Anal

I boarded the catamaran to lose myself for a while. I never imagined I’d end up naked, surrounded, and the one who didn’t want it to stop.

We’d been talking about it for months and never dared. Then a couple invited us to a liberal spa one May afternoon, and Sofía walked through that door before I did.

I crossed the room with my heart racing, knelt beside her, and knew that after that night my mother would stop seeing me as the little girl of the house.

Four men, two holes in the wall, and one rule: I wasn’t allowed to know who was who. Only their cocks would give them away.

She laughed at them, naked and victorious, convinced she had used them. She never saw the hatred grow in their eyes until it was too late.

There was only one thing they were forbidden to do to me, and it was exactly the one thing I wanted while they used me for an entire month.

Drunk and heartbroken after losing my job, I said yes to her flirting. “Just five minutes in the bathroom,” she promised. I had no idea how far she meant to go.

Widowed, out of date, and alone, Rodrigo just wanted to blow off steam on a Saturday night. He never expected the stranger at the bar to offer him something he’d never considered.

The Rio girl sat between them like the night belonged to her. “Soft or the kind that break things?” she asked. Neither of them knew what was still waiting to be discovered.

When Lorena let her dress fall to the floor and stood naked in front of all four of us, I knew that night we weren’t going to set any limits.

“And you don’t mind that she’s got a cock?” her cousin asked before introducing her to me. I said I wanted to get to know her first. That same night I ended up on my knees at her feet.

There I was on the sofa, whisky in hand, realizing I no longer needed to take part: it was enough to watch someone else do what I’d stopped doing.

I practiced in front of the mirror for weeks. The night I packed the dress into my backpack, I knew there was no turning back: this time it would be real.

A patient hand came out from between the bars and stroked my stomach, unhurried. My husband undid one button on my shirt to make room for it.

I walked into the suite expecting a frightened woman. I never imagined what was hiding under that long skirt, or how eagerly she meant to show me.

I’d given her permission to let them watch us. What I didn’t expect was for her to pull the curtain herself and move my hand aside to put hers there.

When they came back in, Noa was already naked and Andrés had hold of her from behind. I knew none of the five of us would sleep alone in our bed that night.

Three men, one woman at the center of the bed, and one rule everyone respected. That night, Noelia discovered something that bound her to one of them forever.

I accepted the assignment thinking it was just another job. I had no idea that man from the calendar would get under my skin until he became impossible to forget.

When Tobías’s teacher gave me her personal number “in case anything urgent came up,” I knew it had nothing to do with my son’s grades.