A Threesome with your Not-Girlfriends

You got confirmation from Sabrina that she andEmma wouldn’t be joining you at the waterpark when you checked your phone from the locker where you had put all your bags. You were a little disappointed - four bikini-clad babes were almost undeniably better than two, after all, and you kind of wanted to see the look on the random waterpark staff faces when another gorgeous woman was flirting with and kissing you right along with the other two. Not to mention the fact that you just loved Sabrina and wanted her to be happy and near you.

Once that was confirmed, and you passed it on to Tash and Becks, it didn’t take long for the flirting to have moved into high gear. The three of you dried off, and they put their clothes back on while you went and got changed into your shorts again. When you returned to them, all ready to go, you found out Becks had ordered up an Uber back to her place for all three of you.

The ride was ****. You sat in the front passenger seat, trying not to buzz with energy for what was to come. You’d been with both Tasha and Becks solo before, but a group setting without either Gemma or Sabrina was new - obviously, you would have preferred if both your girlfriends could have been there too, but new and different were good too. The girls sat in the back, occasionally whispering something back and forth and chuckling quietly. At one point Tasha, sitting directly behind you, reached forward and stroked the side of your neck with her fingertips. Just that little extended touch sent a thrill through you.

It was a rush to get up to Becks’ apartment, and the three of you didn’t have any need for more pre-foreplay chitchat. The clothes came off in a whirlwind as you were kissing one or the other of them, stumbling towards her bedroom and the bed in a three-person cluster. You buried your face in Tasha’s bare tits after your shirt came off, and got pushed down to sit on the edge of the bed by Becks before she got your rock-hard cock in one hand and stroked it while she kissed with the sort of hungry passion you would have expected Helen of Troy gave whatever his name was before the siege of Troy. Or something.

Intelligent literary comparisons were a little hard to grasp at the moment.

“Share,” Tasha said, having gone to her knees in front of you, leaning in and pressing her tit to your leg. Becks quickly joined her, making room, and they both laughed as you groaned when two tongues slithered up the sides of your shaft.

“I know oral is good, and good oral is great,” Becks hummed as she tilted your cock towards Tasha in offering. The blonde slurped the head between her lips, smiling at you with her eyes. “But is there really that big a difference between one of us blowing you and two?”

“Um,” you groaned, trying to think clearly as Tasha used her tongue to tease every curve of your cock. “It’s different? Two women doing oral is like… the physical sensations are additive. Two sets of lips, two tongues, two sets of hands. Is two people massaging you better than one? Maybe, but it’s definitely more overwhelming. And then - Oh, fuck, Tasha - then there’s the psychological stuff.”

“The fact that you’ve got two horny babes on their knees, horny as fuck and dreaming about slobbering on your cock?” Tasha asked, pulling her lips from you and offering it back to Becks, who smirked and took up the offer.

“I’d put it a liiittle more poetic than that, but yeah,” you groaned.

“Ooh, poetic,” Tasha grinned, reaching in and teasing her fingers along your sack while Becks sucked on you slowly. “Let’s hear it.”

“Fuck, um, OK,” you said, shaking your head and trying to ignore the delicious feelings they were sending through you. “Most guys have certain fantasies, from simple to more complex. Each of you, and Sabrina, and Gemma, you’re all fantasy women already. Gorgeous. Intelligent. Funny. Full of positive personality traits that I’m specifically attracted to. And you’re all also ridiculously hot in your own ways. Fuuuck, you’re hot.” You lost your train of thought for a moment as Becks slid her mouth more to the side of your cock instead of sucking it straight on, which made room for Tasha to get in there as well and they started making out around it. “Um. Two women is another fantasy, two women like you is an even bigger one. Living out a fantasy like this? It makes me feel like a fucking king. It’s an endorphin rush, and ego boost. It’s Christmas morning as a kid, except Santa is real and he’s a perverted motherfucker and we’re adults. It’s feeling like the luckiest man in the world, and knowing that as long as I keep putting in the effort, this fantasy-in-reality situation can continue between us for as long as we want it to.”

“OK,” Becks said, pulling away from your cock to give Tasha space to take you fully into her mouth again. “That was a pretty fucking good answer. And just so you know, I don’t know how, but you’ve become my fantasy. Like all of you. Sabrina, Gemma, and you, Tasha. My fantasies never had faces before. If I was getting off, it was mostly just to porn or the vague idea of a guy with a big dick and big hands. Now I’m… well, let’s just say everything new I keep dreaming up I get to act out with four super sexy people.”

Tasha came off your cock laughing, clearly at something she’d thought of, just her hand holding your cock for a moment. “Since we started fucking, I haven’t even needed to masturbate except for last night when I got all turned on but we couldn’t do anything,” she grinned at you. “Talk about giving me blue clit, John.”

“What did you get off to?” you asked with a curious grin.

“Porn,” Tasha said. “Amateur stuff. I like finding couples who do stuff together and post content on Twitter. I don’t need whole scenes or anything, just snapshots and clips.”

Note to self, we might want to expand our social media, you thought. Tasha likely wasn’t the only woman in the world who liked the ‘amateur couple’ thing.

“Speaking of amateur porn,” Becks said, standing up and walking over to where she’d dropped her beach bag. She pulled out her phone and sauntered back over, completely unashamed in her glorious nudity. “We’re supposed to take some pictures for Gemma. And send them to Sabrina, too.”

You chuckled, shaking your head as you once again tried to wrap your mind around the absolutely wild relationship you were in. Your girlfriends not only shared you, but set up situations to share you with your friends, and wanted dirty pictures of the events.

Luckiest man in the world for sure.

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