Birthday Threesome

I knew from the moment they met that there was some chemistry between my old friend and my girl. It wasn't that I felt in any way threatened by this, it was just hard not to notice; Sometimes people just connect instantly like that. What I took from the way they interacted however, was that under different circumstances, they would be very likely to end up going home together. I imagined this chance meeting taking place at a bar or concert, most likely out with friends.

They just looked compatible - sexually - and while I felt some sense of safety in the back of my head that they would never make a cute couple or anything, I was kind of surprised how okay I was with the energy I knew they felt too.

He's a pretty good guy and I knew he would be the last person to ever try anything behind my back. She is, of course, very loyal, but I knew she had her desires; her fantasies. The real danger was that I was so turned on by the idea of fulfilling her desires; so ready to say 'yes' to anything that would lead to her pleasure. I knew it would get me into trouble some day, but part of me wanted it.

They flirted - not as if I wasn't there, more feeling each other out - and I watched with a smile on my face as I saw the connection form. I knew he had a reputation. Not in a sleazy or chauvinistic way, more so that I knew from some girls that he knew how to please them. He was good at what he did and had an air of confidence about him. I know how to please my girl, but at the same time, 'variety is the spice of life', I thought. We had a lot of fun that night, the three of us running around town, laughing, acting like young, careless kids. The bond forming between them was part friendship, part sexual tension. There was an unspoken intensity between them and when we finally parted with my friend, I wasted not time in delving into her thoughts on the night and, more importantly, him.

"He seems like a really good guy" was the first response I got. Fair enough. I agreed and we continued to discuss it. The look on her face said 'I know what you want to hear... and I'm not going to tell you.' but I knew.

Months passed, things were as wonderful as ever between us, in and out of the bedroom. I had talked to my friend a handful of times, but he rarely mentioned her. How could he not find her attractive? Was she his type? I don't know. What I did know, is that most men find her attractive. They want her, for a night, forever... they like what they see. With most men, it's not a thought I entertain, nor is it for her. They're typical, they're desperate, they're pathetic.

Every once in a while, the topic of a threesome would come up. It's a hard subject to come to a consensus on, because there are so many details to think about. So many things that come down to ideal conditions that it's hard to see as realistic. "It would just have to happen" she said. "Yeah. It would have to feel natural." I agreed.

* * *

"Remember that guy who visited, my friend...?" I said to her one night, as our bodies cooled from the intense sex we'd just had. "Hmm... which one?" she cuddle up against my body. "The one you got on really well with. Remember?"

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, he was a lot of fun."

"Right. Do you think... you might find him a lot of fun... ya know..." I hesitated, hoping she'd pick up the hint.

"What?"

"Ya know. In bed?"

"Like, do I think he seems like he'd be good in bed?"

"No, I mean... I know for a fact he's good in bed. Well, I've heard. From reliable sources." I smiled.

"Oh really..." she grinned.

"That's not what I meant though. I... was thinking more like... for a threesome." I gulped, awaiting the response.

"Hmmmm..." she pondered, seemingly considering it for a moment.

"You don't think that would be weird? I mean, you guys are kind of like, old friends, right?"

"Well, I mean we've known each other for a while. I'm not really like, that close to him, we never really spent all that much time together, but we usually have a good time."

"Right."

"So, no, I mean.... what got me about that night, and I know it was a while back, but- I just felt like you two really clicked. You got along well. There was definitely something more to it though..."

"Oh yeah?"

"You don't think so?"

"Maybe."

I laughed. "Well, okay, what I'm saying is... I think you guys had a lot of sexual chemistry. There was a lot of sexual tension. I saw you lean toward him almost-" I paused.

"Almost what?"

"Like you wanted him to... touch you. Feel you. Want you."

"Oooo! naughty boy. You want that, don't you."

"It's kind of getting me hard right now. Not gonna lie."

She felt my crotch, grinning. "Well, well, well."

She slid down my body, finding the waistband on my boxer shorts. She slunk down further, pulling them with her, my erect cock popping out, standing at attention.

She held it with one hand, licking the tip with her tongue, flicking it gently. Her lips slipped around it and I felt the warmth of her mouth taking me in. She gently pumped the shaft from the base as she sucked and I leaned my head back against the pillow, smiling at her as she demonstrated one of her many, many talents.

Her head popped up, a grin on her face. "You want me to do this to him?" she smirked, biting her lip. Her head moved back down again, my cock disappearing entirely into her mouth. I felt the back of her throat and let out a gasp. Still with me inside of her mouth, she let out a knowing moan.

"That's a yes." she said as I slid back out of her mouth, every inch of my cock glistening from her saliva. She licked her lips "So what have you heard about him?"

She went back to sucking. Licking. Slurping. I loved it when she was sloppy about sucking on my penis - spit dripping everywhere, the sound of her puckered lips popping off the tip before sliding back down. The sound of her gasping as she came up from gently pumping the tip into the back of her throat.

"I heard he's-" I paused to catch my breath "the perfect size. Plenty of stamina. Stays hard, you know, like he can go all night kind of thing."

"Mmmm!" she moaned. "You're pretty perfect too, mister."

"Well then I guess you'll like him too." I giggled.

Her hand moved around my hips and thighs, clenching my skin as if clinging to me, begging for my cum. She was hungry for it.

"They all said he just... hits the spot" I said, breathing a deep sigh.

"Yeah? You want to see him hit my spot?" the grin on her face showing no signs of disappearing.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?" she continued to suck.

"I want to see him..." I couldn't help but pause to moan.

"Disappear into me?" she tugged on my cock as I felt like I was getting closer. "Into my pussy?"

"Yeah."

"Mmmm, yeah."

"I want to see you on your knees, your ass up in the air."

Her eyes looked up at me as she sucked the tip, teasing me. The feeling was so intense.

"And-" I continued to moan "I want to see him..." nearing climax.

She moaned, coaxing me into what I wanted to say. The words were on the tip of my tongue.

"I want to watch him mount you. Give it to you really good."

She giggled. "Naughty boy."

"I want to watch him pump you, grasping your hips; I want him to fuck you really hard, until you... until you moan and cum all over his bare cock."

"Mmmm, baby!" her head popped up, she knew I was close.

"Yeah. I want him to pump until he- mmmm! - fills you up. Until it's too intense. I want you to enjoy him over and over. Over and over!"

With that, shockwaves were sent through my hips, down my thighs, up my torso and I felt my cum fill her mouth. She swallowed and licked the shaft. She sucked on the tip a little as I tried to pull away, still shaking.

"Wow, that was a lot." she said.

"That was really hot, baby." I smiled, totally satisfied.

* * *

It was only a couple weeks later when I got a text message from him. He was going to be in town soon. It wasn't that he lived that far away, but time just seemed to fly by. I was looking forward to seeing him and at first, the thought of the conversation I'd had with my girl weeks earlier didn't cross my mind.

That night we were laying on the bed, kissing.

"Guess who's going to be in town?" I said.

"Who?"

"I think you can guess." I raised an eyebrow.

She grinned "Oooohhh..."

"Yeah. You know who I'm talking about."

"Are you getting excited already? Just thinking about it?"

"No."

"No? Not at all?" She rubbed my semi-erect penis and looked deep into my eyes.

"Yes." I laughed.

"When is he in town?"

"This weekend. I said he could stay at my place. I think he's down."

"Cool."

"Yeah, I think just Saturday though."

"Well, Saturday's my birthday... I thought we were going out?"

"Yeah, we can still go out. That's not a problem. I mean, he can probably meet up with us at some point. Or I guess you can come over while we're getting ready or something?"

"Okay."

"You don't mind, right?"

"Nope. I don't mind."

"Okay, well, I'd imagine we'll meet up, we'll probably have a drink or something, just kind of talk for a while, get caught up..."

"Uh huh." her trademark smirk growing on her face as she felt my cock grow harder in her hand.

"Yeah. We'll just go out and have fun. No big deal."

"I hope it's gonna be fun. I don't really want to go to that club. You know it's always the same thing."

"Well, we'll make it fun."

She giggled "I bet you will-" she paused. "What do you want to happen?"

"Oh come on. You know it's just a fantasy."

"Yeah, but it is your fantasy!" she teased.

"It's not my- well, okay, it kind of is. But I want you to have fun. If you want to. It's fine. I'm just saying, if you want him, I want it to happen."

"If I want to."

"I don't know. You call the shots, you know that. I want you to have fun. I want you to get what you want."

"Do you now?" she was playing with my cock as we talked.

I tried to remain focused "I mean, it's your birthday, right?"

"It is. And I'm gonna get what I want!" she laughed.

"Yeah, yeah. But seriously, if this feels right, just, why don't we see where it goes?"

"Alright. We'll see where it goes."

"I'm leaving it at that."

"Sure." she grinned as she moved in for a kiss.

My hand found her clit as she swung one leg over mine. I started to rub in circles, slowly massaging it as she kissed me. She was getting wet, coating my fingers and I held one up to her lip. She sucked on it and tasted herself. This sometimes sends a jolt through her system when she's not expecting it and she started to grind on my leg, desperate to get off.

I slid two fingers inside of her and began to stroke while my thumb pressed down on her clit, gently rubbing it. I saw the familiar look in her eyes, begging me to make her cum.

She moaned as I increased the pressure on her clit.

"How much do you want it?" I grinned.

"What?"

"How much do you want to fuck him?"

She was preoccupied, entering her pre-orgasm trance. "Really bad." she said a minute later.

The grin on my face grew as I continued to finger her. "How bad?"

"I want him to fuck me." her breathing grew heavier. "Really hard."

"Yeah?"

"I want to fuck him all night."

"You want his big, bare cock in you?"

"Yeah. I want you both in me."

"God, you're such a bad girl. I love it."

I stared into her eyes as she neared orgasm, steadily rubbing her clit, bringing her closer and closer.

"You wanna use that big cock of his don't you. To make you cum? Over and over?"

"Uh huh!" she practically yelled as she came all over my fingers. Her lips returned to mine as her body shook, her moans making me rock hard.

"I want you to have him" was the last thing I said before she climbed on top of me and spent the rest of the night reaching climax repeatedly before finishing me off one last time.

* * *

The big day arrived. My friend and I sat on the couch, catching up. I knew my girl would be here any minute and I didn't know how she would react when she saw him. Would it get weird? Would she get shy? Would I feel anxious about the whole thing?

"We better get ready soon."

"I'm gonna take a shower. Is that cool?" he asked.

"Go for it, man. My girl should be here in a bit, I might make some drinks and then we'll head out. Cool?" I replied.

"Cool." he said as he made his way to the bathroom. The door closed behind him. Moments later, I heard the water begin to run. I heard the rings on the shower curtain slide across the rail and I waited.

I heard a key at the door seconds later. 'Perfect timing' I though, as this way, their reunion would be delayed.

"Hey love!" she greeted me, throwing her stuff down on the couch.

"Hey babe. How are you?"

"Stressed. I just don't even want to deal with tonight."

"Come on, it'll be fun. Just don't worry about it." I reassured her.

"I know." she rolled her eyes. "Is your friend in the shower?"

"Yeah, he just got in. Do you want a drink or anything?" I asked.

"No, I'm fine." she looked around the room.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. I'm a little antsy."

She flashed a knowing grin at me.

There was an awkward silence. It wasn't uncomfortable, but I knew the proverbial elephant in the room was to blame.

"Did you say anything to him?"

I hesitated. "I... might have."

She gasped, starting to appear a little flustered. "Well, now it's gonna be really awkward. I mean, if things just kind of happened-"

"I know. I just- I figured if something was to happen, that- well, that it was more likely if he was kind of in on it, ya know?" I looked down, feeling somewhat ashamed for a moment.

"Look, let's not make it any weirder. This is your birthday, let's just relax." I stood up to embrace her. "Just have fun. Seriously. It's going to be fine. If it doesn't happen, it's no big deal. You know he's not going to push it, but he knows now... that you're interested. If nobody says anything, nothing happens."

"I hope it's not awkward."

"Okay, well... do you want to just go? We'll meet you there?"

"No. It's cool."

I sat her down on the couch with me. "Come on, just relax. I love you." I slid her jacket off. Sliding my hand toward her breast. I cupped it and massaged, kissing her neck.

"I love you too."

We kissed.... and we kissed some more.

"That feels really good" she said, as I massaged each of her breasts, trying my best to help her unwind a little.

She was wearing a skirt and just the sight of her thighs excited me. I tugged at it, sliding it further up her legs.

"Come on, he might walk out."

"So?" I grinned.

"Don't be weird!"

I laughed. "AlrightIf anything, I'm going to at least make you cum as many times as possible tonight."

She smiled as I eased my hand up her thigh, my fingers meeting her already moist panties. I began to rub the damp fabric over her clit.

She sighed, letting the day's stress go for the moment. I continued to rub her clit through the panties. She spread her legs a little more. Was it a good thing or a bad thing that my friend was in the next room? I knew he couldn't hear, with the shower running, but did she mind? The way she was responding to my touch, it didn't seem like a concern for her.

"I've got an idea. " I grinned.

"What?" she gazed up at me, her head sunken into the back of the couch as I rubbed slowly.

"Maybe you could-"

"What?" she said, breathing heavily.

"Surprise him?"

She bit her lip as she tried to keep her moans to a minimum. "What?"

"Would it be easier if you just kind of walked in on him?"

"Wouldn't that be-"

"Awkward? I mean, not if you were pretty clear about why you were going in there." I said. "I don't think he locked the door. It's just an idea."

She stood up and walked over to the door, trying the handle. It popped open. She jumped back, afraid to pull it closed again.

"Dude?" he uttered from in the shower.

I said nothing. I just stared at her. She looked at the door, then at me. I walked over to her and put my arms around her. I kissed her on the lips, then down her neck, to her collar bone. My hand found her clit again as I tugged the skirt up. With my other hand, I unbuttoned it and let it fall to the ground. My hand again found her clit as I kissed her.

Her body moved toward mine, her sex drive now fully engaged. I loved when I felt the intense desire kick in; that urge. Our tongues explored one another's mouths as I tugged her shirt up with my free hand. I pulled the shirt up over her bra, prompting her to raise her arms. I lifted the shirt off her and wasted no time in removing the bra. She stood there, before me, wearing only her heels and panties.

I gripped her ass in my hand, cupping one cheek. I squeezed and shook it in my hand, feeling it jiggle. Nothing I loved more than playing with that plentiful tush of hers. It was firm but had plenty of bounce. Her small waist offset her wider hips and combined with the bubble of her cheeks made for some quite astounding curves. She leaned into me again, her lips finding mine as our eyes both closed. I was rock hard and she felt it. Her hand reached into my pants and started to tug, her other hand tugging at the button. I pulled away for the moment.

"Remember how badly you wanted him?"

She said nothing, but lunged at me again, biting my lip.

"Remember?" I said, hinting at the lustful thoughts she'd shared just weeks earlier.

She nodded, looking up at me. 'Fuck me' was written all over her face. I wanted her so badly, just to lay her down on the couch and climb on top. Getting caught in the act would be awkward, but who knows what would have happened. As much as I wanted it, I knew it was on her mind. The look she gave me was unmistakable as 'I want both of you.'

The idea of her surprising him, beckoning him to offer his quickly-hardening cock to her to enjoy was driving me crazy. On the one hand, I wanted release, I wanted her. She kissed me again and I turned her to face the door, cupping her breasts in my hand, squeezing her nipples as they hardened.

I knew if she brought him into it first, that we would all get what we wanted tonight. If we played with each other now, we'd likely finish up before he was out and it might well end there. This was an opportunity for her and concern for her pleasure was all I could think of.

"Go get what you want, naughty girl" I whispered into her ear and with a spank, I sent her in the direction of the bathroom. She let out a slight yelp as my hand hit her beautiful, round ass. It bounced as she stepped to the bathroom in her heels and I smiled. She turned her head to look back at me, returning the smile. She wouldn't turn back now, I knew she was ready to seize the moment.

I sat down on the couch, my head turned to face the door and looked on with anticipation as the door closed.

I could hear their voices, but not make out what they were saying over the water. At this point he must have been near to being finished, having probably been in there 10 minutes by the time she entered.

The water did not stop running and I could no longer hear them talking.

I rubbed the crotch of my jeans as I imagined what was going on in there. I wasted no time in pulling my cock out. Was this the fantasy I had become so worked up about weeks earlier as we pleasured each other to the thought? Were they going to go through with it? I knew she was going in there on the edge of cumming, having already been worked up by our fooling around. Was the absence of voices a good thing?

I knew if it went awry and proved awkward that she would be out quickly, despite being mostly exposed. That would certainly make for an awkward evening. But then I heard what sounded like her heels hitting the floor, falling from her feet and I knew she was staying. I knew she was going to get in the shower with him. I knew she would be in his arms in moments. I knew she was going to get everything she wanted tonight.