Oral

I didn’t open my eyes right away: I let those two tongues keep working on me, knowing this was only the beginning of a day when no one would be asking permission.

I was only going to watch, that’s what I told myself as I walked into the studio. But the camera kept clicking, and before I knew it, I was naked between them.

I was looking for silence and a garden. What I found was an entire family ready to share me, one after another, without any of them knowing about the others.

Three women, one huge house, and a pool in the sun. One look between them was enough to turn an innocent afternoon into something else.

They arrived at six sharp, kissed me one by one as soon as they walked in, and I knew that night I wouldn’t be the one setting the rules.

I dropped her two streets from the meeting point, and when she got into the car, she introduced herself as if I were just another passenger. None of us knew what was coming.

Bruno brought croissants and news that the family’s black sheep would be spending the weekend with us. I had no idea how far that afternoon would go.

They called it their secret getaway: three days without husbands or children. But this time Bea invited four men to dinner, and none of them imagined how the night would end.

I took the blue pill before leaving the locker room because I knew what was coming. What I didn’t know was how far Romina and I would go that night.

I thought it would be a day at sea with friends. I didn’t count on the deckhand who couldn’t keep his eyes off me, or on everything that came after.

When he took off my blindfold, he wasn’t alone in the living room. Six naked men surrounded me, and my boyfriend watched from a corner with a smile.

Her mouth around my cock woke me up, and I knew the second day in the beach house was going to be even longer than the first.

I let my guard down with a silly question about group sex, and Antonella smiled as if she’d been waiting months for someone to ask it.

I’d been married and bored for years when those four guys surrounded me on the dance floor. None of them guessed that, under the costume, I was more than ready to play along.

It had been six years since anyone had touched me. That night, in the back seat of a taxi, I discovered how much power I held over a man’s desire... and over my own.

She had been posing beside the convertible for half an hour when the photographer asked her to take off her dress. And she, under the desert sun, didn’t say no.

When the moans from the closed room reached the garden, Andrés knew he had to see with his own eyes what was happening behind that door.

Damián backed away from the doorway with his pulse racing: what he had just seen among his friends would never leave his memory.

Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.

When Renata went barefoot into the kitchen at dawn, she never imagined her husband would watch from the doorway, or that morning would change everything between all four of them.