One of my [M] best friends [F] convinces me to share her with her boyfriend. Part 4 (Finale!)

Intro/Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xxqev6/one_of_my_m_best_friends_f_convinces_me_to_share/)!

Part 2 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y0xj87/one_of_my_m_best_friends_f_convinces_me_to_share/)!

Part 3 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y8mdxr/one_of_my_m_best_friends_f_convinces_me_to_share/)!

Well, it’s been a long time cumming, but life, uhh, finds a way.

As before, here’s a recap, and you’ll find the real start at the bolded text below.

First, there’s me: a pretty average guy, early 30s, light skin with brown hair and eyes, and a somewhat stocky build (~5’9″ tall).

Next, there’s April: she’s brunette, with a brilliant smile and a dusting a faint freckles on her cheeks. About my age and a few inches shorter than me, April sports an incredible curvy body that practically leaves me speechless at the sight.

Finally, there’s Steve, April’s boyfriend. A little older in his early 40s, he’s still pretty fit and sports a neat beard. You haven’t seen too much of him yet, but that’ll change with this story.

Things started when April asked me to join the couple in their bedroom. I was hesitant at first because of how long I’ve known April without crossing that “line”, but my long-term single status, a few open conversations with April, and some…particularly effective “negotiations” were enough to finally reel me in.

After an initial blowjob that sealed the deal (Part 1), we took our time fooling around and exploring each-other a little more. It was a little while before I saw April and Steve in the bedroom, where I was mostly a voyeur (Part 2), before we finally set a date to really get together. By the time our schedules would sync up, I had plenty of one-on-one time with April (Part 3). All in all, we kept the mood light, even as every new encounter redefined our relationship, such as it was.

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**Although it took a while to get to this point, the three of us were buzzing with anticipation (and maybe some nerves too).**

Finally, the weekend came, Steve was back in town, and the three of us collectively cleared our schedules to have an unforgettable weekend. On a breezy Saturday afternoon, we were mostly thankful for a respite from the heat this late in the summer. Anticipating that evening, I could barely think straight when we first met up. Checking out April, she looked as stunning as ever. The low-cut sundress cinched at her waist to show off her curves, and its hem rested well above her knees, showing off plenty of leg. It was short enough that, when she twirled, the hem would rise just enough for someone to catch a glimpse of the panties she was wearing. Of course, April was proud to make me aware of this fact before I could even comment.

While I had half a mind to just ignore our plans again and go straight back to their place, I didn’t want to seem too eager, so I just decided to match their mood. So otherwise, things started casually enough that it might have seemed like any other day. We made some initial plans to explore downtown for awhile, before eventually settling at a pub near their place.

Now, if you were a passerby who noticed us on the street, you might have rightly assumed that our group consisted of a couple and their friend tagging along. However, you might have been wrong about some details. Shortly after we first met up, it became sort of a game for April to stop what we were doing and show me some PDA. It started innocently enough, a touch on the hand here, an extended hug there. As the day went on however, things escalated. Some touching turned into barely veiled groping–even less so when we thought no one was looking. (And don’t worry everyone, Steve was hardly left out either. April would switch up her target by each new block or destination.)

Flirting and light innuendo escalated into full-blown dirty talk by the time we reached the pub. In a small, semi-circle booth toward the back of the establishment, April sat between Steve and me. While the jukebox drowned out a lot of conversation around us, it wasn’t difficult for April to come in close and whisper, “I can’t wait for you to fuck me in a little while” into my ear. As she finished speaking and leaned back into her seat, she settled into a position that really showed off her cleavage–I swore she pulled her neckline down more to increase the effect.

For a bit of extra context, I’m usually terrible at this kind of foreplay, and April knows it. So when she says things like this, at least a part of the intention is to get a goofy reaction. But after being wound up by her all day, I managed to whisper back, “And I can’t wait to make you cum”, without missing a beat. April pulled her head back, a little surprised, but I was still close enough to hear a small gasp. She bit her lip and gave me a little smirk that let me know I hit just the right spot.

At that motion, Steve smiled and leaned forward, joking, “Oh, and what are you two talking about?” From my position, I could see Steve was already feeling up April’s leg, his hand dancing around where the hem of her dress rested on her thigh.

In response, April pulled an encore performance, with Steve this time. She leaned close to him, and whispered into his ear. The only words I could hear from just a couple feet away were “fuck” and “ass”. Unlike our exchange, they went back and forth a couple times. While I couldn’t hear them, I still had a bit of extra time to ogle April. Her shifting back and forth between me and Steve had caused her dress to gather up a little higher around her hips at the side, so when she leaned over to Steve to whisper to him, I could see practically her entire thigh. I casually sipped my own drink–we did have drinks after all–and slyly brought my other hand down to April’s side, caressing it before I moved behind her, getting a better squeeze of the entire cheek.

Ultimately, it took that much for April and Steve to break away from each other–at this point, they were making out lightly in between whatever sweet nothings passed between them. In an incredible understatement, April simply said, “Well, I think it’s time to settle up at the bar.”

And so we did: mere minutes later, I followed April and Steve through the threshold of their apartment. April set things in motion just as we stepped into the living room. With a wink, she said, “Get comfortable, and give me a minute to get ready.” Perhaps to distract ourselves from any awkwardness, Steve and I made small talk on the couch, relaxing as much as we could. As much sparks flew between April and me, and Steve and April, it was clear that that attraction didn’t extend between Steve and me. We had agreed that we were both pretty open-minded people but were pretty set in our ways when it came to attraction. In short, we were content with April ultimately being the mastermind in making this situation happen.

Just as we started wondering what could be taking her so long, April came back into the room. While I expecting to see some fancy lingerie, I was instead greeted by a fluffy bathrobe. She was barefoot, but April’s robe covered everything from her ankles up to her neck. Stopping in the middle of the room, she looked back and forth between Steve and me. April commented, “And why do you two still have your pants on?”

I started to reply, “Well it looks like you’re more covered up now than–” Before I could finish, she opened her robe and let it fall to the floor. No lingerie in sight, April was completely nude. “Nevermind,” I said, as I took her in. I glanced at Steve, who was already standing and unbuckling his belt. I followed suit, “Well, if you insist.”

After everything was settled, I had later told her I was expecting lingerie or some other sexy outfit. It turns out April had quite a lacy (and racy) number, but she decided it would take too long to strip off.

Back in the moment, Steve was down to his briefs, and I was right behind him. He approached April first, and they started making out. April’s hand drifted down from his chest, passed his abs to cradle his obvious bulge. Not wanting to be left out, I strode up to April and made my own move. While their tongues caressed each other, I got close and trailed my own hand up April’s thigh, signaling for her to turn her body somewhat toward me. I gently squeezed her breast while circling her nipple with my thumb. My other hand went lower, playing with her ass, while my dick strained against my underwear.

Soon, April released her mouth from Steve’s and turned toward me–we met in our own kiss without hesitation. At this point, she had fished Steve’s member out of his briefs, which were discarded on the ground. Still gripping Steve, April worked her other hand into my own briefs, and they quickly met the same fate. April ended our kiss and shuddered a little from the attention she was receiving. She sighed, “Y’know, this was one of the moments I was fantasizing about.” For a a little while, we simply stood there, massaging both me and Steve while we both explored her body.

Almost lost in the sensation, it was just a little longer before I thought to follow up with her. I asked, “So, what’s the next moment?” In response, April stopped and let go of me and Steve. With one smooth motion, she pushed on my chest until I stepped back to the couch, forcing me to sit down and lean back into the seat. April lowered herself onto the couch by my side, and gripped my erect member again.

“This is another,” she finally replied, followed by another kiss. She looked back up at Steve, who was already getting into position behind her, simultaneously playing with himself and fingering April. After acclimating to Steve’s ministrations, she doubled down on her own and took me completely in her mouth. She sank almost to the base before slowly coming up again. April repeated the feat a few more times before coming up for air. With how aggressively she was going at it, I warned that I was gonna blow if this kept up. The only real breather came about when Steve finally entered April and started thrusting into her. It was a struggle from the start with how much teasing and flirting went on during the day.

April gave my member one more lick up its length before signaling Steve to stop for a second. Steve pulled himself out, and said, “Let’s change things up.” He slapped April’s ass, and with a smile, he commanded her, “I want your mouth too.” To me, he added, “Join back in when you’re ready.”

For her part, April was all too happy to oblige, and turned herself around to face Steve. As she did so, somewhat out of breath, she looked at me with a wink and said, “Don’t forget, you still have to make me cum–I’m pretty close.” She bent down on her hands and knees, presenting her pussy and ass in all its glory to me. As April took Steve in her mouth, I took a moment to breathe before I dove in to eat her out. Trying to make up for my own sensitivity at the moment, I applied everything I learned about April from our time together. Finally, the combination of my own attention alongside this fantasy that she had been driving for reached its peak. She shuddered powerfully as she climaxed, and we had to pause for a moment while she came down. “Just a second.” She lay there for a moment, ass in the air and her head resting on the couch just in front of Steve.

As her senses came back to her, April propped herself up again. She glanced over her shoulder at me and gave a devilish grin, and looked back up at Steve. She only said, “I think we still have some more work to do,” before sucking on Steve again with gusto. For myself, after waiting this long, I finally lined myself up with her entrance before pressing onward.

Obviously, it felt amazing, but it took some time to get into the right rhythm. Before too long, however, I was pushing all the way inside her, firmly gripping her hips and watching her ass ripple slightly with each impact. Steve was being a little more aggressive on his end too, thrusting into April’s mouth with both hands on her head. April was moaning slightly, only partially muffled by Steve. It was only a few more thrusts after I noticed this when I saw that his pace became more urgent and erratic–sure enough, he froze for a moment and groaned as he apparently released down April’s throat. I slowed down a bit, distracted by the sight, until April released Steve with a loud pop. The sound caused my own member to twitch, and I was suddenly reminded of the task at hand. As she gasped for air, I picked up my own pace again, pressing forward and pounding into her. But this time, her moans weren’t muffled by Steve’s dick.

For probably less than a minute, I thrust into April until she was almost prone on the couch, her face pressed into the cushions. Leaning over her, I kept going until I felt I was truly and finally at my limit. Unable to completely stop thrusting as I came, I pulled out just as rope after rope erupted from me, shooting across her ass and onto the small of her back.

Exhausted, I got up to get extra towels for clean up. Once that was taken care of, we simply hung out as if we were winding down a weekend like any other–except, y’know, for the fact that the three of us were still naked and a little sweaty. After hydrating, using the bathroom, or whatever else we needed to do, we settled in back to the couch where we just fucked.

Now, despite this exertion, I think there was still some nervous energy as the three of us watched Netflix. April sat between Steve and me–honestly, I should have expected what happened next. Of course, I was still surprised when, barely 1/2 way into the movie, April sighed, stretched, and placed her hands on our dicks.

Film forgotten, my attention turned downward as April stroked me to get hard again. I looked across her to see Steve getting the same attention. He had already reached over and started fingering her. As April’s pace increased, I asked, “Is this another moment you were waiting for?”

Reluctantly, April stopped stroking us and replied, “Not quite, but you’ll see in a sec.” She twisted in her seat to give Steve a kiss, giving me a full view of her ass again. And what was *in* it. I had somehow missed it when she came back into the room after we finished the first time: a butt plug now peeked out between her cheeks. Turning back to me and noticing where my gaze lingered, April commented, “I’ve been getting ready for awhile.”

At that, April stood up briefly before coming back down–now straddling over Steve’s cock. She lowered herself down and gasped as he entered her again. She leaned down to kiss Steve, her tits pressings against his chest as she grinded slowly into his lap.

While they embraced, I had a pretty good guess at what April ultimately had in mind. I stood and walked behind her, feeling up her ass before tracing my fingers to the plug. After giving it a little tug, I ask, “So, is this finally it?”

April looks back at me over her shoulder, smiling and biting her lip–a coy gesture turned into something lurid with her flushed face and the light sheen of sweat covering her. She nods, and only says, “There’s extra lube on the table,” before she turns back to face Steve.

Preparing best I can, rock-hard and lube at-the-ready, I reply, “I think this has been inside you long enough.” Holding April steady, I slowly, slowly, pull out the plug. I admire the sight of her ass just long enough to hear a breathless “hurry up” from April. With a generous helping of the lube, I happily oblige. Even with it, it takes a bit of effort to press the tip into her tight hole. I pressed in slowly, burying more of myself into April’s ass. Once more, the challenge now was to find the right rhythm. Despite how amazing this felt, it was a little awkward at the start as we learned to hit the right spots.

Soon however, thrusting became easier as April seemed to stretch around me, while Steve did his part to buck his hips up into her, driving deeper and deeper into her pussy. We found a decent tempo, loosely alternating thrusts into each of her holes. As we got into it, April steadily became more incoherent, lost in pleasure. She managed to utter, in between gasps and moans, to shout, “I want you both to fucking cum in me!”

Between her command and the tightness of her asshole, I couldn’t help but be the first to finish. With a couple more ragged thrusts, I pushed as deep as I could inside April and came, shooting out everything I had left. When I finally pulled out, her asshole was gaping slightly as the cum trickled out.

Coming down from that peak, I was left to watch the show finish. Steve started thrusting with more urgency, causing April to bounce even more on his dick. Even though he finished inside of her, I could see the moment he came. Steve froze, his balls tightened, and both he and April went slack.

After a moment, April got up and shifted to the side of Steve to lay across the couch. She let her ass hang in the air, cum now dripping out of both her holes.

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At that point, it was pretty clear that the night was truly over (for real this time). In short, we simply cleaned up and went to sleep, with stupid smiles on our faces.

With how incredible this saga was for me, I just wanted to get it out there and, I guess, to brag a little. Thanks for reading (and waiting, if you happened to see my first post from months ago). I might follow up with more stories in the future, I certainly have more with April, and who knows what the future may hold.

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