Bronnie and I had been great friends for years. In high school we started dating at around the same time with two guys who were in the same group. We both lost our virginity at the same party – we hadn't discussed it beforehand, but giggled about it afterwards when we found out. We'd had a little fun together – I guess it's called experimentation – and our friendship has turned out all the stronger for it.
There was one thing we hadn't done, however, and that was share a guy. I'd never had sex with someone Bronnie had done, and vice versa. The opportunity or desire had just never arisen, although while cuddling after our little lesbian activities we'd both bemoaned the fact neither of us owned a dildo because we could use a good hard fuck right about then. Conversation then drifted towards sharing a guy – at the same time. This got us even more excited, so we each helped the other get some satisfaction.
One weekend Bronnie called me. "Jules, we're going out tonight," she said.
"Sure!" I replied. "Where were you thinking?"
"Well, I thought we could go into town, go to a few nightclubs, find a nice looking guy and give him his ultimate fantasy," she replied. I laughed.
"What?" I asked.
"You want to fuck some guy with me, don't you?"
"Well, sure…I didn't think we'd
plan
it, but…"
"But nothing!" said Bronnie. "If we don't plan it then it's never going to happen. Are you keen?"
"Well…okay!" I said.
I took extra care deciding what to wear that night. I ended up choosing my pale pink shirt with the zip down the front and a short black skirt. I liked to wear pink – my hair is a medium brown that goes really well with the colour, and hung down to about the middle of my back.. My breasts were firm and not too big or small – I couldn't go without a bra, but they weren't so large that they were saggy.
Bronnie arrived at my house at about 9 to have a few drinks before we left. I think Bronnie is gorgeous. She has blonde hair that's cut quite short and a lovely slender body, almost like a boy's. Her hips and thighs are both slim, and her tits were small. She could go quite easily without a bra, in fact, it looked like she was going braless tonight.
After a few drinks we headed into town. The first club we went too was nearly empty – I guess the hour wasn't yet late enough, or it was just a crappy club. The next place was much more promising. The bouncers were attractive, and the place was pumping with bodies dancing. We had a drink for luck, then headed onto the dance floor.
We danced together for a while, inspecting the guys at the club. Some I found attractive, but when I pointed them out to Bronnie she wrinkled her nose. She found one guy interesting, but I vetoed him when I saw what I presumed was his girlfriend start dancing and grinding with him.
Finally we found a man we could agree on. He was dancing with several girls one after another and didn't seem t be attached to any of them. He then left the dance floor for a drink, stopped at a table and chatted to a group of guys we assumed were his friends, then got back on the dance floor.
"Jules!" Bronnie yelled in my ear over the loud music. "I want him! What do you think?"
"Let's try it!" I yelled back. "His friends are here – they might not believe it unless they see it!" Bronnie laughed.
We danced our way over to the guy. He looked at us both, raised his eyebrows and started dancing with us. He seemed to like the look of Bronnie, as he danced very close to her. She responded by raising her arms over her head and squirming into him. I took a cue from this and got behind Bronnie, dancing close to her. She looked at me over her shoulder briefly, then nodded as we had arranged. She moved even closer to the guy, and I slipped my hands around the front of her, feeling her pert breasts. The guy's eyes widened. He looked at Bronnie who lowered her eyelids seductively, then at me, so I licked my lips suggestively. Bronnie got on her tiptoes to speak into the guys ear.
"I'm Bronnie," she said, "and this is my friend Jules."
"Hi, I'm Robert," he said.
"Would you like to go somewhere and fuck?" asked Bronnie. I hid my face so Robert couldn't see me giggling.
"What? Are you serious?" asked Robert incredulously.
"Completely serious. Let's go." Said Bronnie. She broke away from him and started walking to the exit. I moved in closer to Robert and brushed my hand against his crotch before also turning and walking away. We found ourselves outside, but no sign of Robert.
"Do you think we scared him off?" asked Bronnie. But then there he was. It seems he must have gone and told his friends what he was about to do, because I could see one of them surreptitiously looking out through the door at us. I blew him a kiss and he disappeared.
We each took one of Robert's hands and walked towards a nearby motel. Bronnie and I had agreed to do this in a motel because we didn't want a stranger in either of our houses…although looking at him I wasn't sure I wanted Robert to remain a stranger! He was very good looking – firm, tall body but not too "cut" looking, dark curly hair he probably hated but girls generally loved, and a terrific smile – all even, white teeth.