[Part 2] My First Threesome [MFF] [Long Story]

The two days leading up to the wedding were two of the most relaxing days of my life. Whenever Teresa was off doing wedding party activities with Nikki and the girls (which was often), I jetted down to the beach down the road from our condo to lay out and people watch. It felt great to do nothing but lay on a beach and drink mai tais.

The only downside to Teresa being so busy was we didn’t have much time for any more fun sexual encounters like we had on the plane. We had time at night, sure, but sex in the privacy of our condo is not quite as scintillating.

That’s not the reason we were here though. The day of the wedding had arrived, and Teresa was up and gone at the crack of dawn. I guess they had a whole grand morning planned out for Nikki before her big day. Massages, pedicures, the whole works. Why they didn’t do it the day before the wedding is beyond me.

[Part 1] My First Threesome [MFF]

Teresa, my now fiancée, and I met our junior year of college. Turns out we had crossed paths multiple times in the years prior with same classes and such, but had somehow never noticed each other. That is until one day I was at the food court waiting for my order when I saw the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on.

I’m not the confident type, and normally I wouldn’t even give it a second thought, but I felt it in my bones that I just had to take my shot. So, I swallowed hard and approached her. When I got to her, and keep in mind I was probably uncomfortably close to her at this point, my mind just froze. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t speak, hell I’m not even sure I was breathing. She probably thought I was having some sort of seizure or something. Anyway, I shook my head and blurted out some lame pick up line I had heard in a movie once. Naturally, she laughed at me and turned and walked away.

My Adventure in the Mountains [MF] [Long Story]

My brother, David (we call him Dave), invited me on his annual ski trip. Every year, he rents the same swanky cabin up on a mountain for a long weekend getaway. Normally, I wouldn’t be interested, but because of quarantine and all that shit I was itching to get out and do…well, anything. I figured being the third wheel to him and his fiancée Karen would be worth a free ski trip. So, I agreed. 

It was about a 3 hour drive from where we lived, so we left pretty early in the morning so we could take advantage of being on the slopes most of the day. It was dark and I was tired, but we took a turn into a neighborhood that I knew we didn’t need to go through to get to the cabin. 

“Where are we going?” I asked. 

Dave and Karen glanced at each other, both hesitant to answer me. It was almost like they were playing a game of silent chicken, to see who would speak up first. 

“Well?” I said firmly, “you’re gonna have to tell me at some point.” 

Dave sighed. “We’re picking up Sarah, she’s coming too.” 

The Night I Finally Ditched the Friend Zone [MF] [Long Story]

Every summer, my family goes on a trip for a week or two, depending on the destination. We go somewhere different every year. Camping, vacationing in Hawaii, Alaskan cruise, standing out like sore thumbs in New York because we were *those* tourists. You name it, we’ve probably done it. My dad has always said he would rather spend money on trips because belongings come and go, but memories last forever. Kinda lame but also a motto I’m extremely thankful for. 

I was home for the summer from my freshman year at college. I had no idea where we were adventuring to this year, but I was excited. I was attending college two states over, and I hadn’t been home since spring break. Growing up, we had always done things as a family, and I missed that while I was at school.

I know I know, college is supposed to be a time for soul searching, becoming independent and finding out who you are and figuring out your shit, at least that’s what I was lead to believe. So as lame as it might sound being basically a sophomore in college and wanting to spend summer with my family, I was really looking forward to it. This trip was basically the highlight of my year throughout my childhood, and this year was no different. 

Electricity Fills the Air [MF]

I was jolted awake by a clap of thunder. Our room was black except for the faint red glow of our digital clock. I could hear the wind howling and the rain slapping against the window. I sat up and squinted to make out the time. 

*2:37? Fuck that*, I thought as I laid back down. It was at that point that I noticed the tent my cock had pitched under the sheets.

A smile crept over my face. *Maybe the thunder woke up Cassie too.* I extended my arm to run my fingers through my wife’s hair, hoping we could make the best of the situation, but my hand was met by only her pillow. 

“Cassie?” I moved my hand further over until I had reached the edge of the bed. “Babe?” 

No answer. I rolled over to turn on my lamp when I noticed the bedroom door was slightly cracked. 

I got up to investigate. As I approached the door I could see a dim glow illuminating the hallway. I opened our door and saw the source of the light was coming from the guest bathroom. 

The Woman from the Bar [MF]

I sighed heavily as the bartender poured my second whiskey neat. I brought the glass to my nose and twirled it, inhaling deeply. I closed my eyes as the woody aroma flooded my nostrils.

“I guess I’m striking out tonight, Pete,” I said after taking a sip.

“No, no, no…no way,” Pete was waving his hand in the air, “get that shit outta here, I don’t need your mopey ass taking up a spot at my bar.”

I chuckled into my glass and gulped down the rest of my drink. I exhaled sharply and shook my head. “Whoo! Alright, one more then I’ll be out of your hair for the night.”

My eyes followed Pete as he walked to the other end of the bar to grab another bottle. He reached up and grabbed the bottle from the shelf and that’s when I saw her. I locked eyes with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had brilliant green eyes and long flowing frosty blonde hair with a perfect amount of loose curls throughout. She was wearing a tight, deep blue dress that fit her figure perfectly. She was average height, maybe a bit taller, and curvy in all the right places. It was obvious she was proud of her appearance and took care of her athletic body.