Oral

When his hand corrected my posture from behind, I felt his body against mine and knew what came next had nothing to do with training.

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.

Daniela had told me what turned her on was giving an experience like that to someone who would never expect it. That night in the desert, a trucker was chosen.

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.

She opened the car door with a calmness I hadn’t expected. No photos, no names, no idea what would happen. She got in, closed the door, and everything changed.

When I saw the photo of his body, I knew I was in unknown territory. I didn’t close it. I saved it. And that decision changed everything.

She had never had a boyfriend, never been with a man. When I took her to my apartment that afternoon, her hands were shaking, but she never let go of me.

The first night I went out with his permission was the last time I needed to ask for it.

I was standing on the other side of the ajar door, seeing what I should never have seen. What I did next changed the way we looked at each other forever.

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.

I was always invisible, the girl with glasses nobody noticed. That afternoon at the market, when the oranges rolled away, everything changed all at once.

When I told him it was my first time, he paused for a second and looked at me. Not with doubt, but with something that looked far too much like satisfaction.

I told her I wanted to kiss her right there in the street, no matter who was watching. She threw off the sheets, began touching herself, and stared at me. The shopping could wait.

I stayed alone in the room while she crossed into the one next door. Two hours of waiting, imagining, and listening to the silence of the wall.

At last his body was in front of me, inches away. My best friend. My man. And I was determined not to let that moment slip away for anything in the world.

We’d been eyeing each other at the gym for weeks without saying a word. When we finally talked, we both knew exactly where it was headed.

Carlos told me he was a dangerous man. He was right. But no one had looked at me like that in months, with that kind of raw hunger that doesn’t know how to hide itself.

We had our last free days before the wedding. Naked at home, drinking mate, planning the ceremony, and reminding each other why we’d chosen one another.

I’d gone months without a man when I posted the ad. Marcos was the only one who seemed genuinely interested, and I never forgot what happened that afternoon.

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.