I had just started a new job in a bar in the city, and was trying to make friends. In particular, I ended up getting close to two girls, one a cute blonde Swedish girl we will call S, and the other a flirty French girl we will call F.
One Sunday, I finished early, and a few of us decided to go for drinks after. S went off to meet someone but said she’d catch us later, so I got a glass of wine and waited for F to finish. There had been a little tension building between F and I for a while, lots of in work flirting, so I was in a good mood. She finished and we went with a few others to a bar down the road, got some drinks, and chilled on a couch, and after a bit F and I started kissing. She stopped and said she didn’t want to in front of work colleagues and I agreed, then she went off to the toilet. After a few seconds I got a message on my phone saying “Come to the bathroom please, private chat ☺”. *Sidenote, a lot of bathrooms in bars in this area are unisex.*I knocked on the toilet door and was pulled inside and greeted with a very passionate kiss which quickly turned into an enthusiastic blowjob.
We tidied ourselves up and went outside and met S, and the three of us and some others decided to go to a local club we enjoyed. Many, many more drinks we had along with other stuff, and we were all very drunk, pretty high, and dancing and having a good time. I looked up at one point and saw S and F in front of me, making out and hands all over each other. Apparently, S had asked F if she wanted to kiss and was practically jumped in response. I grinned at my colleague, and continued to dance, enjoying the high and checking out the girls every now and then.
After a while I noticed that the two girls weren’t anywhere near so I went to the toilet.
While I was in the cubicle I could hear the very recognisable sounds of two people having a good time in the cubicle next to me. Two girls in fact. I looked down and could just see a pair of shoes I recognised (you get to know each other’s shoes working in hospitality, it’s weird but it’s a thing). Feeling a lot bolder than I normally would I went around the front and knocked on the door and said “Hey guy’s, it’s me.” The door opened a cracked and F’s face peered through, saw me, grinned and pulled me inside.
The next bits are a bit hazy for obvious reasons, but I remember sitting on the toilet watching the two girls kiss, getting up to kiss F, then kissing S as F made her way down S’s body, going down on her as I kissed her, the two of us pushing S against the wall as we enjoyed her. F then undid my jeans and started to suck my cock and balls, alternating between me and S. She then pulled S down to meet her and the two of them started sucking and licking either side of my cock, working their way up until they were making out with the tip of my cock in both of their mouths. I can’t remember exactly how we got into the next position (neither can the girls) but I was there sitting on the toilet, with S in my lap fucking me as she was kissing F’s pussy.
For one reason or another we got out of the toilet, and I remember us starting at the bar drinking G&Ts and I suggested we head back to mine, and the girls agreed. I must have had some stupid look on my face because S told me to stop looking so pleased with myself as she smirked.
I remember the taxi ride home, the two girls making out and occasionally kissing me, one of our friends ringing me and messaging asking where we were, I wasn’t going to answer that, not now.
I only have vague memories of when we were back at the house. I taking S from behind, fucking her hard doggy-style while F and I kissed. I remember her choking S and kissing her way down my back to lick my ass as S and I had sex missionary position. We must have all passed out from exhaustion, because we all slept together in a pile and came to in the morning, entwined around each other and kissing before the girls got a taxi home.
This wasn’t the last time we all played, together and apart, but it was probably the sexiest night of my life.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vcgwdk/how_work_drinks_turned_into_a_nightclub_threesome