsome and mysterious, struck up a conversation with her. I went to smoke and when I came back, it was clear he was smitten (I kissed him once, several months past, deeply, he was my first kiss with a man, it was stubbly and exciting and new).
He lived out of town, I invited him to stay with us for the night, and he gladly accepted, and we went to my place. I gave him a place to sleep in my sofa, not far from my bed (it was a one room apartment), and I went to bed with Anna.
She kissed me, like she wanted to devour me, her smell was wild, her lips were soft, her hair fell on the pillow like an ocean.
She looked at me, she kissed me deeply, there was a long pause, she sighed deeply, and then she said: “Don’t be mad at me. I’d like to fuck both of you. I’d like to you take me at the same time, I want to be filled up in every way. I want to have you both within me.”
My breath grew short. I’d never thought about this before, but the idea of sharing her made me shake with wild, guilty lust.
“Would you like us to fuck you now?” I whispered, after I catched my breath, my dick was throbbing, I could feel my blood rushing down, my heart pounding.
She waited a second, I could swear she bit her lip.
“If you’d like, wake me up tomorrow, both of you,” she said, quietly, guiltily, like she regretted what she’d said, like she wanted to give me an out.
“No,” I said, barely containing myself.
“I understand,” she whispered with a tint of guilt and disappointment, and drew me close. Every nerve in my body quivered.
“Carl.” I said, loudly, and I could hear him shuffling about, uncertain, restlesss in the sofa, I don’t know if he’d heard us, but I imagine he did, hot and shaking and sweaty.
“Come here.”
He hesitated for no more than half a second. Then he rose and came to the side of the bed.
“What do you want me to do?” he said.
“Take off your pants,” I said, looking Anna in the eyes, she was shaking.
“Put you dick in my girlfriends mouth.”
He took off his pants so quickly, I’ve never seen anyone drop their clothes so quickly. I slid off Annas panties, she was wet like an ocean, I could feel her wetness in the air, I could almost taste her, just from staring at her pussy.
She put her hand on his dick, it was hard as rock, it was clear she couldn’t believe what was happening. Every muscle in my body ached, I wanted to please her, I wanted her to feel wanted and full and tired and used, I knew she’d like it, I knew she desperately longed for it and I slid my tongue inside her dripping wet pussy, and I swallowed every drop of her.
Her pussy was beautiful, a wonderland, if you’ll allow me a cliché, hot and heavy and thick with her scent and she gasped as I slid my tongue inside her, and she put Carl into her mouth.
She moaned like an earthquake, her back bent backwards (I love when women bend their backs), her nerves tightened up and were then loosened, as I dug deep into her, tasted her, she was shaved but stubbled, I was still clothed and licking her like a dog when she took him into her mouth.
She sucked him like she wanted to impress him, or maybe me, her tongue was up and down his dick, her dark hair bopping from side to side, she moaned and she shook, and I loved her like a burning sun.
I licked her like a thirsty tiger, I let my spit drip onto her pussy, my tongue around her clit, she arched, she screamed and she came like a flood, and I ate up her juices, I wanted her, I wanted to devour her, and while she was still cumming I turned her around and I buried my dick, hard as obsidian, in her wet pussy.
“Fuck,” she said, but it was hard to hear her, her mouth was around his cock, her attention was split between me fucking her harder than I ever fucked her and her desire to impress and be my girl to share as I pleased.
“Fuck,” she repeated as I slammed into her, I forgot everything, I just fucked her, I rammed her, and I was reduced to an animal as I watched her suck my friend’s dick and take me inside her like slut, and I fucked her hard and long untill I exploded inside her while she was still sucking him, and I fell down on top of her.
“How much can he do to me?” she said, begging for my permission and approval, but I didn’t talk to her.
“Carl, get inside her. Fuck her like the slut she is,” I growled, still reeling from my orgasm.
“I want to see you fuck her.”
He nodded sternly. He turned her around, grabbed her ass, and her big, dark eyes stared into mine. She seemed so vulnerable, so powerless, still filled with my cum.
“I love you,” she managed as his dick entered her and she was reduced to moaning and fucking and animal instinct, but she still managed to look at me, her eyes grew wider with every thrust and I loved her then, so much, so fiercely and I felt like a king. I watched his eyes grow dark, he was nothing but instinct now, a horny animal fulfilling his own need, and as I watched them, my dick grew hard again, while she moaned and moaned while the sound of his body slamming onto hers filled the air.
He came with a roar, and she whimpered as she was filled again. He fell over in the bed, and we lay there for a bit, taking huge lungfuls of air, trying to take it in.
“I need to pee,” she said, “but I’m not done. I won’t waste this, you have to fuck me again.”
She rose from the bed, and while she rose, I reached out and took Carls dick in mine, I don’t why, I just had to, he moaned and reached out to kiss me.
“Fuck,” she said, stopping in her tracks, standing over us, watching us.
“Fuck. Don’t stop. Keep going till I come back. I want you to do this, and I want you to fuck me when you’re done.”
I kissed him deeply, hus tongue was rough and coarse and his hair was dark and thick, and his dick was hard. He reached out to mine, I was ready for him, I gasped for air. He rubbed me faster, I tried to keep up.
“I am so consumed by what you’re doing to each other,” said Anna, suddenly, she’d returned, the rising sun came though the windows, she looked like an otherwordly being, naked against the light, her ass was so round, I noticed, while I stroked Carls cock.
She kissed me while I stroked his cock, I wanted to take him into my mouth, but it seemed too much at the time (I should have done it), her breasts pressed against me.
“I want you to ride me,” Carl said, suddenly, but then looked to me for approval, I smiled and nodded, and she did what she was told, put her legs on each side of him and gasped as he entered her. I got behind her, grabbed her slim, beautiful waist, and pressed her down on him, again and again and again, saw his cock enter her, heard her moan, saw her loud, hunfry agony, the mix of being overwhelmed and satisfied and lustful, the way women are, and my cock was hard against her ass, while he fucked her.
“Can you come again for me?” she asked me, turning her head, while he fucked her.
I stood up, and she took my dick in her hand while she rode him, she stroked me so hard, untill I exploded on her face and her breasts (she closed her eyes in reflex, but moaned even harder with my cum on her), even though I didn’t think I’d have another round in me, and he came and she stopped riding him, and she rolled off and she fell between us. I took her breast in my hand, I kissed her, and the drunken realisation hit us, what we’d done, how extreme it was, but I couldn’t think about anything besides wanting to do it again, watching her suck another mans dick while I fucked her, watch her be a slut, my slut.
Carl went to the sofa, to give us space, he said afterwards, he was afraid he’d done something wrong, that he overstepped a boundary.
“It feels wrong,” Anna whispered to me, while she lay on chest, “but I like that you have the power to share me. I like to be a slut for you, I like to be something you can give away.”
She looked sad and afraid.
“Is it bad, that I feel this way?”
In the darkness, I considered.
“No,” I sad. “I have never been so turned on. I like the idea of my friends knowing how sexy and overwhelming you are. It feels powerful to let them know what I have. There’s nothing wrong with you.”
She smiled, she was as beautiful as anything I’d ever seen, and the knowledge that both my and Carls semen filled her up made me intense and dark and wild.
“He told me you kissed him,” she said, her eyes shining. “I couldn’t let go of the thought of seeing you kiss each other. I wanted you to share me. I wanted it so badly. It made me shake, it clouded my mind.”
I kissed her deeply, wrapping my arms around her.
“You’re a fairy tale,” I whispered, “I want to be lost in you forever.”
// This happened some years ago, and it’s my first submission. Names have been changed. English isn’t my first language, apologies for language mistakes.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mkf4or/mmf_i_23m_had_a_lifechanging_threesome_woth_my_gf
I had an SO a lot like this. She had to be noticed in public wearing revealing clothes etc. she drew the attention of others.
She was sexually wild also and the absolute truth is we made
Love or fucked twice a day (morning and evening) and sometimes three times.
This went on for over a year and it became consuming. It got to the point we we became so intense to the expense of all my interests and friends. I did have a job but she was extremely insecure. I realised her identity was fully wrapped around her sexuality and little else.
I left the relationship due to her slowly controlling my life and friendships demanding all my spare
Time was devoted
To her.
I missed my
Friends and when
I attempted to get more balance in my life she lost the plot and stabbed me with a kitchen knife in the arm.
That ended the relationship but I sure do miss the sex.
Great story
You write well for English to not be your first language! Great read.
This is fucking poetry man!! Please, keep writing, anything.
Hope you’re well ??
Really well written. Keep them cumming as I did over this.
” I’d like to fuck both of you. I’d like to you take me at the same time, I want to be filled up in every way. I want to have you both within me.”
Sounds like she was asking for DP and you just…didn’t do it??