The Secret Date After the Partner Swap

Damián looked at himself in the elevator mirror as he went up to the fifth floor. His shirt was half-tucked into his pants and his jaw was clenched. The doors opened with a dry screech and he stepped out onto the landing, phone in hand, studying the apartment numbers as if it were the first time he’d ever set foot in that building.

The door at the far end was barely ajar. Carla was watching him through the peephole and, recognizing him, made a quick gesture for him to come in quietly.

—Shhh… this way —she whispered.

Damián went in and she shut the door immediately, pressing her ear to the wood for a few seconds.

—Didn’t you run into anyone in the lobby?

—Relax. Nobody saw me.

—Sure? I’m shaking, I swear.

—I can see that —he said, and silenced her with a kiss.

Carla let herself be carried away. One of her hands tangled in Damián’s hair and the other went to his back almost by instinct. He held her by the waist, slid his palms down to the start of her ass, and gave her a slap that sounded soft but firm.

—Ugh… I’m so turned on —she said, pulling away for a second—. Do we do it in the bedroom or here? It’s the first time I’ve done something like this without my husband nearby. I don’t know how it works.

—Wherever you want, Carla.

—Don’t tell me that, I’m a disaster. I don’t even understand how we ended up in this.

—You were the one who insisted. You even sent me photos.

—I know.

Damián kissed her again, this time more slowly. They backed up together until Carla’s back hit the wall in the entryway. Feeling the cold contact, she came undone. Her hands began to roam over his body, clumsily tugging at the hem of his T-shirt.

Damián pulled it off in one motion. Carla did the same with hers and stood facing him with her bra still on. She ran a hand over his chest and licked her lips without hiding it. He was more direct: with a single gesture he lowered the cups, took her breasts in both hands, and started sucking on them.

His tongue traced the outline of her nipples. He sucked them with his mouth open, taking in as much as he could while squeezing with his fingers. Carla leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes. A sigh slipped out between her teeth.

They looked at each other for several long seconds. Then Damián knelt down and yanked off her pants and underwear in one pull. Carla never took her eyes off him, tense, expectant. She knew perfectly well what was coming and waited for it with a mix of desire and nerves.

He scattered kisses over her belly, over the sides of her abdomen, and began to move down toward her pubis very slowly.

—Stop, stop, stop!

—What’s wrong? Do you want to stop?

—No, nothing like that! I want you to do me in bed. I’m already too turned on.

—But we haven’t even started. This is nothing.

—It’s just that it’s been a long time since I felt something like this.

Damián didn’t know what to say. Carla took the lead and walked down the hallway toward the bedroom at the back. He stayed still, watching her go. She had a tight body, fair skin, with the faint mark of a bikini on her ass. She walked with a sway that seemed deliberate.

—Are you coming or not? —she asked from the bedroom doorway.

—Yeah, of course. I got distracted looking at your ass.

—You really like it? —She grabbed her ass from underneath and shook it twice with her fingers.

—A lot. I’d do anything to it —Damián replied, giving it a slap as he passed.

—Ugh, the things I’d let you do to me.

—Get on your knees there —he said, nudging her a little by the back—. Like that. Spread your knees. Push your ass back.

—But what are you going to do? —she asked with a hint of alarm—. Not in the ass, huh!

—Just eating.

—Eating what?

—Eating your ass. I know you don’t fuck right off the bat like that. Don’t you like it?

—I honestly don’t know. No one’s ever done it to me.

Damián settled behind her, spread her cheeks apart with both hands, and buried himself between them. His tongue first touched the entrance to her vagina, already wet, and then climbed up to her anus. He traced it with the tip, slowly at first, then with more force. Carla’s ass clenched several times, and that excited him even more. He started biting, sucking, pushing with his tongue without holding back.

Carla tried to say again that not in the ass, but her moans swallowed the sentence. Wordlessly, both of them fell into the same rhythm.

Damián kept devouring her while searching for her clit with the fingers of his other hand. She moved her hips, arched her back, unsure whether to beg for mercy or give herself over completely.

—Let me touch myself —she said breathlessly, pushing his hand away—. You focus on the other thing.

Damián obeyed. He sucked two fingers and slid them into her pussy. Carla rotated her hips to open herself wider. He moved his fingers slowly at first, then harder.

—Put them in! Get them in already!

—Didn’t you tell me not to yell? —he said with a smirk, pushing his fingers all the way in.

—Fuck you! —she huffed.

Damián used another finger to enter her ass at the same time, syncing both movements. Carla let out a long, hoarse moan.

—My ass… oh, oh!

—Let go. Let it all go —he said through clenched teeth.

—God… this is what you do to Lucía… —she murmured between gasps. Lucía was Damián’s partner.

—I do it worse to her —he answered, and bit into her cheek.

The moans mixed with the wet sound of his fingers. Carla bit the pillow so she wouldn’t scream, but the noise still escaped her. Her back shone with sweat. Her pale ass had turned a deep pink. Her clit peeked out swollen between the folds.

Some drops splattered between her thighs. Her feet moved nonstop. Her whole body tensed all at once and a muffled cry escaped into the sheets. Damián’s forearms stood out, veins bulging. Carla collapsed onto the bed, trembling. He sat on the edge, spent, and gave her a half-smile.

—Fuck. You held out well —he said, still out of breath.

—This is what I wanted. For you to use me like you use Lucía. Not the way my guy does it to me.

—Then Mateo needs to learn. I’ll give him lessons if he wants.

—You saw in the foursome. Lucía lasted one blowjob and then I had to share you.

***

They spent a few minutes sprawled on the bed, avoiding the damp spot in the middle. Carla propped herself up on one elbow and looked at Damián’s body. She sighed and ran her fingertips from his chest down to halfway along his thighs. She stopped at his cock, still only half-hard.

—What a joy. Even like this, relaxed, it’s a pleasure to look at.

—Thanks, I guess.

—I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to him.

—Then give him kisses if you’re such good friends now.

Carla crawled across the mattress to get closer. She held his cock with two fingers, moved it to the side, and began kissing it from the base to the tip. She took it into her mouth and worked it down until she swallowed it whole. As she pulled it out, he was already hard again. She ran her tongue along the frenulum, tracing the ridge of his shaft. Damián accompanied her with a hand on the back of her neck.

—Mmmh… bbeetter llemme doo iit myy wayy —she said without taking his cock out of her mouth.

—Sorry. It’s just that I have to touch you. It’s instinctive.

Carla settled half-lying across his legs. Damián let his knees fall outward. Still not letting go of him, she lifted her feet and slapped one ass cheek, then winked. He understood immediately. He stretched out his arms and started giving her loud, sharp smacks, the kind that sting.

—But don’t overdo it! —she protested a second later.

—You provoke me. Those cheeks, that little ass.

—It all lleads somewherre —she murmured with his cock back in her mouth.

He shifted to get a better angle at her crotch. Now her head was almost trapped between Damián’s thighs. Carla liked feeling how his cock grew inside her mouth until it made her gag a little. She worked her throat so she’d never let it go.

At that moment a phone rang. Damián glanced at the screen, dismissed it, and said:

—It’s Lucía. Nothing important. I’ll answer later.

His hands went back to Carla’s ass. He moved her cheeks in circles, searched for the openings with his fingertips. Everything was still hot, everything was still wet.

—That’s ready now. Shall we put it in and enjoy it? —she asked.

—Your holes are ready too, I’d say.

—Ugh, of course they are. They don’t even close anymore. They just keep throbbing.

They both laughed.

—Do me like the other day, at the swap. That drove me crazy. No one’s ever fucked me like that. Lucía is lucky.

—On all fours?

—No! The other way. Today, without my husband, I’m not holding back. I’m going to give it everything. In every sense.

—I’ll take note of that “everything” —he said with a half-smile.

—Give me rubber, I’m going to wear it out.

—Wait, Damián. Do you only fuck Lucía?

—Yeah. Except for the occasional time like the other day with you all. But that’s very, very rarely.

—Me too, only with Mateo. The other day I didn’t say it, but now that I know what this is like… do you mind if we do it without a condom? I want to feel everything inside as much as possible.

Damián was left holding the unopened condom wrapper in his hand.

—I’m on the pill, no problem. You can come outside or in my ass. If you want we can use a condom, it was just a suggestion. A fantasy of mine since that night.

—What you want is a lot of cum.

—As much as possible.

While they talked, Carla had already settled on top of him to ride him face to face. She lowered herself slowly and felt him enter all the way.

—Ugh, that feels so good, Dami. Leave me like this for a moment and then give me more.

Damián leaned back on his elbows. Carla started moving in circles, bouncing softly. Sometimes she held her breasts, pinched her nipples. He encouraged her while fiddling with his smartwatch.

—What are you doing?

—Nothing. Answering Lucía.

—Aren’t I interesting to you? —she asked with a pout.

—Very much so. That’s exactly why I’m answering her, so she doesn’t get the idea of coming to look for me.

Damián’s balls slapped in rhythm with the bouncing. Some droplets sprang from where they were joined and ran down their groins until they disappeared into the sheets.

Carla began to tire and slowed down. Damián took control. He planted his feet on the bed, bent his knees, and raised his hips with her on top. Then he grabbed her ankles and opened them as if directing airport traffic. He penetrated her deeper with every movement. Carla lay back, like on a human hammock.

—This! This is it! Come on, Damián!

—You like it?

—More than anything. I don’t know how you do it. I’ve never felt one so deep. Don’t stop, don’t stop.

Damián held both ankles with one hand and braced himself with the other to lift her pelvis higher. He fucked her in the air while making her ass bounce against his stomach.

—Fuck, Dami, oh, oh —she moaned with every thrust—. I can feel it in my stomach. Leave it in me for a second so I can enjoy it. What a rush. You’d be the only one to stick it in my ass if I enjoy it like this.

—That would be more intense —he huffed, keeping her pelvis raised.

—Ugh, ugh… if you want to use my ass, I’ll let you. I’m unleashed.

—Like this, without prepping? Better not. I’ll tear you open.

—Goddessss, split me open. Open me up —she said, clenching her teeth.

Damián stopped for a second to catch his breath. With his hand he motioned for Carla to turn around without getting off him. She obeyed clumsily, the anal already starting in her head. She ended up on her knees with the tops of her feet on the bed, facing toward his feet. She moved her hips slowly, spread her cheeks apart with her hands.

Damián laughed, torn between arousal and nerves. He moved her hands away from her ass and let her cheeks move on their own. He pushed her by the back so she lay across his thighs. Carla waited tensely, holding her breath. Her vagina and anus were clenching out of sync.

Slap! One smack. Carla jolted but slid her hips backward asking for more. Damián gave her two more slaps.

—Give it to me, give it to me! It’s for you. Don’t you want to try it out? —she said with irony.

—Like this? —he replied, and suddenly shoved a finger into her ass.

—Aahh, yes, like that, like that!

—It’s just one finger.

—I know, I know —Carla huffed.

Damián pushed her by the back again and took advantage of it to wrap his legs around her, bringing his feet up to her nape. She relaxed and let her legs drop to his shoulders. Damián moved the finger inside Carla’s ass and began forcing in a second. With his free hand he was smacking her.

They were smacks that in theory should have relaxed her, but they only turned her on more. Her glutes tightened and released in time with the pleasure, staying tense longer and longer. Damián, unable to move his fingers inside her, fucked her with his cock more intensely. Their breathing sped up until it covered everything.

—God! I’m coming! Don’t stop, don’t stop.

—Come on! Clench me and I’ll come too!

—Yeah, yeah, give it to me in the ass, fuck me hard.

—Aarrgh!

—I can feel it! I can feel it! Your cock’s exploding. Ugh, you’re filling me up —Carla gasped.

Damián went rigid in a way that left him only able to brace himself on his coccyx and lower back. He spanked Carla’s ass to release the tension, squeezed his eyes shut, and opened his mouth. Those were endless seconds until the fall.

—Ugh, what a load. Sorry about the ass thing, I couldn’t control myself.

—Not at all. I loved feeling it like that. I came too, that’s why I was screaming. You got me so fucking turned on. So animal, so instinctive. The way you held me, the way your cock exploded inside me, the fingers in my ass, the slaps. I hadn’t had sex like that in a long time.

—Did you enjoy it?

—What do you think?

—I don’t know. Since you wanted something more than fingers in your ass… —he said with irony.

—Ugh, the habit of finishing fast and not leaving time for more. Now I don’t know if I’ll be able to do anal with you, but I need to try. See if I can stand that intensity and go all the way. No one’s ever filled me with hot cum there. And no one’s ever fucked me like you.

—Another day, more calmly, we’ll try it. Anal isn’t for doing in a foursome or in the heat of the moment. That’s something to enjoy slowly.

—By the way. Do you have more messages from Lucía? Because I’ve got several WhatsApps and two missed calls from Mateo.