I Accepted the Trip with Both of Them and Didn’t Regret It

I was alone at home, drinking a freshly made black coffee, thinking about how much my life had changed. From being a woman with very little experience—I arrived at my marriage a virgin, after three boyfriends who barely got as far as holding my hand—to discovering real pleasure with my husband. For years I had eyes for no one else. I was satisfied, complete, sure it would always be that way.

But after ten years, a long illness of Gabriel’s changed everything. Suddenly I stopped being the wife of one man and began to get to know all kinds of others: from a repair technician who came to fix something at the house to my cousin Andrés, not to mention friends and acquaintances I would never have imagined.

That morning I was thinking about it with a strange mix of nostalgia and turn-on. I pressed my legs together as I felt desire flood me. The night before, Gabriel had come looking for me, but with so much eagerness to penetrate me that he completely forgot about me, and left me burning and unsatisfied until dawn.

The memory of Iván and Damián came to mind. One afternoon the three of us went to Damián’s apartment, and what happened there was beyond words. On the way back, still on the avenue, Iván settled in the back seat with me and made me his until he came inside. Another time he put me on all fours and came in from behind, spilling the last jet over my ass. I stroked them without realizing it, lost in the memory.

The phone rang. As if I had summoned them, it was Damián.

—What are you doing? —he asked.

—Nothing, just having coffee before starting the day —I answered.

—Bored, then?

—Mmm, a little —I laughed.

—What if you come with us to Valle de Bravo? You’ll clear your head.

—With who are you going, and for what?

—It just occurred to me right now. Iván came by, asked about you, I told him it had been a while since I’d seen you and he suggested I call you so we could see each other, the three of us.

—That would be nice, but it’s a weekday and that makes things complicated. I don’t know if Gabriel will come home for lunch.

—Call him with the excuse that you’re going to see a friend or your sister. That way you’ll know whether he’s coming back early or not. Come on, it’s going to be fun.

—Let me check and I’ll call you back, okay?

I called my husband. No problem: he was tied up with some estimates, would probably not eat at home and would get home after work. He’d let me know. I hung up with my pulse racing and dialed Damián again.

—I’ll go with you, but I want to be back before six.

—Of course, pretty thing, don’t worry about that. We’re coming by for you now.

—Okay. While I shower and get dressed.

—Don’t you want me to scrub your back? —he said, laughing.

—No, smartass —I answered, and ended the call.

I got into the shower pretty turned on by the idea. I was so sensitive that I touched myself a little, slowly, without finishing. I got dressed in a beige miniskirt, a sky-blue blouse, and a tight white lace set that barely covered my ass, with a demi-cup bra. I left a couple of buttons undone and put on just a little makeup. At the last moment I tossed a pink bikini and an extra pair of panties into my bag.

***

They arrived, I opened the door for them, and they went into the living room while I finished getting ready. The three of us set off for Valle de Bravo in the front seat, chatting, and we hadn’t even gone five minutes when Iván started groping me.

—I love how you dressed —he murmured.

—There’s nothing special about it —I answered, without moving his hand off my leg.

He tucked my hair behind my ear and kissed my neck until my skin broke out in goosebumps.

—Hold still —I protested without conviction.

But he kept going. One finger trailed down my cleavage while the other hand moved along my thigh, toward the inside of my skirt. I was so sensitive since early morning that I got wet right away, and he noticed it when his fingertip brushed my sex. I moaned softly.

Damián glanced over for a second from the wheel.

—Counting money in front of the poor? Don’t be like that —he said, and touched his crotch.

I looked at him, smiling.

—At this rate we’re never going to get there —I said, sliding my hand along his thigh to the bulge already distorting his pants.

At every red light Damián kissed me and made me squeeze his sex, getting harder and harder. Once we left the city and got onto the highway, he pulled it out himself, and I started stroking him with my left hand while Iván continued with his right, searching for my nipple with his tongue between the lace of my bra.

I leaned down to suck Damián off. Iván pulled my skirt up to my waist and tried to pull my panties down to get in, but it was awkward, so he parted me with his fingers and rubbed my clit. I kept my mouth on Damián until, without letting go of the accelerator, he stretched his legs and came just before the toll booth. That’s when Iván took advantage and moved to the back seat, taking my hand and inviting me to do the same.

Once in the back seat, with the car moving again, we continued calmly, more comfortably. I was boiling. I kissed him hungrily, let his hands roam over my entire body. He took off my blouse and tossed it to the front seat. He laid me back, kissed my breasts first over the bra and then without it, and ended up stripping me completely.

He gave me such a delicious blowjob that within minutes I came. I pressed his head against me and shook all over, soaking his mouth.

He took off his shirt, pulled down his pants together with his underwear, and went in all the way. I moaned without restraint, so much that even Damián looked back from the wheel. I wrapped my legs around his waist and, with my hands on his ass, pulled him toward me. I had three orgasms in a row that left me trembling, and another one when he came inside.

***

We stopped at a quesadilla stand halfway down the road. I didn’t want to get out because I was barely getting dressed, so we parked far from the people. Iván brought me some quesadillas and a pot coffee. Before I put my skirt on, he bent me over on all fours beside the car’s open door.

He moved my panties aside without taking them off, licked me slowly, and opened me with one finger and then two. When I was ready, standing outside the car, he entered from behind little by little until I felt his groin against my ass. With his hands on my shoulders he slammed into me so hard I had to lean on the seat so I wouldn’t fall flat on my face. He finished inside, and without stopping moving, rubbed me until I came again. I got dressed and we ate breakfast right there, in the car, as if nothing had happened.

***

Damián came back from the stalls, handed Iván the keys so he could drive, and got in the back with me. He stared at me, and I understood perfectly what he wanted. I kissed him and stroked the bulge, which reacted immediately. I pulled down his pants and his sex came out, long and hard. I traced it all the way with my tongue, from top to bottom, until I kissed his balls. He only sighed and stroked my hair.

When he was ready, I turned my back to him, lifted my skirt, and he, moving my panties aside, guided himself inside. He went in easily because I was so lubricated.

—Well, all of it went to you —he said.

I looked at him, smiling. He turned toward Iván.

—You’re an asshole —he snapped at him, laughing.

I rode him with my panties on until he came. We rested a good while like that, me sitting on top of him, until he softened and I settled beside him.

After a while chatting and listening to music, Damián started again. He unbuttoned my blouse, kissed my breasts, and stroked me between my legs. We lay on our sides, I took off my panties, lifted my leg over his hip, and he penetrated me like that, slowly, with movements that were slow but exquisite. When I was about to come, he got on top of me and slammed into me hard until we finished almost at the same time. He got his clothes back in order, I stayed lying there with my legs over him, and I fell asleep until we got to the hotel.

***

Iván booked a room with a private pool. I went into the bathroom, washed my panties, took a quick shower, and put on the pink bikini. When I came out I didn’t see them, but I heard their voices and walked toward the pool.

—I made you a drink —said Damián, holding out the glass to me. They were both already in the water.

—What, do I look bad? —I asked, turning so they could appreciate the bikini.

—On the contrary, pretty thing, you look incredible. That bikini shows off everything —Damián said, gallantly.

I went down the steps. Iván smiled.

—Though it’d be better if you came in without it, so we’d be even.

I entered on his side and, through the water, could see that he was completely naked and hard.

—But you’re naked! —I said.

—We didn’t bring swimsuits, since the trip came up out of nowhere —Damián excused himself, while Iván laughed at my shocked face.

Iván came closer to kiss me. I put my hands under the water and took his sex. Damián came from the other side and, between the two of them, they took off the top of my bikini and claimed my breasts. I ended up in the middle, with a sex in each hand, masturbating them both at once.

We moved away from the edge. Iván stood in front of me, Damián behind me, caressing my ass and pulling down my bikini panties. Iván slowly licked and bit my nipples, his sex brushing my lips in the water. The two of them together had me on the edge.

With those touches and Damián’s hands on my back, I came quickly. I moaned not caring about anything and lifted my legs to Iván’s waist, and he took advantage to enter and speed up my pleasure, lifting and lowering me with his firm hands on my ass.

Damián, from behind, was kissing my back and looking for the other opening. Iván understood: he moved to the edge, braced himself against the wall, and spread my ass cheeks with his hands, giving Damián a clear view. He went in from behind as much as he could. Iván hugged and kissed me while Damián moved me.

Both sexes were coming in and out at the same time. It was a strange, intense pleasure, feeling myself filled on both sides at once. That’s how they took me, Iván in front and Damián behind, until Damián came first in back and, seconds later, Iván came inside me, in an orgasm I couldn’t even count anymore.

We showered, went downtown to eat and take a walk, and returned to the city. They dropped me off at home, I went upstairs to my room, and I fell deeply asleep, until Gabriel woke me when he got back from work.