RAW DESIRES : 101 Hot Tales of Pleasure

Tonight, I was going to get fucked by Derek’s friends.

Derek was my boyfriend. Two years together, and our sex life had already blown past normal, spiraling completely out of control. We had burned through every sexual fantasy we could imagine.

Except one.

We had never let another man take me while Derek watched.

Last week, right in the middle of fucking me, Derek had leaned down and growled in my ear, “I want to see another man claim your pussy while I sit back and watch. I want to see you cum all over his cock while I’m right here.”

That line kept looping in my head, over and over. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Tonight, I was going to make it happen.

I had encouraged Derek to invite his friends over to his apartment for a game night. He thought it would just be video games and beers, another chill evening.

He had no idea what I had planned.

I wanted to be a slut tonight.

I wanted Derek’s friends, Ethan, Caleb, Joe, and Dominic, to gangbang me. I wanted their cocks filling me one after the other, stretching me open until I could barely catch my breath.

I wanted to hear their grunts and moans echoing through the room. I wanted to see Derek caught between shock and arousal while I gave myself away in front of him.

I wanted every filthy fantasy I had craved in secret to finally come alive.

•••••••

11 p.m.

I looked at myself in the car mirror. My pink lace bra barely contained my breasts. My satin panties clung tight, the fabric wet against my pussy. Black stockings hugged my legs, ending in open-toed heels that made my thighs look even fuller.

I looked like every man’s dirty fantasy, and I loved it. I opened the car door, let the cool night air hit my skin, and fumbled for my phone.

I typed out a message to my boyfriend: I’m outside your apartment. Come get me, baby.

My thumb hovered over send for one split second before I hit go.

His reply came instantly,“Shit… you’re here? I’m coming to open the door.”

A thrill shot through me. He had no idea what I had planned tonight.

The door swung open. Derek froze and his eyes widened.

“Sierra… holy fuck,” he muttered, grabbing my waist and pulling me in. “You look… damn.”

I leaned into him, brushing my lips over his.

“You like what you see, baby?” I purred. 

His answer was a kiss. 

Hard. 

Desperate.

Full of lust. 

His hands gripped my ass like he wanted to fuck me right there.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he groaned against my lips.

I smirked, slipping past him into the apartment.

Ethan and Caleb both stared at my chest like they had never seen tits before. Dominic leaned back, as his eyes roamed slowly. His grin showed exactly what he was thinking. Joe barely looked up, and I caught a heavy scowl on his face.

I turned to Derek, pretending not to notice their eyes on me.

“What’s with Joe? He’s usually louder than all of you.”

Derek crossed his arms, laughing. “Joe’s moody. His girl dumped him, like, five minutes ago. Don’t mind him.”

I leaned in close enough for only Derek to hear. “Maybe I’ll fix that tonight.”

His brows shot up. “Wait. Are you saying…”

I nodded.

Then I turned to Joe with a wicked grin.

“Your girlfriend’s an idiot.” I winked. “But I’m gonna put a smile back on your face.”

Joe squinted, confused. “What are you—”

“Shhh.” I hushed him as I dropped to my knees.

I pulled my hair into a messy bun, looking up at him with a smirk. “Tonight I’ll make you forget she even existed.”

Derek’s jaw slackened.

His eyes gleamed with approval. He leaned back against the wall, arms folded, watching me like a man who’d just won the lottery.

Ethan’s voice cut in. “Dude… you cool with your girl on her knees for him?”

“Hell yes,” Derek said smoothly. “I want her to. Go on, baby. Make him forget.”

I licked my lips and fixed my eyes on Joe. “So? You ready or not?”

Joe swallowed hard. His gaze darted between Derek and me. He was still hesitant, but the bulge in his jeans made it obvious.

I tilted my head, teasing. “Relax. You’ll thank me after.”

Joe gave a tight nod.

I grabbed his belt and tugged.

“Don’t make me beg, Joe. Get your cock out now.” I said sternly.

His hands moved fast, unbuckling and shoving his jeans down.

His cock sprang free, already hard.

“God… look at that,” I murmured, stroking the head with my thumb. The shaft was thick, while the head swollen and flushed.

A bead of precum glistened at the tip.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered, wrapping my fingers around him. “This is what I want.”

Joe’s breath hitched. “Jesus, Sierra…”

I looked up at Derek.

“Look at this, baby. Your friend’s already leaking for me.”

Derek’s eyes were locked on my hand stroking Joe.

“Take him,” Derek ordered. “I want to see you choke on it.”

I smirked and leaned forward.

My tongue slid across the tip, licking that bead of of precum clean.

Joe groaned. His knuckles went white as he grabbed the couch.

Then I opened wide and pushed him into my mouth.

His thighs tightened under my hands.

“Holy fuck,” he muttered, his voice breaking.

I licked the tip and swirled my tongue through his precum.

“Mmm, you like that?” I teased, my hand stroking his shaft.

“God, yes,” he groaned, his head falling back.

Dominic leaned forward, eyes locked on my mouth. “Damn, Derek. Look at that. Your girl is swallowing him whole. Lucky bastard. Look at Joe’s face. He’s gone.”

Joe laughed, half a moan. “Fuck yeah. She sucks like a p**n star.”

I slurped and took him deeper, my lips sliding down his shaft as my hand pumped the base.

“Deeper,” Derek cut in, his voice sharp. “Show him what you can take.”

I glanced up, eyes watering as I pushed him down my throat until I gagged. Then I pulled back, spit dripping off my chin.

And I did it again.