College Threesome Stories Novels & Stories

That was when she met Adrian. And then, of course, she shifted the subject. “Okay, enough trauma bonding. Let’s talk about your sex life with Adrian.” I blinked. “Wait, what?” Gia grinned wickedly. “Girl, I’ve done threesomes, foursomes, even a fivesome once, don’t ask me how that worked. You’ve got to have some wild stories.”

But back in med school, when they dated, but they wouldn't call it dating, it started as a friendship, but then Matheo started to show more dominance over Jace, and he allowed it, he would never submit to anyone else, but Matheo earned it, he'd submit to him in bed and enjoy it. "I missed this," Matheo says, he has to agree with Callina, a threesome is so much fun, especially when he kind of have some feelings toward their third partner. "This was a mistake," Jace says out loud, he can't let this happen again, last night was a mistake, he should just take the kitten and head back home. "It wasn't, it was fun, don't say you haven't enjoyed it," Callina says hurt, she knows they couldn't have

he announced, his tone possessive, almost proprietary. Amanda was looking at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. Her entire body began to shake, but it was no longer the tremor of fear or shame; it was the overwhelming vibration of pure, illicit desire. *God, she shouldn't be entertaining this. This is fucking crazy.* She had just been violently ejected from her marriage, served divorce papers by her ex-husband, and now her new, so-called lover was requesting a threesome. And not just any threesome—a threesome with the two most delicious, potent men she had ever encountered in her life. Her pussy couldn't bear it; it was already throbbing with anticipation. Her entire body felt the overwhelmin

Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Or maybe Edgard hoped to join in? Chassie knew her husband was no stranger to threesomes. She’d never experienced that type of kink, never been curious about trying it…until now. What would it feel like to have both men touching her body? Two sets of hands, two mouths, two cocks competing to make her scream with pleasure? Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap.

he says His jacket it the floor. Her dress followed. His eyes darkened as he took her in …wearing nothing but lace which hugged her curves well.. He took up his trouser as they both sank into the couch… He wore a condom and then eased himself into her …their bodies fit.. They moved together slowly. Zaria wrapped her hands around him as he continued to move inside her “Look at me”he commanded And she did … As both of them gave in to wave of pleasure..

I alternated faster now—thrust into her sopping cunt, feeling her juices squirt around my shaft, then yank out and plunge into his needy hole, stretching him wider, his moans turning to choked cries. The desk creaked dangerously, papers scattering, but I didn't care; my hips snapped with raw power, my thick cock owning every inch of them. Mrs. Collins' pussy fluttered wildly, close to the brink, her nails raking red lines down my arms, while Mr. Collins bucked back, his ass milking me, his gasps fueling the fire. Their bodies pressed close, her breasts brushing his back, hands reaching to touch each other amid the chaos—fingers intertwining, a whispered 'I love you' from her to him that hit

Expensive shit, too. There are five different lingerie scattered around the room. “Nasty by Lil Duval, Tank, and Jacques” is blasting on the speaker, and there on the four-poster bed lies the man himself. Mason and five different women tangled up together. Ugh, one can never tell when the other person ends and when the next begins. I'll never understand how people can do threesomes or whatever they're doing right now. I don't share what's mine and that's it.

"The ones about the couples were cute, but I couldn't get into them. I thought I'd be into the Gay one, but it didn't do it for me. The bondage thing was a turnoff, though I liked the idea of being forced, maybe? Just not the pain part. The threesome one was OK. Watching the couple having sex in the forest was hot. The cheating one was good too. I guess I kind of like it when the people are doing something wrong, you know? Where it's not just sex. It's like, animal. Out of control." "I think I can find you more of those," I said. Jennifer watched, though she couldn't see my screen, as I went through and picked a few more stories. Based on what she'd told me, her tastes weren't that dissimila

A few years ago when I was in the closet, I was scrolling through Grindr and got a message from a friend of mine. I told him it’s me and we both laughed. He said he and his boyfriend (let’s call them Mike and Will) were looking for another guy for a threesome. They were both looked very hot in the pictures. We decided to meet in the evening. I got to their place, we talked a bit, drank a beer, smoked some weed and got to business quite fast.

They were talking about big, frightening swings to break the ice. One story, from a user named ‘Phoenix Rising’, caught my eye. She wrote about how she and her husband, after a decade of numbness, had invited a trusted friend for a night. “It wasn’t really about the third person,” she wrote. “It was about seeing each other in a new light. Letting go of ownership and rediscovering play. The jealousy was a mirror, and what we saw in it shocked us back to life.” A threesome. The word should have shocked me. It should have repulsed my sensible mom-brain. Instead, a jolt went through me, sharp and alive. I leaned closer to the screen.