Ashley’s exciting sex adventure turned out differently: ‘A threesome suddenly seemed so repulsive to me’
“If there’s one thing I’ve learned from our failed threesome, it’s that watching lesbian porn and getting turned on doesn’t automatically mean you’re lesbian or bi. Not even a little. But we thought so. Whenever Timo and I put on a movie to get in the mood, I chose the one in which two women kiss and I screened for ladies with big breasts. Much hornier than the classic man-woman porn where she sucks him to her heart’s content. When we were making love, Timo would often whisper scenes in my ear, in which he imagined me being orally satisfied by another woman. The exciting image often helped me reach a climax. Timo suggested more than once that I was apparently bi or at least ‘bische’.
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Experiment
During one of our lovemaking, Tim suggested we experiment with another woman. When I replied that that seemed pretty horny to me, he immediately came up with a suitable candidate: his lesbian colleague Anja. She had alluded to me before, he said. She thought I was very sexy. I knew Anja: a beautiful woman. She had long blond hair and a full E cup, in that respect she met my ‘ideal porn woman’. But wasn’t that a bit crazy? After all, Anja was Timo’s colleague, could he still work normally with her after a threesome? To make a long story short: nobody thought anything was crazy and she certainly didn’t. Anja would visit her father for a ‘dressed up’ drink the next time my daughter was there.
The upcoming trio gave an extra sensual touch to our sex parties in the days before. Timo and Anja would not do anything together. Anja was 100 percent lesbian, so it was all about her and me, Timo would just watch and join in at the end. He saw it completely before himself: first Anja and I together, as a kind of foreplay and then he and Anja went to spoil me. I was delighted by his enthusiasm. Until then, it all sounded like an exciting sex fest.
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nerves
But on the night itself, my nerves were screaming. I knocked down one glass of rosé after another. When Anja came in, she immediately kissed me wet on the mouth. We first drank coffee, chatted about nonsense, but I just thought: shit, I have to get going with her. The kiss she gave me wasn’t unpleasant and if I was going to make love to a woman, she was definitely on top, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to. Because of the many glasses of alcohol I was upset anyway. I was miserable and had to pee five times.
‘Sorry, I can’t’
When I came back from the toilet, Timo and Anja were in our bedroom. Timo lit candles. Anja was still wearing her skirt, but her shirt off and she was wearing a red lace bra. I walked slowly into the room. It felt like I had to go for a root canal. When Anja took my hand, pulled me to the bed and started kissing me, I still let it. But when she unbuttoned my blouse and started to feel my breasts, I pushed her away. “Sorry, but I can’t,” I said. The thought of having sex with another woman suddenly seemed so strange and so repulsive.
The rest of the evening was rather awkward. Anja got dressed again and quickly left for home. Timo finished the bottle of wine and I locked myself in my bedroom. I was deeply ashamed. Especially for Anja who, thanks to me, had walked out and for Timo who had to face his colleague again on Monday. Later on, Timo and I were still able to laugh about it, but I am completely cured of my preference for women. For now, I’ll just stick to one-on-one sex and just with my own man.”
This story was previously in Kek Mama.
