~2012
A few years back when I was stationed in California I had a girlfriend who, to say the least, was open to just about anything. This is a true story of an unintentional 3sum that didn’t go as she had planned.
Actually she didn’t plan it at all, nor did I.
Lilly was a beautiful Hispanic girl, about 15 years younger than I was at the time. She was about five feet tall, weighed about 100 pounds even and had a set of aftermarket boobs that were probably too big for her natural frame. That said, this happened in Southern California and those proportions are not uncommon amongst the local population of beach bunnies.
Our relationship was accidental in that we met at a high school quarter mile running track late one night. I was a master sergeant in the Marines at the time and assigned to a general officer’s staff. I was a minion with no real responsibilities to the colonel that I worked for, other than to keep his staff officers on task by managing the shop and keeping them on timelines. I worked long days, usually going in at 06:30 and not leaving until about 12 hours later between 18:00 and 19:00. Most days I brought my lunch and rarely went to PT during duty hours. I was single and had no family responsibilities, no dog to walk, and no grass to cut; just work.
Some nights, after a particularly long day I would stop by the local high school track to run a few miles before going to my apartment. I chose the track for two reasons, it was well lit, and I could time my pace better on a track than I could running down the road. I also didn’t live in a great neighborhood and the high school was on the same block as the police department which added an extra sense of security. As a single Marine, even at my rank, I didn’t rate a housing allowance because there was room in the barracks. So, in order to live off base I had to pay for it out of my base pay, which for the Southern California rental market wasn’t a whole lot.
One night at the track, I met Lilly. As I said, Lilly was a petite Hispanic chic who maintained her body very nicely. This particular night she was running 50 yard sprints while I ran the loop. From my perspective of continuous left turns, she looked amazing. She was wearing a pair of black leggings with a matching black and pink tank top and white accented running shoes. Her tank barely restrained her ample chest as she ran her sprints. I’m sure that I lost count of how many laps I ran that night, but the time spent was well worth it. At some point I tired out and walked over to the bleachers to rest and sip my water. As luck would have it, I sat in the general vicinity of her gym bag. This probably made her nervous and she stopped her sprints and came to collect her bag. She said, “Hello!” and I acknowledged her effort. We ended up chatting a bit before heading our seperate ways. A few weeks later we were at the track again and after our workout we caught up and exchanged numbers.
Fast forward a year and we’re dating pretty regularly, seeing each other at least three nights a week with Saturday usually being “date night”. Our dates ranged anywhere from dinner and a movie, walks on the Oceanside boardwalk, to furious fucking anywhere from my apartment, to her car in a mall parking lot, to a video booth in a San Diego porn shop. While random and occasionally risky, we never played with other people, meaning we were not swingers or open.
That was until one random night after a long day at work. It was a Wednesday and we had plans to go to the beach and light a fire and listen to the surf crash on the shore. I had been called into a late afternoon planning session that was expected to go into the early evening. In an attempt to manage her expectations I called ahead to tell her I wouldn’t be home until after 8pm. We didn’t live together but did exchange house keys. Sometimes, depending on where we planned on going for a date, the other would meet at the home closest to the restaurant or venue. This particular evening we agreed to reschedule.
The planning event ended at about 7pm and I invited a buddy over to have a beer before he headed home. He followed me to my place in his truck and met me in my complex parking lot. We walked up to my second floor apartment and I unlocked the door and we both stepped inside. When I flipped on the light we froze in our tracks. Someone was in my apartment… and her name was Lilly.
Lilly was about ten feet from the entryway. Naked. And on her knees.
Apparently Lilly thought she’d surprise me, and boy did she surprise us both. She was equally surprised to see two of us standing there looking at her bangin’ naked body blocking our path to the restbof the apartment. Talk about an awkward moment. We froze, she froze, we were all frozen in place in the entryway to my apartment.
After what seemed like forever I walked up to Lilly and grabbed her gently by her long black hair on the top of her head and tilted her head back. I told my buddy to go into the living room and have a seat in on the couch. He nervously complied and edged past us in the hallway. Once I heard the crunch of him sitting on the leather, I started to walk into the room, gently pulling Lilly along side of me who was shuffling awkwardly on her knees. When we got to the center of the room I told her to stay where she was while I walked over to my bar and poured two fingers of Johnny Walker Blue Label into two glasses. I walked over and gave one to my friend. He was obviously nervous, as was Lilly. He kept looking at her, then looking back at me. She was still there on her knees resting has ass on her feet, hands clasped in her lap, also watching me. I handed by buddy his glass and took my own seat on a matching leather recliner.
I asked him if he thought Lilly was pretty. He nervously replied that she was beautiful. I then asked her what she had planned for when I got home, and why she was naked on her knees. She said that she wanted to surprise me with a blow job after my long day. I told her that my buddy had a long day too, and that I thought he might enjoy a blow job. Her eyes got wide and she flushed. I nodded my head toward my buddy and she took the hint. She slowly crawled over to him on her hands and knees.
When she got to the couch she crawled between his legs and reached up and started to undo the rigger’s belt on his Cammie trousers. I could see that she was embarrassed as she never looked up at him, but instead had her eyes locked onto his crotch. I watched him as he watched her go to work. Once she got his pants open she pulled his rock hard cock from his skinny shorts and grabbed it with her right hand and started to stroke it.
After 30 or so seconds she took it into her mouth and began to bob up and down, making his shaft wet. In less than a minute she was able to take him all the way in, pressing her nose to his abdomen. I just sat back and watched the show, sipping my scotch ten feet away from the action. Lilly would occasionally glance over at me, and after being reassured that I was enjoying her performance she would return her full attention to his cock.
He lasted about ten minutes before he came. When he announced that he was cumming she pulled him out of her mouth and let him shoot on her beautiful 36DD boobs. It was so HOT watching her in total control of him while I sat back and directed the show! We had never so much as discussed a 3sum before, much less planned or coordinated one. This totally random occurrence was the sexiest thing I had ever seen her do.
After a few minutes of her slowly stroking him until he went soft, I thanked him for coming and suggested it was time for him to go. He quickly buttoned up, thanked me for the evening and departed. Lilly got up and went to take a shower, not saying a word or even making eye contact.
While she was cleaning up, I went into the bedroom, got naked and got into bed. When she came out of the bathroom I patted the mattress next to me. We commenced to having the best sex we’d had since we met over a year prior. I’ve never ever had fantasies about seeing my woman with another man, and I still don’t. But there was something so hot about controlling the situation between her and my friend that triggered something in me that night.
That was the first of two times we included another person in our bed. I’ll tell that story another time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tns9j1/i_told_m_girlfriend_to_blow_a_fellow_marine
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This post further confirms that all marines are in the closet 😂