College friends (FF) drag [M]e off to unexpected threesome – Part 2 [FFM]

I went to Erin’s kitchen, still naked and reeling from the direction this night had taken, and poured myself a glass of water. Sipping it as I walked back into the living room, I took a moment to take in the sight of Molly eating Erin’s freshly-fucked pussy, her ass in the air invitingly.

Erin was lost in the moment and full of cum, moaning in pleasure, but she opened her eyes when she heard me walk back into the room and beckoned me over. She stroked my cock a few times, getting it hard again.

“So slippery,” she said. “From our sex.”

She took me in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock and stroking the rest of me. I groaned and grabbed her breast, feeling her moan into my cock as Molly licked her closer to another orgasm. She started to lose focus on the blowjob she was giving me as she came, but there was something incredibly hot about feeling her edge closer to orgasm while I was inside her mouth. After another few seconds, she opened her mouth around my cock to moan as her body convulsed and Molly grunted in satisfaction.

“I’ve never made a woman cum before!” she cried.

Erin was breathing heavily, collecting herself, but finally managed to say: “I guess… you’re just a natural talent, then.”

She kissed my cock, which was now throbbingly hard again, and looked up at me.

“Look who’s back,” she said.

Just then, Molly hopped up on the couch and started to get on top of Erin, kissing her and then running her tongue along my dick. For a moment, the two alternated between making out and pleasuring me.

It was Molly who broke the silence.

“I’m fucking dripping for you, dude,” she said. “I want to feel you all the way in my stomach.”

“Well, when you put it like that… “ I said.

Needing no further encouragement, I moved around behind Molly, who pushed her ass up and arched her back to present her pussy to me. I could smell her musk as I reached out to feel how wet she was; as she’d said, completely dripping. I inched forward on my knees and sank my cock into her up to the hilt.

Molly lifted her head from Erin’s neck and writhed around to see me. She was so petite, and I was so deep inside her, I could feel her body moving, could feel her breathing, through her incredibly tight pussy. We held intimate eye contact for a moment, just feeling one another and reveling in the pleasure of it, and then she turned back and moaned into Erin’s face again as I started to pick up the pace, thrusting steadily in and out and watching her pussy grip me.

I felt Erin’s hand rubbing Molly’s clit while the two of them made out, and then she moved it down a little further to cup my balls. Looking down, I could see her purple fingernail polish where she was caressing me while I fucked her friend Molly—and, below the two of us, her pussy as she lay underneath us both.

On a whim, I pulled my cock out of Molly, who gasped, and moved my knees lower so I could plunge into Erin’s pussy. She groaned with satisfaction the instant my cock filled her, so wet (and so well-lubricated by my cum from earlier, as well as Molly’s juices coating my dick) it was easy to slide right in. I started to fuck her harder, reaching up with one hand to finger Molly and rub her clit while I slid in and out of Erin.

Then, just as suddenly, I switched back, savoring the subtle differences between my friends’ unique pussies. I thrust into Molly a few times and then did the same to Erin, working them both and feeling the different angles in their bodies, the different textures—how Molly’s pussy was tighter but longer, so I had to push deeper to feel her cervix, while Erin’s was velvety and seemed to flutter as I fucked her, clenching and milking my cock as I bottomed out. I kept going back and forth between them, our moans building together as my rhythm mounted, until I could feel my balls tightening in anticipation.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum soon,” I said, pulling out of Erin and slipping it into Molly.

“Fill me up,” she moaned. “Fucking paint my insides. I want your cum, I want to feel it.”

Knowing I wasn’t going to stop fucking Molly until I came, Erin extricated herself and came around to the edge of the couch so she could sit on the floor right by where we were fucking. Leaning in and tilting her head up, she stuck out her tongue right where I could feel both it and the tip of her nose brush against my balls every time I thrust into or out of Molly’s pussy. It was the most incredible feeling.

Looking down, watching my cock disappearing into one friend and occasionally glimpsing my other friend’s mouth up against my balls just below, I tried to freeze the scene in my memory.

Then, on an impulse, I pressed my thumb against Molly’s quivering asshole. When she moaned even louder and I felt it pucker a little, I pressed harder, working just the tip of my thumb inside.

“Oh fu—oh fuck yes,” Molly moaned breathlessly. “W-what are you doing to me? That feels so fucking good.”

I pushed my thumb deeper inside her ass and felt it clench as she started to cum, hard. As I kept thrusting into her, my thumb could also feel my own cock from inside her, sliding in and out of her pussy just below.

This felt so hot and so filthy that it sent me over the edge just as I felt the muscle spasms from her orgasm subside. With Erin’s tongue (and her nose) against my balls as they tightened and erupted, my thumb in Molly’s asshole could feel my cock spasm as I began to fill her. With the extra pressure from my thumb in her other hole, Molly could feel me twitch in her pussy as I unloaded deep within her, groaning and shooting gobs of thick semen against her walls.

We held one another tight for a moment, my cock throbbing inside my friend’s pussy as my orgasm faded. Erin kept licking my balls as I came down, and then went to lick Molly’s clit. Feeling her tongue on the underside of my cock as she traced her way back and forth across the spot where Molly’s lips came together, I decided to pull out and let Erin clean Molly up. As I did so, a gob of cum dripped out onto her cheek, barely missing her eye. She laughed and adjusted her position just in time to catch the next one in her mouth, then used a finger to scoop the semen that was beginning to run down her face into her mouth instead.

This was not my last sexual encounter with either of these college friends. But it did mark a turning point in our relationships, and one that I’ve always regretted—not because of the sex, which was some of the most mind-blowing I’ve ever had, but because Erin and I were never quite able to be close friends again.

If our first hookup had been anything other than this lust-fueled night with a mutual friend, maybe we would’ve dated, or at least we could’ve gone back to being friends. But something about Molly’s involvement, something about how animalistic our fucking had been, irrevocably changed our relationship.

More than anyone else in my life, Erin was “the one who got away”—the good friendship ruined by sexual chemistry, and the potential relationship that was over before it started.

*Any interest in a few more stories? Let me know if you’d like to read more (this is my first attempt at writing up some especially hot memories, and it’s been fun).*

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