Marina's Invitation to the Lake House

More than a year had passed since that trip to the beach, and the guys had kept their word: not a single hint, not a single off-color joke, nothing that gave away what had happened between us that night. We, on the other hand, weren’t nearly so discreet. We ended up telling Marina, a college friend who had, in the last few months, become inseparable from the group.

It was during a drunken night at Sofía’s place that we told her the whole story. She couldn’t believe it. From that night on, every chance she got, she brought the subject up, with that mix of curiosity and shamelessness that made her so easy to like. Until one afternoon, once again at Sofía’s place, she arrived with an idea.

—We’ve got nothing planned for the long weekend —she said, toying with the rim of her glass—. My grandparents have a house on the lake. It’s empty and they already gave me permission. What if we all go?

—All of us? —Sofía asked, holding back a smile.

—All of us. And, while we’re at it… I want to propose something else.

—Oh, now you’re scaring me —I said, and the four of us laughed.

She didn’t need to explain it. After pushing the subject for so long, we all knew exactly where this was going. Renata, who worked, said she could ask for those days off. Bianca was in before Marina had even finished the sentence. The question was whether the guys could get away from work, but the next day we met for coffee and they joined in without a second thought.

—If we’re going to be even in numbers, we need more people —Sofía pointed out—. I’d rather have one extra guy than be short one.

Tomás and Lucas suggested Sebastián, a coworker who came to the gatherings every now and then and whom we also liked. Mateo and Nacho agreed. And that’s when the idea came up that changed everything: we had told Marina, but we wouldn’t tell Sebastián. He’d get the surprise in the moment.

—We would never do this with a girl —Tomás clarified, always so strict with his rules—. A woman needs to know exactly what she’s coming to. But a guy can handle the joke.

So that was settled.

***

On Monday we left early. Mateo managed to get his father’s truck, but there wasn’t room for all of us anymore, so Sebastián offered to take his car. Two hours on the road and we arrived at a house smaller than the one at the beach, with a dock, a couple of kayaks, and a pool surrounded by low walls: the neighbors were too close for us to do anything in the yard. There weren’t enough beds for everyone, but we had brought sleeping pads to spread out in the living room, thinking exactly of the use we were going to put them to.

While some of us made breakfast, the teasing began. The guys kept needling Marina to test her, even though she had already confirmed in person that she knew perfectly well what she was in for. She was the only one in the group none of them had ever been with, and that made her a novelty. Sebastián, on the other hand, looked increasingly lost: he could tell something was off in the air, but he couldn’t quite figure out what.

After breakfast we put on our bikinis and went down to the pool. The guys were already inside, beer in hand and a cooler sitting at the water’s edge. When we came out, they all turned their heads, and several of them couldn’t take their eyes off Marina, who had a full figure and big breasts that Tomás had already confessed he loved. Sebastián’s face was priceless: he didn’t know where to look.

This time, we were the ones to make the first move. We climbed on top of them, rubbed our bodies against theirs, whispered in their ears. He was bewildered, but he wasn’t complaining; he was having too good a time. The others laughed to see him like that, so lost and so willing at the same time.

I was already turned on before we got there. In that whole year I had only been with Tomás a couple of times, and a month-and-a-half relationship ended when I realized there was nothing worth salvaging in bed. I’d spent the last few days thinking about this trip, so as soon as we got out of the water and went back into the house, I couldn’t take it anymore.

—Let’s play a game —I said.

—What kind? —Mateo asked, with the tone that those of us who already knew immediately caught.

—Truth or dare? —Sofía suggested.

We all glanced sideways at Sebastián, who tried to hide his surprise and failed.

—Perfect —Marina said—, but no cheating, okay? None of that not following through on dares bullshit.

We settled into a circle on the mats, alternating guy and girl, and discreetly made sure Sebastián ended up between two of us. I went first, turning to my right.

—Nacho, truth or dare?

—Dare.

—Kiss Sofía.

Nacho got up, went over to her, and gave her a long tongue kiss while Sofía held him by the nape of the neck. The look of utter disbelief on Sebastián’s face was priceless.

—Damn, we’re starting hard —he said, laughing nervously.

—You scared? —Renata teased him.

The game escalated quickly. Nacho ordered Renata to grab Lucas’s ass; Renata, laughing, made Marina touch Tomás’s breast, and he played with her nipple until she herself asked him to stop, her nipples already outlined under the fabric. Sebastián watched it all, unable to close his mouth.

—I think I’m going to ask for truth —he said, half-joking.

But it was Tomás’s turn, and the dare was for Sofía.

—Give Sebastián a blow job.

—What are you talking about? Don’t go overboard, Tomás —he blurted out, half nervous and half annoyed.

Sofía was already standing. She walked over to him, pulled him up, and pressed herself against his body.

—You have to follow through on dares —she whispered in his ear, stroking the bulge over his swim trunks—. Or do you not want to?

—It’s just that… —Sebastián stammered, not knowing where to look.

Sofía knelt down and yanked his swim trunks off in one motion. His cock sprang out, already hard, bigger than any of the others’ without being exaggerated. Seeing it made me want it inside me right then and there. But it was Sofía’s turn, and she wrapped her hand around it and started sucking it slowly while Sebastián shut his eyes and stopped looking for explanations.

***

That was when the game ended on its own. I turned left, where Lucas was sitting, pulled down his swim trunks, and took him into my mouth, running my tongue over the whole thing. Doing that gets me going like almost nothing else; I was already soaked. When I lifted my head to take off my bikini, I saw that everyone else had done the same: each person had gone for someone.

Tomás had gone straight for Marina and was sucking her tits. Renata had gone with Nacho, Bianca with Mateo, and Sebastián was still trapped in Sofía’s mouth. While I was distracted, Lucas had already pulled my bikini down and was licking me. I sprawled out on the sofa bed and spread my legs wide. He moved his tongue over my lips, went up to my clit, sucked it, and then went back down. With all the desire I’d been carrying for days, it didn’t take long: my legs started trembling and I ended up crying out, joining the others.

I sat up and shoved Lucas back onto the bed. I sucked him a little more and then sat on him, feeling him go in little by little, centimeter by centimeter, while he played with my breasts. I started rocking my hips back and forth, rubbing my clit against his belly, and he held my ass, dragging me downward. I picked up the pace until my tits were bouncing with every thrust; seeing that turns me on just as much as feeling it. Lucas started losing control, gave me a couple more hard thrusts, and came. I was left right on the edge, unfinished, feeling him go soft inside me.

I got down and looked around. Renata was bent over the bed while Nacho took her from behind; I went over, kissed him, and stroked her ass before stealing a few sucks from each of them and leaving them to it. Marina was riding Tomás with an unrestrained energy, as if she’d been holding it in for a long time. Bianca was riding Mateo, sitting on a chair with her back to him. Sebastián, now understanding the game, had Sofía against the floor.

I was still halfway through my second orgasm, and since things like this didn’t happen often, I wanted to make the most of it. When I saw Sebastián finish on Sofía’s back and she complain —“Why did you pull out, dummy? We came prepared?”— I went straight to him.

—Don’t worry, we’re going to tell you everything now —I told him, grabbing his cock while it was still soft—. For now, just enjoy yourself.

I kissed him while he grabbed my breasts, pushed him onto a loveseat, and knelt to suck him off. I tasted him slowly, from bottom to top, playing with the tip before taking him all the way in; he still had Sofía’s taste on him, and that made me even wetter. I could feel him hardening in my mouth. Tomás, who saw me touching myself, joined in: he sprawled on the floor between my legs and started licking me. While I kept going with Sebastián, he brought a finger over and slowly pressed it into a place I’d forgotten about since the last time. I jumped with pleasure, and Tomás kept going.

—Go get Sofía’s lube —I asked when Sebastián’s cock was fully hard.

—Cheater, I wanted to be the first! —Sofía protested from the other side of the living room.

—Too bad —I shot back, laughing.

I straddled Sebastián, spread my legs, and lowered myself onto him little by little, braced on his shoulders. I could feel him filling me all the way to the bottom. I kissed him without moving, letting his hands go up to my breasts, and only then did I start riding him. I was so hot that just a few thrusts brought on another orgasm, and he kept going, making me feel more sensitive with every movement.

Tomás got behind me. I leaned forward, almost lying on Sebastián’s chest, and whispered for him to stop for a second. I felt the tip of Tomás’s cock press against me, slick with lube, sliding in slowly but without stopping. Sebastián understood what was happening and looked at me, surprised; I smiled at him mischievously as that feeling of having two cocks inside me at once returned.

—Put it all the way in —I begged.

Tomás shoved in all at once and I let out a long moan. I looked Sebastián in the eye.

—Now yes, give it to me.

They synced to the same rhythm: one went in while the other came out, and I couldn’t stop moaning. The spasms ripped through me in another orgasm, and I think Tomás finished too, because he gave a couple more thrusts and stopped without pulling out. Sebastián went on a little longer until I helped him by rocking my hips and he came inside me. I collapsed over both of them, exhausted.

—Did you like it? —I asked him.

—I loved it. It was incredible.

Getting my breath back, I looked around the rest of the living room. Nacho had Sofía from behind while she gave Renata a blowjob; Marina was riding Mateo, shouting loud enough to be heard all over the house; Lucas was taking Bianca on one of the sleeping pads. I kept watching the spectacle while Tomás, beside me, played with my breasts.

When everyone was done, Mateo and Nacho went to get more beer and handed it out to us, all flushed and overheated.

—Okay, now I actually need an explanation —Sebastián said.

—Didn’t you like the surprise? —Bianca laughed.

—Of course I liked it. But did all of you know this was going to happen?

—This is only the second time —Renata clarified—. The first was more than a year ago.

—You bastards, and why didn’t anyone tell me?

—Because we thought it would be fun —Mateo answered—. And it was. You should see your face.

We all laughed. Tomás took the opportunity to repeat to Sebastián and Marina the rules we’d set last time, the same ones we still weren’t going to fully follow this time either. Then we went to take a shower: the afternoon had only just begun, and we still had the whole lake house ahead of us.