So my gf and I, together 9 years, have always been pretty kinky. Lately, we’ve gotten into sharing. We’ve had a handful of threesomes over the last 6 months or so (mmf and mff), and they’ve all been amazing. The guys we’ve had have all been strangers, but the girls were her friends. She loved it, but felt the encounters with the men were a little impersonal compared to the times with her friends. So I told her that I’ve been fantasizing about her maybe doing it without me there, and that she could find someone she knows. She’s really into the idea, and we dirty talk it in bed and texting for a few weeks.
A few days ago, she makes an off hand comment about a coworker looking good today. A fairly attractive black guy. I play it up, asking if she’s considering him as a candidate. She says possibly, and we dirty talk it a bit, ending with me telling her that I’m comfortable with whatever she wants to do. As the day continues, she informs me that’s he’s being rather flirty as well, and that she is flirting back with him. They end up making plans to get together later that night while I’m at work.
I get to work at 7. At 9, she texts me that he’s coming over after he picks up some weed. He arrives at 10. We had been texting regularly all night, but I don’t get another message until 1140. She has to work the next morning, so she doesn’t have a ton of time to talk, but she wants to tell me what happened. These are her text messages (I’ll leave out most of my responses, except a few times when I asked a question):
– Ok, I have a lot to tell you. I’m sorry I didn’t update…
(Then, a few minutes later):
– Ok. He just left. The exit was awkward. He came over and smoked and we hung out for a bit. …
– Then his stories got more on topic where he would mention sexual things. And he talked about this wedding with his ex and talked about getting a massage from a girl, and how she was rubbing up his thigh and he was trying not to get hard…
– Then I kind of touched his thigh a little bit…
– And he said, look at you touching my thigh. And I said is that ok? And he said, shit I’m about to touch something here
– And he did, he ran his hand up my leg and grabbed my crotch. It felt kind of aggressive but good. It made my pussy swell.
– He kissed me. And took my pants off. He put his fingers between my pussy lips and rubbed me (awful at it, but…)
– Then he pulled the waist of his sweatpants down, revealing his cock. I made a noise it was so big apparently…
(At this point, I’m pretty fucking worked up, my cock is straining against my pants. I ask her to describe how big it was.)
– Very. Like probably as long as _____, but fucking thick.
– I only got to touch it for a minute before he shoved it inside me. I was pretty wet just from seeing that. He inched his way inside me slowly.
– He fucked me on the edge of the couch for a while. I came, and he asked me “did you just cum?” I told him yes, and asked him if he could feel it.
– He kept fucking me, slowly and deeply. It felt so good. I came again but kept it quiet because it was almost immediately after. He asked if I wanted to hop on top of him. I gladly accepted.
– I rode him (but he was very much the dominant one, so I didn’t get to grind myself on it or anything). I was bouncing up and down on his cock while he was drilling me.
– I came again. I whispered that I wanted him to bend me over something and fuck me from behind. I led him to the bed, though, and got on all fours and he slipped in from behind. He came at me from behind pretty hard. He swooped my hair up in a pony tail and held it in his hands. He held my hair with one hand and my hip with the other.
– His big black cock felt like it was stabbing my insides but I wanted more.
– I flipped myself over and he pressed my legs against my shoulders and gave it to me really hard. He told me he was going to cum. I asked him where he wanted to. He asked if he could cum in my mouth. I told him yes. He tasted pretty good.
At this point, I’m about losing my mind, I’m so turned on. But that’s about it for the ultra sexy stuff. But then she tells me how afterwards he starts going on about how this is a just a one time thing and that they should just go back to normal now. How sometimes girls get “sprung” on the D and can’t let go. She stops him halfway through his little speech, laughing, and says that’s fine with her. That she’s not too concerned about it. She then takes out her phone to start texting me the details. He apparently got mildly offended at this turn of events and left abruptly. He seems fine now, though. No issues.
I was insanely turned on, and spent the rest of my overnight shift with my head swimming. I get home in the morning (we live together), and I see a pair of panties on the couch. I send her a text: So these panties on the couch…? She replies: I wore those, for a bit…
I’ve just about cum in my pants a half dozen times at this point. I was supposed to work the next night (Friday), but I ended up talking the night off because I couldn’t stand the thought of going another night without seeing her. She told me the whole story again that night, with much more detail. Walking me through each step. We fucked in all the same positions, and then some, and our sheets were ruined by the end of the night.
So anyways, it was a lot of fun.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/55haab/ive_recently_begun_to_enjoy_sharing_my_gf_the
You lucky sob.
Very, very hot. Has he changed his tune about the 1-time deal yet?
Cabron!