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“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

" Deb asked. Sam sipped her coffee, put the cup down, "Reddit, and Motherlove.com." "Really?" I said, "I knew there were a lot of Reddits, but not that." Sam smiled, "Reddit has a lot of subs dealing with Incest." "Just talking about it?" Deb asked. "Well, some discussion ones. But also lots of stories of incestual encounters." "What's the other one?" I asked. "That's a p**n site that has a lot less filters. A lot of videos that purport to be incest."

“Amen, sister. But seriously you really told Alex you’re claiming his bed? Bold move after one night.” I shrugged, still grinning. “Why not? Life’s too short for bad dick and cheating assholes. Alex made me feel wanted, used, and worshipped all at once. I’m texting him tomorrow. Or tonight. Probably both.” Zoe linked her arm with mine, the three of us starting to walk toward the locker room on wobbly legs. “We should make this a regular thing. Naked parties every month. Support group for women who deserve better orgasms.” “Deal,” Mia said. “Next time I’m bringing toys. Or inviting more twins.”

Secretly, I want to pull his luscious lips back to me, but our relationship must remain a secret. Too many people already know. I don’t want more to find out. A soft, hearty chuckle spills from him as he leans back upright and glances down at his own script. “I don’t know if I can stop myself and do nothing.” Pleasure rushes through me and my body stirs to life at his deep and sexy voice. My mind races through the various naughty things we can do while working in a secluded corner. There are many dark corners here.

He hadn’t spoken to Douglas in years, but that hadn’t seemed to bother his old friend. They’d talked for quite some time about Rowena and her situation. Douglas had convinced him to trust that she knew what she needed and had recommended ‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’ a book that encourages women recovering from sexual abuse to live a normal sexual life again and teaches them how to say ‘yes’ to their own sexual desires and on their own terms. He’d bought it immediately and had been racing through it, trying to nail down a game plan before contacting Rowena. There was no doubt… He’d be consulting it frequently and he wasn’t even halfway through.

My husband was starting to get suspicious about my relationship with them, and I couldn’t risk him finding out. I certainly couldn’t let him know that I was still fucking my childhood friends. It all began eight years ago on a drunken night at a bonfire party, when I first had sex with Thomas, Charles, and Alex. Ever since then, I hadn’t been able to get enough of their thick, black cocks. I reached out with both hands, taking Thomas’s thick, heavy cock in one and Alex’s in the other. I stroked Thomas with my right hand, Alex with my left, while I leaned forward and took the head of Charles’s cock into my mouth.

A business contract signed and sealed, finished with a dick. They have a portfolio of women who want to make money for their first sexual experience. All I had to know was which one paid the most. Matthew takes his cut off ten percent, but after that, it varies with the customer. He told me that some girls had sold for over six figures because the demand had been great. He wouldn't accept anything less than ten grand, after all, we were offering something of a lifetime. His clientele were fucking wealthy bastards who enjoy paying for something exclusive.

She looked like a female assassin right now. A vixen. “There is this website where you can actually go online and look for anyone to pretend to be your boyfriend, your husband and all. You only need to pay them for their service and they will do a good job.” Thelma explained and I didn't even have to ask her how she knew about a website like this. “So here.” She said and showed me the profiles of good-looking men. “They all have good ratings which is why I would advise that we pick from here,” Thelma said and began to scroll until my eyes caught the one that seemed to fit the role perfectly.

MIA Running with Alex always gets me going. Three years dating, sharing an apartment in Silver Lake, and we're still stupid for each other—but we never pretended we could be satisfied with just us. We're both mid-twenties, both bi, both get off on the thrill of extra bodies. We bring people home when the spark hits, fuck them together, swap stories if it's separate. Threesomes are the best—another hard cock sliding in while Alex watches me moan, or him getting filled while I grind on his face. It's messy, loud, perfect. No guilt, just heat.

We started a back-and-forth conversation thread, had a few laughs, realized joint-interests, and decided we could be a match. I wanted her really bad, but she just wouldn’t meet with me. Talking back and forth was going nowhere. I was constantly left wanting more! So I said, ‘Screw her!’ and started talking to a few other women on the site. Soon I had a teacher, a yoga instructor, and a nurse all sending me messages. There was the same back and forth, but these women actually seemed interested in meeting...and having sex. The yoga instructor in particular seemed interesting. I imagined she’d be quite flexible, and that was a huge turn-on for me.