College Cucking [MF], and Gay Experience[MM] and bisexual Threesome [MMF]. PT 1

Warning LONG but 100% true.

Marie and I were high school sweethearts. She was a sophomore and the new girl in town in my junior year of high school and it took me no time at all to introduce my self. As it turned out she and her family had moved into a house only 3 doors down from mine on a very small and sleepy street. We hit it off instantly and were inseparable from then on. Marie was a short, curvy in all the right places Italian girl with jet black hair down to the small of her back. I would be lying to you if I didn’t tell you the first thing I noticed about her was her very ample breasts. After a few weeks of dating I finally summoned the courage to ask her what size she actually was, she very openly and confidently told me they were D’s.

Marie and I hit it off like gangbusters. As I said we were inseparable from the moment we began. We were extremely sexually compatible from the moment we began after maybe a month of dating. She was always very curious and open minded, and always had a strong desire to please as I did too. She was not shy about telling me about her sexual history, how she’d given a few blowjobs, and had hooked up with a female friend of hers on several occasions, but had only had sex with one other guy before me. Since we were so close of neighbors, we always spent hours together at each others houses, sneaking from one house to another as our parents left to take every opportunity to get it on.

Things were going great for the remainder of that year and through my senior year, we never lost that spark and were still having sex at least 4 times per week.

I left to attend college about an hour and a half away from our hometown. But things remained fantastic, I came home every weekend to hang out with her and the distance made our already great sex even better. When I would come home and could find an empty house, our sessions would last for hours.

After her senior year she applied to same school I was attending and got in. I had my fill of dorm life, shitty roommates ect.. and we decided that it would actually be cheaper for us to get an apartment off campus. Amazingly both her and my parents agreed and since it would be cheaper than paying room and board at the school, they even covered our rent. They helped us move in and that night we fucked silly again for hours, doing every position under the sun and both ended up falling asleep naked and woke up to have sex again still stinking and sticky from the previous evenings events.

Things were still fantastic for the next year or so. She was always a very curious person and liked to hear about my past sexual experiences. I had confided in her awhile ago that I had, in my past experimented with guys, given and received a few blow jobs and once had given a blowjob to someone while there girlfriend watched. That story enamored her, she loved hearing me tell it and asked me to tell it so many times I started to get sick of telling it.

After a year and a half or so I started noticing changes in her. She had taken a semester off school and was working full time at a big chain pet store. I got to know the people there pretty well, we would hang out with them both at our place and their places. We would get dinner with them and it was all a pretty good time. However sometime in that period a new guy had joined the staff, Justin. Justin was handsome, mixed, tall and a pretty nice guy. He and Marie struck up an immediate friendship. I was intimidated but Marie had many guys try to move in on her in our year apart and had remained faithful, so I was cautiously confident this would be no different.

However, a few months later, Marie approached me in tears and needed to talk to me. I had sinking feeling in my stomach and was all predicting what was about spill out of her mouth. She had developed feeling for Justin, the close proximity and mutual attraction had become to much for her to ignore. We fought for hours we both cried, but eventually since long ago we’d both decided we’d be marrying each other, and we both still loved each other, we would take a break and she would be free to pursue a sexual relationship with Justin. We were renting a 2 bedroom apartment so I moved into the spare room.

She wasted no time now that she was a free woman. The next day she lined up a date with him. Luckily I had a performance for school that night and wouldn’t be home to stew all night. The next morning I asked her how it had gone and she coyly told me it had gone well and had been a perfect gentleman, they had gone to dinner and she had make out session in his car before dropping her off. My heart started going a million miles an hour and my brain got foggy. Later that night as I lay alone in my bed with her sleeping just a few feet away, I replayed my own reenactment of her story in head. I alternated between despair and a strange arousal. I hated being aroused by the thought but could not shake it. That night I ended up shamefully masturbating to those thoughts.

If you skipped the preamble, THIS is going to be where you want to start reading. They had gone on 2 more dates and still, according to her things had not advanced any further than making out. This night however I sensed a different energy as she prepared to leave, she was dressed in much more revealing clothing, a tight and short black dress that accentuated her beautiful curves and cleavage, with heels and I could tell from the lack of panty lines, either a thong or maybe even nothing. I spent that night alone in the apartment with my heart in my feet. I was quietly dying inside but could often feel my penis swell. I was trying to wait up for her to get home as I still felt an odd sense of guardianship over her, but eventually the weed and vodka I had been partaking in began to over take me. I was awoken sometime later by keys being clumsily inserted into the lock in the door. I tried glimpse the time, but I was still too stoned and too drunk to read it. I look up to see her stumbling through the door with a wide grin on her face. Maybe it was the weed or booze or some sick twisted desire to know, probably all 3, but I looked at her as she plunked herself down on the couch next to me and asked “well how was he?”. She looked shocked, “Why do you want to know?” she asked confounded. “I just want to know if it was worth it.”. “I don’t know” was all she could manage to say. I shocked even myself when I asked “is he bigger than me?” She was quite for a minute and eventually let out a timid “Yes”. Again, like someone else was talking for me, I asked “How Big?” “BIG” she almost instantly. She continued “It was really big, it was hard to get in at first and it hurt for awhile. Just as it started to feel good, he came” and a wave of disappointment washed over her. Then seemingly out of nowhere she started taking off her dress right there in front of me! She pulled it up over her head and her perfect breasts came tumbling out, I looked down and as I suspected, she had either gone without underwear or had perhaps left them at his place. She leaned over to kiss me and pulled my head back, but she wasn’t going to be denied tonight. She started to unbuckle my belt at the same time as rubbing my rock hard dick over my pants. As soon as she felt how aroused I was she knew I wouldn’t deny her tonight. Soon we were both naked on the couch and she climbed on top of my rock hard dick. She was WET, she was grinding me and moaning louder than I had ever heard her. I was so hard I felt like it might burst. Not wanting to come just yet, I tossed her off to the side of me, got on my knees and spread her legs. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you” she laughed. I didn’t listen and dove headfirst into her dripping wet pussy. She moaned the second I started licking. It took only a minute or so for me to piece together why she had warned me off. He hadn’t used a condom! A wave of animal lust took me over as I continued my work. I brought her to screaming orgasm then laid her down on the couch and kissed her deep to make sure she could taste his cum too. After that It didn’t take long for me to add my cum to her already full pussy.

In the clarity that followed I slinked off my room to gather my thoughts about the events that had transpired.

PT 2 is incoming if there is interest.

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