To start, I’ll give you a vague summary of the few years that preceded the story I’m about to tell. Things with Beth went south pretty fast after she moved in. During this, we moved into an apartment and then a rental house with two of her friends, both women. (Don’t go getting ahead of me :P ) During this time, she had also confessed to me that her primary motivation in moving in with me, was escaping her legitimately crazy family.
At this point in the relationship, I was not only desperate for attention from Beth, but I found myself feeling like women simply weren’t sexually attracted to me. So, being unemployed, I had been sitting around the house all day in a deep state of depression, all while Beth decided to go sleep over at a friends house.
Our roommates, Alice and Jennifer had both come home from work and we all had a nice long weekend to look forward to. I was so wrapped up in my own head that I had simply sprawled out on our futon in the living room, which we’d laid flat. They stood in the doorways to their rooms talking, and eventually, I heard them call to me, “Hey, wanna get drunk with us?”
“Sure.” I was attracted to them both, for different reasons. Alice was the same kind of adorable fun that Beth was, and had a breathtaking body. Jennifer, I liked for the attitude, her intelligence. She was definitely sexy, just in her own unique way. We were also both comfortable talking about how much sexier Alice was than either of us. We all really let loose that night. We sat on the futon together watching youtube videos on the TV, drinking, and laughing. Those women had helped my depression melt away.
Later that night, we had all passed out together, laying back on the futon. I would periodically wake up throughout the night, one of the side effects of drinking rum, for me. At one point, I woke up feeling Alice pressed tightly against me. We were kissing very passionately, both of us heaving breathes.
When I had fully awoken, I paused to think. Had I started this? Did she? I had wanted this for so long, but I had to know it was what she wanted. Alice leaned in started pressing harder into me, I had my answer. I started to feel a hand groping the crotch of my jeans, and I let out as quiet of a moan as I could. I thought about Jennifer behind us, who seemed asleep.
I thought about Beth, but it didn’t take long to make a decision. I would do the right thing, tell her what happened, and be honest about how I felt. This had been the signal flare I’d needed to help me realize I needed a change. I’d help her get moved somewhere else, and that would be it.
I looked down to see Alice fidgeting in frustration at the zipper on my jeans. I reached down and helped her get them open, and pulled them down enough that my cock was finally free and already throbbing. She took a tight hold of it and began stroking me, both of us panting like marathon runners. I, while unable to stop my moaning, was at least capable of controlling the volume. Her grip was perfect, and she seemed to respond to every pulse she felt. Then, darkness began consuming my vision.
In all the excitement, I had passed out.
Not all was lost, however, as I began to feel myself being pulled out of slumber by what I could only describe as a horribly intense pleasure. It was squeezing me harder than I’d ever felt before. I finally got my eyes to open, only to see Alice on top of me, she was grinding against me hard and had already slipped me inside. She had taken her bra off and I could see her hard nipples poking through the shirt which barely contained her magnificent breasts.
I was at a loss, she was beautiful, and she had wanted me. I laid back and surrendered myself to her. She was grinding her clit against me as she sat upright. For the first time in awhile, I was once again floating in a sea of pleasure, one I hadn’t sailed in a long time. However, this time I had not a compass, but a Captain. A Captain to my ship.
I felt her get even tighter, as he squeezed me with some magical internal muscle I hadn’t known about before. A much less restrained moan rushed out of me, and I realized I was gripping the edge of the futon above my head as if I was desperately clinging onto the ride. She was unrelenting and passionate, and I found it increasingly difficult to think. Then I realized, I was dangerously close to cumming, and we weren’t using a condom. I wasn’t sure if she was on a pill or not, so I spent every ounce of concentration I had left holding it in while trying to get the words out between desperate moans. “I…I’m…I’m gonna cum.”
Alice’s reaction had been unexpected. She leaned forward, propping herself up on her hands. We would learn later, that Jennifer’s hair was trapped under her hands and getting pulled firmly. Jennifer had been awake for a while at that point but was deliberately trying to seem asleep as she didn’t want to interrupt. While an accident, it did help Jennifer figure out that she has a thing for having her hair pulled when she’s horny.
Alice used her new position and began riding me much harder. I could feel every inch of her tight pussy stroking me from base to tip. My abs had begun to tense up, it was inevitable now. I had no choice but to give her, apparently, exactly what she wanted. I could no longer control my myself, my moans competed with hers, and between them, I could hear myself, “Oh God, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”
I felt my abs clinch tightly, forcing me to do a partial sit up that buried my face right in her hanging tits. Alice had begun to tremble and moan herself, as I felt a tsunami of pleasure conjured from me. It felt like it would never end, and I didn’t want it to. Minutes seemed like hours as I experienced the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt in my life. Both of us writhing against each other, feeling as if I had become some kind of fountain.
I finally felt my abs relent, and I collapsed back on the futon, Alice laid on top of me and we both attempted to catch our breath. This was it, I could see that from this point my life would never be the same. I had committed myself to this and its consequences, and I would face them honestly.
Then I heard the front door open.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/789mjd/a_look_through_the_spank_bank_part_2_mffdrunk_sex
**Epilogue**
This is for people who care about how the relationship with Beth ended, and a short setup for the next installment…
Over the next two days, she would stay with her friend as she arranged a new living situation with some relatives. I packed her belongings for her and she would move out, my two roommates choosing to stay on my side of the situation.
Alice and Jennifer came to me together, stating that they wanted us to be a family of our own, that it was what they both wanted. From that day forward, I would be living a literal “Ménage à trois.”
Good writing