Late one night, Paul was in his room watching TV when he heard his phone buzz twice, then twice again. It was Telegram notifications.

He unlocked the screen to find two new messages from "Iris." His heart hitched, skipping a beat as he fumbled to open the chat.

“Hey. Still up?”

“Hey. Yeah, I’m awake.”

“Paul shot back immediately.”

“Are you feeling like yourself again?”

“More or less.”

“Would you be down to do something like that again?”

“I’m always down.”

“Even if it’s with a different woman?”

“What woman?” Paul was shocked.

“I have this friend... I want to do something nice for her. She really came through for me once.”

“You’re going to give me to her?”

“I know how weird this sounds, but I want to give her what you’re so good at. I’ll explain the details later.”

“Can I see a picture of her?”

“No. You’ll see her when you meet her. She’s nice, believe me, honey. Don’t you want to get to know another woman? She’s lovely and younger than me…”

“Fine, I’m in. I just hope I can pull it off with a stranger.” Paul couldn't refuse a woman like Mrs. Anna after what had happened between them.

“So, do we have a deal?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll see you at my place tomorrow at three.”

“Sounds good.”

The message was marked as read, and just like last time, the chat began to clear itself. Paul sat there for a while, stunned by the offer. Of course, he was dying to experience another woman, but the fact that he wouldn't even see her until the very last second made him feel on edge.

After chatting with Paul, Anna opened another chat and arranged to meet with her friend.

They were very close friends, despite the eight-year age difference.

"Anna, understand, I don't know what to say when we meet." The guest's face betrayed both fear and interest.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange everything for you, and then you'll figure it out. He's almost still a virgin, but you've got experience..."

"Experienced... But you know both of my guys... I'd like to use his tongue, you know..."

The doorbell rang briefly.

"Well, stay here and don't come out," Ms. Anna ordered and went to open the door.

Paul saw Ms. Anna in a familiar robe, most likely revealing nothing underneath. This made him feel more confident, and he went in without hesitation. He noticed a new smell in the apartment. It was a familiar perfume, but he couldn’t remember who he knew that wore it.

Mrs. Anna led him through the halls and blindfolded him with her silk scarf.

“Stay here, we'll come in a minute.”

Soon, he heard footsteps and the stronger smell of that familiar perfume. Mrs. Anna has brought her friend, similarly blindfolded.

“Meet my friend Paul, and this is my friend Victoria.” The guests, out of habit, held out their hands and Anna helped them touch.

"Now, without opening your eyes, you kiss like adults." She brought their bodies together until their lips touched, and they began to explore each other's lips timidly.

“What kind of people are you?” Anna exclaimed, annoyed by how awkward her guests were.

She placed the woman's arms on Paul's shoulders, and his arms wrapped around her back. In his defense, Paul immediately understood what Ms. Anna wanted, embraced the stranger, and pulled her close. His hands on her back, he felt that the woman was slightly curvier than Ms. Anna, and her breasts were larger. Their kiss deepened in passion, and Anna praised them with satisfaction.

"There you go, you're doing it. Now you can switch to informal familiarity, put aside your shyness, open your eyes, and get to know each other."

The kissers simultaneously opened their eyes, and their equally confused expressions, both smiling and polite, told Anna that something unexpected had happened.

"Hello…" Paul said first.

"Hello, Paul," Victoria replied.

Paul was stunned to see his English teacher in the senior grades last two years. It was an attractive woman, slightly shorter than him, slender and a little broadly built with big breasts. She was dressed in a white blouse and a denim skirt, revealing shapely legs underneath.

Victoria immediately wondered how it could have happened that she'd gone on a date with a schoolboy, but then she remembered that this was last year's class and she wouldn't be seeing him in school again. Her shock began to subside, and at that moment, the hostess took control of the situation.

"Oh, so you've already met? That's very good. Vicki, is Paul a former student of yours?” The pause dragged on, and Anna hurried on.

“Okay, why are we standing there? Let's go to the kitchen. We need some wine for a fun occasion like this."

Vicki and Paul obediently followed the bustling hostess into the kitchen, who had already managed to get out a bottle of red wine.

"Paul, open up!" Anna commanded, placing three glasses on the table.

The conversation gradually began to improve. Paul periodically glanced at Victoria's curvaceous figure. He'd liked her back in school. She had a pretty face, a slightly curvy figure, but not overweight - that was actually a plus, and the entire male class was undressing her with their eyes. She wore her hair cut short at the back and dyed her light brown hair a bright blonde, with a few strands of hair dyed chestnut or another contrasting blonde, which made her even more noticeable but was frowned upon by the school administration.

"The most important thing in teaching is to be able to separate work and personal life. School has one set of rules, and home has another. Otherwise, you can simply go crazy, I can tell you this from experience," Anna summarized the discussion, offering a hint of advice to her younger colleague.

Soon, the group moved into the living room, turned on the music channel. The women briefly discussed the lead singer of the band Maneskin performing the song "I Wanna Be Your Slave," and the apartment's owner left, leaving the guests alone.

Victoria went out onto the balcony, and Paul followed her. He embraced her from behind and began slowly kissing her exposed neck, gradually raising his hands to rest on her ample breasts.

"Paul, do you really want to do this to me?"

"You... I really like you. While we were sitting at the table, I almost finished just sitting next to you..."

"Okay," Victoria replied contentedly. "I want that too... but you understand it's possible only here..."

“Yes... For me, this place has become a dream-come-true apartment."

Victoria turned to face him, took off her skirt, and placed it on the familiar shelf. She was wearing classic white panties, the front of which Paul had just noticed a slight hint of camel toe.

"I want to start with a little 'preface,' and then you..."

She squatted in front of Paul and pulled down his pants and underwear, leaving him in just his shirt. She knelt down, her face level with Paul's genital area. She examined his penis and took his testicles in her left hand. His penis was flaccid, and the head was wet from his arousal at the table. With her right hand, she uncovered the head, staining her fingers with her precum and began licking it, first from below, then from above, then down to the base of his penis and even his balls.

Victoria felt like a submissive slave before her master, and this greatly aroused her. Paul found this activity very pleasurable, and he stood motionless so as not to interrupt the pleasure.

Having brought Paul's penis to a firm erection, she satisfied her thirst for role-playing submission and pulled him onto the bed.

"Shall we go to bed, my lord?" Victoria asked playfully, pleased with her performance.

Anna had managed to tell her that Paul's penis was larger than average, and now that she'd seen it for herself, she wanted to feel it, but only after the cherished and previously unknown oral pleasure.

Victoria removed her blouse and crawled under the covers, removing her panties and bra underneath. Paul followed her example and also stripped completely naked. He thought Victoria was self-conscious about her nakedness, so he pressed himself against her through the covers and kissed her on the lips. Victoria responded passionately with tongue. Paul continued kissing her face and neck, then rose up and gently pulled the covers down, revealing her large breasts. Her nipples were pleasantly large, in keeping with her size. They were aroused, and Paul began sucking them one by one, his eyes closed in pleasure.

Having thoroughly wet them with his saliva, he pulled the covers back down and crawled under them, near Victoria's legs. As he advanced through the darkness beneath the covers, Paul kissed Victoria's parted legs, feeling their slight plumpness, and finally buried his face in her plump, shaved vulva.

Paul smelled her scent of passion; it was different from Anna's but also thick and sweet. Victoria gasped, and Paul began his tongue dance around the halves of her vulva, gradually approaching her clitoris. Victoria began twitching and moaning, while Paul's tongue worked with all its might, caressing her clitoris and the space between her labia beneath it, licking every protrusion and penetrating every hollow of her fragrant vagina. Victoria alternately stroked Paul's head and squeezed her breasts, moaning wildly with pleasure.

As the teacher shook with ecstasy, Paul threw back the blanket, which was in the way, and thrust his aching penis into her aroused vagina. It was a bit tight.

"Ahh, wait, let me get used to how big it is... Let's do it little by little..."

Following his former teacher's instructions, Paul gradually increased the amplitude of his thrusts until he entered with the full length of his penis. With rapture, penetrating her plump lips, he watched her expression and gaze change from shy to screaming.

"Ah, auf," Victoria moaned. "Fuck me like your bitch."

But even without her prodding, Paul fucked her rhythmically and purposefully.

Soon, Victoria wanted to change position. She climbed on top of Paul, catching Paul's passionate gaze on her crotch. Victoria moved closer to his face and pressed her aroused lips to Paul's. Paul, still in school, torn by hormones, had dreamed of his teacher offering him her vagina like this. He immediately released his tongue and allowed it to lustfully explore her soft lips. Victoria was overcome with ecstasy again, her vagina pulsating, and she pressed it against Paul's face, frantically sliding over his lips.

"Oh, Paul... How good..."

She felt the man's hot tongue darting through her slits, then returning to her clitoris. He was restless, like a dog lost in his search. When, during his "search," he "fell" under a certain "dome," he calmed for a moment, felt the walls around him, and moved deeper into the "cave"...

"Oh, yes... Come on, fuck me, faster...!"

Victoria demanded, leaning back and immediately guiding his penis into her burning vagina, beginning to vigorously rock her pelvis, moving him inside her. Her large breasts swayed, and her wide, red nipples drove Paul wild. He imagined how delicious it would be to suck them, and it overflowed, filling Victoria with his passion. Victoria felt his cock pulsate and a warm geyser inside her. A few more pelvic thrusts and she lay down on Paul, kissing him, thanking him for the pleasure.

After a short pause, Victoria went to take a shower, and Ms. Anna came into Paul's room and looked at him intently with a smile.

"So, how did you like Vicki?" she asked in a whisper, smiling.

"Yes, she's amazing..." He remembered Victoria kneeling and licking his head, but he didn't say so.

"Maybe we could try it somehow... well, together, the three of us...?"

"Well, you've really gotten the hang of it," the hostess laughed. "We are married women, after all, don't forget."

“When we were sitting at the table today, I thought this apartment was a place where wishes come true. Ms. Anna, are you a sorceress?” Anna laughed.

"Maybe both of us? Who did you like better?"

"You're both as sweet as peaches," Paul answered evasively and knelt before Ms. Anna, hinting that he wanted to kiss her crotch. Ms. Anna allowed him to part the halves of her robe.

"Haven't you had enough fun with Vicki?"

"Viktoria is good in her own way, and you're good in yours." He pressed his face against Anna's pubis.

Victoria returned from the shower wrapped in a wide towel and was surprised by this erotic scene.

"Paul, go freshen up, and we'll chat a bit," Anna said.

Paul found his shirt and, covering himself with it, went out.

"So, did I find you a good guy?" Anna asked.

"Oh, he was amazing. I came from his tongue," Victoria whispered. "He tried so hard... Mmm. He licked me like an overripe melon... I even wanted to..."

"Anna, can I try it on you? I really want to know how it feels." She continued after a short pause.

"Mom, are you serious?" Anna was shocked by such a request.

"Yes, Anna, I really want to."

Stunned and incredulous, Anna untied her robe, lay back, put her legs up on the bed, and offered her vagina to her friend. Her friend knelt on the floor, leaned down toward Anna's crotch, and began to lick her gently. Touching her tongue to her older friend's equally tender lips, she became engrossed and lost herself in passion. Anna reacted to her friend's initial touches with surprise and caution, but then felt the pleasant warmth of her tongue and the perfect feminine caresses. Her close friend was licking her for the first time, and it was so sweet that she stretched out on the couch like a cat, enjoying herself.

Paul emerged from the shower, the women continued, unaware of his presence. Victoria was kneeling with her back to him, her wide hips wrapped in a towel, devilishly seductive. He came closer.

The women shuddered at his words and stopped, but Paul had already pulled the towel from her inviting hips, grabbed her rounded buttocks, spread them slightly, and began licking Victoria from behind. She moaned and continued to pleasure her. Paul, excited by the sight of her swaying hips, couldn't resist the temptation and hastened to enter Victoria, enjoying every movement in her tight vagina while simultaneously groping her enormous, sagging breasts.

A few minutes later, Ms. Anna moaned louder and began to shudder with orgasm. Victoria eased her pressure and soon lay on her back next to Ms. Anna. Paul's gaze was filled with two wet vaginas, eager to finish what he started. He lay down on Vicki.

"No, Paul, I want to do this another way.” Victoria stopped him and sat on top of him, impaling herself on his cock. She liked to control and fucked him, and he only pressed his pelvis, driving his cock deeper and sucking on her large nipples, relishing their lumpy texture. He felt Victoria leaking; the base of his penis had long since become provocatively wet and slippery.

Victoria's gasps grew louder and more frantic, and then a new waves of orgasm washed over her. She pressed herself against Paul and passionately kissed his lips.

"That's it, I can't take it anymore," she said, falling back, breathing heavily.

Anna, who had been watching the whole time, became seriously aroused and began caressing herself between her legs. She removed her robe completely, approached Victoria, stroked her wet vagina with her palm, inserted two fingers, felt her walls tremble, and began kissing her breasts, sucking on her wide nipples and moving lower. She paused for a second near her pubic area and began licking her friend's wet vagina.

Her backside was raised, and Paul seized the opportunity. He entered between Anna's already caressed cheeks, sliding easily. He spread her soft buttocks even further and thrust his swollen penis until he was balls deep.

Paul already felt the first signs of approaching orgasm, but he calmed himself down, continuing to please his partner. Now he was fucking a pretty forty-year-old blonde who was captivated by the caresses of his friend. He caressed her elastic, teacher-like hips with his hands and watched her vagina accept his large cock. Enjoying the spectacle, he pulled it out completely and reinserted it, watching her labia part from his thicker cock, and the sticky pre-ejaculate flow out without letting go.

Feeling the pleasant burning sensation of approaching orgasm alternately in the head and in the crotch, he sped up, entering fully and slamming his balls against Anna's moaning clitoris.

After a few minutes of rhythmic thrusting, Paul came, groaning softly several times as he ejaculated, and collapsed exhausted on the bed between two horny women.

Exhaustion and the scent of sex hung in the air. He felt completely satisfied. His women were happy and covered with wet pleasure. The rumble of traffic outside could be heard, but in the room, time seemed to stand still, waiting for the trio to catch their breath and come to their senses before smoothly matching the time outside.

It was already getting dark. Tomorrow, everyone would begin their old lives, or rather, almost like their old ones, since everything that happens contributes and changes them, even if outsiders don't notice the changes.