Heat of Three
Ethan and Camille had been together for years. Their relationship was built on trust, openness, and an insatiable hunger for new experiences. So when one evening they stumbled upon Jason’s profile on a dating site for couples and singles who craved intensity, they felt the spark of temptation. His photos radiated confidence, his words suggested boldness, and his smile promised exactly the kind of adventure they wanted.
Flirtatious messages turned quickly into late-night conversations filled with teasing hints and subtle promises. Soon enough, the decision was made—they would meet at Ethan and Camille’s apartment. By the time Jason arrived, anticipation hung thick in the air, electric and almost tangible.
The evening began with a bottle of wine. Jason sat across from the couple, his gaze lingering on Camille in her short satin dress before sliding to Ethan, who returned his look with a calm, approving smile. The energy between the three of them was already buzzing.
- I’m glad we’re finally here, - Jason said, his voice low and confident. - Online you can pretend… but here, it’s all real.
Camille raised her glass, biting her lip playfully.
- That’s exactly what we wanted.
Ethan took her hand, his thumb stroking her skin as he turned to Jason.
- We’re ready to see just how far this night can take us.
The air tightened with tension. Camille stood slowly, every step deliberate, and crossed the room to where Jason sat. She slid down beside him, her shoulder brushing his, her perfume wrapping around him in a sensual haze.
- Are you ready for me? - she asked softly, her fingers grazing his arm.
Jason nodded, his breath unsteady, while Ethan watched, his arousal clear in his steady gaze.
The first kiss came naturally—slow, tentative, then quickly building into something deeper, hotter. Camille moaned as Jason’s tongue danced with hers, his hands already exploring the curve of her thigh. Ethan moved behind her, pressing his lips to her neck, guiding the rhythm with a dominant touch.
- Let’s share her. - Ethan whispered, his words thick with desire.
In seconds, Camille was consumed by two pairs of hands. Jason’s palms slid higher along her legs while Ethan pulled her dress down from her shoulders, baring her breasts to their eager attention. She gasped, closing her eyes, surrendering fully to the intensity of their combined hunger.
Jason’s lips claimed one breast while Ethan caressed the other, his mouth brushing hotly against her skin. Her body arched between them, a moan spilling from her lips.
- She’s perfect, isn’t she? - Ethan asked hoarsely, his tone a mix of pride and lust.
- Incredible. - Jason breathed, never lifting his mouth from her.
When Ethan leaned back on the sofa, Camille turned toward him, still wrapped in Jason’s arms. Their triangle tightened, becoming one living pulse of desire. Her hands moved between them, stroking, exploring, feeding the growing fire.
The rhythm built—Ethan’s control steady and deliberate, Jason’s touch urgent and raw, Camille caught in the storm of both. Her body trembled under the waves of their attention, every nerve alive, every inch of skin aflame. Two mouths, two sets of hands, one intoxicating symphony.
Her cries filled the room as the climax overtook her, powerful and consuming, her body shuddering in their embrace. Ethan held her close while Jason pressed against her, both men grounding her as the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed.
Afterward, the three of them lay tangled together, their breaths heavy, skin damp, hearts pounding. Camille smiled with her eyes closed, her body still humming from the intensity, while Ethan and Jason exchanged a look that needed no words. They knew something had shifted, a line crossed, a memory forged.
What had started as playful messages online had become something far more—a night none of them would forget, a night where three bodies and three desires fused into one unforgettable fire.