My first threesome came after my first orgy. And I’m glad it did. While experiencing many people at the same time is great, it can also be overwhelming. You can get lost in an ocean of stimulation. It takes experience to learn how to navigate that ocean and direct its course. I had my first orgy at seventeen and became overwhelmed with the stimulation. At twenty-two, I had my first threesome and was much better prepared for the task.
We did not plan the threesome. My college girlfriend, Ariel invited her new friend/co-worker over to try and set her up with my roommate, Jonas. Her new friend, Melody was already in a relationship, but Ariel was not fond of her boyfriend. She said he was too spineless and insecure. She thought Jonas would be a better suitor.
When Melody arrived Saturday evening, Jonas wasn’t there. We started drinking and talking in the meantime. Melody took interest in a set of books on sex and speciation on my bookshelf. This sparked a discussion about mating patterns in other species. Melody was fascinated to learn that polygyny and polyandry are common throughout other species. The three of us agreed that modern day polyamory was a natural evolution of our nature.
"I've always wanted to try multiple partners," slipped from Melody's mouth like a truth you never thought you'd utter.
Ariel's body language changed. I could feel the tension grow. Melody broke through the tension by asking if I "lifted those huge things" while staring at the weights next to the bookshelf. Ariel laughed and said that was her first thought too. But, she asked Melody to hold back on future compliments because they would go to my head. I laughed and went to the back of the apartment to shower. (I thought at the time that she was just being friendly and appeasing my ego with a flirtatious tease. Many of Ariel’s friends acted that way.)
By the time I got out of the shower, Jonas was there. He was his usual rambunctious, boisterous self. But, he had a bit more vigor, a bit more punch. He was enamored by Melody. Once we were all properly intoxicated, Ariel suggested we play a game. Jonas went to roll us a joint while we decided on the game. The girls were talking back and forth excluding me from the conversation. I didn't care and went to grab us all drinks. Once back, they told me they decided on strip poker. I laughed and asked who actually plays strip poker. I thought it was just something people did in the plots of movies. It sounded so contrived and forced. But of course, I wasn’t turning an opportunity like that down. Jonas joined a few moments later and lit the joint. We told him what we were all going to play and he laughed nervously.
A few shots later and everyone was shirtless. We were playing Texas Hold ‘Em. The winner of each round could keep their clothes on. At this point, Ariel was in her skirt and bra, Melody was in jeans and a bra, and both Jonas and I both had jeans on. After each round, you lost an article of clothing and it was Melody’s turn to bet. Jonas and I had both folded already. Melody and Ariel both turned their hands over and Melody lost. I laughed and took my pants off. I asked Jonas what he was waiting for. He said he was waiting for Melody to decide what she was removing. She smirked and took her bra off. I wondered why she took her bra off and not her skirt. But after seeing her perfect breasts, I kind of lost my train of thought. Jonas took off his pants and we were all damn close to naked.
I won the next hand. Ariel lost her jeans. She had on a white sheer bra and panties set that left no detail to the imagination. Her pierced nipples poked through her bra as she kept her hands between her legs to hide her soak and swollen pussy. The lips of her pussy would always swell when she became aroused, perfect plump mounds. Melody went to take off her skirt and paused. We poked fun at her asking her what she was so nervous about. Her skirt fell to the ground and we could all see why she was nervous. She was not wearing panties. Her bare pussy exposed in front of two strangers. Ariel felt bad for her and said she’d get naked too in support. I joined the cause and took the rest of my clothes off. We were waiting for Jonas to join us, but he went to the kitchen to “make a drink.” I kept drinking with the girls hoping that Melody wouldn't pick up on Jonas' palpable awkwardness.
At one point, Ariel caught Melody staring at my crotch and said something to the effect of “I know, right!” They both giggled. I told them I felt objectified and that the objectification was OK as long as it went both ways. I noticed a certain eagerness in Ariel’s eyes when I said that. And the driver of that was Melody.