Confession of a Threesome That Changed Me Inside
I entered the room out of curiosity and ended up trapped between two adult bodies that seemed to understand my desire better than I did.
I entered the room out of curiosity and ended up trapped between two adult bodies that seemed to understand my desire better than I did.
When she began telling me what she did behind closed doors with an adult member of her family, I knew I couldn’t listen without getting turned on.
I only approached to have a look, but when I saw that grown woman bend over the crib, I already had a hard-on inside my sweatpants.
I’d spent the night dodging his jokes, until I let him into the bathroom and there was no way left to pretend I didn’t want to touch him.
I went into his office to hug him, but when he closed the door and looked me up and down, I knew I wouldn’t leave the same way I came in.
I thought I heard her moan on the other end of the call, and my mind turned that sound into the dirtiest scene I'd ever imagined.
I left her at the restaurant and drove back to the hotel alone, knowing that night I'd hear my wife moaning for another man.
I went to his house to blow off steam as usual, but one impulsive kiss left my best friend trembling before me, ready to learn everything.
I only meant to look at the marquee, but ended up on my knees between the seats, his cock in my mouth as the screen lit us halfway.
I thought grief had extinguished me forever, until one night someone looked at me as if there were still something alive inside me.
The moment we closed the door, she dropped her purse, looked at me hungrily, and I knew there was no turning back.
I opened her phone to confirm a suspicion and ended up seeing something that left me frozen: my wife with two men from my own family.
He walked me to the bus stop, carried my backpack, and I ended up dragging him behind the bushes to thank him in the dirtiest way possible.
I started masturbating silently beside her, but when she thought I was asleep, her hand moved beneath the sheet and everything changed.
He grabbed my hand at reception, said I owed him something, and before I could think, I was kissing him against the bathroom door.
I agreed to enter blindfolded and on my knees, but I wasn't prepared to discover how much disgust, fear, and arousal could mix in a single night.
I went to ask him for help with a broken faucet and ended up discovering what it feels like for an experienced man to take my breath and my shame away.
I went to fix a leak on a Saturday and ended up on my knees between a mature woman's legs, obeying every order without knowing what was coming next.
After two years without touching her, I had her beside me on the plane, trembling, asking my forgiveness and looking at me as if I were still her man.
That dawn they paid me just to watch, but I ended up on my knees, with one cock in my mouth and another opening me up without my being able to pull away.