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I was nineteen. His son’s ex-girlfriend. An hour ago, I’d been crying in the rain because of that same son, my chest aching, my heart raw and bruised. Now I was pressed against Ethan, my breath hot against his ear, my hand stroking him through his clothes until I felt how hard he was, how badly he wanted this—wanted me. It was wrong. I knew it was. But when I whispered his name and felt the way his body reacted, the way his breath hitched, something inside me snapped.

My body was covered in light marks from their hands and mouths. Mike gently stroked my hair. “We still carry a lot of anger about what happened to our family… but being with you like this feels different.” Logan kissed my shoulder softly. “Maybe we can keep playing this game when our parents are away. No promises. Just… this.” I nodded, feeling safe between their strong bodies. “I want that. I want both of you, even if there’s still hate between us.” The sex game had opened something new. The pain from our pasts was still there, but the physical connection was growing stronger with every touch, every command, and every shared release.

Months slipped by like smoke. Winter came and went, then spring bled into summer, but nothing changed between them. The apartment stayed the same size—too small for secrets—but the heat between Lena and Kai only grew thicker, heavier, more constant. They didn’t date. They didn’t fight. They just fucked. A lot. Often. Whenever the urge hit, which was basically always.

"Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me." My throat had gone dry by now, I looked from one face to the other. Hillian squeezed my hands. "I’m asking you again. Do you want this? From both of us." I should have said no, I should have stood up and walked out. Instead I let my body answer first, I could feel myself getting excited. I had never had sex with two people before. It had always been a fantasy I kept private, but now it was standing in front of me actually playing out in real time. "Yes," I whispered.

1. LISA I’m Nineteen years old, and my parents still believe I’m their innocent church girl who wouldn’t dare break a single rule. They have no idea how wrong they are. I’ve spent my entire life trapped in that house, watched like a prisoner. The moment their car leaves the driveway, I slip out, find girls who want the same thing I do, and let them devour my pussy in the back seat of cars or rundown motel rooms where no one asks questions. I’ve perfected the art of playing the perfect daughter while my body stays constantly hungry, cunt wet and aching for release.

She whispered to herself amidst sighs. Elena knows she enjoyed every bit of the experience and even wants it to continue. She is bisexual and has a wild sexual appetite that she has tried to tame because she has always believed Alex to be a sexually reserved person. But yesterday changed her notion. She now understands that he appeared reserved because he hid his sexual kinks and fantasies from her. She came to the gradual conclusion that if this is the kind of sex life Alex wants, then she's not opposed to it. As long as both of them are happy and their marriage remains stable.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

"There was another dicey silence as I digested this news update. "Anyway, we became lovers. I'd never had sex with another girl before. Geri had, but I hadn't, it was all new to me, and I couldn't get enough. We lived together, worked together, played together, studied together, slept together. It made everything else in life better; I thought, so this is who I am! Then after almost three years she dumped me for a man! I caught her fucking him in our apartment." "Oh, I'm sorry…"

The office was a mess, their clothes scattered on the floor, the scent of sex hanging in the air. He finally lifted his head, his eyes searching hers. There was a new look in his eyes, something softer, more vulnerable. He opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him with a kiss. It was a slow, deep kiss, a kiss that promised this was just the beginning. He pulled away, his forehead resting against hers. “We need to talk,” he said, his voice a low, serious rumble. “No,” she said, her voice firm. “We don’t. This is just sex. That’s all it is. That’s all it can be.”