[M]y late best friend wrote my sexual bucket list and I finished it

This is the lurid tale of how I’m possibly one of the luckiest men alive. I know what you’re thinking, every dude that’s gotten laid in the history of mankind has some story about how he had the most mind blowing sex of his life once. And while that definitely applies to this story, this isn’t just a juicy hook up tale. I’m talking about one of those one in a billion, lightning striking the same hair on a gnat’s ass twice kind of tales.

But first I need to give you guys a little history and context. I’m sorry its long, but I promise I’ll get to the juicy stuff as fast as I can. If you’re a horny little fuck like me you can scroll down to the good bits.

My best friend growing up, Sam, and I were always very close and open about our sexual experiences. Our brotherly bond and competitive nature made for a constant game of one-up. He had sex with his girl in his car? I’d do it in the highschool parking lot. I did it at night? He’d do it on lunch break. This game went on for years leading to many an orgies, some shared FWB situations, and many more tales of toe curling. The point is we egged each other on to explore and get outside our comfort zones, and it’s one of the things I miss dearly about him

His crowning achievement of sinful behavior happened the summer before he left for basic training. He’d met and befriended two girls that just so happened to be dating. Over the course of that summer he had succeeded in seducing both of them individually, culminating in a threesome with both of them on my living room couch. “That lucky bastard!” I thought to myself as I shuffled my date past to my bedroom.

Years later we moved in together. Sam had been released from his military obligations with honors, and I’d picked up a trade or two. We continued our never ending game of “I bet you can’t top that.” like it was highschool again. After one such evening of debauched shenanigans, we were sitting on the couch smoking weed in the wee hours of the morning just shooting the shit and watching funny YouTube videos.

“Yo dude, so like I don’t even see the point in a bucket list anymore, like what haven’t I done at this point?” He said in between taking tokes.

“Haha, yea well we have Carpei’d the Diems my dude.” I half chuckled like the stoned little idiot I was.

“Well what haven’t you do…” he trailed off while the realization hit him, his expression change to one of pure glee. “I know! You should try and pull off the Triple Double”

That was his nickname for the deed he had pulled off with the two girls. An homage to the difficult basketball achievement.

“Bro, I didn’t think it was possible till you did it, and I highly doubt I could ever pull it off. No way”

He smirked letting out a long slow trail of smoke as he did “Well that’s your challenge my friend, your ultimate bucket list item”

So that’s the story of how of this dirty deed came to be his post-humanous legacy for me. Sadly he passed in a traffic accident before I could manage to complete his challenge, so I’d all but forgotten about this legendary hat trick

That is until I met Kaley and Sara a few months after, who just so happend to be dating!

Kaley and Sara were two of the coolest girls I had ever met. They’d transferred from out of state and were a welcome breath of fresh air in that stale college town. Both were absolute babes in their own right, but together they were a knock out combo. The envy of most men and women in the room. I always enjoyed seeing them out when I was off work because they genuinely had the friendliest vibes, not to mention they were the best wingmen you could ask for. With their help I was having anything but a dry spell. I was 24, 6ft 3in, fit, and never got any complaints in the endowment department, so it was like shooting fish in a barrel for them to hook me up with their single friends.

We’d hit it off one night a couple months back when Kaley’s drink got drugged at the bar I worked at. Kaley had to take an ambulance ride and I gave Sara a ride to the hospital. We chatted and laughed in the waiting room till the sun came up waiting on Kaley to be released. We all went and grabbed breakfast after the ordeal and fast became friends. Going out for drinks, enjoying a good smoke session on my front porch, and the occasional house party or two. I hadn’t had any intentions with either of them but I can’t say the salacious thoughts didn’t cross my mind. I’d all but resigned from pulling off Sam’s challenge thinking I just didn’t have the sheer luck he did, and not wanting to spoil a perfectly good friendship with either of them. After all, why would I vote the hands that feed, right?

Kaley, 22, looked like a walking pin-up girl. 5’9″,perfect round DD tits, an impossibly small waist, and legs a mile long. She had long auburn hair, green eyes, gorgeous porcelain skin and a slender frame. R/titsonastick would have a new queen if she decided to post. Stoic was her middle name. I rarely saw her expression change from her self proclaimed “resting bitch face” unless she was winning an argument, in which case she’d put on a sinister grin that reminded me of the Cheshire cat.

Sara, 22 as well, was a natural born athlete. She had muscles I didn’t even know girls could get. Years of running track and lifting weights had given her the most insane definition while still having a femine physique. She was 5’4″ with shoulder length dark brunette hair she dyed black, honey brown eyes, and sharp angular features. Tan from hours spent in the sun, and probably some Mediterranean heritage. She had perky little b cup tits and an absolute wagon of an ass. Highly competitive and outspoken she was usually the first one to mouth off to guys gawking at her girlfriend and send them packing with their boners between their legs.

One night I was sitting at a bar finishing my drink before calling an uber when I felt a tug at my elbow.

“Hey stranger!”

I started to spin around but got tackled by a dark haired blur enveloping me in a tight gripped hug. My surprise melted into warm welcome as the tall redhead behind me came into focus.

“Kaley! Sara! I didn’t know you guys were going out tonight, I’d have have hit you up if I’d have known!”

“Ah, it was date night we wanted to come out for a drink but it’s pretty crowded tonight.” Sara pouted.

“I know, I was just about to call an uber and go smoke, you guys wanna join?” I asked them

“Fuck yes, I’m all out and haven’t smoked in days, let’s go babe” Kaley shouted over the music

I called the uber and a little less than an hour later my bisexual buddies and I were sitting on a couch 3 wide, passing a giant blunt back and forth on my front porch, watching the kids on campus stumble back home from the bars over the banister. It was one of those older Victorian style front porches you could put the windows back in during the winter or take them out in the summer to enjoy the weather. If you slouched down on the couch no one from the street could see you, so if a cop rolled by while we were smoking the devil’s lettuce we’d hunker down and wait to hear them drive off.

“Fucking beautiful night tonight” Sara said handing me the blunt. Kaley sat between us but it was my turn to smoke.

“Fuck, I know right, I love spring time in this town.” I said, but realized I was talking to myself. Sara had leaned in to kiss Kaley after I grabbed the blunt from her

“Get a room you fucking horn dogs” I jeered trying to hand Kaley the smoldering stick. Our familiarity and mutual comfort had grown alot in our short time as friends. They often told me I was like a big brother to them

“Oh what ever. You’d love to watch us fuck you freak” Kaley shot back.

“You got me there.” I shrugged slouching down on the couch to relax a bit. Sara was frozen, hovering just over Kaley’s face as she took a drag. I looked over just in time to see the most mischievous look on Sara’s face, smoke rolling off the cherry and wrapping around her dark angular features.

“Meh fuck it, it’s date night” Kaley said after a long pause. She was staring directly into Sara’s wicked grin only inches from her face.

“You asked for it” said Sara before taking a few deep drags off the blunt Kaley had held up to her mouth. She slunk down off the couch like a jaguar on all fours, stalking her prey before flipping up Kaley’s skirt up and kissing her stomach.

I felt like I was frozen in place as Kaley scooted her ass to the edge of the couch and dropped her right arm over my shoulder, lazily sprawling out like she did this all the time. Her pale flat stomach glowed in the street light accentuating the dips in her hips that Sara was gently kissing circles around.

“You good dude?” Kaley said as she handed me back the blunt, Sara never broke her concentration and soft pecking.

“Yea I’m good. Swear I’m seeing things right now though haha.”

“Oh you’re gonna see alot of things!” Sara said with the same evil little smirk on her face. She sat up briefly to pull the red lace panties gracing Kaley’s mound tenderly down those long glowing legs. Kaley put both her feet up over Sara’s shoulders as Sara gave her one last devious look before diving head first into Kaley’s puffy pink pussy.

It was glorious the way the light from the street lamp shown in on Kaley’s pale form in stark contrast to Sara’s tan shadowed face, you could see a faint glimmer of a reflection in them as she licked up and down Kaley’s lips.

“That’s really good shit man, I need to pick some up from you tomorrow” Kaley said, as if not even phased by the scene I was witnessing with my jaw wide open.

I forced a laugh out “Yea no worries, you can come over when ever, I’m off all day tomorrow.” My eyes were probably betraying me at this point as they were darting back and forth between Kaley’s bright green eyes and Sara tenderly sucking on her clit, moaning a little every so often as if she was eating some orgasimic tasting desert.

“Cool…. yea she’s really good at eating pussy isn’t she?”

“Uh huh” was all I could muster up in my current state. Kaley and I sat on the couch having a total bro moment, passing the blunt back and forth as we watched Sara put on an absolute master class of cunnilingus. At this point my head was buzzing, a little from my inebriation, and mostly from all the relocated blood that had taken up residence in my now throbbing cock. Luckily it had tucked itself up into my waist band, and my shirt was over the top so it wasn’t immediately visible to anyone but It was all I could feel.

Listening to the slurping and sucking and watching Sara’s beautiful plump lips pucker and purse around Kaley’s gorgeous swollen pussy, it was all I could do to not touch myself watching.

Kaley soon began to show signs of her satisfaction when her slender hand lifted the rest of her little yellow sundress to reveal her perfect round tits with nipples smaller than I’d imagined them to be. She grabbed one between her fingers and twisted it slowly as the other hand caressed the side of Sara’s face. A slow trembling started like an earthquake on her shining stomach that quickly turned into full blown waves and convulsions of ecstacy as she reached her climax.

Sara who had been fervently cheering her on with a mouthful pulled back with a triumphant smile, Kaley’s wetness glistening on her chin, satisfied with her job well done.

“I’m gonna go clean up real quick, do you care if I roll us another one J?” Kaley said as she stood up, letting her sundress fall back into place, as if nothing had just happened and everything was normal.

Still sitting there with a raging rod in my pants I snapped my self out of the stupor I was in and said “Yea sure! I think this one just went out. We’ll finish this while you do your thing.”

Sara leaned back against the solid banister wall still glowing with pride as her prize walked through my front door and up the stairs to my office room.

I was just about to spark the cigarillo back up when Sara looked at me and said “Pull your fucking cock out”

Now I was sure I was hearing things, “what?” I splurted out.

“You heard me, pull your dick out dude.”

I couldn’t get my zipper down fast enough, pulling the waist band of my boxers down over my now aching erection. Testosterone had a death grip on the wheel, and I was it’s passenger barreling down a soon to be bumpy road

“Damn” she said sliding over between my legs “I heard you were packing, guess they weren’t lying.” She reached out to get her hands on it with the same wicked smirk.

“I saw it throbbing in your pants, can you be quite?”

“Mhm” I nodded as she fixed her ponytail.

“Good, and don’t tell Kaley”

She teased my tip with her tongue for a couple of seconds, rolling it in circles as she held it in her tiny little hand, before she let loose the most ridiculously messy blow job I had witnessed up until then.

She let out a long string of spit and worked it up and down my shaft before she plummeted to the base over and over again, making the most ridiculous sounds.

“GUUURK, GURRRK, GURRRK”

“YO WHO THE FUCK GETTING THAT GOOD HEAD?!” A group of guys was walking by a couple of houses down and overheard the commotion.

“Shhhhh, Sara what the fuck?”

“Hurry up and cum then” she gasped before returning to her rhythm. She was looking me dead in the eyes the whole time.

“GURRRK, GURRRK, GURRK”

I didn’t last long at all, the combined excitement of the previous situation and the current one sent me over the edge so fast it was like she pulled it out of me on a rope

“GURRRK, GURRRK, MMPHFF.”

She felt my cock pulsing in her mouth and buried her face into my stomach as I unleashed an existential load into her throat.

The stars subsided and my eyes opened to her smiling that same devilish grin she had when she had finished Kaley. I quickly pulled my self and my pants up before Kaley came trotting back down the stairs, freshly rolled joint in her hand. Sara was still smirking as she wiped the corners of her mouth. She held her finger up to her mouth as if to shush me just as Kaley opened the door, then turned to greet her lover as she took her place back on the couch. Kaley was nonthewiser and I was probably a few pounds lighter.

Sam? Is that you dude? Are you doing this shit?!?!

This turned out waaay longer than I intended, but I’m working on Pt2!

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