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I went down into the steam room horny as hell, my ass already throbbing. I never expected three strangers to split me apart that same afternoon.

When we entered her house, my partner still thought she was going to put my psychologist in her place; five minutes later, neither of us was in charge.

We went down for a beer to break the ice, but in the elevator his hand found mine, and I knew there was no turning back.

I thought we were going to a barbecue with friends, but when I saw my husband kissing another woman in front of me, I knew that night I was going to cross a line.

I pushed her against the gym bathroom wall without telling her that the blonde who winked was my wife—and that she was waiting for us at home to continue.

I invited him upstairs while I was still wet from touching myself, and that night at the hotel became an unstoppable chain of sex.

We locked eyes during the concert, and I saw nothing else that night. When he whispered in my ear in the bathrooms, I already knew he’d end up in my hotel room.

I thought I was only going to a hospital party, but I ended up on my knees before a mature man—and then my husband wanted to watch it all.

I went for twenty euros and the thrill of letting myself be used, but when I recognized that van, I knew the night was going out of control.

There were too few of us at the office, far too horny, with a dangerous Friday tradition. That morning, nobody was going to leave dressed.

Nuria messaged me in the afternoon: “Elena’s coming from Bilbao for a couple of days. Dinner at home. I think you’d like to meet her.” There was no need to ask anything else.

I arrived with the cage on, my feet burning and my mind surrendered; what my Mistress had prepared left me trembling before she even touched me.

I sucked his cock under the table, never imagining it was only the beginning of a night in which I’d be displayed for everyone.

I walked two kilometers along the shore looking for someone who could make me forget my name. Beside the eucalyptus, I saw him lying there, with balls like a bull.

They promised me “all their attention” after lunch, and when I closed the bedroom door, I realized they planned to torment me before letting me fuck them.

I watched him stop beside the bench to tie his shoelace, and within seconds I stopped thinking like a runner and started looking like a horny man.

During the week I needed another cock, and that Saturday I turned a fight with my husband into the perfect excuse to fulfill my dirtiest fantasy.

When we saw her take the stage in that dress clinging to her body, I knew we'd bid to the limit to have her between the three of us.

I went in for a haircut before leave and came out knowing who would suck me, who would open his ass for me, and who I’d end up with in a car.

When she opened the door, I was already trembling inside the cage, the plug in my ass and dinner untouched, waiting for her first order.