To give you an idea of how much of a weird girl i was…..i visited my old high school after I graduated and went to college. There was a teacher who I had a crush on since, honestly, the first day of my freshman year. He was smart and cute and a good teacher and I sorta low-key obsessed over him. But nothing ever happened.
So I graduate….I go to college and come home for a break and go to my old school to visit. And of course I visit Mr. X. And we have a great talk, like we always did. And it was great to just talk to someone about school and my insecurities and my goals and all of that. And he was a great listener and it was just great. And finally he said he had to go, but would i like to have dinner that night.
Which set off the Great Civil War in my brain. Did he just ask me out on a date? Of course he didn’t ask me out on a date….im just a kid and he’s being nice and im being stupid. But what if he did ask me out on a date? And around and around. I, of course said yes. And then I basically dismantle my closet finding the perfect outfit for “I know this isn’t a date but if this was a date I look cute but of course I don’t look like slutty because I know this isn’t a date and you’re just being nice. Plus my parents are going to see what im wearing”. Which, I gotta tell you, is a tricky look to nail down.
So…we go to dinner. And I’m super nervous at first. But then…I mean…it’s Mr. X…and it just feels natural. And I basically scold my stupid self for thinking this had been a date because it obviously wasnt. And that’s good…right?? And eventually we finish, talk some more over wine (it blew my mind to be having wine with a former teacher of mine!). And we get up to go to the car and it’s all cool and friendly and then…..his hand basically glues itself to my ass.
And i…freeze. My brain just says….ok…i don’t understand any of this, i’m gonna go take a nap now. But i can assure you other parts of my body are instantly in high gear to make up for it. And I’m just….sleep walking basically as he walks me to the car, his hand never leaving my butt.
(I swear we’re gonna get to the 3some stuff eventually. Persevere, brave reader)
So…we get in his car….and I have to basically lecture myself not to suck his cock in the car. Because….well….that’s what I always did with the high school BOYS. I should be a bit more….mature….with a teacher. But his tongue gets pretty much acquinted with my esophagus as we kiss. And he asks if I want to go to his place and I use all of my restraint to not SCREAM yes. But to say it in an adult dignified manner.
We go to his place. And I’m just….stunned….that im literally naked on my knees, sucking the cock of this teacher I’ve had a crush on from before i even knew HOW to suck a cock much less anything else. And we fuck and it’s amazing and he takes me home and asks if he can see me again before I go back to school and I am just one super ridiculously happy girl.
(I swear, we’re getting to the 3some)
So…we get together a couple of nights later. He takes me to a different bar/restaurant out of town. We’re having drinks and, weird coincidence of coincidences, this other former teacher of mine walks in. He’s a married guy who I always got a kinda weird vibe from, but nothing ever really caused it. Mr. X says hi to Mr. Y, I try to figure out if I can find my Hogwarts invisibility cloak, and then Mr. X asks Mr. Y to join us. OK….that’s weird….but he’s just trying to play it cool. I get that.
So Mr. Y joins us, and they’re talking and I’m just really weirded out but trying to white knuckle it until Mr. Y leaves and I’m alone with Mr. X again. And then Mr. X asks Mr. Y if he wants to join us at his place. What the Actual Fuck??
So….i’m just trying to play it cool. We’re all at Mr. X’s home….im sitting on the couch i was naked on a couple nights ago…..trying to just be the platonic friend. And then Mr. X starts making out with me, in front of Mr. Y. And i’m trying to remind him…..we’re not alone….you’re not playing this very cool. And then Mr. Y is on the other side of me and touching me and wants to turn my head to kiss him. And I look at Mr. X with a “what the fuck is happening here?” look….and he just smiles and nods and says its ok. And so I, very reluctantly, turn to kiss Mr. Y.
Things pretty much snowballed from there. I was just honestly too…stunned….to think to stop anything. I mean nothing was done against my will or anything. I just went with it. They both took turns fucking me, and having me suck them. It was the first time I was spit-roasted. I came like crazy.
At the time, I thought I was being this mature sexually free woman, not ashamed of my own sexuality. And I was. But, in retrospect, I also realize I was completely played. This was a set-up from the beginning. Which gets me angry sometimes. But I gotta admit….it was hot as fuck. So…I guess it all worked out.
Anyway, that’s my first 3some story. Congrats to everyone who actually stuck with it to here! Feel free to contact me if you want.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t2hgpu/my_first_threesome_was_with_two_of_my_former_high
Nice story. Would u still meet them if u go back?
Loved the story first time round