Fantasies. We all have them one time or another. I know I did. But I learned sometimes it's best to keep fantasies in your imagination rather than actually making them come true. After you read this, you'll understand why.
My name is Eva, and I'm 26 years old. My story goes back to last year. I was living with Chris, my long time boyfriend of three years. He and I were in love. We had so much in common and I felt he was going to be "the one" that I would end up with for the rest of my life.
I used to love watching him sleep. His curly hair messy on the pillow and his light snoring didn't bother me. He was tall at least 5'11" with a slight muscular body from having played sports in college. His eyes were sky blue and his eyelashes long. You could say most girls would envy me when he and I walked down the street together. He was very handsome and I was so in love with him.
One night we were sitting up and talking about fantasies. I had confessed to him that my biggest fantasy was to have sex with a stranger. He liked that. He wanted to hear more and I told him everything. He mostly liked the part that I said I'd like to be treated rough by this strange man.
"That sounds kinda hot," he said.
We lay on our bed that late Sunday night. There was a small thunderstorm outside and the power had gone off that evening. We had turned on a few candles to light up the room.
"You wouldn't get jealous then if I had sex with a strange man?" I asked playfully.
"Well... maybe a little but as long as you were enjoying it, I couldn't stop that."
He leaned down to kiss me and snuggled next to me. "OK so now my turn," I said, "What's your most ultimate fantasy?"
He smiled wickedly and thought about it for a few seconds. "Well I'm going to tell you but don't get mad ok?"
"I won't," I said nervously.
He turned to look into my eyes. "My biggest fantasy has always been to be with two women at once."
I didn't think anything of it. "Really? Well that's no surprise because isn't that most almost every male's fantasy?"
He laughed. "Yeah I guess so. But I have to say that is my ultimate fantasy."
"Would it be anyone in particular?" I dared to ask.
He raised a brow. "Well you of course... and... I don't know one of your friends."
I raised my head and narrowed my eyes at him. "Are you secretly crushing on one of my friends?"
He gave me an innocent look. "No! Of course not!"
I playfully hit his arm. "Good because then I'd really be jealous."
He scoffed. "Well you asked."
"Ok now be honest with me. In this little fantasy of yours, do you have one of my friends in particular you'd like to join us?"
Chris looked away and I could see his face turning red. "Well... no I'm not saying anything because then you'll get all mad at me."
I put my hands on his face making him look at me. "Please tell me. I promise I will not get mad. I just want to know."
He sighed. "Ok fine. Susan. It's Susan."
My heart sank. Susan was my dear and true friend. She and I went back to grade school. Not that I blamed Chris for eyeing her, what guy wouldn't? She was tall, slender with shoulder length brown hair and stunning gray eyes.
"Susan?" I echoed.
He groaned. "Yes. You asked. I'm sorry."
I took a deep breath. "That's ok. I mean this is fantasy we are talking about right? I don't have anything to worry about."
He put his arm around me and held me. "That's right. You are and always will be my number one girl."
A few weeks later, Susan and I were out at the mall shopping for some new shoes. Susan talked mostly about work. She had been single for over eight months, which had been a shock to us all. She usually hung out with me and Chris or stayed at home.
"I don't like these pumps, they hurt my feet," Susan whined as she walked showing me a pair of red pumps that she wore.
"Well then don't buy them silly."
She laughed and sat down next to me taking off her pumps.
Ever since Chris had mentioned the fantasy of us three being together, I couldn't help but look at Susan in a whole new light. I was beginning to find her attractive myself! Her breasts were a nice b-cup size while mine were a c-cup. She wore red lipstick to show off her pouty lips and her hair had curls that day.
"Why are you so quiet Eva? Is something wrong?" She asked curiously.
I shrugged. I didn't want to bring up the whole three-way fantasy thing with her, at least not yet. I had to admit the whole three-way fantasy intrigued me as well. "Nothing's wrong. I'm fine."
She put the red pumps back in the shoebox and sighed. "Don't try to kid me Eva. I've known you almost all of your life. I know when something is bothering you."
We walked out of the store and back to the halls of the mall. I kept quiet but Susan kept nagging me to tell her what was on my mind.
"Ok, look I have to ask you for a favor, and you can say no but I really need to ask you," I began.
Susan nodded and signaled me for us to go take a seat at one of the benches. She set her bags down and stared at me. I felt my heart racing. I couldn't believe I was actually going to ask my best friend to join my boyfriend and me in bed!
"Listen, I've known you for a long time right?"
"Ok so you feel pretty comfortable around me right?"
She nodded again.
"Now Chris and I were talking the other night and he and I were making sort of confessions if you must call them."
"Ok," she said slowly.
"Now I asked him what his biggest fantasy was and he said to sleep with two girls at the same time."
"That's every guys fantasy," Susan said to me.
"I know, but I would... I would really like to fulfill his fantasy," I managed to respond.
She stared at me blankly.
"What I'm saying is... well I'm asking if you'd join us."
Her gray eyes widened. "Eva! Are you serious?"
"Shhh! Keep it down!"
"Eva, do you realize what you're asking me?"
"I do. Please just think about it."
"Eva, you and I are close, but this is... wrong."
"What's so wrong about it?" I asked.
"Well you are my best friend and I love you to death! You are asking me to share your boyfriend, who I know you are crazy about, with you?"
"It'll be just for one night," I said nervously.
She looked away and crossed her arms. "I don't know. Threesomes scare me."
"Well I've never had one and I actually don't think it sounds so bad."
"I've never had one either, but just think about everything that would happen afterwards."
"Well, like how would you and I look at each other? I mean I've seen your breasts before but that was when I was helping you out putting on one of your dresses. Now I'd be seeing you completely nude and you will be seeing me. That might be uncomfortable. To top it off, I'd now know what Chris looks like naked and that image will always be in my mind when I hang out with you two. Or what if afterwards we don't hang out anymore because we feel uncomfortable?"
"Well, those are all good questions Sue, but I just want to fulfill Chris' fantasy. I mean I am taking a big risk letting him sleep with you. You are so beautiful."
She smiled. "You are beautiful too Eva and Chris loves you."
"I love him so much. I just wanted to do something special for him. I would never look at you differently, I promise."
She put her hand over mind and I felt my tears begin to water. Why was I so obsessed with pleasing my boyfriend? Was I afraid he would leave me? Was our sex life decreasing?
"I will do it for you Eva. But I'll give you until the end of the week, in case you change your mind," Susan said comforting me.
I agreed and we finished our shopping day early that day.
The entire week at work, all I could think about was the threesome. I hadn't said a word about it to Chris. I wanted to surprise him on Saturday and let him enjoy himself. I kept thinking about the threesome. How would we start? Should I just let Chris know so he could lead us on? Would I be the instigator?
So many thoughts ran through my head until I came up with the perfect plan for my best friend and I to seduce my boyfriend.
That Friday afternoon, I picked up the phone to call Susan. She answered almost immediately.
"I haven't changed my mind. I still want to do this if you are willing to."
She paused for a moment before she spoke again. "Yes. I will."
I smiled. "Good then Saturday night ok?"
"Saturday. Around what time?"
"Should I wear anything in particular?
"I'll see you then."
We hung up and I felt so excited as I planned something so taboo and sexy.
Saturday night came and it was only eight. Chris had gotten out of the shower. He wore his robe only and his hair was damp. He came out of the bathroom and his eyes widened as he saw me standing wearing a satin and lace negligee. It was short just above my knees and had matching thong black underwear underneath.
Chris gasped and smiled wickedly. "Ooh you look hot tonight babe."
I giggled and walked towards him giving him a long wet kiss. "You smell so good," I cooed.
"You feel good! I want to take you now and fuck your brains out!"
I laughed. "I'm sure you do, but I have a huge surprise for you tonight."
He eyed me curiously. "Oh? How long do I have to wait for my surprise?"
"Not too long," I said playfully.
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