I Agreed to the Swap Without Imagining What I’d Feel

Rubén proposed it to me on an ordinary Tuesday, during a work break, like someone suggesting we go grab a drink. A swap. For real this time, not one of those fantasies you throw out in bed to heat things up. I had wanted it once or twice, but I’d never been sure about it. Beatriz, his wife, I liked her, though not enough to want her. What I did know, without a shadow of a doubt, was that Noelia would be up for trying Rubén.

I knew because one night I got it out of her. And I say I got it out of her because she didn’t want to admit it. She denied ever having fantasies about anyone while I slowly worked between her legs until she gave in.

“It’s not that I want to fuck him,” she said at last. “It’s just a fantasy I got myself off to. It was when you went to Seville and I was left alone studying for the exam. I was horny, I started touching myself, and suddenly I remembered a day when Rubén seemed to be flirting with me. And you’ll admit he’s handsome. In my head I let him seduce me, he shoved it in me, and I came. But I don’t even really like him, it was just a turn-on.”

“So fucking him, yes, but flirting, no?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“And how big was it?”

“Ha. Pretty big.”

“Bigger than mine?”

“Don’t be offended. In fantasy size is free, and my head chose big.” She laughed.

That night we fucked in Rubén’s honor. Specifically, he used my body to fuck Noelia, at least in our imagination.

I have to tell you something else, because I think it matters. Seven or eight months earlier I’d had a stupid thing with a coworker, one night I drank too much. There wasn’t even penetration, just touching, but I didn’t confess it and guilt had been eating at me. Something about that now weighed on my decision.

Rubén and I worked together and had become good friends. By extension, Beatriz and Noelia had ended up friends too. They were used to the swap as standard practice; we’d never done it. Only fantasized about it.

***

That night, in bed, I blurted it out.

“Noelia, you’re not going to believe what Rubén proposed to me this morning.”

“A swap.”

“How do you know?”

“Don’t tell me I got it right. Seriously? And what did you say to him?”

“Well, that. A swap.”

“Come on, don’t be stupid. Tell me.”

“Swa. P. How do you want me to say it?”

“Really?” She raised her eyebrows in exaggerated surprise. “That’s funny, isn’t it? You didn’t tell him I already fucked him the night he stuffed that big cock in me, did you?” She laughed.

“How could I tell him that?”

“I’m kidding. I thought you’d like it too.” I steered the conversation. “You once told me you’d like a swap.”

“I said that in general. This is specific. And I think the one who really wants it is you.”

“If it excites you, it embarrasses me, but if it’s going to happen someday, I’d rather do it now. And Rubén is the one who’d turn me on most...” She bit her lip.

“I’m not sure. Beatriz doesn’t do much for me.”

“Then there’s nothing more to talk about.” And I would swear I caught a note of disappointment.

“But you do want it.”

“Bah.”

“On the other hand, maybe it would turn me on to see him shove that big cock into you.”

“Maybe he’s tiny.” She made a ridiculous gesture with her fingers, separating them barely a couple of centimeters.

“Ha. Not even on a freezing day would he be that small. But when he comes up against this...” I touched her through her panties. “...he’s going to be like my forearm.” And I clenched my fist to show her.

“You’re getting me hot.”

Of course we ended up fucking. In the quiet afterward, I told her:

“Then tomorrow I’ll say yes.”

“Don’t be silly. Really? Are you sure? I’m shy about it, but I’m not going to deny I’m curious. I’m a little wet, how embarrassing. Keep in mind he’s going to put it in me for real, whatever size it is. Doesn’t that bother you?”

“You have two days to blush, because on Saturday he’s going to put it in you, and I know you’re going to enjoy it.”

I didn’t want her to lie to me by saying no, or to say yes with too much enthusiasm and make me jealous, so I covered her mouth with a kiss.

***

The next day I found a moment alone with Rubén.

“I talked to Noelia. We said yes. If you want, this Saturday.”

“Seriously? Fuck, I’m getting hard right here. Saturday I can’t. Come to lunch at our place on Sunday, we’ll have more room. I’ve got a room with two big beds. I suppose you’ll want us all together, right? It’s more exciting.”

“I don’t know if more exciting. I suppose so. It’s the first time.”

“The first time? How exciting! So Noelia’s a virgin at this. And so are you.”

“I think you’re a lot more interested in Noelia than in me.”

“Well, she’s prettier than you.” He laughed. “And I know you too well. Come on, let’s stop messing around. Sunday, good food, don’t bring anything, we’ve got everything.”

When I got home I told Noelia the plan. I didn’t touch her: I was jealous of checking whether she was wet, and she definitely would have been.

The days until Sunday dragged on, and then Sunday came round in a flash. Funny, time. Noelia had bought new underwear; I asked her to wash it once so it wouldn’t be so obvious it was brand new. She didn’t choose anything too provocative: she was embarrassed that her eagerness might show.

They lived fifty kilometers from Valencia. We took the car. Noelia was nervous but excited, and she didn’t lose her smile the whole trip.

“If you really want to see me with Rubén, I can let you know when I’m about to go in. Want that?”

“Okay. We’ll see what it feels like.”

They welcomed us warmly, dog included, who for some reason always went wild over me. At lunch we drank wine and Noelia drank more than usual, which worried me, but nothing happened. In the middle of the table, Rubén announced the plan.

“From experience, the best thing is to play Bottle first, to break the ice. The first one who ends up naked, we all go to the bedroom. Sound good?”

“Sure. It’ll be exciting,” I said, not even a little convinced it would be.

***

Rubén brought out an empty champagne bottle. He likes big tits, and Beatriz had huge ones. I like small ones, and Noelia, dressed, seemed to have more than she really did. Small, pretty both of them in their own way. I thought it would disappoint everyone, but it didn’t.

Beatriz had to show hers first, better that way, because she’s more uninhibited. Seeing them made me more curious than anything else, and they were lovely. When Noelia’s turn came, Rubén stood up.

“Let me unfasten it for you.” He moved behind her, unclasped it and immediately slipped his hands under the cups, grabbing her breasts. Noelia let out a little cry. He finished taking off her bra, left it on an armchair and pressed himself to her back, one hand on each tit, kissing her neck.

Noelia searched for me with her eyes, turned her head, took Rubén by the chin and gave him a brief kiss.

“Rubén, she’s still my girlfriend. Remember that,” I said, trying to sound more steady than I felt.

“She is, she is. But today is special. Today, in a way, she’s mine. Just today.” He turned her around and hugged her from the front, chest to chest. “Daniel, if you feel bad, we stop.”

“No, no. Not a chance.” I put on a macho act for Noelia, because I was sure she wanted it.

“I see you like foreplay,” she said affectionately. She pinched one nipple until it stood erect between her fingers and drew Rubén’s head in so he could taste it. He licked it, kissed it, nibbled it gently, and she turned her head away. “Enough. We’ll go on later.”

I don’t know whether Noelia had come to enjoy herself or simply to do what the deal required. Both things, I suppose.

We finished the game. Rubén lost his pants, Beatriz her panties. To make up for what they had done, I ran a finger over Beatriz’s bare sex, and she appreciated it. Then Rubén took Noelia by the hand and pulled her along.

“Let’s all go. We’ve earned it, and I think I speak for everyone when I say we’re eager.”

I wasn’t at all sure I was eager. Not only was he going to fuck my girl: on top of that, he seemed to be telling me what I should feel. Out of courtesy I took Beatriz by the shoulder and followed them into the bedroom.

***

They had already chosen the bed. Rubén had seated Noelia and taken off his boxer shorts. He wasn’t big: he was huge, or at least that’s how I saw it then. The two beds were set at an angle, separated at the foot, so that from one you could see the other perfectly, slightly from below.

“What a huge cock you’ve got!” Noelia said in a fairytale voice, like Little Red Riding Hood.

“It’s so I can eat you better. Today it’s ready for you, so you know.” And he advanced toward her with his cock out front, kissing her on the mouth.

Noelia loves kisses. This time she pressed herself against him and returned the kiss passionately, while lowering her hand and taking hold of him. I felt like an idiot. Rubén finished undressing her, lifted her in his arms and placed her on the bed.

I was paying more attention to the other bed than to Beatriz, and of course she noticed.

“I think you’re more interested in what’s over there. Sometimes that happens the first time. We can watch as long as you want. But take your clothes off, at least let me see you.” I stripped, already hard. “It’s pretty. Let’s watch the show, and then I’ll eat you out.”

I watched. Rubén kissed Noelia all over her body, lingering on her breasts, one hand between her legs. She was enjoying herself and moaning, and I suffered like the moron I was, hard for the wrong person. I was a voyeur in my own surrender. He lay on his side, circling her clit with his fingers while brushing her lips without quite kissing them, and Noelia came clutching the sheet, putting her hand over his to make him stop. Naked, on her back, legs slightly open, she was beautiful.

Beatriz was stroking me. I looked at her and smiled.

“You’re lovely,” I told her, and I meant it.

“Don’t worry, keep looking. I like touching you. If you have any doubts, remember Rubén is your friend and what you’re seeing is only sex.”

I looked back. Noelia now had the instrument of my torment in her hand, she tasted it with her tongue and took it in her mouth, sliding the head in and out. Suddenly she noticed I was watching, and, smiling, she ran her tongue over the frenulum.

“Daniel. Look. The way you like it.” And she took it back in almost all the way.

“Can I eat you out?” Beatriz distracted me.

“How about we lie down and kiss?” I answered, trying to steer things into a more logical channel.

We did, bodies pressed together. It wasn’t unpleasant, not at all; a woman offering you her body is a beautiful thing. I kissed her, held one breast, my hand on her ass. I’d never touched a breast that big, but a tit is a tit, and I kissed them. Beatriz was enjoying herself.

“What tits! It’s not easy to see ones that big and beautiful,” I told her, because I knew she was waiting for it.

“Thank you.”

“Daniel!” Noelia’s voice, now full of desire. “It’s happening. He’s going to put it in me. Watch if you want.”

I watched. In missionary position, the two of them were looking at the exact point where they were about to join. Rubén guided his cock with his hand, rubbing it against her.

“I’m going to put it in very slowly. You’re going to like it. If it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop.” Noelia changed the register of her moan, from mmmm to ooooh, and he pushed in.

The first time I’d put it in her came to mind. She wasn’t a virgin, but she wasn’t experienced either, and I found it delicious, and back then I didn’t even want her as much as I do now. Rubén’s was longer than mine, only a little thicker, maybe fifteen percent, I calculated like an idiot. Noelia searched for his mouth, they played with their tongues while they fucked, she stroked his neck, he pinched her nipples. They looked like two lovers. And again, jealousy.

***

Meanwhile, Beatriz had bent down and was taking my cock into her mouth.

“Sorry,” I said. I wasn’t paying enough attention to her.

“Don’t worry. Even if you’re somewhere else, your dick is appetizing and hard. Seems seeing your girl gets you going.”

“Turn around and I’ll eat you out too.”

She placed her sex level with my mouth and I started licking her, first the lips, then the clit, while she sucked me. She was wet despite my half-hearted attention. Hers was a simpler sex than Noelia’s: plump outer lips, thin inner ones, a small hard clit.

“Oh, that feels so good,” Noelia again. I glanced over. Rubén had her all the way inside and they weren’t moving, just feeling. She opened her eyes. “I feel so full. You can move, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” He started slowly. I felt my erection growing, or so it seemed to me. When we fantasized in bed, Noelia used to come with me even when we talked about another cock. Now she was coming without me, with a real чуж cock, and it was Rubén inside her, not me.

Beatriz seemed to orgasm easily, because she had one despite my divided attention.

“Do you want to put it in me?” she asked softly.

“Yes. I’d like that very much.” What I mainly wanted was to fuck her to find out what Rubén was feeling inside Noelia. As if I didn’t know. I slid in and left it there for a while, just like they had done. Beatriz’s vagina was pleasant and tight, almost childlike, and she was gentle. I made her come again, but I couldn’t manage it myself.

I saw that on the other bed they had changed position. Noelia was riding, and you could see the cock going in and out. I knew her well: she was nearing climax. They had started off slowly in missionary and ended in a savage fucking that only eased when she began to come, her legs closing and her ass trembling, while he emptied himself inside her and dug his fingers into her buttocks until he left marks.

Since I still hadn’t come, Beatriz begged me to let her suck me again. Now without distractions: the others were satisfied. I let myself go and did exactly the opposite of what they recommend, that thing about thinking of someone else in order to come with your partner. I thought of Noelia, imagined she was the one doing it to me, and with that stimulation I came. Beatriz swallowed my semen, the first time someone had done that with me, and I liked it.

***

We got dressed and the four of us went out for a walk, each sheep with his partner. I held Noelia’s hand, and feeling that hand seemed like the sweetest thing in the world. We said goodbye with hugs, nothing more.

On the way back, in the car, we talked.

“I really liked it, but I’m looking forward to getting home and holding you in bed.”

“You fucked so deeply, gave yourself over so completely, that I got a little jealous,” I confessed.

“You have no reason to be. I liked it, yes. It’s the first time I’ve done sex purely for sex, nothing more. The few times before you there was some element of falling in love, and with you I won’t even go there. Today we broke a taboo, and that’s that.”

“I couldn’t help it. But everything’s fine.”

“I thought you wanted me to do it. Until I told you.”

“Shh. I told you to let me know. Everything’s fine.” And I covered her mouth with my hand.

“I want you to understand one thing, Daniel. Rubén is a good lover, so are you. He’s big and knows how to use it, sorry. Yours isn’t as big, but I love it, and I love it when you fuck me with it. But this is the important part: Rubén would never hold my hand the way you hold mine. Not yet. And I understood that today.”

“Well, as it happens, if you’re not too tired, I’d like to put it in you a little even if we don’t do anything else. I’ve missed your vagina.”

“Okay. You make dinner and I’ll take a shower. Sorry, but I must have Rubén’s leftovers inside me and I’d rather wash them off. I know you did all this for me and not for yourself, and I appreciate it. I love you, though it seems like I had an affair and you less so, a little bit too. And I know that, with jealousy and all, seeing me was hotter for you than fucking Beatriz. I noticed you were watching me.”

Hearing about the leftovers of Rubén inside her, I imagined it again: his hand on her clit, emptying himself inside, the gasps. And I got rock hard.

“Well, you’re right. And I love you. Today was about breaking a taboo that was good to break. And if we ever feel like it, we’ll think about whether to do it again.”