What Happened the Second Night Among the Four

My name is Daniela. I’m thirty-two years old, I’m one-seventy-one, and I’m still the same as ever: wide hips that move on their own when I walk, big breasts I’ve never known how to hide, and a soft waist that Andrés grabs with both hands when he gets me on all fours. Exactly two weeks have passed since that night on the terrace, when the curiosity between Andrés and Rubén stopped being words and became something much more concrete.

Since then, everything had been a silent whirlwind. Looks that lasted longer than they should have, touches that were too deliberate, dirty messages at all hours of the morning. But we hadn’t gotten all four of us together again. Until tonight.

The truth is I’d been nervous all week, like a teenager before a first date. I changed clothes three times before they arrived. Andrés laughed at me from the bed, but even he couldn’t hide the trembling in his hands when he uncorked the bottle. We both knew exactly what we were about to let into the house, and neither of us wanted to back out.

We met at our house, as always. Light dinner: a salad, red wine, and a dessert no one touched because the atmosphere was already too hot before the coffee. Sofía arrived in a short black dress that barely covered her ass. Rubén, in that tight gray T-shirt that shows every muscle in his chest. Andrés and I looked at each other when they came through the door. We both knew tonight was going to be different. All that was left was to break the ice.

During dinner we barely talked about it, but it was in everything. In the way Rubén held my gaze an extra second when I passed him the bread. In the way Sofía crossed and uncrossed her legs under the table. In the way Andrés, beneath the tablecloth, squeezed my thigh right as she was telling some silly work story. I nodded and smiled, but inside I was thinking only of one thing, and from the others’ faces, I wasn’t the only one.

After dinner we sat in the living room. Low lights, a candle burning on the table, soft music in the background. It was Sofía who suggested it, with that mischievous smile she always gets when she wants to play.

—Come on, truth or dare? Like in the old days… but without kids’ rules. Whoever says “no” goes home.

We all laughed, but no one said no. We started slowly, testing the waters.

—Daniela —Rubén began, looking straight at me—. Truth or dare.

—Truth —I answered, already feeling the tingling in my stomach.

—How many times have you come thinking about me while Andrés fucked you this week?

I turned red, but I answered without hesitation.

—Every night. Every time Andrés fucked me from behind, I imagined it was you filling me at the same time.

Andrés let out a rough laugh and gave me a deep kiss, tongue and all.

—Fuck, baby… you’re making me hard —he whispered against my lips.

Then it was his turn. Sofía wasted no time.

—Dare. Kiss Rubén’s crotch over his pants. Just a kiss.

Andrés didn’t hesitate. He crawled over the rug, knelt in front of Rubén, and pressed his lips to the obvious bulge in his jeans. He kissed him slowly, letting his tongue mark the fabric for a second too long. Rubén moaned softly.

—You’re really good at this, man —he said, voice thick.

The game escalated fast.

—Rubén —Andrés said now, in a lower voice than usual—. Dare. Take off your pants and let me suck you for five minutes. Without coming.

Rubén stood up, yanked down his jeans and underwear in one pull. He was already rock hard. Andrés moved in, took him in one hand, and slowly took him into his mouth, tongue circling, going down to the base, sucking hard. Rubén moaned with his hand tangled in his hair.

—Like that… slower… —he panted—. What a mouth you’ve got.

I was touching myself slowly over my dress, watching them. Sofía noticed. She crawled over to me, lifted my dress and started licking me over my underwear.

—You’re soaking —she whispered against my thigh—. You didn’t even last.

—I had no intention of lasting —I answered, burying my fingers in her hair.

Five minutes later, Andrés pulled away with a shiny mouth and a crooked smile.

—Your turn, Sofía. Dare: get on all fours and let Daniela eat you from behind while Rubén fucks your mouth.

Sofía obeyed happily. She got on all fours on the rug, ass up and back arched. I knelt behind her, pulled down her underwear and started licking her with my tongue flat, spreading her cheeks with my hands. I dipped the tip in, pulled it out, pushed it back in again, while she moaned with Rubén going in and out of her mouth.

—Put a finger in too, come on —Rubén asked, pushing gently.

I moistened one finger with saliva and slid it into her slowly, then a second, without stopping licking around her. Sofía came like that, shaking all over, with a muffled sound against Rubén’s hip.

***

Now it was my turn. Andrés looked at me with that intensity I know all too well.

—Dare. I want you on all fours and Rubén fucking you from the front while I fuck you from behind. At the same time.

My heart sped up. I’d thought about it for two weeks and now they were putting it right in front of me.

—Do it —I whispered.

I got on all fours. Rubén lay beneath me and drove into me with one thrust, finding me so wet that he went in without effort. Andrés positioned himself behind me, smeared on lube and entered slowly, millimeter by millimeter. Both of them inside at once. I felt myself filled completely, the two of them rubbing against each other through the thin wall that separated them. I moaned loudly, unable to hold it in.

—You’re so deep inside me… move, please… —I begged.

For a few seconds neither of them moved. I only felt the heat of both bodies pressed to mine, Rubén’s chest rising and falling under my hands, Andrés’s breath on my nape. It was almost unbearable to be like that, filled to the limit and still, waiting.

They started moving in sync. Rubén thrust upward, Andrés forward. Every stroke was double, deep, and I felt myself losing control of my own body. Sofía sat in front of my face, spreading her legs.

—Eat me while the two of them fuck you —she ordered, grabbing my hair.

I buried my tongue in her, sucked her clit, all while they kept pounding into me from both sides. I came with such force it nearly folded me in half, tightening around both of them at once, my legs shaking so hard Rubén had to hold my hips so I wouldn’t collapse.

We didn’t stop there. Andrés pulled out of me, breathing hard, and turned toward Rubén.

—Your turn now. Dare: get on all fours. I want to fuck you while Daniela licks your dick and Sofía helps from behind.

Rubén obeyed without hesitation, though I saw him swallow. He got on all fours, ass firm and head down. Andrés smeared on lubricant and entered him very slowly, attentive to every reaction. Rubén gasped hard.

—Slowly… like that… take it all in —he begged through clenched teeth.

I was surprised by how much seeing him like that turned me on. Rubén, who always acts so sure of himself, like the kind of guy who controls every situation, now with his forehead pressed to the rug and completely surrendered. Andrés started moving, long, deep thrusts. I got under him and took him into my mouth, sucking hard, licking while he rocked with the rhythm Andrés was setting. Sofía positioned herself beside him, stroked his back, and helped with her fingers, finding that spot that drove him wild.

—Don’t stop… please… —Rubén moaned, with no trace of modesty left—. You’re going to break me.

He came like that, without anyone touching him except my mouth, with a rough cry that filled the whole living room. Andrés drove all the way in one last time and came inside him, gripping his hips, both of them sweaty and trembling.

***

In the end we all collapsed onto the rug, our bodies sticky, tangled up in one another. We kissed without order, hands everywhere, laughing between gasps like teenagers. Andrés wrapped me from behind and whispered in my ear:

—Thank you for opening this door, baby. I never want to close it again.

Sofía laughed softly from the other side of the pile.

—Neither do we. This is… perfect.

I stayed there looking at the ceiling, my breathing slowly returning to normal, the four of us pressed together and silent. Two weeks ago this was a fantasy I didn’t even dare say out loud. Now it was our reality, and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty. Just the urge for the next time to come.