Sinful Seduction: A Threesome Fantasy


As I walked up to the hotel room door, my heart was pounding with nervous excitement. I had spent weeks online searching for the perfect couple to fulfill my fantasy of a threesome. And there they were, waiting for me on the other side of this door.

As I knocked, my hands trembled with anticipation. The door opened and I was greeted by a beautiful, tall man with chiseled abs and piercing blue eyes. His wife, a stunning brunette with curves in all the right places, stood beside him, smiling. My heart skipped a beat.

“Come in,” the man said, his voice deep and raspy.

I followed them into the spacious hotel suite, my eyes scanning the room. There was a enormous black king-sized bed in the center, with plush white sheets and a fluffy white comforter. The room was dimly lit, with candles flickering and casting shadows on the walls.

“Have a seat,” the wife said, motioning to a leather couch on the far side of the room. I settled down nervously, taking in their beauty as they stood before me.

The man moved closer, his eyes locking with mine. “We’ve been waiting for you,” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear. I shivered with pleasure, my heart racing.

The wife moved in behind me, her hands massaging my shoulders. “Relax,” she breathed, her breath hot against my neck.

The couple began to slowly undress in front of me, their fingers tracing over each other’s bodies as they stripped. My eyes were glued to their movements, watching as they revealed smooth, tanned skin and taut muscles.

Finally, they turned to me, both naked and gorgeous. The husband’s eyes held mine as he knelt in front of me, his hands sliding up my thighs. I gasped as his lips pressed against my inner thigh, his tongue teasing me through the thin fabric of my panties.

My heart was racing as the wife sat beside me, her fingers trailing down my chest. She deftly unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my lacy bra.

The man stood up, pulling me to my feet. He kissed me hungrily, his hands sliding up my back. The wife stepped behind me, expertly unhooking my bra and slipping it off.

The couple’s hands were everywhere, sliding over my curves and pressing against my skin. I moaned as the husband’s fingers found my clit, teasing it until I was throbbing with desire.

The wife stepped back, watching as her husband and I played. His fingers slipped inside me and I cried out, my body rocking against him.

Finally, the wife moved in, pressing kisses to my neck and breasts. She used one hand to squeeze my nipple, while her other hand slid down to tease my clit.

Their movements were in sync, each of them taking turns touching me and pleasuring me until I was overcome with pleasure.

Finally, they took me to the bed, where we collapsed in a heap of limbs. They touched me and kissed me, their bodies pressed against mine.

The night was a blur of pleasure, with each of us taking turns being the center of attention. We explored each other’s bodies with abandon, taking turns trying out different positions and kinks until the early hours of the morning.

As the sun began to rise, we all collapsed in exhaustion, our bodies spent but satisfied. We cuddled together on the bed, limbs intertwined.

“We should do this again sometime,” the husband muttered against my neck.

And I knew I absolutely would.

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