hollowlantern

12 min·May 28

That evening, I noticed my husband, Mark, walk through the door with a heavier air than usual, his face etched with a seriousness that wasn't his norm. As always, I was at home, ready to greet him, eager to share the quiet moments that closed out our day. My name is Emily, and my life centers on being Mark's wife. I'm a 36-year-old mother to our 7-year-old son, with dark blonde hair, a curvy figure, and a height that's modest but balanced. I take pride in my appearance, and I know, without false humility, that I turn heads. My primary role is nurturing my family - caring for Mark and our son. That's my work, my purpose. So when Mark's mood is off, I feel it deeply. I tend to nudge, maybe too much, to get him to share what's weighing on him, to let it all out. That night, we took a stroll, ate dinner with our son, and after he went to bed, Mark and I settled into our familiar routine of just the two of us, savoring the intimacy of our shared silence. Later, we slipped into bed. I leaned in to kiss him, my hands tracing his chest, but he was distant, unresponsive, and it sent a chill through me. "Sweetheart, what's going on? Are you okay? " - I asked, my voice soft but urgent. "I'm fine, just exhausted, " - he murmured. I pressed gently, and after some back-and-forth, he started a conversation that stopped my heart. "I think we should get a divorce, " - he said, his words flat and final. I was speechless, grasping for reasons, begging to understand why. For what felt like an eternity, he explained. It wasn't about my role as a mother or how I ran our home - he had no complaints there. It was about us, about me as his partner, his lover. Mark had hinted before, sometimes playfully, at wanting to spice things up in bed - maybe inviting someone else into our intimacy or exploring new desires. I'd always sidestepped those talks, unsure how to engage. Truth be told, sex wasn't my obsession. I enjoyed it, but my experience was limited - Mark was my only lover. Our sex life was simple: missionary, some focus on my breasts, the occasional oral play, nothing adventurous. He confessed I no longer fulfilled him sexually. He swore he'd been faithful but admitted he was drawn to other women and felt separation was the only path forward. I lay awake that night, my world unraveling. The man I loved most didn't want me anymore. I'd always believed he was as satisfied as I was when we made love. Mark was my first and only love. We started dating in our teens, married young, and had our son soon after. Our life was the three of us, always together. I was drowning in anxiety, unsure how to process his words or if our relationship could be salvaged. The next day, Mark came home acting like his usual self, as if the previous night's bombshell hadn't happened, though his eyes betrayed his resolve. After our son was tucked in, we were alone again. Desperate not to lose him, I blurted out that I'd do anything - anything - to save our marriage. Mark gave a small, skeptical laugh. "Em, you know you can't handle what I'm asking, " - he said. "Test me, " - I shot back, my voice firm with determination I didn't fully feel. "Okay, " - he said, his tone shifting. "I want a threesome. I want another man to join us, to share you." My face burned with shame. I stammered, "You know you're the only man I've ever been with." "I know, " - Mark said. "That's why I want this. Think about it until tomorrow night. If you're serious about saving our marriage and doing this, we'll make it happen Saturday. We'll drop our son off at my parents' and go to a hotel with someone I'll arrange. If you say no, I'll call my lawyer next week to start the divorce. Don't worry - you and our son will keep this house and have enough money to live comfortably." The next day was an emotional rollercoaster. Part of me was ready to do whatever it took to keep Mark. Another part felt degraded, imagining myself as some object for his pleasure. Then there was a defiant streak, refusing to let him dictate my worth. But as the hours ticked by, I realized life without Mark was unimaginable. I'd do what he asked to stay by his side. So when he walked in, even with our son nearby, I said, "I'm in." Mark kissed me warmly, kissed our son, and stepped outside. I knew he was calling someone to set up the weekend. When he returned, he confirmed it was set for Saturday and promised more details later. That night, after our son was asleep, Mark laid out the plan. He described what I should wear - sexy but classy, alluring but not cheap. I was to embody the poised woman I'd always been, the one who charmed his clients at company events. The next day, we shopped together. He picked out my outfit, and though I hoped he'd back out, I knew he wouldn't. Saturday came. That morning, I tried one last time to change his mind, suggesting we could experiment alone, maybe buy some toys for a playful night. His response was unwavering: "I've committed to tonight, and so have you. If you back out, divorce papers get filed Monday." My hopes crumbled. Late that afternoon, I started getting ready. Mark wanted us to dine alone first, then meet our "guest" at a chic downtown bar. I dressed as he wanted: a sleek, black dress, just above the knee, with a fitted blouse that hinted at my curves without screaming for attention. We left the house hand in hand. As we crossed the threshold, I glanced back, sensing I'd return a different woman. Dinner was strained. I barely touched my food, my nerves fraying. Afterward, we headed to the bar to meet the man. Soon, Mark was chatting with someone, and I knew it was him. He introduced him as Lucas, we exchanged polite cheek kisses, and we entered the bustling venue. The bar was alive with energy. Mark grabbed drinks, leaving me with Lucas momentarily. I was awkward, answering Lucas's questions with clipped words. He grew bolder, his hand grazing my lower back, his breath warm as he leaned in to speak. Once, his lips brushed mine. I froze, knowing why we were there, but didn't kiss back. Lucas, undeterred, let his hands wander - my waist, my shoulders - his confidence growing. When Mark returned, I clung to his side. Lucas took the chance to slide his hand over my hips, a move that sparked irritation. Mark asked if we'd "warmed up." Lucas smirked, calling me reserved. Mark suggested we move on. He'd reserved a hotel, and we drove there in our car, the three of us together. At the hotel, Mark poured drinks. We sat uneasily - Lucas on one end of the bed, me on the other, Mark in a chair he'd pulled close. "Mark, your wife is stunning. You're a lucky guy, " - Lucas said. "Tonight, you're the lucky one, " - Mark replied sharply. "You're our guest." Lucas stood and approached me. My body tensed, but he cupped my face, his lips meeting mine in a slow, deliberate kiss, his fingers grazing the swell of my chest. I instinctively covered myself. Mark spoke up, explaining I was nervous, this being my first time in such a situation. To ease me, Mark moved behind me, his lips brushing my neck, his fingers sweeping my hair aside. He unbuttoned my blouse, exposing my lace bra, the cool air hitting my skin. I shielded my chest again, but Mark gently guided my hands to the bed, his fingers kneading my breasts through the fabric, sending a shiver through me. I couldn't see him, but I sensed he nodded to Lucas, who leaned in, his lips tracing the curve of my breasts above the bra. He tugged the lace aside, exposing a nipple, his tongue flicking over it, warm and teasing, making my breath catch. As Lucas's mouth worked, his hand slipped under my dress, fingers brushing the silk of my panties. I clenched my thighs, but he parted them with a gentle insistence, his touch grazing my folds through the fabric, igniting a spark I hadn't expected. "Emily, darling, slip off that dress. Let us see you, " - Mark whispered. Mechanically, I stood, letting the dress fall, standing in just my bra and panties. Humiliation mixed with a strange thrill as Lucas's eyes roamed my body, his arousal evident. Before I could sit, Mark unhooked my bra, and Lucas eased it off, his fingers brushing my skin. They shed their clothes, leaving only their boxers, their outlines visible. Mark's hands returned to my breasts, squeezing gently, his lips on my neck. Lucas's fingers danced down my sides, slipping beneath my panties, brushing my slit. I gasped, my body betraying me with a rush of wetness. Mark pressed me forward, and I stumbled onto Lucas, his finger now teasing inside me. Our mouths met, and I gave in, kissing him deeply, our tongues tangling as desire overtook my hesitation. My body responded fully, slick with arousal. Mark, sensing it, tugged my panties down, leaving me bare. The vulnerability was overwhelming, yet exhilarating. I wanted more. My lips trailed down Lucas's chest, over his taut stomach, to his boxers. I pulled them down, freeing his erection, thick and pulsing. I kissed the tip, tasting him, then took him into my mouth, my tongue swirling, my hand stroking his base. Behind me, Mark positioned me on all fours, his tongue lapping at my soaked folds, sending waves of pleasure through me. Mark lifted me slightly, his hardness pressing against my entrance before sliding in, filling me with slow, deep thrusts. I moaned around Lucas, the dual sensations overwhelming. I moved my mouth in rhythm with Mark's thrusts, my body caught in a primal dance. Mark's pace quickened, and he groaned, spilling inside me, his warmth flooding me. Lucas, still controlled, flipped me onto my back, wiping Mark's release with a towel. His tongue explored me, circling my clit with slow, deliberate licks, then plunging inside, mimicking penetration. My hips bucked, and an orgasm crashed through me, leaving me trembling, my breaths ragged. I expected a pause, but Lucas spread my thighs, his erection teasing my entrance before sliding in, each thrust measured yet intense. His mouth found my breasts, sucking my nipples, biting gently, his tongue painting wet trails across my skin. I was lost in the sensation, my body responding to a stranger in a way I'd never known. I reached for Mark, pulling him close, kissing him fiercely, wanting to anchor myself to him. "I love you, " I tried to say, but Lucas's relentless thrusts turned my words into moans, my eyes fluttering shut. Lucas turned me onto my stomach, his hands lifting my hips. He teased my entrance again, briefly nudging my ass, but I whispered, "Not there, " and he shifted, sliding back into me, his rhythm steady. Mark, now hard again, knelt before me. I took him in my mouth, my lips and tongue working with a fervor I'd never shown. His erection swelled, a rare second arousal I hadn't seen in years. Mark came first, his release spilling into my mouth. I swallowed, embracing the rawness of it, something I'd always shied away from. Lucas flipped me again, his tongue diving back to my clit, sucking and flicking until I was writhing. I begged him to fuck me, and he obliged, his thrusts deep and fast. I came hard, my body clenching around him. He followed, pulling out to finish across my bare skin, his release warm against me. As we parted, I admitted to Lucas I'd be open to another night like this. Mark, clearly satisfied, agreed we'd arrange it again.

6 min·Feb 27

Ever since I can remember, I've been wired for submission, drawn to humiliation and shame more than physical pain. It hit me hard when I was about 14, at a local pool, when a friend named Sarah yanked my towel away while I was changing. Two other girls saw my half-hard dick and burst into giggles, pointing and mocking me. That moment stuck with me - fueling my fantasies for months. At 20, I fell head over heels for a girl named Chloe from a nearby town. She was everything I'd dreamed of: sharp-witted and stunning. We dated for about seven months, but our sex life was tame - vanilla to a fault. I craved something darker, though I never dared say it. I could tell Chloe had her own wild streak, but we were too young, too shy, to explore it. Eventually, she met someone else and moved to a city 200 miles away. I was gutted. Now, at 29, I've been with my partner, Lauren, for six years. We dabble in some light kink, which keeps things exciting. But with her blessing, I've also got a Mistress, Vanessa, who takes my humiliation to another level - tormenting me with jealousy and exposure until I'm a wreck of arousal. Lauren and Vanessa even team up sometimes, weaving my submissive urges into their game. They grill me separately, comparing notes to see if I'm baring my soul truthfully. It's intense. For my last birthday, I had no clue what they'd cooked up. They'd already dug out my deepest secrets - like how I still pine for Chloe, imagining her as a cruel domme in my private moments. Once, Vanessa tied me naked to a tree in the woods, blindfolded, and left me there. Lauren showed up soon after, teasing me until I confessed - under her relentless touch - that I picture Chloe slapping me in public, making me wet myself in front of strangers, or edging me with a remote toy while she screws other guys as I watch, helpless. Those fantasies used to be mine alone, but not anymore. Solo jerking's off-limits now - if I'm horny and Lauren's not in the mood, she just says, "Call Vanessa and beg." Their control leaves me drowning in shame and powerlessness, which only fuels me more. I exist to amuse them, and I love it. Anyway, back to that birthday surprise. We'd planned a dinner party at our place - 15 friends, starting at 7 p.m. Around 5: 30, I was soaking in the tub, getting ready, when the doorbell rang. Lauren answered, and I heard muffled voices. Then the bathroom door flew open - Vanessa stood there, eyes glinting. "Open your mouth, " she barked. I knew better than to argue, so I did. She shoved a rag in, gagging me, then blindfolded me. Hauling me out dripping wet, she sat me on the toilet. "Stroke that pathetic little thing, " she ordered. Her mocking laugh echoed as I obeyed, shame and uncertainty making me hard in seconds. Lauren's voice cut in next. She bound my hands behind my back, tying them to the toilet base. I tried to mumble protests - the guests were due soon - but the gag silenced me. Then came the moment that broke me open. Lauren whispered in my left ear, "We're about to rip your heart out, you little pig." Vanessa purred in my right, "You'll feel what it's like to have your slave brain fucked - not just in your head, but for real." My pulse hammered; my cock throbbed. Fear and arousal fried my nerves. A hand - I couldn't tell whose - grazed my aching erection, teasing the tip agonizingly slow. Another scratched lightly at my balls, the kind of touch that unravels me. It was torture - every second felt like I'd explode, but I couldn't, not yet. The buildup was unbearable, a wildfire in my groin, all stoked by their words and the scene they'd trapped me in. I stayed silent, desperate to please, terrified of screwing up with guests so close. Lauren murmured, "Imagine Chloe's here, watching this." Vanessa added, "We told her how you still love her - how you cast her as your twisted domme when you're alone." "Picture her laughing at you, " Lauren said. "We know that wrecks you, you filthy mess." They kept at it, piling on taunts until tears welled up. "Cry, you disgusting perv, " Lauren snapped. "We're squeezing out your tears and your cum together." Vanessa chimed in, "You'll die emotionally for us - melt from lust, choke on shame. It's your gift from your goddesses." "Piss yourself too, " Lauren growled. "We know you're scared enough to - do it now, you vile thing! " I wasn't used to her like this, but I couldn't resist - sobbing, imagining Chloe's mocking stare, I let go. The stench hit fast, and their laughter rang out. Hands returned to my cock, stroking me to the brink. Lauren yelled, "I'm counting down from 10. We'll keep you burning. You cum exactly at zero - smell your mess, cry harder, picture Chloe saying you were never man enough for her. But if you blow early, I'm gone - today." I bawled, wrecked. Vanessa hissed, "When you cum, we'll rip off the blindfold. You'll face your shame in the flesh while your pathetic soul fries." I was losing it, desperate to obey. Lauren started, "Ten... nine... eight..." Vanessa took over, "Seven - six - five, " rapid-fire. I couldn't think. "Four, " Lauren drawled, the stroking turning divine. "Three - two - one, " Vanessa purred. "You know what to do at zero - let it all go, you pig! " Lauren snarled. "Open your eyes and die of shame, " Vanessa roared, yanking my balls hard. At "zero, " the blindfold fell, and I erupted - screaming, cum blasting out as my body convulsed. I forced my eyes open mid-orgasm, still spurting, and froze. My guests - all 15 - stood there, silent, staring. No laughs, just wide eyes. Each gaze stretched my climax, shame and ecstasy twisting together. It lasted forever, a heavenly hell. When I finally crashed back to reality, I knew I'd give my life to these women - every second of my submissive existence theirs to command.

7 min·Sep 20

Hi, it's been a while since I posted anything so today is a fantasy, something I have not done but watching videos makes me very hot and makes my imagination fly: go to a "glory hole". It's a room with a hole in the wall and you can imagine what comes out and for what; ) Sucking cocks! I think that exists in swingers clubs or things like that, I never went, but I would like to go to one, go into one of those rooms, close the door, they are small rooms and in the videos sometimes have a hole in each wall so two cocks appear at once. After entering I take off all the top so that the cocks don't get my clothes dirty haha, A cock sticks out of one of the walls, I kneel down and start grabbing it. I pull it up and down a couple of times, start licking it from bottom to top, then in circles, rubbing it on my face, tapping my tongue and finally open my mouth and put it in as far as I can. I start to suck it all, I move up and down, I suck the little head, I lick, suck, suck, kiss, with one hand I grab it from below to hold it, it is very hard, I keep sucking faster and faster, I hear heavy breathing and some ahhhhh, the guy is about to finish, so I suck harder, when I'm horny and I have a cock in my mouth my goal is to give him all the pleasure and give me his milk. I help with my hand and feel the squirts in my mouth. I finish cleaning him by licking and sucking a little more, and he goes away. I clean myself with a roll of paper, I'm already horny so I take off my pants, I'm in my panties and start touching my crotch. Soon another cock appears in the same hole, and the second one on the other wall. I start fingering the one in the other hole while I give a few sucks to the new dick in the hole that was already there. I keep it up for a while and then I change places. I go to the other wall to suck the other one a little bit. This one is a little bit bigger and I'd like to feel it... I'm already wanting to get it in... it comes to sucking cock and swallowing cum until my mouth hurts but I'm already starting to think "fuck me" hahaha. I do what I know how to do and this one ejaculates out of my mouth but aiming for my face. I have my mouth open with my tongue out, I get a few spurts of cum on my face, others in my mouth, I finish licking it and I go to finish the job with the other one. I jerk him off a lot, with the other hand I masturbate, I start moaning and you can see that it makes him really horny because he makes movements as if he was fucking the hole in the wall haha, I do not make him wait and I put his cock in my mouth, he fucks my mouth. I stay still and he moves. My pussy is really hot, I can't take it anymore, I want to jerk off like crazy or get fucked but first I have to finish the job so I take it out of my mouth, grab it and jerk him off quickly, I lick and suck him on the head, I put the head back in my mouth and with my hand I hurry things up until he ejaculates, mmmmm, more cock for me! When he leaves I clean myself a little and take off my panties, now I'm in my balls and I start to jerk off and moan, I don't care about anything, the next dick that appears I'll put it in my mouth. A normal sized one appeared, I was jerking off and moaning, I put it in my mouth and started going "mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmm" with my mouth full, I couldn't take it anymore, I took it out of my mouth, I stood up and bent forward, leaning against the wall so that my pussy was more or less at the height of my hole. I told him "don't finish inside, let me know", and I let him fuck me for a while, it didn't last long, he let me know and then I quickly knelt down to receive more cock in my face. I was still horny. I thought about telling them to come in 2 or 3 to the room to do whatever they want to me, like in the porn videos, but I restrained myself, I did not go to that, I went to suck and some fucking but not to an orgy or a gang bang. I've done threesomes, but I've never been with 10 guys or anything like that. I thought "I want it inside", I sucked him a little, he had it very hard, so again I put my ass against the wall, with my pussy at the height of the hole and he put it in me. Aaaaah, what a nice feeling, and now comes the best part: while he was giving it to me, on the opposite wall, in the other hole, another dick showed up. I saw that I could reach it well enough to grab it and suck it, so it was time to be with two, one giving it to me and the other in my mouth. How delicious! After a few moments I turned around so the other one could give me some too. The one on the first wall couldn't hold it any longer and spurted several jets of cum, I swallowed as much as I could, I was so happy I said "thank you" stroking his cock as a greeting while he took it out of the hole to leave, and the other one who was fucking me sped up, I moved a little so he could take it out of me, and he ended up spurting on my buttocks and back. I approached the wall, knelt down and licked him a little more to finish cleaning him while he was getting off, and I felt satisfied, I had sucked, I had masturbated, I was fucked, I swallowed milk, I had a great time, 10 out of 10, very good attention, I want to come back! Well, as I told you that's a fantasy, I didn't do it in reality, I was inspired by some porn videos I saw and the truth is that the idea of the "glory hole" turned me on. I don't know if there are in my city, I would have to investigate. If I get to have one of these experiences I will tell you about it.

11 min·Sep 15

I am a middle-aged man, good looking and with some gray hair that they say I favor me a lot, almost a year ago I had a heart attack and the doctor recommended me to be always alert and if I noticed discomfort do not hesitate to go to the medical center, cardiac issues can become very serious. I was driving along a secondary road in my province, I am a traveling salesman and I am used to visit many customers in small towns which are accessed by secondary roads and little traveled. It was very hot and after driving for a while I noticed a slight lightheadedness, I stopped on the shoulder, in the shade of some trees I opened the car doors and let me get some air, after a while I was still dizzy as before so I thought about asking for help, no one was passing by on the road and I decided to call by cell phone to the red cross road, I explained my situation and they told me that they would arrive in half an hour. After twenty-five minutes the ambulance arrived, I was waiting for them sitting outside the car, I had taken off my shirt to be cooler. They stopped next to my car, two guys and a woman got out, she was the doctor, they approached me and after asking me how I was they did a little examination, it was nothing more than the effect of the heat. I noticed that the two boys were very young, I asked the doctor and she told me that they were volunteers, Jorge was 19 years old and was the driver and Pedro was 18 years old and he was a trainee. They were handsome, and for many years I have not minded having sex with boys or girls, I like the good things of both sexes. The doctor was also very nice, she was only wearing a short white gown, the heat made her wear only a pair of panties and let her nipples show through the gown. They didn't seem to be in a hurry, while Ana finished taking my blood pressure, she explained to me that they were from a small clinic in the nearby town and that they didn't usually have many services, I looked at her cleavage and my cock began to take shape, she herself unbuttoned my pants to make me more comfortable, I was stretched out on the stretcher inside the ambulance and almost inevitably her hand brushed my package, my cock gave a jump and being stretched there I could not hide my erection in any way, watch as she looked at the bulge that had formed under the pants with dissimulation, but her nipples were giving her away, I noticed how they hardened under the gown. My hand hung next to the stretcher, a few centimeters from her thighs, I stretched it until I brushed them absentmindedly and waited for her reaction, she did not move her legs away, I even had the feeling that she was getting closer so that my hand could reach her crotch, almost imperceptibly in a few seconds my fingers were already brushing her panties. We looked at each other without saying anything, I was caressing her pussy over the small thong that covered it without any reserve, Ana sat up and unzipping my pants began to caress my cock over my panties, My hand was already caressing her body shamelessly while with the other one she was already unbuttoning the robe and leaving her beautiful tits in the air, she released my cock and began to masturbate me and caress my chest, finally she bent down and introduced my cock in her mouth, she began to suck and lick with frenzy. There is no doubt that my fingers were causing havoc between her legs, her moans although drowned out by my cock alarmed the two boys who were outside, they entered the ambulance at the same time and saw the spectacle of Ana sucking my cock and my hands between her legs and tits, with the thong on her knees and that magnificent ass in pomp facing them, it didn't take them long to react. In a moment they were both with their pants around their ankles and massaging their cocks to participate in the party, Jorge, the older one, began to rub his cock on Ana's little ass, who had not yet noticed the presence of the boys, she raised her head in surprise, For a moment it seemed that she did not like the participation of more males, I realized it and immediately grabbed her by the head and I returned to tie her to the cock, a moment that Jorge took advantage of to put his cock in her pussy with a single thrust, it entered easily because it was so wet. And he began to fuck her hard, grabbing her by the hips and driving his cock all the way in, making her scream with pleasure while he lifted one leg and leaned it on the stretcher to better feel Jorge's piece of meat. While Pedro had approached the other side of the stretcher and was rubbing and kissing Ana's tits, now completely naked, she had grabbed the roof of the ambulance while I was rubbing her clitoris at the same time that Jorge's cock was going in and out, With each thrust of the boy my hand touched his balls without bothering him, on the contrary, Pedro, who in order to reach Ana's tits had kneeled on the stretcher and now I was semi incorporated and had his beautiful cock a few centimeters away from my face. I couldn't resist to take it in my hand and start jerking him off, by the look on his face he was liking it, so I decided to put it in my mouth and started a great blowjob, he with his mouth on Ana's nipples and moving his hips frantically it didn't take him long to cum and fill my mouth with his hot and young milk, I could not swallow it and when it came out of my lips it was immediately picked up by Ana who took it between sighs provoked by Jorge's cock, I sat on the edge of the stretcher and brought her closer to me, freeing her from the cock that was taking her, Freeing her from the cock that was holding her, I lifted her up and keeping her leg raised I thrust it all the way in, she immediately noticed the difference in size since mine was thicker and somewhat longer than Jorge's, she let out a sharp scream when she felt my balls indicating that it had all entered, she jumped up and down while Jorge's cock began to try to make its way through the narrow anal orifice, it seemed that it did not enter so I began to work her orifice with my fingers. I put first one and then another until I had four inside her while she was moving, nailed to my cock, she screamed and asked to be fucked by all of us, when I considered it I took Jorge's cock and after caressing it a little I guided it to the entrance, he let me do it and when I told him to start pushing, I noticed how he was entering inside her while I caressed his balls, he put it all in, Ana screamed that we were going to break her in two and that we should not stop. Ana had already had several orgasms and her legs were sliding their flows, Pedro got underneath and was licking them passing his tongue through all the corners of the crotch, including the eggs of the two of us who were fucking her, his tongue even ran along the trunk of the cock that in the movements of entry and exit remained outside. Suddenly at the same time we both accelerated the rhythm and cum, we flooded Ana's orifices and the inside of her with our cum, Ana got out exhausted and lay down on the stretcher while Pedro, who was still on his knees on the floor, with his mouth open and full of cum and semen resulting from the fucking, I grabbed him by the head and pushed him to Jorge's cock and put it in his mouth, He began to suck it and I realized that it was not the first time, by Jorge's face he was doing it very well, my cock was recovering, I lifted him up and began to run my fingers and tongue through his virgin ass, I could hear him moaning, he was enjoying my massages with madness and he was using his head backwards with Jorge's cock, who was enjoying Pedro's mouth very much. I sat up and without thinking twice I started to put my cock in that beautiful ass, at first Pedro was opening his buttocks until the head of my cock entered, he leaned on the stretcher with Jorge's dick in his mouth and was ready to receive all the meat of my cock inside him. I went in gently, stopping, going back, pushing again until I entered all of him, I did not even move, he only impaled himself noticing how his inside swallowed my cock completely. Ana, next to us, ran her hands through the three bodies, sat on the floor and began to suck Pedro's cock while he caressed her clitoris with his hand, finally it was a general explosion. I cum inside Pedro's ass while he released his milk in Ana's mouth and received Jorge's in his, not stopping to masturbate Ana and making her cum at that moment too. The four of us sat on the floor, as if we were dozing, and for a few minutes silence took over the place, contrasting with the noise of a few minutes before. Suddenly we were startled by the radio of the ambulance, an emergency call called for them, we all got down and got dressed. Jorge and Ana would go to attend the emergency, Pedro asked me to take him to the town because he had to be at home for a while, his shift had ended more than half an hour ago, of course I said yes. The ambulance left, we were alone, we got into the car and I went out to the road, Pedro said to me: -Do you invite me to eat? -Sure, but don't you have to go home? -Yes, but if you invite me I don't have to come back until nine o'clock at night, and if you're not in a hurry I'd like to come again, I don't have many opportunities in town. -Let's have lunch then, anyway, I don't think Jorge will mind having lunch with you when I'm gone. -I hope not... That afternoon was perfect.