By my second year of college, I was already widely known as a massive slut. I didn’t realize this until a woman named Ally contacted me out of the blue and asked me if she could give me to her girlfriend, Hannah, as a present. As far as I am aware, I had never met either of them before in my life.

Ally and Hannah were fourth years and high school sweet hearts. They had an exclusive and kinky relationship, but Hannah wanted to do something different one last time before they got married over the summer. Hence me, the slut hired to do whatever Hannah wanted. Well, I say “hired,” but really it didn’t occur to me to ask for anything in return. Fortunately Ally would take pity on me and pay me back in the future, but that’s a story for another day.

So one day I get a text from a number I don’t recognize saying

Hey, my name is Ally. I don’t think we’ve met, but I used to be in [student club I am in]. Daniel thought you might be able to help me arrange a special present for my girlfriend. Would you be interested in being a birthday present 😉

Daniel is a boy who I go waaaaay back with. As in, six inches deep in my back door “way back.” Daniel and I had math classes together and the only thing that was harder and done on the table more than our homework was me. Still, the idea that he told this person – someone who I had never met or heard of! – to solicit sex from me scared me a bit. It also turned me on.

I looked Ally up on Facebook and found her girlfriend as well. Ally was decently hot, but Hannah was not someone I was really interested in at all. Or wouldn’t be, if not for the bit where I had absolutely no self-respect in college and fucked anyone who moved and expressed interest. I agreed immediately, and didn’t ask any further questions. Ally had a bunch of questions for me, so we met up at a coffee shop to talk about my sexual history, recent STI testing, and kinks.

On Hannah’s 21st birthday, Ally let me in and hid me in the bedroom while Hannah was out. I was wearing a sexy little black dress, but Ally handed me a bow and told me to just wear that on my crotch instead. She instructed me to lie down in their bed, tied my hands behind my back with ribbon, scattered rose petals all around, and lit incense. Then, she left to go make dinner and I waited alone. I tried to make myself sit as still as possible, but every minute that past my horniness grew until I was trying to gently rub myself off on the bed. It was about half an hour before Hannah got home, and then another half hour before Ally mentioned that her present was waiting for her in the bedroom. The doorknob seemed to take forever to turn, and then Hannah gasped.

“Hi there! Happy birthday! What can I do to make today special?” I asked in what I hoped was a sexy voice but probably wasn’t. My heart was pounding and I could hardly believe I was doing this.

Hannah looked from me to Ally to me and then back to Ally. Then she threw her arms around Ally and they kissed passionately. Hannah’s eyes were sparkling. “Thank you for this wonderful present, my love.” She said before turning back to me.

The sex was pretty forgettable, to be honest. I went down on Hannah, then fucked her. Ally sat in a chair off to the side and masterbated as she watched. Hannah tried to go down on me, but wasn’t very interested in it so I told her to sit on my face instead. Hannah was super into it, and spent the whole time gushing about how great it was. She almost never spoke to me, speaking exclusively to her girlfriend about how wonderful she is for bringing her such a great birthday present. It almost felt like I was Hannah’s personal sex toy.

At some point I asked Ally if she wanted to join us, and Ally and I double stuffed Hannah. Ally left the room to make dessert and I went back to fucking Hannah until she had had enough.

After the sex, I served Hannah desert in bed. We had cake (the other type) for dessert and Ally read some Neruda poems (in Spanish) to Hannah by the candlelight while Hannah and I cuddled. The final poem was Every Day You Play, which ends with one of the sexiest lines of poetry I’ve ever heard:

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Full poem: https://www.poetryverse.com/foreign-poets/pablo-neruda-poems/every-day-you-play

They asked me if I wanted to stay the night, but I declined. I took off shortly after, and left them cuddling in a bed of roses.