Triangle of Desires
Derek and Alexa had been together for years. They shared passion and openness, but also a hunger for experimenting. So when one evening they came across Max’s profile on a dating site for couples and singles seeking intense experiences, they instantly knew they wanted to try something new. His photos radiated confidence, and the way he wrote made it clear he wasn’t afraid of bold encounters.
A few exchanged messages quickly turned into an exciting conversation, full of suggestions and subtle promises. When they finally arranged to meet at Derek and Alexa’s apartment, each of them felt the electric tension.
The evening began with a glass of wine. Max sat across from the couple, his eyes drifting over Alexa in her short, tight dress, then landing on Derek, who greeted him with a calm smile. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken desire.
- I’m glad we met, - Max said, his voice deep and low. - Online you can write anything, but here’s where the real game begins.
Alexa raised her glass and bit her lip.
- That’s exactly what we were looking for.
Derek took his partner’s hand, then looked at Max.
- We want to see where this night will take us.
Their eyes locked – brief, intense. Then Alexa stood up and slowly walked over to Max. She sat beside him on the sofa, so close their shoulders touched. Her perfume wrapped around him like a soft wave.
- Are you ready? - she asked, brushing her fingers along his arm.
Max nodded, and Derek watched with growing arousal.
The kiss came naturally – at first slow, exploratory, then deeper, hungrier, their tongues dancing in a hot rhythm. Alexa moaned softly as her body pressed closer to Max’s. Derek stepped forward, placing a hand on her back, as if guiding the whole scene.
- Let’s share her. - he murmured to Max.
In an instant, Alexa’s body was being explored by two pairs of hands. Max slid his fingers up her thighs while Derek kissed her neck. She closed her eyes, surrendering completely to the rhythm of three.
Her dress slipped down from her shoulders, revealing her bare breasts, which immediately became the focus of attention. Max cupped one, kissing it slowly, while Derek caressed the other, his breath hot and heavy.
- She’s beautiful, isn’t she? - Derek asked, his voice full of both pride and desire.
- Incredible. - Max replied without lifting his mouth from her warm skin.
When Derek sat on the sofa, Alexa turned toward him, still wrapped in Max’s arms. Their triangle closed in, forming one pulsing organism of lust. Her hands moved over both men, stroking them alternately, her moans mixing with their heavy breathing.
The tension built like a wave that had to break. Derek led, his movements setting the rhythm, while Max followed with intensity, and Alexa was caught between them, swept away by the flood of pleasure.
Her body trembled under the assault of two sets of hands, two mouths, two rhythms merging into one symphony. She cried out loud as the climax overtook her, both men pulling her tighter, as if to hold onto the moment forever. Afterward, they lay together, bodies tangled, breaths heavy and uneven. Alexa smiled with her eyes closed, while Derek and Max exchanged a knowing look – they understood they had just crossed boundaries they’d never dared to touch before. What began as a few messages on a dating site had turned into a night they would never forget.