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My Best Friend, My Girlfriend And I

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A night of sympathy for my newly single friend completely changed my relationship with my girlfriend

(With thanks to 'Holly', who edited this. All spelling mistakes are therefore her fault!) At the age of 28 I thought I'd done quite a lot of things. I've always been attracted to women, almost exclusively, and I've had a number of lovers - some serious, some not. I'm grateful to have come from an open-minded family for whom my sexuality has never been a problem. Still, I suppose I should have known that whenever you start to get confident, life finds a way to hand you a shock. I met my girlfriend last September. We had mutual friends in common who'd been at school together before going on to university with her and I, but this was the first time she and I had met. Her name is Holly (well, not really, but close enough) and we hit it off straight away. We had a fun evening - not that way! - and exchanged numbers, but I didn't expect anything of it as she lived in London, and I'm in the Midlands, a couple of hours away. We both have full-time jobs, both of which sometimes spill into the weekends, so any sort of relationship seemed unlikely. Which made it a pleasant surprise when we stayed in touch, and met up shortly afterwards, and... Well, you can imagine. That's not what this story is about, exactly. Still, within a few weeks I'd gone from single to being in a long-distance relationship which was a lot of fun. We'd never talked about how serious either one of us considered things, but I was enjoying things, and being with Holly was an education, not least because she was so much more experienced than me, despite being younger. Holly had had more lovers, travelled more than I, and her last relationship... Well, her last relationship had been an adventurous one, with the two of them being joined by other women on several occasions. The idea fascinated me; I've never experienced it, but I'd certainly fantasised about it often enough. The thought of Holly with two women was very hot, even if neither of them was me! So, Holly had opened my eyes to a wider world that I knew existed, but had never experienced myself. I suppose, then, it shouldn't have been too much of a surprise when she approached me about her sleeping with another woman. Holly had told me before about her experience with her best friend, Jane, and how they'd had a short fling when Holly moved to London. Now her best friend was getting married, and wanted one last time with Holly before her big day. Holly had said she needed me to be okay with it before she'd go through with it... but I knew that Holly was desperate to do it. With a reluctance I tried not to let show, I gave my consent and tried to put it out of my mind - I didn't own Holly, after all, and we'd only been together a few weeks, so why shouldn't she... Logic didn't make it feel any better. When the day of the hen party came I tried to keep busy, but in my mind's eye all I could see was Holly with another woman, and as the day turned into night, and I knew that Holly and her friend were surely in bed together, entwined in one another's arms, kissing, touching, exploring... I felt so conflicted; The idea was so exciting, so arousing, but at the same time I hated it, hated Holly for putting me through it. It was only then that I realised how strongly I'd come to feel about Holly - in just a few weeks, at that. I never asked Holly about that night, and she never offered up any details, but I knew after that that I wouldn't be able to bear Holly being with anyone else. Fortunately, the possibility never came up. We attended Jane's wedding and watching Holly with the bride was a little bittersweet. Knowing that Jane would be with me that night, and now that I had a face to put to her other lover, did made it easier to bear. Over the next few months our relationship deepened to the point that we were beginning to talk about moving in together; We spent most weekends together, and our weekday evenings were spent on Skype so we could at least see each other. We made the most of our time together, which is why it was a bit of a pain when my friend Sam called one Saturday afternoon to say she'd split up with her boyfriend and needed to see me... - Sam is a terminal monogamist. We've known each other since we were at university, and in my experience she has the single worst taste in men in the known universe. She'll meet a guy, fall head over heels with him, then after a period of time never longer than about 8 or 9 months, he'll cheat on her, dump her for another woman - in one case, another man - or get arrested for some illegal activity or another. Despite this, she's always optimistic, always convinced that her new man will be a good guy, and it's hard not to feel sympathetic when she's such a wonderful person, kind, friendly, beautiful, smart and funny. Holly and I both agreed that it's a shame she's straight! Sam actually seemed to have made progress as she'd been the one to ditch the latest piece of crap who'd been taking advantage of her for the last six months. She was well rid, we all agreed. We settled in for the evening to watch a film. We'd decided to make it a slumber party, with Holly in a short satin nightie that didn't do much for my concentration, me in a cotton nightdress I knew that Holly liked, and Sam in a vest and shorts that, frankly, did nothing to disguise her knockout body. Sam could have been a model, easily, had she just been a little bit taller. Slender and athletic with hair so blonde it was almost white, she'd been chased by every guy in university it seemed, and the last several years were little different. It never ceased to amaze us that she could unerringly choose scumbags each and every time. I'd had more than a few indecent thoughts about her over the years, and I knew that Holly found her very attractive as well. We watched a couple of films, ate popcorn and had quite a lot to drink. When Sam excused herself to go to the loo, Holly turned to me and fanned herself after watching her walk past. I slapped her arm, but she just grinned and asked me if I was enjoying the view - being sat on the chair while Holly and Sam sat on the floor, I'd been able to see down Holly's top... and Sam's. I'd tried not to look, but I'd failed repeatedly, and yes, I enjoyed the view. Leigh laughed as she flowed into my arms, my hands lightly skimming down the satin on her back as we kissed, sliding under the hem... where they found nothing but bare skin. I broke the kiss and Holly grinned wickedly at me, knowing what I'd found. "How am I supposed to concentrate on the film?" I asked, trying and failing to look serious. "You're not. I want you thinking of me, and what's waiting for you tonight." "Sam's going to be sleeping here..." "And? She must know we have sex, and I haven't seen you in much too long." "It's been five days!" "Exactly..." We kissed, the embrace deepening as my fingers moved between her legs, sliding along her damp- "Oh!" We pulled apart in shock, looking at the doorway where Sam was standing, one hand over her mouth at the sight of us. "Er," I managed, as Holly pulled down her nightdress. True to form, my girlfriend didn't look embarrassed at being caught showing everything to Sam - showing everything to Sam with my fingers in her - rather, Holly flashed me an impish grin. "Sorry," she said, turning to Sam. "We thought you'd be longer." Sam finally took her hand away from her face. She smiled ruefully. "I'm sorry. I should have thought, before I came over..." Her smile faded. "You don't want me here." I got to my feet, having to push Holly onto the sofa first. She dropped into a position that was, to say the least, distracting, and for a second I forgot where I was going. Her nightdress was up around her waist, and I could see everything, although she had her back to Sam, so it was just a show for me. I crossed over to Sam, trying to cleanse my thoughts as I pulled my friend into a hug. "We wouldn't have you anywhere else," I said, stroking Sam's hair. "Holly's just horny." That drew a laugh from Sam, who looked up at me. "And you're not?" "I'm..." I was going to deny it, but I could smell Holly on my fingers, and feel Sam against me. Yes, I was horny. "It's okay. You guys go off," she said. "I'll watch the end of the film and get to sleep. Go on." "Come with us," I said, the words out of my mouth before they registered in my brain. "What?" Sam asked. "What?" Holly asked, at the same time. I stepped back, looking from one to the other. Sam looked stunned, Holly even more so. "I mean, well..." I stopped talking. What had I meant? Did I really mean... Sam was still looking at me, and then she glanced at Holly, biting her lip as Holly looked at the two of us, her mouth open and her nightdress only just keeping her decent. I made up my mind. "If you wanted to, you could come with us. For tonight. Get your mind off your ex. I don't even know if you like girls, but-" "There were a couple of nights at uni, but..." She looked from Holly to me. The expression on her face was enough. I pulled her back to me and kissed her, knowing that Holly would have precisely no complaints about this - so long as she didn't get left out! I stood in the doorway with Sam, making out with my best friend while my girlfriend watched. If I've ever been more excited, I can't remember it - and then I felt Sam's hands moving over me... and then Holly's hands, familiar and complementary, going where Sam's hands weren't, the two of them touching me, caressing me, teasing me... Before long we were in the bedroom, giddy and giggly as we looked at one another. Sam had lost her vest and I couldn't help but admire her breasts as she and Holly kissed, her hands moving over my girlfriend's nightdress, pulling it away from her body. Watching them, I felt something close to the jealousy I'd imagined when Holly was with Jane, but this was, unquestionably, much more about desire and arousal, only the barest hint of self-control stopping me from diving on the two of them and indulging myself. My girlfriend and my best friend... Why on earth was I holding back? I quickly stripped off my own nightdress, the motion catching Sam's eye. She turned away from Holly and sighed. "Oh, wow," she said, and I blushed a little. Beside her, Holly said "I know," with a beaming smile. I looked at her, and felt a warm flush of adoration pass over me. Whatever this was, whatever was happening, wouldn't change what existed between us. Yes, we were going to have fun with Sam, but it was Holly and I, as a couple. So long as that was still the case, I didn't care. Holly insisted that I go first. Scooting up to the head of the bed she sat and watched, running her fingers over her clit and dipping inside herself. She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself on the odd occasion I glanced her way. I pulled Sam to me, sliding my hands down the back of her shorts and cradling her against me as we kissed, her breasts pressed against mine. Her hands ran over me, seemingly finding my most sensitive spots at will. I could well understand, never mind her looks and personality, how she kept guys coming back to her. Why they left is beyond me - just minutes with her, and I was quivering. "God, Sammy," I moaned against her mouth. I wanted so much to let her continue, but at the same time I felt as though I owed her. She was my guest, my friend, I'd brought her into my bed... And I wanted her! I pushed her back on the bed, falling on top of her. My hands stopped roaming over her, and I instead brought one in between her legs, making her buck and gasp as I brushed across the damp material of her shorts. I smiled against her mouth as she moaned in frustration, my hand moving away... only to brush over her again, and again, and again... Before long she was completely naked, and as I kissed and caressed her body, my hand was working overtime between her legs, my fingers dancing on her clit, darting in and out of her as she bucked and writhed. Holly, who'd come twice watching us, moved to join in and she took Sam's head in her hands, kissing her and pressing their naked bodies together, running her hands over Sam as I turned my whole attention between her legs. Overwhelmed, Sam came within seconds, moaning loudly against Holly's mouth as she did - something Holly loves, I know. I don't know how much else I can say on the site without crossing too far over the rules. Sam stayed with us that night, the three of us sleeping naked together after she'd watched Holly and I together. The last, lingering doubts in my mind had demanded that I be with Holly, but long before we were finished the feel of her, and the sight and sound of Sam watching us with enjoyment, had banished any negative thoughts from my mind. The following morning we woke up slowly, and a little shyly on my part. I wondered if perhaps it had been a mistake, but Holly took charge by inviting Sam into the shower. A tight fit for me and her, but better suited for the two of them, judging by the sounds Holly was making a few minutes later. When they returned, Sam with a devilish grin on her face, I was more than ready for them, first Sam, then both of them, and before we knew it the day had almost completely passed us by... - I'd thought that, for Sam, that weekend would be a one-off. For Holly and I, it opened up new possibilities. Now I knew that I could see her with other women, well, I knew that there were other women out there I'd be happy to see her with - so long as I got to have fun, too! Sam decided to try being single for a bit. Apparently the last ex was enough to make her realise what I'd believed for so long - she really didn't need to keep jumping into relationships. Our night/weekend together was back in February, and I saw her regularly over the next few months. She seemed to be making a go of things, lining up a promotion at work and seemingly more cheerful than I'd seen her in a long time. Then, out of the blue, she texted me and asked if she might join me and Holly one night. Well, Holly had no objection, and neither did I... So I said yes. And now she's joined us a couple of times, with both being fun girls' nights in, ending with us all naked and in bed together. Other than being a little wary about spoiling things with my best friend, I'm thrilled with our arrangement. I know it can't last, I know she'll find someone for her soon, but I'm determined to enjoy it while it lasts!

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