Hey guys! Quick warning: this is my best story, and there is sex in it. It's probably why you should read it, but you have been warned! :D
Sometime in the middle of my college degree, I stumbled on a copy of the student paper. I never usually read the thing, and was baffled by how awful it was, so naturally I sent them an email laughing at their articles. It was pretty elaborate and over the top, just the way I like it. A few months go by, and one of my friends tells me the student council had to make an official apology on my behalf because the paper had published my email (without my authorization), and since they had removed certain key parts of it, it made me look like a fascist. I didn't think anything of it, but it didn't help improve my opinion of them.
A year goes by, and I realize that my tuition fees include a 2.50$ amount that goes to the student paper. I decide to fuck with them (because fuck them) and ask for a refund. The place is empty when I go, so I shoot them an email. I get an answer from the girl in charge asking me about the reasons behind my request. I gladly make my best efforts to trash their paper and the hippies she's working with, but somehow, over a few emails, the tone changes to some playful banter and she invites me for a beer at a bar she works at so we can discuss. I go there a little late, I get informed she left earlier because the place was empty, and I think fuck it, I'm leaving everything at that.
Which brings me two months in the future. I had just started seeing the ex, and we started talking about our fantasies. At one point she mentions she had always wanted to do a threesome with a girl, but had never found people willing to do it. Like the gentleman that I am, I offered immediately to try to make it happen. From that point on, I was on a mission from God. A hot dirty chick wanted to have a threesome with me, and I was going to make it happen dammit. I asked every.single.girl. I knew either in person or over Facebook. I even sent a proposition to my cousin by accident (she didn't answer, what a prude).
It wasn't going too well, since the two girls who were willing for it had just gotten into committed relationships. At that point I'm running out of options (those were the pre-Tinder days), so, having nothing to lose, I randomly email the girl in charge of the student paper. Much to my surprise, she accepts the offer. The thing was, at that point, I had never even seen a picture of her. She could have been a 6'3 hairy goblin for all I knew. We keep exchanging emails, and she sends pictures of herself in lingerie, and holy cow, she's a petite blonde with a cute face and a kicker body. She was even willing to come dressed in a costume of my choice (slutty schoolgirl with pigtails it is!). The whole thing was getting completely unreal.
I planned everything down to the last detail. Hotel room, food for the night, three different types of alcohol, sex toys, rope, games to get the action going, etc. If I was going to have a threesome, it was going to be the most epic one ever. And it was.
Quick notes:
- The first five minutes kinda sucked. The moment the girls started making out, they jumped on each other, completely ignored me, and I felt like I had no point being there, and it messed with my confidence a little. Luckily, they made up for it in the other 2 hours and 25 minutes it lasted
- It had pretty much everything I could wish for. Tons of girl on girl action, sex in every hole, dirty talk, a girl tied up and being submissive, non-stop screaming and licking and sweating and... you get the idea.
- Buying a double-ended dildo was the most genius idea ever. The girls gave that thing a wild ride, and I'll bring the memory of that moment to my grave. I haven't even found porn where the girls go this hard on a toy like that.
- That's the moment I realized the ex-wife was wife material. Towards the end, I was fucking the blonde doggystyle and the ex just sat next to us on the bed to watch. I was spanking the girl as hard as I could (hard enough to leave a bruise the shape of my hand later), she kept yelling at me to go harder, I was pulling her hair, it was insane. The ex-wifey then slapped the girl in the face (reasonably hard), started pulling her hair too, told me to fuck the slut harder, then looked at me in the eyes and whispered ''I love you''. It is still one of the highlights of my life.