I’ve written a couple times about my ex-girlfriend Amy and the sexual odyssey she took me on for our one-and-a-half year relationship. I was nine years older than Amy and she was a stark sexual contrast from most women I had dated and known closer to my own age. While I considered myself a pretty progressive and liberated sexual individual, Amy was on another level.
In my teen years, porn movies were confined to the backroom of the local VHS rental shop or the adult novelty store. Amy grew up with 24-by-7 free access to just about any porn one wanted to watch through the internet to her computer in her bedroom. And while we were both consumers of internet porn before we started dating, porn became a regular staple of our sex life, which was basically our entire co-existence. Amy was by definition a nymphomaniac; a woman with an uncontrollable desire to have lots of sex, especially with different partners. And I was along for the ride; happily and willingly seduced by her 21-year old tiny framed fit self with oversized natural ta-tas (her words, not mine) and a truly magical pussy (refer to previous stories).
Beyond expanding my consumption of porn and sex, Amy expanded my love of smoking marijuana. Our weed-induced sexcapades engrained in me a psychosomatic response to getting high that to this day leads to rock-hard erections and mind melting orgasms that would rival the pharmaceutical engineering behind Viagra and Cialis. Many an evening I’d come home from work to find Amy in master bedroom of my house, naked on my bed with porn on the TV, teasing herself with her pink Rabbit vibrator in one hand and her penis bong in the other (yes…she had a penis bong and thought of herself as quite funny to hide our traditional bong, leaving me no alternative but to smoke from it on occasion). This was life with Amy. She was my muse. She rarely had a care in the world except chasing her next mind-blowing orgasm. And besides all the pussy she threw my way, that laisse-faire mindset was the other part of her appeal.
Amy had enrolled in a massage course at the local community college, partly out of boredom and because she thought she could make some side money. She was strong for her size and she quickly learned to apply technique to her strength and aside from the almost guaranteed happy endings she gave me “while practicing for class,” she was good at it. It was while she was in this course she met Katie, a mid-20’s girl also going down the vocational career path of a massage therapist. The two of them hit it off in class almost immediately, and Amy spoke of Katie almost daily from the day they met. It was about a month into the course when Amy announced they had planned a double date.
“We’re going out this Friday. She’s super fun and her boyfriend does tech stuff, so he’s a nerd like you,” she said, teasing me for having a successful career in IT. “We thought we would go out for dinner and then you two can take us to the club.”
The club. Amy and I had spent numerous nights frequenting the local strip club together. Nothing crazy had really happened there but it always poured gasoline on her fire and I always benefitted from it on the way home and upon arrival. We always referred to it as just ‘the club’ but surely she was referring to a dance club.
“Which club?” I clarified, a suspicious tone in my voice.
“Hmmm. Well, we could go to any club I guess, but I told Katie about ‘the club’ and that you’d buy us champagne and get us tipsy,” she said, the last part in her feigned innocent little cute girl voice.
“And they’re OK with this? You know not every couple is cool about being in a strip club together,” I cautioned.
“Totally. She said they’ve talked about going and said we could break them in,” Amy responded, grinning as she foreshadowed the evening ahead.
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Two nights later, Katie and her boyfriend Derek arrived at my house early so we could drive together to the restaurant. Derek was a couple inches taller than me and appeared lean under his button up shirt. Katie was a strawberry red-haired pixie faced cutie with freckles, about 5’5” and slender top to bottom. She had on a cute off the shoulder button up top that showed her mid-riff and some designer jeans. We hopped into my Escalade, Derek riding shotgun as the two ladies climbed into the back seat and we all chatted about where we grew up and what we did for fun, to which Amy stated honestly yet with too much matter of fact, “My hobby is sex,” which caused Katie and Derek to burst out laughing while I chuckled, but knew the truth was she wasn’t trying to shock anyone. This was just life with Amy.
After a pleasant dinner, we were walking back to the car and I thought I should give everyone a chance to clarify where they wanted to go next, just to make sure no assumptions were being made.
“So…Where to? You all want to go to a pub?” I asked.
“We thought you were taking us to your special place. The Cluuub,” Katie responded, drawing out the word ‘club’ to emphasize she knew exactly what kind of establishment it was. Twenty minutes later we were sitting at a table in the middle of our mid-size city’s strip club with a bottle of bubbly amongst the four of us. Amy had taken up position in Katie’s lap and immediately the two of them were pointing at and flirting with some of the club’s talent.
Before we’d finished the first bottle, Amy leaned over to Derek and I and announced that she and Katie wanted to get a dance from one of the girls, but in the champagne rooms in back.
“She wants to dance for all of us,” Amy said. “Our friend Grace here (referring to the stripper flirting with Katie) said she wanted to give you guys a special show.” Grace looked to be all of 20-years old and I didn’t recognize her. And while she was incredibly cute and flirty, she carried herself like she’d just recently started in this line of work.
Derek offered to get the next bottle and next thing you know the five of us are piled in a booth in the back of the club, Derek and I across from Amy and Katie as Grace sat and grinded first in Derek’s lap, then mine, dropping her top and putting an expensive pair of bolt-on tits in our faces. Soon Grace dropped down to the floor between us and proceeded to rub her plastic surgeon’s masterpieces all over our crotches, occasionally placing her mouth over our bulges, then backing off and smiling at us as if she had just invented that maneuver herself.
I’m not going to lie, both Derek and I were getting semi-hard, but it was our girls that were steaming on the other side of the booth. Amy had backed herself into the corner and had her feet up on the couch and knees spread wide, just staring at me, intently watching my reactions to another woman kneeling between my legs. Katie just stared at the stripper, occasionally blurting out, “Oh my god her ass is amazing” or goating Derek with comments like, “You look a little stiff there sweetie” or “You need to free that monster baby?”
Before the next song came on, Amy leaned forward, grabbed Grace by both sides of her face, and straight up open mouth kissed her. Instead of reacting adversely, we all watched as Grace melted into Amy’s grasp, being led back to the corner of the booth Amy had been sitting. For the next minute it was as if the two of them were completely alone, making out and licking each other’s necks, until Amy latched onto Grace’s nipples and nipped them to little bullets. Amy then put her hand on top of Grace’s head and pushed her down until Grace’s face warmed from the steam between her legs. Amy held her there for several moments, looking down at Grace, then locked her gaze directly at Katie and simply said, “I want YOU to take her place.”
Derek and I just sat there slack jawed as Katie stood up, knelt behind our private entertainer, reached around her and began mauling both her tits from behind as Amy continued to hold the strippers face between her legs.
“She’s not doing it right,” Katie said. “You have way too many clothes on for her to do it properly.”
With that, Amy let Grace go, stood up, and proceeded to gather her things from the booth.
“Let’s go home,” she said aloud. She looked specifically at me and said, “I need you to take us home right now.”
After paying the tab we piled back into my car, this time Amy in the passenger seat and Derek and Katie in the back. It was a ten-minute drive to my house and no sooner had we gotten out of the parking lot, Amy leaned over the center console unzipped my jeans, pulled out my cock and began to stroke me.
“You got a hard on for Grace tonight, didn’t you?” she teased me.
“I got a hard on for you too,” I said. Suddenly I heard Derek groan in the back seat and I glanced in the rear view mirror, noticing Katie had disappeared from my view, her face now in Derek’s lap. Amy looked into the backseat.
“Naughty Katie. Better save that mouth for me,” she pouted, all the while stroking me up and down as I pushed the speed limit as much as I dared.
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A few minutes later we were sitting in my man cave upstairs, smoking what had to be one of the fattest blunts I’d ever seen, courtesy of Derek. It made just two rotations around the room, each of us taking massive tokes in anticipation for what Amy might do next. In no time my head was spinning like it rarely did, and I realized I was incredibly high off the potent weed and blunt paper. It also meant my cock was hard as granite, and I simply sunk back into the couch next to Derek and closed my eyes and before I knew it, drifted off. The next thing I realized was my cock felt amazing as it was being magnificently deepthroated. I opened my eyes and looked down to see Katie between my legs, the source of my pleasure. My head lolled to the right and I tried to focus my eyes as my naked girlfriend straddled Derek, circling her hips in exaggerated motions over his naked waist.
“Welcome back baby,” Amy said. “You passed out so I asked Katie to resuscitate you. You OK? You missed seeing her eat my pussy like a good girl. And she was right; I had way too many clothes on at the club.”
Derek was sucking on Amy’s tits and counter-rolling his own hips, clearly trying to get his approach angle right to penetrate my girlfriend. Before he could line it up, Amy slid down his body to kneel on the floor, spread his legs apart and exposed his sizable cock. I know I’m pretty well endowed, but Derek was packing a big dick by any standard. And his dick was wet, clearly having been smeared and smothered by Amy grinding her wet pussy over it. Amy grabbed his cock and began to stroke it, pulling a steady stream of pre-cum out of his cock and adding it to her own secretions. She was showing his size off to me. Not in a manner to upset me, but to show me why she needed to do what she was going to do. She wanted me to understand why she was going to fuck him.
“How’s Katie doing baby? Is she making you feel good? Take care of my man, Katie. Like you did me,” Amy purred.
I looked down at Katie who had locked eyes on me and continued to drag her lips and hand up and down my shaft, from base to tip and back, throating my cock on each descent. It was obvious that Katie was well practiced from sucking Derek’s big dick.
“Fuck yeah. Feels amazing. Sorry about passing out. How long was I out?”
“Ten minutes or so. But we need you awake now. Katie wants to watch me fuck you both,” Amy stated. She wasn’t asking. She didn’t need to ask. This was life with Amy.
With that, Amy climbed back up onto Derek’s lap, reached between her legs, grabbed his cock and lodged his fat head at the opening of her steaming entrance. She pushed herself slowly down and didn’t stop until her ass cheeks were firmly against his thighs.
“Fuuuuuuck! You’re thick,” she hissed in Derek’s ear, but loud enough for all of us to hear. “God Katie, you are a lucky fucking girl.”
She began rising and falling, taking Derek’s full length, her labia kissing his balls each time she bottomed out.
“Holy shit girl,” Derek spoke for the first time since I’d woken up from passing out. “Make your pussy feel good. Take what you need from this.”Amy continued to grind, rise, fall, and grind again. Her abs collapsing and extending each time Derek bottomed out.
“I need more cock!” Amy said firmly. “Katie. Get him wet. Then come over here.”
Katie bobbed her head on my cock several more times, drawing a thick wad of spit up from her throat and coating my cock as she pulled off it, then gave me a gentle kiss on my balls, causing me to shudder. She stood up, reached out her hand to help me stand, and then guided me behind my girlfriend as she continued to impale herself on our new friend.
“Put it in my pussy baby. I’m so wet. I’ve wanted you both in there since we left the club.” Amy begged.
I pushed Amy forward, my weight between her shoulders and pinning her massive tits against Derek’s face. Her hips stopped but his hips instinctually continued to thrust up and down, unable to self-govern the pleasure he was feeling. I had to tell him to stop and back out halfway.
Amy was whimpering impatiently, “What are you waiting for baby? Fuck me. Show them. Pleeeease.”
I dropped my hips and lined my cock up along the underside of Derek’s and slowly slid forward. Katie’s saliva was still thick on my cock, providing ample lubrication. I was so high I used Derek’s cock as a guide for my own until I felt the hot wet lips of Amy’s pussy stretched over the wide roped corona of his cockhead. Her pussy was already snug with Derek’s cock in her.
“Now push up, slowly,” I instructed him. I gripped Amy between her neck and shoulder, holding her in place and preventing her from trying to scoot up or forward. As Derek pushed up, I tipped my hips forward, our cocks squeezing together until Amy’s pussy finally gave way and we both sunk fully into her hot core.
“Oh. My. God. That is so fucking hot!” Katie had been kneeling to my side, taking a front row seat to her boyfriend and I giving Amy her first double vaginal penetration.
“Unnnnngh. Be still. Please! Holy shit. So full!” Amy grunted.
I put both hands on her waist and slowly backed halfway out, then reversed direction until I felt the tip of my cock against the base of Derek’s glans again. I could feel his distinct ridge as my tip passed over it and my body involuntarily began making fuller strokes. The sounds that began to emerge from Amy started as a low groan and slowly increased to that of a wounded animal as Derek began to counter thrust opposite me. As I pushed in, his hips would drop, and then we’d alternate, our cock heads passing over one another with each stride through Amy’s pussy. I’m not going to lie, it was more sensitive than when she and I had tried double penetration in her ass and pussy. It was tighter, hotter, and it felt magical.
“Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop. Fuck me please.” Amy was now pushing back against us, taking the full power of our thrusts, and I was setting the pace for all three of us.
Derek was first to announce his pending orgasm. “Oh my god. You two are going to make me cum. I’m so fucking close.”
“Make him cum baby! Fuck us both. Make him cum in me,” Amy begged me.
“You going to cum in my girl, Derek? You want Katie to see you cum in my girl? You like this?” My hips found another gear and my pace quickened. “I’m not going to stop until you cum bro. Let it go. Fucking cum for her. Let’s fill her up.”
Katie reached between our legs where we were all joined together and began rolling our balls in her hands. I felt Derek go rigid underneath Amy and felt the sudden warmth and wetness of his cum as he painted the walls of Amy’s pussy.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUCK! CUUUMMMMIIIINGG! Oh my god. So good. Don’t stop.” Derek groaned, to Amy or me I wasn’t sure. I kept plowing for all my might.
Amy was no longer making any noise, her face taut in a silent scream as every muscle in her body tightened up and she began to shudder. Her pussy pushed me out just as my balls boiled over and I began cumming on her ass. I turned to Katie, who was completely not expecting it, and shot a load over her cheek and nose. A second rope hit her cheek before she dipped her head down and opened her mouth for me to drain the last of my load into.
Amy just sat still, straddling Derek’s legs as his cum drained from their unholy union and was coating his balls and my couch. I leaned down and gave Katie an open-mouthed kiss.
“You’re amazing. Thanks for the assist. Now go clean Amy up and show me what I missed when I was passed out. When we recover, you’re next,” I whispered to her.
We ended up giving Katie her first spit roast that night and Amy ate her first pussy until Katie literally fell asleep. Amy and I broke up just a few weeks later and I never hung out with Derek and Katie again.For all the amazing sex Amy and I had, our relationship was equally volatile. I can’t help but acknowledge she was covering over many issues with sex, alcohol and weed. I selfishly partook in her addictions and charades, never once regretting what we experienced together. I was as addicted to her as she was to sex. Alas, she needed someone to encourage her to overcome her nymphomania where I would never stop taking what she was willing to give.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u7n80u/f_girlfriend_and_i_m_get_blunt_with_friends_mf_ff