For months, we played with the idea, letting it simmer. It all started with photos my boyfriend took of me lingerie, nude, or in provocative poses. He sent them to his best friend, gauging his reactions. At first, his friend seemed surprised, almost shocked, but his arousal was clear. Over time, the exchanges grew bolder. Yet he held back after all, he has a wife and a child. But tonight, after months of teasing, we’re finally crossing the line.

In the bathroom, I carefully prepare myself. Stockings, heels, a wig… Every detail matters. I want to be irresistible. My boyfriend waits downstairs, a mix of excitement and nervousness. When his friend calls to say he’s here, he comes up one last time.

“You still sure about this?” he asks. “Absolutely,” I reply. “Go let him in, wait five minutes, then come back.”

Downstairs, I dim the lights, setting the mood. I position myself on the coffee table, on all fours, my ass perfectly presented to the entrance. Their voices carry through the house, exchanging pleasantries. Then, the footsteps approach.

When they walk in, the room falls silent. My boyfriend grins, clearly enjoying the moment. His friend freezes, his eyes wide, as if struck by the sight. His gaze travels over me, equal parts nervous and undeniably aroused.

Breaking the silence, my boyfriend quips: “If you want to eat her ass, now’s your chance.”

His friend laughs nervously, hesitates, then steps forward. His hands grip my hips, and his tongue follows. The sensation sends shivers through me. He doesn’t hold back he devours me like he’s been waiting for this forever.

My boyfriend settles on the couch in front of us, pulling down his pants and stroking himself while watching. Finally, he gets up, moves closer, and kisses me deeply. His hands roam my body while his friend feasts below. He whispers in my ear: “I need you.”

“Take me,” I whisper back, trembling with anticipation.

He positions himself behind me and thrusts in, hard and deep. I cry out, overwhelmed by his rhythm. As he takes me, I reach for his friend, stroking him gently, feeling the heat between us rise even higher.

When my boyfriend slows down, he looks at his friend with a knowing grin: “Want a turn? Her ass is perfect for you.”

I chime in quickly: “But not my pussy. We want a baby, and we’re not taking any risks.”

His friend nods and takes his place. His hands grip my hips firmly as his cock presses against me. My ass, as always, welcomes him easily it’s like butter. The moment he enters, I let out a moan, lost in the intensity.

They take turns seamlessly. When one takes me, I’m either stroking or sucking the other. Their nervous laughs, eager touches, and exchanged glances make everything hotter. My body is theirs, my ass reduced to an open, inviting hole.

Eventually, his friend reaches his limit. He groans, pulls out, and positions himself in front of me. Exhausted, I take charge: “Finish in my mouth I can’t take any more.”

I kneel, mouth wide open, tongue out, waiting. My boyfriend knows this is how we always finish. When his friend comes, it’s an overwhelming wave, filling my mouth completely. I struggle to swallow it all, looking up at my boyfriend, my mouth still full.

“You’re disgusting,” he says, a mock look of disgust crossing his face.

His tone makes me smile as I swallow it all, savoring every drop.

My boyfriend doesn’t last much longer. He takes me one last time, hard and deep, before releasing onto my tongue. I clean the excess with my fingers, sucking them clean.

As planned, our friend dresses quickly and leaves without a word. No debrief, just a quick smile before slipping out the door.

My boyfriend and I head to the shower together. The warm water washes away the intensity as we hold each other, laughing softly.

“I love you,” he whispers. “I love you too,” I reply.

It was raw, intense, and beyond anything we’d imagined. A first time we’ll never forget....