All straight guys dream of having a girlfriend at some point in their life. I've had three in total since I started dating. The stories of my second and third, however, are only one story. During my sophomore year in college, I had a falling out with my dorm mates over them dumping all the rent payments and laundry on me. I just snapped from all the stress and knew for the better of everyone, I had to live somewhere else, at least for a while.
None of my other friends on campus could accommodate me, so I turned to Craigslist roommate ads. In my search, I came across one titled: "Two bisexual girls looking for a straight male roommate open for polyamory." I Googled "polyamory" and learned what it meant. Polyamory is the practice of being in intimate, consenting relationships with more than one partner. Intrigued by that, I replied to the ad, informing one of the girls about my situation.
She replied sympathetically, saying she and her girlfriend were eager to meet me. We set up a meeting at a cafe off campus for the next day. I walked in and saw two girls -- the only girls in the whole place -- sitting at a table together. I asked if they were girls from the ad, they said they were, and I introduced myself. They introduced themselves as Sasha & Kathy and we chatted over coffee & pastries for about an hour. As we left, they invited me to check out their house, which I agreed to. They showed me around the house, but I was taken aback at the lone bedroom.
When I asked where I was gonna sleep, the girls said I would be sleeping with both of them in their bed. "That's what we're looking for.", Sasha said, "You can start by sleeping on the couch to get used to the house if you like." It was then that I felt the girls might've been looking for more than threesome buddy or a housemate; they genuinely wanted me to share genuine relationships with them. Knowing I had nowhere else to go, I readily agreed to move in with Sasha and Kathy that day. We spent the rest of the day moving my stuff into the house and ordered pizza that night to celebrate.
Sasha proposed a toast of Sprite and Dr. Pepper, stating: "To the three of us opening ourselves up to each other and exploring some new feelings in this relationship." After dinner and some TV, it was time for bed; this was when my first apprehension began. Part of me wanted to sleep with the girls, while the other half felt sleeping on the couch would be better; it was my first night after all.
The girls changed into their pajamas and Kathy asked me: "Ready for bed? You can sleep with us or just take the couch tonight, your choice!"
Feeling I had their consent, and knowing I may never have the chance to sleep with two girls again, I followed them upstairs to the bedroom. We all climbed into bed, they wrapped their arms around me and we drifted off to sleep. That night I dreamt of the three of us floating through a cloudy sky, white in color but soft and pink in feel... then I awoke to Sasha's pink nightie brushing against my face as she got up to use the bathroom: "I'll be right back guys," she said while clutching her crotch, "it's just number one."
We awoke the next morning to my 5 AM alarm, I had to get ready for classes. Sasha -- who was on my right-hand side -- let me up and I began my morning routine: made myself a coffee, got dressed, gathered my things, and drove to campus. I walked into my first-period French class feeling like a playboy. I slept with two girls; there wasn't any sex, but sleeping between two lovely females was not only sexy and arousing but also comforting and reassuring. Both girls kept their arms around me until I left for classes; they essentially hugged me the entire night.
I remembered how my first girlfriend back in high school was so insecure, she wouldn't let me hug her all that much. I think she and I only hugged once -- at the prom -- during our 8-month-long courtship. We went on dates, but only double dates with either her sister & her sister's boyfriend or some of my friends and their girlfriends. Then out of blue, she broke up with me one day, saying she "wasn't ready for a full-on relationship." I respected her decision but wondered why she thought we were a rash decision on her end.
As the day wore on, I concluded that different girls have different feelings on relationships: some are pessimistic, others are optimistic. And if my first girlfriend was the former, my two new girls were the latter. After classes, I drove back to the house and was greeted by Sasha, who gave me a big hug in the hallway. She explained Kathy was still at work and we would meet her at T.G.I. Friday's for dinner at 7 PM.
When Sasha said: "Can't wait for dinner with our girl", I knew she and her girlfriend had both accepted me as their singular boyfriend within 24 hours of me moving in with them. This kind of openness opened my eyes to polyamorous relationships and inspired me to open up to both girls that night at dinner. Sasha and I arrived at the restaurant and met Kathy at the bar. Over appetizers, I thanked them for welcoming me into their home & lives with open arms and opened myself up to them as dinner wore on.
On the drive home, I told them one of my most personal secrets: I wet the bed and had to wear diapers until I was 12. I was driving and both girls took my hand.
"That must've taken a lot of bravery," Sasha, riding shotgun, said, "but what's braver is you revealing it to us."
Kathy, who was in the backseat, then said: "Sheets are washable. If you spring a leak with us, we won't think any less of you." We got home around 9:30 and I got ready to take a shower; I wasn't expecting what was coming next.
I turned the water on and was about to step in when I turned around and right there in front of me, both girls were standing naked in the bathroom doorway. I still had my robe on and was about to ask where this was going when Kathy said: "We gotta shower too, why don't we all wash up?"
"Are you both sure?", I asked.
"Of course," Sasha said. "The two of us shower together all the time. It'll save water too." Thinking "you only live once," I held the shower curtain aside and let the girls step in. I then dropped my robe and hopped in after them.
I was about to apply body wash to myself when Sasha took the bottle, squirted a generous amount into her hands and began scrubbing me down herself. "I'll wash your front, Kathy'll wash your back and hair." she said, "Then you & her will wash me, and I & you will wash her, is that okay?"
"Oh wow is that okay!" I exclaimed and with that, my two girls began scrubbing my body from head to toe.
I hesitated when Sasha began washing my dick, but she said Friday night was "sexy time" and she would hold off from jerking me off until then. "You'll also have to wait until Friday to rub us out," Kathy said as she washed my butt.
I agreed to those terms and Sasha & I began washing Kathy down. After Kathy and I washed Sasha down, we stepped out of the shower, Kathy grabbed a large towel and wrapped all three of us up. After the girls wrapped additional towels around their hair, we made our way to the bedroom, where we sat down on the bed and began drying off.
"That was the best shower Sasha and I have had in a long time," Kathy said.
"Well between the three of us, it was the best shower of my life," I replied.
