Anniversary with Surprises

The story I’m telling happened many years ago, when I was single. Back then, I was in a relatively long-term relationship with a girl my age, who finally gave in after a tough courtship—but it was worth it. Although she generally had a calm demeanor and low-key mentality, deep down she was a strong personality full of surprises. We waited a while before we finally consummated our relationship (at least three months), but good for her.

I still remember the first night we spent together—a mix of tenderness and unrestrained passion. Gradually, over time, we learned each other in the sexual realm. Slowly, we began exchanging experiences, preferences, and desires. Her demands were very simple, without any particular quirks. The only desire I ever expressed was that I wanted to make love with two women at some point. I remember she kissed me then and, half-jokingly, half-seriously, declared that anything could happen someday. But I never took it seriously because the conversation was purely theoretical.

On the day of our first anniversary, when I went to her place after work, I found her with the girl who regularly did her beauty treatments—manicures, pedicures, waxing. I had seen her many times before, and after greeting them both, I went to take a shower because of the day’s heat. When I finished, I poked my head out and asked if the girl had left so I could step out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Instead, I found her alone in bed, covered with a sheet, wearing a mischievous smile. She stretched out her hand and called me to lie beside her. We didn’t waste any time starting our game, with the only difference being that, because of the anniversary (which she reminded me of), she wanted to take things slowly, nothing like our usual routine. I agreed and began caressing and kissing her all over, especially in the spots I knew drove her wild. We’d been going at it for a while, her breathing had grown heavy, and I was just about to reciprocate when suddenly the bed shifted, and a strange, cold female hand touched my back. To my shock, I saw the girl naked in our bed, who immediately wrapped her arms around me and gave me a passionate kiss on the mouth, while one of her hands grabbed my aroused cock. I was still stunned when they laid me down, and my girlfriend whispered in my ear that this was her gift to me for our anniversary.

I was already quite aroused when two mouths and two pairs of hands started working on me, and I struggled with nails and teeth to keep my composure and not come right then and there. Soon, at my girlfriend’s urging, our new companion straddled me. No discussion about protection. For the short time she was on top of me, my girlfriend whispered all sorts of erotic things and kissed me everywhere. When I realized I was approaching the point of no return, I tried to push her off me, but she refused—and it became clear she was right on the edge too. I came intensely inside her just as she collapsed completely on top of me, moaning, and came seconds after me.

We stayed like that for a moment, motionless, still connected, catching our breath. When we finally managed to breathe again, all three of us lay there, and suddenly burst into laughter because the whole situation seemed funny to us.

We stayed like that for a while, chatting pleasantly, and then I got up to wash off. I intended to continue and satisfy my girlfriend once the other girl had left. But when I returned about ten minutes later, I stood there with my mouth wide open at what I saw. I saw our new friend with her face buried deep between my girlfriend’s legs, while my girlfriend gripped the two pillows with her hands, her eyes half-closed, clearly in intense arousal. I joined in turn, began kissing my girlfriend’s breasts and giving her a sensual massage all over her body, while the other girl didn’t stop for even a second. After a while, she asked to take me in her mouth again, while the other kept kissing her down below without pause. Then something surprising happened. On her own initiative, she pushed her friend away from underneath, laid her flat on her back, said she wanted to try what I had just given her, and they switched into a 69 position—with my girlfriend on top.

The whole scene was highly arousing, and after a moment I approached and slowly entered her from behind, fully inside, while our new friend kept going relentlessly from below. At one point, as I was thrusting, she took me completely into her mouth and then immediately put me back inside my girlfriend’s slit. Hardcore porn scenes, basically. This went on several times until finally my girlfriend began moaning with pleasure and shaking her head from side to side. After an extremely intense orgasm, she flipped onto her back and pushed me off her, exhausted.

I lay down beside her, sweaty and tired but still aroused. The other girl asked permission to continue with me, and I didn’t refuse. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the incredible blowjob she gave me with her velvety mouth. With such exquisite attention, I started approaching my peak, and soon had a second powerful orgasm, part of which ended up in our new friend’s mouth. Usually, I’m a one-time man.

When she finally got dressed and left, my girl said she knew the girl was bisexual, which was exactly why she suggested the threesome—and she’d even paid her triple what she’d normally pay for a regular beauty session.