This happened a little while ago and is one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced. This is a new account for sharing some adventures I’ve gotten up to over the years, and everything is 100% true to the best of my recollection.
Context: I had been dating my gf approx. 6 months. Her friend is in a long-term relationship that had been having fundamental issues for a while. Unknown to me coming home Friday night, my gf had invited her friend over for drinks.
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I walked into my flat and my gf and her friend – let’s call the friend Sam – were on the sofa drinking wine and chatting. I hadn’t known Sam was coming over, but knowing how close they are, it’s not unusual.
My gf is gorgeous, and so is her mate Sam. They have the whole bruntette-blonde friend thing going on. Sam is one of those sexy-petite girls: late 20s, 5’2, slim but with a bubble-butt she works hard on (despite me trying to encourage some upper body stuff ;) ), medium perky tits that compliment her figure so well. Blonde hair, cute smile, and the only way I can describe this is kind eyes. She likes to smile, and it’s hard to decide if she’s more cute than sexy because she pulls off both depending on what she’s wearing or how she’s acting.
It’s about 7pm; I’m just back from the gym. I say my hellos, get into the shower, and make food. I ask the girls if they want any, but they’ve already eaten and it’s now I realise they’re already through a bottle of wine and onto the second.
I’m not really listening to the conversation, but hear snatches: Sam is having issues with the bf again. Not unusual recently. Money issues plus him going on a lads holiday had really pissed her off, and she’d seen he had downloaded Tinder after they’d had a major argument. He said he hadn’t used it, just done it out of frustration, but you can pick up on the issues.
I’d never met the guy, and only heard Sam’s POV. They’d been together a year or so but I’d always felt it was a covid thing from the way she spoke – get together because a little lonely, wasn’t really working since. Most of the time I’d felt she was trying to convince herself it was working more than anyone else.
So, they’re talking and drinking. The conversation I hear ebbs and flows from sad, to frustrated, to funny and then the classic tipsy-humour, as the wine vanishes in proportion.
By now it’s around 9pm. I have a drink with them, and chilling in the lounge, and I start getting asked questions by Sam. “What do I think of the situation?” and so on. I evade. Not really one for getting into that 9pm Friday, and the conversation goes to our gym regimes – it’s something we’re all passionate about. Sam’s a runner (it shows) but compliments me on my recent progress. Last few months, I’d made some major progress in strength and size and part of me think she’s flirting with me – but surely not in front of my gf. I dismiss it.
Then my gf joins in, and says how noticeable it is. I’m pretty flattered, but still don’t think anything more. But they both keep going with compliments, and then start complementing each other. Soon, “God, you’re strong though” becomes “I’m so jealous of your ass”.
Sams laughing but my gf is serious. “No, it’s amazing.” Then she asks me directly. “Isn’t Sam’s ass amazing?” I laugh but she presses it. “No, come on, I mean you can’t not see it , I mean look at the thing”. I’ve had a drink and agree – “Sam, it’s pretty amazing”.
They’re both flirting, laughing and drinking and then Sam starts telling my gf how lucky she is that we’re having a laugh as a couple, reiterating her issues, and my gf gets up, as if to emphasise the point, and sits on my lap. Not long after, and a few more flirty body-related questions, she starts making out with me.
It’s pretty hot. She’s tipsy, but always pretty sensual, and one kiss becomes another becomes another, and suddenly there’s a silence in the apartment as my gf and I are full blown making out in front of her friend. Neither of us pull away, and my hand slides to my eyes ass, and I start groping her tight figure. She shifts her weight, gets on me, and we start dry humping while making out.
After a while, my gf pulls back with a seriously mischievous look, looks back to Sam, and they both burst out laughing. Sam, a little breathless and definitely flustered, just says “that was so hot” and I can see she’s got her legs closed together and her hand trapped between them over her casual leggings.
My gf gets up and goes to sit back next to Sam again and – neither saying a word – Sam inches forward and then my gf does the same – and suddenly they’re making out.
Slow at first, then harder and their hands start to run down each others arm.
I watch for a bit, and this is hot enough to start. Sam, someone I’d thought was incredibly sexy and cute for the half year I’d known her, was making out with my gf on the sofa, hard.
I’d never seen this side to her ever.
I got up, joined my gf on the sofa, and sitting behind her, start feeling her up and kissing her neck as she’s making out with Sam. Mine and Sam’s hands cross a couple of times, and I’m not sure whos hand went under clothing first, but my gf’s top comes off and her bra follows.
She sits up, because we’re not exactly comfy on the sofa as hot as it is, and shifts position – sitting over Sam who ends up beneath next and next to me. They’re making out now as Sam’s rubbing my gf’s ass and my gf is feeling her up.
Sam’s hand creeps across to my leg, and starts rubbing it as they stop making out a moment, look at each other, and without saying a word, Sam looks at me that says more than enough and we start making out too.
Holy fuck is the first thing that goes through my head – I’m making out with this fit blonde – but honestly any notion of self realisation is gone as lust takes over.
Sam’s kissing, hard. Hungry. She’s had a shit time recently, we’ve all had a drink and have lowered inhibitions, and everyone is incredibly turned on. It’s not long I’m on top of her on the sofa, making out, between her legs with my gf on the end of the sofa watching, kissing Sam all over, and slowly undressing her.
Sam’s pulling down my joggers and I’m grinding against her pussy now – we both pull down her leggings and her panties come off in one motion. She’s pulled my dick out, jerks it for a few strokes, and I slide it into her raw.
Fuck, it feels incredible. She’s already absolutely soaking wet from the buildup and sexual tension and in moments I’m pounding her rhythmically into the sofa as her head is pressed into my gfs lap. Her tops up, tits out, and she’s throwing her head back as she arches her spine and moaning as I’m thrusting harder and deeper each time.
We fuck like that for a while, her legs spreading for a while then wrapping them around me as she cums the first time. We slow, make out, and she gets on top of me and starts to ride while we get our breath back before I turn her over, and fuck her prone on the sofa.
My gf is fingering herself watching the whole thing before she slides down and Sam starts eating her out. There’s a moment where we lock eyes and it’s one of the most intense experiences I’ve ever had – we’re both in absolute ectasy as we have a mutual friend giving us both incredible pleasure, each other the other enjoy her as I force my throbbing dick into her tight, soaking, technically-taken pussy and feel that big, sexy, arse I’d fantasied about enough times grinding against me.
We fuck like that, and soon I can feel climax reaching. I’m moaning, Sams cumming, and I say I’m gonna cum. She starts throwing it back even harder, her pussy gripping my dick like she hasn’t been fucked in weeks, and I pull over and shoot ropes of it all over her ass. Three, four, five, painting her perfect ass like a sexual canvas.
We collapse into a sweaty, messy heap and kiss a bit before I sit up.
Sam, blonde hair messed up and face completely flushed, literally looks to my gf and says matter-of-fact, “your boyfriend just fucked me”.
The absurdity of it and the release of the sexual tension means they’re both laughing. There’s nothing more to say. Totally unplanned, and Sam is lying there, naked on our sofa, having just eaten her friends pussy to orgasm, had a couple of her own, and her ass covered in cum.
I’m still rubbing Sams legs as I sit there getting my breath back too, and after we get a towel to clean up, we go to the bedroom and end up fucking for the night. It’s some of the best sex I’ve ever had, as now with the boundaries clearly crossed, I fuck Sam without any inhibitions and she’s the same, riding me in front of my gf, them eating and licking each other to completion, and fucking any which way we fancy, taking turns and joining in at different stages.
In the morning, the booze wearing off, there’s zero regrets. Sam and I fuck again, my gf waking up to us slowly going at it with the post-fucking energy of two people just enjoying getting each off.
I don’t think Sam’s bf ever found out, and a few weeks later they broke up, but I think it really ended that night. Sam was wild, realised she had a lot of pent-up frustration, and we ended up fucking several more times before she found a new bf. Every time, the sex was incredible, and I imagine we’ll end up fucking again at some point – there’s always that energy between us still.
Hope you enjoyed, and will post more stories soon.