Threesome with a male slut and a friend while watching TV and making out in the basement.

Back in college, I had my share of fun. I grew up in a very religious Christian household and didn’t even masturbate until I left for college at 18. I moved into a cooperative house the summer before my freshman year and predictably lost my horny little mind. Co-ops at my school were somewhat infamous for unbridled sex and substance use. Although I didn’t know this when I first chose to move in.

Anyway, this story starts in the co-op basement on a lazy Thursday afternoon in the fall of my sophomore year. Our basement was kind of a catch-all space that had couches and a tv, gaming setups, a ping pong table, and gym equipment. It wasn’t an uncommon experience for people to drink and smoke weed and get up to shenanigans down there.

Another girl that lived at the co-op and I were downstairs drinking and watching tv (some thriller-type show, I think). We had fooled around at a party a few weeks before, so there was some underlying sexual tension between us. Her name was Sofia. She was an adorable Latina woman with 5’5, long dark wavy hair, brown eyes, and gorgeous tan skin. With a massive ass and perky B-cup boobs. She was what one would consider “thicc.”

I – 5’7, pale with dark red-brown hair and large green eyes. My butt, though smaller than Sofia’s, was nice and toned from years of playing competitive volleyball. I recently had a boob growth spurt after starting birth control and I was enjoying my new full C-cup breasts.

Although we hadn’t gone downstairs to mess around, the combination of alcohol and the thriller tv show was slowly stoking our libidos. As these things usually go, we went from lounging close to each other to lying on each other, to making out. Things began to get heavier and both of us had taken off our shirts (bras still on) when we heard someone come down the stairs. We were too drunk to care, so we continued to grope and make out until we heard a male voice go “Whoaaa okay then ladies!”

I peeked over the edge of the battered blue sofa that we were lying on to see another one of my housemates, Dan Lee, standing near the gym equipment. To be honest, I wasn’t surprised that he was downstairs to try and work out. He was on the varsity track throwing team. Even when he wasn’t in the fancy athletic facilities he was trying to squeeze in reps between study sessions.

I was secretly a bit thrilled that he had found us. Out of everyone in the (incredibly horny) house, he was probably the sluttiest. It wasn’t uncommon to see a new woman at the breakfast table with him every few days. There’s something about slutty men that is just so irresistibly hot. I hadn’t made a move on him yet that year because it was rumoured that he had a new girlfriend and was giving up on his old ways.

“What are you up to?” He asked, jokingly. “Burning the midnight oil to prepare for midterms, I see.” I looked at Sofia – she had a deep red flush spreading over her chest from behind her purple lace bra. She looked Dan steadily in the eyes as she answered, “Yeah, we’re reviewing for my Physiology exam.” She looked at me and we started giggling. Suddenly, in my drunken and horny mind, I saw an opportunity present itself.

“You’re a pre-med major, right Dan? You probably took Phys already. Want to help us review?.” I knew my come-on was corny, but I was too drunk and turned on to care.

I felt Sofia’s hand move onto my thigh towards my pussy and I knew she was on board with my plan. “Hmmm…” Dan said, looking at us thoughtfully. He stood there looking at us with an indiscernible look on his face, unmoving. To break the awkward silence, I grabbed Sofia’s boobs and started kissing her again. We made out for a few more minutes, as things slowly became more heated.

It was a pretty warm day, we were both wearing skirts and I felt her hand slowly run up the inside of my leg and start rubbing me through my underwear. At this point, I had stopped caring whether Dan was still around or not and unhooked Sofia’s lavender bra so that I could flick her nipples with my tongue. “Ohhh!” she moaned breathily, throwing her head of long dark hair back over the arm of the couch.

It was a few moments after I started this that I was aware of Dan’s presence on the side of the couch. I took a quick break and looked over to see what he was up to and when I did, my heart dropped down into my panties. He was standing staring at us, his lips parted and eyes glazed with lust, his breathing laboured. His gym shorts were impressively tented as he ran his hand over them, slowly stroking his erect cock over the fabric.

“Keep going,” he ordered in a low and commanding voice, sending a minor shock wave through my nether regions and a tingle down my spine. “Okay then,” I replied and returned to twirling my tongue around Sofia’s light brown nipples.

It was a beautiful experience to be caressed by both the soft moans of Sofia underneath me and the unsteady breathing of Dan behind me as Sofia continued to play with my clit under my skirt. I felt like I could have continued this forever, but after a few more minutes Dan had other plans. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him move to where Sofia’s head was thrown back over the arm of the couch. Sofia caught on to what was happening and stuck her head back further, sticking her wet pink tongue out of her mouth. With that kind of invitation, it was a wonder we all didn’t just cum right then and there. Dan pulled his pants and underwear down just low enough to pull out a truly impressive uncut cock – and suddenly it was clear why he had so many nighttime female visitors.

Sofia, never one to turn down a challenge (she’s an ER nurse now, and even back then she knew how to handle things on the fly), took his dick in her hand and guided it into her mouth. The exhale from Dan told me that she was just as adept with cocks as she was with clits. I decided to follow Dan’s train of thought and started kissing a trail down Sofia’s toned torso to her thighs. I pulled her skirt up to find her wearing a tiny powder blue thong, which I gently pulled aside to start massaging her slick pink pussy with my tongue.

From above me, I could hear Sofia begin to moan around Dan’s cock. After some time, I felt Sofia tense underneath me and her pussy began to pulse on my tongue as she started to orgasm. Her moans around Dan’s cock became louder and louder until I wondered whether the people in the kitchen above would hear us – then eventually subsided into soft whimpers.

Dan gently pulled his saliva-drenched cock from Sofia’s gasping mouth and looked straight into my eyes. “Come here.” I quickly obliged, tripping over to him in my haste. “Suck,” he whispered throatily and pushed me down into a kneeling position. I went to position his cock in my mouth with my hands and he gently but firmly pushed them away. “Mouth only,” he instructed, grasping the back of my head and forcing himself down my throat.

Luckily it wasn’t my first time blowing that large of a dick, but it was still a bit of a challenge. I could feel tears forming in the corner of my eyes as I bobbed my head back and forth, almost choking on him. Eventually, I felt him straighten up and his grip on my head tightened – I knew he was getting close. “I’m going to cum,” he breathed, and being the cumslut I am, I grabbed his ass and forced his cock even deeper. He groaned softly as he shot rope after rope of cum down my throat, his hips thrusting shallowly. I swallowed as best as I could around him, though I felt some dribbles of saliva and cum escape the corners of my mouth.

I thought we were done after that, but as he pulled his dick out of my mouth, I saw a glint in his eye that told me there was more on his mind.

After Dan shot his load down my throat, he stood up straight and pulled up his gym shorts. “I’m coming right back,” he said, chest heaving. “Stay here.” As I watched him turn into the hallway leading upstairs, I could only wonder what his slutty mind had planned. I wasn’t about to leave though. Who knew if I’d ever have the opportunity to experience something like this again?

I glanced over at Sofia, who looked back at me incredulously. “What the fuck,” she said. “If it had been anyone else but Dan.”

A sudden wave of mirth overwhelmed me and I started giggling. The whole thing felt so unreal. Sofia kept shaking her head in disbelief, staring off into space, muttering “What the actual fuck,” every so often, which only made me laugh harder.

A few minutes later, I heard feet on the stairwell again, and Dan emerged, holding up a few packets of condoms. Sofia and I locked eyes, raising our eyebrows at each other. If this was what he had in mind, I was definitely on board.

Sofia was still laid out on the couch, completely spent after her orgasm. She pulled her legs up as we moved toward her to allow for some room at the end of the couch. Dan sat down on the couch and pulled his pants and underwear down completely. He started touching himself again, coaxing his dick back to hardness. “I think I could go another round now,” he said, smiling slightly as he slowly stroked his rapidly hardening cock.

At this pronouncement, I grinned and gave my partners a thumbs-up while Sofia gave a drunken little cheer. She spread her legs open, pulling her skirt up over her stomach to reveal a slick of wetness on her light blue thong.

Dan climbed toward her, pushing her legs back to kneel between them. “Wow, you guys are sluttier than I thought,” he half-laughed. I almost laughed out loud at that one – calling us sluts was pretty loaded coming from a guy with a triple-digit number of sex partners. I watched with shallow breath as he guided his erect uncut cock to the wet spot on Sofia’s underwear and slowly began to tease her with the tip.

“You’re going to have to ask me to fuck you.” “I want you to fuck me!” Sofia whined. “Say it again!” “I want you to fuck my brains out!” Sofia nearly yelled in frustration. Dan laughed and continued to tease her, resting the tip of his cock against her while lightly fingering her clit. At this point, we were all kind of giggling at the dramatic way Sofia was wriggling around whining, which she was exaggerating for comedic effect.

And then all of a sudden, Sofia let out a gasp as Dan pushed his cock past her tiny thong and up inside her. He was a lot to take, and he knew it. Sofia moaned as he slowly started to fuck her, pushing into her little by little, warming her up. I think her previous orgasm had helped prime her as well, and I felt a little proud of myself for that contribution.

I perched myself in a nearby beanbag chair and watched them for several minutes as I touched myself under my skirt. The whole situation was so hot that I felt like I was having some kind of out-of-body experience. Suddenly, I was hit by a wave of inspiration. I crawled over to that threadbare blue couch and levelled myself with Dan’s slowly thrusting hips. By this point, Sofia was no longer quietly moaning but letting out soft muffled screams of pleasure and I positioned myself so that I could watch his thick cock rhythmically pump her soaking wet pussy. “Fuck Dan!” she yelled, “Fuck, I’m going to cum!” A few more thrusts later I saw her body tense, nipples erect, as she had what I can only imagine was a mind-shattering orgasm.

Dan’s flushed face contorted for a second as if he were also about to cum, but he seemed to get ahold of himself as he looked over and saw me watching them. “You next,” he murmured, sliding slowly out of Sofia. I felt a shiver go through my body and my pussy clenched at the sight of his engorged cock, the condom slick with Sofia’s wetness.

“You’re going to have to ask me, too,” he said, a gleam in his dark eyes. I positioned myself so that I was propped up in one of the large bean bag chairs that were lying on the ground. Locking eyes with Dan, I pulled my skirt up to reveal a lacy pink and yellow thong. I spread my legs so that he could see the outline of my pussy against the thin fabric. My voice caught in my throat as I whispered, “I want your cock.”

Dan sat on the couch staring at me as he gently ran his fingers over his swollen glans. I knew he was going to tease me, just like he had Sofia.

“What do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me raw. I want you to fill me with your cum.”

In hindsight, the fact that Dan was the town bicycle should have encouraged a little more caution on my part. I blame the alcohol and my longstanding weakness for slutty men. But I would worry about this questionable decision later. At that moment, all my inhibitions had disappeared and I was filled with a deep and overwhelming desire for this slut with his thick uncut cock to shoot his cum inside me.

As soon as these pleas left my lips, Dan’s face hardened into a mask of lust and he was on top of me, pushing my head back and pulling my breasts out of my tank top and squeezing them firmly. He was breathing hard now, and his muscular body was so warm against me that it was almost smothering. His voice was low and tense as he pulled my panties down roughly. “You’re going to take my load like a good girl, aren’t you.”

I nodded and moaned in agreement. He was being rougher with me than he had Sofia as he pulled and pinched my now erect pink nipples. My begging for his cum seemed to have set off something a little dangerous in him, and it was thrilling.

Almost suffocating under his muscular torso, I felt his fingers enter me. I hadn’t orgasmed yet like Sofia and even though I was wet, I was still fairly tight. I could tell he was trying to prepare me to take him without hurting me, but I like it rough and I wanted to feel his soreness the next day. “Now,” I whispered into Dan’s shoulder. “Fuck me now.”

“Now,” I whispered into Dan’s shoulder. “Fuck me now.”

I felt his biceps tense as his hand moved towards his cock. I couldn’t tell if he had taken off the condom yet, but it seems he hadn’t because his next words contained the slightest hint of trepidation. “Really?”

“Dan, I’m on the pill. I want your cock, not your kids.” That made him smile. “Okay then,” he growled. His arm was rhythmically tensing in a way that made me certain he stroked himself.

“Ask me again.”

Pulling him down on top of me, I whispered into his ear. “I want to feel your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me full of cum.”

His body tensed on top of me and a low moan seemed to escape him almost involuntarily. When I looked into his face, mere inches from mine, there was no trace of caution there. He was staring into my eyes with a raw intensity that sent shockwaves down my body from my nipples to my now exposed pussy. He groped at my bare chest again, pinching my erect nipples and squeezing my breasts with his free hand.

I could feel the head of his dick pressed up against me, felt him teasing me with the engorged tip. I couldn’t remember a time that I had ever felt so desperate to be fucked. And then, he was pushing the entirety of his thick erect cock into me. For the second time, I felt like I had left my body. I was aware of so many sensations but they floated over and under each other in a disconnected way.

My back was pressed into the cheap, textured bean bag chair. My breasts, which Dan had pulled out of my tank top, were slightly cold and my nipples tingled from when he had pinched them. I could feel my long hair tickling my shoulders and sticking to the back of my neck. The well-worn cotton of Dan’s t-shirt was rubbing the inside of my thighs. And at the centre of this storm of sensations was the feeling of Dan’s thick cock stretching my slick and quivering pussy, a duet of both pleasure and pressure.

Then Dan put his hands on my hips and started to thrust, which grounded me immediately. I think I cried out because Dan placed a hand over my mouth and gave me a warning look. For some reason, him muffling my cries was so hot that I was immediately pushed to the edge.

Within several minutes I felt the familiar sensation building and knew I was about to have a seismic orgasm. I usually cum pretty quickly from penetration, and under the circumstances, it was surprising I lasted even a few minutes.

Gripping the sides of the chair, I focused on the sensation of his cock pumping in and out of me. I could feel every part of him. Every ridge on that beautiful thick cock, that cock that was going to fill me with his slutty cum. I imagined his cum dripping out of my raw, spent pussy. I imagined all the women that Dan had fucked, including Sofia. All of them in fits of ecstasy like I was now. Were their nipples also hardened with arousal? Were their pussies also swollen and dripping, stretched around his cock, like mine? Could they too hear the slick, wet sounds of Dan’s cock sliding in and out of them?

“Dan, I’m – ” and then I was cumming, and cumming hard. It was the type of orgasm where you go temporarily blind. Wave after wave of pleasure swelled and crested through me as Dan slowed his pace but continued to fuck me. The pleasure was so intense that I almost started to feel a little nauseous. Dan’s face had taken on a desperate, almost pained sort of expression. “I can feel you,” he moaned. “I can feel your pussy throbbing.”

“It feels so good,” I gasped. “You feel so good.”

With that, I saw his eyes close and the muscles in his neck tighten. His hips started to spasm and his thrusts grew more erratic.

Then suddenly, he pulled his cock out of me with a grunt and shot a massive load across my stomach and exposed breasts. His orgasm went on for a while, his soft moans alternating with spurts of cum.

Eventually, he was finished, and he sat back on his heels to look into my dazed eyes.

“Sorry I didn’t cum in you,” he said, a little sheepishly. “We’ll have to try that another time.”

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