Threesomes & Orgies

That night I learned that giving her over completely meant renouncing my own virility while he took her over my face.

“What happens on the coast stays on the coast,” we told each other before crossing that curtain. Neither of us imagined how far we’d go without the other couple.

My husband handed me over to that man and spent his time filming while I took him for more than an hour. He wasn’t interested in my pussy—only my ass.

We’d been in the scene for months, but that night, between the dungeon and the club, I found out how far my wife could go when she truly let herself loose.

Nadia knelt in front of the glass wall knowing the neighbors in the garden next door wouldn’t miss a thing. And that was only the first afternoon.

Bianca put three thongs in the middle of the table and announced that the game’s prize would be served to us as dessert. None of us imagined where she planned to serve it.

When I went downstairs naked for a coffee at midnight, I didn’t expect to find her in the kitchen, in a nightgown, with a confession that would change everything between us.

We’d come to rekindle our relationship and ended up naked in front of two strangers in a cove only we knew that morning.

My wife had been asking me for weeks for carte blanche for one night. I never imagined our hosts had prepared a surprise that would leave all four of us breathless.

When she confessed the favor she wanted to ask me, I thought she was kidding. Her best friend was broken, and Lorena had decided I was the cure.

I woke up naked beside a man who wasn’t my husband and, for the first time in years, I felt completely desired. He still wasn’t done with me.

I came out of the bathroom and found her on her knees in front of him. Instead of stopping him, I sat in the chair across from them and decided to watch it to the end.

When she came out to the garage dressed like that, I knew I’d lose the bet. What I couldn’t imagine was how far that summer would go with her and her mother.

She had been wearing the vibrating egg since they left the hotel, and Lorenzo decided when she would come in front of everyone. That night, her husband was no longer part of the equation.

Nadia thought the passion with Andrés had burned out. That night, in front of two strangers and a twelve-sided die, she discovered how far she was willing to go.

Diego and I had spent years joking about swapping partners for one night. When Sofía took my hand and led me to her bedroom, it stopped being a joke.

The bridegroom’s sister waited for me every night, but the real surprise came when my friend asked me for a favor neither of us would ever forget.

She slipped into the black dress, kissed me, and said “don’t wait up.” I knew exactly who she was spending the night with, and that was precisely what turned me on.

When I entered that room and saw them together, it took me a second to tell which was my wife and which was the stranger I’d paid for.

When Renata opened the curtains and put me on all fours facing the glass, I knew that night I would belong to everyone passing in the street—not just to her and my husband.