I Met A Girl
Under Jason's watchful eyes, our dynamic had shifted significantly. Nathan started going out more, seeking solace and distraction in the arms of strangers at bars and clubs. Sebastian now seemed to be a shadow of his former self, spending most of his time at home looking depressed and disconnected.
And then there was me. Caught in the middle of this emotional whirlwind, I found myself going a little bit crazy with desire. I missed the intimacy and connection that came with our threesomes, the way they made me feel alive and wanted. But more than anything, I missed Sebastian. His touch, his scent, the way he looked at me with those eyes that seemed to see straight through to my soul. All I wanted was for him to hold me close and make love to me, to show me that everything would be okay.
But we couldn't. Jason's rules were clear, and we all respected him too much to push the boundaries. So instead, I found myself longing for something I couldn't have, torturing myself with thoughts of what could have been if only we were allowed to be together in that way. It was a form of exquisite torture, a constant ache that seemed to grow stronger with each passing day.
I tried to distract myself, throwing myself into my work and spending time with friends. But no matter what I did, I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that seemed to be consuming me from the inside out. I found myself watching Sebastian from across the room, my heart aching with longing. He was so beautiful, so kind, so full of love. And yet, he seemed so far away, lost in his own private world of sadness and despair.
But one night, the ache became too much to bear. I couldn’t stand being around him and not being able to touch him, to feel his skin against mine. So I made a reckless decision. I decided to go out alone and drown my sorrows in alcohol, hoping that it would numb the pain, if only for a little while.
I stumbled into a dimly lit bar, the smell of stale cigarette smoke and spilled beer filling my nostrils. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink, the burn of the alcohol as it slid down my throat offering a temporary reprieve from my thoughts.
That’s when I saw her. A beautiful girl with long, flowing hair and eyes that seemed to hold a universe of secrets. She was sitting at a table with her boyfriend, their laughter filling the air. They looked happy, carefree, and I couldn’t help but envy them.
As the night wore on and the alcohol continued to flow, I found myself drawn to their table. I struck up a conversation with them, the words tumbling out of my mouth without filter. ““I wanna fuck both of you, do you mind?” I asked, my voice laced with anticipation. A couple named Luna and Damien exchanged a brief look, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity. After a moment of silent contemplation, they both turned to me with a shared smile, nodding in agreement.
At midnight, I found myself in a hotel room with Damien and his girlfriend Luna. It was an unexpected turn of events, but one that I couldn’t resist. There was an undeniable chemistry between us, and I knew that this night would be unforgettable.
As we entered the room, the tension in the air was palpable. Damien and Luna shared a knowing glance, silently communicating their desires. I could sense their anticipation, their hunger for something more. And I was more than willing to give it to them.
I took the lead, my heart pounding in my chest as I looked at Luna. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with a sensual aura that drew me in. I couldn’t help but feel a connection with her, even though we had just met. I knew that this night would be special, that it would be unlike anything I had experienced before.
I started by gently caressing her body, tracing my fingertips along her skin and feeling her shiver under my touch. Luna let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered herself to the moment. I leaned in closer, pressing my lips against her neck and planting gentle kisses along her jawline.
I then moved my hand down to her waist, slipping it under her panties and feeling the heat and wetness between her legs. Luna arched her back, a small whimper escaping her lips. I could see the desire and anticipation in her eyes as I made eye contact with her.
I asked her to open her legs for me, my voice barely above a whisper. She complied, a sultry smile playing on her lips. I kissed her inner thighs, slowly working my way towards her pussy. Her breath hitched, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly as I teased her with my soft kisses. I had never been with a woman before but I wanted to pleasure her, to make her feel good in a way that only another woman could.
I couldn’t believe I was about to do this, to taste another woman in such an intimate way. But the desire and hunger within me pushed me forward.
I started by fingering her, my movements slow and deliberate. Luna moaned softly, her eyes closed in ecstasy. I could feel the heat between her legs, the wetness that signaled her arousal. While increasing my movements, I leaned in to suck on her clitoris, my tongue flicking back and forth in a rhythm that drove her wild.
Luna’s body tensed, a soft cry escaping her lips as my tongue danced over her most sensitive areas. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, her hips bucking against my face as I continued to pleasure her with my tongue.
I delved deeper, my tongue exploring every crevice and fold of her pussy, eliciting gasps and moans of pleasure from her. I could feel her nearing the edge, her body trembling with anticipation as I brought her closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.
And then, with one final thrust of my tongue deep inside her, Luna came undone. Her back arched, her cries of pleasure filling the room as she rode out the waves of her climax. I continued to lick and suck her clean, savoring the taste and scent of her arousal as she slowly came back down from her high.
I could feel Damien’s eyes on me. I knew that he was enjoying the show. I had instructed him to fuck me from behind, and I could feel his presence behind me. I could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against me.
I moaned as he entered me, his movements strong and sure. The heat between us was undeniable, igniting a fire within me. His touch was like a drug, intoxicating and addictive, pulling me deeper into a world of passion and desire.
As he thrust into me, I felt a surge of pleasure course through my body, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the moment. Each movement was like a symphony of ecstasy, sending me into a state of pure bliss. I closed my eyes, lost in the sensation of being completely and utterly consumed by him.
Luna’s presence only added to the intensity of the moment, her hands roaming my body with a mix of lust and desire. Her nails dug into my skin, leaving a trail of sensation in their wake. I could feel her breath on my neck, her soft whispers of encouragement only fueling the fire that burned between us.
The room was filled with the sounds of our passion, the rhythmic sound of our bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Damien’s movements were relentless, each thrust sending me closer to the edge of oblivion. I could feel the tension building within me, a wave of pleasure threatening to consume me entirely.
As I reached the peak of my desire, Damien’s movements became more urgent, more demanding. The world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us locked in a dance of desire. I arched my back, surrendering myself completely to the pleasure that coursed through me.
And then, in a moment of pure ecstasy, I felt the release wash over me, sending me spiraling into a world of euphoria. Damien’s own release followed soon after, his body trembling with the force of his climax.
Thank you,” Luna whispered, her voice soft with emotion.
“Thank you for showing us a new side of ourselves,” Damien added, his words tinged with reverence.