Since people here seem to enjoy “first time” stories, I was scratching my head as to what to post here. I couldn’t write about my first time with a woman since I was under 18 when it happened (no, I’m not gonna tell you how old, don’t bother asking), and my first time with a man, though I was 18, wasn’t particularly wild. So, I thought I’d share a story from when I was in college and had an amazing number of firsts in one night.
I met these guys (let’s call them Ron and Jeremy–obviously not their real names) at one of the semi-underground LGBT support clubs at my university. I’d known I was bisexual since I was four, and had been eager to meet girls I could be myself (read: hook up) with now that my overbearing, intrusive parents were nowhere to be seen. I was 20 that year, and playing it as cool as I could without alerting everyone to what a pervert I was. Sadly, at one night’s meeting, I was the only woman who showed up. You can imagine my disappointment level, hoping to meet a gorgeous girl, only to end surrounded by hot men with no interest in me. Or so I thought.
As I was staring at the wall, sipping punch and lamenting my inability to satisfy my libido, I was approached by these two guys. It seemed I’d stuck out to them since I was one of the few people who’d adamantly insisted in previous meetings that yes, I was bi, not a full-on lesbian, and I didn’t care if they didn’t like it. Ron and Jeremy were a couple, and both bi themselves. They’d felt like they’d been shouted down more than once for not being full-on gay, and appreciated me taking a hard stance in regards to my sexuality. Well, we got talking for a while, and decided that we were all attracted to one another. I agreed to go back to their dorm suite with them.
The two of them moved so fast, I could barely keep up. Scarcely a minute had passed before I had my shirt off and was making out with Jeremy while Ron was kneeling on the ground sucking his cock. Less than another minute and we were all naked with Ron continually shifting his attention from his boyfriend’s cock to my pussy and back. Then, he stood up and slapped my ass, saying, “Okay, she’s wet enough.” Jeremy grabbed me by my hips, lifting me a few inches up, and shoved his cock into me. At the same time, Ron put a hand on my ass and fingered my back door while he made out with Jeremy. The idea of being anally penetrated had never occurred to me before, and I certainly hadn’t planned on it that night, but I was too hot to tell him to stop. I wrapped my legs around Jeremy’s waist, kissing his neck and feeling his back muscles. I’d never been taken by a man so aggressive and domineering before, and I was loving every minute of it.
Just then, Ron slipped a second finger into me, stretching me a bit more. At this point, I had to say something. “Ron?! Wh-what’s that for?”
He kissed me. “Just getting you ready for what’s coming later.”
That got rid of the last of my doubts. “B-but…anal? Really?!”
Jeremy joined in the kiss, his tongue trailing between my mouth and Ron’s. “We won’t make you if you don’t want to. But you should give it a try. Ron’s really skilled and gentle.”
“I dunno, I..mmm…I’ve heard it’s really uncomfortable.”
“Only…nngh…if you don’t prepare,” Jeremy thrusted into me a bit faster.
“Can we… ahhh… try other things first? I’ve never been with two guys before.”
“Sure we can,” He stopped thrusting and set me down, when Ron pulled his fingers out of me. “Get on all fours,” he instructed. I obliged, and soon Ron was behind me, pounding my pussy while I took Jeremy in my mouth. I was able to make each of them cum that time, after which they switched places, Jeremy cleaning out my pussy before taking his own turn at it. After they’d finished, they stood together and kissed each other while I practiced sucking two cocks at once, and made them both cum for the third time that evening. Jeremy then laid me on my back and began thrusting into me missionary style. Ron approached him from behind and entered his ass, fucking his boyfriend while he fucked me. I could scarcely believe what I was seeing, or my luck at being a part of it as Ron effectively railed the two of us at once.
Then, Jeremy picked me up and set me on his cock again as Ron came up behind me and slowly, gently pushed into my ass. His preparation earlier had definitely helped, and I found his presence in my ass a bit unusual, but not at all uncomfortable. The two of them had a perfect, beautiful rhythm as they fucked me back and forth. This time, they lasted much longer after the thorough draining I’d given them earlier, and after five, I lost count of all the orgasms I had held in those two strong, aggressive men’s arms. When they’d finally had enough, I barely had the strength to stand on my own, and kept drifting in and out of consciousness. In one night, I’d been with my first couple ever, two men for the first time, my first threesome, and experienced my first anal, my first double blowjob, and my first double penetration. Even if the act itself hadn’t worn me out so badly, I probably would’ve passed out trying to process all of it.
The next morning, I discovered that they’d carried me to the couch in the suite’s common room, thrown a blanket over me, and left my clothes in a neat folded stack right next to the couch with a glass of water. What absolute gentlemen. I figured the least I could do was stick around long enough to clean the stains I’d left.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l8cy52/mmf_that_time_a_gay_couple_shared_me
Bravo, fantastic story
> I figured the least I could do was stick around long enough to clean the stains I’d left.
Did more shenanigans ensue? If so please share!
What a great story, thanks for sharing it with us! Did you ever meet up with them again?
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As a bi guy, this is literally the hottest story I can possibly imagine. Unbelievably hot but also romantic and passionate at the same time. God fucking damn.