Euphoria II (Audio Script)

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“Wait, wait, he recognized you?

Like, he knew it was you?”

“One hundred percent.

We locked eyes, and it was like, ‘Oh my god.

That’s my co-worker.’”

“No, that’s too much.

I would die.”

“As long as I don’t run into him again, I think I’ll recover.

But yeah, that was… shocking.”

“Has that ever happened to you?”

“Babe?”

“What?

Oh, um… no, no. Luckily.”

Okay.

I need to focus.

Get out of my head… Get in the moment.

This happens every time we come to Euphoria. It takes me a little while to stop thinking and start feeling.

I get wrapped up in thinking about you… about Alyssa… about me and what this new chapter in our lives means for our marriage.

For us.

“You nervous, sweetheart?”

“No, no, no, I’m just…

you know, a little distracted, but I’m good.

I’m ready.”

You and Alyssa are giving me the same concerned look.

It’s sweet how much you both care about me and my comfort.

The two of you have been so patient with me throughout this whole thing.

You’re the one who pointed out to me this new habit of mine. I’ll be so excited all week, just buzzing with anticipation about what we’ve got planned at Euphoria, and then as soon as we walk in the door all that energy turns to anxiety.

I’m trying to get better about it, but… every time we come here I leave having learned something new about myself.

“Just try to stay in the moment, okay?

We’re both here for you and you know we can stop and take a break anytime you need.”

“I was so anxious the first time David and I used this room.”

“Really?”

“Oh my god, yeah.

The fact that everyone outside can see what’s happening, feeling like I’m on display.

I completely understand what you’re feeling.”

“Yeah, it’s… weird.

But a good kind of weird.”

“Exactly.

And like your hubby said, we’ll take it slow.”

You’re both right, this is… this is going to be fun.

This two-way mirror room is something we’ve been wanting to try out since our first time here. Anyone, any number of people, can be on the other side of the glass… watching everything that goes down…

“So, where do you two want me?”

“Hmm, maybe the loveseat?

People can see you through the glass, but we’re still the main show.”

“Cool.”

You make your way over to the little couch and sink down onto the faux leather fabric. Tonight is more about me and Alyssa, but having you here is nice.

You’re like a familiar, watchful presence… something solid I can turn to if things get intense.

“Yeah, I’m not sure why, but I just really love playing in this room.

It’s such a simple idea—the fact that anyone—or no one—could be watching.

Not having any idea who is on the other side of the mirror…”

“Yeah, I know what you mean… I really like that it looks like an ordinary bedroom. It’s comforting.”

“It’s the little details, right? I’m just going to freshen up real quick.”

Alyssa offers me a sweet smile before vanishing into the bathroom.

I can tell this place was designed to feel like anyone’s bedroom: a simple bed in the middle of the room, neutral-tone walls, a chair, and a nice little loveseat.

It’s not exactly what I think about when I picture a room in a play party house.

I pick myself off the bed and wander over to the large mirror by the door, getting lost in my own reflection for a moment before I remember that it’s not just a mirror, but a viewing window.

David and countless other people could be on the other side right now, watching us.

I hear you walking up behind me, and… you plant a kiss in my hair, wrapping your arms around me tight. I feel goosebumps rising all along my arms.

Tonight I’m wearing your favorite lingerie, in her favorite color. It seemed like the perfect outfit for this occasion.

“You’re going to have an amazing time tonight, love.”

“You, too?”

“What, are you kidding? Watching you with her…

it’s going to be great. For all of us.”

We’ve been to Euphoria a few times now, us plus David and Alyssa. We’ve traded partners, we’ve taken turns. We’ve watched you and David with other women.

You two have watched us with other men.

But something we haven’t done yet is… me and Alyssa.

Alone.

Not that I’ve been avoiding it, it’s just… realizing I’m bisexual has brought up some feelings.

The whole thing has just caught me by surprise.

Exploring with her in the last few months has made me rethink a lot of interactions I’ve had in my life. Spending time at Euphoria has uncovered a lot of things about myself that I never realized before.

“Hey…”

Alyssa emerges from the bathroom, her hair spilling down her shoulders from the messy bun it was just in.

She looks… incredible…

You plant a soft peck on my cheek and settle back onto the couch facing us.

She takes my hand in hers and gives it a soft squeeze.

“Just focus on me, okay?”

“That will not be a problem.

You look… wow.”

My hands instinctively wrap around her waist as she pulls close. Her lips meet mine before I can say anything else.

Her lips are so soft. I’ve missed them even though it’s only been a few days since our last date.

I love the way she kisses me lightly a few times before letting her tongue slip into my mouth. The taste of her lips… just the feeling of being with her… it’s making me relax already.

“I want you…”

“You want me to what, baby?”

“No, I want to play with you… while everyone watches.”

“Show her how much you want her.”

I trail my lips across her jaw… then down her neck. My teeth sink into her soft skin as I roam my hands across her body, touching and squeezing everywhere I can. She smells like lavender and coconut.

“Mmm…”

I suck gently on her neck as my hand slides down her body. I trace a line across the waistband of her underwear before sliding inside them. My heart starts to race as I part her lips and settle my fingers onto her clit.

I glance over to you, and your hand is gently stroking your cock through your pants.

You fumble a bit with the zipper, not daring to take your eyes off of us.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

My fingers move a little faster around her clit, and I can’t focus on anything other than how warm and wet her pussy feels, how every delicious sound she’s making is because of me.

“Touch me? I want to feel you.”

She leans into me, kissing my neck and chest, working to free my tits from my bra before taking them in her mouth. She bites and kisses my skin, moaning softly as my fingers play with her clit.

“Yeah, she loves having her tits played with. Keep doing that.”

“Yes, please. Keep going. That feels so good.”

“You like it when I play with your clit like this?

You’re already getting so wet for me.”

“Yes. I want more, baby.”

There’s something about the energy when we’re together—she makes me bold.

A little reckless.

She makes me feel like I can do anything.

I glance over at you with your cock in your hand and that sharp look in your eyes. You nod, encouraging me to let loose and see where this energy will take me.

“I want to make you passion for me. You want that, don’t you? You want my fingers fucking you until you passion all over them?”

“Yes, fuck me…”

I slide my fingers down to her entrance.

I don’t hesitate before sliding two of them gently inside. I know she can take it. She’s so good at this part.

“Yeah, you like that?

You can moan louder for me.”

I take her jaw in my hand and tilt her head up a little so she’s looking at me.

I want to watch her face as she passion for me. I want to see how good I’m making her feel.

I add another finger and push deeper inside her pussy, a little harder and faster than before. I can feel my fingertips brushing against her G-spot.

I know just how she likes it: hard and fast and then soft, just like me.

My thrusts become harder and faster and I can tell she’s getting close.

I pull her face towards me and kiss her deeply just as I feel that she’s about to passion.

“Yeah, baby—keep going. Make her passion all over those fingers.”

I leave my fingers deep inside her and tease just the right spot with my fingertips, over and over again, until I feel a warm burst of wetness coating my palm.

“Oh my god. Oh god, you are getting so good at that.”

“I learned from the best.”