Last weekend, i invited a few friends over for a casual game night. nothing fancy, just snacks, drinks, and a few rounds of card games to relax. my bf was chilling with us, too, which is rare because he’s not usually into hanging out with my friends.

everything started normal. we laughed, made jokes, and the drinks started flowing. one of my closest friends, let’s call her L, was sitting across from me, looking absolutely stunning in her cropped tank top and shorts. i couldn’t help but notice how my bf’s eyes lingered on her every now and then.

a few drinks in, the vibe shifted. the jokes became dirtier, and the dares from our card game got bolder. when it was my turn, i dared my bf to kiss someone in the room who wasn’t me, half-joking but also curious.

he hesitated for a second, looking between us, before leaning across the table and planting a soft, lingering kiss on L’s lips. i laughed it off, pretending not to be affected, but the truth? i was turned on as hell.

as the night went on, the dares escalated. it was my turn again, and L dared me to sit on my bf’s lap for the rest of the round. i complied, feeling his hardening cock pressing against me through his jeans.

when the game ended, we decided to watch a movie to wind down. we all piled onto the couch, me in the middle, my bf on my left, and L on my right. the tension was undeniable. halfway through the movie, i reached over, placed my hand on my bf’s thigh, and leaned in to kiss him.

to my surprise, L didn’t shy away; instead, she watched, biting her lip. feeling bold, i broke the kiss and turned to her. “you wanna join?” i asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

she didn’t answer, she just leaned in and kissed him. watching them was hotter than i ever imagined, and soon, my hand was on his cock, stroking him through his jeans.

things escalated quickly. clothes came off, and before i knew it, L was on her knees in front of him, taking his cock in her mouth like a pro while he pulled me closer to kiss me. the sight of her deepthroating him, her lips stretched around his thickness, had me soaked.

when he groaned, gripping her hair and spilling into her mouth, i was done for. the night didn’t end there, though, i’ll just say the three of us barely left the couch until the sun started coming up.

i’m still replaying every detail, wondering if we should invite her over again or try this with someone new. either way, i don’t think game nights will ever be the same.