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It’s been a while since I wrote a good story. But I’ve been meaning to jot this one out, actually, for a few years. On the off chance one of my old colleagues read it through I wanted to give it some time before posting. As with all my stories, everyone is of age and everything is consensual.

Just to set things up, briefly, I was on a work trip to a major US city with a black male we’ll call Brad and an Asian female colleague we’ll call Samantha, both in their late 20s. It had been nothing but professional up until this point and we were good friends. Sure, we would go out to the bars and encountered each other a little tipsy in those settings but it never crossed any lines and I wasn’t out to either of them and no one had ever flirted, though the female was generally flirty with everyone in a mundane way.

Part of why it remained so professional is that work gave us our own rooms, which was a little disappointing because I all the time wanted to have to distribute a bed. Could have made things escalate much more quickly.

So, how did it go from professional to slutty?

On the plane I was sitting next to Samantha. Brad was a few seats back when I fucked up, opened my phone, and bam, Grindr was already open. I looked at her. She looked at me. We both kinda smiled with a light chuckle. I got super red. Neither of us did or said anything.

I figured that was that. No harm in her knowing. She was cool after all. The rest of the flight went without incident but she did fall asleep on my shoulder and seemed more touchy feely. I chalked it up to her being slightly more comfortable with me now that she assumed I was gay. Even though I swing both methods. Whatever.

So fast forward. Two days go by and we’re just doing our work thing. I have a few guys over to my room in the evenings, go out one night to a bathhouse. You know, the usual slut antics.

After a particularly long day we decide to grab drinks after work. But she ditches out after one or two to go to sleep. I get to talking to Brad and out of nowhere he’s like, “You know, Samantha and I have been fucking.”

I nearly choke on my drink but contain myself with a cool and calm, “No shit? For a while?”

“Actually we just started on this trip. Every night. I had been trying to get with her forever.”

“Shit man,” I told him, “Congrats. What changed her mind? She good in the sack?” I had a million questions.

“She’s a little nimph. I can’t get enough of her. And she seems to want more.”

“What do you mean?”

“She’s been nudging for a threesome,” he paused as if that was a place to pause, before adding, “and to answer your other question, as to what changed her mind, actually you kinda helped with that.”

He then tells me that the day we flew in, he went by her room and she told him what she saw and that she couldn’t get it out of her head. And he wanted to know why and she told him she had just been horny as fuck ever since catching me with Grindr. That led to him pushing her on why it turned her on, and she had told him that she had all the time had a thing for me and was surprised that finding out I was into guys didn’t just change that. Instead it made her even more into me cause she couldn’t stop imagining me with another guy.”

“But that doesn’t answer how you managed to get her to fuck you,” I said, still taking everything I was hearing in.

“I told her I thought you were hot and would go down on you in a heartbeat, and the moment I said that she jumped my bones.”

I looked at Brad. Closely. Shaved head. Massive lips. Beefed up from working out, and – I imagined – fat flacid cock growing by the inch by the second. I could hear him fucking her in my head as I looked at him. I could hear her yelping, barking like a dog, for his fat cock. I could hear the three of us going at it.

“You’re into guys,” I asked him.

“To be honest, no. Let’s call it… heteroflexible,” he laughed.

“You told her you’d go down on me to get her more turned on?”

“Yup.”

“That’s going to cost you.”

He laughed.

“So. You fucking her tonight?”

“Planning on it.”

“I have an idea,” I told him.

We then devised a plan. He had a room key she’d slipped him for the trip once they started hooking up. We were gonna go to her room, he would unlock the door and go in but hand me the key before entering. I would wait ten minutes and enter, shirtless. Before I did he was gonna get her worked up and tell her he had a surprise for her.

I would be the surprise.

A part of me couldn’t believe this was happening. But I had been through crazier shit.

I’ve described Brad. Lemme tell you about Samantha. Short, maybe 5’4″ with dark hair and glasses. Perky tits on a mostly flat chest like I love. She was all the time dressed professionally but all the time managed to just tease enough to make you wonder. She had this dark side with a cynical sense of humor and would stare at you in a way that made you think she either hated you or wanted to fuck you right that moment or both. I lived for it.

When I slid the card and opened the door he was going down on her. They were both completely nude.

Samantha gasped, partially because he was hitting the right spot with his tongue, partially because I was standing there shirtless undoing my pants.

“What… what is happening,” she said between gasps of air.

I walked over and I put my finger on her mouth pressing it against her lips tightly and shhshed her, adding, “you’re getting your surprise if you are a good girl.”

Why let the surprise be only for her, though, I wondered. As Samantha lay with her legs spread wide, Brad was ass up in the air and face down in her pussy. I got behind him carefully and dove my tongue into his hole.

He gasped. Then she gasped. I planted my tongue deeply into him at that. He didn’t stop me.

After doing this for several minutes I moved and hovered over Samantha and began to squat. She grabbed my ass and pulled it to her and began doing to me what I had been doing for Brad. Sitting on her face I told Brad to lick her tits. He moved up but before he could get to her I pulled him up to my cock instead.

He immediately began sucking me. And I moaned as both of them used their mouths on me.

When I was rock hard and didn’t think I could get any harder I asked them to move and I began to fuck Samantha. Brad looked stupid watching and not doing much so I told him to fuck me into her.

He went behind me and pushed himself in making me move deeper into Sam. As I did, she couldn’t take it anymore and started to cum on my cock her whole body shaking against me.

That set him out and he began to pull out to cum but I refused to let him and instead backed up on his cock until he was on his back and I was riding him. This made him cum immediately and me too as I came all over my chest feeling him fill me up.

We collapsed into each other. I watched them to at it again before leaving for my own room.

Sadly we went our separate methods after I left the job a few months later. Met up a few times for drinks but nothing ever happened again.

NSFW: yes

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