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Some weeks ago, Paula, my best friend, and I had unexpectedly ended up having sex, a consequence of a couple of drinks, but also a dream. Some months ago, I had written to Paula telling her I had dreamed about her. In my dream, I had sex with her and another girl. Our lives at that moment were a mess, especially in sentimental terms, so I guess that idea stuck in our minds. So, when I saw her again, she said she wanted us to have a threesome. But first, of course, we had to have a taste of each other.After our sexual encounter, we started to think about the girl we would share. Paula and I had shared many things in our lives: music, a rock band we both formed, soccer, cycling, but we had never thought about getting involved in a sentimental or sexual way.Paula didn’t know anyone we could have sex with, but I had a good candidate: Lorena. Lorena had been part of my life some years ago. I met her at the college where I work as an English professor as she was my student. Our relationship was short but was full of emotions and… sex! Paula had seen her a couple of times, and she agreed she was a good option. I hadn’t seen Lorena or talked to her in five years, so I guessed trying to reach her now was going to be a little weird, especially for her. I didn’t have her phone number; then, the only way to contact her was through the university email.I wrote her, asked how she was, and told her I wanted to see her. To my complete Ankara bayan escort amazement, she responded the next day. She said she was surprised at my emailing her, and she assented to meet me. She sent me her phone number too, so I called her and we agreed on meeting the following week at a nice café near the university.The day came, and I went to that café. She arrived soon. Seeing her again seemed strange, and a feeling of nostalgia invaded my mind somehow. She looked so pretty. Lorena was a little bit short and thin, had nice medium-sized boobs that looked bigger as she was not so skinny as she was some years ago. She had cut her hair shoulder length, but she still kept it dyed red.We talked and caught up with our lives and experiences we had gone through in these years. After three coffees and four hours of a pleasant conversation, I addressed the next topic of the chat.“Hey, I guess you remember Paula, the girl who played the guitar in my band,” I said.“Oh yeah… I remember I liked her a lot. She was so sexy,” said Lorena, who, like Paula, happened to be bisexual too.“Well, Lore… I have to confess something to you…”“What… are you together?” Lorena asked.“Not really… I mean… We kind of ended up involved, but that’s not what I want to talk about. I need to ask you something…”“What is that?” she asked curiously.“Paula and I want to have a threesome with a girl, and… I thought Escort bayan Ankara about you.”“What? Andrew… You’re crazy! You dumped me like five years ago, stopped talking to me, and now you reappear in my life with such a proposal. What’s wrong with you?”“I know… This is totally weird, but I think you are the right girl because of what happened between us, and because I remember you found Paula so attractive. That’s why I had the courage to talk to you,” I added.“Jeez! I don’t know…” She sighed. “I guess I will have to think about it.”I didn’t hear from her for a couple of days until one morning I found a message on my phone. I wanna be part of that threesome, she had written.We talked on the phone and agreed on making the corresponding arrangements for our next encounter. Then, I talked to Paula and told her about Lorena’s decision.We decided to meet before the “encounter” so that we could talk and kind of chill out. That way, when the moment came, we would not be so tense, and the whole situation would not be so awkward.The following Friday, we got together in a nice restaurant in a bohemian area of the city. We ate, chatted, and then went to a club. There, we danced, had some drinks, and had fun. Around midnight, I went to the bathroom and when I came back, I saw Lorena and Paula kissing on the dance floor. That was a good sign.Finally, the decisive night came. We had agreed Bayan escort Ankara on meeting at my place, an apartment I have downtown. I had bought some snacks and drinks, which were already set on the dining table. I had also made a nice playlist with some soft rock, which included songs by The Cure, Incubus, Radiohead, among others.Both girls looked so sexy. Paula was wearing a striped top and a beige skirt. Lorena was wearing black leggings and a semitransparent black top, which let us see the round forms that lay underneath her dark bra.We drank some tequila, chatted for a while, and then I proposed a little game. We would play blackjack, only five games. If I won, they would have to suck my dick, both of them at the same time for ten minutes, and during this time, they would not be allowed to touch or kiss each other. If either of them won, I would give them ten minutes of intimacy, and I would have to sit and watch.They accepted, we sat on the floor of my living room, and we began playing. By the third game, I was in the first position, but then I took unnecessary risks in the last two, and Paula ended up winning. That meant I had to sit down and let them start the new game.Paula celebrated her victory by bringing Lorena’s body close to hers and kissing her. Lorena, of course, didn’t put up resistance and allowed Paula to direct the actions. That was hot. The two girls kissed one another avidly as if that was the end of the world.Then, Paula began touching Lorena’s boobs. Lorena counterattacked and pulled Paula’s shirt open, exposing her bra and the round outline of her medium-sized boobs. They continued making out while touching their bodies. I felt like jumping on top of them, but I had to wait. My moment would come soon.