Character Introduction
Avery is a twenty-two-year-old student and worker whose outward life is a model of commitment and chastity with her boyfriend, waiting until graduation to fully give herself to him. However, before he entered her life, Avery harbored a fiery secret. A year before graduation, driven by a hidden passion, Avery invited three of her guy friends to her room. There, with a mix of boldness and desire, she seduced them and gave herself over to a night of unleashed passion with all three. That night, Avery immersed herself in a whirlwind of overwhelming sensations, allowing desire to completely take over. The experience was so intoxicating and liberating that she decided to keep this forbidden pleasure a secret, reserving these wild encounters for weekends while maintaining the facade of a "good girl" to her boyfriend and social circle.
Jake, Avery's boyfriend, is a shy young man she met in a classroom, sharing interests that quickly bonded them. Although Jake lied to Avery about his experience, he's actually a virgin. His love for Avery is profound, and his intention to marry her is the dream that gives his life purpose.
Derek, Chase, and Liam, Avery's three friends, met in sports classes. They are the type who prefer a wild life over books, living each moment to the fullest. There's no room in their lives for commitment or love; their passion is the pursuit of pleasure and fun, especially sexually. Their most desired and shared game is to lavish their essence upon Avery, turning her into the center of their desire and pleasure.
Two years have passed since graduation, and Avery and Jake are immersed in the excitement of moving into their new home. This will be their first night together, and for Avery, the thrill of finally sharing an intimate night with Jake is overwhelming. However, Jake, concealing his inexperience, is consumed by anxiety, fearing he won't meet the expectations he imagines Avery has.
The night arrives, and Avery, intoxicated by security and desire, undresses in front of Jake before stepping into the shower, revealing her fair skin, full breasts, and slender figure. Her nudity is a silent cry: 'This is your night.' But Jake feels trapped in a web of nervousness.
Upon exiting the shower, Avery sits down next to him, still nude, her skin wet and glistening. Jake, still fully clothed, senses the almost tangible tension in the air. The silence stretches out, uncomfortable and thick, until Avery, determined, takes control. She kisses him with a passion that disarms his defenses, and with each kiss, she unbuttons his pants, eager to finally explore their intimacy. Upon seeing his member, Avery notes its smaller size, but convinces herself. "Let's see how he satisfies me with this. It will be spectacular."
With a mix of anticipation and tenderness, Avery leans down, taking his erection into her mouth. But in the blink of an eye, Jake ejaculates with unexpected force, filling her mouth and leaving her in a state of surprise and slight choking. Shocked, she asks why it was so quick. Jake, overwhelmed by humiliation, retreats to the bathroom, leaving Avery in a sea of confusion and him in an abyss of shame.
When Jake emerges from the bathroom, Avery notices the trail of tears on his face, plunging her into even deeper confusion. He sits beside her, and with a voice trembling like a leaf in the wind, he confesses his virginity, explaining that his shyness has always kept him away from women and that he's amazed someone like Avery is with him. Avery, her heart full of empathy, consoles him, assuring him there was no need for deceit, that she loves him precisely for his kindness and authentic nature. She promises him that together they can explore the world of sexual pleasure, and she expresses excitement at the idea of teaching him the ways in which she enjoys.
Jake, finding comfort in her words, embraces her with a strength that conveys his relief and renewed love.
To dispel the tense air surrounding them, they decide to relax with a movie. Jake lies down, and Avery, with her head on his chest, begins to softly stroke Jake's penis, subtly encouraging the continuation of what had been interrupted. In her mind, Avery debates, "I don't want to watch a movie; what I want is to satiate myself with sex with him," while patiently waiting for his physical response.
Jake, feeling the security and desire radiating from Avery, softly asks her, "How many men have you been with? It's not a problem, I just want to know you better." Avery, with a smile that lights up the room, lifts her head, and looking into his eyes, replies, "I have no problem telling you," before lying back down, continuing her gentle caresses, each gesture promising a night of mutual discovery.
Faced with the possibility of revealing the whole truth, Avery chose a less revealing path.
"You remember Derek, right? The guy from my sports class. He was my first," Avery confessed to Jake, choosing to share a part of the truth, recalling how Derek had been the first to venture into her that wild night.
"No, not with Derek," Jake replied, his voice laced with discomfort. "That guy always bothered me in college, I hate him. How could you have been with someone like him? He's an idiot," he expressed with a mix of disappointment and anger. "There was a rumor that he was seen entering the fraternity dorms with two other guys and a girl. They said there were moans heard, though it was never confirmed."
"It was me," Avery thought to herself, but aloud she only said, "I didn't know about that. I just found him attractive. I was young and naive, I didn't know what I really wanted... until I met you."
"I imagine it must have been a terrible experience with Derek. I can't picture that guy treating someone like you, a queen, with the delicacy you deserve. I'm sorry you had to go through that. I can't fathom how you felt. I hope I can help you erase those bad memories," Jake said, his hand gently stroking Avery's head, seeking to console her and implicitly promising her a different treatment, one of love and respect.
"Not at all, actually, I wouldn't want to erase those memories from my mind. Don't get me wrong, I love you deeply, but every moment lived is a fragment of who I am," Avery declared, aware of the discomfort settling in Jake.
"I remember that night, I was alone in my room and needed someone to talk to, so I texted Derek to come over. After a couple of hours of talking, I don't know when his lips found mine; I never saw it coming, we were just friends, but I didn't want him to stop," Avery continued, noticing how each word of hers elicited a physical response from Jake. "The desire was silent, only communicating through our skins. He held me against him, his mouth on my neck, his hands claiming my breasts with a rawness that ignited something unexpected in me."
Avery watched how recounting her first time made Jake harden, intrigued by his reaction, but she didn't stop.
"I stripped off my clothes, revealing my nudity to him, and in my confusion, I asked him what I should do. His response was crude. 'Tonight, you'll be mine. Kneel down.' His member invaded my mouth, delving deep enough to drown my thoughts in a sea of sensations. But don't feel bad; though it sounds harsh, the truth is, I was submerged in pleasure."
"He threw me onto the bed, his tongue began dancing around my clitoris, and boy, could he move, hitting just the spot that made me shiver. When he started penetrating me, the pain was a reminder of my inexperience, but I hid it, not wanting to show weakness. Derek commented on how tight I was, and with effort, he managed to make his way in. His member was thick, almost unbelievably large; I don't understand how it fit, but my feverish body lubricated so much that it eased his passage. The excess fluids allowed him to lubricate my anus and penetrate there too. That night was..." Avery paused her story when, suddenly, Jake ejaculated, his semen splattering on her face, even though she was just caressing him while recounting her first time.
"Really? I thought we'd be going further with that erection. Who ejaculates while their partner tells their first time story?" Avery wondered to herself, but out loud, she only said, "What happened?"
Jake, wrapped in a dazed silence, couldn't articulate how the intensity of the story had led to such a surprising climax. Avery, with an understanding smile, decided not to push him further and said, "I'm getting hungry. I'll go get something for us to eat."
Avery, under the pretext of seeking food, slipped over to Derek's house, where anticipation consumed her. She was not about to let the night pass with her body craving more. Upon arrival, Derek greeted her with a look promising to fulfill all her needs. With just a smile, they both understood the mutual desire. Derek, always intuitive, lifted her up and carried her to his sanctum sanctorum.
"It's been an eternity since I last saw you," Derek murmured.
"It was the day before yesterday," Avery replied as he blindfolded her and tied her to his bed, plunging her into an expectant darkness.
"I want you to make me yours. I'm about to overflow with need. Jake... he can't keep up," Avery confessed, her voice laden with urgency.
"Shh, you're here now, in the perfect place. Tonight, we're going to discover new frontiers," Derek promised, silencing her with a tie in her mouth, heightening the anticipation.
"Thank you for coming tonight. You have no idea how much I've desired you," Derek whispered, his tongue exploring every crevice of her vagina, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. He knew how to manipulate her body, innovating with each touch. Derek led her to multiple orgasms with just his fingers and tongue, making Avery writhe, trying to free herself to guide his hand to her breasts, her anus, but the gag kept her in desperate silence.
The room was steeped in an aroma of desire and lust. Derek, with a mischievous smile, leaned over her, his lips brushing her ear.
"I've never seen you this wet. I guess the desire for your boyfriend was unsatisfying. But you've come to the sanctuary of pleasure, you know my door is always open for you and your cravings," Derek murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. "Just before you knocked on my door, I was talking with a visitor about you, and he's watching us hidden behind the door, observing everything."
Avery, with a playful smile despite not being able to see, nodded. Derek, understanding, removed the gag.
"Invite him in," Avery whispered, her voice tinged with a mix of urgency and curiosity.
Derek frowned, hesitant. "Are you sure?"
"Please, Derek. I want this," Avery pleaded, her tone full of a need that couldn't be ignored.
After a moment's reflection, Derek nodded slowly. He got up from the bed, his imposing figure moving towards the young man who was trying to sneak away discreetly.
"I saw you," Derek said firmly, stopping him. The young man, an air conditioning technician, halted, his face a mix of nervousness and curiosity.
"Come, join us. Today is your chance to be with a beautiful woman who won't see you, only feel you," Derek offered, his tone now soft and persuasive. "There's nothing to be afraid of. Just pleasure."
After a moment of hesitation, the young man nodded slowly. Derek led him back to the room where Avery waited, her breathing erratic from the anticipation of the unknown.
Blindfolded and with heightened senses, Avery felt every movement in the room as if it were a caress on her skin. The sound of Derek's footsteps, firm and familiar, echoed on the floor, approaching, blending with the lighter, more anxious steps of the young man. Each step was an echo in her heart, accelerating her pulse, making anticipation coil in her stomach like a serpent of desire.
The air in the room seemed charged with electricity, each of Avery's breaths becoming deeper, more anxious. The darkness behind the blindfold intensified every sound, every whisper, every breath of the two men. The uncertainty about the identity of the young man added an extra layer of thrill, of mystery that excited her even more.
When the footsteps halted near her, Avery felt a wave of heat coursing through her body. Her skin prickled, every nerve tingling with a mix of fear and desire. Avery's imagination soared, painting pictures of what might happen, how the stranger's hands would feel, his touch, his scent.
The sound of the young man's breathing, quicker and shallower, contrasted with Derek's calm, controlled breaths, creating a beat that resonated within her like a war drum, heralding the battle of pleasure about to begin. Avery felt desire accumulate in every pore of her skin, every cell of her being, waiting, yearning for the first touch, the first contact that would break the almost tangible tension in the air.
The mattress dipped slightly as the stranger sat on the bed, his presence a new current in the river of sensations flooding Avery. "Hello, stranger," she whispered, her voice a purr loaded with curiosity and desire.
"Hello," he replied, his voice youthful, perhaps in his early twenties, quivering with a mix of shyness and excitement.
Avery, with her heart pounding fiercely, felt her body respond to the newcomer's proximity. Derek, ever attentive, began guiding the young man, his instructions soft yet clear, echoing around the room like a testament to his authority.
"We're going to go slowly," Derek said, his voice a calm, controlled murmur. "Touch her skin here," and Avery felt a warm, trembling hand settle on her hip, sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine. Each word from Derek was a whip of desire against her senses, heightening the experience.
Avery, still blindfolded, surrendered to the whirlwind of sensations. The young man's hand, guided by Derek, explored her body with a mix of clumsiness and wonder, each touch sending waves of pleasure that built up inside her. Derek's voice, deep and reassuring, instructed the young man where and how, while Avery lost herself in the play of their hands and voices.
"Like this, perfect," Derek's whisper was close to her ear, as he positioned himself behind her, and a moment later, he entered her, his entry smooth but firm, filling her with a fullness that made her gasp.
The young man, following instructions, moved closer. Avery, driven by a fiery desire, found with her mouth the evidence of his excitement, her tongue exploring with a mix of shyness and hunger. The combination of Derek's deep, rhythmic penetration and the young man's novice but thrilling oral exploration formed a duet of pleasure that completely consumed her.
Every movement, every breath from the two men, every whisper from Derek, was a new chapter in the book of pleasure Avery was living, each page more intense and erotic than the last, as her body surrendered to the symphony of sensations enveloping her.
With her breathing synchronized with the pleasure surrounding her, Avery suddenly felt the need to take control. "Derek, untie me," she commanded with a voice full of authority and desire.
Derek, without hesitation, complied with her request, freeing her wrists and ankles but keeping the blindfold on her eyes. Now free, Avery rose with grace, feeling the warmth of the nearby bodies. She positioned herself over the stranger, guided by instinct and desire, and with a hoarse whisper, she directed Derek. "You, from behind."
The double penetration that followed was a whirlwind of sensations. Avery, at the center of the storm, moved with a blend of control and surrender, each motion synchronized with both men. The room was filled with her moans and their ragged breaths, creating an erotic melody that permeated the air.
Suddenly, the sound of Avery's cellphone broke the rhythm. The familiar ringtone, her boyfriend's personalized tone, echoed through the room. Avery, unfazed, smiled slightly. "Don't worry, keep going. Don't stop, it's just my boyfriend," she said with a mix of amusement and challenge, intensifying her movements as if to prove a point.
The phone kept ringing, but for Avery, the world had shrunk to the bed, the entwined bodies, and the pleasure that consumed her. Finally, both men reached their climax inside her, a moment of release that filled her with intense satisfaction. "That's all I needed," Avery murmured, her voice laden with deep, fulfilled pleasure.
Without wasting time, Avery got up, dressed quickly, still blindfolded, with the certainty of not wanting to know the identity of the young man. "Derek, I'll call you tomorrow," she said, heading towards the door with a confidence that only full satisfaction can provide.
Derek escorted her to the door, and with a soft kiss on the cheek, they said goodbye. Avery, with one last touch of her cellphone in her pocket, headed home, leaving behind a night that would be etched in her memory as a chapter of desire and boldness.
Upon returning home, Jake greeted her with a mix of worry and relief. "Where have you been? I thought you were just going out for some food. Why did you come back with nothing? What happened, love?" Avery, with her best act, replied that she had run into an old friend who was with someone else, and they asked her for some advice about university. "It's good to help others, and I lost track of time; the conversation was very engrossing."
"My girlfriend, always ready to help. That's why I love you so much," Jake affirmed, convinced.
"Come, let's cuddle for a bit, I'm exhausted. I need to feel your warmth around me," Avery suggested with a whisper laden with promises. They undressed and lay down, with Avery on top of him, while Jake enveloped her in a protective embrace, his fingers playing tenderly with her hair. But as Jake relished the closeness, the semen of the other two men began to seep out from her, mingling with his own desire. "I'm sorry if I get you wet, it's just that I'm still turned on thinking about you, but let's save the best for tomorrow; today, I need to rest," she murmured, her voice an echo of fatigue and contained desire.
In the stillness of that night, Avery began weaving a bold plan. She would use Jake's unconditional love as a curtain behind which she could satisfy her darkest sexual desires. In her mind, a meticulous strategy took shape to transform Jake into her unwitting accomplice in a life of infidelity, maintaining the illusion of a perfect couple to the world, but in the solitude of their intimacy, breaking free from all boundaries. With her wit, Avery was confident in her ability to execute this game subtly, with the patience of a spider and the right distractions, molding Jake into what she needed him to be. Though the risk of losing everything lurked in her thoughts, Jake's premature ejaculation and his inexperience assured her there was little to lose. She was determined to turn her body into the epicenter of forbidden pleasures, a sanctuary of lust where Jake would unknowingly be her keeper.
"I love you, Avery," Jake whispered in her ear, his voice tinged with a devotion that only increased her guilt, but also her determination.
"I love you too, Jake. More than you'll ever know," Avery replied, kissing his forehead with a tenderness that contrasted with the darkness of her intentions.
The next morning, Avery and Jake woke up entwined after their first night together, a night that had been a whirlwind of discovery and passion. After a breakfast filled with lingering glances and casual touches, they prepared to face the outside world, though their hearts still beat in unison with the memory of the dawn. Jake, a systems engineer at a prominent corporation, was known for his dedication and skill. Avery, on the other hand, worked as a professor at the university where both had studied, a place now laden with promises and shared secrets.
Before the door closed behind him, Avery whispered to Jake with a voice promising more than her words could convey, "I'll be waiting for you tonight. There's something important I want to share with you." The kiss she gave him was sweet but laden with intention, leaving him with a mix of unease and anticipation.
Avery's day was mechanical, but her mind was far from equations and lectures, entangled in the web of desire and exploration she planned to unfold before Jake. She fervently believed that he could immerse himself in her world of sexual libertinism, a world she had kept in the shadows, waiting for the right time to reveal it. Her love for Jake was profound, and the anticipation of sharing all her pleasures filled her with an almost tangible excitement.
At the end of her shift at 2 p.m., instead of going home, Avery decided to visit Derek. She wanted to check if the unknown guy from the trio the previous night was still there, and also discuss with Derek her burgeoning situation with Jake. Upon arrival, she knocked on the door with some anxiety. Derek opened with a smile that seemed to hold a secret knowledge, "I thought you were going to call," he said, with a tone that suggested more than it stated. Avery, entering the game, responded with a mischievous smile.
"I wanted to come in person, and also to meet the mysterious guy who lost his virginity with me."
Derek, with a conspiratorial gesture, informed her, "He's gone, it's just me." He guided her towards his room with a veiled promise in every step. "Let's relax a bit before we talk."