My Steamy Story: A threesome between a guy named Chris an...

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Okay, so spill the tea, bestie. We were all crashing at this boujee summer apartment—me, my low-key crush Chris, and Rachel, who was giving off major simp vibes for him. Chris is this gentle giant, all sweet and shy, and I was high-key feeling his energy. One afternoon, Rachel dipped to grab food, and I saw my shot. I slid onto the couch next to him, my hand on his thigh, and was like, "You've been staring all week, Chris. You finna do something about it?" His blush was iconic. Next thing I know, my top's off and he's sucking on my tits like a man possessed. His dick was so hard in his shorts, and when I pulled it out, sheesh. I guided him inside my pussy, and the way he filled me up? Oof. I was moaning, "Fuck me harder, Chris, yes!" just as the door creaked open. Rachel was standing there, shook, holding a bag of tacos. She looked heartbroken, but I was not about to let this vibe die. I reached out, my pussy still throbbing around Chris's cock, and whispered, "Don't be shy, Rach. You know you want a taste." And girl, the way she dropped that bag and crawled onto the bed? Period. It was about to be a whole mood.