Luke and I have been friends for close on five years – we met through work and started going to the gym together, so we became close, not just colleagues, and we’ve been on guys’ weekends away as well as work trips. During those trips one or both of us has often hooked up with a girl. Sometimes I’ve been fucking in the bathroom while he takes the bed, if we had a shared hotel room, or one of us will go to the bar and wait, to give the other guy some space.
But just over a year ago, we shared a girl for the first time, and this is that story.
We were at a work conference, sharing a big suite on a high floor of a modern hotel, and we’d gone out to check the local bars on the Friday night after the panels and discussions were over. We were separated for a while and when I found Luke, he was obviously in flirty conversation with a woman in her twenties (we’re both early 30s). She was slim, petite, with shoulder-length dark hair. Both of us are around 6’2 and pretty athletic, so a petite girl looks really small next to him, and he was having to bend down close to hear what she was saying. I caught his eye and was prepared to give him some space, but he introduced me, and she seemed happy to talk to us both: her name was Carrie and she worked nearby. She was here with friends, but they’d also drifted off.
After a while it became pretty clear that she didn’t mind talking to two guys at once. When Luke went to the bathroom she turned to face me fully, giving me the same kind of steady, flirtatious gazes, and resting her hand on mine briefly, or brushing my arm. Again, I made sure I caught his eye when he came back, and checked that he was OK with it, but he just raised his eyebrows and shrugged. We’d had an experience in a club once of a drunk girl saying she’d love to sleep with us both, but we hadn’t followed through with it, and so this was pretty new territory. When she excused herself, we had a quick conversation, both recognising what was going on and what might happen next, and we agreed we’d just keep our minds open, and go with the flow.
As we drank more and the bar became louder and more crowded, Carrie was pressed close between the two of us, with us, again, having to bend down to talk to her – I felt her breath against my neck and her lips against my ear, and realised that while she had her hand slid around my waist, she was doing the same with my buddy, stroking his leg. We exchanged shrugging smiles again, and when she suggested going back to the hotel suite, we were fine with it. If I’d been on my own, I would have made a move earlier, but the idea of doing anything sexual with my friend involved was still a little weird to me. We’d undressed together, of course, as you do if you’re sharing a room or at the gym, and even showered, but ideally I’d rather have privacy when I’m with a girl. Still, it seemed like an interesting opportunity, and if either of us was uncomfortable, we could always just decide she was going to get one or the other of us, not both.
She was a little quieter in the cab and the elevator – less obviously flirty, as if she was nervous but excited, and wondering what she might have let herself in for – but we both kept stroking her back, or touching her waist, just to reassure her. Back in the room, we opened more beers and sat on the couch – there was a living area, kitchen, bathroom and twin bedroom, with massive, tall windows overlooking the city lights at night – and sat on either side of her.
Luke kissed her first. I was fine with that, and not freaked out by having my friend kiss a girl right next to me – that kind of thing happens in bars and clubs. But then she broke off, breathing faster, and turned to me, her lips wet and shiny. I met them with mine, and her tongue pushed into my mouth, circling, as her palm roamed over my chest, through my shirt. I was instantly turned on, and relaxed into it, letting my tongue slide against hers, her lips parting into an open, deep kiss. She let out a gasp and soft moan, and I found myself groaning deeply against her mouth, feeling her undo a couple of my buttons and slip her hand in against my bare skin.
Then she whimpered, a new, more intense sound, and I realised Luke was cupping her breasts through her shirt, squeezing and rubbing his fingers over her nipples while she made out with me. Carrie was breathless already, her cheeks flushed – much more turned on than you’d expect from a girl just kissing one guy, as if the situation, and the sensation of two guys on either side of her, was accelerating her arousal. She lifted her arms and helped Luke tug her shirt off, revealing her black bra – then he guided her face back to his. She turned to him with another moan, and soon they were lost in making out with each other while I lifted her hair from her neck, kissing her there, letting her feel my lips on her bare shoulders, and running my hands down her sides.
‘Oh my god,’ she panted as she came up for air. ‘Oh my fucking god, this is so hot.’
Luke’s fingers were reaching for her bra, and I finished unbuttoning my shirt, pushing it off and dropping it. Her bra went loose and slid off between us as she turned back to me, taking in my toned chest and running her palms over my skin. This time it was me who cupped her small breasts, squeezing them lightly in my hands and pinching her nipples.
‘Oh fuck,’ she whispered, almost to herself. ‘I can’t believe this is happening.’
‘You OK?’ I checked.
‘Yes!’ she exclaimed, her lips lifting back to mine in another deep, eager, open-mouthed kiss, her tongue exploring. Behind her, I could sense that Luke was undressing – I didn’t pay so much attention, not wanting to focus on it, and concentrating on the feeling of her hands sliding over my chest as her nipples stiffened against my fingers. I was already rock hard, and when she let her hand drop to my jeans, she quickly found my bulge and squeezed lightly, then stroked, breathing hard right in my ear.
Luke reached for her other hand and guided it back, and I heard her moan as her fingers closed around the shape of his shaft – he was now just in boxers, so I knew she’d be able to feel it clearly. His breathing was shallow and urgent as he reached around her, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. She lifted up off the couch a little to let him tug them down, and kicked them off. I wanted her hand on me too, so I did the same, standing to push my jeans to my feet. She was now gazing right at the outline of my stiff cock, jutting against my boxers, while her other hand worked my friend’s shaft through the material of his underwear – she was just in panties now herself.
‘Can I suck it?’ she begged.
I didn’t look at Luke – it felt too weird, in this intimate situation, though I could see what she was doing in the corner of my eye. Instead I simply tugged my boxers down at the front, letting my cock spring out, watching her face as she saw it for the first time.
She looked up at me, reached for it and circled her fingers around the base, slowly stroking, then leaned closer and took the head into her mouth, her lips in a firm but soft O-shape as she slid them up and down.
I couldn’t help groaning. ‘Oh, fuck.’
‘That good?’ she murmured, lifting her head for a moment and licking the head.
‘Don’t stop,’ I gasped, sliding my hand into her hair, gripping it and keeping her there, feeling the rhythm of her movement as she eased her mouth up and down, up and down, with slow, deliberate sucks. I closed my eyes, overwhelmed by the sensation, and opened them again as I heard her moan louder, raising her head. Luke had pulled her panties down and had his hand between her legs…
**This was an unusual experience so glad it’s appealed to some people – I’ve written more here, sorry for splitting it into two but it’s getting long**
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I want to read more!!
This is amazing and saddened that the rest wasn’t posted
Yes more this is great so far
this is great!
great start very hot
My dreeeeaaaaammm!!!!!!
This girl could be me.
Sorry, bisexuals, this is another MFM that’s mistagged.
Better sorry than 50 shades of Grey
Ohhh my bad
Hey u/dppcreativewriter, I know you probably don’t know this but MMF implies that the guys mess around too. MFM is when the female is in the middle.