Oral

When Marcos told me he wanted to share me with another man, I didn’t reject him. I felt curiosity, nerves, and something I had never felt before: real desire.

When my friend took her by the waist to guide her into the kitchen, something ignited in me. It wasn’t jealousy. It was something darker that I chose not to put out.

I went to the gym without underwear on purpose, so everything would show. After weeks of stares, he finally came over with a proposition that left no room for doubt.

She told me she had never gone all the way with anyone. There was something in the way she said it that made me want to be the one to change that.

When Elena opened the door, drenched and out of options, her look said it all before she even offered the night in words. Mother and daughter, fixed price.

When I suggested to Valeria that she share my boyfriend and my brother, she was left speechless. What happened next in the dungeon was impossible to forget.

When I saw the Brazilian crossing the dance floor toward us, I knew my flatmate was no longer the shy girl who’d moved to Madrid a month earlier.

When she leaned over in front of me on the leg press, I knew that Monday at quarter to seven wasn’t going to be a normal workout.

We invited him home with a promise of no rules. What happened on that sofa that night shattered everything we thought we knew about us.

Three coworkers invited her to stay behind when the building was empty. Sofía said yes, but on her terms.

A few months ago I told you about Camila’s first threesome. This time, when she sat down on my bed again, I knew the story would be even more intense.

When she saw what was sticking out of that hole in the wall, I knew there was no turning back. My anniversary gift would take us farther than we ever imagined.

The zipper opened and two heads appeared as if they’d been waiting their turn for a while. We weren’t surprised. We didn’t cover up either.

I climbed the stairs to his building with my thong already soaked. I had no idea that stranger was going to split me in two before midnight.

We’d barely had two beers when Valeria took off her sandals and told me it was time to fix the fact that I hadn’t stepped on sand in years. That night I learned a lot of things.

Bjarne explained the tradition to us as the fire crackled. Before he even finished speaking, we already knew we were going to say yes.

The fireplace burned, rain hammered the windows, and the two of them looked at me with that mix of curiosity and vertigo that comes just before crossing a line.

Thirty candidates, a rector with too much power, and me at thirty-eight with all the experience in the world. I thought I could handle it. I was half right.

When she adjusted his posture for the third time and he felt the pressure under his shorts, he decided that morning’s session was going to be very different from the others.

That night I shaved, washed, and waited for Lucía, knowing exactly what I wanted. She arrived with her backpack, her red lollipop, and that smile that never faded, no matter what we did.