Nerea Didn’t Know the Blonde Was My Wife

Our second encounter with Nerea was at the same old gym, but this time there was one important difference: Sofía, my wife, was training too. Nerea didn’t know it. She hadn’t even seen her before.

I arrived, started on my sets, and a few minutes later she came in. Black leggings outlined a round, pert ass, and her tight top revealed two small nipples stiffening against the thin fabric. She came over to greet me with two kisses and started stretching beside me.

—How was your week? —she asked me, bending down to touch her ankles.

—Long. I’ve been looking forward to this moment.

She chuckled under her breath. As we switched machines, Sofía watched us from the other end of the room with a knowing smile. Nerea eventually noticed.

—That blonde over there. Another one of your fans? —she murmured, arching an eyebrow.

—You could say that.

—And you haven’t fucked her? Because even she turns me on. She’s got some serious tits.

—Once or twice.

She laughed, staring at her without the slightest attempt to hide it. Sofía held her gaze calmly.

—Will she get jealous if we leave now? —Nerea asked me in my ear.

—I don’t think so.

—Then come on.

I looked at Sofía, and she winked at me as I followed Nerea out. Before crossing the door, she turned and raised her hand to greet the unfamiliar blonde with a breathy little laugh. She had no idea what she was getting herself into.

The gym bathrooms were empty. We went into the last stall, and she slammed the latch shut. Before I could say anything, she already had my pants pulled down to my knees and her mouth wrapped around my hard cock.

—Fuck —I blurted, grabbing her by the hair.

Her tongue circled the glans as she took me all the way in, down to her throat. She moved her head quickly, without pause, fucking her own mouth with my cock. She closed her eyes and moaned softly whenever she pulled off to breathe. There was something brutal about the scene: me standing against the door while she knelt on the cold tiles, sucking me as if her life depended on it.

—Stop or I’m going to come —I told her, pulling her hair upward.

She stood up laughing, without letting go of my cock with her hand. She kissed me, her mouth still full of my taste.

—What’s the matter? You want to fuck me?

—Not yet.

This time I crouched down. I pulled her leggings to her ankles and put her pussy in front of my face. She’d shaved everything since the last time. Her outer lips glistened with moisture. I ran my tongue from bottom to top, very slowly, and she arched her back against the wall, letting out a hoarse moan.

—Keep going —she panted.

She raised one leg over my shoulder to open herself wider, and I drove my tongue between her lips, searching for the entrance. I pushed it inside and started fucking her with my mouth, coming up to her swollen clitoris every so often to make her tremble. She gripped my head with both hands and pressed it against her pussy, not letting me breathe.

—Fuck me —she ordered, pulling my hair upward—. Fuck me now.

I lifted her by the thighs, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. She lowered her ass against mine, impaling herself in a single thrust, all the way to the bottom. A cry escaped her, which I muffled with my mouth as I lifted and lowered her against the stall wall. My cock went all the way in every time, drawing a wet moan from her into my mouth. I bit her lip, bit her neck, and she kept bouncing on me, murmuring in my ear.

—God, that feels good, fuck, that feels good. Don’t stop.

I felt her pussy beginning to contract around my cock. I squeezed her ass with both hands and sped up. She suddenly arched her back, trembled all over, and came, biting my shoulder so she wouldn’t scream. I held out for two, three more thrusts, then came inside her, still holding her against the wall.

—Wrecked —she whispered against my neck.

—It wasn’t that much —I told her.

—Bullshit! I work out and get fucked as a reward. Maybe you’ve still got enough left for the blonde.

—When she comes out of the locker room, I’ll offer it to her.

She stared at me with her mouth open.

—Tell me that isn’t…

—Well, I’m not going to tell you.

—Holy shit, how embarrassing! And you didn’t tell me before?

—It’s more fun this way. Besides, she knows everything. It was her idea for us to be open.

She covered her face with her hands, laughing herself silly, half embarrassed. We got dressed and went out onto the terrace of the bar next door. When Sofía appeared with her bag over her shoulder and came straight over to us, Nerea didn’t know where to hide. My wife greeted her with two kisses, sat down beside her, and rested a hand on her arm.

—Relax. It’s fine. You’ve already got the place in the bathrooms figured out, right? —she said with a laugh.

Nerea turned red right up to her ears, but the natural ease with which Sofía carried on the conversation gradually helped her relax. We spent quite a while talking about everything and nothing. At one point, Nerea lowered her voice.

—I have to be honest with you. I’ve had the odd thing with women. It’s not that I identify as a lesbian, but I enjoyed it. And sitting here talking to you two is making me horny in an indecent way.

Sitting beside her, I slid my hand beneath the table and placed it on her pussy. Even through the leggings, I could feel the moisture and heat. I looked at her. She was watching Sofía and biting her lip.

—What if the three of us go back to our place? —I said.

Sofía smiled without saying anything. Nerea stood up abruptly.

—Come on. What are we waiting for?

***

It took us less than ten minutes to walk there. As soon as we dropped the bags in the entryway, Sofía approached her, cupped her face in one hand, and kissed her slowly. Nerea didn’t pull away. I saw her shoulders sink, saw her stop resisting the idea.

—I think we’re going to have a good time this afternoon —my wife whispered to her.

She led her by the hand to the bedroom. I followed them. While Sofía took a black blindfold out of a drawer, I pulled Nerea’s shirt off and caught one of her nipples between my lips. She sighed, burying her fingers in my hair. Sofía came up behind her, placed the blindfold over her eyes, and pulled down her leggings while biting her ass over her shoulder. Then we laid her on the bed, one on each side.

Sofía took out a bottle of warm oil and poured some into our hands. Four palms began sliding over Nerea’s body: mine over her breasts and belly, hers over her legs and groin. I caressed her nipples until they were hard as glass and covered her breasts with oil until they gleamed.

—Mmmmmmm —Nerea moaned, arching her back.

I lowered my hand to her shaved pussy and parted her lips with two fingers. She was soaked. I pushed one inside and searched for her clitoris with my thumb. She began moving her hips against my hand, seeking more. I inserted another finger and sped up. Meanwhile, Sofía ran the tip of her tongue over one nipple and pinched the other between her thumb and forefinger without stopping.

—Fuck, fuck, don’t stop —Nerea panted, blindfolded.

She came like that, with my fingers inside her and my wife’s mouth sucking on her nipple. Her whole body went rigid, trembled for several seconds, then collapsed against the bed, breathing unevenly. I pulled out my glistening fingers and brought them to her lips. She stuck out her tongue and sucked them slowly.

We changed positions. Sofía slipped between her legs, and I moved to the headboard. With one hand I held her face; with the other I guided my cock toward her parted lips. At first I let her lick only the glans, while Sofía ran her tongue up and down her pussy. Nerea moaned with her mouth full, her moans vibrating against my cock. She stretched her arms over her head and grabbed my ass, pulling me against her face. The tip hit the back of her throat and made her cough, but she immediately went back to licking.

Sofía lifted her head and gestured to me. We switched again. I positioned myself between her legs and drove all the way inside her with one thrust. She let out a hoarse cry. Sofía sat on her face, her back to me, and placed her pussy over Nerea’s mouth.

—Eat me properly —she asked, pulling her hair.

And Nerea licked her hungrily, searching for her clitoris with her tongue while I fucked her at an increasingly faster rhythm. From where I was, I could see Sofía’s arched back, her hips moving against Nerea’s mouth. I leaned forward and licked my wife’s asshole, slowly pushing in a finger. The moans overlapped. Nerea began trembling beneath me again, and I sped up until I exploded.

—I’m coming, I’m coming, like that! —she panted against Sofía’s pussy.

When I felt her come, I pulled out sharply, and she grabbed my cock with her free hand and masturbated me quickly until I came across her abdomen. Thick jets of semen splashed her belly and reached her breasts. She didn’t stop. She kept licking Sofía until she made her come too, clinging to her hips with both hands.

***

The three of us showered. Sofía had her pressed against the shower screen, her breasts flattened against the glass, while Nerea, crouching, ate her pussy with her mouth open and hungry. I got in behind my wife, grabbed her tits with both hands, and ran my cock between her buttocks. Nerea reached out, grabbed it, and guided it herself against Sofía’s pussy, letting me insert only the tip, pulling me out, playing.

—Fuck, don’t do that to me —Sofía moaned, braced against the glass.

Nerea was in charge. She was the one who decided when to let me push all the way into my wife’s pussy, and she kept licking Sofía’s clitoris while I penetrated her. Sofía came within minutes, moaning loudly against the tile.

When she moved out of the embrace, I grabbed Nerea by the waist, turned her toward the shower screen in the same position, and without hesitation pressed the glans against her asshole. I pushed slowly. She let out a muffled cry when I entered all the way.

—Holy shit, you’re filling me up! —she panted—. Don’t stop, you bastard.

I fucked her in the ass against the glass, gripping one breast with one hand and searching for her clitoris with the other. Sofía moved beside her and kissed her on the mouth while I thrust into her. I felt her come for the second time, her clitoris caught between my fingers and my wife’s tongue against hers, and I came inside her with four more thrusts.

We came out panting, ate something quickly in the kitchen, and I lay down on the sofa. Two hours later, some laughter woke me.

—Now it’s your turn —Sofía told me when I went into the kitchen.

Nerea was looking at me with shining eyes.

—A four-handed massage. With the extras Sofía keeps in the drawer.

I knew my wife’s extras perfectly well. They took me to the bedroom, undressed me between them, and laid me face down. Blindfold. Headphones with music. And cold handcuffs around my wrists, fastening me to the headboard. My cock was already throbbing before they did anything.

I felt warm oil run down my back and four hands spread it around. They moved down over my buttocks, over my thighs. One hand closed around my cock from underneath and began masturbating me with the oil while the other spread my ass cheeks and ran her tongue over my asshole. I moaned into the pillow. Then the tongue withdrew, and I felt two fingers entering me very slowly, pushing deeper and deeper while the other hand kept working my cock with its fist.

I stayed like that until I lost all sense of time. Then they turned me onto my back, still handcuffed, and I felt legs settling on either side of my head. I stuck out my tongue and licked the pussy being offered to me, not knowing which one it was. At the same time, something hard pressed against my asshole and pushed. My wife’s double-ended strap-on. She began fucking me while I ate one of their pussies. They pinched my nipples. They pulled my hair. I was about to explode and couldn’t touch them.

When they finally removed the blindfold, I saw Nerea on top of me. Sofía was still wearing the strap-on, the dildo gleaming with oil. Nerea freed my hands and straddled me, guiding my cock into her pussy in a single movement.

—Now both at once —Sofía said behind her.

And she slowly pushed the dildo into Nerea’s ass while Nerea rode me. I felt her open up on top of me, stay still for a second, then begin moving up and down with both cocks inside her. Sofía gripped her hips and pumped out of rhythm. I grabbed Nerea’s small breasts with both hands and pinched her nipples.

—Both at once —she panted, her eyes closed—. Both at once, fuck, don’t stop.

The scene was devastating: my wife fucking her in the ass with the strap-on while the girl from that morning let herself fall onto my cock again and again, mouth open, skin flushed, moaning without pause. I held out as long as I could. In the end, I came inside her in four violent thrusts, and she came on top of me at the exact same moment, trembling all over.

She collapsed onto my chest, panting. Sofía removed the strap-on and lay down beside us, and it took the three of us a long while to calm our breathing.

Nerea left at nightfall. When I closed the door behind her, I turned around, grabbed my wife by the waist, and slipped my hand beneath her shirt.

—Do you still want more? —she asked, pressing her ass against me.

—Yes. But with you.