My Friend's Mom, Me, and a Stranger: Threesome (1)
"Alright, that's all for today's class."
School was over. I grabbed my bag, left the lecture hall, and stretched out on a bench beside the campus lawn, soaking in the warm sunlight.
In about a month and a half, the crown jewel of college life would arrive — winter break. What should I do? Take a trip with Juhyun? Or go somewhere with Auntie? The happy possibilities put me in a good mood. Auntie had mentioned wanting to take an overseas trip once winter break hit. Where would we go?
"Hey. What are you doing?"
Someone calling my name made me crack my eyes open. Jaehun. He was probably about to drag me into another gaming session.
"Just lying here. Why?"
"Wanna go play games?"
"Nah. Figured I'd actually crack open a book today."
"I've got some porn I downloaded recently. Want it?"
"I'll come grab it sometime. Go hang with someone else today."
This guy — it was always either games or porn with him.
"Yeah? Then I'll call Yuncheol and game with him."
Yuncheol. I'd seen that guy's mom not long ago — tangled up with some younger man. And me? I was tangled up the same way with Jaehun's mom.
"Yeah, go play with Yuncheol. I'm pretty wiped today."
"Got it. Rest up, then. I'm out."
"Yeah. Talk later."
I closed my eyes again and sank into a sweet afternoon nap.
Riiiing—
My phone jolted me awake. Who was calling? I wasn't expecting anyone.
"Hello?"
"Minwoo. It's me."
"Auntie? What's going on?"
"Do you remember what I mentioned last time? My little sister — two years younger than me."
"Ah, right. The one who's obsessed with threesome videos?"
"Hehe. Exactly. So I casually asked her — if there was a guy, would she try it?"
"Oh. And?"
"She thought about it for a bit, then said she'd do it. But she wants us to agree to a few conditions first."
"Ah, so there are some rules."
"Yeah. I'll text them to you. Are you free this evening?"
"Tonight?"
"Strike while the iron's hot, right? Might as well do it while we're talking about it."
"Alright. Send me the text."
Ding.
A moment later, her message arrived.
1. We all wear eye masks so no one feels pressured.
2. The masks can come off mid-act if everyone agrees.
3. Nicknames: Myeong-hui is Queen, Minwoo is Prince, and my sister is Princess.
She said she'd like it if we just stick to that.
My heart was pounding. A threesome — something I'd only ever seen in porn, and now I was about to do it for real. Just thinking about how to even start had me tense already.
I still had about three hours until the appointed time, so I decided to head back to my studio apartment and shower. I sprinted the whole way home and got under the water the moment I arrived. I'd already showered that morning, but one of them was someone I'd never met. Basic courtesy demanded it.
I scrubbed myself raw and even spritzed on body mist — something I never normally did. Then I dressed neatly and waited out the remaining time.
I arrived at the door of Siron Hotel, Room 302. A small paper bag sat in front of it. Inside was a party mask — the kind you'd wear over your eyes at a masquerade ball.
So I'm supposed to put this on before I go in.
I slipped the mask on and pressed the buzzer for 302. Even as I did, I could feel my chest hammering. Who wouldn't be rattled? Two women were waiting inside that room, and I was about to have sex with both of them.
A moment later the door opened, and Auntie Myeong-hui greeted me.
"Our Prince has arrived."
She was wearing a mask too, but I recognized her at a glance. It was only a party mask covering the eyes — a familiar face was impossible to miss.
I followed her into the room. A woman I'd never seen before stood waiting, also masked.
"Prince, this is the Princess. Say hello."
"Hello."
"Ah… hello."
The Princess dipped her head slightly, shy as she returned the greeting. The gold party mask and the bold red lipstick told me how much care she'd put into tonight.
Huh? What is that? She feels faintly familiar…
Even behind the mask, something about her silhouette and her voice tugged at a half-formed memory. I pushed the thought aside. Just a feeling, probably.
The Princess wore a sleeveless beige dress with a long skirt. The hem fluttered lightly whenever she moved, radiating a soft femininity. Her outfit alone suggested a woman who usually carried herself with a certain reserve. Her body wasn't slim, but it had a healthy fullness to it — and that only made her more alluring to me. Shoulder-length bobbed hair caught the light and glowed softly. Even a glance at those strands told me she took care of herself.
"This is the Prince — my boyfriend. He's quite a bit younger. And this is the Princess, two years younger than me. Shall we leave the introductions at that?"
We'd agreed not to share any further personal details.
"Well then, how about a light drink first?" Auntie suggested.
"Sounds good. Let's each have a beer."
The Princess settled onto the sofa and cracked open one of the cans on the table. Below the hem of her long dress, an ankle sheathed in black stockings peeked out. Combined with the red heels she wore, it gave off a strangely sensual charge.
"Prince, sit next to the Princess."
Auntie guided me over as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The moment I sat beside the Princess, a fresh perfume brushed my nose — a fruity scent that lifted my mood. Auntie took the seat on my other side. Just like that, I was sandwiched between two women.
"Cheers."
Auntie Myeong-hui raised her can, and we drank.
"Unnie, do you see the Prince often?" the Princess asked Myeong-hui.
"Hmm. Two or three times a week?"
"Then… um…"
The Princess trailed off, and Auntie Myeong-hui cut in.
"Look. In this room, nothing is embarrassing or shameful. We all came here for a threesome, right? So let's agree right now — no acting shy."
"Okay, Unnie. Then… when you meet, do you have sex too?"
"When we meet two or three times a week, we end up having sex five or six times," I put in.
"Oh my… that sounds amazing." The Princess sounded genuinely envious.
"Well, we're all doing it together today, so."
At that, the Princess said, "Actually… it's been two years for me."
She dropped her head low. Auntie Myeong-hui spoke gently.
"With a pretty face like yours, why didn't you just meet someone else?"
"I don't know. Time just… slipped away. So I'm really nervous today. My heart's still racing."
"The guy next to you is ridiculously handsome, you know. If you want to see his face later, we can all take the masks off together."
"Okay, Unnie."
We cracked open another round of beers. Auntie Myeong-hui scooted in close and rested her hand on my thigh.
"Prince, kiss me."
I smiled and pressed my lips to hers. We kissed deeply, tongues sliding and sucking, wet and hungry. The Princess beside us kept glancing at the ceiling as if the sight embarrassed her — yet her eyes kept stealing peeks at every kiss.
I slipped my hand under Auntie's short slip and kneaded her thigh. Our tongues moved so openly that anyone watching could see them darting in and out. Kissing with an audience made everything feel strangely electric.
We kissed for a long time. Then Auntie pulled back just slightly and flicked me a sidelong glance — a signal to kiss the Princess too.
I turned and leaned in toward her face. At first she seemed to flinch away, but a moment later she accepted my lips. I could feel hers trembling against mine. Two years without a relationship — of course she hadn't been kissed either. I started with a few soft, peck-like kisses to ease her nerves, then gradually slipped my tongue inside. Once it entered, her own tongue began to move, hesitant at first.
Her hand clenched tight around the sleeve of my shirt. I pressed harder with my tongue, and she met me with real feeling. Before long she was the one pushing her tongue into my mouth, and I sucked it in, drawing it deeper. She kissed with her mouth while her nose dragged in ragged breaths. I drank her saliva for a long stretch, then pulled her tongue free with a wet, lingering suck.
It had only been a kiss, yet her eyes had gone hazy, staring into empty space as she panted hard.
"Princess, how was that?" Auntie Myeong-hui asked.
"Haaah… haaah… Unnie. It feels so good. Just kissing feels so good."
"Then once more."
I kissed the Princess again. She seized my tongue as if reclaiming every kiss she'd been denied for two years, sucking greedily, gulping the saliva from my mouth while her body twitched. I slid my hand under her skirt and swept it up along her legs. The texture of black stockings against my palm sent a jolt through me. We kissed for a long while as I kneaded those healthy, full thighs.
"Shall we move to the bed?" Auntie Myeong-hui wanted us there.
I left the Princess's fierce kiss behind and climbed onto the mattress. Auntie dimmed the room lights to a soft glow — consideration for the Princess, most likely. The moment I was on the bed, Auntie Myeong-hui peeled off my top.
"Shall we take a look at our Prince's body?"
I lay down in the middle of the bed. Auntie Myeong-hui stretched out on a diagonal beside me and gently suckled my nipple. Her technique improved by the day. A sharp current of electricity raced through my body and bloomed into pure pleasure. My cock began pushing hard against my pants.
The Princess sat at the foot of the bed, watching our foreplay. Auntie glanced at her, then pointed to my other nipple. When the Princess hesitated, Auntie gave her a light tug, and she lay down on my other side as if she couldn't quite refuse. She stared at my nipple for a long moment, then brushed it lightly with her fingers, stroking the areola. At last, as if steeling herself, she took it into the warm wet of her mouth.
At first her tongue teased timidly, but the pressure grew stronger, more insistent. For someone who claimed it had been so long, her tongue work nearly matched Auntie's. She'd clearly sucked on a man's chest a fair bit in her younger days. Auntie watched her with a pleased little smile.
"Ah — having both of you at once feels incredible."
Auntie looked down at my lower half and slid her hand there.
"Oh my. Our Prince is all worked up."
She opened my zipper and pulled down my underwear. My cock sprang free like a coiled spring, standing straight toward the ceiling. Still licking my nipple, she took hold of my shaft, twisting and kneading it gently in her fist. Both nipples and my cock — a perfect three-part rhythm that drove my pleasure higher and higher.
"Would you two mind taking your clothes off now?"
Auntie Myeong-hui said of course and slipped out of her slip. Her panties and bra were a matching soft purple. That slender frame and those full breasts never failed to impress.
The Princess was still fidgeting, so Auntie encouraged her.
"It's alright. Go ahead and undress, Princess."
Slowly, the Princess slid the shoulder straps of her sleeveless dress down and peeled the garment off from the top. Her bra, panties, and the stockings that climbed all the way up her thighs were a matching set of black. Above the bra that cradled her breasts, a deep, dramatic cleavage seized my gaze. Maybe it was the soft fullness of her body, but the shadow between her breasts ran deep enough to look almost bottomless. Her cinched waist, though, proved she was far from heavy.
I stripped off my pants and underwear and lay back down. They settled on either side of me again and returned to sucking my chest. Auntie took the Princess's hand and guided it toward my cock. After only a brief hesitation, the Princess closed her fingers around it and began to stroke, little by little.
A woman I'd met twenty minutes ago was already working my cock in her hand — and devouring my nipple with her mouth. The thought alone was almost enough to make me come. As she stroked me softly, I felt precum begin to bead at the tip. She noticed immediately and rubbed her thumb back and forth across the slit. The motion was natural, instinctive. This Princess had clearly enjoyed sex with men a great deal in the past.
I reached behind both of them and unhooked their bras.
Click.