Opened 2/? (MF / MFM / Bi, true)

In chapter one I described my first night at June's house, and my first sexual encounter with June. If you read it you can skip to the next paragraph. I needed a place to sleep, June and I were friendly acquaintances, we seduced each other and I – confirmed bisexual though I was – lost my anal virginity to her long black dildo, "Charles." Well, her finger first, then Chucky. As she blew me. And it was awesome. You also learned, as did I, that I was now her second boyfriend with a larger than average cock. And that June planned on us having fun together.

June and I attended the same college so naturally we had some mutual friends. One of them was a professor's daughter who we can call Allie. She was, and remains, an inspiring female. Despite her ADD (and with the help of a very strong amphetamine prescription) Allie fishes, hikes, swims, white-water kayaks and goes bird watching. Needless to say she has a strong, tight body. Slightly athletic, but still soft and girly. Beautiful, in other words. In the week since I'd landed at June's I'd become her toy. We must have spent half the time in bed. Not that our activities were limited to the bed. June and I had a completely open relationship and made no secret of it. That coupled with the well-fucked-glow of a satisfied woman made me very attractive in our circle of friends. That and my still pretty rigorous physical fitness regime. Looking good is hard work for me. What time I spent not in class, sleeping, cooking, fucking or socializing was spent in the gym. Ever since I'd told her my schedule, I always seemed to see Allie when I came out of the gym.

It was obvious she liked me, and I thought it was cute. I liked her too, and was attracted to her, but the fact was that I'd gone from being in one relationship to another and June had kept me so satisfied I didn't seek any other pussy. That wasn't her plan, as a matter of fact she loved me to tell her about other girls I'd fucked while I or her or both of us played with her clit. She'd look up wistfully at the ceiling after she'd come that way and if I were psychic I'd say she was imagining she was me. She'd made it perfectly clear I could do whatever I wanted and I knew she was active with another man, hypothetically, but I was the hot new song and so for right now she played only me. But she saw how Allie looked at me, and how I held her hand, and so she decided to play me for her as well.

One day while I dutifully ran the fucking treadmill (and, oh, how I hate running) June intercepted Allie on the way to the gym. The content of their conversation, I learned years later, was that at 19 Allie was still a virgin. Despite biggish, perky tits and a round, hard ass to die for she'd never had sex with a man… only her girlfriend, a 30-something woman a state away. June also learned that Allie'd been watching me exercise from across the hall for a month and a half. June, god bless her, has a huge heart with a lot of love to give so, as I got off the treadmill she walked into the gym and told me she'd left a roast in the oven and we had to get back to her place right then, no time for me to shower. Alright, let me grab my things and we can boogey, baby!

Something you may not know about a genuinely intense workout is that it makes you hungry, horny and tired. And, naturally, sweaty. Allie in tow, the winter air freezing me in my wet gym clothes, we merry three piled into June's car. Allie would tell me later that the smell of my sweat pushed her over the edge. Frankly I thought I stank. The moment we got to June's I hit the shower, stripping as I went, and let the hot water melt me a bit. Unbelievable how the simple pleasures are the greatest.

While I steamed myself like a lobster, June and Allie were having another conversation. This one was short, though. I was just washing the shampoo out of my hair with my eyes clenched shut when I heard the shower curtain opened.

"Hey boo."

"Hey, what, couldn't wait for Allie to leave?"

"Yeah, right," I could hear her smiling, "couldn't wait."

"What's so funny?" I turned to face her, I knew she loved the view. I rinsed off my black, shoulder-length hair and opened my eyes and there was June… and Allie, eyes wide as dinner plates and mouth agape. "Hand me the towel," I asked, smilingly, of Allie. She was frozen in place, though. "Just kidding, I still need to soap up. You catching flies."

"What?" She closed her mouth. June was smiling and trying not to fall over laughing. I twisted my hips and slapped my cock on my belly in time to my words.

I, thwack, said, thwack, are, thwack, you catching flies? Thwackthwackthwack! I hadn't known for sure before that she was a virgin but the way she stared at my cock I could tell. Might have been the first time she'd been that close to one, even. I took the soap and June left, closing the door after herself. Allie watched my every move. I felt like a cat at a zoo. Allie tells me she felt like she was watching a movie directed by herself on the subject of her fantasies. Thanks, Sugar. That feels nice. I made sure to give her a good show as I soaped up and rinsed off then stepped out of the shower, reaching around her for the towel.

"Are we going to stay in the bathroom?" I asked. Allie looked away and blushed, moved so I could open the door and we rejoined June in the living room / kitchen combo endemic to guest houses in the north east. I went to the bedroom to get dressed but June stopped me.

"Honey, Allie's too shy to say so but she wants you," June said.

"You don't say?" I replied, and smiled at Allie. She looked away, blushing and smiling. "Are you sure? I think she might be a virgin."

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm going to go get us all some lunch." June took my head in her hands and kissed me on the mouth, then looked at Allie and slapped my ass, hard, and winked. "Don't ride my horse without a saddle, cowgirl," her hand squeezing my butt. She then kissed Allie similarly and left us alone after whispering something in her ear. I brushed her hair over that ear as the door closed.

"I feel a bit underdressed," I said, and kissed Allie on the mouth. "Either you take off some clothes or I'll put some on, and I walked back to the bedroom. Allie was right behind me and she took my hand. Asked me to wait. And put my hand on her breast and kissed me urgently on the mouth, then stopped, then came back in. Hot and heavy like a bad aircraft carrier landing. Shh, I calmed her, reaching into her shirt and rubbing her nipple gently, sucking on her lower lip. It's a funny thing being a big, strong guy: Girls expect you to give and take abuse. They think every fuck will be a hard, hot, sweaty slam-fest. They also don't think they can hurt you. I, myself, am very capable of being gentle. And with Allie, I was. Sort of. After I hooked my hands behind her knees and threw her, cackling, to the bed.

"Whoa!" She laughed, "That was awesome!" I smiled down at her and undresssed her hungrily kissing at every inch of newly exposed skin. And such skin! Peach colored and covered in blonde peach fuzz and smelling of (nope!) October. I swear to god, her skin smelled like pancakes and autumn leaves. I remember wondering, momentarily, if she worked at Yankee Candle. Finally I had exposed her pale, firm, beautiful tits. They were as beautiful as I'd imagined. Sweet 19 year old nipples as sensitive as they were pink and puffy. I took my time, licked around them in little circles. She gasped at each new sensation and settled back as if on clouds. Tits are awesome, aren't they?

As I explored and enjoyed her breasts with my mouth, my one hand was tousling her hair while the other undid her fly and slid my hand over her slippery-wet panties. "Wow! You are just soaked!"

"I am so sorry."

"For what? That's great!"

"Really? I thought guys were grossed out by that?"

"Are you fucking nuts?"

I pulled her pants off with both hands. Plain white panties with pond in the middle. I buried my face in it, kissing, finding the crease of her lips and tonguing it. She writhed like a snake and arched her back. I crawled up on top of her and kissed her mouth deeply. Her tummy had definition yet softness. I couldn't get over it. My cock was pressing against the wet spot on her panties. I'd left them on, I wanted to be sure. I wanted her to be sure.

I kissed her ear, her cheek, her mouth, her neck and pressed my erection into her panties, pushing them into her. She winced, grimaced. It hurt. I stopped.

"We don't have to."

"I want to."

"I want to, too… we're good friends, right?"

"Yeah. We can… I can. We can do…"

I looped my finger around the crotch of her panties and tugged softly. She lifted her ass off the bed and goodbye underwear. They're probably still in orbit somewhere. USS Pantyprize. Her lips were slick as olive oil. I pressed my finger in. Tighter than any girl I'd ever felt. She grit her teeth a little. Not even the first knuckle… that's tight even for a virgin.

"This won't be good if you don't relax," I told her. She was scared. More than another virgin would have been. I got the feeling she might have tried this before. But she nodded, took a deep breath, and loosened up a little. My finger pushed in and touched her hymen. OK.. I got on top and kissed her and put her hands on the back of my neck. "Just relax and let me do the driving." She nodded and pressed her lips together and said come on. I tickled her pussy lips with the head of my cock and pressed it in. No joy. Ok, more rubbing. Thank god we were both so into it or I'd have never… gotten… in to it. After a few tries I slipped it in and her eyes shot open and she whimped and moaned. I was against her hymen, I could tell, and she was squeezing the head like a velvet vice on a marble ball. Wait, she said. I can do it fast, I said. She was taking little gasping breaths, but she opened her thighs wide and nodded and said do it. I pulled out just a tiny bit and pushed in harder until her hymen cracked and her muscles trembled and relaxed and I was buried to the hilt, stretching her wide and tapping her cervix.

It took her a while to regain her breath, during which time I held us together with a hand on her ass and rolled onto our side, hugging her, kissing her gently. Finally she spoke. She told me this was amazing. I asked her if it hurt and said yes, but finish. I gave her the gentle, deep, short strokes maybe an inch out and in until I was at the point of no return and pulled out fast and came on her tummy. We lay together, hugging, cuddling, but not for long. Allie got washed and dressed pretty quick and I followed suit. Why? June had, evidently, whispered to her not to fuck me on her bed. Whoops. But that wasn't all I learned.

June had told Allie some of her plans for me. She wanted to fulfill some fantasies. I had surmised some of it already, but Allie filled me in: June wanted me fucked by her other big dicked friend, Nate. She wanted to be there, orchestrating the whole thing, and also to be fucked by me while I was fucked by Nate. Wow, alright, good to know! Not long ago I'd have never even considered it, but June was really pulling a number on me. It wasn't easy to find a woman who wanted to dominate a big guy like me, let alone one who could match my strength of personality. And especially not one with both those qualities that also knew when I wasn't interested in being bossed around. But June was all those things, and it turned me on immensely. I was genuinely thinking about it, despite never having even met Nate. I thanked Allie and she said it was no problem, and that if I ever wanted to sleep at her place I was welcome. Well, well, well! Life was improving immeasurably. And, miracle of miracles, June somehow psychically knew I was aching for a meatball sub and walked in the door with three. Sniffing the air, she giggled and said she could tell we had fun.

June set the subs down on the table and went in the bedroom to drop her bag. Oh God Dammit, she said. She'd seen the bed. If it had been a cartoon there would have been an Allie shaped hole in the front door.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3uu476/opened_2_mf_mfm_bi_true