The Slutty half-Korean

I say, “Let’s go with the one you guessed in the text: Lauren. She could be fun.”

Monica laughs, “Oh you would choose the slutty one. I’m not sure if she’s ever done a threesome before, but I’m sure she’d be down. I’ll text her to see when she can visit.”

Once we got a date of the visit, Monica came out with a plan:

Friday: pick her up from the airport

Saturday afternoon (which was Halloween): costumed bar crawl

Saturday evening: Dance club

Saturday night: threesome

Monica was so excited her friend had picked Halloween to visit. She tried to coordinate the costumes with Lauren. Lauren was really into comic books. She recommended we go as Batman villains.

She texted Monica: “Chandler should go as Bane because he has the muscles for it. You should go as Catwoman, and I’ll go as Poison Ivy.”

I didn’t look forward to wearing a mask all day, but whatever. I was excited to see Monica in form fitting black spandex. I knew her ass would look spectacular.

The date finally came and we picked Lauren up from the airport. She gave Monica a big hug, and then gave me a big hug, squeezing me tight against her soft body.

She looked similar to the pictures Monica had shown me. Cute face but with a distracting nose piercing that reminded me of a bull. A head shorter than me. A wide body with a very heavy chest. I could tell she had big boobs even under her coat. She said, “I hope it doesn’t snow tomorrow. I’m worried about my costume.”

“Don’t worry. It’s supposed to be sunny,” Monica replied as we waiting for her luggage to come down the baggage carousel. The girl had packed for a much longer trip than two days.

I wheeled her large bag out to the car. She had to pay extra for it since it weighed more than 50 pounds. Lauren watched me picked it up and load it into the trunk. She was impressed. She told Monica, “You got yourself a good one.”

I took us to a Mexican restaurant for a late night dinner. I ordered a pitcher for margaritas for the table. I had to stop after one because I had to drive, but the girls ordered more and drank them.

They laughed and giggled so much, especially when it came to guys. Lauren started to tell me about guys Monica had dated, “You are by far more attractive than them. My girl stepped up with you. I hope you’re treating her right.”

Monica giggled, “He definitely is treating me right…especially in bed.”

Lauren cheered, “Hell yeah! I’m in a drought. I haven’t been laid in a month. The guys suck.”

I asked her, “What’s your type?”

“Usually guys with big beards and tattoos,” Lauren said.

“Oh so I’m not your type,” I said, acting disappointed.

“Just because you’re not my type doesn’t mean I wouldn’t give your hot body a ride. No offense Monica.” Lauren said looking to her friend.

Monica replied, “Chandler wasn’t mine type either. But I discovered I had typically been choosing all the wrong guys.”

Lauren laughed, “Yeah you chose curly headed fucks, who didn’t even know about proper condom size.”

Monica raises her glass, “Here’s to ‘No Babies’.”

They clinked glasses. Lauren said, “Ahem sister. Sex is fun, but that would be a horrible consequence at this point in our lives.”

We got back to my one-bedroom apartment and the girls were wasted. I could tell how horny Monica had gotten with how frisky her hands were. In the elevator, she groped my ass, and grinned at me.

When we got into the apartment, I gave the very brief tour: living room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom. I told Lauren she could set her bag up in the bedroom. Her and Monica could take the bed and I’d sleep on the couch.

Lauren said, “Even with the time change, I’m not feeling tired yet. Let’s play a game! What do you have?”

The answer was: not much. I didn’t even have a deck of cards. The only game I could find was a gag White Elephant gift. An official version of ‘Truth or Dare’ jenga.

When Lauren saw it, she squealed in delight. I said, I’m gonna need more to drink to play this game. Monica set it up in the middle of the coffee table, and we all sat on the floor around it.

I went first. I pulled out a block and it said: TRUTH—What’s your favorite sexual position?

I read the question aloud, and answered, “Umm well I like the girl on top because I like to watch, but I come the quickest from doggy.”

“Oooh, I like doggy too. My turn.” Lauren said, then chose a block. “TRUTH—who’s the most attractive person here? Hmmm well Chandler does have a rockin’ body, but I’ve always had a thing for my curvy white girl over here. Monica, you are the most attractive.”

“So sweet,” Monica replied and picked a block. “DARE—kiss the person to your right.” She looked over at Lauren.

Lauren smiled and said, “Bring those lips over here girl.” They kissed. And not just a peck either. Their lips moved on top of each others. It was hot seeing my girlfriend kiss someone else.

I picked my block: DARE—take off an article of clothing. I pulled my shirt off. Lauren cheered, “Oh my god, he has abs!”

Monica laughed, “They’re rock hard! You should feel them.”

Lauren crawled over to me, and I tried not to look down her shirt at her massive cleavage. She rubbed her hand up and down my stomach, then slipped it down and squeezed my thigh before taking it off my body. She took a block, “TRUTH—what crazy place do you want to have sex? That’s easy! I have this fantasy about having sex in the middle of a crowded club with people all around us.”

“Uh oh,” Monica said. “We’re going to a club tomorrow. I wonder if it will happen then.”

Lauren laughed, “I’m so horny and ****, I may jump a stranger’s bone. You gotta watch out for me.”

“Did you bring any of your infamous toys,” Monica asked.

“Nothing that vibrates, but I did bring my Ben Wa balls which I have in me right now,” she winked, and Monica laughed.

I asked, “What’s that?”

“It’s these little balls you put inside your vagina,” Monica said. “They feel good, and they make your pelvic stronger for better sex.”

Lauren said, “Oh yes. I’ve noticed a difference. Guys tell me they can feel when I use my muscles to squeeze their dick inside of me.”

Monica pulled a block, “Speaking of sex toys, TRUTH—what’s the kinkiest way you’ve masturbated.” She giggled, “So when we were roommates, we had this dildo that would suction to the wall. Well I stuck it to the shower, and turned on the hot water, and gave myself a nice steamy fuck.”

Lauren laughed, “Oh my god! I remember that! You could hear her moaning all through the house!”

I was staring at Monica thinking about how sexy that sounded when I reached for a block. I ended up knocking the whole tower over. The girls boo’d me.

That wrapped up the night, and the girls got ready for bed. Lauren came out in her pajamas to give me a good night hug. Her shorts showed off her large tattooed legs. She caught me staring at them, and asked, “Do you like my tattoos?”

“Yeah they’re cool. How many do you have?” I asked.

“Seven,” she replied. “I would show you all of them, but one is in a pretty intimate spot.” She winked at me before bounding away. I watched her thick as jiggle in her tiny shorts. I feel asleep thinking about where her hidden tattoo was.

I hoped the Halloween bar crawl kept up this same sexual tension. If so then we were definitely having a threesome.