Category: gonewildstories

This all happened a few summers ago, but I’ve been thinking a lot of it recently. I thought I’d share.
Early into my relationship with my boyfriend (let’s call him M), I confessed to him that I might be bisexual. Like any good boyfriend, he was gracious to offer me the chance to explore my sexuality while we were together. He offered a one-way open relationship for me to explore with women. As nice of an offer as that was, I knew one of his bucket list items was to have an FFM threesome. I thought the solution was clear, I told him that I was too shy to explore alone and that I would want his support. We agreed to a threesome.
We didn’t know how to find a bisexual, F, our age who would be interested in a threesome. However, one day, M reconnected with an old high school friend of his (lets call her K). While they were catching up, she let slip that she came out as bi. M, in keeping up with the conversation, admitted that I was bicurious. He explained that I wasn’t ready to put a label on my sexuality until I had my experience. M told K that we were looking for a third. Well, a few weeks later, K sent M a message while she was drunk and confessed that she would love to volunteer to explore with me. We were really excited about the offer but were aware that she volunteered herself to explore with me, but not as a third in a FFM. That didn’t discourage us and I told M to tell K that I would love to hook up with her.
The next week, the three of us decided to hang out. M has a pool in his backyard, so we invited K for a swim. K arrives around 9pm, with a bottle of wine and some weed. We all had a few sips and changed into our swimsuits. There wasn’t any action at this stage, but I could tell there was some sexual tension in the air.
At this stage, I think it’s important to describe each of us (for your visual pleasure). I am 5’4″, blonde, slim with a nice ass and a flat stomach. M is 6″ athletic build with dark hair and abs. K is 5’6″, dark long curly hair, and I would describe her as slim thick.
Once we got into our swimsuits, we made our way outside to the pool. It was dark but the backyard lights were on. As we all waddled into the pool and got used to the temperature, K and I looked at each other and started getting giggly. A mix of wine, weed, and sexual tension, we didn’t know how to react – especially with M standing a few feet away with a VERY visible boner. I commanded M to turn off the lights (because we didn’t want to give the neighbours a show) but also it would give K and I a few seconds alone. When he got back, the backyard was pitch black and you could barely see in front of you. That’s when K leaned in and kissed me. Fireworks went off inside me, kissing a girl felt so right. She had soft lips. After about 10 seconds we pulled away, we both looked at M and he had the biggest smile on his face… and his boner somehow got harder.
K and I kissed a few more times, getting more and more confident. We started touching each other’s tits and letting out little moans. At this point, I was drenched… and not from the pool. M came up behind me and pressed his body up against me and I could feel his hard dick under his swimsuit. K was looking at him too. I looked at K and told her, you know you can kiss him to if you want. Both of them looked at me for approval, then at each other, and then leant in for a kiss. It was really sexy seeing her kiss him, I imagined that’s what it looks like when he kisses me. After a moment, he then kissed me. We jokingly tried a three way kiss, which made us laugh more than gave us any pleasure.
Now, that we were getting comfier and hornier, we all started taking turns kissing each other and touching each other. As K kissed me, M unstrung my bikini. As K kissed M, I revealed her tits. Within minutes we were naked in M’s pool. What turned me on the most was going down to finger K for the first time, only to feel M’s hand already firmly exploring K with his fingers.
Having now played as much as we could in the pool, we decided to head back into the house and continue from there. As we got to M’s room, we were half dressed, half naked. We started drying off and all just changing in the middle of the room. M asked me if I liked watching him kiss K. I confessed it was really hot, he then took a seat on his bed, motioned K to come over, placed her naked on his lap, and start kissing her while looking at me. I almost melted. I joined them on the bed.
K, being such a great guest and volunteer, M and I decided to pamper her. We laid her down and took turns eating her out, making time to kiss each other so we could taste K on each other’s lips. M then took over and started eating her out and I could hear by her moans she was getting close. As a good host, I crawled to her mouth and started kissing her and sucking her tits. Within minutes, K came in M’s mouth while moaning into mine. But the show wasn’t over there.
I propped up K and led her to the floor. I told M to sit at the edge of the bed. I started kissing K and jerking off M’s cock. I’ve never felt him harder. I then pulled off of K and motioned her to M’s dick. She obliged. She started sucking M like I’ve never seen before. He started breathing heavy and twitching. She was clearly doing something that I’ve never done before. She then took her mouth and gave me a slobbery kiss that was a mix of her spit and M’s precum. It tasted delicious. I then took my turn sucking M’s dick as M played with K’s tits with one hand and playing with my hair with his other. He warned me he was close, but I didn’t listen. I started sucking harder and harder until M came so much in my mouth. Instead of swallowing like I usually do, I turned to K and started to kiss her. Half the cum transferred in her mouth. Instead of swallowing, we both kept kissing, making a mess of M’s cum on both of our faces and dripping onto our tits and laps.
Once we were done, both K and M wanted to make me cum, but by now we were all exhausted. We collapsed onto the bed and agreed to do this again. Once K left, I told M how happy I was to finally confirm I was bisexual… I also found out I might like watching my boyfriend pleasure another girl. M and I agreed, this wasn’t going to be our last FFM threesome. Since then, we’ve had a few more if you guys liked this story, maybe I’ll share another one with you.