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Forbidden temptation

I'm Tony, a bisexual man, and for weeks, I had been engaging in playful, flirtatious, and increasingly intimate conversations with a married couple—Mike and Veronica—that left me both intrigued and excited. Eventually, they invited me to their home, and I couldn't deny the excitement building inside me. When I arrived, Mike and Veronica greeted me warmly. However, Veronica quickly apologized, her voice tinged with concern. “I'm sorry, something urgent just came up," she explained, "I have to leave for a bit." I was a little taken aback, unsure of what to make of it but Mike reassured me with a calm smile. “It's fine," he said smoothly. “We'll still make the most of it. Come on in.” He led me inside, offering me a drink, and we sat down, chatting casually. After a few drinks, I excused myself to use the restroom. Mike mentioned their guest bathroom was out of order but pointed me to another one down the hallway. As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes were drawn to a pair of lace panties dr*ped over the back of a chair. They were clearly Veronica's, and something about them caught my attention immediately. My pulse quickened, and I found myself unable to resist the temptation. I slipped into the underwear, feeling a rush of excitement as I stood before the mirror, admiring how they fit. My heart raced as I run my fingers along the delicate fabric, lost in sensation. Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside the door, but there was no time to remove the lingerie. I tried desperately to compose myself, standing still as the door opened. I turned and saw Mike standing there, his eyes dark with something I couldn't quite read. My heart skipped a beat. “What are you doing Tony?" His voice was low, thick with a quiet intensity. I froze, caught in the act, my mouth going dry. I stammered, trying to explain, but no words came. I was too caught up in the rush of emotions, the heart rising inside me. Mike didn't gave me a chance to speak. He moved toward me with deliberate, controlled steps, his eyes never living mine. “Don't say a word,” he murmured, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. He reached out, gently placing a finger over my lips, silencing me. “You are in trouble now, ma'am.” The heat between us was electric, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from him as he slowly, deliberately, unzipped his pants and looked at me with quite authority. “Get on all fours." My body obeyed automatically, my skin tingling in anticipation. Mike leaned down, pressing himself against me, his breath hot against my neck. "Tell me Tony," he whispered, his hand trailing dow my back. "Do you like to wear ladies underwear?" I could only nod. He ran his fingers lightly across my inner thigh, teasing the lace of the panties. I gasped softly as his fingertips brushed my skin, sending a rush of desire through my body. I trembled, desperate for more. Mike seemed to sense my need, and his touch became more insistent, his fingers exploring every inch of me, igniting a fire deep within. I moaned, arching against him, craving more. "Yes," he murmured. "I knew you'd like that. You want more, don't you, Tony? Tell me." I nodded, barely able to form the words. "Yes...please, Mike." "Then you'd better take these off," he said, hooking a finger around the waistband and pulling the panties down. He ran a hand over my bare ass, eliciting another gasp from me. "You've been a very naughty boy, Tony." "Yes," I managed. "So bad..." "And now you have to be punished," he continued, his voice dropping to a low growl. He slapped my ass, sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body. "You've been a very dirty naughty boy." I groaned, my skin burning, aching for more. "Yes," I whimpered. "Please, punish me." Mike grabbed my hair, pulling my head back, forcing me to look into his eyes. "You are going to suck my dick," he commanded, "and you are going to like it." I stared up at him, trembling with desire. "Do you understand?" he asked, his voice a low, dangerous whisper. I nodded, my heart pounding. "Good," he said, releasing my hair and shoving me roughly down onto my knees. He unzipped his pants and freed his erect cock, the head glistening with precum. "Now open your mouth." I obeyed without hesitation, wrapping my lips around the swollen tip and tasting the sweet, salty tang of him. He pushed his hips forward, burying himself in my mouth, his hand tightening in my hair. "That's it," he grunted, his breath coming faster. "Take it all." I sucked greedily, my tongue swirling over his throbbing shaft, his taste driving me wild. "That's right," he panted. "Suck that cock, slut." I moaned, his words inflaming me even more, the pressure inside me building. He began to thrust harder, fucking my mouth, using me for his own pleasure. "That's it," he groaned, his grip on my hair almost painful. "Just like that, Tony." I could feel his muscles tensing, his cock twitching in my mouth. He was close. Suddenly, he pulled back, leaving me gasping. "Now it's time for your punishment," he growled, grabbing my shoulders and turning me around, bending me over the sink. He reached down, tugging at the panties and ripping them off. I could hear him fumbling with his pants, and a moment later, he was lining up his thick cock against my tight hole. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the inevitable pain, but he was careful, slowly pushing himself inside, inch by inch. The burning sensation was intense, but as he began to move, the discomfort gave way to an overwhelming pleasure. "Fuck, yes," he grunted, his grip on my hips tightening. "That's it. Take that dick." I moaned, meeting his thrusts, the exquisite fullness making me dizzy. "God, you're so tight," he growled, picking up the pace, slamming into me harder. I gripped the edge of the sink, my knuckles turning white, my legs trembling with the effort. He fucked me relentlessly, the sound of his hips slapping against my ass echoing through the small room. At that very moment the door opened and Veronica walked in. "Oh, god," she gasped, her eyes wide. "What the hell are you doing?" "I'm giving Tony his punishment," Mike growled, not slowing down. Veronica stared at us, her face a mixture of shock and arousal. "Oh, wow." I moaned, my eyes locking with hers, the shame and humiliation only serving to heighten my desire. "Fuck," Mike grunted, his cock throbbing inside me. "I'm going to cum, Tony." "Do it," Veronica urged, her eyes gleaming. "Cum inside him." Mike let out a guttural cry, his body shuddering as he buried himself deep inside me. I gasped, the feeling of his hot load filling me sending me over the edge, my own orgasm washing over me. I collapsed, spent and exhausted, the two of them standing over me, a satisfied smirk on their faces. "You've been a good boy, Tony," Mike murmured, pulling up his pants. "Now, it's time to go home." I nodded weakly, not sure if I could even stand. "Oh, and Tony?" Veronica added, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Don't worry, this will be our little secret." *** I lay awake that night, replaying the events of the evening in my mind. The thrill of the risk, the rush of arousal, the shame and humiliation. It was intoxicating, and I knew I wanted more. As I drifted off to sleep, I knew there was only one thing that could satisfy my desire: a threesome with Mike and Veronica.

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