Bisexual Threesome: Must-Have Best DogHouse Bi Boy Ass Banged

So this bisexual threesome started out pretty chill, honestly—just me, my girlfriend, and this bi-curious guy we’d met through friends, all hanging out with a few drinks and that low-key Euro vibe where nobody’s rushing anything. She was the one who made the first move, leaning over to kiss him while her hand found my thigh, and I remember just watching them for a second, feeling that slow heat build in my chest. We ended up on the bed, clothes kind of peeled off between kisses and laughter, and she guided him down to suck me off while I reached over to stroke him, his breath hitching against my skin. There was something easy about it, no performance, just three bodies figuring out the rhythm together. When he turned over and she pressed lube into my palm, I slid behind him slow, letting him feel every inch, and she stayed right there beside us, whispering and touching herself, her fingers tracing my back. He moaned low and long, pushing back to meet me, and I kept it steady, unhurried, watching her get off on the whole thing. Nobody was in a hurry. We just moved together until the tension broke, and afterward we lay there sweaty and grinning, that warm, wordless calm settling over all of us.