My (F32) first threesome maybe awakened a new kink in me
I'm on a work trip right now. My company booked me a hotel like usual, but my long-distance girlfriend/FWB lives in this city, so I stayed at her place instead. We're doing mostly online/FaceTime stuff. I knew she had a guy she sometimes hooks up with. I'd heard about him, but had not met him until last night.
I got to her house after a company dinner, still in my work dress and heels, tipsy and already wired because I hadn't seen her in person in months. We made out in her hallway like teenagers. Then there was a knock at the back door. So yeah, Her FWB came over.
We were all drinking in her kitchen, eating pasta, and she had her hand up my dress under the table. It got comfortable fast. She had bought a chocolate cake, whipped cream, strawberries, honey, all of it. Apparently she had a plan.
At some point dinner just stopped being dinner. She fed me cake with her fingers, then kissed me with chocolate still in my mouth. He watched. It was insanely hot. Then my dress came off in the kitchen.
They put whipped cream and chocolate on me. It was sticky and cold and and kind of gross, honestly, but also so hot I could barely stand up. My girlfriend was licking chocolate off my tits while this guy put his hands on my hips and I immediately spread my legs more.
I ended up sitting on the kitchen island in just my heels while they basically used me as dessert. Chocolate on my tits, honey on my stomach, whipped cream everywhere (yes, everywhere). My girlfriend went down on me right there in the kitchen while he held me still, and I came so hard I almost slipped off the counter. The whole thing was so stupid and dirty at the same time.
Then he fucked me on the kitchen island while she was behind me, kissing my neck and touching me. She loved every second of watching me lose my mind. That was the hottest part, honestly. Not him, exactly. Her seeing me like that.
some point they switched around and he was fucking her while she had her mouth on me, and I don't even know how to describe that. It was messy and awkward in places. Someone knocked over a glass. I got honey in my hair and cum on my face. She laughed with her face between my legs.
We eventually made it to the bedroom, but the kitchen is the part burned into my brain. The counter was sticky. The cake was destroyed. There were strawberries smashed on a plate. I remember lying there later, naked and disgusting, eating cake out of the box with them like that was a normal thing to do after getting wrecked in someone's kitchen.
He left early this morning. She is asleep next to me, the house smells like sex and chocolate, and I have to put on professional clothes soon and go sit in a meeting. I’m not feeling especially corporate right now lol