Unlocking My Private Locker: Spy Threesome Confession
I’ve guarded this in my mental Private Locker for years. The Airbnb studio, our mission lair soaked in sweat and cum. Richard leaves. Door clicks shut. Raïssa grins, eyes wicked. ‘We undress?’ Laughter erupts. Heart pounds. No more holding back. Clothes hit floor. Bodies collide. This secret burns too hot. I spill it now, raw pulse racing.
Raïssa’s lips engulf my cock first, wet heat sucking deep. Charlène’s tongue invades my mouth, her trans dick hardening against my thigh. Skin electric. I grab Raïssa’s hair, thrust into her throat. Gagging slurps. Charlène behind me, fingers probing my ass, slick with spit. Prostate throbs. I groan. Switch. On my back, Raïssa straddles, pussy grinding my shaft. Charlène lubes up, pushes her thick cock into my hole. Slow burn stretches me wide. Pain flips to fire. Raïssa rides hard, tits bouncing. Charlène pounds rhythmic, balls slapping. Double filled ecstasy. Sweat drips. Moans echo.
Breaking the Seal
Raïssa bends, sucks Charlène’s shaft mid-thrust while I fuck her ass. Tight ring grips me. Her nympho pussy clenches air. We rotate. Me railing Charlène’s ass doggy, her cock spearing Raïssa’s cunt. Double penetration on Raïssa—my dick in her rear, Charlène’s in front. She screams, walls pulsing. Cum floods. I explode in her ass. Charlène unloads in her pussy. Overflow drips. Oral frenzy. Raïssa throats both cocks, tongues swirling cum mix. Days blur. Missionary with Raïssa, Charlène pegging me. Reverse. Tongues in every hole. Orgasms chain. Bodies quake. Love whispers amid grunts.
Exhaustion hits. We collapse, limbs tangled. Hearts sync. Mission won, secrets fused. Locker snaps shut. Light mind. Thrill fades to glow. This poly fire? Ours alone. Until next crack.
