I’m in my cramped New York apartment, three months into my stay. Door buzzes. Clotilde arrives with her two lovers—cousins, Denis and the other guy. They look alike, tall, rugged. She grins, no shame. ‘We’ve slept three to a double bed before.’ My pulse quickens. This girl’s transformed since David dumped her. New Year’s Eve slut-out was just the start.
They vanish into the guest room. I work late. Third day, I come home early. Living room scene hits me: Clotilde on the couch, double-penetrated. One cock in her pussy, the other up her ass. She’s a green plant between two brown trees, sweating, moaning. ‘Hey Nico! Room for one more in my mouth?’ Her lips glossy, eyes wild. My dick twitches hard in my pants. I mutter about deadlines, lock in my room. But sounds leak through—slaps of flesh, her gasps. Inspiration strikes for work. Cock throbs. Forbidden heat builds.
The Awakening
Next morning, kitchen. She strolls in, robe open. Tits out, pussy shaved smooth. ‘Morning, Nico. Dossier done?’ Shows my sketches. Laughs. ‘Royalties!’ Then, ‘Wanna taste my banana?’ Kneels under table fast. Pulls down my boxers. Cock springs free, rock-hard. Her mouth engulfs it—hot, wet suction. Tongue swirls the head. I grip the table. ‘Fuck, Clo…’ She bobs deep, gagging slightly. Saliva drips. Balls tighten. ‘Gonna cum!’ She hums, sucks harder. I explode, jets filling her throat. She swallows every drop, licks clean. Stands, smirks. ‘Thanks for breakfast.’ My legs shake. Transgression hits: classmate’s mouth on me. Secret rush.
Evening offer: ‘Join us tonight? One woman, three men.’ Heart races. Why not? Stars align. No regrets.
Bedroom dim. Clothes off. She’s center, naked, eager. Cousins strip her slow. Kiss her neck, suck tits. I watch, cock pulsing. She pulls me in. ‘Fuck my mouth first.’ On knees, rotates between us. Lips stretch around each dick. Denis slides into her pussy from behind—wet squelch. Other cousin fingers her ass. She moans around my shaft. Switch. I’m in her cunt now, tight, slick. Gripping hips, pounding. She cums quick, body shaking, juices soaking my balls. ‘More! Fill me!’
The Act
Double-team: One in pussy, one in ass. She rides the sandwich, tits bouncing. I take her mouth—throat-fucks deep. Gurgles, drool everywhere. Rotate. Her holes gape, red, dripping cum from earlier loads. Cousins cum inside her—creampie overflow. My turn: ass next. Tight ring grips. Thrust hard. She screams pleasure. ‘Yes, destroy me!’ Triple: She’s airtight. Pussy, ass, mouth stuffed. Sweat-slick bodies grind. Orgasms chain—hers endless, ours blasting ropes across her face, tits, inside.
Permutations wild. Doggy triples. Her on top, reverse cowgirl DP. Cum everywhere—hair, back, thighs. She begs, ‘Don’t stop!’ Exhausted, we collapse. Dawn breaks. Bodies entangled.
They leave next day. Back to normal life—work, streets. But inside, thrill lingers. That night? Pure taboo. Classmate turned cum-slut, me crossing lines. No one knows. David’s loss unlocked her fire. I tasted it. Secret fuels me. Crave more shadows. Won’t tell a soul.