What Noelia Did with Her Boyfriend’s Friends

The living room smelled of sweat and recent sex, and a comfortable silence covered everything, that thick silence of people who’ve already come and only want to stay still for a while. On the sofa, the three of them were still half-dressed, with that warm laziness pleasure leaves behind when it finally eases up.

Mateo and Rubén were seated on either side of Noelia, their trousers still halfway down their legs and their cocks already soft but sensitive, glistening a little under the lamp’s low light. She occupied the center, with her T-shirt bunched up under her breasts and her hands sticky from having worked them both at once until she made them come almost at the same time.

“Fuck, that was beautiful,” Adrián murmured, his voice hoarse, never stopping stroking his girl’s thigh. “The two of them trembling like no one had ever touched them. And you with that face like you’re enjoying it more than they are.”

Noelia gave a soft laugh and wiped a bit of white from the back of her hand with her thumb.

“They’re good boys,” she said, looking at Mateo and Rubén affectionately. “They behave so nicely when I touch them…”

Mateo still had his head tipped back against the sofa.

“You’re amazing, Noelia. The best.”

Rubén nodded and squeezed her thigh gently.

“That was one of the hardest I’ve ever come in my life.”

“You know what?” Adrián said suddenly, looking first at his friends and then at her, placing his hands on her knees to spread them a little wider, displaying her with almost shameless pride. “I’ve gotten so fucking hard watching you that I think we should keep going. All four of us. Now. In the bed, or right here. Whatever you want.”

There was a second of silence. Mateo and Rubén looked at each other, then looked at Noelia. Both of them smiled at once, with that easy complicity of people who already know the answer is yes.

“I’m in,” Mateo said without hesitation.

“Count me in. If Noelia wants it…” Rubén added, already getting hard again just from imagining it.

Noelia felt heat rising up her neck to her cheeks. She blushed for real; it wasn’t fake, it was that deep blush that came out when something turned her on so much it made her a little embarrassed to admit it. She lowered her gaze for a moment, bit her lip, and let out a nervous little laugh, sweet, almost childlike.

“I’m not saying no…” she murmured, still smiling, her eyes bright. “It’s just that you always catch me off guard with these things, Adrián.”

He leaned in, cupped her face with both hands, and kissed her deeply, slowly, lingering as if he wanted to savor every second.

“Then come on,” he told her against her lips. “Let’s go to bed. I want to see you with the three of us. I want you to let us do anything we want to you, and for you to do whatever you feel like to us.”

Noelia took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling fast. She looked at Mateo and Rubén, who were already pulling their pants up just enough to be able to walk.

“Okay,” she said at last, in that soft voice of hers trembling a little with desire. “But go slow at first. I want to feel everything.”

Adrián stood up, picked her up as if she weighed nothing, and carried her toward the bedroom. His friends followed, eager and expectant.

***

He laid her carefully in the center of the bed. Noelia lay back, legs open, still blushing, still laughing softly with nerves and desire. She took off her T-shirt and was finally completely naked, her sex shining with her own arousal, and stretched her arms out toward the three of them.

“Come here,” she whispered. “I want to feel all of you.”

Mateo and Rubén looked at each other for a second. They knew Noelia’s rules by heart, because she always repeated them with that sweetness of hers: if they wanted her ass, they first had to eat it. It wasn’t a hard order, but an affectionate request that they fulfilled with devotion, because they knew the more they cared for her, the more she gave herself to them.

Adrián sat on the edge of the bed, slowly took off his T-shirt, and motioned with his chin.

“You two first, from behind. I’ll watch. And you know: unless she says otherwise, the front is mine alone.”

“Got it, man,” Mateo replied with a half smile.

Rubén knelt between Noelia’s legs, gently grabbed her thighs, and opened them wider, leaving her fully exposed. She sighed, bit her lip, and reached back to hold onto the headboard.

He started slowly. He kissed the inside of her thighs, licked up over her skin to her perineum, and then ran his flat tongue over her asshole, one long, wet lick that made her arch her back and let out a sweet moan.

“Yes… like that…” she panted.

Mateo joined in from the other side. He lay down on his stomach and the two tongues went to work together, one circling the hole in slow loops, the other pressing at the center, trying to get in a little. Noelia trembled, her hips lifting of their own accord toward their mouths. They were in no hurry.

Meanwhile, Adrián moved in from above. He knelt beside his girlfriend’s head, took her face in one hand, and kissed her deeply, swallowing her moans. With the other he stroked her breasts, pinching her nipples softly until they hardened.

“You’re gorgeous like this,” he whispered. “Letting all of us take care of you.”

“I want you to fuck me already,” she panted. “But slow at first…”

Rubén lifted his head, his lips shining.

“Ready?”

She nodded, eyes burning. He put on a condom — because even though Noelia took the pill, from behind and with more than one of them they always used protection — and lubed up well. He got behind her, carefully spread her cheeks, and eased into her slowly, centimeter by centimeter, all the way in, then stayed still for a second to let her get used to it.

Mateo stood beside Adrián, jerking off slowly while he watched, feeling that familiar tingling that meant he was getting horny again.

Adrián, without saying another word, positioned himself between Noelia’s legs. He brushed her clit with the head of his cock and pushed in with one firm but gentle thrust, immediately feeling her heat clamping around him. Noelia cried out softly, feeling both cocks at once, one in front and one behind. The contrast drove her mad, that filthy mix of pure pleasure and the knowledge that she was being taken by several men at the same time.

“You’re… so deep…” she managed between gasps.

Adrián began to move first, slow and deep. Rubén followed his rhythm, in and out carefully. Noelia writhed between them, her hands reaching for Mateo. He came closer, offered her his cock, and she took it into her mouth eagerly, her tongue playing over the head while she kept her eyes on him, even as the other two fucked her.

The motions gradually sped up. Adrián pushed harder, feeling how Rubén, filled from behind, made her tighten even more around him.

“Fuck, Noelia… you’re so tight…” Rubén groaned, his hands dug into her hips.

Noelia came first, an orgasm rising from very deep inside her, her whole body trembling, contracting around both of them at once.

“You’re killing me…!” she cried, letting go of Mateo’s cock, tears of pure pleasure streaming down her cheeks.

Adrián couldn’t hold back any longer and emptied himself into her with a grunt. Rubén felt the spasms and came too, thrusting deep and holding her from behind. Mateo, who had planned to finish in her mouth, pulled out at the last instant when she turned her face, and ended up on her face and breasts. Noelia noticed immediately, but let him know with her eyes that it was fine, smiling, in that state where any dirty thing felt good.

When it was over, all three of them collapsed around her, panting. She remained in the center, covered in semen, sweat, and smiles. Adrián kissed her forehead, Rubén stroked her thigh, Mateo wiped her face with tenderness.

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to us,” Adrián murmured.

“And you are to me,” she laughed, exhausted and happy. “Always.”

***

The room was still wrapped in that afterglow, the bodies relaxed but still sticky, the air smelling of sex and affection. Noelia was lying in the middle, with Adrián on one side stroking her hair, Rubén on the other kissing her shoulder slowly, and Mateo a little lower, his head resting on her thigh, breathing deeply as if he’d just run a marathon.

Everyone knew about Mateo. It wasn’t a secret whispered about maliciously, but something that had been talked about openly in the group, with the same naturalness you’d use to talk about whether someone takes their coffee black or with milk. Mateo had a problem in his reproductive system — nothing serious, nothing that stopped him from enjoying himself — that made him ejaculate very little, just a few drops or, sometimes, almost nothing.

He’d carried that around with complexes for years. He felt less of a man, ashamed when the others came in streams and he barely soaked the sheet. No one had ever mocked him, but it still weighed on him.

Noelia knew it better than anyone. That was why, whenever she could, she did the same thing: she made sure he came in her mouth. She swallowed everything, even if it was almost nothing, so no one would see how little came out, so he wouldn’t have to lower his gaze. She did it with love, with the naturalness of the simplest gesture in the world.

That was why, earlier, except for that slip-up when she moved her face and Mateo came outside, every time he got close to the edge Noelia would turn toward him. She’d take his cock gently and put it in her mouth without saying a word, sucking slowly, with her tongue flat, looking him in the eyes the whole time. He’d moan softly, his hands in her hair without pulling, just accompanying her. And when he came, he’d ejaculate just a few hot drops onto her tongue.

Noelia swallowed without hesitation, without pulling away, without any expression that could be read as disappointment. On the contrary: she kept sucking gently until he finished shuddering, and then she’d move up, kissing his belly, his chest, and up to his mouth.

“Thank you,” he whispered, voice breaking and eyes wet.

She gave him a deep kiss, letting him taste himself on her lips.

“Don’t thank me. I love it. I love feeling you like this, so vulnerable, so mine. And I love being the one who keeps it all.”

Adrián, who had seen everything, stroked his girlfriend’s back and kissed the nape of her neck.

“You’re the best with him. You always have been.”

Rubén nodded and slipped an arm around her waist, while winking at Mateo in a gesture of pure empathy. No more needed to be said.

***

Mateo settled beside Noelia, propped on one elbow, looking at her with that vulnerability that always broke her heart a little. Noelia turned her head toward him, smiled with infinite tenderness, and placed her hand on his cheek.

“Come here,” she whispered, her voice hoarse but soft.

He leaned in slowly and their lips met in a long, deep kiss full of comfort, as if she were telling him without words: “I’m here, I know everything, and I love you just the same.” Noelia stroked his hair while she kissed him, her tongue brushing his delicately. Mateo moaned softly against her mouth, not from pleasure this time, but from pure relief: he knew she accepted him exactly as he was, without comparisons or judgment.

Meanwhile, Adrián and Rubén didn’t stop. Adrián was between her legs, on his knees, his face buried in her sex, licking her clit with slow, precise movements, his flat tongue moving up and down.

“Adriááán…” she panted between kisses, not wanting to separate completely from Mateo, because she felt that this moment belonged only to the two of them.

Rubén was behind, also on his knees, carefully spreading her cheeks. He was eating her ass with devotion, his tongue circling the already sensitive hole, pressing into the center and pulling back out to lick around it in wide circles. Noelia arched her back, rubbing herself against his mouth, but her attention stayed on Mateo: she kissed his neck, nipped softly at his earlobe, whispered against his skin.

“You’re perfect. Never change,” she begged him, the tips of their noses touching every time their lips met. “I love having you like this.”

Mateo closed his eyes, a few tears welling up, pure happiness. He placed a hand on her chest, right over her heart, and felt it beating hard while the other two worked on her below.

Adrián lifted his head for a second, lips shining, and looked at his friend with a knowing smile.

“She’s soaked for you too, you know? All of this is because of how well you treat her.”

Rubén nodded without taking his tongue away. Noelia broke the kiss only to turn her head a little, kiss Mateo on the forehead, and go back to his mouth, even deeper, as if she wanted to swallow all of his insecurity and keep his mind too occupied to doubt again.

Down below, Adrián slipped in two fingers while still licking her clit, curling them upward to brush that spot that made her tremble.

“Keep going…!” she shrieked, unable to hold back.

Rubén prepared her again with a finger slicked with saliva, moving it slowly, and Noelia jolted, clenching her teeth in a smile of pleasure at that tingling sensation that, although not entirely comfortable, had its own filthy appeal.

And that was how she came, amid loving kisses with Mateo and the mouths and fingers of the other two. The orgasm was soft but deep, a long tremor running through her entire body. She moaned into Mateo’s mouth, and he held her tight, as if he wanted to hold all of her up.

“You’re fucking killing me with pleasure…!” she managed before running out of breath.

When the wave passed, she pulled back a little from Mateo, just to look him in the eyes.

“Thank you for letting me love you like this. Thank you for being you.”

Mateo smiled, finally without shame.

“And thank you for not letting me feel less.”

Adrián and Rubén moved up slowly, lay down around them, and the four of them tangled into a shared embrace: soft kisses, slow caresses, breaths calming together. No one was in a hurry to keep going anymore. Only affection remained, and that absolute certainty that, in that group, no one was left out and no one felt lesser. And Noelia, in the center, was still the one who gave the most, because she knew she received twice as much in return.