تسجيل الدخولGerald's POVMelissa ended up pressed against my chest, her back to me, Caz’s arm braced on the other side of her so that his forearm rested against my shoulder. Cece stood in front of Caz, her ass brushing his thigh every time she shifted. No one spoke for a long time. The only sounds were the rain and our breathing. Melissa’s wet hair smelled of river water and something sweeter. When she turned her head to say something to Caz, her cheek grazed my collarbone. I felt her shiver.Caz’s voice was rough. “You cold?”“No,” she answered. “Not cold.”Cece’s hand found mine under the tarp. She squeezed hard once, then guided my fingers to the small of Melissa’s back, just above the waistband of her soaked bottoms. I left them there. Melissa didn’t move away. The rain lasted forty minutes. By the time it eased, every one of us was hard or wet or both, and none of us pretended otherwise.Evening settled heavy and close. We built a fire in the central pit of the main deck. The lodge staff ha
Gerald's POVThe river boat’s engine finally cut, and the silence that followed was thicker than the air. Humidity pressed against my skin like a second shirt the moment we stepped onto the wooden dock. The eco-lodge sat a little bit half hidden in the green wall of the rainforest, its stilts rising out of the dark water, walkways vanishing into mist. We were going to spend four days here. No phones. No other guests. Just us.“Christ, it’s wet,” Caz muttered, hauling a duffel onto his shoulder. Sweat already darkened the back of his shirt. Melissa laughed, the sound bright and too loud in the quiet. “You wanted adventure, brother. Now you have it, quit complaining.” “I'm not complaining,” he raised his hands exasperated. “I'm just pointing out a fact.”“A fact nobody asked to hear.” Melissa quipped back. She loved getting on Caz’s nerves but he ignored her most of the time. Like he's doing now.Cece’s hand brushed my lower back as she passed me, her fingers lingering a second lo
Beth's POVThe fire was still burning when the suggestion hung in the air. My own words echoed in my head. ‘What if we switched? Just for tonight.’No one looked away.I sat up straighter, my naked skin warm from the flames, and met every pair of eyes in turn. “We’re actually talking about this. Right now. If anyone’s not completely in, say it. No pressure. No hard feelings.”Rivers’s voice was low. “I’m in. Fully.”Koko nodded, eyes bright. “Same. I’ve been thinking about it since the skydiving.”Lucy’s fingers tightened on Luca’s thigh. “Yes. Clear yes.”Luca exhaled. “Yes.”George looked at me last, that steady gaze I knew better than my own. “I’m with you. All the way.”I nodded. “Ground rules, then. Safe word is ‘lake.’ Anyone says it, everything stops for that person. No questions. We check in. We use protection if anyone wants it—George and I have condoms in the house if needed. And we can stop or switch at any time. This only works if it stays good for everyone.”A murmur of a
George's POVThe estate looked even better than the photos. It was a private cove, with a long dock stretching into the dark water, the big cedar house set back among the pines. Beth and I had rented the place for the whole month and invited the others—our friends, Koko and Rivers, Lucy and Luca. The one rule was no kids. Just the six of us.We got there two days early to settle in. By the second afternoon the clothes had already started disappearing. Beth peeled her tank top off the second she stepped onto the dock and dove in naked. I followed in, the cold water shocking the heat out of my skin. When I surfaced she was floating on her back, her breasts breaking the surface, freckles dark against her wet skin.“Feels illegal,” she said, grinning.“No baby, it feels good.”She laughed in response.Koko and Rivers arrived that evening. Koko stripped down to nothing before she’d even finished her first drink and stretched out on a lounge chair like she owned the place. Rivers, her hu
Cain's POVWe changed positions until the sun was directly overhead. Me on my back, Sally riding, Tae sitting on my face. Then Tae on all fours with Sally beneath her, my cock alternating between them, never fully leaving one before pushing into the other. Prolonged, filthy, open-air fucking. No rush. No shame. Only the wet slap of our bodies and the occasional low commands we gave eachother.“Fuck me harder!” Sally's voice.Tae commanded. “Bury your cock deep inside her while I cummm.” And I responded by slamming my cock deep to the hilt of Sally's clenching pussy and then licked her clean when she orgasmed.By early afternoon we moved to the infinity pool. The water was a cool shock after the heat. I pressed Tae against the submerged ledge and fucked her while Sally floated close, kissing us both, her hands roaming underwater. Then I had Sally sit on the edge, spread her legs, and ate out her pussy while Tae stroked me under the surface. We edged for a long time, bringing each oth
Cain's POVI woke with the weight of two bodies against me, the desert light already hard and gold through the glass wall. Sally’s head was on my chest, her breath warm across my nipple. Tae’s thigh was thrown over both of us, her hand resting low on my stomach, her fingers still curled as if she had fallen asleep mid-claim. The sheets were a wreck of oil and cum and sweat from the night before. My cock was already thickening against Sally’s hip.I shifted just enough to feel her stir. She made a soft sound and pressed closer. Tae’s eyes opened a second later, dark and clear.“Morning,” she murmured, her voice rough. Her hand slid lower, found me, and gave a slow stroke. “Still hard for us.”“Always was,” I said. “Just stopped pretending. Ive always wanted to have the both of you together.”Sally lifted her head. Her mouth was soft, her lips slightly swollen. I kissed her without hesitation, deep and unhurried, tasting sleep and last night on her tongue. Tae’s hand kept moving, lazy,
“Absolutely not.” I crossed my arms, glaring at mum as she folded my pink sweater into the bag. “I’m not spending an entire weekend in some dusty cabin with Aunt Linda and her arrogant sons. Especially Caleb.”Mum didn’t even look at me. “Sera, honey, it’s a mini family reunion. Your aunt hasn’t se
Emily's povI slammed the front door harder than I meant to, my university backpack still slung over one shoulder. The house smelled the same, with Mark's cologne hitting my nostrils. I’d been back less than two hours and we were already fighting.“You can’t just tell me what to do anymore, Mark! I
Elena's povI’ve been an electrician for fifteen years, and I thought I’d seen every kind of weird shit people hide in their walls. But nothing prepared me for what I found in Mrs. Elena Voss’s bedroom closet.She was a high-end client, mid-thirties with a classy style. She ran a consulting firm fr
I shifted under the thin blanket on the floor of Sarah’s bedroom, the hardwood floor pressing uncomfortably against my hip. The clock on the nightstand glowed at 1:17am.Sarah’s soft snores filled the room, steady and deep. We’d stayed up late watching movies and gossiping like always. But tonight,







