This is not a mere fantasy—it truly happened, and it ultimately ignited my deepest desire.
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Back in college, my wife and I shared a close friendship with my roommate, Rafael. He was magnetic and unapologetically bold—a passionate man about town with a shaved head, always impeccably groomed, and never short of new conquests. The three of us were inseparable, often wrapped in affectionate embraces, and more often than not, our nights ended with hands exploring and tension simmering beneath the surface. We found ourselves in tangled cuddle piles or watching Molly, in a tight dress, grind her luscious curves against him on the dancefloor, making him ache visibly. We’d laugh it off but the unspoken yearning was undeniable.
Then Molly left for a trip overseas. Our sexting became frantic and raw, and she confided a vivid dream where she was being shared—tag-teamed—with strangers hitting on her all day but her mind circling relentlessly back to Rafael. In her dream, she eagerly took him in her mouth, while simultaneously taking me inside her, a plug snug in her ass.
I was engulfed by a haze of arousal, though initially I dismissed the thought. I reminded her of Rafael’s occasional asshole moments, worried it might lead to humiliation or fracture our friendships. Besides, he had a girlfriend we all liked.
Yet our conversations became fixated on him, evolving into a persistent fantasy. One afternoon, while Rafael and I were sharing beers, I casually broached the subject of an orgy. We speculated about possible participants, and I openly told him I was okay with him having sex with Molly—it was just sex.
From that moment, he was consumed by the idea—almost frantic, constantly talking about it and masturbating nightly (I could hear him through our thin apartment walls). I encouraged Molly to tantalize him with ass shots, each one more daring. It thrilled me beyond words knowing exactly when he lost himself, jacking off to my woman. The thought of corrupting his mind stirred something primal in me, entwined with a lust for her. And, of course, he was undeniably handsome.
The orgy never materialized—his girlfriend’s prudishness and our uninspired friends being factors. Months later, for a college project, we found ourselves in Milan for architecture week. Rafael, Molly, and I were to share a room—a so-called money-saving measure.
Our room was adjacent to those of our other friends in the BnB, with a sizable gap beneath the door. Anyone venturing out for water or the bathroom had to pass by us. Molly nestled between us in bed, wearing nothing but a summer bra and panties.
That entire night, she stroked Rafael’s cock through his boxers, soaking them with precum, while I slipped my fingers beneath her panties, coaxing her to moan softly in the dark. She was drenched—so wet I’d never seen her before. Her soaked underwear and the ruined sheets bore witness to our shared fever. Sleep eluded us completely; the next day we trekked across the city to present our work at the architecture fair, then stayed up late partying. Even now, I touch myself recalling it. Just the mention of Milan makes me shiver.
After that, we returned to our seemingly well-behaved selves for a time. All three of us eventually relocated to New York, and Rafael ended things with his girlfriend. One night on the town, I returned from the bar with drinks to find him ravenously kissing her, his hand beneath her skirt, while she gripped his chin and his thick bulge. I nearly dropped the drinks. The entire club could see, and our friends could have walked in any second.
The intoxicating energy didn’t wane. Over the next few songs, we took turns grinding against her ass and tasting her mouth, delighting in her reactions as she writhed happily between us.
Back at my apartment, completely blackout drunk, I entered her from behind while she eagerly took him into her mouth, tasting his thick, hairy cock for the first time. I came in waves. Rafael was too drunk to maintain his erection enough to penetrate her, so instead, they kissed deeply as he fingered her with fierce intensity until she squirted violently.
I passed out, but later awoke to find him fully immersed inside her, his thighs slapping against her thick cheeks as he domineered her completely. He finally released deep within her, mixing with my own mess already coating her and dripping down his thighs. Good boy. Exhausted and entwined, we fell asleep in a sticky, tangled heap.