My failed A to Z threesome that ended up in the hospital

March 15, 2020

The first time I saw porn I was about 15 and I came across a video where a woman was being penetrated by two men at the same time. I remember being a bit hallucinating, because I had never heard of this practice.

But DP, as it is called on porn search engines, intrigued me, to the point of becoming a real fantasy. So when my first boyfriend told me he looked exactly like me, I thought I’d act …

Communication around the fantasy

I remember very well the morning Jonathan wanted to share his fantasies with me. The weather was very nice, it was a Saturday, and the hours of fun that awaited us were conducive to confidences.

“What do you think about when you touch yourself? “

Her question was straightforward, absolutely devoid of shyness. And for good reason, his few years older than me gave him a certainty I didn’t yet have. So I took some time to reply, and I probably blushed a little when I replied:

“I guess I’m with several guys and everyone is taking care of me.”

Then his interest increased and he sat down – I remember it very well – with both elbows resting on his knees, in an attentive position.

“And what are they doing to you? she asked greedily.

For 2 hours we then discussed what the basis of our masturbatory pleasures were. And he came to a pleasant conclusion: we generally shared the same wishes. A few days later, Jonathan offered me a drink in our favorite bar and introduced himself with a mischievous smile …

From fantasy three to reality

After some trivia, he ended up explaining to me:

“I have a friend with whom I’ve always wanted to share a warm moment. He is a very good friend and I think it’s nice to have a fantasy with people I trust. Would you like to try a threesome with him? “

I replied like that why notbut that for that, of course, we had to meet first, so I could see if I liked it.

“Sure. And if you don’t like it or don’t feel like it, we’ll look for someone else.”

The following Saturday, the famous Edouard invited us to have a drink from him. That night, I gave it my all and put on my 31 to please him. I was hoping the opposite was true.

And as soon as Edouard opened the door, I knew I wanted to sleep with him.

And he wanted it too, no doubt.

On the young man’s coffee table that night were tons of shitty appetizers and above all good bottles of wine and rum. Edouard and I quickly hit it off and flirted freely in front of Jonathan, who seemed happy that his girlfriend and his friend got along so well.

I guess he thought it was just a good omen for the future.

The hours passed like this, punctuated by bursts of laughter, gnawing and above all colossal ingestion of various spirits.

A spontaneous desire for a threesome

Around 2 in the morning, Jonathan gave me a more languid and suggestive kiss than usual, caressing my legs with sensuality.

Edouard looked at us without doing anything.

And of course I put my hand on her thigh as I continue my caresses with Jonathan.

Edouard then stood up to approach us, lifted my hair to rest his lips on my neck. Keeping my hand on Jonathan’s face, I turned to kiss Edward. Everything was spontaneous, as originally nothing was supposed to go that fast between the three of us.

Very quickly it was difficult to distinguish which hands they belonged to, and hugs became commonplace, until without realizing it I found myself lying down, my head between my thighs, and the other in my neck.

The moment was very pleasant, albeit foggy. I remember hearing it all seemed a bit unreal. A sensation that undoubtedly came from adrenaline mixed with alcohol.

Jonathan, in particular, was very drunk. I had seen him help himself over and over again during the evening, to have the courage to act, no doubt.

While he was more interested in wise caresses, Edouard was more resourceful, grabbing me hard by the hips, running his tongue all over the place.

A trio that ends very badly

He knew his subject and it was very exciting. So I wanted to return the favor.

So, after kissing and stroking Jonathan with one hand, I started giving Edward a blowjob. Suddenly, at that very moment, Jonathan’s expression changed. Looking disgusted and sad, he slipped out of my embrace and sat alone on the edge of the bed.

I wanted to get up to pick him up, and tell him that it was possible to stop there and go home, but Edouard, very excited, took me by the waist along the way, pressing me against him, running his hands over my breasts.

Jonathan looked furious and angrily kicked the thin living room window, which shattered immediately.

In a panic, drunk, Jonathan stepped on a broken glass, opening the sole of the foot to its full length and the lower part of the calf.

There was blood all over the floor.

So much so that after two minutes of reflection, we ended up calling the fire brigade.

Result: once in the hospital, Jonathan had to be sutured after a moment of waiting that seemed endless.

When fantasy can’t stand reality

Once we got home, warm in our bed, still full of alcohol, we felt the need to do a debrief. But he was so angry that the communication was partial.

“It disgusted me to see him touch you like that. And she disgusted me to see you like her. “

Yes, before you act, there was one factor we hadn’t considered: jealousy.

Since it was Jonathan who was the instigator of this trio, I didn’t think he could have had the experience so badly.

For hours, then, my ex made me guilty and frankly unpleasant remarks, motivated, I think, by a jealousy he couldn’t rationalize. I had to remind him out loud that HIM was behind this threesome and there was no way he was blaming me for bringing his fantasy to life.

After an hour of discussion, Jonathan came to recognize that his remarks were downright inappropriate and expressed his regret at his attitude.

How to prepare for the threesome?

We never talked about this story again, in the nearly three years that followed this mess. But today I would do it again (in better condition Of course).

My conclusion?

I think it is essential to discuss the terms and conditions a lot before jumping headlong into a sexual relationship that is originally a fantasy.

It is important to prepare for the possibility that reality does not correspond to what we had in mindand above all, be very careful about what other people involved in the realization of this fantasy feel.

Ah, and last thing, I am convinced of it getting drunk to give yourself courage is not a brilliant ideabecause alcohol, as everyone knows, is not good for health and, above all, alters behavior and can lead to frankly outrageous reactions, like Jonathan’s.

Successful fantasy is possible, but not anyway!

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