He and I met here on Reddit, on r/randomactsofblowjob, but that would be a story for another time, if anyone happens to be interested. We were both just looking for a blow and go, but have been together since- over a year and a half now.
For some scene setting, I’m 25F, 5’9″, 150lbs. Dark hair, dark eyes, can be fucking awkward. He’s 35M, 6’1″, 210. We have a Dom/sub relationship, and this was our first threesome. We’d flirted around the idea for a while, but decided to actually find someone to join us earlier this year.
I compiled both his and my account of the evening. I’ve put my commentary in [brackets], to add here and there to what he wrote. He and I are both quite wordy. So if you’re looking for a quick read, I can assure you that this isn’t it. We would not be opposed if our Redditor friend chose to comment.
From Him:
We posted recently looking for someone for her to blow while I watched, gave her instructions, and played with her. We found a guy who shared our sense of humor, and seemed like he’d be a good fit for what we were looking for. I had her share more about what we wanted and what we were comfortable with. I told her to encourage him to participate as well, telling her what to do and what he liked, and to touch and play with her tits/pussy/body etc. while she blew him.
He had the great suggestion of providing that kind of information to me directly and while keeping her in the dark about it, giving me the option to incorporate those things into my instructions to her and guide how the evening progressed. Although his intention was to be respectful of our boundaries for this encounter (and it was), this worked out really well for a different reason: she was super curious about what we had discussed, what he was into, what might happen, what I’d tell her to do and what would happen if she didn’t follow instructions; which seemed to get her pretty worked up over the proceeding few days before we met up. [I liked this idea- the anticipation, the creation of being totally submissive and curious but not being told and just teased. It got me much more worked up than I thought it would, and super wet.]
We set up a time to get together and decided to meet up in the bar at his hotel. I encouraged them both to continue chatting until then. He was a little hesitant at first to ask her for some racier pictures, not wanting it to blow (lol) his chances. [I was a little hesitant to send them unsolicited. I get that that’s sort of the point, but I’m shy and submissive, and do better when I’m being good and following directions.] The whole matter was cleared up by suggesting he ask for them, indicating I had instructed she was to provide what was asked. They continued chatting and flirting for the next couple days, which I found pretty hot. [This made me feel so bad and naughty; teasing and flirting with someone who isn’t my Dom.]
We met up with him later that week, on the last day of his trip. He’d said he had a really long day and was completely exhausted, but he was still very enthusiastic and promised he’d try not to let it affect the fun evening we had planned. [We run late. And I told him that. And true to form, we were late. I swear, we tried. Again, I’m so sorry. Should anyone require further proof of this, please note that I submitted this less than an hour before the deadline, assuming PST and not EST….hmmm]
He was working on a drink at the bar when we came in, and we moved to the most private place we could find in the corner, which wasn’t very private at all. [He looked just like his photos, which was a relief, since he was very cute.] We had a few drinks and chatted about all manner of thing besides the fact that she was about to swallow his cock. I can’t speak for him, but for both her and me, this turned out to be one of the more enjoyable aspects of the evening, the rest of which was pretty fucking stellar also. After a 45 minutes or so, I headed to the bar to order another round of drinks and suggested he switch me seats so they could get to know each other better. I returned with drinks and found them to be much more comfortable. We sat and chatted through the rest of our drinks as she sat next to him with her hand in his lap, teasing and rubbing his dick through his pants, as instructed. [After an original failed attempt (I was feeling slightly nervous and slightly bratty) we ended up sitting next to each other, which left me in the position to start teasing him, which I did and thoroughly enjoyed. There’s something quite enthralling about rubbing someone’s cock while talking about normal everyday things like there’s nothing else going on, and then stopping (probably not always fast enough) when the waitress comes around.]
[Drinks finished, we headed back to his room. I was already dripping wet with anticipation of getting to suck a cock. I’ll admit the super shy and awkward part of me kicked back in as well though. But that was quickly remedied by being told to get on my knees]. Kicking things off right away I told her to get on her knees and take his cock out. She did so immediately and without hesitation, eagerly undoing his belt, button and zipper before I could tell her to go slower. Her pout at the instruction was adorable as she slowly reached in and pulled his dick out; her mouth and tongue ignored the instruction and quickly started working their way over him.
She was a very good girl (for both of us) over the next 5 or so hours as she let him use her mouth and stretch her throat out. As she does, she used her hands, lips, tongue, and throat, expertly teasing and satisfying him. She followed all our instructions, moving from her knees to her back, to her head hung over the side of the bed, back to her knees, up against the linen cabinet, etc. Throughout the next 5-ish hours, she spent maybe 5 total minutes without a cock in her mouth and her pussy just got wetter and wetter as we used her. She would stroke me as she took him down her throat, holding him there longer and longer each time. The three of us eventually ended up on the bed, him on his back and her kneeling in between his legs sucking him as I fucked her from behind. Extremely fucking hot, and I really wanted to have her blow me while she was being fucked (but that will be for future encounters).
[After I pulled his dick out, it gets a little blurry for me. I relinquished control, and just did. I was there to make them feel good. I was told what to do, got in trouble for not wearing my plug (I swear, I didn’t intentionally forget!), was throat fucked kneeing, with my head over the bed, against a wall. I was told to see how far I could take him and for how long.
He distracted me, playing with my nipples while my boyfriend played with me too, and told me how to suck. It was great, made better by the fact that my boyfriend was clearly enjoying himself, and making him happy and horny is something that I love to do. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed all of it. But nothing quite as much as him laying on his back, me on my knees with his cock in my mouth, being fucked from behind. It was one of the moments I do clearly remember. Thinking to myself- are we really doing this, am I really doing this, and coming up just with “yes you are, and you like it slut”.]
After she finished blowing him I brought her over to the other bed, where she continued to use her very tired and sore mouth and throat on me until I came, hard. She continued to lick and suck and tease me as he watched from the other bed.
She loved being a good girl, loved having her mouth fucked and used, and very much loved having a cock in her mouth and pussy at the same time. I can’t speak to what other people get out of these types of encounters, but the part I loved the best was watching how much she came alive throughout the entire encounter, feeling how wet she got, how obvious it was how good it felt. She certainly is a slut, which is a great and wonderful thing…
[A few days later, my mouth is sore, my throat is bruised. Not in a bad way. In a way that’s a reminder that I had a great time doing something that if you’d asked me before this relationship if I’d do/be interested in, you’d have been met with a “no” without a second thought. Which isn’t to say I was pushed into this is any way, I wasn’t. I’ve loved every minute of it. Of being his slut, but being used by someone else for their pleasure as well as his. For getting to be used and played with.
I think we will look for someone else to play with. I’d like to at least. There’s plenty we didn’t do that we want to try. I’m all worked up just thinking about it, while we look for someone else, I’ll have to just enjoy the pictures we took from this night… ]
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwagef/mfm_my_first_time_with_two_guys_leads_to_5_hours
god i would love to see those, and hope he weighs in!