I Met a Friend for Drinks and Wound Up Having My First Threesome
Sometimes, a casual meet up can turn into something completely unexpected.
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Wait, what friend?
This girl I knew from college. We’d been meaning to get together, but I kept putting it off. Then late one night, she texted me. The guy I’d been seeing and I had just cut things off, so I figured, Why not grab a drink?
How’d you get onto the topic of sharing a man?
Porn. She was obsessed with James Deen, and I told her I wasn’t really into porn. She offered to send me some stuff and asked if I was into girl-on-girl scenes. I told her I’d never really wanted to have sex with a woman, but I’d always wanted to have a threesome.
Did she have any experience with threesomes?
She told me that she’d just had one with two of our mutual friends. I was like, “That’s funny, I’d love to have one, but I don’t know how to set it up.” I thought I’d have to be so drunk to make the overture that I’d be too drunk to enjoy it. I guess she knew how to set up a threesome! She was like, “There’s this cute guy I just met on 3nder; do you want to see his picture?”
Was he cute?
There was nothing offensive about him. It was 1 a.m. by this point, and I was a little drunk. She was like, “Let me just text him to see if he’s free.”
Of course he was free for a threesome.
Yeah…but I wanted to get ready first. So she told him he could come over in an hour, and we took a cab back to her place in Manhattan. When we got there, he was waiting outside her apartment.
Eager!
Yes. She was like, “Hold on a sec.” We got into her shower together, I shaved my legs, and she let
me borrow some sexier underwear.
So you saw her naked before you had sex?
Yeah, but at that point, it felt like girly anticipation, like going to the spa or going skinny-dipping. She was beautiful, but I was nervous because she was thinner than I was. It ended up not mattering at all. We let him upstairs, and we all drank some wine and talked about our jobs. I think she started kissing me first.
What happened next?
We kissed for a while, and he told us to take off our clothes. We touched each other’s boobs, and then I noticed he had taken off his pants and was touching himself. All of that was nice!
So far, so good.
They kept complimenting me and telling me I was so sexy. They made it clear that even though it was my first time, they would take care of me. Then we went down on him at the same time.
That sounds…crowded.
It wasn’t! It organically happened. They both knew what they were doing and directed things. I followed.
Did you ever feel left out?
No. There was one point where he spanked her a lot—something they’d connected over on the Internet—but I’m not into that, so I just watched.
Did you like watching another woman get spanked?
I got so wet. I was turned on physically, but mentally I felt like I was on drugs, watching it as a third party. He fucked her, and he fucked me. It went on for a long time, like from 2 a.m. to 5 a.m.
What happened afterward?
We ordered nachos, and she told him, “You have to leave.” He asked if he could stay and cuddle, and she said no. We slept for a while, and later, I realized her bed faced a huge courtyard window with no curtains. Oops!
*Names have been changed
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