Threesomes & Orgies

We counted to three and stripped naked in front of everyone. What I didn't know was that she'd kept a key in her necklace for the rest of the day.

The door opened and I understood that tonight I wasn’t deciding anything. She waited tied to the headboard; he, standing in the dim light, only looked at me and nodded.

Nuria came to the practice to be cured of her lust; she left having taught the young psychologist that some urges aren’t cured—they’re obeyed.

When the sun began to sink, neither woman needed words to lead: a single glance was enough for every hand to know where it belonged.

Four hands lifted her above the sand as the entire circle held its breath, waiting to see how far she would dare to go that afternoon.

When the elevator doors closed, nobody was pretending anymore. Marina took my hand and guided it under her skirt while you kissed me without taking your eyes off them.

Marcela looked at me through the rearview mirror with a smile that was nothing like a calm mother’s. I didn’t know that afternoon would change everything between us.

I knelt in front of the window, never imagining that one of them had already gone around the house and was watching me in silence from the back door.

When we got back to the room, we couldn’t wait any longer. Then there was a knock: the gift I’d prepared for her had just arrived, and you knew nothing.

I ran through the downpour to my door thinking I was safe. I didn’t realize he had come in behind me until I felt his hand on my back.

It was almost closing time when the bell rang. He and she came in, asked for black lace, and, without knowing it, offered me the afternoon I’d spent months fantasizing about alone.

“I live inside the lake,” she told him without blinking. Damián took her for an eccentric and followed her anyway. What he found at the bottom was no heaven.

My whole life I believed I belonged only to him. The afternoon he walked into the dean’s office and found me on the desk, I discovered how much he liked seeing me with another man.

When I got the final dare of the night, I knew I could say no. What no one expected was for me to say yes with that smile on my lips.

I sat between an older man and a guy who was to die for. Then the train braked hard, the lights went out, and a hand found mine.

She wasn’t looking for love or company. She wanted to be watched, desired, imagined naked beneath her dress. That night she chose to be pure fire.

She came to the clearing seeking silence and found torches, naked bodies, and dozens of deer masks waiting for her as if they had always known she would return that night.

They said the night was just getting started and that their flat was two streets away. Neither of us said no, and that changed everything between us.

Three hours under the sun, drenched in sweat, and from beneath the tree he saw something on the terrace that left him breathless: they knew he was watching.

His wife’s friend opened her legs in front of him, smiling, just to show him what he would never get to touch that night.