Two Friends Hit On One Girl At The Club

There she was, sitting at the end of the bar, sipping her pink drink in silence. Her flawless blonde hair fell in loose curls over her shoulders. She wore a tight red dress that accentuated her shapely big boobs, with matching heels that strapped, gladiator style, up her exquisite calves. She sat alone, her thumb and index finger rubbing up and down the stem of her cocktail glass in evident boredom, oblivious to the music that had others dancing the night away.

My work friend, Roger and I were in town for work and wanted to celebrate the fact that we made it out alive after three days of tortuously mundane conference after conference. Today’s one fundamentally boiled down to finding effective methods of increasing staff morale without spending more money. If only the company used the money for these pointless conferences to pay out bonuses, the staff (Roger and myself included) would be much happier. But these opinions were above our paychecks, so instead, we decided to drink our frustrations away.

It had been almost a week since either of us had seen our wives. This beauty at the end of the bar was a pure godsend. She seemed like a lonely girl who tried hard to be noticed, and she had a few drinks in already. How perfect. We had both noticed her at the same time, instinctively looking at each other, knowing what the other was thinking, and simultaneously asked each other: “Threesome?”

We walked over to miss bombshell and did our usual introduction, followed by a well-practised and perfectly executed flirtatious banter - that usually resulted in about 80% success rate of ending with us having an MMF threesome. Oh yes, we had done this before, many times. Everything was going very smoothly, Rebecca (what a sexy name) turned out to be quite the dirty talking slut, and after another two drinks, the three of us were heading upstairs to our hotel room.

The door had barely shut behind us when Roger had his hand up her dress, already fingering her while I made out with this sexy girl. She tasted like sweet berries and vodka, her drink still lingering on her breath. I undid my pants, my rock-hard cock needed to escape its tight cotton prison. I pulled down my trousers and stumbled as I tried to get my feet out of the pant leg. Luckily the bed was there to break my fall.

Rebecca and Roger both laughed at my clumsiness, then while I watched they started undressing each other. I rubbed my cock as they explored each other’s bodies, me giving myself a fast handjob watching the two of them, now naked, sucking and licking each other’s bodies.

While still splayed on the bed, Rebecca gave me a sultry look, walked closer, and went on her knees to have my cock at her head height. She didn’t hesitate and took the entire length in one smooth gulp. She continued this deepthroat blowjob slowly at first, then picked up speed, then only sucked the tip and took the entire length once more. Not once did she gag. God, she was such a pro at sucking cock.

“Fuck, that’s so hot. Let me return the favour, come sit on my face.”

I barely had time to adjust a pillow under my head when she lowered her tight pussy down on my face. Her juices were dripping down my face when I reached her clit and flicked, making her moan and start grinding on my face. I felt lips around my cock again, god I wasn’t expecting it, but it was so hot to have this pussy in my face while my best friend gives me a blowjob. He was surprisingly good, almost better than her, I might say. He played with my balls while taking every inch of my cock, one finger playing around my arsehole, then he would lick my balls while jacking me off.

I continued playing with her pussy, one finger, then two - I almost used three, but my tongue was already all over the place. She lifted off my face, leaving me glazed like a freshly baked Chelsea bun. Rebecca straddled me, her tits swinging in my face, and slowly lowered herself on my cock.

Roger took his cue and slowly slid his cock in her pussy as well, stretching her lips wide open. She wasn’t all that tight if she could take two dicks in one pussy. We started pumping our cocks as deep as we could inside her. Her tits bounced in my face with every thrust and licked and kissed them with every pendular motion. Beads of sweat started forming on her big tits, and the room filled with a chorus of our three sexually charged bodies moaning and grunting like the carnal beasts we were.

I wanted it to go on for longer, but in a lapse of judgement, I got lost in the moment. My body convulsed as my balls emptied every last drop of spunk that I had pent up. Roger kept fucking her with my cum inside of her pussy. He pulled out and slid his cock into her arse using the mix of my spunk and her juices as a lubricant. I was left pinned under the weight of their bodies, our drunk threesome continued. Roger fucked her deep in the arse while I made out with Rebecca and fondled her glorious jugs.

With a loud grunt, and a sudden shudder of one last thrust, Roger finished off deep inside her. It must have been great because Rebecca bit my lip so hard I thought it might draw blood.

We ended the night off by calling room service to order a bottle of champagne. The rest of the evening was a blur as the alcohol had taken full effect. We woke up in the morning, the three of us cuddled together in bed. We wanted to go for another round, but Roger and I were already running a bit late, so we had to rush off to catch our flight home.