Threesomes & Orgies

I agreed for him, because it was his fantasy. But when both of their hands ran over me at once, it stopped being only his and became mine.

I found her waiting for me in bed, but that night I didn’t want her all to myself. I took her into the hallway, naked, right in front of my friend’s door.

Marina accepted the invitation knowing what she was exposing herself to. What she couldn’t have imagined was that a simple massage with sunscreen would end up breaking every rule she had.

Her husband only had eyes for the other woman’s cleavage. Marina and I looked at each other from the far end of the living room and, without saying a word, we’d already said everything.

Mariana adjusted the straps in front of the mirror while Esteban smiled from the sofa. That night he had invited someone else, and he wasn’t planning to tell her yet.

We’d been playing our secret game for months, but when Bruno closed the hotel door and Tomás sat down to watch, I knew there was no turning back that night.

Three chairs in the middle of the living room, four women circling, and the music about to stop: the one left standing that round got nothing.

It began as a game of words in bed. It ended with me getting into another man’s car while my husband waited in the casino, knowing everything.

I came to that dinner expecting a glass of wine and an escape to the countryside afterward. I ended up kneeling in front of a stranger while my lover watched.

After so many years, an honest conversation after dinner was enough for both couples to cross the line we’d always circled without daring to step over.

I told Ingrid how an Austrian photographed me naked on the beach, never imagining the story would lead us to live it together.

We were tousled and makeup-free when Daniela reminded me of that time. I didn’t imagine that, before nightfall, they’d be watching us from the half-open door.

I told my husband we were only going out for drinks with another couple. What I’d really been planning all week was what ended up happening in that apartment.

I opened the hotel-room door and the first thing I heard was a long moan and a bed thudding against the wall. We weren’t alone, and neither of us wanted to stop.

I knew that trip would change something between us, but I never imagined how far my wife would go once another man started giving her orders.

They were newlyweds and asked us to show them what we knew. My husband and I looked at each other: that night was going to be very long.

We were two girlfriends away to unwind, and ended up in the bed of two strangers. None of the four hands knew anymore which body belonged to whom.

She’d been telling me for a month that her husband fantasized about seeing her with another man. That night I stopped listening and took her where anything could really happen.

I accepted the dinner knowing how it would end. What he didn’t know was that every touch in the dim light was part of a plan I made before I took my clothes off.

I went to bed angry over something stupid. Fifteen minutes later I woke up, heard noises in the living room, and what I saw changed everything between the two couples.