Background: Stella and I were best friends in high school. I had always had a crush on her. We’re both now in our mid 20’s. She’s 5’10” and slender with long legs and brown eyes with dark black hair that falls to just above her shoulders. I’m 5’5” and curvier with brown hair and green eyes. When she found out I had recently come out as bi and was going to open up my relationship with my SO, she texted me and propositioned me for a threesome with her boyfriend, Michael. I initially wasn’t sure if it was a good idea because we were such close friends and I turned her down. Then, this happened.
Author: Yellow_umbrella215
My [F] first threesome [FFM] at a burlesque show
Context: I was on a girls trip when this happened. I’ve recently become interested in women, so my husband and I thought this would be a great opportunity for me to experiment. I’ve followed this reddit from afar for a while and now that I have something to share with you all, I’m excited to participate. I hope you enjoy!
I stepped out of the shower and ran my towel through my hair, sweeping it up onto the top of my head and wrapping my robe around my body. I walked back to my room at the hostel, passing a few people in the common area and internally blushing at the thought of being so close to naked around strangers. I contemplated what I should wear as I shifted through my suitcase, deciding on a black dress with a new necklace I had bought earlier that week. I slipped the black dress over my still slightly wet body and gently fastened the necklace around my neck. I finished up my hair and makeup and waited on my friend, Jenna, to finish up before heading out to the common area. I poured myself a drink and sipped nervously, scanning the room. A few people were playing beer pong and sitting around talking. Jenna and I decided to play foosball (she kicked my ass) and then joined a few other girls to play beer pong, which I am admittedly also horrible at. At this point I was feeling pretty tipsy, but I go to grab another drink before leaving for the burlesque show. As I’m pouring vodka into my cup, I hear someone to my right say “I like your dress.” I look up to see a blonde woman around my age wearing a Wisconsin T-shirt and jean shorts. I smile and say thank you. We start talking-she’s from Oregon, finishing up her degree, but originally from Wisconsin. She’s here with her boyfriend who is from Scotland, but also now lives in Oregon.