He filmed us in the campsite shower, and we made him pay for it

Few things are as comforting as a shower after sex. Lucía and I knew that well that afternoon, with our bodies still sticky and our legs a little weak after a long while rolling around in her camper van. There was no need to say it out loud: we grabbed our towels and headed for the campsite bathrooms almost at the same time.

On the way we ran into the guys, who were coming back from a run by the pine grove, panting and sweaty. Hugo ran his eyes over me with such shamelessness that I felt my nipples harden instantly. Noelia, who was walking beside him, watched us curiously, and I’d swear she guessed perfectly what we had just been doing.

—Enjoy the shower —she said, with a half smile.

We kept walking without answering. The cubicles were spacious, with a small anteroom for leaving your clothes and, at the back, the shower tray. We went into one together without even considering separating. We undressed slowly and stood under the stream, pressed against each other.

I soon felt Lucía’s hands sliding down my back, down to my ass and back up again.

—I’ll soap you up —she whispered.

Her fingers ran over my ass, covering it in foam. When she slipped a hand between my thighs, I spread my legs almost without thinking, letting her reach my sex from behind. She caressed me on the outside, not going in, even though I wanted it with a urgency that surprised even me.

I felt her breasts press against my back and her hands travel up my stomach. A shiver ran through me. I heard her sigh very close to my ear while her palms reached my breasts and her fingers slid over my tight nipples.

—Mmm. Yours get so hard —she murmured.

—Yours too. I can feel them on my back —I answered, breathless.

She lingered for a moment and then one of her hands went down again. I was already completely aroused when one of her fingers parted my lips and traced them from bottom to top, stopping right on the swollen clit.

—This one’s hard too —she said quietly.

I moaned in answer. Her finger stroked it and pressed it, and my body responded with little tremors. I leaned my head against her shoulder, letting myself go, until I felt the first spasms warning of my orgasm.

Just then I heard someone come into the next cubicle. I had to put a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans while Lucía’s fingers made me come and her lips trailed along my neck. I was left limp against her for a moment before turning and finding her mouth with mine.

Her lips parted to receive my tongue and we started kissing hungrily. My hands found her big breasts and discovered two rock-hard nipples that I wasted no time trapping between my lips. I licked them, nibbled carefully, sucked them while she pressed my head against her chest and sighed softly.

I kissed my way down her stomach until I was squatting in front of her. Lucía leaned her back against the wall and spread her legs a little. I opened her lips with my tongue and sank into her deepest place. She smelled clean, of soap and desire. I traced her sex from bottom to top until I reached the swollen clit.

I circled it slowly with the tip of my tongue before resting it right on top, and I felt her whole body tense. I heard her sigh while I stroked it, wrapped it between my lips and ran my tongue over it again, feeling her shudder at every touch.

—Fuck, don’t stop —she panted, holding my head—. Feels so good.

It didn’t take long for her to stiffen. Her wetness flooded my face while she trembled, biting her lip so she wouldn’t make a sound, because someone was still showering on the other side of the partition. When the shaking stopped, she made me stand up and we kissed softly, caressing each other.

—Thank you —she said, her breath coming in broken gasps—. It’s the first time a woman’s ever made me come like that. It was brutal.

—My best orgasms have always come from a woman —I admitted, smiling—. But I’ll deny saying that in front of Diego.

She laughed, and we finished soaping each other up without rushing. We got out, got dressed, and started back toward the camper vans.

***

In the distance I saw a guy walking quickly away along the gravel path.

—Wasn’t that Hugo? —I asked.

—Yeah. I think so —Lucía replied, frowning.

We reached our pitches and found Diego and Noelia sitting outside with beers. We chatted for a while. At some point Noelia casually mentioned that Hugo had already showered earlier. Lucía and I looked at each other without saying anything, but a bad feeling started to settle in my stomach.

We made dinner together. Noelia went to fetch Hugo from his camper van and came back laughing under her breath, with him behind her. The guy avoided looking us in the face, and then I understood it: he’d seen something, or heard something, from the next cubicle.

When we finished dinner, Hugo withdrew at once and Diego went off to shower, leaving the three of us alone around the table.

—What were you laughing about earlier? —Lucía asked Noelia.

—When?

—When you came back after looking for Hugo.

—Oh, that. —She hesitated—. I don’t know if I should tell you.

—Something tells me you’re dying to —I cut in—. Come on. Spit it out.

—Better I show you.

She took out her phone and turned it toward us. On the screen, Hugo was sitting on the bed in his camper van, looking at his own phone. And, with no attempt whatsoever to hide it, masturbating.

—You nosy bitch. Leave the poor guy alone —Lucía said, half laughing, half scandalized.

—Poor, but well endowed —I commented.

The photo showed him gripping his cock with one hand and still a good part of it was sticking out. Not too thick, but long and prominent, with the pink head peeking out.

—What you can’t see is what he was looking at on his phone —Noelia added, enjoying the moment.

—Porn, I guess —said Lucía.

—Porn, yes. But homemade.

Lucía looked at her without understanding. I, on the other hand, put the pieces together in an instant.

—He filmed us in the shower —I said slowly—. You and me. Am I wrong?

Noelia took a second to answer, although it was obvious she’d been dying to let it out all night.

—Nope. It was you two.

Lucía put a hand over her mouth, shocked and furious at the same time.

—What? He’s going to regret this.

—I didn’t tell you anything —Noelia defended herself, getting up—. More than that, I’m going to the shower and you can do whatever you want.

—Then you can go back with Diego —I shot back at her.

I said it in a tone that made her stop and stare at me. I smiled to make it clear what I meant. She left without answering, though she held my gaze a moment longer than necessary.

—That kid has no idea what’s coming for him —Lucía snorted.

—Relax. Don’t tell him anything yet.

—What do you mean, don’t tell him? What’s this about filming us in the shower?

—Shall we teach him a lesson? —I suggested—. Let him see live what he’s got recorded. But first we delete it.

—You’re crazy!

—I’m going. Your call.

***

I got up and walked over to the door of his camper van. Before going in, I could already feel Lucía’s presence behind me. Clearly, she hadn’t thought about it too hard before deciding to follow me.

I opened the door without knocking. Hugo was sitting there with his phone in hand and, when he saw us, tried to hide it in a hurry.

—Don’t move. Give it to me —I ordered.

I was so blunt that I left him no other choice. He handed it over with the screen still unlocked, so it was easy enough for me to get to the video folder. I opened the first clip. Sure enough, there were Lucía and me in the shower, kissing after I’d come. The video ended while we were soaping each other up, calm again. Lucía watched it with her eyes wide open, not saying a word.

I deleted it in front of him and handed the phone back. Hugo stared at us, scared and embarrassed, not knowing where to put himself.

—What? Did you like watching us? Did it turn you on? —I asked, crossing my arms under my breasts.

He looked away, unable to get a word out.

—Stand up.

The poor guy obeyed, trying to hide the bulge in his pants.

—Don’t cover yourself. Did seeing us in a video do this to you? —I moved behind Lucía and lifted her T-shirt, leaving her huge breasts bare—. Or this?

Hugo glanced sideways and swallowed without answering. I took off my T-shirt too and stood beside her. Never taking my eyes off him, I grabbed Lucía’s breasts and lowered my head to lick one of her nipples, which stiffened immediately.

The bulge in his pants was growing, and he again brought his hands in front of him.

—Don’t cover yourself —I repeated.

I pulled Lucía’s pants down and left her completely naked. By the way, her eyes were shining with pure excitement at everything we were doing.

—Is this what you were looking at? —I stripped myself too in front of him—. Were you masturbating to this?

Hugo was red to the ears, but his gaze was already traveling over our bodies without shame. I looked at Lucía, who in turn kept her eyes on the bulge in his pants.

—Tell him to strip —I asked her.

She looked at me fixedly, without opening her mouth, so I turned back to the guy. Before I could speak, I heard Lucía’s hesitant voice.

—Take your clothes off.

Hugo didn’t react. I took two steps, got behind him and took off his T-shirt myself.

—Finish the job yourself.

Hesitantly, he took his hands to the waistband of his pants and pulled them off, ending up naked, though with his hands barely covering his erection. I went back to Lucía, who couldn’t take her eyes off him.

—Take your hands away. Let us see it.

With his lean, hairless body in front of the two of us, it cost him to move them. When he did, a long cock appeared before us, not very thick but very defined, ending in a shiny head a little wider than the shaft.

—Mmm. The kid’s well endowed. Don’t you think? —I said to Lucía.

I grabbed her hand and, more or less by force, pulled it until I placed it pressed against his back, while I pressed myself against him from the front. With my breasts against his chest, feeling his cock digging into my stomach, I made Lucía wrap her arms around his waist and take hold of him.

Hugo, watching us like a frightened animal, breathed faster and faster as he felt our naked bodies pressed against his and Lucía’s hands encircling him.

—Were you imagining this while you watched the video? —I asked him.

All he could do was shake his head, never taking his eyes off me. I covered Lucía’s hands with mine and started moving them slowly, jerking him off between the two of us. I gave him a soft kiss on the lips and went lower, stopping to lick his nipples and nip them with my lips, until I drew a small moan from him.

I kept going down until I was squatting in front of him, with his cock at mouth level. Lucía kept moving one hand at the base while with the other she caressed his torso. More than half of it was still sticking out when I brought my lips to it. On the tip of the head, a few drops shone, which I gathered with my tongue before running it around the rim.

I heard him moan, tense, when I took him in my mouth and slid my tongue over him. I rested my hands on his firm thighs and let him in very slowly, until I touched Lucía’s hand, then pulled him back out just as slowly. His legs were trembling nonstop. When I grabbed his balls and squeezed them a little, he gave a small jolt.

Lucía soon knelt beside me and, between the two of us, we started licking and kissing his cock. A moment later I gave her my place and moved behind him. I lifted one leg, bracing it against the sofa, and spread his ass cheeks with my hands, while I watched his cock disappear almost entirely into Lucía’s mouth.

From behind I started running my tongue around his asshole, without actually touching it, playing with the anticipation. I took his balls again. Then I slid my tongue just over it and felt him clench. I pressed the tip against it and slipped it in for barely a second.

While Lucía kept licking him in front, I moistened a finger and rested it on the same spot, sinking in only the fingertip. I stayed still, feeling his muscles squeeze it, before pushing a little farther.

—Bet you weren’t fantasizing about this? —I whispered in his ear, standing behind him, never stopping my hand.

Lucía had slipped his cock between her breasts and was jerking him off with them, licking the head whenever it poked out. Suddenly Hugo went rigid and blasted a couple of spurts straight into her mouth. It was so much that she choked and started coughing, spilling a good part of it over her breasts.

When she pulled away, I dragged Hugo toward the back of the camper van and made him lie down on the bed. I spread his legs, knelt in front of him and stroked his cock, which was still hard enough. I looked him in the face and, smiling, lowered my head to lick it again. I felt it stiffen back up little by little.

After a few last kisses I straddled him, with my back to him. He guided it himself as I sat down on him, feeling it slide all the way in. I could feel it pulsing inside me as I started moving, rising until only the head stayed in and then lowering again.

Lucía was watching us without deciding, so I pulled her in.

—Sit on his face. Make him lick you properly.

She didn’t think twice and headed for the head of the bed. I couldn’t see her, but I could hear her moan while Hugo’s cock went in and out of me. I hadn’t even been riding him for two minutes when the camper van door flew open and I saw Noelia and Diego walk in.