I had sex with a girl and her boyfriend came along for the ride [FFM]

WARNING: this is very long lol, skip to **** for the good part ;)

My first few days in Paris were like a dream. It had been a lifelong goal of mine to visit the city of love, and I was finally there! I was staying in a friend's apartment as she was doing an exchange program and her parents had rented her her own place. One night, she invited me to go to a bar with her local friends. I said yes, thinking that would be the perfect place to find someone to continue my sexual adventures with.

At the bar, we met her three friends: let's call them Hélène, Simon and Clementine. They had all met in uni and had been inseparable since, and eventually Hélène and Simon began dating. It was a recent relationship, I think they hadn't been together a month at the time I met them.

They were both on the shorter side, Simon was very, very thin, and Hélène a little curvier. They were both STEM students, but they were artists in their free time and liked to go to art shows set up by other students, which was where they met Clementine.

She was what you think of when you think "French girl", very stereotypical to a ridiculous extent. Red lipstick, short bob with bangs, smoked cigarettes. With the memory of my recent encounter with Eva still fresh in my mind, I couldn't stop thinking about women, and Clementine enthralled me. She was so charismatic, she overflowed confidence and made me feel like I was falling in love. I spent all night trying to talk to her, but she was too busy speaking to my friend in French (hot). Eventually, it got too hot inside and I had to step out.

Out on the street, I saw Simon and Hélène leaning against a wall and splitting a joint. I approached them and we started talking. Eventually, Simon went back inside to get a beer and it was just me and Hélène. By that point, we were both high and drunk. She looked behind me and pointed.

"Look, there goes Clem," she said. I guess the disappointment in my face must've been noticeable, because she laughed and asked: "What was that about?"

I told her about how I was so attracted to Clem and was trying to find a way to make a move. I told her about my sex journey too, and about my night with Eva and all about how that unfolded. She was the perfect listener, attentive and sneaking a reaction in at the right moment every time. She was surprisingly interested in all I had to say, but we were interrupted by Simon coming back out.

"Your friend has bumped into some guy and has left with him," he said.

"Well, fuck," I sighed. "She didn't give me a key or anything."

Hélène giggled. "It seems you keep getting stranded. Maybe you'll have to rely on the kindness of strangers again to find a place to sleep."

I wasn't sure where she was going with this. She had a boyfriend, there was no way she wanted to fuck me, right?

Since I had nowhere else to go, and I was curious, I got into an Uber and went back to their place with them. Simon went straight to the kitchen to find something to eat, I guess he had the munchies. Hélène and I sat on the couch chatting. I noticed her slowly inching closer to me, touching my shoulder, her knee bumping into mine. It was getting increasingly suspicious.

"Hey, I'm sorry if I got the wrong idea, but I'm kind of getting the feeling you're coming on to me," I said, in a low voice so Simon wouldn't hear, after I mustered up the courage.

She smiled softly and let out a laugh. "And here I thought I was being smooth."

We laughed a bit. "Listen, I think you're really pretty and I'm totally down, but is he okay with it? Like, is your relationship open or poly? I wouldn't want to cause any issues." I said.

"Well," she leaned back and looked in the direction of the kitchen. "We discussed this extensively before we started dating. We're both bi and we don't want to deprive each other of experiences just because we love each other. We agreed that I can still be with girls, and he can be with guys. The only exception would be if we had a plan à trois."

"A what?"

"You know, what you would call a ménage," she said. "How do you say it? A threesome."

My pussy immediately started tingling. This would be my first threesome, so two firsts in less than a week. It was exciting, and also scary. I wasn't super attracted to Simon, I tend to go for men taller than me, and less skinny, but who knew when the opportunity would present itself again?

"Well… I don't really know how to go about it," I said, sitting up straighter. "I've never done that before."

"Just kiss me," she said. She had a look in her eye that made the butterflies in my stomach go wild. I leaned in and kissed her, hard.

We slowly moved closer together, until our bodies were as tangled up as our tongues (they do call it French kissing). I quickly lost my shirt and bra, my skirt rode up and my pink cotton undies were fully exposed, the coldness indicating how wet I was getting. Hélène had taken off her dress and was braless underneath, she had only her black panties on. I copied the move I had leaned from Eva and placed my knee against her pussy, and she did the same to me. Soon, we were both humping each others thighs and playing with our tits.

"Should we not wait for Simon?," I said, breathlessly and moaning at the feeling of her tongue on my hard pink nipple.

"He can join in whenever he wants," she said. Her hand inched closer to my ass, grabbing my plump cheek under my panties. I ground against her thigh one more time before pulling await and getting on my knees on the floor. She instinctively opened her legs and leaned back, sighing. I slid her wet panties to the side and dove in.

I used my tongue to explore every millimeter of her slick pussy. It was very different from Eva's and I must admit I felt a little lost at first, as I pulled my winner move from last time by sucking on her clit and didn't get the same reaction. I kept going until I found her favorite: very soft, gentle licks to the clit and inner lips with a relaxed tongue. She soon started wiggling and I think she could have finished right there had I not pulled away when I heard her say something in French.

I looked up and saw that she was looking to the side. I turned my gaze and saw Simon, sitting on the armchair next to us, stroking his clearly hard cock over his pants. I was unsure what to do, but he just said: "it's okay, you can keep going." And so I did. I took a moment to take her panties off all the way and continued on.

Simon made his way to the couch and started kissing Hélène, softly and sensually, whispering to her in French between kisses while caressing her breasts. She was sighing and moaning loudly against his lips, until she started to whisper something on repeat, over and over.

He looked down at me: "She says she's about to cum."

I upped my game, lapping on her clit like my life depended on it, until I felt her shudder and collapse. I moved away from her pussy and started kissing up and down her thighs and stomach, any bit of skin I could reach. Eventually, she told me it was time to change positions.

We switched, and I was now on the couch kissing her boyfriend and having him fondle my tits. My nipples were so hard they could've cut a diamond. She pulled my skirt and panties off and spread me open, expertly finding my clit and rubbing it with her thumb. Simon eventually started kissing my neck and then slid down a bit on the couch to suck and lick on my tits. At the same time, Hélène started pleasuring my swollen, wet cunt with her tongue instead of her hands. My head rolled back and I closed my eyes, completely lost in the pleasure. It all felt so good, it was overwhelming all of my senses and I started shaking in arousal.

A moan coming from Simon made me come out of it and I opened my eyes to see that Hélène had pulled his dick out of his pants and was jerking him off while she ate my pussy, a true multitasker. He took his clothes off and now the three of us were completely naked, kissing and touching each other.

Hélène got up from her kneeling position on the floor and took my hand, pulling me up with her. She leaned down and kissed Simon sloppily, making him moan. He sighed something that made her smirk. She turned to me and kissed me, her hand resting on my left cheek. "He wants to have a turn. Is that alright?," she asked. I just nodded.

Simon laid down on the couch with his stomach up. "Hop on," he said. I straddled his face, facing Hélène as she moved closer to his cock and started sucking it. I lowered my pussy on his mouth and he began eating like a man starved, immediately making me moan. I watched as Hélène bobbed her head up and down, taking all of his cock in her mouth and covering his shaft in drool. He moaned against my pussy, causing a nice vibration that made me gasp.

I was slowly getting closer to cumming and told them that. Simon stopped licking me and Hélène stopped sucking his cock and it flopped back against his stomach, glistening. I whined as she pulled me up on my feet again, my legs shaky. "You're the guest," she said. "We want you to enjoy it fully. Do you want to get fucked?" I nodded, excited.

She had me lay on the couch where Simon had been while he went to go get a condom. I already had my legs open in anticipation. She reached down and started playing with my pussy. "You're being such a good girl," she said, circling my clit and finding my entrance. She slowly slid a finger inside me and curled it up, making me sigh. "You're so wet and open for us."

Simon came back, put the condom on and got into position. I felt him rub the tip of his cock up and down my slit to wet it, and then he slid it in. It only took one smooth thrust and he was bottomed out inside my tight pussy, ripping a loud moan from me. I didn't even know how long it had been since I had a dick inside me. He pulled it out before sliding in again, very slowly. I was starting to get antsy. I wanted to be fucked, and hard.

Hélène made me wait. She said it was building the moment. She kneeled on the floor next to me, rubbing my hard and swollen clit and kissing me, whispering filthy things while her boyfriend fucked me. It was very clear that she was the dominant one and, in a classic dominant move, got up to straddle my face.

"Stick your tongue out." I did.

She lowered her pussy onto my tongue and started slowly rocking back and forth against it when she angled herself and lowered down more, making my tongue disappear inside her warm hole. We both moaned. I kept my tongue in place while she rode my face, matching the rhythm of her boyfriend fucking me.

The mood began to shift. They were not whispering to each other anymore, the dirty talk started to sound more intense. Even though I couldn't understand what they were saying, the sound of the language was enough to turn me on even more. It's probably for the best that I didn't understand, I was already so aroused that I would have orgasmed right then and there had I attached meaning to the words.

It really started to get intense. Simon was fucking me hard and fast now, bottoming out every time. He wasn't very big, so he wasn't hitting my cervix or hurting me, but he knew how to use his tool. He grabbed my knees and pushed them up against my chest, opening me up even more and drilling into my cunt straight into my gspot. I started to feel it build up and my pussy must've started contracting, because he asked, in English: "Are you going to cum?" I moaned in reply.

That's when Hélène moved and I felt a finger rubbing my clit. "Okay, you can come now," she said, picking up the pace. "Cum on his cock."

It was all so much: the pussy on my face, the cock in my pussy, the finger on my clit. I felt build and build until I exploded. I couldn't stop moaning, it felt so good. Hélène got up from my face and started rubbing herself frenetically, and she soon came a second time. She was so close that I could see her pussy contracting from her orgasm and the view was so hot that it only made mine stronger and longer.

Suddenly, I heard Simon moan and yelp something out. I don't know how that was possible, but he fucked my sensitive pussy even harder because groaning and holding his cock deep into my pussy. He thrusted into me twice more, moaning the whole time, and I knew we had achieved the impossible: a threesome where all three cum almost simultaneously.

By that point, it was almost 4am and we had been fucking for 3 hours. Naturally, we were all exhausted. We moved to the bed and I slept blissfully in between the both of them.