Silk sheets whisper against my skin in my penthouse overlooking Poitiers’ glittering skyline. Saturday afternoon sun filters through floor-to-ceiling glass, warming the leather sofa. I stretch like a cat, nipples hardening under my tee. Fingers pinch them—sensitive peaks budding. Legs part. Hand dives to my slick folds. Fantasies of Vincent and Dominique ravaging me flood in. No orgasm, but heat builds. Perfect prelude.
Shower steam rises. I shave smooth, envying Delphine’s bare slit. Black silk lingerie: push-up bra lifts my breasts, thong frames my ass in lace. Tight dress hugs curves. Ponytail, red lips. Stunning. Doorbell chimes. Vincent kisses chastely, hand grazing ass. Dominique bolder, squeeze firm. ‘Tennis final?’ he asks. Couch-bound. Beer duty falls to me.
The Privilege
Kitchen marble cool. Vincent follows, door clicks shut. Tray prepped. He presses behind, lips on neck. Electricity surges. Head tilts. He bends me over table, dress hiked. Fingers probe thong aside, slip into wetness. Tongue traces from anus to clit. I moan, finger my nub. Fireball swells. He stops. Kneels me. Pants unzip. Shaved cock springs—glabrous, silky balls. Perle beads. I suck, tongue swirling.
He grips temples. ‘Delphine’s my wife. She told all.’ Shock. He forces deeper. ‘Forgave you. Revived our sex.’ I pull free. Defiant. He embraces, kisses deep. ‘You’re our savior.’ Flip. Bent again. Tongue devours ass, fingers plunge. Spit-lubed. ‘Fuck my ass!’ I beg. He rams in—pain to fullness. Pounds hard. Slaps echo. Dominique yells for beer. Frustration peaks.
Bra-clad, I serve. Vincent spins me, displays gape. ‘Opened her up.’ Dominique leers. ‘My turn later.’ I lube, kneel. Suck his flaccid shaft hard. Vincent re-enters ass. Fingers stretch. DP teases in words. I caress clit. Orgasm ripples—fire bursts.
The Excess
They ignore. Vincent cums deep. Dominique floods mouth—spills on thighs. Dripping, displayed. Shower called. Piss play: I golden on him. He returns, warm jet on tits, belly. Rinsed tender. Blindfolded. Led to salon table.
Legs splayed over edge. Fingers seek cocks. Dominique vag-fucks first. Fingers ass-prep. Then anal—slow, deep. ‘Slut?’ he growls. Pounds doggy. I call Vincent. Double: sheathed on him vaginal, Dominique rears. Filled beyond dreams. Grind clit on Vincent’s abs. Fireball erupts—waves crash, sobs, squirt. They cum: floods inside.
Caresses soothe. Cleaned. String on. Drinks flow—champagne bubbles sharp. Challenge: jerk-off race. Winner solo me next. Loser my toy. Prostate fingered start. They stroke. I tease pubes, lips. Dominique spurts first—victory V. Vincent fails timer. Reward: I suck, finger him rigid. Cum tastes salty-sweet.
Dominique fingers me wild. Vincent erupts again. Exhausted bliss. No more meets—Bordeaux calls. New life: team, Patricia’s Sapphic hints, Romuald, Victor eyeing. Delphine texts: ‘Cochonnette d’or.’ Flame reignites. Invite them over. Elite games evolve.
