[M]y girl[F]riend’s horny best [F]riend inserts herself into the equation

On a warm summer night, close to a decade ago now, my girlfriend Paige and I went to a concert with her life-long best friend Jess. Little did I know that after the concert ended was when the real show would begin. (If this story seems familiar, it’s because I’ve posted it here before, but deleted it out of an irrational fear that Jess would see it. I’m now reposting it for posterity.)

I was 24 years old then, a young 6″ tattooed guy with waist length hair. Paige was 25, a curvy tattooed beauty with shoulder length blonde hair. She had small, perky boobs paired with a thick, voluptuous ass. We had been dating for three years at this point and shared an apartment together.

Paige’s eternal best friend Jess was a little older than us, about 27 at the time. She was small, only a hundred pounds, with long brown hair and a septum piercing. Everything about Jessie was tiny, except for her breasts. Her tits were big, appearing to be a fourth of her body weight (I had seen them once before, when Jess casually changed tops in front of me). Our male friends were all in love with her, any one of them would kill to fuck her. Some of them she lead on with sadistic joy, flirting and making out, but rarely going all the way. I’ll never forget the satisfied joy twinkling in one of my buddy’s eyes when he declared to me that Jess had actually fucked him, riding him on a couch at the end of a party. But I digress.

Cut to the night in question. Jessie, Paige, and I had all gone together to a concert on an August night. The beer flowed profusely, and throughout the show we all got good and decently drunk. Afterwards we trudged home, stopping at the liquor store to get a small case of beer (on our journey, I caught a peek of Jess’s bare ass when she couldn’t hold it and popped a squat to pee in a deserted parking lot).

Once back at Paige and I’s apartment, we all hung out for a bit, downing a few more beers and shooting the shit. Eventually, Jess gathered up her things and departed into the night to head to her own home.

Once alone, I picked up Paige and carried her to the bedroom. I laid her down on the bed and went to work, nibbling on her neck and ears as I pulled her shirt off and unhooked her bra. Discarding it on the floor, I pinched and teased her nipples, kissing her body. I worked my way down, unbuttoning and tugging off her jeans. She was turned on; her panties had a visible wet patch. I peeled them off, freeing her unshaved mound. I parted the dense, black jungle and found her clit with my tongue. Paige gasped, grasping my hair tightly in her fists. I slowly worked two fingers into her, her hips rocking to match my tempo. I could tell that she was working up to climax, and I adjusted my pace accordingly. Suddenly she bolted upright, blurting out “What the hell?!”

Startled, I turned to see Jessie standing in our bedroom doorway, grinning like an idiot. Laughing, she explained that after leaving she had just sat on our steps and smoked a couple of cigarettes before deciding that she was drunk and didn’t want to walk all the way home, coming back up to our apartment.

“You guys didn’t waste any time at all, huh?” Jess said, a lusty inflection in her tone. I sat there dumbfounded, next to the totally nude and annoyed Paige, who had just been interrupted on the verge of nutting.

“Goddamn, Paige, look at that bush!” Jess exclaimed, breaking the awkward silence. And with that, she started stripping. Jess pulled her shirt over her head and snapped her bra off, her red-nippled breasts spilling free. She was giggling, maintaining awkward eye contact with us, visibly aroused by the situation as she unbuttoned her jeans. She kicked off her pants and stepped out of her panties, revealing a petite pussy topped with a landing strip. Hands on her hips, Jessie stood before us completely nude.

“Check that out!” Jess said proudly, referring to her small patch of pubic hair. “You were my inspiration for that!”

Paige nodded slowly, thoroughly unimpressed. A few seconds of painfully awkward silence went by before Jess asked us if we wanted to get some beers and skipped off down the hallway, ass bouncing.

“Fuck it, might as well.” Paige grumbled as she climbed out of the bed and followed Jess.

“Well, I’m not going to be the only one not naked!” I called after them. I stripped down, my mind racing, and left the room.

Both girls were standing in the living room, butt naked, opening beers. As I entered, Jessie turned to face me. Her eyes dropped right to my cock and widened in shock.

“Holy shit, you lucky slut!” She yelled loudly, giving Paige a shove. “His dick is huge!”

I grinned sheepishly, crossing over to the kitchen and grabbing a beer. When I returned, both girls were sitting on the floor.

“Oh my god, I love his balls!” Jess shouted, absurdly, staring up at my loins from the floor. “They’re *massive!*”

“He does have huge nuts.” Paige chuckled. “He even had a nurse at the hospital once tell him his balls were huge.” (True story!)

My face flushing red, I sat cross-legged on the floor, completing the circle. I leaned back on my hands, my cock flopped across my thigh. Jess was openly staring, not hiding it at all.

“You’re big, dude….” She said with awe, her eyes transfixed. “You have one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen.”

“It gets bigger.” I said nervously, chuckling.

“I knooooww…” Jessie moaned. “I wanna see it…”

Placing her hand on my thigh next to my cock, Jess leaned in and took a closer look, her face hovering over my member. She made a ridiculous purring noise, squeezing my thigh tightly. Me and Paige exchanged a look of bewilderment. After a few seconds, Jess released my thigh from her grip and scooted away.

“Are you guys still gonna fuck?” Jess asked, still staring at my dick. “I wanna watch….”

Paige and I looked at each other, then at Jessie, shrugging awkwardly and throwing our hands up.

“Come on, it wouldn’t be *weird,* it’s just sex.” Jess said. She launched into a story about an escapade of hers where she had been at the center of an MFM threesome. Jess went on to explain that she had been sexually frustrated lately, in recent months only having recieved one good orgasm (getting head from a random guy she picked up at the bar). Jess told us that she had been masturbating much more than usual, and had even been watching porn, which she told us was usually rare for her. Throughout this, she was casually playing with herself, teasing and rubbing her clit.

Paige and I kept glancing at each other, unsure of where this was headed. The girls had seen each other naked hundreds of times, and Paige had told me that they had masturbated together once or twice, so I knew the girls weren’t shy with each other. But Jess and I experiencing each other fully nude for the first time, on top of the interrupted cunnilingus, made for an almost unbearable sexual tension permeating the room.

I got up and went into the kitchen, tossing my empty beer into the bin. Hearing a shriek, I returned to the living room to find that Jessie had tackled Paige and the two girls were wrestling on the floor.

“What are you doing, you weirdo! Get off of me!” Paige giggled breathlessly. Laughing, Jess locked her legs around Paige’s thigh and fought her attempts to pry her off. The laughter gradually gave way to the sound of heavy breathing as the wrestling match took on a more and more sexual tone. Jess was humping and grinding the mound of her pussy against Paige’s thigh, and Paige was fondling and squeezing one of Jess’s breasts. I knelt down beside them, stroking my now quite-hard cock. Brie released her lock on Paige’s leg and manually spread open Paige’s thighs, opening up the way for me. I guided myself into Paige’s glistening slit. As I slid fully inside, her hips bucked and she gasped with pleasure.

The sexual tension broke and came crashing down on us like a wave, carrying us away. We all fucked.

We rutted on the floor, animalistically, tangled up in each other’s bodies. I came twice, the first time inside of Paige, and the second inside of a very enthusiastic Jessie.

Afterwards, as the air and our heads cleared, a sense of awkwardness tinged with shame settled in. We laughed about what had happened, joking to keep the awkward feeling at bay.

“I guess I better put my clothes on.” Jess said as the sun peeked over the horizon.

In the following days, we basically collectively ignored the incident, only mentioning it once in passing. To this day, we’ve all only discussed that night one time, having a good laugh at the memory over drinks.

It remains one of the most memorable nights of my life, and I revisit it often when I’m alone with myself. I hope you all, dear readers, have enjoyed revisiting it with me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ygr7xn/my_girlfriends_horny_best_friend_inserts_herself

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