In my other thread, I mentioned that my girl had a surprise for me. Well, on Friday afternoon, that surprise finally became reality. For the record, my girlfriend's name isn't "Melissa" (although it's close) but I'll call her that to avoid redundancy. This story is very, very long and 100% true.
So I got home from work and another car was parked in front of my house. The car looked familiar so I figured that Melissa had one of her friends over. Well, she did. This guy named “Mark” that she had been fucking (I explained it all in the other thread.) When I got in the house, Mark was sitting on the couch and he stood up to shake my hand and say hello. I shook his hand (a bit confused) and he told me, “Oh she just ran upstairs. I think she’ll be down in a minute.”
Soon after, she came downstairs and gave me a big hug and a smile. Her hair was still wet and she had a baggy t-shirt and shorts on. I could smell that she had just taken a shower before I got home and I realized why.
“Did you guys fuck,” I whispered.
“Yeah, he came over around noon,” she whispered back. “Come and sit with us when you’re ready, OK?”
I put my stuff away and took a piss and made myself a drink. Then I came over to the couch adjacent to the one they were sitting on and sat down, still wondering what was up.
“So, did you guys have some fun today,” I asked.
“Mark” looked nervous…or uncomfortable, but without even hesitating, my girl looked at me and smiled and told me that she and “Mark” went down and fucked on the basement couch. She had this mischievous grin on her face and I couldn’t tell what was causing it. But now I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I was glad to hear that she had some fun, but I made it clear that I don’t want “Mark” to hang around the house with us and I had no interest in becoming friends.
After I took a sip of my drink, I finally asked, “So what’s up? Why are we sitting here right now. The three of us.”
I was polite, but I wanted to make it clear that I wasn’t about to sit there and bullshit with our “guest.” I think she sensed that and spoke up rather quickly.
“Well…we’re waiting for someone,” she informed me.
“Who?”
“It’s the surprise I was telling you about. Mark arranged it.”
“Huh?” I was now genuinely puzzled.
What she told me next blew my mind. We were waiting for somebody and it was a chick. Initially she was supposed to be there when I got home, but she was running late. This girl was a “friend” of Mark’s. Another chick that he fucked on occasion and had known rather well. Apparently “Mark” suggested the whole thing and my girl figured I’d get a kick out of it. I did. Or at least the idea of it.
My girl sat on the couch with her legs tucked under body. I noticed that, on two occasions, “Mark” tried sliding his hand towards her feet to touch her toes. Both times he tried, she slid her feet under her. That made me feel good to see. At one point she got up to get a glass of water and when she sat back down, she sat next to me on the couch I was sitting on and leaned against me when she got comfortable and lounged back. That made me feel even better.
Eventually, at about 6:20, we heard a car pull up. A minute later the doorbell rang just as my girl was about to open the front door to greet whoever was coming. I was expecting all kinds of things, but what I was about to see wasn’t anything I imagined.
She was thin. Tall enough too. Maybe 5’8” or so. She looked to be in her mid 20s and was wearing a black tank top and skinny jeans with flat ballet-type slippers. I could see that she had a tattoo on the inside of her upper arm. Her hair was shoulder length and light brown with high, flat bangs that I found kind of unattractive. She looked a little like Anne Hathaway. A nerdy, hipster-ish Anne Hathaway. She looked around the living room and then complimented my house as she shook my hand and introduced herself to me and my girl. Her name was, “Jen.”
As she sat down next to “Mark” I stood up and asked if anybody wanted a drink. Mark was the only one who didn’t. We sat down and bullshitted about the weather, the neighborhood, all that type of shit. My girl was the most talkative and forward and finally she got up off the couch and squeezed herself between “Mark” and “Jen.” She reached over and grabbed her drink off of the table and then took a sip. She then calmly put her hand on Jen’s back and pushed Jen forward a little. Jen took the hint and got up to come sit next to me.
My girl looked at me for a second and then, without saying anything, she turned her face towards Mark and started kissing his neck. I continued to watch until she had pulled her t-shirt off and Mark started sucking on her nipple. I was hard as a rock and was so turned on by it that I almost forgot that Jen was sitting next to me. But that didn’t last long.
As “Mark” had my girl’s tit in his moth, I looked over at the stranger beside me. Without any hesitation, she leaned towards me and we started kissing. She slid her shoes off and then her jeans. There were no panties to slide down. I started kissing her inner thighs and then went right to her pussy. She had a little more pubic hair than I normally prefer, but her pussy looked great and tasted even better. As I licked her, Jen took off her tank top and bra and was the first one to be fully naked. I was the only one still wearing all of my clothes.
Unfortunately, one little detail got overlooked. I don’t fuck my girl with a condom and Jen didn’t bring one. So I had to stop the whole thing and ask “Mark” if he had another rubber to spare…which he did, but it was in his car. He quickly ran outside wearing just his shorts. I continued eating Jen’s pussy as my girl watched from the other couch.
“Mark” came back and through a handful of Trojans on the table between the two couches. He slid his shorts off as he got to Melissa. Melissa then eagerly helped him with his boxer briefs and “Mark’s” cock was in her mouth before they were even passed his knees.
I took my shirt off, but wasn’t eager to fuck just yet. I wanted to enjoy Jen as much as possible. I fingered her and ate her pussy making sure that she enjoyed it as much as I did. After a bit I started kissing her stomach and then sucking on her tits as she tried to reach down and unbuckle my belt.
Jen’s tits were small, but cute. She had a tattoo across one rib that I couldn’t make out. It was something in cursive and, honestly, my attention was elsewhere. As I rose up to kiss her again, I saw that my girl was now standing near her couch as “Mark” was fiddling with the shorts that were on the floor. Melissa grabbed him by the hand and led him upstairs. I was kind of disappointed to see her go, but that ended when she called to me from the second floor.
“Hey! Come up with us.”
I grabbed a condom from the table and Jen and I quickly ran to catch up. When I got to my bedroom, “Mark” was rolling a condom over his cock and my girl was on the bed fingering herself. I slid my pants off and then my boxers and Jen started blowing me as I stood. It felt so fucking good, but I wanted to be inside of her just as bad as I wanted to feel her lips and tongue on me. Finally I pulled out of her mouth and reached down to grab her hands to help her stand up. She sat on the edge of the bed and I returned to eating her pussy some more. It was wet and tasted amazing.
After a few minutes of that I stood back up, tore open the rubber wra[[er and started to put it on. Jen stopped me, took the condom and insisted that she put it on for me. I was glad; I hadn’t had to wear a rubber since college.
“Mark” was fucking my girl doggy style on the bed, but they kind scooted over when Jen and I crawled in. For a minute I was almost hypnotized by Melissa’s tits swinging back and forth as “Mark” slammed his hips into her, but Jen quickly broke me out of the trance and laid back, spreading her legs for me. I slid into her pussy and, even with the dumb condom, it felt so fucking good.
After only a few minutes, “Mark” pulled out of Melissa and got off the bed, pulling his condom off as fast as he could. Melissa lightly smacked my arm to get my attention. She got into a hunched forward kneeling position on the mattress as “Mark” started jerking his naked dick off. He was aiming right at my girl’s face and my girl knew I’d want to see it. Unfortunately, “Mark” mostly missed her face getting some cum on her chin, neck and chest. It was still fucking hot to see, but I couldn’t wait to devote my full attention to Jen.
A couple minutes after that “Mark” left and went into the bathroom downstairs. My girl went to clean her face and chest in the bathroom in our bedroom. I fucked Jen for a little bit more and then I couldn’t go any longer. I was gonna keep fucking her until I came, but I really wanted to finish on her…without the damn condom. I must have sounded like a caveman who just ran out of breath, but I told her, “I’m….I’m about to cum” hoping that she’d give me some kind of cue that she was cool with me coming on her stomach or tits…but then something even better happened. She heard me, pushed me back and then started to get into the same position that my girl got into. I got up out of the bed and yanked my rubber off and came on her as she moved her face in front of me. I got to cum on Jen’s chin and mouth and it felt so amazing…until THE most awesome thing happened.
I sank into a big leather chair that we keep in the room. Jen got up and started walking towards the bathroom that Melissa was in. As Melissa walked out towards the bed, she stopped Jen and, for about five seconds, Melissa licked Jen’s chin and they kissed. My girl was tasting my cum on some strangers lips right in front of my eyes.
“Ya have fun tonight,” she asked as she went and sat on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a cute smirk.
I was too spent to answer her back with more than a dopey smile.
A few minutes later, “Mark” came back upstairs. He was fully clothed and was letting us know that he was gonna head home. Jen was just sitting on the bed quietly when my girl asked her if she wanted to hang out for a bit. Jen seemed happy to be asked and accepted the offer. The three of us went back down stairs and I poured us another round of drinks. Jen ended up staying the night, but nothing else happened sex-wise. She slept in the guest room and, in the morning, the three of us went out and had breakfast together before she went home.
Jen turned out to be cool as fuck and I don’t mean just because of what went down. Over the drinks we had, we all chatted it up and she really was fun to have around. She looked like a hipster, but I didn’t detect anything hipster-y about her.
The plan is to arrange another hookup soon. Melissa made it clear that us inviting just Jen over some night is a possibility as well.
So I got home from work and another car was parked in front of my house. The car looked familiar so I figured that Melissa had one of her friends over. Well, she did. This guy named “Mark” that she had been fucking (I explained it all in the other thread.) When I got in the house, Mark was sitting on the couch and he stood up to shake my hand and say hello. I shook his hand (a bit confused) and he told me, “Oh she just ran upstairs. I think she’ll be down in a minute.”
Soon after, she came downstairs and gave me a big hug and a smile. Her hair was still wet and she had a baggy t-shirt and shorts on. I could smell that she had just taken a shower before I got home and I realized why.
“Did you guys fuck,” I whispered.
“Yeah, he came over around noon,” she whispered back. “Come and sit with us when you’re ready, OK?”
I put my stuff away and took a piss and made myself a drink. Then I came over to the couch adjacent to the one they were sitting on and sat down, still wondering what was up.
“So, did you guys have some fun today,” I asked.
“Mark” looked nervous…or uncomfortable, but without even hesitating, my girl looked at me and smiled and told me that she and “Mark” went down and fucked on the basement couch. She had this mischievous grin on her face and I couldn’t tell what was causing it. But now I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I was glad to hear that she had some fun, but I made it clear that I don’t want “Mark” to hang around the house with us and I had no interest in becoming friends.
After I took a sip of my drink, I finally asked, “So what’s up? Why are we sitting here right now. The three of us.”
I was polite, but I wanted to make it clear that I wasn’t about to sit there and bullshit with our “guest.” I think she sensed that and spoke up rather quickly.
“Well…we’re waiting for someone,” she informed me.
“Who?”
“It’s the surprise I was telling you about. Mark arranged it.”
“Huh?” I was now genuinely puzzled.
What she told me next blew my mind. We were waiting for somebody and it was a chick. Initially she was supposed to be there when I got home, but she was running late. This girl was a “friend” of Mark’s. Another chick that he fucked on occasion and had known rather well. Apparently “Mark” suggested the whole thing and my girl figured I’d get a kick out of it. I did. Or at least the idea of it.
My girl sat on the couch with her legs tucked under body. I noticed that, on two occasions, “Mark” tried sliding his hand towards her feet to touch her toes. Both times he tried, she slid her feet under her. That made me feel good to see. At one point she got up to get a glass of water and when she sat back down, she sat next to me on the couch I was sitting on and leaned against me when she got comfortable and lounged back. That made me feel even better.
Eventually, at about 6:20, we heard a car pull up. A minute later the doorbell rang just as my girl was about to open the front door to greet whoever was coming. I was expecting all kinds of things, but what I was about to see wasn’t anything I imagined.
She was thin. Tall enough too. Maybe 5’8” or so. She looked to be in her mid 20s and was wearing a black tank top and skinny jeans with flat ballet-type slippers. I could see that she had a tattoo on the inside of her upper arm. Her hair was shoulder length and light brown with high, flat bangs that I found kind of unattractive. She looked a little like Anne Hathaway. A nerdy, hipster-ish Anne Hathaway. She looked around the living room and then complimented my house as she shook my hand and introduced herself to me and my girl. Her name was, “Jen.”
As she sat down next to “Mark” I stood up and asked if anybody wanted a drink. Mark was the only one who didn’t. We sat down and bullshitted about the weather, the neighborhood, all that type of shit. My girl was the most talkative and forward and finally she got up off the couch and squeezed herself between “Mark” and “Jen.” She reached over and grabbed her drink off of the table and then took a sip. She then calmly put her hand on Jen’s back and pushed Jen forward a little. Jen took the hint and got up to come sit next to me.
My girl looked at me for a second and then, without saying anything, she turned her face towards Mark and started kissing his neck. I continued to watch until she had pulled her t-shirt off and Mark started sucking on her nipple. I was hard as a rock and was so turned on by it that I almost forgot that Jen was sitting next to me. But that didn’t last long.
As “Mark” had my girl’s tit in his moth, I looked over at the stranger beside me. Without any hesitation, she leaned towards me and we started kissing. She slid her shoes off and then her jeans. There were no panties to slide down. I started kissing her inner thighs and then went right to her pussy. She had a little more pubic hair than I normally prefer, but her pussy looked great and tasted even better. As I licked her, Jen took off her tank top and bra and was the first one to be fully naked. I was the only one still wearing all of my clothes.
Unfortunately, one little detail got overlooked. I don’t fuck my girl with a condom and Jen didn’t bring one. So I had to stop the whole thing and ask “Mark” if he had another rubber to spare…which he did, but it was in his car. He quickly ran outside wearing just his shorts. I continued eating Jen’s pussy as my girl watched from the other couch.
“Mark” came back and through a handful of Trojans on the table between the two couches. He slid his shorts off as he got to Melissa. Melissa then eagerly helped him with his boxer briefs and “Mark’s” cock was in her mouth before they were even passed his knees.
I took my shirt off, but wasn’t eager to fuck just yet. I wanted to enjoy Jen as much as possible. I fingered her and ate her pussy making sure that she enjoyed it as much as I did. After a bit I started kissing her stomach and then sucking on her tits as she tried to reach down and unbuckle my belt.
Jen’s tits were small, but cute. She had a tattoo across one rib that I couldn’t make out. It was something in cursive and, honestly, my attention was elsewhere. As I rose up to kiss her again, I saw that my girl was now standing near her couch as “Mark” was fiddling with the shorts that were on the floor. Melissa grabbed him by the hand and led him upstairs. I was kind of disappointed to see her go, but that ended when she called to me from the second floor.
“Hey! Come up with us.”
I grabbed a condom from the table and Jen and I quickly ran to catch up. When I got to my bedroom, “Mark” was rolling a condom over his cock and my girl was on the bed fingering herself. I slid my pants off and then my boxers and Jen started blowing me as I stood. It felt so fucking good, but I wanted to be inside of her just as bad as I wanted to feel her lips and tongue on me. Finally I pulled out of her mouth and reached down to grab her hands to help her stand up. She sat on the edge of the bed and I returned to eating her pussy some more. It was wet and tasted amazing.
After a few minutes of that I stood back up, tore open the rubber wra[[er and started to put it on. Jen stopped me, took the condom and insisted that she put it on for me. I was glad; I hadn’t had to wear a rubber since college.
“Mark” was fucking my girl doggy style on the bed, but they kind scooted over when Jen and I crawled in. For a minute I was almost hypnotized by Melissa’s tits swinging back and forth as “Mark” slammed his hips into her, but Jen quickly broke me out of the trance and laid back, spreading her legs for me. I slid into her pussy and, even with the dumb condom, it felt so fucking good.
After only a few minutes, “Mark” pulled out of Melissa and got off the bed, pulling his condom off as fast as he could. Melissa lightly smacked my arm to get my attention. She got into a hunched forward kneeling position on the mattress as “Mark” started jerking his naked dick off. He was aiming right at my girl’s face and my girl knew I’d want to see it. Unfortunately, “Mark” mostly missed her face getting some cum on her chin, neck and chest. It was still fucking hot to see, but I couldn’t wait to devote my full attention to Jen.
A couple minutes after that “Mark” left and went into the bathroom downstairs. My girl went to clean her face and chest in the bathroom in our bedroom. I fucked Jen for a little bit more and then I couldn’t go any longer. I was gonna keep fucking her until I came, but I really wanted to finish on her…without the damn condom. I must have sounded like a caveman who just ran out of breath, but I told her, “I’m….I’m about to cum” hoping that she’d give me some kind of cue that she was cool with me coming on her stomach or tits…but then something even better happened. She heard me, pushed me back and then started to get into the same position that my girl got into. I got up out of the bed and yanked my rubber off and came on her as she moved her face in front of me. I got to cum on Jen’s chin and mouth and it felt so amazing…until THE most awesome thing happened.
I sank into a big leather chair that we keep in the room. Jen got up and started walking towards the bathroom that Melissa was in. As Melissa walked out towards the bed, she stopped Jen and, for about five seconds, Melissa licked Jen’s chin and they kissed. My girl was tasting my cum on some strangers lips right in front of my eyes.
“Ya have fun tonight,” she asked as she went and sat on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a cute smirk.
I was too spent to answer her back with more than a dopey smile.
A few minutes later, “Mark” came back upstairs. He was fully clothed and was letting us know that he was gonna head home. Jen was just sitting on the bed quietly when my girl asked her if she wanted to hang out for a bit. Jen seemed happy to be asked and accepted the offer. The three of us went back down stairs and I poured us another round of drinks. Jen ended up staying the night, but nothing else happened sex-wise. She slept in the guest room and, in the morning, the three of us went out and had breakfast together before she went home.
Jen turned out to be cool as fuck and I don’t mean just because of what went down. Over the drinks we had, we all chatted it up and she really was fun to have around. She looked like a hipster, but I didn’t detect anything hipster-y about her.
The plan is to arrange another hookup soon. Melissa made it clear that us inviting just Jen over some night is a possibility as well.
