[m4F] - The aftermath of a threesome gone wrong
I’d like to roleplay the aftermath of a threesome. I would have first suggested a threesome with another girl, but you would have been so offended thinking that I just wanted to have sex with another girl that I would have suggested to start with another guy instead. A guy of your choice.
Eventually the threesome happens, and I end up being more of a spectator to the best sex you’ve ever had. We can also include a little something: like a few girls, you’ve never been able to cum from penetration alone, and even though I’d try my best, it never happened. Only this time, the other guy would give you your first penetrative orgasm in front of me.
I’d like to roleplay what happens after that relationship altering event.
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Today was supposed to be a day of exploration, a day of pushing boundaries with Hannah. We had talked about it, about trying a threesome, about bringing another person into our bedroom. We had agreed on Tom, Hannah's colleague, a man she trusted and respected. But now, as I sit here, the echoes of today's events still fresh in my mind, I can't help but feel a sense of loss, a deep sadness that threatens to consume me.
I had imagined this moment differently. I had thought that I would be more involved, more in control. But as the day unfolded, I found myself on the sidelines, a spectator in my own bedroom, watching as another man made love to my girlfriend.
Hannah had been so sure about this, so confident in her decision to invite Tom. She had assured me that this was a safe choice, that she trusted him. And I had trusted her, had trusted her judgment. But as I watched them together, as I saw the way Hannah responded to Tom's touch, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, a deep dread that was almost overwhelming.
Hannah had undressed me, her hands sure and confident, her eyes filled with a desire that I had never seen directed at me. She had taken me into her mouth, her movements slow and deliberate. But as Tom began to undress behind her, her focus began to waver. I saw the way her eyes flicked towards him, the way her body tensed in anticipation.
I had always known that Hannah had never had an orgasm from penetration alone. We had tried, so many times, but it had always eluded her. I had accepted it, had loved her for who she was, had been patient, had waited. But today, as I watched Tom enter her from behind, I saw a look on her face that I had never seen before. A look of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
As Tom increased his pace, Hannah's moans grew louder, her body tensing. I saw the way she looked at me, her eyes filled with a silent plea. I nodded, my throat tight, and she let go, her body convulsing with her orgasm. The first one she had ever had from penetration alone, and it was with another man.
I felt a sense of loss, a deep sadness that was almost overwhelming. I had wanted to be the one to give her that pleasure, to be the one to make her body convulse with desire. But instead, I had watched as another man did it, had watched as another man made love to my girlfriend in front of me.
As Tom pulled out of Hannah, she looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of desire, guilt, and confusion. I saw the silent question in her eyes, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. I didn't know what the answer was, didn't know what the future held. But I knew one thing for sure - nothing would ever be the same again.
I had thought that I could handle this, that I could be the understanding, supportive boyfriend that Hannah needed me to be. But as I sit here, the echoes of today's events still fresh in my mind, I can't help but feel a sense of failure, a deep sense of loss that threatens to consume me.