The Night My Friends Got Me into a Threesome

My girlfriend had left me a few days earlier, and although I can talk about it calmly now, that week I felt like absolute shit. She wasn't the love of my life, not by a long shot, but it still hurts when someone dumps you out of nowhere, especially when you're left with the feeling that they traded you in for a more comfortable routine. I spent two nights brooding, smoking too much, and asking myself stupid questions that served no purpose.

The only one who put up with me without looking annoyed was Darío, my best friend for years. He listened to me, let me vent, and, as if he knew what I needed wasn't advice but a distraction, called me on Saturday to tell me to go out with him and his girlfriend. The idea of playing third wheel sounded like punishment, but I was alone, it was August, and the city seemed deserted, so I agreed.

I went to pick them up in my car at dusk. When she came out of the building first, I immediately understood that the night wasn't going to be easy for me. Her name was Vera, and she was wearing a skirt so short that every step revealed the tops of thighs bronzed by the sun; above it, a tiny top left her stomach bare and showed a cleavage that was hard to look at without seeming like an idiot.

The worst part wasn't just how good she looked. It was the naturalness with which she carried it all, the way she smiled, as if she knew perfectly well what effect she had and enjoyed it. She had a sweet face, light eyes, and straight hair that kept slipping off her shoulder. Beside her, Darío and I looked like two ordinary guys in T-shirts and jeans, which was exactly what we were.

The first hour was awkward. We went into half-empty bars, ordered something, and left again because there was no atmosphere anywhere. As we walked, they kissed, hugged, and touched each other with the confidence of a couple that had no need for modesty. And every so often Vera pressed herself too close to me, grabbed my arm, kissed me on the cheek, or brushed her breasts against me as she passed.

I couldn't tell whether it was a joke, a provocation, or simply the way she was. But every brush of contact got me hotter. I was miserable over my breakup, yes, but I was still a healthy man and she was outrageously hot. Watching Darío fondle her in front of me didn't depress me; it got me hard.

At one point I seriously considered leaving them alone, making up some excuse, and going home to jerk off in peace. My head was burning. Then Vera, as if she'd read exactly what was happening to me, suggested going to her parents' house—they were away—taking a swim in the pool, and opening a bottle of something strong.

—Come on, don't be such an old man —she said with a smile—. You're driving, so you decide when the night ends.

In reality, I did very little deciding. Since I had the only car, I ended up driving to a quiet development on the outskirts. Vera sat alone in the back, and in the rearview mirror I watched her cross and uncross her legs several times. One time, her skirt rode up too far and let me see a white thong clinging to her skin. She made no attempt to cover herself.

Darío sat beside me, talking about some pointless nonsense, but I could barely hear him. I was focused on the road and on that sight in the mirror. Every time I looked, I found her thighs spread and her eyes fixed on me, calm, almost amused. By the time I reached the house, my cock was already half hard.

It was a large, silent house, with the garden lit by low lights and the pool hidden behind a thick hedge. As soon as I parked, I turned off the engine, intending to stay a while and then leave. But Darío took the keys from the ignition and put them in his pocket.

—Don't even think about running away —he said.

—I didn't bring a swimsuit.

—Nobody asked you to —Vera snapped.

They grabbed me by both arms and dragged me, laughing, to the edge of the pool. I protested for show, because deep down I'd already let myself be carried away by the strange energy between the three of us. The water reflected the garden lights, and the air smelled of wet grass and chlorine.

Vera took off her sandals first. Then, without explaining herself or asking permission, she reached behind her and untied her top. She dropped it onto the grass in front of us. Her tits were left bare, firm, round, perfect, with pink nipples that hardened immediately in the night air.

I stared at her like an idiot.

—Close your mouth, or flies will get in —Darío teased from behind me.

Before I could react, he lifted my shirt and yanked it off me. I turned to complain, but then I felt his bare chest pressing against my back. He grabbed me around the waist and kissed my neck. Not a joking kiss. A slow, wet, deliberate kiss.

My nape went cold and my crotch caught fire at the same time.

—What the fuck are you doing, man? —I managed to say.

He gave a low laugh beside my ear.

—Relax. If you don't like it, you can stop us.

I would have answered something, but Vera had already come around in front of me. Her tits flattened against my chest, and she took my face in both hands to kiss me on the mouth. She slipped her tongue in without hesitation, as if she'd been waiting weeks to do it. She tasted of mild alcohol and mint, and she kissed with a confidence that wiped out any resistance.

When she opened my lips and I felt her tongue searching my mouth, I gave in. Not because they forced me, but because suddenly my whole body wanted exactly that. Darío kept kissing my neck from behind, Vera was making out with me from the front, and I was trapped between them, hard as a rock.

—Take off his skirt —Darío murmured.

I raised my hands, my trembling obvious, and found Vera's waist. She didn't even help me: she only looked me in the eyes as I slid the skirt down over her hips and let it fall around her ankles. She stepped through it, one leg and then the other, and stood in front of me wearing only a tiny thong that barely covered her pussy.

I put my hands on her ass and understood why Darío was so fucking hooked on this woman. Her buttocks were tight, hot, soft, and round. I finally squeezed them hard, and she let out a satisfied moan against my mouth. Behind me, Darío opened my pants and began lowering them calmly.

When I pulled back a little to look at him, I saw that he was undressing too. He took off his jeans and was left wearing a narrow black men's thong, outlining his hard cock to one side. I was so surprised that I let out a nervous laugh.

—Don't look at me like that —he said—. Tonight is about trying things.

He turned me toward him and kissed me. This time I kissed him back. I opened his mouth with my tongue and kissed him for real, with lust, feeling the brush of his short beard and the heat of his breath. My hands went to his bare ass, just as they had gone to Vera's, and I felt him tense beneath my fingers.

She pressed herself against my back and slipped one hand between us. She yanked my boxers down, freed my cock, and gripped it firmly, drawing a gasp from me. Darío already had his pressed against my belly; two naked bodies, hers entwining with mine, hands everywhere, saliva, broken breathing. There was no turning back.

—Now it's my turn —Vera said.

The two of us slowly pulled her thong down her legs. When she was completely naked, I looked her over without hiding it. Her pussy was shaved, already swollen with arousal, her lips glistening. The garden's soft light traced her skin, and all I could think about was burying my face there.

—Are you sure? —I asked, more because I needed to hear it than because I really doubted it.

—Very sure —Darío said.

—On your knees —she ordered with a smile.

I knelt on the grass in front of her body, and the first breath of her scent made me even harder. I kissed the inside of one thigh, then the other, slowly, while she stroked my hair. Then I spread her lips with my thumbs and ran my tongue from bottom to top in a single stroke, taking all her wetness into my mouth.

Vera let out a clear, shameless moan.

I kept licking her pussy hungrily, with no more hesitation. I pushed my tongue between her lips, circled her clitoris, went back down to the edge of her entrance, and came up again with pressure. Every time I focused on her clit, her knees trembled a little more. She held my head, not to pull me away but to press me deeper.

When I raised my eyes for a second, I saw that Darío had taken off his thong too. His cock was completely hard, shaved, thick, barely trembling with excitement. I'd seen it a thousand times in passing in locker rooms or on trips, but that night it was something else. He held out a hand without saying anything.

I took it, and without stopping eating Vera's pussy, lifted my other hand to wrap around his cock. It was hot, taut, alive. I stroked his shaft up and down, then, carried by a curiosity that no longer made sense to hide, leaned in and kissed the tip.

Darío let out a breath through his teeth.

—Fuck...

I continued a little longer with Vera until she made me stand up. Then they pushed me both into the pool, and I fell into the water amid laughter and a tremendous splash. When I lifted my head, they were already coming in behind me. Vera hung from my neck and kissed me; Darío pressed against my back and bit my shoulder. The water reached our chests, and everything was slicker, hotter, dirtier.

We touched each other underwater without being able to see exactly what every hand was doing, which made it even more erotic. I had one hand on one of Vera's tits and the other on Darío's cock. He jerked me off slowly underwater, squeezing the head between his fingers each time he stroked upward. Vera bit my lip while rubbing herself against my thigh.

—Make the most of it —Darío whispered.

I lowered my head and began licking Vera's tits. I ran my tongue over them in broad circles, kissed them all over, took a nipple into my mouth, and sucked until I felt it harden even more. She arched her back and let out a long moan. On the other side, Darío leaned over her other breast and nibbled it while continuing to stroke my cock underwater.

I touched him too. I moved my hand up and down carefully, feeling him shudder every time I brushed my thumb over the crown of his glans. There was nothing confusing about it anymore: touching him turned me on just as much as touching her. And accepting that, in the middle of that madness, turned me on even more.

—Let's go outside —Vera said breathlessly—. I want you both to fuck me.

She climbed out first by the steps, offering us an ass that was a moving provocation. I climbed out behind her, watching her legs spread a little with every step and the water run down her thighs. I noticed Darío's gaze fixed on my own ass as I climbed out, and the mere thought of him watching me got me hard again.

Vera got on all fours on a wide garden lounger. She spread her legs well and lowered her back, shamelessly showing us her wet pussy and raised ass. The scene was so brazen it almost hurt to look at. I didn't wait for an invitation.

I came up behind her and kissed one cheek, then the other. Then I spread her ass with my thumbs and ran my tongue over her anus. Vera jolted and let out a deeper moan, the kind that came from her belly. I licked her ass slowly, eagerly dirtying my mouth, then went down to her perineum and pussy, which received me open and soaked.

—Yes... like that... eat it all —she said, trembling.

I pushed my tongue inside her, probing her entrance, then moved up to her clitoris and rubbed it with the tip again and again. While I concentrated on that, Darío stood in front of her and brought his cock to her mouth. Vera sucked it immediately, hungrily, swallowing the head and looking at me over his body.

The image finished me. I had my best friend's girlfriend on all fours, sucking his cock while I ate her pussy and ass. It was too much. It was perfect.

—Fuck her —Darío said, his voice breaking—. She's ready.

I stood up from the lounger, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and positioned myself behind Vera. My cock throbbed with hardness. I held it in one hand, guided it between her wet lips, and pressed the head against her entrance. She pushed her ass backward impatiently.

—Put it in me already.

I entered slowly at first, opening her little by little. She was hot, tight, and so wet that the sliding penetration was a delicious torture. When I had almost reached the bottom, I stayed still for a second, gripping her hips. Vera moaned with Darío's cock still in her mouth.

—Fuck... —I murmured.

I began to move. First with short thrusts, testing the rhythm, then harder and deeper. Each thrust made her rock on the lounger and take more of Darío's cock. He held her face with one hand and looked at me with a heated expression, as if watching me fuck his girlfriend turned him on as much as being inside her mouth.

The scene grew dirtier and dirtier. I pounded her from behind, hearing the wet slap of my balls against her pussy and the sound of her occupied mouth on him. Vera moaned around Darío's cock, the noise vibrating through her whole body. Sometimes she let go of his mouth for a second to ask for more.

—Harder... don't stop... like that, asshole...

Darío pulled away from her mouth for a moment and came over to me. I didn't stop fucking her. He grabbed my face and kissed me hard, thrusting his tongue into my mouth while I kept pounding Vera from behind. Kissing him like that, with her body squeezing my cock and her moans right below us, drove me completely wild.

—You like it, huh? —he whispered against my mouth.

—Yes —I admitted, panting—. I like all of it.

He stroked my chest, ran his hand down my stomach, and grabbed us both: my shaft each time I pulled out, and Vera's clitoris with two quick fingers. She let out a muffled cry and came first, her whole body trembling, closing around me with spasms so intense they almost made me finish right then.

I kept pounding her a little longer, my rhythm already messy, completely overcome by pleasure. Vera turned as best she could, found my mouth, and kissed me with saliva, gasps, and the lingering taste of Darío's cock. I kissed her back without thinking about anything. I only wanted to stay inside her, keep smelling them, keep feeling that obscene mixture of the three bodies.

I didn't last much longer. I warned them late, almost voiceless.

—I'm coming...

I pulled out in time by pure reflex and came over the small of her back and one buttock, several brutal spasms buckling my knees. Vera ran her fingers over my cum and smiled, satisfied. Darío, still just as hard, gently pushed me down until I sat on the lounger.

—Now you're not getting away —he said.

He stood in front of me. I was still breathing in gasps, but my curiosity and lust remained intact. I took hold of his cock and looked at it for a second before leaning in. I ran my tongue over the tip, gathering the clear fluid shining there, then slowly put it in my mouth.

It was the first cock I'd ever sucked, and I knew it from the clumsy way I began. But Darío gently held my hair, not to force me but to guide me. I relaxed my throat, went lower, and felt the weight and heat of his shaft on my tongue. Vera, beside me, stroked my neck while one hand massaged my balls.

—That's it... fuck, that's it —he moaned.

I took it out of my mouth to lick his shaft and suck the head eagerly. Vera knelt beside me and began kissing my cock, which was already hardening again at an obscene speed. The two of them ate me as if they wanted to drain me all over again. She sucked the head while Darío licked me underneath, from my balls to the tip, slowly and wetly.

I didn't know where to look. Seeing my best friend with his tongue on my balls and his girlfriend swallowing my cock was too much to process and, at the same time, exactly what I wanted. I grabbed both their heads, not to take charge but because sheer pleasure was making me come apart.

Then Vera wanted to be the center again. She lay on her back on the same lounger and spread her legs. Darío positioned himself beside her and me between them. This time we both ate her pussy. I took care of her clitoris, sucking and licking it without pause, while he pushed in two fingers and then three, opening her with a firm rhythm that made her writhe.

—I can't take any more... I'm going to come again... —she said hoarsely.

She came over our mouths amid tremors, squeezing my face with her thighs. Then she wanted to try another position and ended up riding me while Darío kissed her and groped her tits. She rose and fell on my cock with delicious obscenity, looking into my eyes every time she sank down to the hilt.

At one point we tried to coordinate ourselves so Darío's cock could enter her at the same time, but between the laughter, impossible angles, and our lack of practice, it was a disaster. We ended up stopping to laugh, all three of us naked, sweaty, and still hot, with dawn approaching and the garden smelling of sex.

***

It didn't end with a single scene. The night continued in waves of desire, shared bottles, dirty kisses, and hands that no longer asked permission. I sucked Darío's cock again with more confidence. He put me on all fours for a moment beside the pool and spread my ass cheeks to lick my hole—just that, without putting anything inside, enough to make me discover another shiver I'd never felt before.

Vera masturbated while watching us, pushing two fingers into her pussy as she gave us orders. Then she called us over, made us kiss her, put one cock in each hand, and enjoyed watching our eyes meet. Sometimes I felt used; other times, chosen. The truth was that both things turned me on equally.

Before dawn, we went back into the water one last time. This time it was calmer, less rough, and more intimate. We stayed embraced, kissing slowly, as if after all the dirtiness there were still tenderness left. And yes, there was.

Once the three of us were lying exhausted on the loungers, I worked up the nerve to ask the obvious question.

—Had you done this before?

Darío laughed first. Vera stroked my chest with her fingertips.

—Not with a guy together —she said—. With you, it was the first time.

—So was it out of pity?

—Don't be ridiculous —Darío answered—. Your ex was just the excuse. We've wanted you for a long time.

I fell silent for a few seconds, processing it. And instead of frightening me, I liked it. I liked thinking it hadn't been a spur-of-the-moment madness, but a desire they'd been carrying around already. I liked admitting even more that, if that night had taught me anything, it was that I'd wanted it too, long before I accepted it.

From then on I stopped lying to myself. I didn't need to put a label on myself that same morning, but I understood that my desire didn't point in only one direction. I liked women, yes; that had never been in doubt. But I'd also loved kissing a man, sucking his cock, touching him, and feeling desired by him.

I tell it as a confession because that's how I experienced it: like a door that flew open. I'd left home thinking I was going to be the third wheel, prepared to put up with a couple's affection while getting over my ex. And I ended up naked between my two best accomplices, fucking, sucking, licking, and discovering a part of myself that had been there all along.

It wasn't a romantic or perfect night. It was better. It was clumsy, dirty, exciting, unexpected, and brutally sincere. When the sun began coloring the garden and I finally got my keys back, I no longer felt abandoned or defeated.

I felt initiated.