Threesom Novels & Stories

Levi came back and scooped my breast hard with one hand, tilting my head up to face him while he filled my mouth with his and stroked his dick with his free hand. Kai sat stroking his dick to the same rhythm Asher was filling me up, and the sight was enough to make me cum all over again “You belong to us ,” Asher hissed against my lips. Say it.” “—I belong to you—” “To whom?” “To all three of you—” “Good girl.” His thrusts were punishing, raw. He bit my collarbone hard enough to bruise and rubbed my clit quickly until I was crying out again. This time, when I came, my vision blurred. My legs gave out.

I took a deep breath before forcing my legs to follow closely behind him. He smiled when I stepped inside, but something about that smile made my skin crawl. "I trust you've finished adjusting to the club." he said, as he sat down leaning back in his chair. "Tonight,” he paused. “You start making real money." I frowned. "What does that mean?" He laced his fingers together and explained. I wasn't expected to sleep with anyone, he said, like that should comfort me. I just had to sit with the wealthy clients, laugh at their jokes, drink with them, and let them touch me if they wanted.

Because the word was starting to fit too easily. The leader smiled faintly. “There were three.” Rhydan went still. Draven didn’t react outwardly. But I saw it. A shift. A recognition forming. Three. My breath caught. “…three what?” The creature’s eyes locked onto mine. “Three anchors.” The bond inside me pulsed again. Harder this time. I winced. Not from pain— from pressure. Like something pressing outward. Waiting. The leader’s voice softened slightly. “You were never meant to carry it alone.”

I alternated faster now—thrust into her sopping cunt, feeling her juices squirt around my shaft, then yank out and plunge into his needy hole, stretching him wider, his moans turning to choked cries. The desk creaked dangerously, papers scattering, but I didn't care; my hips snapped with raw power, my thick cock owning every inch of them. Mrs. Collins' pussy fluttered wildly, close to the brink, her nails raking red lines down my arms, while Mr. Collins bucked back, his ass milking me, his gasps fueling the fire. Their bodies pressed close, her breasts brushing his back, hands reaching to touch each other amid the chaos—fingers intertwining, a whispered 'I love you' from her to him that hit

The burn was intense, but it melted into pure ecstasy. Kade shifted lower, his huge cock joining them. A third one pushing in, stretching me beyond reason. Three thick lengths pounded into me together—sliding in and out, friction burning hot, filling me so full I could feel every vein, every throb. Pain and pleasure fused completely. Their bodies were slick with sweat, grinding against mine. Hands everywhere—gripping my hips bruisingly, stroking my leaking cock, pinching my skin, claiming every inch of me.

“Rosa is moving in.” The world tilts. After a long silence, I find my voice, lacing it with all the contempt I possess. “Is she homeless?” “No,” Brandon says, his victory complete. “She’s my girlfriend now. And I am getting her pregnant. Sooner, it will be threesome, if Rosa permits me.”

He said, smirking at me. “You are such a little minx.” I sighed. “But you still love me.” “Yes, I do love you and we will have this threesome, baby. But in the meantime…” I trailed off, grabbing the bottle of lube from the nightstand table. “I am ready for a third orgasm, so you had better spread those legs because I am going to fuck you again hard.” Yes, no matter what I say, the thought of a threesome with my boy makes me horny as fuck. I don't know if tonight’s nearly foursome awakened the beast in me but I suddenly can't wait to indulge into this old kink of mine

The Silent Third Floor Ten minutes later, I found myself standing in front of a room on the third floor. This floor was rarely used and far quieter than the lively party downstairs. My breathing was uneven. Logic told me to leave—to run as far away from this house as possible. But curiosity and Davian’s threat pulled me like a tightening noose. I turned the key. The room was dark, lit only by moonlight streaming through a large window. Davian stood there, staring outside. “You came,” he said without turning.

I murmured, voice hoarse, my eyes meeting the girl over his still‑heaving chest. He chuckled, a dark, satisfied sound that sent a fresh shiver through me. “And he’ll never know.” He whispered, her fingers tracing a lazy line down my sternum. I let out a low, breathy laugh, the sound mingling with the lingering echo of our filthy, forbidden fuck. The day was far from over, but for now, we basked in the glorious, degrading aftermath of our secret threesome, three bodies entwined, one clueless boyfriend, and a father who had claimed us utterly.

But this… this was next level. “I need it,” Rebecca whispered, voice husky. “Threesomes aren’t enough anymore. I want to be ruined. Six men, Aiden. Six thick cocks destroying every single one of my filthy holes. I want them to stretch me until I can’t walk. I want my pussy, ass, and throat pumped full of cum until it leaks out of me for days.”