From my archives. This was one of the two positive FFM threesomes I’ve ever had. I’d initially met Ryan with Troy for an MMF and then he and I had hooked up just the two of us once also. Then he hit me up for an FMF with his girlfriend, whom I’d had no idea existed up until that point. I felt only mildly guilty for pretending not to know Ryan to Becky, but not enough to call the whole thing off.
Also, new writing to commence today, but until then enjoy this old one!
I arrived at Ryan’s apartment exhausted from a fitful night’s rest, but determined to get fucked and to eat pussy.
I’d pretended to ask for directions earlier from his girlfriend, Becky, and so there I was. On his doorstep. Again. About to fake a first meeting. I wondered if the lie was evident on my face, but took a deep breath and knocked.
Becky was in the bathroom when I stepped in and when she came out my breath was taken away. She is slight and fit, narrow-hipped with luminous hazel eyes. After hugging Ryan hello, I quickly closed the distance to her and hugged her tightly.
She and I had been exchanging sexy pics for weeks. She’s always been swift to reply and sweet and Ryan had spoken extremely highly of her. I wasn’t disappointed in person.
They were both dressed in their bathing suits, but I was too nervous to just head straight to the pool. I had a six pack of cheap beer under my arm and so requested that we just chill for a bit. It was fun and easy, though still weird for me. And not because I’ve fucked Ryan three times before and we were pulling a fast one on Becky, but because I always get nervous before these things.
A couple of beers in me and I’m a lot more relaxed. We decide to get more and to go swimming. I get my stuff from my car and change, then we head down. Ryan dozes on a lawn chair, Becky and I settle in the water with our beers. She sweetly compliments my bathing suit. I try hard not to be intimidated by her youthful figure and instead remind myself that they know what they like and maybe it’s not a perfect hard body (which I very much successfully fulfill).
We talk about expectations and what we like to do. I share with her a somewhat recent threesome I’d had Lina and Troy and tell her how god awful it’d been; how I’d been left out and ignored. She assured me that would never happen with her and Ryan.
A couple more beers and we’re all hungry. We head back upstairs and order pizza. Ryan goes for another beer run. Becky and I wait for the pizza guy and continue to get to know each other.
Suddenly I’m tired of waiting for something to happen. “Hey. You wanna take a shower with me?”
We laugh because it’s so ridiculous. We have less than 15 minutes before pizza is due to arrive.
“Sure!” she agrees. We start the shower and laugh the whole time, get naked and step in.
She’s significantly shorter than me; smaller than me in every way. Where I am soft and pliant, round and pendulous, she is narrow and tight, firm and muscular. Soap helps me explore her body and her different angles; her hands fill with my white breasts; water slips over us. I cradle her head in my hands and kiss her upturned face. Her lips are so soft, my breasts heavy on top of hers. I imagine we are quite the sight.
Then we hear the knock at the door. She throws on a towel and races to the front door. “You gotta come here, too!!” she shouts with laughter. I quickly finish my rinse and wrap a towel around me and meet her at the door. The pizza man is slack-jawed. Just then, Ryan waltzes in. We sign for the food, shut the door, and fall over laughing.
We grab our food and sit on his couch and accidentally end up watching a 2 hour movie. They had forgone a birthday party that night to keep hanging out with me and so my eye was trained to the clock; I didn’t want to disappoint them. Ryan repeatedly reassures me that he’s cool just hanging out because they’ve never “met a stranger” before and just had sex immediately, but I’m still determined to get fucked and eat pussy.
And then, once the movie was over, something clicks and the mood shifts.
Ryan gets on the floor in front of me and Becky and slides his hand up my dress to my pantiless pussy. “Take these off,” he says to Becky and tugs on her shorts and panties. She obliges. “And this,” and he tugs on her top.
She strips down and turns to me and helps me pull my dress off over my head.
Ryan’s mouth finds my warm and pulsing pussy. I moan. Becky’s mouth is on my breasts, nibbling on the tight peaks. I feel wrapped up in a big, sexual hug. These people are serious, precious, and lustful.
“Straddle her,” he says to her, and then I can no longer see him as her muscled thighs straddle my hips and her tan lines fill my view.
She leans over and kisses my neck the same moment Ryan slides his shaft inside of me…