Very Naughty Confessions: Two Men Are Better Than One

My First of Many Very Naughty Confessions

 

I love very naughty confessions. I love listening to yours and sharing some of my own with you. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do today.

Let me set the stage. Picture me, recently divorced and trying to inject a little bit of social interaction into my life as a newly single mom with a very hectic schedule. Then enter Randy and Paul. They were two very hot and very charming former coworkers who managed to catch my eye and fill my head with lots of naughty thoughts.

The best of both worlds.

Randy was bold and assertive, and it was that confidence and boldness that attracted me to him. There was no pretense with Randy. We quickly made our feelings for each other known. However, things had yet to move beyond flirtatious banter and a stolen kiss in the office elevator earlier that fateful day. And that kiss was exactly why I invited him over. I was very horny and intent on taking things to the next level with him.

Paul, on the other hand, was the polar opposite of Randy. And his shy demeanor made him a prime target for my teasing antics. For instance, I got a kick out of making him blush with my double entendres and some very naughty confessions whenever we chatted. And I absolutely loved swirling my finger around my lattes and suggestively licking the froth off my fingers whenever I’d catch him stealing glances. We were clearly attracted to each other. But unlike Randy, Paul acted as if he were waiting for the perfect moment to make a move.

So there I was, feeling very horny, with my phone in hand, juggling messages, when I decided to take the lead with him. Then before I knew it, my doorbell rang twice, almost in sync. My heart dropped to the floor as I realized I managed to ask both Randy and Paul to come over at the exact same time.

Remember, this is one of several very naughty confessions I intend to share with you.

Apparently, my subconscious was at the wheel because I didn’t consciously plan to invite both of them over at the same time. But rather than admit my faux pas and ask one of them for a rain check, I channeled my inner actress when I opened the door and greeted them with an over-the-top smile, gushing about how I was excited to get to know them better.

What followed was a blend of small talk and covert glances exchanged between the three of us. And I found myself teetering on a tightrope of pretense, maintaining that I had invited them both over for an innocent dinner.

Somewhere in the midst of my elaborate charade, and a few glasses of wine, something incredible happened. The three of us found ourselves embracing the potential of the situation. And it was as if we could suddenly read each other’s thoughts.

I went for it.

I tilted my head toward Randy and kissed him suggestively because I knew that Paul’s eyes were on us. And while Randy and I kissed, I reached over and began to massage the hard-on Paul was trying to hide. And before long, I felt one of his hands slide under my t-shirt and cup my breasts. He tweaked my nipples until they were as hard as his cock. Then I felt another hand drape one of my legs over his. And his fingers quickly made their way into my shorts and began to stroke my wet pussy until I was on the verge of coming.

As I said, this is one of several very naughty confessions. There were no words at that point, only moaning, action, and an unspoken understanding. Each of us took off our clothes and headed toward my bedroom. Once there, Randy and Paul stood in front of me and let me suck and stroke the cocks I had only fondled up until that point.

My pussy was soaking wet as the two of them took turns fucking my mouth. Then Randy took things to the next level. He climbed up on the bed behind me, flipped me over, and began to fuck me doggy-style.

I moaned louder with each thrust. Then a suddenly not-so-shy Paul grabbed me by the back of the head and ordered me to suck his cock. And suck it I did until he grunted, convulsed, and filled my mouth with his hot load, triggering my own orgasm. Randy came shortly afterward as I licked remnants of Paul’s cum off his cock.

I was already in another world when Randy slid underneath me and lapped at the fresh cream pie he had just given me until he made me come again.

Are there more very naughty confessions?

Now I know what you’re wondering: What happened next? Did my impromptu threesome lead to romance, and with whom? Or was it a one-time thing? Call me, and I’ll give you all the naughty details.

 

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