first threesome with bestie (hot)

He’s up for it, girl, and we’re on—tonight!” says Angela excitedly, swishing her long blond hair from her eyes. She pauses to see Natalie ’s reaction; shocked delight—which makes her eyebrows arch and her eyes pop. This would be her first FFM friends threesome.

“Arghhhh! Seriously? Oh My God, I can’t believe it!” Natalie squeals, dropping the bag of lingerie she’s collected from the racks in the shop to try.

Angela winks. “You’d better, baby! He’s the real deal, trust me!”

Still looking angela in the eye, she slowly shimmies out of her slinky dress and allows it to slip down her thighs and onto the floor of the changing room.

Natalie can’t help noticing Angela tight ass and abs as she takes in this exciting development.

“I wanted to text you all morning, but I had to see your face!” Angela whispers.

The women have been discussing and fantasising for weeks about having a threesome. Now it’s actually coming to fruition, Natalie feels suddenly nervous. She has escaped the drudgery of solo parenting for a much-needed weekend in the city with her best friend. Now the realisation of her dream becoming a reality suddenly hits. Her knees buckle slightly.

“Wait, this means we’ll play together, too, right?” natalie asks nervously, suddenly feeling coy with her bestie.

“Why? …does that turn you on, darling girl?” Angela says teasingly, running her finger up Natalie bare arm.

She gasps and realises with a churning stomach that yes, she wants this.

They had planned a relaxing afternoon in a café bar. But the celebratory and somewhat charged atmosphere sizzles palpably with burning hot energy and dripping desire. They laugh, squeal and tease each other, ordering lavish cocktails in a swanky bar.

The two women squirm in their chairs, plotting excitedly about the evening ahead. Natalie has so many questions too;
“Who will he fuck first?”

“What if her nerves win?”

“What if she likes it too much?!”

Angela reassures. “You’ll be fine. It can flow at whatever pace we’re comfortable with.” Then chuckles, “You’ll take to it like a duck to water.”

Earlier, before leaving the changing rooms, they had each picked out sexy black lingerie. First, helping each other in and out of a delightful array of slutty ensembles. They chose the perfect pieces for him. He is in for a treat.

“Wait,” says Natalie suddenly, pausing over her drink. “I mean, I know you’ve already fucked him, but I don’t really know the story…”

Angela face lights up as she begins to tell her friend how she met Amiro

If anything was to go by her story he was going to be more than perfect for their FFM friends threesome.

*

She walked into the bar and spotted him instantly. Sitting at a far table, suavely taking up space with the manly charisma she recognised from their first brief encounter at a sex party a few weekends before. They hadn’t hooked up, just exchanged a fiery chemistry and phone numbers, and a tantalising sexy get more info text flirtation had ensued. Then, finally, they’d settled on a date. He exuded an air of confidence, she thought as she walked over, but yet she wasn’t intimidated. On the contrary, she felt a zing of excitement.

She arrived at his table, and he stood up. He scooped her in his arms, and they locked eyes, then kissed deeply, intensely. It didn’t feel like a first date at all—it was as if they were already lovers as they beamed at each other.

“Here is your drink, Delicious Little Slut,” he’d said commandingly. “You’d better sup it quickly.”

She saw the Martini glass on the table, cloudy and with an olive; perspiration dripped suggestively down the sides of the glass.
“Perfect, he’s got it right.” She’d thought; her favourite; Dirty Martini. She wouldn’t normally have such a strong drink at lunchtime, but she had cleared her afternoon and could take this risk. Besides, although this was what she wanted, it still felt very bold. A bit of Dutch courage wouldn’t go amiss.

She fixed his gaze, slowly lifted the glass to her lips and began to swallow, slightly sucking the rim of her glass.

“Jesus!” he whispered, “I won’t be able to stand up to get out of here if you do that!”

Ten minutes later, true to his word, they were inside Amiros flat. He was on his knees with his face planted in between her legs and had her pinned to the hallway wall with one hand. It was really happening!

“Fuck! This is so hot!” She had always wanted to meet a date and get down to fucking and filth within fifteen minutes of meeting.

But there was more to it. Much more.

She wanted to be taken, forced to do things as if this wasn’t her choice.

It felt carnal. A sense of urgency peppered the air.

He didn’t have to work hard to get her wet; she was already deluging desire. Her slippery juices flowed, her knickers drenched, and her brain felt deliciously scrambled. She didn’t have time to relax into this, though.

“On your knees, you Greedy Little Girl!”

He roughly pulled her down.

Standing over her, he unzipped his dick from his straining work trousers. Her heart skipped a beat, and she noticed, despite the scene of consensual non-consent unfolding, he had placed his jacket under her knees—such a gentleman.

“Look what you’ve done. You are going to take this now Slut.”

Her eyes popped at the sight of his resplendent erect dick, standing to attention, ramrod hard right in her face. She gasped.

It was a beautiful sight, glistening with his desire in the hazy afternoon sunshine which was filtering in through the skylight above. She hardly had time to admire it, though.

“You are going to take Daddy’s cock until you gag.”

Fuuuuuuck! Her insides almost liquified with a mixture of fear, excitement and shock. He had really understood what she wanted.

He pulled her hair sharply and whacked his dick against her face. “Open wide. Take it now!”

She trembled but did as she was bidden and began to move her mouth up and down his solid shaft. He groaned loudly and thrust against her. Saliva built up and dripped off her chin as her lips squashed and stretched around his ample bulging veiny length.

“Oh, God, that’s good!” He plundered further into her mouth and throat; her head juddered with the force of it, and she almost choked.

She had a sudden jolt of nerves; she wasn’t sure she could take it that deep, could she?

Although she’d always been desperate to have her limits pushed, she’d never done rough play like this before to find the depths of her depravity.

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