My boyfriend's birthday was coming up. I wanted to get him something extra special. He had been doing sweet things for me lately, like leaving a flower in my underwear drawer or making me French toast with strawberries and whipped cream. I wanted to do something big for him. We had been dating for about a year, and we liked to keep our love life spicy. We loved to play, and we had a lot of fun coming up with new ways to please each other.
We were really into role play. Sometimes one of us would be the foreign exchange student, seducing the host-sibling right in the house. Language and cultural barriers could lead to smoldering, confusing sexual tension. Or I was the maid, who couldn't keep from humping the furniture and gets caught by the man of the house. We were careful to script it before acting it out, to make sure it went the way we wanted it to.
I loved to blow him wherever. One time I sucked him off while he was driving through town, and he blew his load in my face right when we arrived at the store. I walked in proudly, working his sticky juice into my hair like it was fancy hair product.
And now his birthday was coming up. He had brought up the idea of having three-way play time with another girl. At first I didn't even want to talk about it. I couldn't imagine bringing someone else into our bedroom. Could he fall for another girl, just by fucking her? Would I lose him if we opened up our relationship in this way? Then I wanted to talk about it. I became curious, wondering about the possibilities. I told him that I was a little insecure but also intrigued. He told me that I had nothing to worry about, that he loved me the most and it was something that could bring us closer together.
Then I wanted it. I started thinking about pussy, and boobs in my face. What would another girl taste like? I wondered. Would I like it? Would she be respectful of our bond? We talked about our questions and hesitations. He reassured me that it would be for
us
, that he had no intention of leaving me, that no girl even came close. His words made me very wet, and I put his fingers down on my slippery clit and wrapped myself around him. I felt safe and protected in the sweetness of his arms.
He was such a hot, delicious man. He had let his buddy watch us fuck one night at the river. Actually, he had let him taste me briefly, then he gave it to me right in front of him while his buddy jacked off. It made me feel naughty and smoldering hot. I figured I owed him one.
We decided that I would choose the girl. I needed to be comfortable with her. He said he wasn't picky and he trusted me. So I went on a quest to find the perfect girl. Not too hot, but not a dog. Single, adventurous, but not too skanky. I ended up at the local bar and I had barely finished my first drink when I looked around and spotted her: Lulu.
I had known Lulu for a while. She was a spunky cutie pie, with long, amber-colored hair. She had tried to get in my pants a few times in the past, but I always resisted. I thought she was hot but I never wanted to go down that road before. I noticed she had dipped the tips of her hair in red dye and it almost looked like she was on fire. "Lulu!" I said.
"Hey, love!" she cried and kissed me on the lips as a greeting. That was Lulu. I touched her hair and asked her how she was. She said she was smashing. She looked to be half-drunk already and was sipping off another one in her hand. I asked her if she had ever been in a threesome with another couple. That was me. Direct.
She said, "Hell yeah! You mean you haven't? Honey! Are you guys...are you thinking..." and I told her yes, we were thinking, and that I thought she was a good candidate. She gulped her drink and said, "Your man is hot! I would tap that in a heartbeat. But only if you wanted me to! It's whatever you want, girl." She was forward, honest, and respectful with boundaries. I liked those qualities in a potential play buddy. I felt I could trust Lulu to keep it light.
She told me she was super flattered by my offer and down to pound. Or whatever I wanted. I knew Lulu went both ways. She was known to be a little loose, a little bit alcoholic and a little bit crazy. Perfect. My pulse increased at the thought of seeing her naked, letting her lick me. Did I want her to fuck my boyfriend? I wasn't sure. It made me feel squeamish, but if he was going to fuck someone else, I'd rather be involved than not.
I told her if she was into it, then to meet us at the house tomorrow night at ten. She was into it. She said, "Baby girl, you are going to love it," and I could tell by the way she looked at me while pressing against my breast that she was feeling some heat.
I told her it was my boyfriend's birthday present, so it was about pleasing him, and that I'd give her a hundred bucks to donate to the cause. She squealed and kissed me on the lips again, squeezed my ass. "See you then!" she cried, and she was off, soliciting a drink from whoever was nearby.
I went home, feeling slippery wet. I shed my clothes in the dark and slid in next to my boyfriend's warm body, straddling his thigh, squeezing it tight. I went under the sheet and put my mouth on his sleeping member, and within a few moments he was hard. I sucked his balls and his beautiful cock until he was really stiff, and then I slid on top of him. He was half-asleep, eyes closed, but awake enough to stay rock hard inside of me. I pushed deep down onto him a few times, rubbing my clit against his pubic bone, and we both came easily, falling into each other's warm embrace.
I whispered softly to him, "Baby I think I found someone for us. A hot girl who's totally down." He said he was happy, and that he didn't want to know who it was. He liked surprises. We kissed for a little while, and then fell asleep, breathing each other's air and nestling close.
The next day we carried on as usual. That evening I made him a wonderful dinner and we drank some wine. I started to get nervous, and he told me to relax, that this would be fun. We went into the bedroom and began fooling around, and shortly after ten we heard a knock at the door.
"That's her! You wait here, I'll get it!" I ran to the door, tousled and buzzed, and threw it open. My heart was thudding. There she was. "Lulu!" I cried. She looked like dynamite in a light blue tube top and tight orange pants. She was carrying a brown paper bag. "And you brought..."
Holy Shit. She brought Mia. Lulu leaned in and gave me a kiss and a hug, said, "You know Mia, right? I hope it's ok I brought her. I just ran into her at the bar and I was so excited, and she was so into it, I just thought maybe we could bring her in...plus she could use the cash!"
