2 Girls 1 Guy Novels & Stories

But yeah, I am. The three girls saunter towards us, lazily I check them out with my eyes half closed. They’re giggling like kids in a playground. “Hey, Liam.” The one in a red g-string bikini says. I nod. “Hi girls. What’s up?” “You want to come hang with us for a bit?” Everyone knows that Tate and I don’t date so either they’re very forward and don’t give a hoot that I am lying next to her on the lounger or they’re already aware she’s only my bestie.

"Why don't we ever do two guys and one girl?" "Yeah." Susan says, sitting up and looking at me. "How come?" "Because we are two girls and one guy." I answer lamely. "Do you have someone in mind for the other guy?" I ask, thinking that there's no reason we can't make this happen. "What about Ken?" Susan asks Sherrie. "You could do Ken and Nick together." She explains.

“Very well, bro.” Leaving the other girl on the ground, he moved towards the chubby. He was laughing evilly while rubbing his palms as if he had won a one-in-a-million opportunity. Seeing him coming towards her, the chubby girl closed her eyes in the acceptance of more pain that will be bestowed upon her in a while. “Guys, can you hurry up?” The fourth guy appeared to be a little timid. He was standing a little farther, keeping an eye around. He had no idea why they all decided to act at this moment and at this place when they could easily find an opportunity later too.

Is this basement really under a normal house? He escorts me to a massive kitchen. There are a bunch of guys in here, along with two girls. The guys are all laughing and enjoying themselves, but the girls standing in the corner look lifeless and worn out. As soon as these guys spot me, they pause laughter. They are looking at me as if I'm an outcast. Their stares wish I would leave. None of them provoke me, but their eyes follow me until I reach these other girls. "Hi..." I say.

The skinny guy was flipping a skateboard around under his feet, trying to show off some little tricks for the girl but mostly just looking like an idiot. And a third girl, with long black hair and thick fake eyelashes, sat cross-legged on top of the table, typing furiously on her phone. I’m not sure why I got caught up watching them as I passed, but I’m glad I did because what happened next stopped me dead. A big girl with a sweet, chubby face emerged from a side door of the building and started walking through the group. The skinny guy noticed her and dropped his skateboard. He went over to the brunette and whispered something in her ear, and they both started smiling mischievously.

I would give anything to have it shut up once and for all. I keep looking at her and I notice that she is not just staring into space. Something has her attention. Just like she has yours. Oh God! I look and there are three girls playing in the rain. Two brunettes and one blonde. With the way the play, one more than the others, I can tell that she is thinking about her friends. One brunette pulls the other away from the shade she was hiding under and the blonde seems to have fun observing the other getting pulled before joining the fun. I can tell who represents every friend. The few times I have been at home after leaving, I have seen them together. Not that I was watching for them or anyth

The guy watched, hand on himself, then joined in, touching them both. I stood there, frozen. My face burned. The way the girls touched each other, soft then rough, moaning little sounds that carried. The guy sliding between them, hands everywhere. It was messy. Real. Hot. I felt myself getting wetter, thighs sticky under my clothes. I crossed my arms, trying to hide how my nipples tightened against the hoodie. Jax stood right behind me, breath warm on my ear. “See? They set it up. Picked each other. Paid after. Look at their faces. Not trapped.”

Her friends didn't seem to be in the sea of faces, but something rather odd caught her attention. "Oh, my goodness. Look at that." She pointed as Lisa and Sicily moved up beside her. A thin girl sat on someone's lap, the male’s pants around his thighs and the girl’s skirt up over the curve of her butt. His hands held on tight to her, his movements jerky and uncoordinated. Several guys stood around him, egging them on and sporting visible excitement themselves. "Holy shit. You can screw in here?" Lisa asked, her eyes wide. Kari laughed at seeing her friend shocked at the scene before them. Lisa was used to dishing out shock, not receiving it.

I said and stepped aside. I took a bend through the trees and came to an open space. Three girls were sitting on the bank of a running river, laughing and discussing amongst themselves. "I'm just waiting for the perfect moment to shoot my shot. And when that happens, I would take him all to myself." The girl in the middle said as she clapped her hands together. "What about the new girl he brought some days ago? I even learned that he has a mate. She was in the pack about three days ago."

The two girls giggle softly and I take River’s hand. As we walk by, I look at Hoodie Guy and smile, as if he’s just another person waiting for a plane. He turns and walks away. He’s nervous. Twitchy. Checking his phone every few steps. Probably waiting for a signal. Then he disappears through the exit. The girls and I take the scenic route, pretending to admire vending machines and bathroom signage.