I’d never have thought the first story to ever be officially released under my name to be smut, but here we are. My girlfriend always said she really liked my writing style when I handed her the latest draft or short story I’d come up with. She is a long-time smut-fangirl and seemed to enjoy the way I dirty-talked as well. One time, she told me she was convinced that, if I were to write a kinky story, it would be appealing to a great amount of people. So let’s find out if she was right, I guess.
It all began with us snuggled up on the couch at my place, watching TV. Jimmy McGill was furiously storming out of the courthouse as Erin’s phone buzzed on the table. Unenthusiastically, she grabbed for it and unlocked. After quickly running her eyes over the message, I heard an annoyed groan. “Hey, what’s wrong?”, I asked while driving my hand through her hair. “It’s Lilly. She’s bored and wants to go clubbing. I’ve brushed her off one too many times I think. Looks like I really have to go this weekend. I so don’t have time for this right now. Exams are closing in and I’d much rather spend the weekend just studying and cuddling.” I looked into her huge chestnut eyes and my mind drifted off for a second, only getting hold of my previous train of thought after some time again: “Doesn’t she have a boyfriend too nowadays? Why can’t she go clubbing with him?” Erin’s lip curled to the side in frustration: “Yeah, she does, But he’s not in town for the next weeks. Hence why…”,
“…she’s bored”, I finished the sentence halfway through. “Okay, roger that.” I caressed her for some time, until she suddenly jolted her head away from the screen and towards me: “Hey, Lucky? Could you… come along please?”, Erin said with a weary, almost begging tone. More than anything, I was actually surprised. It must have been written to my face. “Oh, of course. Just didn’t expect to be invited to your Girl’s Night Out. How are you gonna justify it to Lilly though? Don’t think she’ll be to thrilled to hear about me tagging along with you guys.” “Oh, that’s easy”, Erin answered while embracing me for a hug. “She will simply have to be okay with it because otherwise she won’t get me out at all.” I had to chuckle. “Okay then”, I said and gave her a little peck on the forehead. She giggled happily.
Flash forward some days and I am seated at a comfortable bar table with my girl and her best friend, loud music blaring from the speakers. Even though Lilly only reluctantly agreed to my presence, after some time and quite a few drinks, all three of us were having a pretty good night. Also, due to her disposition of always being the centre of attention, my previous fear of her feeling like a third wheel weakened more and more. In the end, I was really glad I came along. Not only was it more fun than I imagined, I didn’t have to worry about the girls getting home safely either. Call me old fashioned or whatever you may, but I felt very uncomfortable at the thought of my drunk girlfriend somehow trying to make her way through the dead of the night. And even though I guess by now, you have a pretty good picture of what I think about Lilly, I’d never want her to come into harm’s way either.
Talking about Lilly, she was still going strong with her babbling, I began eying down Erin, who was listening intensely. At least she tried I guess, by this point we were all rather tipsy. What a cute girl she was… a shortstack, barely 1,60 tall, but such a bombshell. I loved her huge, chestnut eyes. I loved her golden-brown hair. Her pretty, round face. Her snub nose. She was just so beautiful to me. A bit chubby and very self-conscious about her weight, but I do my best to use every opportunity I get reassuring her I love her sexy body, like giving her kisses on her soft belly or snuggling my face into it. I mean, how couldn’t I? I must confess, her curves had made my mind race even before we started dating. She had a perfect, round bubble butt and thighs I’d gladly be buried in. I still remember vividly how her huge boobies bounced up and down that night when she laughed at one of Lilly’s jokes, her cheeks and nose red from booze. Quickly, almost unnoticed, I took my phone out of my pocket and sent her a text: “You look gorgeous tonight, darling.” What I didn’t expect was the response I got, mere 3 minutes later. While our friend Lilly, completely shitfaced by now, was lying with her head on the table, I watched Erin type. “Nawww. You’re the sweetest, Babe. Btw, I’m something else too: Completely soaked, that is. I can’t wait to get home!!!.” My eyes grew as they met Erin’s across the table. She glanced at me longingly and threw me a kiss.
Soon enough, I found myself sitting in the middle of my girlfriend’s living room, playing cards with the two ladies. Honestly, how any of us were still able to comprehend the rules is beyond me to this day. Lilly sat opposed to me, on Erin’s cosy-looking sofa, legs spread wide apart like she owned the place, while my girl and I were placed on some ordinary-looking wooden chairs. Throughout the whole game, Erin and me were passionately playing footsie under the table, an omen of what was yet to come, apparently. “Oopsie! Well, I definitely have to pass that hand”, Erin blurted out. “You guys finish that round on your own, I have to take a quick break anyway.” She got up, kissed me on the lips and scuttled into the bathroom. “Your turn then”, I tried to speak to Lilly with a tone as neutral as possible. “Raise to twenty-five”, she pierced me with a fierce gaze.
I hadn’t thought about it much before, but it would be unfair to say she wasn’t good looking. Not at all my type, but that was mostly a personality issue. Lilly had long, wavy, jet black hair, which seemed in tone with her rock-themed clothing style. She wore ridiculously short jeans hot pants, black knee boots, a loose, belly-free shirt with the Rolling Stones tongue logo on it, topped with a black leather jacket, matching the boots. The only thing seemingly clashing with her tough-girl look were her glasses. Thick, black-rimmed square glasses, that had almost a bit of a nerdy touch. Right under them, a bunch of freckles were strewn over her cheeks. She was curvy as well, not as much as Erin, but quite a bit taller, at least 15 centimetres.
I kept rearranging my cards, ready to make a move, when she suddenly raised her voice to ask a question in slurred speech: “Say Lucky, have you ever thought about sleeping with another girl? Best friends tell each other everything, right? So I know that you once showed Erin some texts this one bitch from college sent you. You know, the flirty ones…” I nearly stood up because I was so angered by her accusations. The audacity of her! Yes, that girl sent me flirty texts, but the first thing I did was run straight to Erin, with a worried look on my face saying: “How do I tell her without making it awkward?” So what the actual fuck was that about now, I thought.
“What the actual fuck was that about?”, I said. “You know I would never-“, she cut me off right there, switching some cards around in her hand, not even looking me in the eye: “She also told me you’re hung.” I kept getting more and more baffled. How fucking drunk was she? A sheepish grin began to build in Lilly’s lips. “Have you ever thought about… fucking me?”
I dropped my cards. “What the hell, Lilly.” “Oh, come on!”, she teased. “Your girl’s best friend? Isn’t that what every guy secretly dreams about?” “No!”, I yelled. Suddenly, Lilly lifted her feet off the floor, with her legs still spread wide open. She popped her middle finger into her lips, sucking on it for a good thirty seconds, until she took it out of her mouth again and swiped it in a curvy line down her entire body, stopping at her crotch. There, she drove it over the surface of her hotpants a few times, right where her clit was. Apart from the obvious arousal and fear that built up inside me, I was also a bit weirded out. “Those are hotpants… do you even feel anything under that fabric?”, I thought to myself. Lilly started to blush, the reddish colour in her cheeks made the little brown dots on them even more poignant. “Do you… still not think about fucking me?” With a quick zipping sound, Lilly’s hotpants were open. Her hand wandered inside. She bit her lip as she slid into herself. A whispered “Fuck yeah”, escaped her mouth. All the while I was sitting there, overwhelmed with the situation, nervously sweating and lost for words, I could only think of one thing: What was taking Erin so long?!? I sighed with relief, when I heard her voice right that moment, as if she had read my mind: “Guys, I’m ready!”, she said in a bubbly, albeit drunk tone.
The moment I saw her standing in the hallway though, my heart sank into my pants. She was wearing… close to nothing, actually. A white lace bra, transparent at exactly the right places, a white G-string bottom that did a terrible job at covering anything at all, and of course, my greatest weakness of all time: Erin’s juicy, dummy thick thighs, stuffed neatly in comfy-looking white knee socks. “Heya daddy”, she giggled seductively while stepping from one leg to another in excitement. She tried to gently sway over the living room floor but in her drunken state, this resulted in her clumsily bumbling around before taking a halt behind me.
What. Was. Going. On.
Erin took both my nervously twitching hands and placed them on her breasts. I started kneading, almost instinctively. In the meantime, Lilly must have drifted back to reality for a solid moment and noticed Erin returned. Because as soon as my girl showed up, her psycho friend slid her fingers out of her vagina and licked her own grool off of them. “Ugh, finally!”, she groaned, with the fingers still in her mouth. “I thought you bitch would let me wait here distracting your boyfriend until the end of days! Now let’s get down to bizz.”
Faster than I could react, Erin had my hands cuffed together behind the chair. “What are you doing?”, I asked, panicking. “Don’t worry, boo, I promise you’re going to love this”, my girlfriend said in a foreboding tone. Lilly’s leg gave a kick into the living room table, to which it rolled off into the distance on its four small wheels. “Remember when I told you there are no secrets between girls?”, Lilly spoke with a mocking tone and placed herself right in front of me, with her hot pants still open. I could see some of her jet-black pubes curling inside. Just now had I realized she didn’t have any underwear on. “Hate to break it to you, but that also goes for your sex life. You see, Erin said you once told her about a deep, dark little fetish of yours she wanted to play out, but she needed a little help from someone more up to the task. I heard you can be surprisingly dommy in bed, considering your sunny boy attitude. Suddenly, she calls you daddy and wants to be treated like a fuckslut. To be honest, when Erin told me that, I almost couldn’t believe you had that in you, but apparently you can rest assured, I heard you’re doing a pretty good job at your role. Erin bit my hear from behind. “Yes, you’re amazing, Daddy”, she whispered in a sultry voice that made the hair on my arms stand up.
Lilly continued: “But you were always curious how it would be if roles were reversed. Big daddy dreams about being the fucktoy for once. A girl using you to pleasure herself. And that’s what we’re gonna do righ now. Maybe normally, daddy is the boss, but tonight mommy is in the house.” Jesus Christ, that was campy. The entire thing was so obscurely hot and still totally surreal to me, but that line was just campy.
“And mommy needs to blow off some steam real bad”, while talking, Lilly rested her hands on my thighs and dug her fingers in. “I’ve been running hot for a while now, Lucky. I would have loved to let it all out on a wild Girl’s Night, but no, you had to ruin everything. So now I’ve made up a new rule: If boys come along on our Girl’s Nights, they don’t get to play. They’ll get played with.” “Don’t you have a boyfriend?”, the sudden realization that she was basically about to cheat on that poor bastard with me made me reluctant again. “God, what are you, my marriage counsellor? Carl is a loser. That boy is twenty-one and had sex for the first time last week. He doesn’t know how to do shit, unsurprisingly. If you feel better about yourself, I already intended on leaving him soon anyway.” Ouch! That was mean. Poor Carl… At first I thought about protesting again, but then it came to my mind very quickly that I wasn’t really in the situation to do anything right now. Also, it was Lilly we’re talking about here. Everything I said would fall onto deaf ears. Especially now that she was horny. She was actually kinda scary when she was horny. Admittedly, the fact that I felt unable to fight against any of this was a huge turn-on for me.
“So, I think we’ve had enough chit-chat. Let’s get dirty now. Erin, how about you move that fat, bouncy ass over here and get your boyfriend started. I wanna see if his cock can hold up to my expectations”. “With pleasure”, Erin grinned happily. I still couldn’t believe she would have agreed to something like this, let alone come up with it. Lilly drove her hands down my legs. As soon as she had ended up at my ankles, Erin handed her some thick rope to tie them to the chair as well. What else did she hide in the bathroom?!? Lilly took a step to the side and now Erin walked in front of me. She bowed to my waist and gently opened my belt, before unbuttoning and sliding down my jeans. “Hey, boo. I’m gonna get you ready for us to fuck now. And trust me, we will not hold back on you. Both Lilly and me are so fucking horny tonight. How about a proposal?”, Erin turned around slowly and bowed just a bit so her rear was fully in my view. She slapped both her hands on her butt and pulled it apart. The thong’s tiny string was in no way able to cover her asshole. “I know how much you love my thick ass. Maybe, if you’re a good boyfriend and make both of us cum enough, I’ll let you stick it inside there. But heads up, it’s really really tight. We’re gonna need a lot of lube. Deal?”, without me even being able to answer, she let herself fall onto my lap. I was so aroused the lust almost took my breath away.
Slowly, as Erin grinded her body on mine, I could feel the bulge in my boxers growing. Our sharp, heavy breaths started picking up a rhythm and I tried moving my hips in the opposite direction to create more friction. I sucked on her throat. Apparently, it all worked really well together, because from time to time, my girl’s heavy breaths turned into little moans. “Please take it out… it’s getting too tight”, I looked at Erin, the lustful desperation clearly visible in my eyes. “Okay”, she said calmly and glided off of me. One quick shove of her hands into my underwear and suddenly my dick was out there, fully erect, for everyone to see. “Oh my, look what you’re doing to my body…!”, Erin playfully noted. Now that she was standing up again, I noticed her text before, at the bar, was no lie: A wet stain on the lower part of her panties started to grow continuously. For a quick moment, she pushed aside the G-string and revealed her cleanly shaven pussy. I watched how little droplets of her juice fell to the floor. “Lillz, for the love of God, please take over, because if I put it inside of me right now, you won’t get any of this dick for the rest of the night.”
“Yeah, can do”, Lilly smirked. Erin walked backwards until she let herself fall onto the couch and started furiously masturbating as soon as she was seated. Sometimes over the thong, sometimes under it, switching back and forth between rubbing her clit and shoving her fingers deep into her insides. She made the wildest sounds. I thought I was going crazy listening to her. In the meantime, Lilly came up to me. “Not bad, mister!”, she noted smugly, looking down at my dick. With agonizingly slow strokes, she ran her hand around it. “Let’s see what else you’re hiding”, she roughly pulled apart the buttons of my shirt. “Oh yeah, I can work with that”, she smirked. Although I had nothing near a six-pack, some muscly outlines were visible along my ribs. Lilly traced her fingers over them. “Now I know how what you’re thinking. I bet you’re hellbent on shoving your thing inside my cunt, but I’ll tell you something, Lucky. You and my pussy, you don’t know each other too well. And if you really wanna keep up that gentleman attitude of yours, you don’t just stick your dick into a complete stranger. I think to get more familiar with each other, you guys should kiss. Preferably French, if I can make a recommendation. You get what I’m saying? I’m gonna give you a good, wet, sloppy face-fuck.” “Oh yeah”, I chuckled. “Come here, Lillz. How about you let that pussy decide if I’m a good kisser.”
I realized too late what I brought upon myself by saying this. Because now, I had awakened a sleeping dragon. In what felt like less time than it took her pants to hit the floor, Lilly was standing to my side, one leg placed on the chair, pushing my face deep down into her crotch with one hand. Just the smell alone was enough to drive me insane. Such a sweaty, salty, horny, unhinged smell. I kept shoving my tongue deeper and deeper into her, grool and other juices running down my chin and her thighs. She used her other, still free hand to relentlessly rub herself all the while. And I thought Erin was horny… The sounds she made ranged from low groaning to high pitched screeches, with the occasional “Yes, suck my cunt, bitch boy” or “Fuck, right there” thrown in. Eventually, after what must’ve been like at least 8 minutes of complete sensory overstimulation for her private parts, Lilly seemed to be about to finish. “I’m gonna cum on your face now”, she almost wasn’t able to get the sentence out with all of the moaning and shouting in between. “Heads up, Lucky. I’m a bit of squirter”, not even a second after that, Lilly’s voice peaked in a series of louder and louder screams of pleasure. I felt her vagina pulsate around my tongue, ending in a hot, fast stream of liquid splashing at my face, in my mouth, everywhere. Heaven!
Lilly stepped down while breathing out as loud and long as I’ve only seen it from morning TV Yoga instructors. “That was a fun ride”, she said. As soon as she got away, I finally saw Erin again, who was still going at it hard. By now, she had gotten her vibrator and it was stuffed deep inside her, thong pulled to the side. “My, my!”, Lilly cackled. “What a cuckqueen of a girlfriend you have. Jilling off while watching her beloved eat my pussy. Hey, Err, what do you think about switching toys for once?” Erin’s eyes widened in glee. “Finally! I thought you’d take forever. I’ve been dying to cum too, you slowpoke!” “Whatever”, Lilly groaned snarky and pulled out Erin’s vibrator from between her spread up legs, which made my girl let out a small moan. “Just get onto your boyfriend’s dick, it’s been all twitchy from the anticipation already. Bet it feels really good right now.” Without washing it, or hesitating even a single second, Lilly shoved the juice-covered, still vibrating love toy down into the depth of her pussy, where the droplets she sprayed out in climax now made her little bush twinkle. “Hehe, thanks for getting it lubed up, Erin.” God, she was filthy. It made all of this even more fun.
“Oh, I’ve been dying to do this ever since we went out today!”, Erin groaned. While walking towards me, she rapidly slipped out of her soaked-through thong entirely. For a moment, I could still see strings of grool connecting her vulva with the piece of lingerie. “Where I’m going now, I won’t need that anymore”, she beamed happily and picked out a condom of her nightstand drawer, before swinging one of her legs over me. With no time to waste, she tore the package open and rolled the rubber onto my penis, then embracing a stern grip onto it, leading me inside of her. I must say, I was quite shocked with how she basically popped onto me without any lube. I slid into her instantly. And holy fuck, she felt good. Out of all the girls I had ever dated, sex with Erin was no doubt the best. She got very wet when she was horny, and she was horny fast and often. Also, she felt sooo tight. I believe it’s a degrading myth that there are girls who are “tight” or “loose”, but I do think for every dick, there’s a pussy that fits perfectly, and vice versa. And I was pretty sure I had found mine. Erin moved her hips fast and aggressively up and down, quick, short movements, which hit me with an almost continuously wavering pleasure. “This is so much better than the vibrator”, a thick, gleeful grin washed over her face. My baby was just the hottest. I wanted to touch her, fondle her so bad, but alas, my hands were still cuffed behind my back. She didn’t so much as to speak a single word, the only thing coming out of her mouth was a sexy little voice moaning in pleasure. With both hands she reached out to my face and pulled my forehead against hers. “I want to touch you”, I finally couldn’t hold back from saying it anymore. “I want to make you feel even better. Please uncuff me so I can be a better fuckslut.” “I thought you’d never ask”, she said, almost relieved, before reaching behind my back and opening the handcuffs with a button on the side. They fell to the floor with a loud “clink”.
“Where were we, my love?”, Erin asked playfully as her body slowly thumped up and down on me, her wet insides tightening around my erect cock with each time she got down again. “I was tasked with making my darling cum”, I responded, directly before leaning in and kissing her passionately, grabbing at her thick thighs with both my hands. For a moment, I played around with her tongue in my mouth, before pulling back out again. “How about I release you too? Although it looks really hot on you, I don’t believe I can give you a proper orgasm with that stupid bra in the way.” I snapped it open with my fingers. My girlfriend’s huge breasts sprang into my face, her nipples already stiff and swollen from lust. After one of our more experimental playtimes, I had found Erin was quite receptive to getting them twisted or pinched. Just as usual, I started twirling them around a bit with my fingertips before I get to more drastic ways of handling her. It always drives her absolutely insane. I simply couldn’t get enough of the frenzied look in my girl’s eyes when I played with her nips. The speed at which she humped my dick increased drastically. I could feel myself getting harder and in return, her getting tighter, Erin’s moans growing louder. “Please cum on me, Baby Girl”, I whispered softly into her ear. “Oh my God, yes! Keep going!”, she almost screamed at me, sticking a hand between her legs to rub over her clit while I ploughed into her deeply. “Use me until you climax, Babe. I love to see my little Lady have so much fun. Right now, I’m your slave, you own this cock. It is only there for your–“, I was cut off in the middle of the sentence by my own moaning. I could not have said another word. For one second, her grip around me tightened infinitely. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I felt hot streams of cum shoot out, one after another. When I was finished, my cock still pulsating in afterglow, I was able to witness the end of Erin’s orgasm too. Shortly before releasing, she always started touching herself, and when she came, she’d suddenly stop because of sensory overload. Her eyes shut tightly and the loud moaning halted, yet her mouth still trembled, widely open. Seeing her like that made always made me feel so proud, so happy. As if we were absolutely complete in that moment, a unity. After cumming, she embraced me tightly, sweaty skin clinging to sweaty skin. Pure bliss. Erin slowly and carefully stepped off of me. I gave her a little peck and she untied my ankles.
Just as I stood up from the chair I noticed my pants were still pulled down to my knees, to which I quickly stepped out of them. My dick had gone flaccid about halfway by now, I peeled the used condom off, tied it and threw it to the trash. Only after the haze of this intense, erotic experience had worn off, it dawned to my love-drunk mind that Lilly was still here…
Waiting.
She sat on the couch in a cross-legged pose, watching us this whole time. Erin’s vibrator was still stuffed in her, droning on the lowest setting. “Damn guys, what a show! Imma be frank with ya, I wouldn’t have thought that watching a couple fuck could turn me on that much, but like, just look at me. My cunt is drenched. I already wanted to compliment you for being significantly less boring than I would’ve thought. Too bad someone had to unbind her boyfriend after fucking him. That was such a bitch move, Erin. You were the one asking for my help with gangbanging your guy. And now I don’t get a ride? That’s selfish. But you know what? I’m gonna take what’s mine, whether you like it or not.” “Look, I’m really sorry Lilly”, I said, chuckling embarrassedly while scratching the back of my head, “But I don’t think I could go another round right now anyways. In five or ten minutes, I’m totally up to the task again and I promise, you can fuck me as hard as you want, but you know how it is with us guys, right? That takes… some time.” I was still so dizzy from before, unable walk two straight steps without stumbling. And I shouldn’t even have tried. Because she noticed.
“How cute. Since when do you get to do the decision-making here, fuckboy?”, Lilly scoffed. She shot up from the couch and came so close our faces almost touched. “I’m gonna have my way with you, whether you like it or not.” My eyes blinked at her in confusion, trying to process if she just said that, and exactly when I least expected it, I felt a strong push into my side. Erin gasped in shock, watching me being pressed to the couch by her best friend.
I wouldn’t even have dared to move. I am quite ashamed to confess this, but something like this really was one of my wildest dreams. The rough, forceful way she handled me created some sort of amazing rush my rarely-showing subordinate side had craved for some time. Even though I never felt aroused by pain or any masochistic practices for that matter, there was just something so thrilling to me about being taken advantage of. Lilly slipped out of the leather jacket and lifted up her shirt, revealing she didn’t wear a bra either. When she caught me staring at her round, luscious breasts, she stuck her tongue out at me. “Yeah, forget it. You’re not gonna get to play with my babies. But if you’re a good boy and do your job well, I’ll let you watch me rub them.” Then, she pulled the dildo out. “Thanks for letting me borrow that in the meantime, Erin. If you are as curious as your boyfriend about what my slit tastes like, you can give it a taste, I guess. You know what, it’s yours, for all I’m concerned, you can stick it up your ass just as well.”
“Now, back to you, Mister”, Lilly glared at me with hungry eyes. “You know what you are?” “No”, I responded short of breath. She sat down on top of me. “You are a piece of fuckmeat. And that’s what I’m gonna use you for.” In an almost surprisingly soft way, she pushed my penis towards her vulva with a flat hand and slowly grinded her wet lips onto me. “And look who’s suddenly getting all big again, Mr. Wait-About-Ten-Minutes. You are such a slut for my hairy snatch.” My God, all her teasing was driving me insane. Lilly beamed a big smile. “This really does get you off your rocks, huh? Big, tough guy, getting exploited by a little girl.” Mhm”, I moaned shakily. Actually, at this point, I would have loved to say something like “Please be gentle with me”, but it simply felt awkward in my head. Truth be told, being scared was just unrealistic, in the end I still am a fit 1,90 guy and had probably like 30 kilos on Lilly. I could’ve easily shaken her off, if I hadn’t wanted that. Secondly, she wasn’t gonna go easy on me anyways, no matter what I would’ve said.
“And no, you don’t need to get your little head all worried again, I’m on birth control. Sure as hell don’t wanna get knocked up by you or any other pathetic slut boy who had the pleasure of being rode by me.” Like that, she pushed my dick deep down inside her. I took quite some force and was even a bit painful – after all, I just had an orgasm and didn’t have any lube on me. The second time can be a bit irritating for me, especially in the beginning but Lilly wasn’t having any of it. She jumped on my cock like her primal instincts had gotten the better of her. I tried thrusting my hips against her as often as I could, but most of the time, I felt pushed back down by how quickly and volatile her movements were. Maybe I overestimated myself, I thought. If I wanted this to stop, maybe I really couldn’t have pushed her off so simply. For the love of God, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but somehow, that thought made me enjoy it even more. Apparently, Lilly did too, because the next time I looked up at her during this frenzied rodeo, she was twisting her nipples with both hands, eyes closed. She just kept going and going, humping my dick like her life depended on it. The pain of sliding in and out of her receded with time, and because of my first orgasm, sensitivity on my cock had decreased, so I reckoned we would keep doing this for quite a while.
It was only then that Erin stepped into my view again. Pressing her hand together in between her thighs, she stood before me, slowly grinding it back and forth. Her eyes were throwing the most desperate, aroused look humanly conceivable at me. “L-Lucky, I… I want another one! Another orgasm! Please, make me cum again!”, she seemed horny beyond her mind. “Seeing Lilly and you get this dirty is just… I can’t handle it anymore. I tried masturbating, but it’s not enough, I wanna be part of it!” “In the middle of aggressively hopping on my dick, Lilly said in a commanding voice: “Erin, when will you finally get it? If you want something, fucking take it already! Don’t ask him so nicely… shove your slit in his face and make him give it to you! You’ll never be taken seriously if you don’t show who’s boss!” “It’s okay, Err”, I assure her, while she’s staring me down anxiously. “Just like Lilly says… you can simply use me to your pleasure.” Finally, after a lot of contemplation, my sweet, beautiful girlfriend swings one leg over my chest, placing it gently on the couch. She twiddles with her fingers around my hair, before calmly whispering: “I love you, Lucky.” Kneeling above me, her legs spread apart and the image of her juicy pussy grows larger and larger hovering over my face. Again, strings of wet grool connected from the deep inside of her vagina to her thighs. Softly, she placed her heated, sticky labia on my mouth, waiting for my tongue to make its way inside her. As soon as she felt me inside, a pleasured sigh of relief ran all the way through her body and ever so slowly, she started grinding her pussy on my face. Erin picked up the pace real fast, and before I knew it, she was riding my face almost as fast as Lilly rode my dick. My baby’s voice trembled in sharp, moaning breaths, each one assuring me she was enjoying the ride as much as I did. In this moment, I thought to myself, would I die right now, I’d die a happy man.
Not long after that, I came. The feeling was by far not as intense as the first time this night, yet still extremely powerful. Lilly had quite some dirty tricks up her sleeve, moving her hips in circles around me between mindlessly thumping up and down. And of course, with Erin’s sweet, musky taste in my mouth, my head cradled between her soft thighs, every pleasure was magnified by a tenfold. As soon as I felt the streams of cum shoot out of me, my mouth let out a single loud scream, followed by deep, heavy breathing. Lilly must have either felt the warm liquid inside of her or heard my muffled orgasm from below Erin’s crotch, because with every time I released into her, she moved her body almost perfectly in sync. God, she was good at this! I felt her slip off of me right after my cock started twitching. Then, she must’ve laid down on the couch as well, because I could feel her warm, sweating body right next to my legs. While my boo was apparently getting close as well, judging from the intensity she humped my face with, I heard Lilly moaning to my feet, apparently continuing what she had started on me by hand. I didn’t get much time to think about her anymore though, since my mind was occupied with making sure Erin would reach climax as nicely as possible. She finished on my face as soon as I started rotating my tongue inside of her, knowing how much she liked that, and did so in absolute silence as always, signifying I made her happy once again. My face was adorned with a gleeful smile as she crawled down and cuddled to my side, visibly satisfied with how the night went. Somewhere around that time, her best friend must’ve also made herself come, since I could recall feeling some liquid gushing at the hair on my legs.
It is at that point, my memories get hazy though. Copious amounts of alcohol and all the excessive sexual acts had drained my body to its limit. The last thing I can clearly remember is Erin’s hand playing with my chest hair, then stroking along the line of my chin. All three of us apparently fell asleep during a timespan of ten minutes, curled up on Erin’s way too small living room couch. And the next morning, we woke in exactly this position, stark naked, drowsy from the lack of sleep and hung over as all hell. The air was humid and stuffy, with a distinct smell of sex clinging to it. A wet spot on the sofa’s fabric marked where I assume Lilly had her grand finale.
Speaking of Lilly, she was actually the first of us to be on her feet, my dazed eyes opened to her figure in front me, clumsily hopping around while getting dressed. I felt her slapping my cheek lightheartedly as soon as her pants were on. “Rise and shine, Lucky-Boy! You know, Erin was right about you. At first I thought you’d be a massive party pooper, ruining my Girl’s Night, but in all actuality, you’re pretty chill. If anyone can handle Erin and me at the same time, they deserve some respect! And I for one had lots of fun last night. So, if you two love birds ever need to spice things up again, don’t forget about letting me know”, the last sentence she said in an especially sultry voice. Lilly threw over her leather jacket and made her way for the door, only stopping when she heard Erin’s voice yawn out from under my arm: “Bye, Lillz. Was nice having you!” “Bye bye, Err! Just so you know for the future, if I ever feel like I’ve got a craving, I might hit you up so we can talk about what leasing your boyfriend costs”, Lilly joked, with one foot already out the door. (She did joke, right?)
I felt my girlfriend tighten her clasp around me, her face lovingly snuggling up to mine: “Good morning, Boo.” “Good morning, Babe”, I responded, still half asleep. “What a night, huh?” “What a night, indeed”, Erin repeated exhausted. She rubbed her forehead, groaning in pain: “So Lucky, did you come up with a plan of how we’re going to survive this hangover yet? Because I’d be really open for ideas right now.” “Hmmm”, I made a contemplative sound, before a slight grin suddenly rolled onto my headache-ridden face. An idea just came to me, and what an idea it was: “How about we fall asleep again, stay in bed until about one or two p.m. and then have Ben and Jerry’s for breakfast? And if we’re up to it afterwards, we could try to find out how Saul made it out of the desert alive.” “Yeah, that sounds great”, she smiled happily and did a little stretching motion. My head dived under the blanket to place a little kiss on her belly, to which I was greeted by giggling. I rolled back around and tightly held Erin in my arms. Please, nobody wake us now.
So that was the story of my first threesome, but not only that, also had a long-desired wish come true for me. It felt really good living out this deep-seated, dark desire for once in real life. I learned a lot about myself and my sexual preferences through this experience. Because of that, I feel more in tune with my sex life today and would like to give a word of advice to you all: Try out being yourself. Discover and explore your kinks to your heart’s extent (as long as nobody else has to suffer because of it of course). Don’t be discouraged from trying out what interests you, just because it might be unusual. Don’t judge others for what they like, and most importantly: Don’t judge yourself.
One more thing that just came to my mind, for those who were wondering: At some point in the story, Erin proposes trying out anal sex as well. Since we were both wayyy too tired after everything, it didn’t happen that night. That doesn’t mean it didn’t happen at all though. And trust me, it was also one hell of an experience! If you like my writing style and are interested in hearing more, it could be the topic of another sexy story in the future.
With that, I conclude my message to you, dear readers. I hope you enjoyed my first attempt at erotica and if you want to share constructive criticism or tell me anything else, you’re always welcome to do so in the comments. Have a great day, everyone!
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