With my best friend, we have a thread where we swap nudes and explicit videos. It’s our thing, a private game we’ve kept going for years.
One day, I had a twisted idea, a pussy photo contest. We’d vote, “like” our favorites, and eliminate the rest. Simple, just for fun, at least on the surface.
I gathered about twenty close ups from Reddit, scrolling late into the night to pick the best ones. And I don’t know why, but I had this crazy, perverse thought, slipping in a photo of my girlfriend among the others. Just one. Like a secret dare. Of course, he had no idea.
The moment I hit send, a rush of adrenaline hit me. This wasn’t just sharing porn anymore. It was crossing a line, mixing two worlds that should never touch. And that’s exactly what made it even hotter.
As the contest went on, her photo started making it through, round after round. Other girls got eliminated, but hers kept surviving. Every time a little heart popped up on her picture, my own heart pounded harder in my chest. It felt like watching him choose her, praise her, without knowing who she was.
By the time she reached the podium, I was sweating with excitement. He ranked her third, then dropped a brutal comment “Honestly, it’s not the prettiest… but it’s my favorite. There’s something dirty about it… makes me want to defile her.”
His words floored me. Reading that about her, from him, without him having a clue… it hit me like a punch. A mix of jealousy, pride, and a forbidden thrill that spun my head.
And the craziest part is when we go to his place with my girlfriend, and he welcomes us with his own. We sit, laugh, talk like nothing’s wrong. But I know that without realizing it, he’s already seen my girlfriend’s pussy. That secret clings to me. It haunts me. It excites me.