My First Threesome with the Back-Fence Neighbor
Every time I got up for the lighter he caught me looking, and my boyfriend smiled like he already knew how that night was going to end.
Every time I got up for the lighter he caught me looking, and my boyfriend smiled like he already knew how that night was going to end.
I won the hand and, for the first time, had both of them at my mercy. My husband and our guest, waiting for my order. And I already knew what I was going to ask them to do.
At four in the morning, while he was making love to me, my husband whispered my coworker’s name. And I, in the dark, smiled.
I agreed to his fantasy thinking it was a gift for him. What neither of them imagined is that that night I’d discover exactly what I wanted... and stop settling.
Bruno introduced me to his friends with a conspiratorial smile, and before I understood what was happening, I knew I wouldn’t leave the cabin the same woman.
I lit the fuse and shut them both inside an empty apartment. Now my husband begs to watch what comes next, while my brother-in-law has signed a blank check without knowing what awaits him.
I set just one rule: I decided what would happen and how far it would go. Neither of them had any idea how far I intended to take that night.
I’m Tomás’s hotwife and he adores watching me shine. Between colonial walls and salsa, a foreign business partner joined our game, and I let myself go.
I tied the blindfold on carefully and told her to just feel. She had no idea someone else was waiting behind the curtain for her turn.
Sebastián was late that night, so Valeria and Mateo had dinner alone. Between the wine and the silence, they both confessed something neither of them could yet name.
Lorena opened the suitcase to help put away the clothes and found the toys. Her new cook was watching from the doorway, not a shred of shame on her face.
Three glasses of wine, warm water, and a nineteen-year-old redhead who still didn’t know that night would make her more than just the house cook.
I posted an ad looking for two discreet gentlemen. When I opened the suite door and saw them waiting, I knew that night would have no limits.
I had a secret date with the lover from that rooftop party. What I didn’t expect was for the other woman to show up behind the rock, determined not to just watch.
Three months alone with her daughter and a cold bed. When a message offered her a summer away from everything, she never imagined two men were waiting there.
I thought it was just a routine cleaning. But when he summoned me to his house that night, I discovered he had a surprise waiting on the sofa.
I heard their moans through the wall and lay still, imagining. I didn’t know that curiosity would end with me between the two of them.
“If you stay, you stay to play,” he said, looking at my friend. I only wanted him for myself, but a dark part of me wanted to see how far she’d go.
I’d been married to her for eleven years and thought I knew her completely. That night, with my best friend still in the house, I discovered a side of her I’d never imagined.
One of them pushed me against the wall while the other knelt without saying a word; I knew right away that I wasn’t leaving that apartment in one piece.