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Perfect Girlfriend's (Sonya & Harriet)

Threesome, oral (given and received), scissoring, fingering, 69ing, face riding, thigh riding, bounds, gag, blindhold, praise, teasing, overstimulation, submissive reader

Six years. Six wonderful years that I wouldn't trade for anything with my perfect girlfriend’s.

It was a cute story. Harriet was the leader, Sonya was second-in-command, and I was the third one. When there was all that chaos going on in the Spring, we were up late, trying to work everything out. We were all sleep deprived and about to collapse. Eventually, we could barely keep our eyes open.

We said screw it and tried to sleep in Harriet’s hut. However, we found out the despite the exhaustion, stress made it impossible.

That's when Sonya suggested something under the pretense of just releasing stress. She suggested we have a threesome. Seeing as we all liked each other but just didn't know it, we eagerly agreed.

It was perfect. We started out slow our first time, but we were all sore and happy at the end. We were more than satisfied. Our bodies had been pressed with kisses everywhere and our liquids all coated each others skin.

Since we were all a different kind of tired I blurted out that I was in love with them. When I realize what I said I was about to apologize only for them to both kiss me. That's when the world made perfect sense. We all love each other, and we belong together. We remember each other more than anybody else. We were always by each other's side. We were all we needed.

We got together and never looked back. We never strayed from each other. We were all loyal. We all stayed equally helpful. We all worked out problems out without screaming and never actually fought. Even though it's not a relationship people are used to seeing, it was perfect. It had its ups and downs, but that only brought us closer at the end of the day.

It was during a small argument that we found out something else. Sonya and Harriet were bickering, and I was calming them down. When it didn't seem to be working I kissed them. They essentially took their frustrations out on me during rough sex. I was completely submissive, and it was the most pleasurable thing we had ever felt.

I’m the submissive one. I get told what to do. I get all the attention. I get to be the bottom, and it just works like that. It's how we want it to be. I guess they're one position ahead of me for a reason. They were just meant to dominate.

And me? I was meant to follow their lead. I was made to take it.

And I will never, ever object to it.

It was six years together. Six perfect years that we decided to celebrate with perfect sex.

They had been torturing me all day. They whispered dirty things in my ear. They got me off under the table and left as I was about to cum. They would pull me around a corner and give me hickeys only to leave. They set me on their laps and made me ride their thighs only to pull me off. They had been leaving me close to tears.

They knew what they were doing. They knew the more they worked me up the rougher I would want it.

And they had more than worked me up.

“Knees, now,”Harriet ordered. Doing as she said, I dropped to my knees for her. Looking up, I waited for my next command.

“Put your wrists behind your back,”Sonya whispered in my ear. Doing so, I felt her tie my hands together. Before I could fall Harriet grabbed my hair and pressed my face into her. She bobbed my head as I stuck my tongue out, licking and sucking her. Groaning, she looked down at me before pulling my hair tighter and pressing my face into her. Plunging my tongue inside her, I swirled it in circles as I moaned at the feeling of her pulling my hair. Kissing and sucking on her clit, I kept pleasuring her. Growing wetter and wetter, her grip on my hair loosened. Opening my mouth completely, I kept licking her. Groaning, she released into my mouth. Getting all of it, I lapped up her white liquids before swallowing.