Couple

The moans through the wall left me dripping, so I decided to wake my man in the dirtiest way I knew.

I lowered the controller and held my breath: on the other side of the wall, her moans were rising, and my hand was already inside my pants.

When the beach was nearly empty, her hand slid down my stomach, and I realized that last swim wouldn’t end as an innocent game.

I pretended to be drunk in the back seat, but when that stranger slipped his hand beneath my skirt, I stopped acting.

I invited him to our table to help my husband, but when he closed the door, I knew I had let the enemy into our bed.

I went into the sauna alone and came out trembling, with the taste of a strange couple still clinging to my skin and an unforgettable confession.

I came home furious, disrespected my wife, and saw her slipper slip from her foot. That was when I knew the night no longer belonged to me.

My husband came home from the bar with a strange smile, a number in his pocket, and a dirty idea that left me soaked before he touched me.

I put on the dress he chose, and when I felt the stares fixed on my ass, I understood why my husband was turned on by exhibiting me.

When she lifted her skirt on the highway and let the truckers watch, I knew this trip would be anything but innocent.

While she kissed him in our kitchen, I pretended to be normal with a hard cock and the certainty that night would change everything.

The moment I opened the door, I kissed her hungrily. She trembled and called it crazy, but followed me upstairs without letting go of my hand.

When I returned with another bottle, my wife was already naked at the center of the circle, and everyone was watching her as if the night were only just beginning.

After weeks of glances and teasing, she pushed me into the locker-room bathroom and made it clear how she planned to collect on that ticket.

I closed the office door trembling; when she told me to take off my clothes, I knew she hadn’t forgotten anything about last time.

The first night in our new apartment, I tied him to a chair, sat on his locked-up cock, and ordered him to confess everything he wanted me to do to him.

When I saw his message before entering the parking garage, I knew I wouldn’t be going home with trembling legs just from driving.

I invited him home to explain my absences, but what he found in the living room changed the way he looked at me at the office.

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 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.