First Time Cuck

They meet in the loft: two couples, four women. Charlie and Gizelle bring drinks, Casey and April bring the curiosity. A few minutes of polite talk and the truth slips out—they matched on an app earlier that week. Casey admits they’ve been together three years. She wants something different. This is their first time testing the waters. April sits back, a silver hoop catching the light at her navel, and says she prefers to watch. She likes seeing Casey open for someone else. Charlie asks if she’s sure. April smiles, runs her hand over the seam of her jeans, and nods. Gizelle glances once more at both of them, then steps in. She kisses Casey first, slow and deep. Charlie moves behind, palms sliding under Casey’s shirt, fingers finding the hard bar through her nipple. Casey’s breath hitches. April stays on the couch. She spreads her thighs and cups herself through denim, thumb stroking in lazy circles while the three of them sink onto the cushions. Gizelle strips Casey’s shirt away, mouth closing around one breast. Charlie works lower, tugging Casey’s pants past her knees. Every sound Casey makes pulls a quiet sigh from April’s lips. The couch creaks. Blonde hair, brunette waves, the glint of piercings flash in the low light. Casey ends up on her back, one leg hooked over Gizelle’s shoulder, the other held wide by Charlie’s firm grip. Tongues and fingers move in tandem. Casey arches, gasps, and comes hard while April’s hand works faster between her own legs. No one looks away.