Author: dppcreativewriter

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ck7b44/mmf_hooking_up_with_a_girl_and_sharing_her_with/)

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*’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…*

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He guided her back towards him, and Carrie kept one hand on my cock as she turned and bent, her head dipping toward my friend’s lap. I could see her bobbing up and down, her hand moving in the same way as she’d stroked me. Rather than keep standing up awkwardly, I sat back next to her on the other side, so she was between the two of us. She let go of my shaft while I moved and then reached back for it again, her slim fingers gripping gently, sliding up and down the wet, slippery length, giving a little twist of her wrist at the base. I could hear her slurping and sucking, and could imagine she was touching Luke in the same way. His fingers were still working between her legs, her panties around her thighs, so I cupped her tits again, playing with her stiff little nipples, pinching a little… she lifted her head, gasping for air. Read more »

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.

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But just over a year ago, we shared a girl for the first time, and this is that story.

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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. Read more »

One of my best friends was celebrating his 30th last weekend, so I drove a few hours to celebrate. He’s inherited a huge family house with land, and had set up a marquee with a DJ, and was giving up the spare bedrooms for guests to crash. When I got there, he broke the news that I was sharing a room with him, on his floor – not my first choice, but at least it didn’t mean I had to leave and travel to a hotel.

It’s an old place, with one shower, and as I was walking up the stairs to his room after cleaning up, I passed another bedroom with the door open. A pretty blonde woman, kneeling just inside the doorway, doing her make-up in the mirror. ‘Annabel,’ she reminded me with a smile, and we shook hands briefly, kissing on the cheek. I’d met her at another party, a couple of years ago. She was married now, I discovered during our quick, friendly chat, but her husband was staying at home to finish some work project. She asked me if I thought she should change into a dress and heels, as it looked muddy outside. Read more »