[M]y [F]irst Threeso[m]e | 2016

(There was a looong build up to the action because I felt like it was important…but since I was way over the character limit, I've posted the abridged version up here. For the full version, see the comments below.)

From the moment Justin, my boyfriend, uttered the word “threesome” over drinks that night, there had been a growing heat between my legs. We’d gone over it again and again, debating the sensibility of doing it. Mike, Justin’s best friend, was wary that Justin might not realize what he was agreeing to – was he really okay seeing his girlfriend get fucked by another man? And me? I thought he was being crazy…but oh my god how much did I want it to happen. I’d fantasized about it countless times, and here we were, actually contemplating it.

We finished our drinks and piled into a cab together. We reach our place. Moment of truth –“Well, do you want to come in?” ….Mike came in. It was at this moment that we all knew it was going to happen. Didn’t know how yet, but it was going to happen. Because there was no way he was going to walk into our place without something happening now. Not after all that build up.

The sexual tension was palpable. My boyfriend sat on the couch and got out his xbox, while Mike and I had a look at some of his toy figures on the shelf. I dropped one out of sheer nerves, and as I bent over to pick it up, I stuck my ass out towards Mike. He grabbed my hips for a millisecond and it was like electricity shot between us. That’s it, just a touch, and I almost lost it, gasping. Pulling myself up, I tried to compose myself and went to sit with Justin. He looked at both of us and just said “Well, common, let’s do this.” I looked at him, “I’m not doing anything without knowing you want to. So you have to start it.”

…and with that he got off the couch, pulled me up by my hair and pushed me roughly against the wall in a flash, flipping me around to pull down the zipper on my dress, ripping it off me. Then, turning me again so that I was facing Mike, he continued to roughly strip me, picking me up and pulling my clothes off like I was a doll. I could see Mike staring at me, and as Justin pulled my bra off, he pounced, grabbing me around my waist and wrapping his lips around my nipple. Gasping, I threw my head back as Justin pulled down my panties, forcing his fingers into my now dripping wet pussy.

After all that build up, after all that tension, the moment of contact was like a fucking explosion – I almost blacked out, as if every nerve ending in my body was being stimulated.

This was really happening. Oh my god.

I felt a force pushing me down, and I heard my boyfriend’s voice whispering in my ear “Suck him.” I dropped instantly to my knees (so hard that I actually had bruising for a while after), eagerly pulling down Mike’s pants. I remember the moment his cock bounced free – long and thick just as I had imagined. I only saw it for about a millisecond though, because the moment it was out I took him into my mouth, stretching my lips around him. Goddamn, it just felt right. I wanted to taste every single inch of him, feeling him hit the back of my throat as he started to thrust into my face, his hands tangled in my hair. I felt my boyfriend move next to me, and reached out to stroke his cock as I choked on Mike’s. My eyes were tearing, I needed to breath, and I felt totally used. And. I. Loved it.

I could feel my wet cunt between my legs, but I couldn’t do a thing about it. My hands were busy with the two cocks in front of me. I switched to sucking Justin’s cock partway through, and Mike knelt down to my level to play with me, squeezing and kneading my ass, so tantalizingly close to the folds of my pussy, my lips engorged and red with need. I moaned, pushing my ass out back towards him. He grunted, and pulled me up, pushing me onto the bed and bending me over, forcing my face into the bed.

I may have blacked out, maybe my eyes just rolled to the back of my head, I don’t know – but the moment he entered me, all I saw was black, and my entire existence became the feeling of him inside me. He fucked me hard and rough, my hands gripping onto the sheets for dear life, as my tits bounced with every thrust. He bent over me, grabbing at my flesh, insistent and wanting, taking every bit of me. It was this, right here, that gave me my love of being taken from behind. That animal like domination that comes out in guys in that position is fucking exhilarating.

I screamed into the bed as it shook, the force of his thrusts pushing me forward. I had forgotten completely about Justin until I felt him get on the bed in front of me. He pulled my head up from the bed by my hair and guided his cock into my open lips. He thrusted forward, as Mike continued to fuck me from behind. I moaned around his cock, feeling full in every way. I was their little toy.

(…I got so horny remembering how good it felt to be taken like this that I had to take a break from writing to take care of myself.)

I heard them high five over me and laugh, then they both pulled away. Justin lay down, his hard cock glistening with my saliva, while Mike pulled me over and pushed me onto Justin, positioning himself behind me. I moved up, straddling Justin’s cock, feeling the head parting my pussy lips. I sank down, taking him to the hilt, gasping as I felt him hit the end, then bent over leaving my ass open for Mike. The head of his cock pressed against my tight asshole and then, with a push, sank deep into me. I have never felt so full in my life. It felt so good, both my holes stretched to capacity. That bit of pain that I love. Fuck.

They moved slowly at first, probably wary of touching each other, but as my moans got louder, they got faster and soon I felt like I was going to be torn apart in the best way possible. I came, screaming and bucking so hard they both had to hold onto me to keep me from coming off their cocks. I collapsed onto Justin’s chest, breathing heavily.

They moved to pull out of me, and I moaned as the feeling sent extra shocks through me body. I rolled onto my back, still totally out of it, and they both got up. My boyfriend walked over to our sex cupboard and pulled out rope. He started tying me up, my hands up together by the headboard, then spreading my legs, and tying my ankles up by my head (something like this, but with rope: http://i.imgur.com/RAbza.png (yes, that’s me)) . Mike watched, stroking his cock, until my boyfriend was done. Then he stood back and said “Hurt her.”

I love pain. He knows I love pain. And Mike loves giving pain.

I was vaguely aware of my boyfriend moving to sit across the room, stroking his cock as he watched Mike prepare to abuse me. He grabed my panties and stuffed them in my mouth, then started to pinch my nipples. I moaned in pain and pleasure as he tugged and twistedthem, his hard cock inches from my exposed pussy. I wriggled my hips, dying to get closer, and in return in he slapped my cunt. Hard. The stinging brought tears to my eyes, but I moaned. I love being abused. “You like that? You like when I smack your pussy, you little whore?” He hit me again, and I moaned louder, my pussy turning red from his hand. “You shut your whore mouth, or I’m going to keep hitting you!” He slapped me again, and I tried to hold back, but I couldn’t. He hit me ten times, fast and hard, and I screamed. By the end I was almost crying, my clit stinging, and my legs tensed as I struggled against my bonds. Softly he brought his hand down and stroked me, making me whimper at his touch. I was so sensitive.

His fingers trailed down, dipping deep into my wetness and I gasped, but he pulled away quickly, teasing me, his fingers covered in my pussy juices. Pulling the panties out of my mouth, he stuck his fingers in, and I sucked on them greedily, desperately wanting to make him happy. “Good girl…now that’s enough!” and he pulled away, bringing his hand down hard onto my pussy again. I yelped, and in response he pulled my face around, moving my knee so that his cock was at my mouth. “I told you to shut your fucking mouth,” and with that he pushed his cock roughly into my mouth, one hand grabbing my hair, forcing me down he length, the other continuing to slap my cunt. I gagged as he fucked my face, until he pulled away. “That’s a good girl, choke on my big cock.”

He started to untie me, then lay down. “Ride me.” Yes sir. I jumped on in reverse cowgirl and rode him hard, my ass bouncing up and down on his cock I made eye contact with Justin across the room, his dick in his hand as he watched me lose control on his best friends cock. I smiled and rode harder and faster, cumming quickly, moaning and writhing on top of Mike, taking in every bit of his best friend that I could. As soon as I finished, he pulled out and told me to suck his cock. Yes sir. I licked my own juices off him, sucking him until he blew in my mouth, his cum dripping out the corners of my mouth and down my chin. Justin, who’s eyes had never left me, came over seconds later and came all over my face, wiping his dick around my lips to clean it off.

Cum covered, sweaty, and thoroughly spent, I wiped my face and collapsed into bed naked. Mike left soon after, and Justin came back into bed with me. We fucked one last time, and as we did he asked me if I liked feeling Mike’s hard cock inside me, and I moaned that it was amazing. And with that Justin’s pounding became harder and faster…angrier. I couldn’t breath, his weight crushing down on my body, my head hitting the wall with each thrust, pure destruction in his eyes. I was his piece of meat, and he wanted to make that clear. I’d never seen this side of him, and it turned me on like crazy. I came hard, and with a few final furious thrusts, and he filled up my pussy with his cum, leaving it inside me to drip out through the night. “You’re mine.” He climbed off me, lying down and holding me close as we fell asleep.